Chapter 3: Advent
In an inconspicuous crack in the valley, the light of the leaping fire illuminated the entire small cave.
A few branched branches were scattered around the campfire, and a few slightly worn clothes were interspersed on the branches, and the dripping water soon disappeared under the scorching heat of the campfire.
A simple stove was built around several stones on either side of the campfire. In the center of the stove, a half-sided bamboo tube about the size of a pair of hands rolls with a rich aroma of meat, which makes people feel appetizing.
The figure of the young man sat quietly on the other side of the bonfire, his eyes reflected in the firelight, and the sharp arrows of the iron feather arrow in his hand, looking preoccupied.
This young man is Chang Xi.
Chang Xi let out a long sigh.
Although in his heart, he already attached great importance to this trial of the 20,000-mile immortal cultivation path. But when he really left the familiar village and stepped into the unfamiliar environment, he found that this trial was far more difficult than he imagined.
After leaving the village, he was penniless, and eating dew was already commonplace. When you are thirsty, you have to find the water of the river and the river, and it is very easy to solve the problem when you are hungry, and the most important thing in the mountains and forests is the delicacies of the mountains, although he is young, but his archery skills are not far behind the experienced hunters.
Whenever he hunted prey, he would cut the pieces of meat into dozens of thin layers with a knife he carried, and neatly spread the meat slices in half of the bamboo tube layer by layer, and slowly simmer in the stream water. When the broth in the bamboo tube is boiled, add some salt grains that are usually reluctant to use, which is a rare delicacy.
After drinking all the broth in the bamboo tube in one go, Chang Xi felt as if all the fatigue in his body had been swept away. After cleaning up half of the bamboo tube on the stone stove, Chang Xi stood in place for a while, bent down to pick up a stove stone that was still slightly hot, walked to the cave wall, and carved a line of crooked words.
Sixty-seven.
It was already the sixty-seventh day since he left the village.
"It's been more than two months now, and it's only been nearly a thousand miles, and considering the possible errors in direction, it may be even less. In this way, it will not be possible to reach Qingyun Mountain in three years. There is still about half a year before the beginning of winter, and if the snow covers the mountains again, it will be terrible..."Throwing away the stove stone in his hand, Chang Xi slowly sat down against the wall of the cave, looking at the burning "crackling" bonfire, and muttered to himself.
As the night deepened, Chang Xi shrank his stiff neck, took the warm clothes that had been roasted by the bonfire and covered his body. In the end, he couldn't resist the tiredness that struck, and in this cold and lonely little cave, he secretly clenched the arrow in his hand and fell into a deep sleep.
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Northwest of the boundary of Huizhou.
In the night sky, which is out of reach of ordinary people, the ubiquitous fierce wind is whirring. Looking down, the dotted mortal towns are all brightly lit, so gorgeous.
That's when an amazing scene emerged.
In the originally quiet night sky, the spiritual power rioted without warning. A space shattered like a mirror. In just a few breaths, the shattered space collapsed violently, and the fierce wind around the shattered space was all poured into the space, making the space around it become more and more unstable. In the depths of the shattered space, there seemed to be a light as a candle flame, gradually becoming brighter.
"Huh?!"
In a secret room in Qingyun Mountain, tens of thousands of miles away, Qinglan, who was cross-legged at this moment, suddenly opened his eyes, and as his eyes opened, the essence of the essence in his eyes made the walls of this impregnable secret room appear a little cracked.
Qinglan stood up slowly, the expression on his face was extremely solemn, his figure became blurred, and the next moment he appeared on the top of Qingyun Mountain.
"Coach!"
"Coach!"
The two amazing figures, a man and a woman, also came to the peak at a very fast speed.
The man was dressed in an elegant moonlight robe, and with his delicate face, he looked like an elegant scholar in the mortal world. And next to him is a palace beauty, and the ingenious bright red palace robe sets off it particularly charming. Both of them were one step behind and stood behind the head of the sect and said respectfully.
"Are you two on duty tonight?" Qinglan asked lightly.
"Exactly. The two behind him hugged their fists.
When Qinglan heard this, he didn't look back at the two of them, and a powerful divine thought condensed in the sea of consciousness swept away towards the spatial crack thousands of miles away.
Seeing the Palm Sect in front of them launch their divine thoughts to probe into the distance without saying a word, the two of them also realized that the Palm Sect might have discovered something so far at night, and then the two of them also urged the Divine Consciousness to spread in the direction of the Palm Sect Detection.
"Such a huge spatial rift?! It's hundreds of zhang wide. The breath in this crack... It's a demon?!"
The elegant man who still maintained his composure had already set off a monstrous wave in his heart. A person who can tear out a spatial crack with such momentum must be extremely profound. If it was the top level monk of the demon clan behind this spatial rift, the intention of coming here late at night would have been revealed!
"Sect Protector Sword Formation, activate with all your might!All Qingyun disciples, prepare to meet the enemy!"
Qinglan's cold voice without a trace of emotion instantly resounded throughout Qingyun Mountain.
"Yes!"
The elegant man and the woman in palace clothes glanced at each other and nodded slightly. The palms of the two of them flashed with light, and they each found half a black and white yin and yang fish jade key. The jade key of the two slowly rose in the palm of their palms, and then they formed a complete jade key.
"Sect Protector Sword Array, Kai!"
As the voices of the two of them sounded in unison, one after another azure sword qi containing terrifying power gushed out from all parts of Qingyun Mountain, and the sword qi in the sky gradually converged into a huge blue shield to protect the entire Qingyun Mountain. The powerful floating sword qi condensed into countless materialized giant swords in the air, thus forming a super-large sword array covering the entire sect.
A scalp-tinging aura came from the sword array, and a huge blue shield rose in the air, and a dazzling blue light rendered the entire night sky as if it were day.
All the elders in the sect sensed the activation of the Protector Sword Formation, and they all rose from all over the door and stood behind the sect leader. The elegant man turned around and explained the situation to the elders, and the elders present were all moved, and they all mobilized their spiritual power, and they were all on guard in the direction of the void crack.
"There seems to be a bright light in the crack, it seems to be about to rush out!" The corners of an old man's eyes were slightly narrowed by the aura of thunder, and the huge sword box he was carrying behind him seemed to sense the old man's mood, and wisps of violent sword qi overflowed from the sword box.
The light in the void crack became more and more obvious, and after a while, the light was as dazzling as the scorching sun, making it impossible to look at it directly.
A bad premonition rises irrepressibly in everyone's heart.
The dazzling light burned into a huge golden fireball and rushed out of the seemingly extremely long Void Corridor, and the lush mountains and forests around the Void Crack were burned into nothingness by this scorching heat wave in an instant. Unspeakably terrifying and powerful power can descend with a bang!
"No... No way! Coercion...!"
The faces of the elders of Qingyun Mountain were all shocked. In the face of this terrifying coercion that came suddenly, the elders could no longer maintain a volley posture, and their whole body spiritual power could not be mobilized at all, and they all fell from the sky to the ground like dumplings in a pot. Many Qingyun disciples in the crumbling Sect Protector Sword Formation were directly pressed to the ground by this powerful coercion, and they couldn't even move a finger, their bones creaked, and their mouths and noses were full of overflowing blood, which was unbearable.
The only one who can stand in the air is the master.
Qinglan, whose face was as pale as paper, struggled to operate the Body Protection Sword Technique, and every bit of spiritual power was extremely obscure. Under this terrifying heat wave, the dense body protection spirit shield in front of him like a flower dissolved at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the dozen or so psychic flying swords cruising beside him were also spiritually damaged, and they all fell out of control from the air.
"Above the fugue..."
Qing Lan's mouth was full of indescribable bitterness, and the terrifying huge golden fireball in front of him was so terrifying that it was far from being comparable to his Divine Journey Realm. The bone meridians all over the body trembled and let out a mournful roar, and the original radiant Yuan Ying in his body had become dim, the spiritual power in his body was rapidly depleted, and the figure standing in the air also seemed to be crumbling.
"If you want to kill me, even if it's above the fugue, it's too whimsical!"
A trace of resoluteness and hidden fierceness flashed in Qinglan's eyes, he randomly closed his eyes and ran the obscure spiritual power flow in his body, his hands turned into illusions, and a series of mysterious spell runes flowed around him, and an extremely fierce terrifying sword aura gradually woke up in Qinglan's body like a desolate beast, and when Qinglan opened his eyes again, the deep eyes had become blood-red, and the black pupils had turned into strange vertical pupils like sharp swords. Wisps of blood-red ripples that were so thick that they were visible to the naked eye radiated from Qinglan's body to the surroundings.
"Don't you want to teach...?!Teach you!"
Sensing that the aura of the Sect Leader in the sky suddenly became so so, the old man with the thunder breath sitting on the ground seemed to have thought of something extremely terrifying, his face turned extremely pale, and he shouted loudly to the figure of the Sect Leader.
The expressionless Qing Lan waved his sleeve robe violently, and the surging blood-red sword qi swept in all directions, and the sound of the sword like a giant beast in the wilderness resounded through the four fields, and the terrifying coercion had a faint tendency to be able to compete with the power of the huge golden fireball.
Just as Qinglan was about to bite the tip of his tongue and use his essence blood to further urge the murderous sword, an unexpected situation appeared.
The huge golden fireball seemed to sense something, and the direction that was originally directly attacking Qingyun Mountain suddenly turned to the southeast of Qingyun Mountain. In Qing Lan's emotionless blood-colored eyes, the power of the huge golden fireball rapidly decayed like a deflated balloon. Flying only a few thousand miles, the scorching golden fireball disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared. Only the long trace of burning on the ground indicates the tragedy that has just happened here.
"The whole sect is on alert, and tomorrow we will send the elite of the sect to the southeast to investigate. The elders to whom Qi Fengfeng belonged took all the injured disciples down to heal, and there must be no mistake!"
"Obey the orders of the master!"
There was thunder in the top and bottom of Qingyun Mountain, and everyone was looking at the majestic figure in the sky with feverish eyes. To be able to block such a terrifying huge golden fireball, only the master of the entire Qingyun Mountain has such a means to reach the sky.
Qingyun is lucky!
Qinglan withdrew the tip of his tongue against his teeth without a trace, and forced himself to suppress the boiling blood in his chest, and the overflowing blood-red sword qi gradually dissipated, and an abnormal pale crawled all over his slightly emaciated face at the moment. Even though the unknown terrifying fireball had disappeared, the void crack in the sky had quietly healed during the confrontation. But at the moment when the fireball disappeared, he clearly caught that there was an extremely thin object in the golden flame, which flew out at the moment when the fireball was extinguished, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
It was obviously not a dead thing, and the moment it was discovered, the eagerness could be felt even if it was thousands of miles away.
He didn't know what it was, and he didn't know what it was anxious about, but if he left it alone, I'm afraid that today's incident would happen again.
"Troubled times, after all, still came..."
Qinglan stood there quietly, looking at the southeast direction, still distracted.