There are seven strange things in literature and art, and the third strange is "How can a mad dog be proud", which is about a sophomore nicknamed [Mad Dog] who is obviously short and has no outstanding academic performance, but he is inexplicably fascinated by his self-confidence, and his gestures are full of pride.

It's just that at this moment, when he saw Yao Ruoyu wearing glasses in front of him, even if he was a mad dog full of arrogance, he couldn't help but burst into tears and cried with joy: "Brother Yao, you ...... Why are you here?"

Yao Ruoyu was about to answer, but found that the surroundings suddenly quieted down, only to find that the group fight had ended, everyone was looking at him dumbfounded, and the old black dog also came out of the crowd, and said in surprise: "Ruoyu, you ...... Are you a spirit master?"

There are countless Chinese monks, roughly divided into two categories: martial artists and spirit masters, of course, there are thousands of branches, but there are generally only these two, martial arts everyone can practice, but because of the root bone qualifications and different levels of achievement, the spirit master is different, if there is no talent, a hundred years may not be able to reach a realm, if the qualification is enough, the three realms are also at your fingertips.

Now the four kingdoms of China, the Jin State is crisscrossing the northwest with iron horses, the Mongolian is dominating the northern frontier with curved bow cavalry, the Southern Barbarians occupy the southwest with beast soldiers, and the Song Dynasty, which has the strongest military strength, is famous for its spiritual division legion.

Warriors have at most 1,000 enemies, but the spirit master can be 10,000 enemies, especially after the spirit master joins forces to lay down the magic circle, it can compete with the army, and the three strongest legions in the Song Dynasty all have a spirit division army that can match the army of 100,000 people.

Therefore, since the founding of the Song Dynasty, the status of the spirit master is slightly higher than that of the martial artist, after all, rare things are precious, like the small city of Wulong, there are naturally many martial artists in the three realms, that is, there are some in the four realms and the five realms, but there are very few spiritual masters above the three realms, and the few who break through to the three realms have also been recruited by the major forces in Chongqing Prefecture.

Therefore, when Yao Ruoyu just showed that spiritual technique, everyone around him was so shocked, although he didn't know his specific cultivation, but he could knock away five first-realm martial artists with one blow, at least it was also a second-realm, if it was placed in the township in the territory, how could he also serve as a master-level official.

After hesitating for a moment, Yao Ruoyu nodded in agreement, and then before everyone could react, he had already pulled Fu Feng out of the crowd, found a remote location, and talked about the experience of the two after they crossed.

"Don't mention it, that day the ball of light fell, and then I appeared in a village, tossing for a long time to know that Lao Tzu had crossed, no way, to eat and drink, can only be a militia to eat, and I was lucky, I was taken by my master, he was a retired veteran, and taught me martial arts......"

Listening to Fu Feng's babbling, Yao Ruoyu also had a general understanding of his experience after crossing over.

After being accepted as a disciple by the retired veteran, Fu Feng followed him to plow the fields during the day and practice at night. It is also strange to say, Fu Feng said that when he first cultivated, there was always an energy in his body, which made his cultivation speed increase very quickly, but he broke through to the second realm and eight folds in half a month.

Yao Ruoyu was suddenly surprised, if he hadn't inherited a little cultivation from the Ghost Venerable, he wouldn't have been able to break through to the Three Realms so quickly, but Fu Feng had broken through to the Second Realm Eightfold in half a month just by relying on that energy, so wouldn't that energy be comparable to the Ghost Venerable's cultivation?

Yao Ruoyu then also talked about his experience after crossing over, but he didn't talk about the trickery. The two chatted for a long time, and the excitement after the reunion gradually faded, and Yao Ruo helped the frame of the mirror, and asked stupidly: "Fu Feng, have you met anyone else since you crossed?"

Shaking his head, Fu Feng sighed: "No, if I hadn't touched you, I would have thought that I was the only one who crossed over." ”

Squinting his eyes, Yao Ruoyu said cautiously: "You said, since you and I have crossed, then ......"

Fu Feng suddenly understood, and said in surprise: "Brother Yao, you mean, other people have also crossed over?"

"Probably not wrong," clenched his fists, Yao Ruoyu smiled foolishly, "I just don't know where this group of guys has crossed over, but since you and I are both in Wulong, then the others are likely to be nearby as well." ”

"Haha, then when this crackdown on thieves is over, let's hurry up and find them!" Fu Feng said excitedly.

After a while, a gathering horn sounded in the distance, and soon after Yao Ruoyu and Fu Feng returned to the team, this improvised army marched towards the Fairy Mountain.

The army formed by this militia is full of thousands of people, Yao Ruoyu and Fu Feng, who are in the middle of the team, looked around a few times, but they didn't see the so-called big people at the front, but the second-class commander who supervised next to him saw their probing and probing their brains, and opened his mouth to scold a few times.

The area of Fairy Mountain is vast, after everyone walked into Fairy Mountain, they walked all the way along the mountain road, maybe they have not met the thieves so far, the team actually gradually laughed, and from time to time there were a few militiamen hooking their shoulders and making trouble together, and the second-class soldier commander next to him reprimanded him several times, and he didn't bother to scold again.

Looking left and right, Fu Feng suddenly frowned, and said suspiciously: "Brother Yao, just come in like this, aren't you afraid of being ambushed?"

"Don't enter the mountains, don't stop when you encounter water, this big man in the team leader doesn't feel like he has any brains?" ”

Fu Feng snorted, clenched the Pu knife and the wooden shield, and Yao Ruoyu silently condensed a spiritual seal, pressed it on his eyebrows, and temporarily increased the strength of his spiritual sense, in preparation for a possible surprise attack.

After walking forward for half a pillar of incense, seeing that there were no thieves and robbers, the originally somewhat orderly team completely turned into a busy market, everyone walked around randomly, and even a few men ran directly to the side of the road to take off their pants to make it easier.

Seeing this group of rabble, Fu Feng and Yao Ruoyu both shook their heads secretly, although it was the first time for them to participate in this kind of war, they also knew that this kind of disorderly army could have fart combat effectiveness, and so on, if they were raided by thieves, it was estimated that they would collapse as soon as possible.

Suddenly, the front of the team stopped for some reason, Yao Ruoyu and the others also stopped, and suddenly the team was in chaos, and it was also thanks to the commander of the city defense army who was there to command, otherwise someone might have turned around and gone back directly.

Everyone waited for a while, and suddenly there was a commotion in front of them, and bursts of shouting and scolding sounded, just when Yao Ruoyu's sense of foreboding became more and more intense, the sky above his head suddenly darkened, and a series of dense arrow rains roared out from the mountains and forests on both sides, pouring down on the unsuspecting militia.

This wave of arrow rain came very suddenly, and dozens of people fell to the ground with arrows in an instant, but fortunately, Yao Ruoyu and Fu Feng have been on guard, the former waved his robe for the first time, and controlled the surrounding spiritual energy to turn into an ice shield and support it above his head, sheltering himself and Fu Feng.

A wave of arrow rain has just ended, and there are bursts of shouting and killing around the area, hundreds of thieves rushed out with steel knives in hand, smiling and rushing into the crowd, it was the surprise attack that had the advantage, and there was the first suppression of the wave of arrow rain just now, this group of thieves was like a tiger into a flock, and in an instant, this temporary army was cut to pieces, and countless people died tragically under the blade.

In the face of the sudden chaos of the battlefield, Yao Ruoyu and Fu Feng, the two junior brothers on the battlefield, were suddenly in a hurry, but fortunately, the strength of the two was not weak, the latter set up a wooden shield to protect the former, and the former bent his fingers to seal, condensing pieces of ice blades around the two of them and constantly rotating and cutting, strangling the thieves who approached one by one.

"Brother Yao, what should I do?" Fu Feng set up shields one after another to block the attack of several thieves, and said urgently.

Yao Ruoyu looked back at the rear, there was also a sound of killing, the militia who were obviously inferior in numbers were completely surrounded by countless thieves, obviously the Wulong thieves had already sent people to block their back roads, and for today's plan, they could only escape into the mountains and forests on both sides, and then find a way to escape from the encirclement, after all, the fairy mountain is so big, and the Wulong thieves can't block every place.

Originally, Yao Ruoyu wanted to call the old black dog to run away together, but now the whole mountain road is in a mess, the militia has no intention of resisting, and they have fled around, and the thieves are slashing indiscriminately, and the crowd is chaotic to this point, where can you still see the figure of the old black dog.

In desperation, Yao Ruoyu had to rush towards the mountain forest on the left with Fu Feng, but before he ran a few steps, several thieves came up to him, Yao Ruoyu, who was already holding back the fire, suddenly twisted his eyebrows, slapped his right hand, and a short sword came out of the sheath, washing out a sword light as bright as frost, directly poking the thieves into a hornet's nest.

Holding the sword with one hand, Yao Ruoyu's left hand seal hung down on his chest, trying his best to keep his mind running smoothly, and shouted: "Rush here!" Before the words fell, he had already rushed up with a sword, and he didn't know any swordsmanship, he would forcibly break through purely with sword light, but with a few sword skills, he would kill all the thieves who stood in the way.

Seeing that there was a way out here, the surviving militia around rushed over with great joy, and under the formation of a group, the remaining thieves in this place naturally couldn't stop their charge, and they were killed by Yao Ruoyu and Fu Feng led by a group of militiamen.

As soon as he broke through the blockade, Yao Ruoyu grabbed Fu Feng and cast a spiritual method, and the speed under his feet increased sharply like stepping on the wind, but after a few vertical jumps, he had already left behind the militia behind him and ran away.

The two ran for a long time, until Yao Ruoyu felt that his spiritual power was not enough, but as soon as he stopped, Fu Feng shook off his hand and said hurriedly: "Brother Yao, why did you leave them all behind?"

After closing his eyes and breathing for a moment, Yao Ruoyu opened his eyes and looked at him, and said lightly: "Otherwise, a group of people escaped, attracting the attention of the Wulong thieves?"

Fu Feng was stunned when he heard this, and listened to the senior continue: "It's not that you haven't seen it, these militias are purely a rabble, how can we escape with them? I am a stranger, I can only take care of you in the moment of life and death, and I have also helped them to survive, whether they can run out of Fairy Mountain alive depends on their own creation." ”

Fu Feng, who was already dark-skinned, had a blue face, and he knew that what Yao Ruoyu said was not a quibble, but when he thought of the militiamen who were left behind by him, his heart was still full of unbearability and awkwardness.

patted him on the shoulder, Yao Ruoyu smiled bitterly and didn't speak, he could see that his junior brother was awkward, but what he said just now was indeed what he said in his heart, human nature is selfish, he is not great enough to sacrifice himself to save those people, he only hopes to be able to protect the people he cares about, such as Fu Feng, such as other people in the Ministry of Literature and Art who have not yet reunited.