Chapter 22: Some Legends
Li Xiangyun glanced at Ning Tian and bowed slightly.
"Thank you Shaoxia for coming to the rescue, I will tell my father about this matter and let him reward him." Li Xiangyun said.
Shaoxia, that sounds good.
"It's just a gesture, no one can get out at that time, and the princess is serious." Xuanyang said.
On weekdays, Ning Tian rarely spoke in Danjian Pavilion, and at this time, when he was a master, he naturally had to stand up and say a few words.
"I also have to thank Daoist Xuanyang for his help this time, otherwise the little woman's life will have to be explained here." Li Xiangyun said.
"You're better at talking than the one surnamed Sue." Xuanyang laughed twice.
Su Zhiyuan didn't care about this, but clenched his fist at Li Xiangyun.
"Princess, this place is full of dangers, and I have been on the road for a long time, but I still have to go through the Valley of the Gods." Su Zhiyuan said.
"General Su knows more about the march than I do, so General Su will decide." Li Xiangyun said.
Su Zhiyuan bowed down, began to prepare the cavalry, and then moved forward again, and the princess returned to the carriage, and the rainy night was long.
Ning Tian watched the rain fall in the sky and reached out to pick it up, but Xuanyang was a little frightened by what had just happened.
After all, Ning Tian couldn't see anything just now, and it was unexpected to be able to deal with that little ghost.
I thought that Su Zhiyuan had some ability, but these things of the Six Divine Dao were extremely treacherous, and they completely turned Su Zhiyuan around.
This precious apprentice of his own will be a strong contender for ascension in the future, and he can't die here.
The horse team began to move forward, it didn't matter to Ning Tian, he was sitting on the carriage, although it was only the edge of the carriage, it was much stronger than those who rode horses.
After counting the number of people, there were now only three hundred and sixty-two people left of the three thousand iron horsemen.
The number of people who lost was not small.
Ning Tian felt that this time the Southern Tang Kingdom Lord was expected to be furious, and he must have offered a reward for the heads of the Six Divine Dao throughout the country.
The next six Shinto people will not have a good time.
Although the realm of the lord of the country is not high, it is said that there are also several powerful servants in the dark temple.
Now the six gods are moving the youngest daughter of Nantang Guozhu's favorite, and the people of the dark temple are estimated to appear.
But what made him a little confused now was that the two old monks in Jackdaw Ferry and the two monks in Huoluo City were not from the Six Divine Dao?
After all, there is no big sun and dark sky among the six gods that Master said just now.
This made Ning Tian a little strange, but it was difficult to figure it out, he simply stopped thinking about it, and instead operated the Blazing Yang True Qi in his body.
He first absorbed the spiritual power into his body, and then ran it once a week, transforming it into the Blazing Sun True Qi.
That's what he's going to do.
Cultivation was a boring path, Ning Tian had become accustomed to it a lot, and the true qi in his body was getting more and more, forming a full state in the dantian.
According to the current state, Ning Tian felt that he would soon be able to enter the late stage of refining and refining qi.
I don't know if it's because of the battle.
"A few useful lessons can really help you improve faster, and it will greatly improve your proficiency in the operation of the week." Xuanyang seemed to have seen Ning Tian's doubts.
Sometimes, a good teacher can really help his disciples a lot on the path of cultivation.
"Didn't you notice that your Sundays had gotten faster?" Xuanyang said.
Ning Tian really didn't notice this, he had just been completely immersed in it, and he didn't care about the passage of time.
Xuanyang laughed, there was no way to have a good talent, according to his experience, before he arrived in the Southern Tang Capital, Ning Tian would be able to step into the late stage of refining and refining qi.
At this speed, he will soon be able to catch up with his fellow brothers.
This night road traveled until dawn, and they passed the Valley of the Gods, and when they first saw the Valley of the Gods, Ning Tian's feelings were mysterious.
What is hidden in that thick white mist?
If the monk is not related to the Six Shinto, then why is the location marked in the Valley of the Gods?
All kinds of questions followed, but in the end, they were all washed away by exhaustion, and Ning Tian couldn't do the realm of Xuanyang sleepless for a few days, so he found a tree to sleep at will.
He has experienced a lot of such things, so he is not used to it, and the person who guards is naturally replaced by Xuanyang.
After a great battle, the samurai were tired.
When it was noon, Ning Tian was woken up by the sound of preparation, and he looked up in confusion and looked around.
A bowl of hot soup was placed in front of him, it was boiled from air-dried bacon, and although it tasted average, it filled his stomach.
With this soup, Ning Tian can eat four breads!
The result of too many people dying is that the food is not worried at all, and no matter how much Ning Tian eats, it will not interfere with anything.
What's more, they had all seen Ning Tian's means of solving that little ghost at that time, and now that Ning Tian ate more, they didn't complain at all.
After eating, it was a long journey, and the next road was easier, and the chariot of the princess of the Southern Tang Dynasty was not something that anyone dared to rob.
Except for a madman like Rokushindo who can be so reckless, no one else really can do this.
Ning Tian was very concerned about the affairs of the Six Divine Dao, after all, almost all of the situation on his body was caused by these people.
The monk's map points to the Valley of the Gods, and there are people from the Six Divine Ways in the Valley of the Gods, so it is difficult to explain that the two have nothing to do with each other.
So when it was time to eat, Ning Tian came to Xuanyang's side.
"Master, do you know what the big sun and dark sky are?" Ning Tian asked.
"It's a dark day?" A trace of doubt appeared on Xuanyang's face, "I've never heard of it, where did you hear it?" ”
"I heard it when I was back home." Ning Tian asked.
He didn't dare to ask before, just for fear of being connected with the Six Divine Paths, but now, the Six Divine Ways seemed to have nothing to do with the Great Sun and Black Sky, so he spoke.
It's just that what he didn't expect was that even his master Xuanyang didn't know what was going on.
"There are a lot of legends in these states, and it's not surprising that you hear them." Xuanyang said, "But most of this kind of thing is absurd legends. ”
This is not a legend, Ning Tian said in his heart.
Right now, this great day is still hanging in front of his eyes, and it is easy to fall into it if he sees too much of the light of the fireflies.
Ning Tian has been becoming more and more afraid to open his eyes recently, and can only try to avoid the brilliance of this great day.
"But there are some things, don't touch them!" Xuanyang's tone became serious.
Ning Tian couldn't understand what it meant, but he could hear the warning in Xuanyang's tone.
"I've heard my father say something, the six gods worshiped by the Six Gods seem to be all foreign gods." A clear voice rang out.
Ning Tian raised his head and saw that the porcelain doll-like princess walked out of the carriage at some point.
"Princess, this scorching sun ......" Su Zhiyuan raised his head.
Under the sun, Li Xiangyun's expression looked very weak.