Wang Bei stood beside the carriage and closed his eyes and pondered for a long time, and when he returned to his second carriage with number 7, it was no longer empty, and the carriage was crowded with three people.

One of them is the fat man Chang Fu, who has successfully completed the formalities.

The other two people, one of whom was Ming Ming, whom Wang Bei had known for a long time, did not expect that he would also sit in the same carriage.

The rest of this person Wang Bei doesn't know.

"Hi, hello, I'm a junior special student, Xu Jingchuan, and I have a talent for soul traits. ”

This person took the lead in greeting Wang Bei, although the introductions were all ordinary things, but Wang Bei faintly felt that this Xu Jingchuan was not as kind as he looked, maybe it was an illusion.

"Don't come unharmed!"

Ming Ming also said with a smile on his face.

Wang Bei boarded the carriage after responding one by one, he didn't have anything to put away, so he waited quietly for the departure of the convoy, during which he got together with Chang Fatzi, and compared to others, he still had a common language with him.

"Why is there no one else, I don't think there's one left in that bed. Wang Bei held this question in his heart for a while, and he had time to ask it.

"It's not surprising that five of our freshmen died unexpectedly and five were missing, and these carriages were all set up in advance, so they weren't replaced in time. Ming Ming explained kindly.

"Oooh. ”

"You can't think of it as if you left it for me, really!" Chang Fu said with a sudden grudge.

The free time was spent in the small talk of a few people.

When the bell rang on the hour, a large number of motorcades set off in a mighty manner, and the leading more than a dozen public carriages took the lead to open up the road, and the secondary carriages of Wang Bei and others followed, but in the back, there were a batch of miscellaneous carriages following the imperial convoy.

Wang Bei leaned out of the car window and took a look, and asked suspiciously: "Who is the convoy behind, it doesn't look like the carriage of the Imperial Courtyard." ”

Several people also looked out after hearing this.

Chang Fu, who was lazily holding up a big belly, said lazily: "Those should be the caravans that followed all the way." ”

Suddenly, someone laughed.

Wang Bei and Ming Ming both glanced at each other in surprise.

I saw Xu Jingchuan shaking his head and said: "This statement is too superficial, the trailing carriage is divided into two categories, one is the lowly cultivators of the mercenary mode, their purpose is to rely on the powerful force of the imperial court to pass through some dangerous places that are difficult for individual force to reach, and the other is the collective team of the caravan mode, their purpose is to obtain some convenience on the road, and the different paths are different." ”

It sounds quite reasonable, but Wang Bei always feels that he has said so much, but it is all nonsense.

The location of the Imperial Provincial Branch of the Inner Imperial Court is in a place known as the Yangu Mountain Range, and the journey is quite long, although the speed of the carriage is also very fast, but it will take two days and three nights to reach the destination.

It was getting dark, and the driver in charge of driving the carriage made the first round of changes.

The people in the car who were idle and had nothing to do either fell asleep, or were gagging, chatting with each other about unnutritious gossip, and there were a very small number of people who did not forget to practice diligently even at this time, and were always practicing their internal strength.

But there was a group of people in the pony carts that followed.

These people are in groups of threes and twos, using the identity of merchants or mercenaries as a cover, but secretly they are led by a few people in a larger carriage, and they are deeply planning something.

This carriage is extremely spacious and can accommodate more than eight people walking and sitting at the same time.

There was a round table in the center, around which four ugly and strange-looking creatures were whispering, and a teenager was sleeping on the floor in the corner.

"Old man Fang, you really read that right, is it really a god-level exercise?" This was an ugly man in a green robe, he supported the table with his hands, and asked questioningly.

The old man Fang on the opposite side was an old man with a thin gray beard that had not been shaved and short silver-white hair, and he was the person from the evil sect who had taken Zhang Chenyang away.

The silver-haired old man surnamed Fang said categorically: "That's right, it's a god-level exercise. ”

"Hehe, it's our turn to be lucky now, I've long wanted to see this level of mastery, and I've long been tired of practicing the Rouxiangtian Superb Skill of my top-level exercises. ”

The iron-headed monster with his left foot mutilated and on crutches said with his missing teeth, the cool breeze swished, and his voice was particularly cold, which made people shudder.

The appearance of the remaining person was normal, but seeing that he didn't say a word, staring at everyone's wriggling lips all the time, secretly reading something, he turned out to be a deaf person.

The green-robed man snorted coldly and said, "How can it be so easy to capture, if you want to grab the god-level exercises unknowingly, or be caught by the perverts in the Imperial Courtyard, you must have a perfect strategy." ”

"There is no need to worry about this, the old man has already inquired, the convoy of the Imperial Court will be halted tomorrow evening, and the carriage will be set up en masse, so that the horses can get a certain rest, and then it will be the best time for us to start. Old man Fang made a chopping action as he spoke.

Several people smiled heartily in their eyes.

These monster-like people are eyeing the Imperial Academy's convoy.

I really don't know if they are bold or ignorant, or if they have truly terrifying strength.

At this moment, several people in the carriage where Wang Bei was sitting fell asleep scattered, and when he suddenly woke up, he sat up boredly, and as soon as his eyes closed, he began to deduce the remaining moves of the Whirlwind Fist Technique.

Wang Bei can only convert the first and second moves at present, and the rest of the moves are not that he doesn't want to convert, but the changes in the recorded moves are too profound and mysterious, and they are not at all easy for him, a rookie, to eat, the conversion of the first two styles is just an accident, and the main thing is that he understands that he is only scratching the surface, and only uses some superficial skills, which is still far from really exerting the power of the first two styles.

The name of the third type is called Thousand Style Shock Kill, which is the most powerful single move in the six styles, but the skills involved in it, such as internal qi derivation and strength superposition, are extremely complicated, and it took so long that what Wang Bei mastered was only one or two percent of this move, and it was still far from the real completion of the CD, let alone the conversion.

Wang Bei, who was meditating quietly, noticed some movement in the outside world, and his closed eyes suddenly opened, and he saw that the dead fat man Chang Fu was also sitting up.

"Shh

Chang Fu made a booing gesture and moved softly to Wang Bei's vicinity.

"Dead fatty, why don't you sleep, this is not your style, don't you usually sleep like a dead pig. Wang Bei said jokingly.

"This carriage is too bumpy to sleep in, but it is better to sleep on the bed at home. Chang Fu said helplessly.

"You're the only one of us who loves to enjoy it, vanity. The corners of Wang Bei's mouth twitched slightly.

"Don't say this, I'm really not the only one, see that Xu Jingchuan, that guy is proud in his bones, and he definitely looks down on us. ”

Wang Bei's eyes froze, and he said in surprise: "It's really fake, don't tease me, how did you see it?"

"Genius intuition, trust me, yes. Chang Fu said hehehe.

But when he heard this, Wang Bei didn't bother to pay attention to his stinky appearance, and as soon as his eyes were closed, he continued to think about his cultivation.