Shang Qian was ingenious, and in the blink of an eye, she bandaged the wound of the Northern Netherworld, while the North Netherworld was slightly pale, her breath was disordered, and the injury was obviously not as light as she imagined.

"Are you okay, little prince?" Zhuang Shaoyu asked.

"It's okay, it's just a fourth-class demon spirit. The Northern Hades shook his head and said, "I was careless." ”

"Well, if you encounter a demon spirit again in the next two days, you will leave it to Zaixia, and the little prince will heal his injuries by himself. ”

"Good. ”

Chen Hang, the leader of the merchant courtyard on the side, stood there with his arms in his arms, his eyes were flat, and he seemed to have a slight disdain for this leader among the young generation of the Northern Netherworld, as the Northern Netherworld said, the strength of the fourth-class demon spirit itself can only be equivalent to the level of the Holy Heaven Realm, and the reason why the North Netherworld Festival was injured can only show that the learning and skills are not proficient, and the lack of combat experience will lead to injuries in this situation of strong asymmetry.

Lin Muyu didn't say a word, looked at the color of the sky, silently picked up some firewood, and almost lit the bonfire outside the campsite.

"Shaoxia, you sleep. Sikong Yao said happily: "I'm used to staying up late, and today I'm here to keep vigil." ”

"No, I said. ”

Lin Muyu shook his head: "I'm used to it, you all sleep, Buyi, you go to sleep too." ”

"Good. ”

Liu Buyi naturally couldn't see the current situation of the emptiness of divine power in Lin Muyu's body, and Sikong Yao, Shang Qian, Zhuang Shaoyu and others were also unable to perceive it because of the convergence ability of the Spirit Vein Technique, so they went back to the tent to rest.

At night, the sky is full of stars, and wisps of mist fall to form dew, which moistens the earth.

Lin Muyu floated back down to the trunk of the pine tree, held the Bingyuan Sword in his arms, closed his eyes, and at the same time kept vigil, he could also cultivate on his own, binding the god lock and the Qiyao Immortal Hun faintly revealed the light, absorbing and absorbing the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth to restore the master's divine power depletion, and if Lin Muyu used the spiritual vein technique, even if he was in a shallow sleep, he could sense the coming of the crisis.

Fortunately, there were no harassers other than this fourth-class demon spirit this night.

But after the dawn of the rising sun, Shang Qian and Sikong Yao had already woken up, woke up Liu Buyi and began to cook breakfast, breakfast was very simple, the cooked meat that was not eaten last night was put into the soup and reheated it, and then each person was given two pieces of Tianji City dough cakes, and after gnawing them, they went on the road, after all, this trip is far away, if it is delayed, it will probably take a year or two to return to the Tianji Empire.

......

The morning light shone on the jungle, reflecting a dazzling brilliance, Sikong Yao followed behind Lin Muyu with a pair of beautiful eyes, everyone was leading the war horse, the mountain was difficult to walk, it was impossible to continue riding here, and the war horse could only be useful on the flat ground.

"Oops, there's no way ahead. Shi Tianming, who was walking in the front, suddenly said with some complaints: "I knew that this road would definitely not be able to be passed, there were thorns in front of me, what should I do?"

"What are you afraid of in the thorn forest?"

The Northern Hades raised his eyebrows and said, "Burn it." ”

"Burn?" Shi Tianming was dumbfounded.

"Yes, burn it!"

The Northern Hades Sect floated forward, although there were injuries on his body, but it did not affect him to mention his divine power, his palm was filled with very pure fire law power, and his palm was suddenly raised, and suddenly there seemed to be a rain of fire in the air, and the thorn forest hundreds of meters in front of him were all burning in the flames, like a natural disaster.

Lin Muyu frowned, and said: "The wind is heading to the east, the flames will definitely spread to the east, the east is a very dense jungle, I'm afraid there will be a mountain fire......"

"It's fine. ”

Zhuang Shaoyu laughed, took out a fan on his waist, it was a purple gold fan, the streamer was bright, the momentum was extraordinary, at a glance, he knew that it was much more expensive than Liu Buyi's Tianji fan, Zhuang Shaoyu gently shook the fan, and the power of the wind system law was overwhelming, and said with a smile: "In this case, you just need to change the direction of the wind!"

As he spoke, the fan shook violently, and suddenly the wind whined, and the wind blew from all directions, gathering all the flames of the Thorn Forest in the Thorn Forest until the flames were extinguished, so that it would not cause any wildfires.

"Wow, what a strong wind law harnessing power. Shang Qian smiled and praised sincerely.

Zhuang Shaoyu is naturally complacent, for him, the cultivators in the younger generation are all mediocre people, and there are not many who can reach his cultivation level, and being able to show his strengths in front of the two goddesses he likes is naturally what Zhuang Shaoyu yearns for.

Liu Buyi and Shi Tianming also opened their mouths together, marveling at Zhuang Shaoyu and the Northern Nether's ability to control power, but Lin Muyu bowed his head and said silently, holding the reins and saying: "Let's go, the fire has stopped, you can go, the road ahead is slightly flat, you should be able to get on the horse." ”

Sikong Yao nodded, but looked at Lin Muyu very curiously, and asked in a low voice with a smile: "Shaoxia, what do you think of the cultivation realm of Brother Shaoyu and Little Wangye? ”

"Not bad. Lin Muyu said in a low voice.

"What do you mean it's not bad?" Sikong Yao was surprised.

Lin Muyu smiled, lowered his voice as much as possible, and said: "It's very simple, this jungle is the forbidden land of the Tianji Empire, it is the legendary Forest of No Return, and it is said that there is still a powerful demon spirit at the level of a demon emperor dormant, we ...... It's better for us to keep a low profile as much as possible and hurry up, this kind of calling for wind and rain may not be a good thing, who can resist attracting the Demon Emperor? Besides, we should be cautious every step when we are in danger, and save the greatest physical strength to deal with the crisis that comes at any time. ”

Sikong Yao seemed to be very satisfied with this answer, nodded and smiled: "Well, I completely agree, you are really different from the two of them." ”

"What's different?" Lin Muyu was interested.

Sikong Yao hesitated for a moment, couldn't say why, and pouted: "Anyway, it's different, don't say it, they're all gone, let's follow." ”

"Hmm. ”

......

The mountain breeze is warm, the morning light is clear, and the air in the mountains is very fresh, Zhuang Shaoyu, who was riding a horse in front, couldn't help but smile and said: "I haven't come out to walk for a long time, this situation and this scene really makes people feel emotional, once traveled here when I was a teenager, and listened to the teachings of the master carefully, and now I come again, but I find that the demon here is nothing more than that, and the demon emperor is just a legend, no one has ever seen it, and it is probably made up." ”

Bei Ming nodded and smiled: "Yes." ”

Zhuang Shaoyu unfolded the folding fan with a "whoosh", and said in a graceful manner: "Little Prince, I heard that the little prince is a poet and a flame, known as the first person among the rookies of the Northern Underworld Royal Family, why don't you chant a poem with such a beautiful scenery?"

Bei Yingjie chuckled: "The paper collects martial arts, Brother Shaoyu is not far behind, the younger brother doesn't dare to grab this first prize, or Brother Shaoyu will come first, and the younger brother will naturally follow." ”

"In that case, then I will be ugly, this poem is about the wind. ”

Zhuang Shaoyu took a deep breath, looked up at the mountains and rivers in the distance, and wrote a five-character poem: "The breeze echoes again, and the horses cross the hills." Laughing and talking into the fairyland, the clouds are flying. ”

"Okay!" Shang Qian clapped his hands and smiled: "Zhuang Gongzi is really good. ”

Zhuang Shaoyu was triumphant and said with a smile: "Little prince, it's your turn." ”

The Northern Underworld made a deep groan and said, "The mountain gate appears on the top of the clouds, and the fog in the forest is bleak and cold. There is no place to find immortals, only medicine pickers. ”

"Okay!" Zhuang Shaoyu high-fived and smiled: "What a place to find immortals!"

Sikong Yao and Shang Qian also smiled and cheered.

At this time, Zhuang Shaoyu's eyes fell on Lin Muyu, who was silently hurrying, and said, "Since it is a three-person competition, is Shaoxia also here to write a poem to help the fun?"

"I don't know how to write, so I don't need it, right?" Lin Muyu said.

"Shaoxia, don't be too humble, look at your words and deeds must be an elegant person, besides, you are the distinguished guest of Miss Sikong Yao, Tianji Continent has always advocated both civil and military excellence, how can Shaoxia not be able to compose poetry, if he can't even write poetry, how can he be a guest of Tianji Sect?" Zhuang Shaoyu was aggressive.

The Northern Underworld also laughed dryly: "Yes, young heroes don't have to be modest, a stick of incense can always make a poem." ”

"No need. ”

Lin Muyu rode his horse forward, and recited a poem in a flowing manner: "Panasonic asked the boy, and the teacher went to collect medicine." Only in this mountain, the clouds are deep and do not know where. ”

“......”

“......”

Everyone was shocked, and after a while, Beiming clapped his hands and said: "Good poetry, good poetry, good ...... Good artistic conception, I didn't expect that Shaoxia is really a masterpiece of both civil and military, not simple, not simple!"

"The little prince praised it falsely. Lin Muyu sneered in his heart, I am familiar with 300 Tang poems, you sour guys want to fight poems with me, isn't this a road in heaven that you don't go, and there is no way to break into hell?

Zhuang Shaoyu smiled lukewarmly: "I just saw a little bit of the same literary style, as for the martial arts of both civil and martial arts, I don't know when I will be lucky enough to see Shaoxia's martial arts cultivation?"

"Definitely. Lin Muyu smiled faintly, at this time, the divine power in his body had recovered to about sixty percent, it was not a problem to make a move, the problem was that he couldn't face a demon spirit at the demon king level, that would only humiliate himself, besides, Chen Hang, who had the highest cultivation in this line, was at least a god king-level strength, he didn't speak, and it was better for him to keep a low profile.

......

At this moment, a "rustling" sound suddenly came from the bushes in the distance, and many blades of grass could be faintly seen, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"A guest has arrived!" Zhuang Shaoyu said coldly.

The guest was none other than a pack of wolves.

Lin Muyu's spiritual vein technique has long sensed this group of wolves, but these wolves have a low cultivation, and their necks are full of patterns, a total of nine colors, they are the legendary ninth-class demon spirits, and their strength is equivalent to the five hundred year spirit beasts of the Broken Ding Realm at most, which is not worth mentioning, the only thing that makes people afraid is that there are more than the number of these demon spirit wolves, not to mention more than thirty.

"It's a wolf hunt. ”

Sikong Yao smiled slightly: "Our luck is really good, we encountered wolves on the first day of entering the mountain." ”