The blazing sun hung high in the sky, and the north wind struck, not bringing a trace of coolness, but instead rolling up a heat wave to ravage the land.

On the wide official road, a man and a horse walked alone, the horses panting, drooping their heads, full of fatigue and listlessness, and the trees and grass on both sides were also bent over by the scorching weather.

Immediately, the young man looked into the distance with the emerald green sword on his back, and as far as his eyes could see, there was no anxiety on his face, no beads of sweat, only calm, his waist was straight, and he didn't seem to care about the arrogant sun above his head.

Chu Zhao has been away from Runing City for more than half a month, and is now in Bingzhou.

Although Jian San's injuries have not healed, the "cold qi" and "bloody qi" in his body have been forced out by Changchun Zhenren, and he only needs to recuperate carefully, half a month ago, Wang Jun took Jian San and set off to return to the Sword Pavilion.

Thinking about the scene before parting, Chu Zhao sat on the horse's back and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Chu Zhao, listen to this girl, for the sake of the third uncle's recovery and your one-ten-thousandth credit, this girl will not worry about you for the time being, and I will break your three legs at the 'Qingyun Conference' next year!"

"Miss, that's too rough to say. Jian San said while lying on the carriage with a face covering his face.

Changchun Zhenren looked at Chu Zhao and Wang Jun with interest, and did not feel that there was anything wrong, and a kind smile appeared on his face.

Wang Zhong, who has always regarded Wang Jun as a fairy, has a loveless expression.

Is this still the cold and jade Sword Pavilion lady in his eyes?

After going down the mountain for nearly two months, Chu Zhao met a half-friend, a friend named Wang Zhong, with mediocre qualifications but dreaming of becoming a generation of swordsmen, and half of his friend was Wang Jun, who viciously wanted to teach him a lesson and break his three legs.

Chu Zhao, who had nothing else in his life but revenge, suddenly had other thoughts in his heart.

He was looking forward to Wang Zhong's future, but he didn't know if he would be able to see that day with his own eyes.

When separating from Wang Zhong, Chu Zhao handed him two secret books, one was for cultivating the heart method, and the other was the sword method, the heart method was a treasure of a sect town that had long been lost, and the sword method was tailor-made for him when he got along with Wang Zhong.

It is unknown whether the swordsmanship is advanced or not, but the mental technique is definitely the best in the world.

The mental method "Great River Potential", three hundred years ago, the Great River Sword Sect was a peerless school.

Thinking of the restraint, excitement, and gratitude of Wang Zhong when he parted with Wang Zhong, Chu Zhao muttered.

"This road is full of thorns, if you can go through it, there may not be no place for you in the future cultivation world. ”

Wang Zhong's qualifications are mediocre, and if he wants to achieve something, he must take an extraordinary path, either his wish come true, or he will continue to be unknown.

Chu Zhao went all the way north to the Tianshan Mountains.

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Bingzhou is close to Northern Mongolia, but it is not a frontier important place of the Dafeng Dynasty, all because of this place has a moat barrier, it is difficult to spread out a battle for life and death militarily.

Hulukou, Huaichao Pass, Yufeng Pass, these three places have a husband when the pass is not open to the might, since ancient times there is a pass can be the enemy of a million divisions, the Central Plains and the battle of North Mongolia, never saw North Mongolia can break through and state three passes, invade the Central Plains.

The superior geographical environment and good geographical location make the "three passes" not only a fortress against the enemy, but also an important place for trade.

Every year, the number of goods in and out of Sanguan reaches tens of millions of silver.

The two countries compete, the most dangerous is the border pass, the biggest profit is also the border pass, every year there are countless businessmen who risk their lives to cross the border to do business, earn huge profits, of course, there are countless unlucky ghosts who want money and don't want to die here.

At the beginning of July, after half a month of scorching heat, Yufengguan suddenly rained, and the torrential rain poured down like a heavenly river, flooding the heavens and the earth, and seeing nothing, dispelling all the heat and bringing a bit of coolness.

On the official road for more than ten miles, a caravan was drenched in heavy rain, hurrying away, and more than ten carriages were full of goods, crushing the ground and making a tooth-aching sound.

The caravan of more than 30 people drove the carriage anxiously, and the raindrops were the size of local ripe and sweet Luo jujubes, and they smashed on people's faces and hurt.

"Hurry up, everyone! There's a cave in front of you that you can use to shelter from the rain!"

The leader of the caravan, who was very familiar with his surroundings all year round, shouted loudly in a rain shuttle, but was drowned out by the sound of the rain.

The carriage and the guards were busy in a mess, and a slender and thin figure hurriedly came to the leader, and said in a hurried tone: "Daddy is not good, the oilcloth is running water, and the tea leaves are wet, what should we do?"

Hearing this, the team leader touched his face with his rough big hands, looked up at the pouring rain falling from the sky, his thick eyebrows frowned, and he said angrily: "How much can I protect, this thief is hateful." ”

Fortunately, they took the official road, and the Dafeng Dynasty repaired the official road leading to the border pass very well, and the ground was not so muddy, and everyone worked together to finally see a large cave.

"Porcelain was thrown outside, cloth and tea were transported into the cave quickly!"

When the team leader saw the cave, he hurriedly beckoned the guys, and moved faster.

The cave was large enough to accommodate all the wagons loaded with tea and cloth to hide from the rain, and when the team leader helped the men push the last cart of cloth into the cave, he looked up and found that the cave was originally occupied.

The originally spacious cave became crowded at this time due to six carriages and a team of more than 30 people.

Chu Zhao led the horses and hid in the outermost corner of the cave entrance to make room for them, watching the torrential rain falling from the sky to himself.

The team leader is a middle-aged uncle, with a frosty face, he beckoned everyone to quickly find some waste wood in the cave to live warm, throw away the thoroughly soaked tea leaves, and hope to let the damp tea leaves and cloth dry.

A rainstorm caused him a lot of losses, at least two truckloads of goods had to be thrown away, although the merchant had seen it for many years, but his heart was still full of loss.

The caravan raised a bonfire to keep warm and cook, and the smell of rice wafted through the cave, which aroused the appetite, and the leader took a look at the young man who had been silent since they entered the cave, and walked over.

"Young man, come and have something to eat to warm up?"

Chu Zhao smiled and nodded, and declined: "Thank you Uncle for your kindness, I'm not hungry." ”

"Even if you are not hungry, come here to roast the fire, you don't look like a local, the weather here has a big temperature difference between day and night, and it is about to get dark, plus there is rain, and the wet and cold air is not a joke. ”

The team leader is very good-hearted and caring.

Chu Zhao saw that the other party was so kind-hearted, thanked him and followed him to the bonfire.

Chu Zhao is not a person who is good at words, sitting quietly by the campfire, listening to the lofty opinions of the caravan guys, from national affairs to trivial matters, there are always a lot of topics to talk about to kill time.