Chapter Twenty-Three: The Dream Is True When You Wake Up
Since the formation of the spiritual mist in the dantian, Zhou Tianshen will carry a small bamboo basket on his back every day, enter the nameless mountain, pick herbs, the previous herbs, through Meng Cheng to see, because the effect of the medicine is too strong for them to use now, Zhou Tianshen will bring the recently picked herbs to the martial arts hall, Meng Cheng used his spiritual power to catalyze the effect of the medicine for them, which is more convenient than boiling water.
A month passed one after another.
When Meng Cheng retracted his fist again, it was just right, and the time was half faster than usual, Zhou Tianshen vaguely felt that there were things in his dantian, although he couldn't see them yet, but he could clearly feel their existence.
According to what Meng Cheng said before, it should have reached the stage of spiritual atomization of water droplets, and the first half of the quenching body has been completed.
The next step is to practice mountain climbing.
Meng Cheng opened the door, and the sun shone on the surface of his feet, "The time is just right, this month, you have broken through the medicine mountain barrier through the drug soaking, and the system has been greatly improved." After a day off, tomorrow I will take you into the mountains for a physical exercise. β
In the past month, Sun Shiliang and You Xianyi have also broken through the mountain climbing level one after another and become a real cultivator.
They are also about to embark on their own paths.
On the occasion of parting, Meng Cheng gave them a long sword and a fist glove, the hilt and fist glove were inlaid with a white bead, the moment she received the gift, the little girl had already burst into tears, and the parents who came to take her home were also very moved, clamoring to pay for their daughter's harassment over the years, Meng Cheng waved his hand and refused, he did not accept the apprentice for money.
The little girl wiped away her tears, sobbed and asked, "Teacher, is there any red, I don't like this color." β
Her father stood by and smiled wryly.
My own daughter is starting to be willful again.
Meng Cheng smiled rarely, "These beads are the spiritual roots of cave beasts, just like our Terran cultivators, they are also their cultivation roots, and different colors correspond to different cultivation realms. You have just ascended to the human realm, and you are still very unfamiliar with the use and control of spiritual power, even if you are given a more precious red spiritual root, you will not be able to use it, and it will bring you death. β
"Anshi, these two letters are the letters of introduction I wrote for them, your Elder Zaisan Ke of the Mirror Moon Temple is my friend, when you arrive at the Mirror Moon Temple, you will hand over the letters to him, and you will be the same door in the future. β
Lu Anshi, who was standing behind Meng Cheng, took the letter with both hands, "Anshi understands. β
Meng Cheng said, "When you two arrive at the Mirror Moon Temple, you must not cause trouble, especially you, You Xianyi, if you don't understand anything there, just ask Lu Anshi, he will be your senior brother in the future." When are you on your way?"
Lu Anshi said, "The teacher said, leave at night." β
Meng Cheng nodded and said, "Then I won't send you away." β
The five of them said goodbye to Meng Cheng, and Lu Anshi led them to the Buliu Inn.
Meng Cheng did not go back to the martial arts hall, but went to Wang Zailiu's house, he wanted to take advantage of the afternoon rest time to go to the Nameless Mountain to do some things, before that, he needed to retrieve some things.
After Meng Cheng left, Wang Duozhan, who had been silent for a month, began to be active again, he sneakily pushed open the wooden door of the weapons depot, and from the cracks, he could see that the room was full of weapons, and there were some large objects covered with red cloth in the corner, presumably there must be some great magic weapons that could destroy the world, in the boy's heart now, as long as he could use mana, it could destroy the world.
Wang Duozhan took out a thin iron wire from his sleeve, gently inserted it into the round hole at the end of the iron lock, put his ear on the iron lock, and patiently listened to the movement inside the iron lock.
Suddenly, with a click, the lock opened.
Wang Duozhan put away the thin wire, put the iron lock on the ground, and carefully burrowed into the arsenal, covering the door from the inside.
The arsenal was littered with knives, guns, sticks, and weapons, scattered on the ground, in a mess.
Wang Duozhan said softly, "It's strange that I have to be willing to open the door, it turns out that it's so messy inside!"
Wang Duozhan walked in front of the red cloth, gently lifted a corner, and saw that there was a cyan iron rod inside, and there were many small black lattices on the iron bar, the small lattice was boxy, very small, just when he was about to lift the red cloth completely, the sound of slamming the door suddenly sounded.
Meng Ruhan's roaring voice came from outside, "Wang Duozhan, hurry up and open the door." β
Wang Duozhan covered the red cloth in a panic, quickly got up, opened the door, outside, Meng Ruhan's face was iron-blue, and he raised his fist, "Don't you know that this room is a forbidden place, my father never lets people in, are you a stinky boy who owes a beating?"
Wang Duo blushed, lowered his head, and walked out of the arsenal without saying a word, Meng Ruhan closed the door hard, and the others heard the sound and rushed over.
Wang Cunyuan stood in the distance, not knowing where he was, but when he saw Wang Duozhen's appearance, he had already guessed in his heart.
As soon as he wanted to walk over, he was grabbed by the wrist by a man.
Wang Cunyuan looked back, it was Wan Sansi with a small abacus hanging from his waist.
Wan Sansi scratched his face and said, "Let's take a look first." β
Meng Ruhan looked at the little boy who lowered his head and said nothing, and his heart had long since lost his anger.
In fact, he also wanted to know what important objects were hidden in the arsenal, but Meng Cheng was always unwilling to tell the truth, and explicitly forbade him to enter that room, Meng Ruhan tilted his head, and his neck made a sound of bone grinding, Wang Duozhan knew that Lu Anshi was not there, Zhou Tianshen was not his opponent, and his cousin Wang Cunyuan, he didn't expect him to speak for himself at all, seeing that he was about to be in trouble, the little boy's face turned pale, but he suddenly had a pride in his heart, straightened his waist, and was not afraid of danger, and looked at Meng Ruhan's eyes with great righteousnessγ
As if to say, come on, if you frown, you are not a hero.
Meng Ruhan looked at Wang Duozhen's posture and felt funny, and the qi in his stomach suddenly disappeared, and asked, "What did you see inside?"
The little boy raised his eyebrows, "I will not betray Uncle Mont. β
The crowd laughed.
Meng Ruhan couldn't help laughing, "So, my father let you in, you must know that even I can't get into this room, you have such a good relationship with him, better than my son." β
Just when Wang Duozhan wanted to say some more righteous words, there was a burst of laughter outside the martial arts hall.
Everyone looked.
Outside the door, there was a silver-white bearded old man holding a dead branch in his hand, the old man was holding a red gourd in his hand, and there was a faint smell of wine coming from it, which Zhou Tianshen recognized as the one he met in the village last month, and it should be Grandpa Kou's guest.
Seeing someone coming to the door, Meng Ruhan hurriedly ran out of the door, and the little boy who knew that he had escaped was patted on his chest, wiped the sweat beads on his face, and sighed.
Meng Ruhan walked to the door and bowed, "Dare to ask the seniors what is the matter here?"
This was told to him by Meng Cheng, that he should not be blind to no one just because he was a cultivator, and that he must treat people without leakage, which is not only a human condition, but also a test of his cultivation.
Putting down the wine gourd on the side of his mouth, the old man squinted his eyes, looked Meng Ruhan up and down, and after a while, the old man laughed, waved the gourd in his hand indiscriminately, and didn't care about spilling the wine, "The qualifications are acceptable, the heart is more than enough, the fist is invincible, and it will become a great weapon." Xiaowa, are you interested in being my student?"
Meng Ruhan has something to say.
The old man took another sip of wine and hurriedly waved his hand, "Don't be in a hurry to refuse, as long as you recognize me as a master, become an immortal, and become immortal, it won't be a problem." β
Meng Ruhan smiled lightly, "Thank you for the kindness of my predecessors, but I have already worshiped elsewhere, I'm afraid I ......"
The old man snorted coldly, turned around and left, "Okay, okay, I don't know those fancy intestines in your stomach, don't you just don't believe me, alas, I don't know who said it, it's true when you wake up from a dream, it's wonderful to dream, but it's not real, when you wake up from a dream, everything is gone, it's lonely, what's the use of wanting this world?"
The old man seemed to laugh instead of laughing, as if he was crying instead of crying, just blindly blaming the world, as if the world owed him a lot of money.
Zhou Tianshen stood in place, watching the old man's departing back, and Meng Ruhan turned around and returned to the martial arts hall.
Wang Duozhan hurriedly hid behind Zhou Tianshen.
Meng Ruhan moved his limbs and said, "I'm going to the practice room to practice boxing, which of you goes?"
Wang Duo's head shook like a small wave drum.
Meng Ruhan snorted coldly, "I didn't expect you to go. β
Wang Duozhan just shook his head in a daze, and he also clutched Zhou Tianshen's sleeve vigorously, he didn't want Zhou Tianshen to become like Meng Ruhan in the future, so he had to take measures now.
Zhou Tianshen frowned, he had been thinking about what the old man said, he didn't understand very well, who could say for sure what would happen in the future, and jumping to conclusions too early would only limit his growth.
It's just that what the old man just said stirred up a lot of waves in his heart, as if the sea, which had always been calm and waveless, suddenly stirred up waves and overturned all the big ships that sailed steadily as always.
Zhou Tianshen felt a little depressed in his heart, so he casually found a reason and left the martial arts hall.
Back at his home, Zhou Tianshen sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, his hands and fingers interlaced, forming rough handprints, wanting to draw the spiritual power of heaven and earth and calm his heart, which was the meditation seal that Meng Cheng had taught. As long as it is a cultivator who has gone through the first round of medicine mountain quenching, it can be used, exhaling and inhaling, his chest rises and falls slightly, and strands of colorless spiritual power as thin as hair are sucked into Zhou Tianshen's body, and then begin to swim along the eight veins of the Qi Sutra.
At first, it was nothing, but after a long time, Zhou Tianshen felt that the bones in his whole body began to have pain, and every time he pulled his heart, the pain was intense, and sweat oozed from his forehead, which turned out to be dark green, but no one was here at this time, and no one knew about it.
Zhou Tianshen tried his best to endure the severe pain in his heart, his back was wet with dark green sweat, his breathing was violent, his whole body trembled, and he roared shallowly, and finally, Zhou Tianshen fainted.
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The old locust tree does not know how much cold and heat it has experienced, the leaves have changed from green to yellow, reincarnation for several years, the winter wind has left, the summer rain is coming, the grass has dried up, the thousand stones have cracked, the years have passed, the ferry has crossed, the only thing that remains unchanged is the boy under the tree, waking up on time every day, doing the same thing, at night, and then falling asleep on time, but today seems to be a little different.
Although the boy had fallen asleep, his hands made a strange gesture, and at the same time, the boy stood in horror, with his head bowed, his legs crossed, and his whole body trembled.
But now that he is trapped here, he can't take care of the young man, he can only watch him, and the old locust tree is restless.
Fortunately, this situation did not last long, and it was two days before the boy woke up again.
The young man's eyes shone brightly, and his body flowed between the mountains, and he came to the cave under the hill again, and the entrance to the cave was still the stone full of characters, but at this time, the size of the stone became much smaller, but it still blocked the entrance of the cave and could not enter.
The boy came to the left side of the stone and tried to push it, but his strength was too small to move the stone.
Slightly dissatisfied in his heart, the young man stood in place, closed his eyes, breathed gently, left hand down, right hand up, palms of both hands opposite, horizontal in front of the lower abdomen, between breaths, a trace of strange energy fluctuations converged in his palm, not long after, a few water droplets appeared out of thin air, suspended in the palm of the young man, the water droplets rotated.
The young man's left hand went up, his right hand went down, his hands clapped together, and a ripple of energy came out from between his palms, constantly bombarding the stone, and a lot of gravel fell from the stone, but the body shape did not change much, the spiritual power was exhausted, and the young man was paralyzed on the ground, panting.
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Long Zhuo is from Jiuxiang County, is the eldest son of the Long family, although the Long family is not a famous family, but there are still some footholds in Jiuxiang County, belonging to a third-rate small family.
He and his neighbors are also friends of the wine table.
Every day, the patriarch of the Long clan will carry the birdcage, followed by the servants and slaves, go to each family as a guest, and sometimes lead a group of friends to the tavern, get drunk, and it is best to bring the female dependents of the family to play the piano and sing and dance, so that they can live happily.
And Long Zhuo, as a decent person in Jiuxiang County, is definitely not inferior to his father in this regard, calling three or five friends, confidantes, climbing the building to admire the moon, lowering his eyebrows and stroking the piano, a group of friends, not drunk and not returning, but I didn't expect that the originally good days became dangerous because of a trivial matter.
Do not stay at the inn, on the third floor
Long Zhuo changed into a white dress, wore a red jade sword, wrapped a white jade pendant around his waist, his face was like a crown of jade, gentle and courteous, and chic, but that's it. It's just that at this time, his face was quite embarrassed, and he coughed dryly twice, attracting the attention of the people around him, Long Zhuo took the handkerchief handed over by his subordinates, covered his mouth, and coughed heartbreakingly, put down the handkerchief, there was a little red on it, and he coughed up blood directly.
This time when he went out to heal, Long Zhuo was quite careful, and only brought two guards in total. One has a beard, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, does not smile, standing there without introduction, just looking at the two plate axes on his back, he knows that he is a good fighter, and the other is white and clean, long and straight, looking more like a scholar, but all those who know Long Gongzi in Jiuxiang County know that Long Gongzi will never read.
On the surface, it is a white young man under Long Zhuo, but secretly he is actually a killer from the hometown of killers, his name is Bai Yuan, and he was specially hired by Long Zhuo's father to protect him. Since that incident, Long Zhuo's father was very afraid that his son would be retaliated against, so he spent a lot of money to let Bai Yuan secretly protect him until now.
Bai Yuan was dressed in a black robe, with a black iron rope tied around his waist, and an iron skull was tied to one end of the iron rope, which was his weapon, named Powerful Ghost, and countless people died at its hands, most of them because they underestimated him.
Few people want to believe that a seemingly weak and unscrupulous brother is actually a killer, and he is also a killer with countless murders in his hands, which Long Zhuo did not expect.
After more than a month of recuperation, most of the injuries in Long Zhuo's body have healed, and the reason why he has not completely healed is that in addition to his thin foundation and not paying attention to exercising his muscles and bones, more importantly, the person who started it was too vicious, and directly blew away the water droplets in Long Zhuo's dantian, leaving only the last drop that barely supported his breath. But in this way, the five levels of the Quenching Medicine Mountain, which had already been completed, would have to be done again, and the injuries this time were too serious, I am afraid that Long Zhuo's dream of cultivating immortality would be shattered.
The white-clothed man, who had been depressed in his heart for a long time, looked at the blood on the handkerchief, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he was full of murderous energy, clenched his fists, slammed them on the table, gritted his teeth and said, "Damn Zhu Shaoshan, I have lost all my efforts, all my efforts have been in vain, I must make him pay!"
Standing by the window, looking at Bai Yuan, who was in the mountains outside the village, he tilted his head, moved his limbs, and said in an indifferent tone, "I said in advance, I am only responsible for protecting you, and I will never strike first, but once I make a move, I must take a few lives, and at that time, all the consequences need to be borne by you, which is what your father and I agreed in advance." β
Long Zhuo's face was hideous, and the green tendons on the back of his hands burst out, "Don't worry, as long as you kill Zhu Shaoshan, I can give you whatever you want." β
Bai Yuan smiled lightly.
The three of them walked out of the guest room and down the stairs to the first floor.
At the counter on the first floor, Wang Bu left his arm to pilllow the account book, lying on the table, haggling, heard a sound from the stairs, looked up, immediately left his boring thoughts behind, walked out of the counter with a smile, and should go forward, "Long Gongzi, go out." β
Long Zhuo had already recovered to the posture of a gentle and frugal son, walked a few steps forward quickly, and arched his hand, "Shopkeeper Wang, I'm really disturbing these days, I must invite you to the house for a few drinks another day." β
Wang Buliu said humbly, "You are polite, this time there is some inconsiderate hospitality, next time you come, our store will definitely give you the sixth floor." β
Long Zhuo nodded and smiled, "Shopkeeper Wang, take your leave." β
Wang Buliu sent Long Zhuo out of the store, stood at the door, watched Long Zhuo leave, and waited until he couldn't see Long Zhuo's figure at all before entering the store.
Ning Fengyun was dressed in a thin skirt, walked out of the back kitchen, sat on the bench with half a bowl of gruel in his hand, and asked, "Long Gongzi is gone?"
Wang Buliu nodded.
Ning Fengyun drank a small half bowl of gruel, and stirred it in the bowl with chopsticks, "Go in such a hurry?"
Wang Buliu opened the account book and crossed out Long Zhuo's name from it, "There should be something important." β
Ning Fengyun put down the dishes and chopsticks and looked directly at Wang Buliu, "I also have some important things to tell you." β
Wang Buliu took his eyes off the ledger and waited for his wife's next words.
Ning Fengyun said, "Caiyun and Meidi and I are going to Jiuxiang County for a trip, and we may have to come back later." β
Wang Buliu was curious, put down his abacus, and asked, "What are you going to do in Jiuxiang County, if you want to buy something, you can go to Tianxiang County." β
Ning Fengyun, who rolled his eyes, stood up, stretched a lazy waist full of temptation, and his body curved, "Don't worry about it, I'm not at home these days, in order to prevent you from doing bad things, I think it's necessary to do some measures, anyway, there are no customers in the store, so let's close first." β
After speaking, Ning Fengyun walked into the back kitchen with the empty bowl, and after a while, he walked out again and went straight to the backyard.
Wang Buliu smiled bitterly, closed the door of the store, and hung a sign outside the store that was closed......
Outside the village, Long Zhuo and his party were walking on the dirt road, and the thick-waisted man with a beard on his face was puzzled, "Childe, why don't you hire a carriage?"
Long Zhuo's body was still a little tired, and he didn't go far at this time, he was already panting and sweating profusely, "No, the carriage target is too big, and the space is limited, once we are besieged in it, it will be difficult to escape, I believe that it will not be long before they will find the door again, in order to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, we must seize this opportunity, you can rest assured, I have my own plans." β
The thick-waisted man was still a little puzzled, "But what if they don't make a move?"
Bai Yuan, who was dressed in black, laughed loudly, "It's better this way, when we arrive in Jiuxiang County safely, even if they want to make a move, they have to weigh their identities to see if they are qualified to wrestle with the Long family, but I believe that the owner of the Zhu family is not such a timid person, isn't it?"
Bai Yuan stood still in place, turned around and looked at one place, his narrow eyes were full of light, the iron rope on his waist was about to move, and the mouth of the skull opened and closed, just waiting for the master's order, it was so killing.
Seeing this, the thick-waisted man roared, pulled out his back plate axe, and blocked Long Zhuo behind him in case of accidents.
Long Zhuo gritted his teeth and pulled out his long sword, he trusted Bai Yuan's intuition.
Sure enough, a long howl came from a very hidden bush, and then, dozens of long whistles echoed each other, the slender figure settled around the three people, and the three figures with a significantly different momentum from others walked out of the bushes, they were three of the five tigers in the threshold room.
Zhu Xiuyi, dressed in yellow, with short hair and a yellow glove on his hand, is surrounded by people and mountains.
Zhu Tengfei, the same yellow clothes, shoulder-length hair, and a broken knife on his back, are in the four levels of the mountain realm.
Zhu Choze, purple robe, wrapped with a layer of red cloth full of characters, weird, his hands are long, holding two daggers, six levels of people and mountains.
Zhu Shuze stood between the three of them, holding the dagger with his left hand behind his head, and his voice was a little hoarse, "Which of you is Long Zhuo?"
Long Zhuo, who was already ready for battle, took a step forward, but was pushed over by Bai Yuan, "You don't even know the target, so you dare to make a move." β
Zhu Shuze put down his left hand and said listlessly, "The owner's order, I really dare not disobey." But now you don't need to know Lou, you're all going to die anyway, and it doesn't matter who is who. β
Bai Yuan took a step forward, the rope whip on his waist stretched out, entrenched all around, like a big snake spitting letters, "Which of you goes first?"
Zhu Tengfei, who couldn't bear it anymore, pulled out the broken knife, stepped out, shot away with his body, and shouted loudly, "I'll come first." β
Bai Yuan laughed secretly, his feet stepped on the ground one after another, his body was ethereal, and layers of shadows appeared, wandering between everyone, the broken knife could not be hit, Zhu Tengfei took a deep breath to prevent Bai Yuan from sneaking attack, his body moved in the air, and he slashed out two knives in succession.
However, before the fist was completely played, it was tied by the rope, Bai Yuan's figure appeared next to the broken knife, Bai Yuan stretched out two fingers, clamped the broken knife, and the other hand connected a few times on Zhu Tengfei's body, Zhu Tengfei secretly screamed that it was not good, but it was too late, before losing consciousness, Zhu Tengfei saw a blade slashing in front of his eyes, straight to his head, Bai Yuan clapped his hands, kicked away the corpse that still had residual warmth, and said with a smile, "Next, who is it?"
Unexpectedly, in just three moves, his own people fell to a general, and everyone was stunned.
Zhu Xiuyi was a little drumming in his heart, he knew Zhu Tengfei's strength very well, the two often fought together, and there was not much gap, if Zhu Tengfei couldn't make three moves in the other party's hands, then I am afraid that he would not be much different. However, the current command is in the hands of Zhu Choze, this guy's temper is stinky and hard, he doesn't say goodbye, no one dares to leave, I hope I don't do anything stupid, Zhu Xiuyi prayed in his heart.
Zhu Shuze, who was good at using the dagger, looked at the corpse of his dead companion, and he didn't feel much in his heart, because he and they were not all the way, if it weren't for the previous order of the owner of the house, not to be entangled too much, for the sake of the future plan, at most one person could die, he would like to meet the other party for a while to see who is a qualified killer.
Zhu Shuze put away the dagger in his hand and sighed, "This time we admit it, but it doesn't mean that we admit defeat, carry away the corpse, and we will come to a long time." β
Zhu Choze was the first to leave, and Zhu Xiuyi didn't want to stay here, the murderous threshold room, and finally returned with a feather on the premise of losing a general.
Just when Long Zhuo let down his guard and breathed a long sigh of relief, Bai Yuan was once again vigilant around, the iron ropes around him kept rotating, changing various shapes, not far behind the three of them, a white-bearded old man with a dead branch in his hand and a red gourd around his waist swayed and walked over, passing by the three of them, there was a great smell of wine from the old man's body, Bai Yuan, who was not dripping with wine, dodged sideways, and the old man muttered, "This one doesn't drink, it's boring." β
When the old man walked away, Long Zhuo and the three of them also set foot on the way home.
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Meng Cheng came out of the house where the king was staying, turned around and left the village, heading for the Nameless Mountain.
It was getting early, and Meng Cheng slowed down, he used to leap between the woods, and he rarely walked slowly on the mountain road like this=.
The Nameless Mountain stretches for tens of thousands of miles, occupying nearly two-thirds of the territory of the estate, and is inhabited by countless cave beasts and elves.
In the early years, if you want to enter the mountain, you must find someone to accompany you, so as to ensure that there is no worry about life, and now, as long as you do not cross the cordon, you can stay in the mountains wantonly, and all this is thanks to the Emperor of the Lock Fall 10,000 years ago, if it were not for his conspiracy to lead the human race to annihilate the necromantic race in one fell swoop, and finally conclude an alliance with the cave beasts and elves, the human race would not have the current prosperity and peace, but this peace will soon be broken.
Meng Cheng made his way through the trees, making marks along the way, and today he was going to an area he had never set foot before.
The cliffs are steep and mountainous, there is no foothold on it, Meng Cheng can only rely on his physical strength and fists on the rocks, smashing open holes that can be used to climb, this cliff is located at the front end of the nameless mountain, to be honest, how big is the front end of the nameless mountain, Meng Cheng doesn't know, the reason why he can find this place is also to rely on the "Tianshou Diary" that almost everyone in Laohuai Village has, there are very detailed maps and introductions in the book, in addition, there are also the old people in the village, Kou Huai's verbal entrustment.
The old man once said, "In the nameless mountain, there are three places where strange treasures are hidden, which even Ju Baishui does not know, and now I will tell you those three places, you go and see what the situation is." β
Meng Cheng knew that the old man had hidden the dragon scales in the mountains, no wonder he couldn't sense them in the village, but these places were too remote.
In addition to dragon scales, there are two other things, what are they?
Meng Cheng grasped the narrow crack on the rock with both hands, his whole body hung outside the cliff, panting heavily, his whole body ached, he saw the right time, shook his body gently from side to side, and when the body swayed enough to shake him up, he used his last strength, swinging himself, letting go of his hands, his body took off, spun in the air for two and a half circles, his body fell on the cliff, Meng Cheng's whole person seemed to be fished out of the sea, and his clothes were all soaked.
Meng Cheng muttered, "It seems that just relying on his own physique, if he doesn't use spiritual power, it's still a little reluctant." β
There are two types of cultivators in the world, one is humanity and fist do, and the other is kendo, gun and sword way.
Practitioners who practice humanity and fist do can also practice other paths when they have more than enough strength to do so, which is an advantage and a trouble.
In layman's terms, those who do not use swords, guns and knives as weapons are either boxing or humane.
After a pause, Meng Cheng estimated his physical strength, simply ate the food he had brought with him, and then started on the road again.
After crossing the cliff, the road below is much easier.
In the face of an unfamiliar environment, Meng Cheng can always mobilize 12% of his body's vigilance and agility, which is the experience of walking the rivers and lakes for many years, and he cannot be sloppy. Unlike the mountains and forests around the edge of the village, the trees here exude an evil nature from top to bottom, but fortunately, Meng Cheng had already done his homework before going down the cliff, and Ju Baishui named this area 'Boneless Land' in the book, and it is obvious that there are some cave beasts or elves that eat people and do not spit out bones.
Kicking away the worms wriggling at his feet, Meng Cheng endured the nausea in his stomach, squatted down, and looked closely, this is a white worm with no bones, and the whole body is wrapped in a layer of fat.
Meng Cheng took a deep breath and stood up, finding that he had been surrounded by this bug.
The insect laid eggs at Meng Cheng's feet, and then brought some red leaves from elsewhere, and there were some carrion and water droplets on the leaves, could this insect be a carnivore?
Meng Cheng endured the doubts in his heart, he felt as if something was crawling on his back, heavy, he didn't look back, but spread his legs, squatted slightly, the spiritual power gathered on his feet, and kicked hard, the whole body shot out, soaring into the sun, only to hear, there was a sound of 'zizizi' from his back, and with a 'chirp', a black object that was scorching all over his body and was slowly melting fell to the ground, and if he looked closely, it turned out to be the large body of that kind of insect.
The insect fell to the ground, and was crawled all over the body by other insects in an instant, Meng Cheng didn't dare to fall again, he sealed his hands, relying on the strong spiritual power in his body, and cast a spell called 'Qingye Luo', which is a spell that can make the body stay in the air for a short time, it is very simple, but it is also a test of the caster's control of spiritual power, the most important thing is that this spell does not rely on the control of spiritual power by hands but feet.
According to the speed of consumption of spiritual power by this spell and the storage of spiritual power in his body, Meng Cheng roughly judged that he could float in the sky for three months. Of course, this does not include high-speed flights.
But those children in the village can't wait for him for so long, Meng Cheng looked at him with palpitations, originally this time it was just to confirm the burial point of the strange treasure to see if the strange treasure is safe, but at the moment, in this form, although his life is not in danger alone, but it will also be delayed for a while, considering the situation in the village, Meng Cheng plans to go back to the house, and it is not too late for Zhou Tianshen and them to come back when they can cultivate the Tao by themselves.
Meng Cheng found a direction, his legs kept kicking in the air, and his body was like a fledgling flying clumsily in the sky.
For him, such a thing as spells, after all, is not commonly used.
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After Meng Cheng left, the area called the 'Boneless Land' fell silent again until the arrival of the silver-white bearded old man.
The white-bearded old man shook the wine gourd in his hand, listening to the sound inside, there was not much wine left, the old man wrinkled his face, pitifully put down the gourd, smacked his lips, raised a foot, and trampled on those unlucky white bugs, who let them be so unsightly.
Smelling the smell of alcohol on the old man's body, all the insects curled up as if they had encountered natural predators, not daring to move.
The old man stepped on a few feet resentfully, half of the depression in his heart dissipated, sighed, and walked towards the depths of the mountain forest.
After about half an hour, the old man stopped in front of a towering tree, on which were lurking many migratory birds, their limbs as thick as apes, their heads as large as buckets, and their sharp-beaked monkey gills, which were asleep with their eyes closed. Maybe the smell of wine on the old man's body is too great, those very small migratory birds, restless writhing and restless, those larger migratory birds around them, pressing their bodies hard, trembling their bodies, not daring to move. The old man smiled, opened the wine gourd, took a sip, and said enviously, "This kind of life is really good, there is food and drink, and there are people waiting, how about it, Yuan Liweng, this kind of life is not worse than before." β
The trees shook violently, and the humble migratory birds chirped and flew into the sky as if they had been forgiven, and the trees fell silent, and the dead leaves fell away, leaving only bare trunks and branches.
A cold cry came from the tree, and countless rattans spread from behind the tree, pumping on the white-bearded old man's body, and throwing down a lot of dust.
The old man smiled, "And the massage, yes, yes, that's why I came to you first." Yuan Liweng, you are so considerate. β
The rattan suddenly stopped, withered and withered.
The old man smirked, "Why, you ran out of strength so soon?"
The tree began to crack, and in a moment the trunk crumbled into slag, and a withered figure stood on the ashes, a clean, white-folded face, with blank eyes and naked body.
The old man laughed, "Okay, you Yuan Liweng, you don't want to be lazy when you hide here, it's okay, just save me a lot of effort." β
The clean young man who was called Yuan Liweng by the old man moved his body at will, looking at the world indifferently with his eyes, "What time is it?"
The old man drank all the liquor in the wine gourd, hung it on his waist, and took out the dead branch from the other side, two of the ten leaves on the dead branch were already close to withering yellow, respectively at the end of the branch and the penultimate position, the old man picked off the penultimate leaf with his fingers, and shook it casually, the leaf hovered in front of Yuan Liweng, Yuan Liweng tilted his head, I don't know why, there was a little dust on his narrow eyebrows.
The old man shouted, and the endless spiritual power centered on him spread to the surroundings, and the surrounding trees were tormented by the destruction and decay, and soon turned into nothingness, only the place where Yuan Liweng was standing, not affected by it, as if there was a transparent barrier erected in front of him, and all the explosive spiritual power passed through that barrier, and was transformed into a soft wind flow, blowing Yuan Liweng's long hair between his temples, and integrating into his flesh and blood.
The whirlwind was generated at Yuan Liweng's feet, setting off his body, shooting straight into the sky, and then falling quickly, surrounded by the wind to roll up ash barriers, and when all the dust was gone, a slender figure was revealed.
Yuan Liweng's eyes were bright and shining, while the old man was a little sluggish.
Yuan Liweng said, "I remember, Fan Jinyi, I haven't seen you for a long time." β
The old man sat on the ground, ignoring his stained clothes, "You have no conscience, what a waste of my energy, alas, all these years of wine have been drunk in vain." β
Yuan Liweng stretched his body and moaned comfortably, "How long have I been asleep?"
The old man snorted coldly, "I don't know, but you're not far from death." β
Yuan Liweng didn't care, "It doesn't matter, I'm a dead man anyway." β
The old man stood up, held the wine gourd on his waist, and stuck the dead branch on the waistband of his trousers, extremely sloppy, "You still have some time, accompany me to drink?"
Yuan Liweng Nunu's mouth, his face was like a child who had eaten sugar, innocent, but his heart was lonely and lonely, "Okay." β