Chapter 10: The Storm of the Dragon (2)
Liu Yiwen and Gongsun Ruo traveled southeast from Jinggu, and the two sects were not far apart, so they walked together.
Returning to the Imperial Sword Villa from Snowfield County and passing through Xiangling County, he planned to stop by the Hidden Dragon Temple and ask the clear space about the recent situation of the Demon Path. First, I wanted to know how to deal with the demonic qi under Wuzhu Peak, and second, I wanted to inquire about Qi Xiong's whereabouts.
The discovery of demon traces one after another alerted him. This trip to the far north to find sword casting materials is also to have one more chance of victory when there are changes in the future.
Eight days later, the two came to Xiangling County.
After flying for most of the day, Liu Yiwen saw that Gongsun Ruo was slightly tired, so he pointed to the mountain peak in front of him and said, "Let's rest for a while and then hurry!"
Gongsun Ruo smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Okay!" Along the way, Gongsun Ruotong regained his former wit, and occasionally talked and laughed with him, seemingly forgetting Jinggu's dialogue.
After a few moments, they found a large rock at random on this nameless mountain peak and stopped. The two drank a few sips of water and then crossed their knees to breathe.
After a meal, the two swept away their previous fatigue and were refreshed. Gongsun Ruo said happily: "Let's go! It's only two or three hundred miles away from the Hidden Dragon Temple, it seems that you can have a good rest there tonight!"
Along the way, both of them slept in the mountains, although there were no major problems, but after all, there was no house to live comfortably.
Liu Yiwen smiled faintly and said, "Yes, you should find a place to rest for a night!" He was about to rise in the air, when his expression suddenly moved, and his figure stopped on the spot.
Gongsun Ruo was puzzled, and followed his gaze, only to see five rays of light coming from the northwest sky, and seeing that their direction was actually coming from their side.
These people are not slow, just a stick of incense, Liu Yiwen can vaguely distinguish the appearance of the people. He looked slightly stunned, and one of the middle-aged men he had actually seen once, and muttered, "It's him!"
When Gongsun Ruo heard this, he cast an inquiring glance at him and said, "Do you know these people?"
Liu Yiwen shook his head and said, "One of them had a relationship a long time ago. ”
The five men also spotted the two of them, and slowed down. Liu Yiwen rose in the air and took the initiative to greet the five people. Among these five people, four men and one woman are all dressed as Taoist priests, and their cultivation is not weak, and the lowest one also has a condensate realm.
Liu Yiwen and the others stepped forward to salute and said respectfully: "I have seen a few seniors. ”
If calculated according to the realm, these five people are only in the late stage of condensation, and it is not impossible to call them Taoist friends. However, one of the Taoist priests, middle-aged, with a somewhat familiar eyebrow and eyes, is Lu Mingzi, who has a relationship with Shen Zhaodong, so Liu Yiwen still considers himself a junior.
The five of them didn't understand the mystery, and shook their heads at each other, not understanding why this young man was called a junior. Liu Yiwen smiled faintly and said: "Under Liu Yiwen, he is a disciple of Shen Zhaodong Immortal Master of Yuquan Peak of the Imperial Sword Mountain Villa, and he was fortunate to meet Senior Lu more than twenty years ago. ”
Lu Mingzi raised his eyebrows, and suddenly said, "It turned out to be under the Zhaodong Gate, no wonder!" Then he looked at him a few more times, and said a little embarrassedly: "Forgive me for being clumsy, but I can't remember where I saw you." ”
Liu Yiwen was only ten years old at the time, and now his appearance has changed greatly, and it is natural that he has no impression. So, Liu Yiwen mentioned a little about hunting Jiao back then. Lu Mingzi sighed: "I can't imagine that the original spirit boy has such a cultivation, it's really terrifying!"
Liu Yiwen hurriedly said a few words. After that, Gongsun Ruo also stepped forward to introduce a few words, and the four people behind Lu Mingzi had the intention of urging, and it seemed that something was going on.
So, Lu Mingzi smiled and said, "I don't know what Yiwen wants?" he asked casually, and then said goodbye. Liu Yiwen replied: "The younger generation originally wanted to go back to the sect, but when I passed by here, I wanted to go to the Hidden Dragon Temple to meet the Master of Pure Space. ”
Lu Mingzi was slightly stunned, and said: "This is a coincidence, we are just going to the Hidden Dragon Temple, why don't we go on the road together!" It turned out that one of these people was instructed by the teacher to go to the Hidden Dragon Temple to deliver something. This kind of running away is very common in various sects, and Liu Yiwen himself has done similar things.
Liu Yiwen nodded happily, and the seven rays of light rose again, heading straight for the direction of the Hidden Dragon Temple.
Along the way, Lu Mingzi talked to him. Liu Yiwen also knew the final destination of this group - Cangkun Secret Realm. Only then did he remember that in the land of the demon clan, he had heard several elders mention this matter, but he didn't expect that the secret realm would be opened so soon.
However, with his current strength, he is still slightly insufficient, and I am afraid that he will not be able to catch up with this opportunity.
Just as he was sighing, a crisp bell suddenly sounded, which seemed to be extremely urgent. The faces of the five people in Shangqing Dao changed greatly at the same time, and the colorful spiritual light was chaotic, and the shields were opened one after another.
However, it seemed that it was a little late, and with a light sigh, a three-foot-sized black melon hammer struck from Lu Mingzi's back with blood light.
Plop!
Even though Lu Mingzi summoned a temporary shield and turned around to block the peachwood sword in front of him, he couldn't stop the black hammer that suddenly appeared.
The shield shattered in response, hammered and struck each other, and the indescribable force made him breathe sharply, and his heart was not good, and his body flew out upside down like a deflated ball, until it flew more than ten feet away before stopping.
Lu Mingzi looked at the void with a horrified face, where Huo Ran stood a tall and thin figure with a slight surprise on his hideous face.
Only then did the rest of the crowd react, shouting angrily and the hum of the magic weapon. Liu Yiwen and Gongsun Ruo showed the shield at this time, and their faces changed greatly.
Lu Mingzi was dripping with cold sweat, his cheeks were unusually red, he stared at the person who came incredibly, and blurted out: "It's you!" It turned out that this person was the man surnamed Meng who was looking for Black Flame Flower from Qi to Chu.
Because it was expected that the few people who secretly picked the elixir at the beginning were all in the late stage of condensation. And the Cangkun secret realm is about to open, although he has no interest in it, but he has a plan.
So, the man surnamed Meng hid and ambushed between Shangqing Road and Cangkun Mountain, and so far several waves of monks have passed by, and this time he finally waited for Lu Mingzi and others.
As soon as their whereabouts appeared on this sea of demonic consciousness, the man surnamed Meng was immediately overjoyed, lurked on the side, and launched this sneak attack. He thought he could kill him with one blow, but to his surprise, one of them's Sanqing Zhong was quite psychic, sensing the existence of danger in advance, so that the other party was on guard.
It just so happened to be the small opportunity of this electric flint that allowed this Taoist to pick up his life.
Even so, these people were already turtles in the urn, and they just needed to waste a little more hands and feet, he thought to himself.
It all happened so fast, it's just a matter of a few breaths.