Chapter 118: The Path of Single Brush Begins

The next day, at the end of the hour, the wind and the sun were beautiful, and it was fifty miles outside Muye City.

"Xue'er's calves are so sore, can I take a break, Immortal Master?"

Murong Xue squatted and hugged her little baggage, her delicate eyebrows twisted out the word "Sichuan", pouted, and looked at Yan Zhi pitifully.

"This"

Yan Zhi scratched his head in embarrassment, in the past hour, this little ancestor had already had to rest three times, if he kept walking like this, he might not be able to reach the Medicine King Valley when he would.

"Immortal Master, Xue'er is really tired. ”

"Rest!

Yan Zhi is considered to be out of line, although this Murong family is not worth mentioning to the One Sword Sect, but the One Sword Sect still has to be credible, since he has taken this task, he has to take her away.

This "dart" is really hard to protect.

Lin Chenyu is nothing, his qi cultivation skills are very good, and he rests at this time, so he will cultivate by the way. The aura of the mortal world is not as good as that in the Sword Sect, but it doesn't matter.

But since the beginning of Muye City, no one has seen Shen Jie, which is also the reason why Murong Xue is relatively peaceful.

On the evening of the previous day, next to the stable of the Fulai Inn, the two met again.

"Senior Brother Shen Jie, today in Murong Mansion, I see what kind of holiday you have with Miss Murong. ”

"It's a trivial matter, I was beaten by her Aunt Mei, and I got some silver by the way"

"You are really" Yan Zhi shook his head, not knowing how to evaluate Shen Jie, but this was also in line with his heart.

"Senior Brother Yan Zhi, you called me out in the middle of the night, wouldn't you just ask me this? ”

"I'm such a boring person in your eyes?" Yan Zhi took out a yellowed map from the Na Ring, and it could probably be seen that this was a simple map of the Tianshu Empire.

"Senior brother, look here, this is where the Mountain Gate of the Medicine King Valley is located, and we will have to walk for at least a month to get there. ”

Following Yan Zhi's fingers, Shen Jie saw the Medicine King Valley, this section of the road, they have to pass through a lot of deep mountains and rivers, as well as several prosperous cities, if they have enough time, they can also go to the Tianshu King City.

Yan Zhi bit his finger and circled several locations far away from the big city with bloody fingerprints.

"Senior brother, I have a special task to be handed over to you, how about it, do you want to do it?"

Shen Jie looked at Yan Zhi speechlessly, this guy clearly saw that he had a conflict with that Murong Xue, so he arranged drudgery for himself, and he couldn't say that he would have to face some difficulties alone.

"!"

Judging from Murong Xue's performance today, if she goes on the road with her, I don't know how much trouble there will be, and it is easier to leave this to Yan Zhi and Lin Chenyu, the two senior brothers.

"Okay! Yan Zhi took out a jade plate and handed it to Shen Jie. "This is the Transmission Token, as long as there is no interference from the foundation level magic circle, within ten miles, you and I can use this conversation. ”

"Scouts?"

"That's right, these places I circled are places where scattered cultivation is entrenched, if you encounter it, you must be careful to avoid it and join me. ”

"No problem. ”

So, Shen Jie disappeared like this.

Of course, Shen Jie has indeed fulfilled his obligations as a scout, and now that he has walked fifty miles, he has not encountered any loose cultivation. In a sense, Yan Zhi's approach has been very successful.

However, what he didn't expect was that this was the last face-to-face conversation between him and Shen Jie. Because on the third day, when he walked two hundred miles and met the first bandit group, Shen Jie was arrested.

The last words he heard from Shen Jie were: Senior Brother Yan Zhi, there is a group of scattered cultivators two hundred miles ahead, a total of more than ten people, and it is the level of the Eight Swords disciples, I can't run away!

Extraordinary rudder, Mingfeng Mountain.

Boom!

Shen Jie was thrown to the ground by a strong man covered in tendons, and he was covered in ashes, and a rag was gagged in his mouth. Shen Jie is powerless to be treated like this, a group of loose cultivators who have entered the gate of cultivating immortals, it is not too easy to beat him as a mortal.

As the saying goes: if you can't resist, enjoy yourself. So our Shen Jie wisely chose to play dead......

The strong man stood up straight, and said angrily: "Helmsman, this kid is sneaky outside our rudder, looking at the costumes as if they are from the One Sword Sect, how to deal with them." ”

And the helmsman in the mouth of the strong man is a bewitching woman in red, and her voice can make people's bones crispy. But no one in the room dared to approach her. Because she is from the Great Zhou Hehuan Sect!

"Since it is from the One Sword Sect, Mu Wu, come out and take care of your junior brother, take him to the Ten Thousand Swords Corridor, and walk through, he is my extraordinary person, if you can't go over, then you can't go over." ”

"Good!"

"Huh?"

Shen Jie was stunned, isn't this Master Mu? Mu Wu? Could it be Murray's younger brother?

"Boy, come with me. ”

Mu Wu grabbed Shen Jie, carried him on his shoulders, and headed to the so-called Ten Thousand Swords Corridor.