On the top of that old tree in the old woods.

When the gentleman saw the blue and gray light in the middle of the field, he jumped down from the top of the tree and galloped over.

The biting in the woods has not stopped.

But all the big beasts in the vicinity have already rushed over.

Although the young Xianju Mountain disciples were afraid, the actual lethality would not be formed, after all, they were all cultivators, except for the inevitable injuries, there were always means to save their lives.

The gentleman left behind the chaos in the woods.

It wants to join the Chu River.

Continue north.

Chu Jiangkai leaned against a small tree on the edge of an old forest, lifted his shirt, looked at the placket that had been cut off by Liu Yuquan's magic sword, and shook his head.

The white figure flashed in the forest.

Chu Jiangkai knew that it was the gentleman who rushed over, so he got up and ran wildly, several times, he and the gentleman had formed a tacit understanding.

There is still a long way to go north.

Only left the range of Xianju Mountain.

It is possible to achieve relative tranquility.

To the north of the old woods are still the mountains, and as far as the eye can see, there is no road to choose from.

The gentleman finally caught up, "It is estimated that there will be a stalemate in the old woods for a while, as long as Liu Yuquan is not dead, I think the mountains should be a little more restrained, right?"

"Do you think that a failure of Liu Yuquan will suppress the mountain?"

Chu Jiangkai knew that the gentleman had the intention of cheering himself up.

But if this Xianju Mountain, which has been inherited for thousands of years, is just so simple, why does it stand tall?

"Unless that mountain takes the initiative to take compassion, I don't know how many dangers are waiting for us along the way!"

It was getting dark.

A man and a dog have been shuttling through the mountains for a whole afternoon.

"If only I could fly with Edgeworth, it won't be long before we're in the snowfield. ”

Chu Jiangkai stopped, wanting to take a break.

"How many people in the mountains can do Edgeworth fly? Not to mention the mountains, I'm afraid there aren't many on this continent, right?"

The gentleman roared disdainfully.

Chu Jiangkai was silent.

Squinting at the distant sky, he missed the feeling of standing on a fishing rod.

At nightfall, a man and a dog finally came to the border of Xianju Mountain.

They had never set foot in this place before, but the boundary marker on the ridge of the mountain made it clear to them that they were finally out of the confines of the mountain.

The gentleman asked, "Didn't you say that the mountains would not be let go so easily? Why is there no movement? Could it be that someone has moved compassion as you say?"

Chu Jiangkai was also a little strange.

He even had a bit of a sense of strength and nowhere to go.

He himself had made sufficient psychological preparations, and screened the characters who might be sent by the mountain who were stronger than Liu Yuquan, but after selecting and choosing, the mountain actually let his precautions fail.

Although this kind of failure was Chu Jiangkai's luck.

But when he actually came, he was still a little uncomfortable.

At least Yamashato doesn't take himself as seriously as he thinks.

Thinking of this, Chu Jiang was faintly unhappy in his happiness.

The gentleman thinks about it very much.

Seeing that Chu Jiangkai was silent, he comforted, "It's best if you don't move, it's better than being chased by someone, now that you are out of the sphere of influence of this mountain, even if you still have to chase after the mountain, you and I have entered the Northern Wei Dynasty, and they are not so blatant." ”

"I don't think there should be only this movement in the mountains, anyway, I'm also a rebel who has fought his way out of the mountain. Could it be that something bigger than me suddenly happened in the mountains, so he couldn't take care of us?"

Chu Jiangkai muttered.

"Why are you thinking so much? We're out of the mountains anyway. ”

The gentleman roared.

"Yes, no matter how much. ”

Chu Jiangkai let out a long breath.

The boundary monument on the mountain beam is not the boundary monument of Xianju Mountain, but the boundary monument of the Western Zhou Dynasty and the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Chu Jiang didn't expect it to be like this.

He had always thought that Xianju Mountain should be located in the middle of the territory of the Western Zhou Kingdom.

Unexpectedly, out of the range of Xianju Mountain, it was already the boundary of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

This made him a little uncomfortable, although he only crossed a mountain beam, but after all, he was no longer on the land of the Western Zhou Dynasty, and it still felt very different.

The mountains are still long mountains.

But after all, it is different from the Northern Wei Dynasty mentioned in the book, and when I really stepped on the land of the Northern Wei Dynasty with my feet, I found that the difference was the state of mind.

Since a man and a dog stepped on the land of the Northern Wei Dynasty, their minds have relaxed a lot, and they trotted all the way to the bottom of the mountain on the side of the boundary monument, and did not stop until the foot of the mountain.

There is a dry river channel at the bottom of the mountain.

Stretching out to the north.

Whether it is the Western Zhou Dynasty or the Northern Wei Dynasty, this mountain is actually a barren mountain.

There is still Xianju Mountain in the Western Zhou Dynasty, and on this side of the Northern Wei Dynasty, there is no fireworks in the world as far as the eye can see.

I don't know how long this river has been dry.

There is nothing but the stones that have been washed away by the stream and the stubbornly growing weeds in the cracks of the stones.

The soles of Chu Jiangkai's feet were hit by protruding stones from time to time, and after walking for a long time, blisters appeared.

It shouldn't be like this, Chu Jiangkai can be regarded as a cultivator no matter how he says it, and there is the aura in his body after the Dao talisman left by the old scholar is supported in his body, how can he feel a blister when he walks on a potholed road?

Chu Jiangkai was puzzled.

At this time, the gentleman also showed something strange, and he was very weak, and he couldn't hold on.

"It's kind of weird!"

Chu Jiangkai looked around smartly, "How did I feel like an ordinary person after I walked to this river, or even inferior, what about you? gentleman, do you feel the same way?"

The gentleman nodded.

She lay limply on a large protruding rock, "I seem to be very tired and hungry, and I wonder that I haven't eaten much for a long time and I don't feel hungry, and I can't be hungry until I get here." ”

Although Chu Jiangkai is far from the realm of Bigu, he is almost the same as a gentleman, he has not felt hungry for a long time, and he didn't feel anything just now, but when he heard the gentleman say that he was very hungry, his stomach actually rattled.

Chu Jiangkai looked at the gentleman embarrassedly, "It seems that I'm hungry too." I looked and saw if I could find anything to eat. ”

Let's talk about it.

Chu Jiangkai pulled out the storage bag, reached in and groped for it.

But I haven't touched anything for a long time, and there are a lot of things in the storage bag, but there is no food.

The gentleman looked expectantly at Chu Jiangkai rummaging through the storage bag, and said with a little doubt, "Is your storage bag a real storage bag?"

Chu Jiangkai didn't understand.

The gentleman continued, "I mean, can't you sense your storage bag?"

Chu Jiangkai was stunned.

He always felt awkward.

But I can't say what's awkward.

The gentleman's words woke him up.

In this dry river, he lost his sense of aura and became no different from an ordinary person.

And gentleman, she must have become no different from an ordinary dog.

Except, of course, the beast language they have mastered.

That's the weirdness of this river.

Chu Jiangkai immediately thought of a strange formation.

This formation is recorded in the classics.

But Chu Jiangkai's memory was a little vague, and he really couldn't remember the name of this formation.

He just vaguely remembered that after entering this formation by mistake, all the magic spiritual power would disappear, and even the realm would fall back to the original point, and unless he went out, there was no way to save him.

Chu Jiangkai was a little confused.

The gentleman's eyelids gradually drooped during the short time he waited for Chu Jiangkai to answer, and when Chu Jiangkai just wanted to explain something, he found that she had fallen asleep with her head hanging under her paws.

It's night.

Chu Jiangkai saw that there was no danger in the surroundings, so he held the fall in his hand, patted the scabbard, and muttered, "I can't communicate with you, if you can sense it, turn it into a futon to warm us, lest this winter night freeze me and the gentleman." ”

The scabbard didn't move.

Chu Jiangkai also gave up this idea.

Seeing that the gentleman had fallen asleep, Chu Jiangkai had no other way, so he curled up beside the big stone under the gentleman

Moonrise.

The north is still far away.

Chu Jiangkai didn't dream, and he didn't dream of the north.

The cold wind howled, mixed with snowflakes, and fell into this dry river, on the gentleman's body, and on Chu Jiangkai's face.

The fall was tightly held in Chu Jiangkai's hand, and the scabbard was still hanging on Chu Jiangkai's waist, but when the first snowflake fell, it moved by itself.

Moved again.

Then it bloomed, and the felt appeared under Chu Jiangkai and Junzi, and the thick quilt covered the huddled body of this man and a dog.

Chu Jiangkai, who was asleep, subconsciously tucked the horn so that the cold wind could not pour it in.

In fact, the wind has been weakening since the beginning of the howling, and the snowflakes are getting bigger and bigger, and by the time the cold wind has almost stopped, the goose feathers and snow have already covered the sky.

And the one person and one dog huddled in the quilt were not disturbed in the slightest, and slept very soundly, and Chu Jiangkai even snored slightly.

He was indeed tired, his body was tired, and his heart was also tired, but after turning back into an ordinary person in this river, he didn't have so many worries and concerns, he didn't want to gain anything, and he wasn't afraid of losing anything, so he slept very deeply and soundly.

But the dream came.

In his sleep, Chu Jiangkai came to Jiangnan.

Fireworks in March, spring rain like oil.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, he strolled across a steamy lake.

The lake rippled gently, wetting his soap shoes.

There was no turmoil in his heart.

There is only a faint sadness that is beyond accountability.

He didn't know where this was in the south of the Yangtze River, but he had a very strange feeling in his heart, no matter which direction he went, his destination seemed to be the faint immortal mountain in the middle of this lake.

Xianju Mountain.

He reminded himself that Xianju Mountain was in the distant Western Zhou.

He also reminded himself that Xianju Mountain had no relationship with him.

He kept reminding himself that Xianju Mountain was not the same mountain before.

Then the surface of the water began to collapse.

His whole person sank into this intoxicating lake.

It's cold to the bone, and it's fiery to the heart.

Chu Jiangkai felt that a part of his spirit and spirit overflowed from a place that was not difficult to speak.

Immediately afterward, the pleasure that I had never felt before spread throughout my body.

After that, the Xianju Mountain that seemed to exist in the surface of the water gradually blurred his vision with the ebb tide of pleasure.

Blurred!