Chapter 58: Ink Drawing
"This disciple of the Remnant Sword Sect is really like a mad dog, and the entire Xiqi Mountain is their figure, damn it...... This group of rabbit cubs, the top ten forces in the dignified Horn of the Heavens, are they so laborious for the sake of our three adventurers?!" In a pile of grass, looking at a disciple of the Remnant Sword Sect who had just inspected the past, Xiao Liu scolded a little angrily. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
"Maybe it's not just for us, the reason why they are so carefully calculated, and after a big circle, it is still the attention of the ink map, which can arouse the things that the Qingxuanmen and the Remnant Sword Sect attach so much importance to, I am curious about what is recorded on it?" Sister Dao groaned slightly, and her eyes narrowed slightly.
Chu Yang was silent, touched the package in front of him, and his delicate little face frowned slightly.
Under the leadership of the big yellow dog, in order to bypass the people of the Remnant Sword Sect and the Qingxuanmen, Chu Yang and several people specially made a big circle in the mountains, which was originally a three-day journey, but it took nearly five days before they came out of the vast Xiqi Mountain.
The wide official road, the endless flatness, without the mountains and trees to cover it, people's vision has become extremely broad, taking a few deep breaths of fresh air, Chu Yang raised his little face to let the warm sun shine on his face, and enjoyed the comfort of this moment lazily.
"It's finally out, I thought that seven days of this mission would be enough, but I didn't expect it to take nearly half a month. Sister Dao sighed, looking at the mountain range behind her that had entered and exited countless times, and for the first time there were turbulent ripples in her heart.
The eyelids jumped slightly, Chu Yang turned his head and glanced at the mountains with dark eyes, and for a while his heart was full of emotion, and he couldn't calm down for a long time, as a fledgling newcomer, he experienced the baptism of blood for the first time in this mountain, and completed the transformation from a rookie to an adventurer, and the scimitar behind him was quiet, this knife accompanied him from birth and death in this mountain forest, witnessed his growth, and opened the blade for the first time, and saw blood.
Looking back, he couldn't help but be a little embarrassed.
At first, he just wanted to find a place to practice the Demon Sutra and find a cold ice grass that suppressed the fire in the center of the earth, and the reason why he joined the adventurer's union was because he had never entered the mountain and had no experience, and he was afraid of getting lost in the mountains and forests, or accidentally breaking into the cave of the demon beast and being devoured, and he needed to be led by experienced adventurers;
His plan is very simple and goal-oriented, but the plan is far from keeping up with the changes, who would have thought that he joined a team of adventurers by mistake, and he actually fell into the trap that the eldest lady of Qingxuanmen painstakingly managed, so as to pull out a series of so many things.
His original plan was stranded, the Demon Sutra was not cultivated, and the Cold Ice Grass was not found, but he was constantly struggling on the verge of crisis, but despite this, his harvest was greater than he imagined before entering the mountain, and this was enough for him.
He didn't expect it, maybe Mo Zhiqing didn't expect that a subconscious move by her, a guy who recruited indiscriminately, would ruin everything she had worked so hard to manage in the end, if she had expected all this, Mo Zhiqing would rather wait for a while longer, but she was afraid and unwilling to ask for this young swordsman who did her good deeds, right?!
"Heizi, leopard, we have known each other for some years, this time we are good, if you are lonely at this time of year, come to the little sixth brother for a drink. A hot wind blew, and on the official road outside the mountain, the three of them looked at the mountain range where the bones of their teammates were buried, and they were silent for a long time.
When entering the mountain, there were five people in a team, and only three people were left out of the mountain, a cruel contrast, the delicate little face drooped slightly, and the teenager at this time seemed to understand, why people say that adventurers are a group of guys whose heads are pinned to the waistband of their trousers, this profession is really cruel, and there is a possibility of losing their heads all the time.
"Sister Dao, Nuo, this is the ink map snatched back from Mo Feng. ”
Outside the Weicheng Gate, there was an endless stream of pedestrians, Chu Yang's little face moved slightly, as if he remembered something, and handed the package in his arms to Sister Dao on the side.
The hideous scar on Sister Dao's beautiful face moved slightly, the things in this package are what the two major forces of Qingxuanmen and Remnant Sword Sect have been trying to get, if others get such a valuable thing like Chu Yang, I am afraid that they have already been greedy and selfish, and they will definitely not take it out.
The young man in front of him had very clear eyes, without the slightest hint of hypocrisy and fraud, Sister Dao nodded secretly and had a little more good impression of the young man in his heart, after all, there are not many people who can be as honest as the young man in front of him now, she couldn't help but be a little curious, after the Xuanting Club became famous five years ago, what has this nationally famous young owner experienced in the past five years, and only then did a sixteen-year-old boy become so calm and demonic.
Sister Dao didn't pick up the package, she shook her head, asked Chu Yang to put the package away, and then said slowly: "This mission is a bit unexpected, the original intention of the mission is to find the five-colored flower, this thing is not in the task, it is what you get and should belong to you." ”
After a pause, Sister Dao seemed to think of something, and reminded Chu Yang: "By the way, when we came out of Hantan, in addition to the people from the Remnant Sword Sect and the Qingxuanmen, we also encountered a group of guys who were not weak to fight this thing, it seems that the last page of this ink map was snatched by a leader of the other party, you have to be careful, I'm afraid those guys won't give up this thing easily." ”
"Really?"
Chu Yang was slightly stunned, he didn't expect that there would be such a thing, and only then did he suddenly realize why Mo Zhiqing was such a shrewd person, and when he saw him that night, he was so sure that he was from a certain force and asked his comrades repeatedly, it turned out that he had learned from the past.
"This time the matter is not small, Xiaoliu and I have to go back to the president first and tell him to decide, this matter is said to be our adventurer union's unfavorable monitoring of the other party to take advantage of the loophole, the responsibility is ours, our adventurer guild owes you a favor, if you encounter any trouble, even if you come to the guild to find me, whether it is a personal relationship or a business, I will do my best to help you." With a slight groan, Sister Dao promised the young man.
The Adventurer's Guild is mysterious and powerful, and it is not under the jurisdiction of any force, and being able to make it owe a favor is undoubtedly an extra layer of security for Chu Yang.
In the past few days, Chu Yang learned from Xiao Liu's mouth that Sister Dao is not an ordinary adventurer, her identity in the Adventurer Guild is not ordinary, she is an insider of the guild and has a very high status, in the Weicheng Adventurer Guild, there are not many people who can speak on behalf of the entire Weicheng Adventurer Guild, but Sister Dao is definitely one.
Generally speaking, Sister Dao is not easy to take on the task, but this mission is very special, the location painted on the map is very hidden, even experienced adventurers may not be able to find it, in order to successfully complete the task, Sister Dao had to go out of the mountain, only then did she have the next twists and turns of the experience.
After a few words of greeting, they dispersed, Sister Dao took Xiaoliu back to the Adventurer's Guild, Chu Yang found an inn, opened an upper room, took a comfortable hot bath, relieved the fatigue of the past half a month, slept soundly for a while, and changed into a new clothes.
The clothes he originally entered the mountain had already been stained with blood, and there were all kinds of holes on it, and he could see floating strips of cloth when he walked.
After washing up, his whole person looked a lot more energetic than before, but his face was still faintly pale, and the sequelae left by his forced opening of the knife heart several times were too great, and they could not be adjusted in a short time.
Mental state usually refers to a person's mental state, if the mind is depleted, it will lead to mental malaise, such as not being able to concentrate for a long time, or being easily tired, etc...... For cultivators, it is often necessary to cultivate the mind and nourish the mind, and when the mind is calm and relaxed, the cultivation will get twice the result with half the effort, on the contrary, if the mind is depleted, it will make the cultivator unable to concentrate, which will affect the cultivation speed or anything the cultivator does.
Although the sword heart is infinitely wonderful, it cannot be used as you like.
After being at ease, as if remembering something, Chu Yang took out the package that fell from Mo Feng's body and placed it on the four-wood table, "What is this ink map, which can cause the two famous forces of the Qingxuanmen and the Remnant Sword Sect to go so hard to do so?!"
Eyebrows raised slightly, after the package was opened, Ling Chu Yang was a little disappointed, there was no precious jade, jade, or any spirit weapon in it, but a palm-sized booklet, the booklet was extremely simple, and the ink paint on the black cover of the package had fallen off.
Chu Yangwan'er, a little hesitant, still patiently opened the simple booklet, there are very few things recorded on the booklet, and the most laughable thing is the things recorded on it, sometimes circles, sometimes boxes, like a child bored drawing graffiti on paper.
"Hoo ......"
Taking a deep breath, Chu Yang patiently continued to flip back, and the thing behind was no longer a simple symbol, but a font with many symbols piled together, that kind of font seemed to have some age, and it was very complicated, even for the study of ancient characters, he couldn't see a little bit of it.
Chu Yang frowned slightly, when he was young, his father had taught him a lot of ancient characters and traditional characters, although he was not very proficient, but he could still identify some simple ancient characters of a specific era, but the ancient characters recorded in the back of this booklet, he didn't recognize any of them.
"It is said that there were some mysterious tribes in ancient times, and their writing had the unique atmosphere of their own tribe, which was different from the common writing, and had their own lineage.