All the way north, more than 200 Yan riders walked with the reins a little indifferent, with a bit of sadness in their expressions.

This trip is destined to be unstable, but the military order is difficult to disobey, and the choice between dying immediately and possibly living is not difficult to make.

And the people who escorted the grain and grass with more than 100 people were as thin as firewood, and their faces were full of numbness.

Looking at these Yan Qi and Minfu, more than a dozen disciples of Mochi Yuan suppressed the uneasiness and dissatisfaction in their hearts, and scattered around to be vigilant.

For a while, the huge pressure was like a dark cloud over everyone's heads, making the atmosphere of the entire team seem a little depressed and dull.

If it weren't for the Moshan Mountain at the back of the team who stayed safely on a carriage belonging to the Mochi Garden, these young disciples who left the Great River Country for the first time would have been completely panicked.

Xu Chuan rode a horse leisurely and followed behind the carriage of Moshan Mountain without hurrying.

Yesterday, he and Mo Shanshan had a tacit understanding and did not mention the matter of breaking into the hot springs again, and when he proposed to enter the wasteland with the disciples of Mochi Garden, Mo Shanshan thought for a long time and did not refuse.

She just hoped that if this trip was dangerous, he would be able to take care of the disciples of Ink Pond Garden when she couldn't take care of it.

She didn't want the disciples of Ink Pond Garden to go back, and there was only a handful of ashes left.

When she said these words, her expression was very serious, and there was a little pleading.

He was silent for a moment and asked her a question.

"Why do you believe me, aren't you afraid that I will be unfavorable to the disciples of Ink Pond Garden?"

Mo Shanshan smiled, his smile was extraordinarily quiet and moving, and he said in a rather confident tone: "I believe that a person who can wield such a mighty river sword intent will not be that kind of villain who flies and dogs."

Hearing this, he was stunned, and then chuckled.

......

The memories in his mind gradually faded, Xu Chuan looked at the snow mass accumulated among the withered yellow grass, and listened to the roaring eagle from nowhere, with a sense of lightness in his heart.

If it is a normal situation, there should not be too much chaos on this trip.

However, when he saw a familiar figure in the people escorting grain and grass in front of him, he knew that chaos was still coming after all.

This time, Ning Que did not blend into the Ink Pond Garden, but blended into the more inconspicuous team of people.

Speaking of which, he is careful enough not to be discovered, however, he has been tasked by the military, and his whereabouts are under the control of the military.

And the military knows, which means that Xiahou already knows.

Ning Que killed a lot of people in Chang'an City, not every time he went to Xiaoshu to take the blame for him, it was actually a matter of time before he was discovered, although because he had now entered the second floor and become a disciple of the master, many things could only be stopped.

But his motive for killing these people had already stabbed Xiahou in an instant.

Because all the people who died were related to the case of the destruction of the General's Mansion fifteen years ago.

Ning Que, the fish that slipped through the net, naturally entered Xiahou's sight for the first time.

Ning Que, who had become a disciple of the master, had already made Xiahou feel the crisis, so he would definitely do whatever it took to attack and kill Ning Que on the wasteland this time.

Xu Chuan sighed, but he had no intention of recognizing Ning Que, now that he looked like this, Ning Que might feel familiar, but he definitely couldn't recognize him. ….

He shook his head, and didn't take these things to heart, Ning Que's matter was just a small trouble for him, as long as his identity was not exposed, there would probably not be any big problems.

At this time, the lynx girl rode a big horse to his side, her small body looked particularly petite on the horse, and the fluffy headband on her head made her look even more cute.

She cautiously approached him, her big eyes full of curiosity and inquiry, and asked in a low voice, "Hey, what did you say to the mountain lord yesterday, why did the mountain lord agree to let you go with us?"

Xu Chuan swayed on the horse's back and glanced sideways at her, and said with a smile, "Why do you think it is?"

The Tmall girl thought about it seriously and said in confusion, "I can't think of it

, I think the mountain lord is already very kind if he didn't beat you to death."

Xu Chuan tugged at the corners of his mouth, and asked with an unknown expression, "Why did you mountain lord such an amiable person beat me to death?"

The lynx girl snorted lightly and said angrily, "It's not because you saw something you shouldn't see in the hot spring, which ruined the innocence of the mountain lord!"

Her voice was a little louder, instantly attracting the attention of several disciples of the Ink Pond Garden around her, and when she heard the words coming from her ears, their expressions instantly became extremely exciting.

In fact, they were also very strange about the appearance of Xu Chuan, a stranger, but at this moment, it seems that the case has been solved.

Looking at Xu Chuan's expression, it became more and more strange.

Zhihua's face was slightly gloomy, and he immediately stepped forward and scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about, don't stop talking about it!"

The lynx girl knew that she had done something bad, and hurriedly rode to the front of the group.

Chu Zhihua sighed helplessly, rode his horse to Xu Chuan's side, and said loudly, "Why should Mr. mess around with children."

The rest of the team may not know where the sword intent of the big river came from yesterday, but as the backbone of the Mochi Garden, which is second only to Mo Shanshan, she naturally learned the news from Mo Shanshan for the first time.

There are countless strong people in this world, but there are few people in the world who can easily use the hands of the lynx girl to wield such a powerful and incomparable river sword intent.

Such a strong person is enough to easily kill all of them in the Ink Pond Garden, and since the other party has not shown any malice towards the Ink Pond Garden, it is a good thing.

So naturally, she can't ask the other party anything with something that is difficult to mention.

Xu Chuan smiled slightly, and said softly, "I'm sorry."

Chu Zhihua shook his head and said, "I don't mean to blame Mr., it's just that there are some things related to the reputation of the mountain master, sir..." She paused in her tone, did not continue, and said, "The mountain lord wants to see you, can the gentleman get into the carriage and talk about it."

Xu Chuan was slightly stunned, then nodded, and said, "Since your mountain master has been invited, I naturally have nothing to do."

On the carriage, the faint fragrance lingers on the tip of the nose accompanied by the refreshing scent of ink, which is very comfortable.

The carriage was neither big nor small, but it was big enough to put a bookcase.

When Xu Chuan walked into the carriage, Mo Shanshan was concentrating on writing something, and his appearance was quite similar to the curtain with hairpins.

But it looks a little less gentle, and a little more inexplicably deserted. ….

Maybe it had something to do with her always calm, unfocused eyes.

After getting into the carriage, Mo Shanshan did not speak, still focused on writing, and Xu Chuan naturally sat next to her, quietly watching her write.

After a while, Mo Shanshan put away his pen, turned his head to look at Xu Chuan, and said softly, "What does Mr. think of my words?"

Xu Chuan smiled and said, "The bookworm's words are naturally the best in the world." However, he immediately shook his head and said, "It's a pity, there are still some shortcomings in temperament, otherwise, with your qualifications, I am afraid that you should have entered the threshold of a rune master a long time ago."

"Gas?" Mo Shanshan was a little distracted, she lowered her eyes slightly, and said softly, "My master has also said something similar, but I still don't understand it a little."

Xu Chuan looked at the beautiful side face of Moshan Mountain, and the picture he saw in the hot spring that day suddenly appeared in his mind.

He immediately shook his head, put those scenes away, stretched out his hand to Mo Shanshan and said, "Maybe you can lend me something?"

Mo Shanshan was stunned, and then naturally put the pen in Xu Chuan's hand.

The fingertips touched, making her heart a little hot inexplicably.

Xu Chuan couldn't help but look at her twice, then picked up the pen and concentrated for a while, and then wrote two words on the white paper of the bookcase.

'Great river! ，

Mo Shanshan looked at Xu Chuan's brushstrokes, as if there was really a mighty river falling from the sky, surging and incomparable.

And this is not over, Xu Chuan followed closely and wrote the words "light" and "darkness".

In an instant, Mo Shanshan seemed to see

Dazzling light emerged, and in an instant, it turned into boundless darkness.

In the end, Xu Chuan wrote down four words.

'The saint is nameless,

A strong sense of divine consciousness and rules surged in the midst of it, and the space inside the entire carriage seemed to transform into another world.

Faintly, Mo Shanshan felt that the bottleneck of his own cultivation was loosening, and the path of the rune master seemed to have been clearly displayed in front of him.

There are even more, farther, and more unpredictable mysteries that are vaguely presented between the lines, making her unconsciously want to explore them deeply.

Soon, however, the strokes began to blur, and her eyebrows began to ache faintly, and the next moment, the words were directly out of the paper and poured into her mind, as if a sledgehammer had smashed into it.

She snorted, and the feeling of dizziness and dizziness welled up at the same time, making her feel as if she was drowning, and it was extremely painful.

It wasn't until a hint of coolness emerged from her eyebrows that she was instantly relieved from the painful situation.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Xu Chuan's fingers falling on the center of her eyebrows, and it was the cool breath from the other party's fingertips that made her recover.

At this moment, her whole body was half-nestled in the other party's arms, very weak.

When Xu Chuan saw that she was sober, he withdrew his hand, supported her and whispered, "Is it better? I'm sorry to cause you to be like this."

Mo Shanshan shook his head and said in a somewhat bitter tone, "It's me who is greedy, and too wonderful cultivation books can't be easily read, this is the common knowledge of the cultivation world."

She just didn't expect that now that she was in the realm of the Cave Xuan, she had even stepped into the realm of a rune master in half a step, and there were still words in this world that she couldn't read. ….

Her clear gaze fell on the bookcase, and if she didn't look deep into it, it would not affect her if she explored the mystery contained in the words.

At this moment, these few numbers have surpassed most of the precious things in the world in her eyes.

Love books and become obsessed, and the name of bookworm is by no means groundless.

She raised her head slightly, pursed her thin lips, and asked in a somewhat cautious tentative tone, "Can you give me these words?"

Xu Chuan said softly, "This is written for you." He looked at Mo Shanshan's slightly round lovely cheeks and reminded, "You haven't entered the knowledge of your destiny yet, don't look at it for too long, and when you enter the knowledge of your destiny, it doesn't hurt to study it well."

Mo Shanshan nodded lightly, but he still couldn't help but feel a little discouraged in his heart.

There are three idiots in the world, what a big name, but now they are not even qualified to want to take a good look at a few words.

Her slight gaze fell on Xu Chuan's face, looking at this face that seemed to be a different person from yesterday, and couldn't help asking, "Who are you?"

......

A few days passed in a flash, and there was nothing worth mentioning about the boring rush life.

However, since that time, when he was on the road in the future, he would be invited by Mo Shanshan to get into her carriage and exchange some things about calligraphy practice.

And at this time, he will return to his original self.

In fact, he hid his identity just to reduce trouble, but in front of Mo Shanshan, there was not much need to hide his identity.

Moreover, he doesn't have any too special identity.

It's nothing more than offending Xiling and the Hanging Temple.

Although Mo Shanshan has always disliked those worldly worlds, even she has heard of Xu Chuan's deeds.

Especially after he defeated Liu Bai not long ago, he confirmed the news that the Ruling Temple said that he had become the number one in the Heavenly Book and Day Scroll.

The strongest man in the world just sat in his carriage and exchanged calligraphy with himself, even if Mo Shanshan was one of the three idiots in the world, he was in a trance for a moment.

With such a strong man in charge, there is probably no need to worry about the safety of this trip.

But if Xiling knew that Xu Chuan was in their team in Mochi Garden, the trouble that might be caused would not be small.

Therefore, if she can, she still hopes that Xu Chuan can hide it well

own identity.

After all, Xu Chuan may not be afraid of Xiling, but once Xiling is held responsible, Mochiyuan can't stop it, her master can't stop it, and she naturally can't stop it.

......

In the depths of the wasteland, a fiery red figure had already arrived at the Left Tent Royal Court, and compared to the desolate person who was already much quieter at the moment, she put more thoughts on the Demon Sect Mountain Gate, and the news of the appearance of the Heavenly Book Scroll from nowhere.

There are seven volumes of Heavenly Books, and since the Great Divine Officer of Light was involved in the wasteland with the words of Heavenly Books thousands of years ago and founded the Demon Sect, there has been no time when the seven volumes gathered.

If she can use the cultivation of the Knowing Destiny Realm to bring the Heavenly Book Ming Scroll back to Zhishouguan, the Judgment Divine Seat on the Peach Mountain may be able to sit on it instead.

In another part of the grassland, on the shore of a turquoise lake, Li was slowly cooking, a pot of delicious mutton soup.

The master looked dryly at the bowl while lamenting the impermanence of fate. ….

"Xu Chuan, this guy."

He let out a long sigh.

But in this world, many things can't be hidden from him, especially the great changes brought about by Xu Chuan's appearance.

For example, Ning Que easily defeated Longqing, for example, Wei Guangming fell before entering Chang'an, and for example, Liu Bai, who was still recuperating from serious injuries at the moment.

At this time, Li slowly looked to the north and said, "Master, those are the horse thieves?"

The Master picked up a piece of delicious mutton and ate it with great pleasure, and then said, "That's not your concern, you should come and eat meat now."

Li slowly became a little worried, "Little junior brother will be in danger."

The master shook his head and said, "Your little junior brother is very good at dealing with horse thieves, so he won't be too embarrassed, not to mention, that guy is also there, Liu Bai can't beat him, what's there to worry about?"

Li slowly moved slightly, and he was also a little emotional.

Facing Liu Bai, even if he had already entered the distance, he did not dare to easily enter the distance of one foot in front of the other party.

I remembered the first time I felt the breath of Xu Chuan, when I was still in Beishan Road, and there was only the Dongxuan realm.

Now, in just one year, he is so powerful that he can't even understand it.

Even if it weren't for the master, he wouldn't have sensed that the other party was in the ranks of the junior disciples.

He couldn't help but ask, "Master, what is his origin?"

......

At the same time, the camp where the ink pond was transporting grain and grass, the terrible sound of feathered arrows breaking through the air, like a sharp flute, instantly made everyone nervous.

Looking at it, in a handful of smoke and dust, more than 100 barbarians wrapped in animal skin and cotton armor revealed the lineup.

They shouted, approaching the team a little frantically, and when they approached a certain distance, they quickly staggered with the Yan cavalry who were ready to attack, and had no intention of handing over alone.

It's just that it's not far away, and it's obvious that they've completely set their sights on this grain delivery team.

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