Chapter Twenty-One: All the Way South
Han Sheng came to everyone and announced that he would go straight south according to the main road and set off immediately. www.biquge.info When the team marched, he quietly came to Han Sheng's side and said anxiously: "Alliance leader, we are powerless to fight against any sect on the frontal battlefield, and if we are discovered, it will be a catastrophe!"
Han Sheng laughed in a low voice: "Xiao An, do you think I don't know? Go and call Yun Si, I have my own arrangements." β
An Zhifang was stunned, Shi Li retreated, and went to find Yunsi.
Yun Si was playing with a silver flying sword at the back of the team, which he had personally selected from the Treasure Pavilion. The body of the sword is made of flowing iron, and sixteen miniature magic circles are densely carved on it, which has the effect of breaking through obstacles and sharpening the wind mist, which is extremely stronger than the ordinary flying sword before.
An Zhiming shouted Yun Si from afar, Yun Si put away his sword and looked at him suspiciously, although the two were both Han Sheng's henchmen, they rarely spoke, and they never had anything in private. Yun Si has a perverse and irritable personality, while An Zhiming is cold and low-key, and he has nothing to talk about.
"What do you want me to do?" Yun Si asked.
An Zhiming said briefly: "The alliance leader is looking for you." β
"What? I'll go over now!" Yun Si's eyes widened suddenly, and he flew forward with a whoosh, An Zhiming looked at his hurried figure with disdain, and followed unhurriedly.
When An Zhiming approached, Han Shengzheng said, "...... Be careful, watch from afar, don't be spotted, and safety comes first. β
"Yes!" Yun Si nodded, "I promise to complete the task!" and walked towards the back of the team.
At the moment of passing by, Yun Si grinned at An Zhiming like a demonstrative, obviously happy that it was himself and not An Zhiming who received this task. An Zhiming snorted coldly, too lazy to take care of this guy whose brain is proportional to his height, if it weren't for the fact that the Scattered Cultivation Alliance needs internal competition to promote growth, he would have already embarrassed Yun Si with no land.
Han Sheng noticed what happened just now, and he said slightly apologetically: "Yun Si is like this, he likes to be in the limelight, but he is still good. Some stinky temper, but not much malice towards the brothers. β
An Zhiming said respectfully: "Brother Yun has experienced ups and downs, his life is sad, and he must have paid a great price to have today's strength. It is natural that the personality is peculiar, and the subordinates will not care. β
Han Sheng chuckled: "It's good that you understand, he is also a poor person, everyone helps each other, so that the path of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance can be broader." β
At this time, Yun Si rose from the back of the team and led more than thirty disciples to fly forward.
An Zhiming looked at their figures quickly moving away, and he didn't know why for a while.
Seeing his doubts, Han Sheng took the initiative to explain, "I'll let them go to the front to investigate. β
An Zhiming asked, "Is the alliance leader still determined to go straight south?"
Han Sheng smiled and said: "Of course, I don't know if it's Tianxin or human will, the current may be the best time for the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, I asked Yun Si to go to the two nearest sects to investigate, if the expectation is good, then we will go straight forward." β
The best timing? What was expected? An Zhiming fell into deep thought.
"Don't think about it so much," Han Sheng said softly, "If the masters of those sects are still there, we will go around the Western Wilderness and the Southern Wilderness." β
"Aren't the masters of the other sects there?" An Zhiming said in shock.
Han Sheng spread his hands and said, "I'll know when they come back." β
"Brother Han!" A crisp voice came from the side, Han Sheng smiled, and Jiang Lin came over.
An Zhiming frowned slightly, and quietly moved a step to the right, the white shadow flashed on the side, Jiang Lin tugged on Han Sheng's sleeve and pulled hard: "Those few scattered cultivators don't give me the pill!
"Oh," Han Sheng looked down at Jiang Lin, "What elixir do you want?"
Jiang Lin wrenched his delicate fingers and said, "Well, I want forty Soul Gathering Pills, sixty packs of dragon bone powder, seventy-six Breeze Qi Replenishing Pills, and one hundred large and small Returning Pills and Ginseng Zhi Life Continuation Pills, and the more clean gauze, the better......
"Nonsense!" like a thunderbolt, Jiang Lin was startled and almost fell. Han Sheng looked at him in amazement, An Zhiming's face was pale, his lips were tight, and at this time, he looked at Jiang Lin's eyes and wanted to eat him alive. Jiang Lin was so frightened that he hid behind Han Sheng and didn't dare to show his face.
"Alliance leader," An Zhiming took a deep breath and bowed down: "My subordinates have a word, I have to say it." β
"Speak. Han Sheng said lightly.
An Zhiming straightened up and looked at Jiang Lin coldly: "This little brother Jiang is pure and compassionate. The great enemy of life and death does not forget to spread kindness, if it is in the peaceful period, it will definitely be famous. β
Han Sheng turned his head to look at Jiang Lin, and said with a smile: "Then what?"
An Zhifang was ruthless, and said without hesitation: "But now is wartime! We have captured the Yunhai Sect and killed nearly a thousand of their disciples and elders, and this revenge is already endless! Even if we save these 100 people and persuade them to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, can we still hope to change the world's sects' opinion of us? Instead of using the precious elixir on those wasted people, it is better to bury them alive on the spot!"
Jiang Lin retorted: "Can we torture and kill prisoners in wartime? We have done something wrong, this is just compensation, not to mention that they have also helped us, otherwise where did you get those pills and weapons? β
Oh my God, An Zhiming was dumbfounded, defeated by the words of the twelve-year-old boy in front of him. Credit? May I ask how much is a pound of credit in troubled times? An Zhiming plans to sell it all.
"I will never agree with you taking these pills," An Zhiming's dark pupils seemed to have flames burning: "How those sect disciples heal is their business, and when the scattered cultivators died of illness and exhaustion, they didn't see any monks take out the pills to save people." Han Sheng's face changed slightly, An Zhiming pretended not to see him, and still said coldly: "This young master, when the wolf eats the sheep, you are silent and deeply sympathetic, and when the sheep fights back, you pay attention to benevolence and love to heal the wolf!"
"Ask those casual cultivators," An Zhiming mocked: "With all due respect, taking this group of crippled sect disciples to the south is already their greatest tolerance, and you still want to use the medicine that everyone has worked hard to save the enemy, which casual cultivator is willing to agree!"
"You ......" Under An Zhi's sharp words like a storm, Jiang Lin bit his lower lip tightly and couldn't speak.
He looked at Han Sheng with a pleading eye for help, Han Sheng sighed and said in a low voice: "I have no objection to saving them, but those resources are shared by everyone." β
Jiang Lin stomped his feet angrily: "If you don't need it, you don't need it! I'll go find two medical books to collect medicine and cure the disease!"
His eyes were red, he turned his head and ran, and suddenly stopped when he passed by An Zhiming's side, his voice was a little choked: "I can't tell you, but it's wrong for you to do this, when I grow up in the future, I will definitely be able to convince you." β
An Zhiming's face was expressionless, and he said lightly: "I'll wait." β
As long as you can live to that day, he added in his heart. Are you so naΓ―ve that you think you can benefit all sentient beings?
After an embarrassing silence, Han Sheng said softly, "These words have been hidden in your heart for a long time, right?"
An Zhiming was silent.
Han Sheng smiled helplessly: "You guy, you always like to hide your emotions and suppress them, if you have an opinion, just say it, it's not that I don't listen." β
An Zhiming bowed his head and said: "I was angry for a while, I lost my sense of proportion, please punish the alliance leader." β
"Don't make trouble," Han Sheng sneered, "Xiao An, where did you learn these etiquettes? β
An Zhiming said respectfully: "The ancestor was the Taoist servant of the Kunlun elders thousands of years ago, although the family was in the middle of the road, but since childhood, he has taught by word and deed, and the etiquette cannot be abolished. β
Han Sheng snorted coldly: "Feudal dross." "I thought in my heart that when I had settled down, it was necessary to tell them about the philosophy of an ancestor surnamed Ma.
An knew that his fate was unknown, so he had to stand aside and think silently.
The team continued to move forward, gradually slowing down under Han Sheng's instructions, so that even if they found that the road ahead was not working, they could turn in time.
The silver light broke through the sky and pointed directly at Han Sheng, extremely fast. An Zhiming instantly shifted his shape and changed his shadow, and opened a folding fan with a "bang", the fan surface was pure black, and there were countless swirl patterns on it, turning slightly. At the moment when the fan was opened, the whirlpool was running rapidly, and the power of seducing the soul was about to surge out, and the silver light trembled twice, and it flew out decisively.
"Hell!" The silver light dissipated, Yun Si held the flying sword in shock, his eyes fell on the folding fan for a long time, and suddenly exclaimed: "Huangquan Fan! Isn't it the Nine Netherworld King who blew himself up in the first Immortal Demon War?"
Han Sheng looked at An Zhiming in surprise, he didn't know about An Zhiming getting the Huangquan Fan at all.
An Zhiming snorted coldly: "The Huangquan Fan is an ancient artifact, how can I have the ability to use it, but it is just an imitation of the Yunhai Sect, which serves as a faΓ§ade for those foundation-building disciples." There are more than a dozen pieces in the back, if you like to get them yourself. β
Yun Si grabbed his hair and fell, he stared at An Zhiming's folding fan and exclaimed: "It's really like it, even the function is similar, I almost thought that my three souls and seven spirits were about to go to the Yellow Spring." β
An Zhiming said coldly: "If it's genuine, you're already dead." β
Yun Si smiled embarrassedly, and his expression suddenly became excited after seeing Han Sheng: "Lord...... Alliance leader, sure enough, we checked the four sects, from B to C, all of them closed their doors to thank customers, and even closed the mountain in a big array!"
Han Sheng said lightly: "In this case, pass the order to go down and go to the Southern Wilderness with all your might, and you must rush into the 100,000 Mountains before you are discovered!"
"Yes!" Yun Si turned around and left, passing on the news.
"By the way," Han Sheng asked, "what about the others?"
Yun Si said proudly: "With their turtle speed, we may be able to see it if we walk another hundred miles." β
Han Sheng sighed.
An Zhiming looked at Han Sheng in shock, his thoughts were a little confused: how could he be sure that those sects were tightly closed? Could it be that after the Yunhai Sect, all the sect masters who passed by on the way to the Southern Wilderness were not there? How could this be possible?
Han Sheng saw An Zhiming's expression, and he didn't explain, because even he couldn't be sure of the answer.
The arrow is on the string and has to be sent. In any case, the Southern Wilderness must be gone, and only the unfathomable 100,000 mountains can accommodate this batch of scattered cultivation. Time, what they lack most is time.
"Let's go," Han Sheng patted An Zhiming on the shoulder, "We don't have much time, let's put down all the problems first, and wait until we enter the 100,000 mountains." β
100,000 mountains?An Zhiming watched Han Sheng's departure, and a cloth bag in his arms suddenly trembled slightly, as if he had a reaction to this place name.
100,000 mountains, open the world for hundreds of millions of years to stand in the southern wilderness, even if after many battles, it will not move, it can be called the most mysterious place in the world of cultivating immortals, even the four great immortal gates are very taboo here, never go deep.
"It's coming, it's coming......" A slight whimper came out of the cloth bag, turning into mysterious ripples and spreading in all directions: "Master, after 10,000 years, I can finally come to save you!"
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