Chapter 173: The Path of the Heart
He arranged everything, he left behind the Blood River Tablet, a Grandmaster's Head, a Martial Sect in the late stage of the Star Sect, sixteen loyal guards, the legend of the Blood River Grass, this is already the Blood River Forbidden Land, shrouded in blood mist all year round. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
This is the Blood River Array that they took a month to lay out, and this is also the last hole card of the Blood River Channel, only he and the little sect master Jiang Xuehe can control it, eighty-one blood pools, ninety-nine into a formation, respectively guarded by the Blood River and Nine Swords, completely erupted, and can hurt the strong people of the Moon Sect.
The outside world is now circulating the legend of the blood river grass, there is an unfathomable strange person here, he has a white deer, like to eat blood river grass, and every blood river grass is a life, anyone who strays into the blood river forbidden land, will be thrown into the blood river, at night there will be a blood river grass will grow by the river, will be swallowed by the white deer, it is said that the blood river grass is the blood and soul of the deceased.
Ning Ze is leaving, a month to protect the road, he has cashed in, he wants to rush to the border of Dayu, to participate in the Kunning Mountain Wandao Meeting, he still has an unfinished mission.
Cang and the boys said goodbye one by one, all with red eyes, and the white deer pulled No. 3, which was much smaller than No. 2, which contained sundries, dried fish and water bags.
Ning Ze hit the whip on his back, walked barefoot, with an indifferent face, he had experienced too much parting, if he was sad every time, it was really not his character.
Xueyun Lao Dao looked at the free and easy back in the distance, this young grandmaster is difficult for him to evaluate, he destroyed a sect and messed up a faction, and no less than five grandmasters died directly in his hands indirectly, at this time they are already grandmasters, I don't know who will cause trouble......
The little sect master and the disciples of the Blood River watched the master walk away, their hearts were empty, with him, they were so down-to-earth, as if there was nothing he couldn't do, he only took a month to build a fortress for them, with the protection of the warriors, the teachings of the grandmaster, the Blood River Tablet, the Blood River Array, and the Blood River Nine Swords.
Bailu was in a good mood and finally left, he didn't like it here, the owner was seriously injured here twice, this place is not good.
Cang is very sad, Xuehe has a lot of friends in the blood river, and he is reluctant, but Gongzi is a relative......
Ning Ze is in a good mood, he steps on it step by step, walks steadily, he has a road under his feet, a heart road, every time he partes, it is a choice, give up what he already has, start a new understanding, a new attempt, a new journey, full of unknowns, maybe difficulties, maybe disasters, the road is difficult, I am happy.
He doesn't want to be comfortable, he doesn't want to be nostalgic, that way, his heart will become soft, people will become weak, every time he takes a step, his heart will be hard, every time he leaves, his heart will be strong, cold, although he is a little ruthless, but he should be like this, amorous is a romantic fairy tale, he is just a seeker, killing and guarding, both need a strong heart.
Maybe his existence is to protect those, romantics, let them grieve and sorrow, let them linger in grievances, Ning Ze felt in his heart, self-intoxicated......
Tonight, there are no clouds, the moon is hidden, and the stars are hanging high.
A young man in a white robe, sitting on the top of the hill, the bright starry sky casts an infinite number of fine stars, the young man has a pearl on his head, the pearl rotates, the sky is dark, a nebula is formed under the pearl, and countless small stars gather together to turn into sparks and begin to refine the pearl......
The pearl rotates at a uniform speed, the stars continue to converge, and continue to consume, the nebula always maintains the general size, the stars refine the Dao, and the pearl emits white light, shining on the boy and the divine whip in his palm, the Dao fruit feeds, and the Dao fruit sacrifices......
The young man was accustomed to this, and he calmly carried his true qi, and it was like this for a night.
"Childe, there's someone up ahead," the boy shouted excitedly.
It was a caravan, with as many as 100 people, and Ning Ze, Cang, and Bailu walked over.
A group of people hula surrounded Cang and Bailu and squeezed Ning Ze out.
"It's so cute," a teenager looked at Bailu with fascination.
"When did you change your name?" shouted a warrior.
"Now these children, in order to catch up with the trend, have dyed their hair at such a young age and used potion for their eyes, right?" said an uncle, shaking his head with a look of disapproval.
"You did it in Sawasawa, right? I heard it's expensive," a young man had a star in his eye.
Cang Zao was stunned by a bunch of questions, and he was confused.
The white deer did not refuse, eating the fruit and spirit grass sent by the deer fans.
As for the hosts, where to cool and where to stay.
A group of coolies saw Ning Ze and sneered: "We thought we were down enough, but we didn't expect that there were others who were not as good as ours, haha..."
"Yes, the car can't fit the wheels, the people can't afford to wear shoes, and I laugh to death. ā
Ning Ze also smiled and didn't say anything.
"Boy, come here......"
Ning Ze looked up, an old man beckoned to him, and Ning Ze walked over.
The old man took out a pair of very old shoes and handed them to him, "Child, put them on, this is what Ah Cheng worn, do you think it fits?"
Ning Ze took it with a smile, it was a little small, but he still put it on, and bowed to the old man with a smile.
"Thank you, just a pair of broken shoes, it's useless to keep them," the old man waved his hand.
Ning Ze and the others went on the road with the caravan.
After half a day's journey, the caravan stopped in front of the two peaks and began to camp.
A young man whispered to Ning Ze, "We will spend the night here tonight and leave at noon tomorrow." ā
This young man is the owner of the shoes on Ning Ze's feet, the grandson of the old man, named Ah Cheng, and also a coolie.
"Why is that?" Ning Ze wondered.
The young man said with a frightened face: "The first two peaks are called Evil Peak, and the middle valley is called Ghost Valley. ā
Ning Ze was just about to ask carefully, when a team of sergeants came from behind, escorting a carriage in the middle, a six-horse-drawn carriage, the body was huge, completely surrounded by black satin, nothing could be seen, and there was a complicated family emblem on the car, which was extremely ancient.
The car stopped, and a big man in military uniform bowed down and asked, "Miss, there is a ghost valley in front, I'm afraid I have to spend the night here tonight." ā
"Miss is right," a female voice said.
"Camp ......," Dahan ordered back.
"Yes," the sergeant began to clear a field and set up his position.
The caravan hurriedly avoided a section, Ning Ze frowned, he couldn't recognize this clan emblem, but it was definitely not ordinary.
In the evening, the caravan deacon came to ask Ning Ze to eat, and when he passed, he saw Cang Wei as a guest, and he was only arranged in a corner, he smiled bitterly, he actually became a soft rice eater, and ate the soft rice of the scholar and the spirit beast.
At noon the next day, the sergeant opened the way, and the carriage went first.
Ning Ze and the caravan followed.
The two peaks are dangerous peaks, the strange rocks are craggy, the sinister is extreme, the two peaks are inclined, as if they are connected, a long and narrow valley in the middle, it is difficult to see the sun all the year round, there is a wind blowing out in the canyon, on the occasion of this early summer, it actually makes people feel a burst of coldness, and then look at the silence of people and animals, everyone is tense face, it seems that this place is by no means a good place. (To be continued.) )