Volume 3 The Name of the Troubled Ancients Chapter 43 The Wind of Tiling
"You have also seen and experienced the sincerity of the Bai family, so now is the time for you to repay!
"This trip to recruit, my Bai family lives up to you, I hope you can also act with all your heart!
"As for the remuneration, we naturally need to finalize it in advance!"
The head of the Bai family sect looked stern, slowly swept over everyone, and continued: "My Bai family only got 20% of what I got this time, and the rest is all owned by you personally!" But I need my Bai family to choose first as a reward for asylum!
"We will join up with a team of Bai family elites and another team of heroes from all walks of life in the Troubled Ancient City!
"I don't want to talk about anything, everyone has what he needs, and everyone takes what he needs!
"We are all in search of the spirit, and even the way to heaven! The road is difficult and difficult!
"So!
"I don't want to see infighting on this trip! I hope you will cooperate sincerely and help each other!
"Otherwise, you will be an enemy of the Bai family and all your colleagues!
"Can you hear clearly?!"
With a pause, the aura was released, and the sound shook the people below with a burst of blood and blood.
"Understood!" For a while, everyone drank together, and the momentum was like a rainbow.
Dream Tho's pupils shrunk.
It is worthy of the Bai family, who can occupy a place in Qingqiu City, where the strong are like forests! A sect leader has such strength, and in just a few words, he trained the following people to be obedient, ready to go, and eager to do so.
"Let's go!"
As we drifted away from the foggy lake, the thick fog slowly faded, and the midday sun could only be sown through the thick branches.
The water sparkles on the bluestone slabs, and a babbling stream flows at your feet.
The numbers on both sides of the road grew thicker, but the side near the road was jet black and shiny, with occasional sword wounds or two. I don't know how many cultivators have witnessed the rise of these traces, and I don't know how many undead who have not returned have been recorded.
Although there are many strong people in Qingqiu City, most of them are mainly recuperating and replenishing, recruiting troops and horses, and only dozens of teams enter the mountain in a day, and they will leave very early. There are very few teams like the Bai family, and they don't set off until noon.
The strong men in the city only guarded for thirty miles, and if they didn't arrive at the chaotic ancient city before dark, they didn't know what they would encounter.
Thirty miles to the end, the guards and city flags that were originally about 300 zhang away suddenly became much more sparse. The team, which was still a little joking, suddenly fell silent and hurried away in a muffled voice.
"What's the matter, you're upset?" The head of the Bai family laughed and said, "Where is this?" ”
Someone immediately laughed and said, "Bai Jiaotou is joking?!" Lao Tu, how can I go back and forth to the ancient city ten times, even if I close my eyes, I can touch it, where will I worry? ”
"Tu Lao Nature has courage!" The head of the Bai Sect never looked back, but said loudly: "There are more than one or two 'chicks' in our team, and it is inevitable that they will be suppressed!" ”
There was a burst of laughter.
Meng Che suddenly noticed some playful glances, and there were a few malicious greed!
But he looked as usual, didn't squint, just clenched his fists slightly.
"The head of the sect is wrong, who doesn't have a first? Such a joke is inevitably inferior! I don't believe that you are going home for the first time, laughing and laughing! Someone blushed and argued.
"Big husband, you can afford to joke, you can hold a red knife!" The head of the White Sect stopped, turned around, and said, "If you can't even bear such words, it's better to turn around immediately while it's still early and the guards are still there!" ”
Everyone's footsteps were stunned, and they suddenly realized that thirty miles was already under their feet.
The trees in front are the same as those in the back, but they are full of fear of the unknown. It seems to conjure up blue-faced fangs and devour those who dare to cross the line.
A few people laughed, looked forward to themselves, and said with a smile: "If you haven't been weaned yet, you will turn back." ”
The expression of the person who retorted just now froze. Now that he is ready to fly, if he really turns around and leaves, I am afraid that this stigma and ridicule will accompany him for the rest of his life.
Born seven feet, I don't dare to enter Tiling!
What a joke!
"Brother Liu, don't panic, the people of my generation can be lustful, you can bow your head, but you can't cower, you can't be inward!" Meng Che walked over and said softly.
Liu Xueshan's eyes flashed, lowered his head, and silently followed the team.
Liu Xueshan is the person who is the lowest cultivator except for Mengche, only has the eighth layer of Qi Gathering, and has been living under the protection of his father before. His mother went early, so his father doted on him, did not urge him to practice, and allowed him to act in a small circle. His father is not a big man, and he uses the double cultivation of the Lingtai Realm to receive darts among the major power families, going back and forth to the chaotic ancient city.
Although there are many people on this journey, it takes a lot of time, and there is a certain risk, and the income is considerable. Three months ago, his father's brother came to visit him covered in injuries. Bring him a scimitar, it's a relic.
Since then, Liu Qingshan's eyes have been filled with indelible sorrow and shrinkage. The first half of his life was almost deserted, but the second half of his life was to go by himself. After struggling for nearly three months, I made up my mind to walk out of Qingqiu and walk on the road that my father had walked over and over again.
"Hurry up, we're going to camp Ansan before dark!" The head of the Bai family said, and his pace gradually accelerated. After Meng Che's bones were transformed by his senior brother, he was unusually light, and his explosive power and staying power were also on par with Lingtai, and his expression was relaxed.
The entire team is almost in the Lingtai realm, so they can naturally keep up, only Liu Qingshan gritted his teeth and insisted.
The bluestone slab has long come to an end, and only the mountain road remains, paved with fallen leaves, and mustard grass grows, and it is very smooth to be trampled.
In the mountains and forests, there is the sound of wind blowing leaves, insects and birds, but Mengche feels very different from the city.
No one spoke, even the breath was drowned out by the sound of the wind in his ears, and the whole person fell into a different kind of silence.
As the mountain road went up and down, Dream Che was in a constant frequency, and his thoughts drifted away. He opened his palms and looked between his fingers thoughtfully.
"Wind ......," Meng Che muttered.
He seemed to see the wind flowing through the palms of his hands, blowing through the mountains and forests, holding up fallen leaves, and blowing crumpled streams.
"If you can take advantage of the wind......
"How should we think about the wind......
"Hatred and anger are made of fire, and the wind ...... Formless and colorless...... And what is it?
"Forgot to ask! Senior brother didn't say anything! He is not afraid of his poor junior brother taking a detour! Meng Che was annoyed, and began to feel that he had left a little hastily, but he didn't know that even if he asked, the senior brother would not confide more.
"And martial arts! Why didn't I ask anything crucial! ”
……
An hour passed, and the group climbed over a few small hills and stopped to rest.
"Wu Qing, I'm really impressed with you! This physique! This stamina! In the future, it will be developed, but don't forget my little stone! Sitting on a few big rocks, Shi Cheng saw Mengche eating by himself, walked over, and said with a smile.
"Brother Shi." Meng Che saw Shi Cheng coming and greeted him.
"I don't know how you exercise, and you can't see much meat when you put on your clothes, tsk. When I didn't gather on the altar, I could run on this kind of mountain road, and at this speed, I had to rest for a while. Unlike ......" Shi Cheng Nunu mouthed, Meng Che saw that Liu Qingshan had just arrived, and he collapsed on the ground, and suddenly sweated like rain.
When Bai Jiaotou saw it, he immediately laughed, threw a bottle of water, and laughed: "Okay, Liu boy, it's better than you...... This Brother Wu is far behind! He wanted to talk about his father, but suddenly he thought that Siren had passed away, and the conversation changed to Mengche.
Liu Qingshan just looked at the sky, groped with his hand to get the water hyacinth that fell beside him, and drank more than a dozen sips before replying: "The head of the sect teaches a lesson!" ”
After eating the dry food, Mengche got up and jumped on the top of the rock, looking into the distance.
This is the highest slope in the vicinity, and as far as the eye can see, the mountains and forests stretch to the end of the sky, and the waves rise with the wind.
Lin Yanghao soup...... Bamboo Green Miles...... Qingyuan Boundless ......" The scene that he had been imagining before appeared in front of him, which gave him a great sense of impact.
"Meaning of wood!"
Dream Che is immersed in it.
"That's not right! Fire is not a combination! Hate is fire, anger is fire! Wood is supplemented, and life is also supplemented! If there is no latter two, the fire is difficult to achieve and difficult to control, which is for alchemy!
"What about the wind? When? ……”
In a trance, Mengche saw the Windy City, the statue, and the person again.
"Wind ......
"Floating leaves are the wind, bent branches are the wind, trees are the wind, and the forest is the wind......
"The smoke is the wind, the pond is the wind, the lake is the wind, and the river is the wind......
"Flying sand is the wind, walking rocks is the wind, building slopes is the wind, and cracking mountains is the wind......
"Chaos is the wind, clothes and drums are the wind, the wheel is the wind, and the sail is the wind!
"The shape of the wind cares about the blockage, the separation, and the everything!
"Go with the wind, go against the wind, melt into the ...... wind"
"Gone, gone! Where is Wu boy, what is he standing on? The White Sect Leader's sudden shouting interrupted Meng Che's thoughts. He opened his eyes, slightly displeased, but the sun was setting in the west, and he was afraid that he needed to continue on his journey.
Looking down, everyone else was pretty much up. Liu Qingshan's clothes are slightly darker, and they look only half-dry, which is estimated to be uncomfortable against his body.
Mengche jumped off the stone and landed beside Shi Cheng.
"What do you want?" Zhang Rui leaned over and asked.
"Blow the wind and look at the scenery." Dream Che replied.
"Haha, there are such scenes! We're all the same! It's all green! ”
Shi Cheng immediately disgusted and said: "You can shut up, that's called gloom!" Look at what you're talking about, it's still green, and you're not afraid of Brother Wu's jokes! Let's go! ”
Meng Che shook his head and smiled bitterly, these two, according to them, have been neighbors since childhood, born and raised together, and have a fateful friendship, but they don't deal with each other, and no one will let anyone.
……
The monotonous pace of the rapid march quickly made Yumeche forget where he was and continue to think.
"Dead leaves fly in the sand, moving with the wind. But the seeds of hairpin grass and maple can be borrowed from the wind. There are also children playing with windmills and bamboo dragonflies, and there are thousands of sails on the river.
"But the sail has limitations, and it is difficult to move an inch against the wind, and it is a thousand miles away from the wind.
"Can a man be a sail and borrow the wind around him?"
Meng Che thought for a moment and shook his head again and again. The wind has its direction, and people have no fixed posture, how can they make any movement to follow the wind.
"What if you change the direction of the wind around you and make it work your way?" As soon as Meng Che thought of this, he denied it again. Manipulating the invisible wind, isn't that an immortal trick?!
"Maybe someone can do it, but how can I hope for it?"
Sighing quietly, Yumecher continued to run. Only this time, he tried to use his legs as sails to ride against the wind!
Even he didn't realize that there was a faint blue light around his body, and his steps were even brisker!