Ba Zhuo carried the mountain to the north, turned into the West Wind Valley, the whole valley was overgrown with shrubs, Sima Zanshan ran in front, quickly separated a path with a knife, Che Zhiqi and Cai Yuan followed behind Ba Zhuo and were ready to take over Uncle Ba at any time, because there were fewer prey in the West Wind Valley, few people came, there was no obvious road traffic, Ba Zhuo only walked from here when he came to Liujia Village this time, and this time because of the hurry, Ba Zhuo They walked not as easy as when they came, although there was Sima Zanshan in front of the chopping grass and trees on the road, there were still branches on the body from time to time。 Because it is the beginning of the month, at night, the mountain road is even more difficult, until the next day when Ling Chen is ugly, they rushed to the color stone rock, at this time, Sima Zanshan has replaced Uncle Ba, the front is replaced by the car to explore the road, Cai Yuan held the torch and followed closely behind Sima Zanshan, Ba Zhuo walked at the end, turned over the color stone rock, went straight to the northeast, passed the pheasant slope in the morning, the four people were hungry to eat a little, thirsty to drink a small sip of water, the road stopped a little just to chew a small piece of ginseng and water to feed the mountain, the next evening the four carried the mountain to the foot of Baimang Mountain at the entrance of Tongxi Canyon。

One day and one night, the four people took turns over and over again, counting Ba Zhuo's persistence was the longest, running for more than four hours with the mountain on his back, Sima Zanshan also approached reciting for four hours, Cai Yuan and Che Zhiqi were much worse, Cai Yuan was better, insisted on carrying for more than two hours, and Che Zhiqi insisted on less than two hours.

Ba Zhuo looked up at the stretching Baimang Mountain with the mountain on his back, he had to go to Yunling Feiyun Mountain Villa, and there were still more than 300 miles of mountain roads to go, at this time, the four of them had been running for a day and a night, and they were all tired, especially Cai Yuan and Che Zhiqi, the next road could only rely on him and Zanshan.

Ba Zhuo tried his best to run on the familiar mountain road this time, but he still clearly knew that he was not running so fast, sweat ran into his eyes, wet his clothes, and he only had time to wipe his forehead and eyes with his sleeves, and try his best to hurry, but also pay attention to his feet, and his mind could not relax for a moment. He forgot the last time he was in such a desperate hurry, how many years had passed, he should still be in the Iron Guard Camp at that time, thinking of the past, he felt as if he had returned to his youth, and the mountain road in front of him seemed to have become an endless grassland, which made him burst out with strength again, to run, to complete his task.

In the middle, Sima Zanshan wanted to replace him several times, but Ba Zhuo refused, he insisted on carrying it to the Spirit Ape Terrace, and when he arrived at the Spirit Ape Terrace, it was less than a hundred miles away from the villa, and Zanshan should be able to insist on walking the last part of the road, and he also knew that if he stopped, this strength would be discharged, and time would be delayed. When he arrived, Bazhuo finally carried the mountain to a flat natural stone platform, and under the light of the fire, he could see a huge rock standing directly north of the stone platform, which was the Spirit Ape Platform.

Sima Zanshan finally took over the mountain and began to run briskly on the next mountain road, with Uncle Ba's example in front of him, in his heart, he felt that this was an extreme training for him, so Sima Zanshan did not loosen the slightest strength of his feet, and his speed was not reduced at all compared with the previous time. Che Zhiqi couldn't catch up with Uncle Ba when he walked behind, and Cai Yuan was out of breath when he ran.

Cai Yuan shouted while running: "Brother Zanshan, slow down!"

Ba Zhuo said to Che Zhiqi next to him: "Zhiqi, see it, this is the gap between you and Zanshan, it won't be more than two years, his kung fu will be able to catch up with us old guys, you have to work harder." ”

Che Zhiqi replied: "Uncle Ba, I know. Although he said this, he clearly knew that Brother Zanshan's genius could not be said to be rare in a hundred years, but it could also be called one in a million, and it was uncomfortable to compare with him, but after thinking about it, this was not a goal, maybe he couldn't be as good as Brother Zanshan, but with him as an example, he would always make great progress, not necessarily better than others, but it was an undoubted choice to be stronger than himself at the previous moment.