The next day, Zhao Zhijing and Han Xiaoying, under the leadership of Zhuo Fan, Wang Wu and Zhang Shan, embarked on the journey to the Guangming Peak of the Ming Sect General Altar. Several people rode horses and galloped on the official road, looking at the scenery that kept passing through their eyes on the side of the road, the corners of Zhao Zhijing's mouth involuntarily showed a smile. I secretly thought in my heart: "Mingjiao is really worthy of daring to rebel against the imperial court, in this era, the imperial court controls the operation of horses, I can't imagine that people in Mingjiao can find five horses in this remote mountain village that are much better than one of the ordinary war horses." Zhao Zhijing glanced at a few people next to him, and couldn't help but laugh in his heart, when he first went down to Nanshan to break into the rivers and lakes, he didn't even have a decent horse, and his dream of being a fresh and angry horse turned into a bubble, at this time he was riding a horse galloping, but his mood was very different. Zhao Zhijing couldn't help but sigh at how ruthless the passage of time was, which consumed the blood and passion of young people, smoothed their edges and corners, and created a self that he couldn't even imagine.

The time of the day slipped away when a few people were hurrying, and Zhao Zhijing and the others stopped and looked at the villages and market towns beside them. Zhuo Fan drove his horse to Zhao Zhijing's side and said: "Zhao Gongzi, there is no shop in front of the village here, are we going to rush overnight or take a rest here?" Zhao Zhijing looked around, and then looked at the sky At this time, the bright moon was in the sky, and there were no clouds in the starlight, thinking that it would not rain tonight, Zhao Zhijing looked at Han Xiaoying again, and at this time her face had a tired look. Zhao Zhijing thought in his heart: "Although Xiao Ying has lived in the desert for more than ten years, she is still an authentic Jiangnan person, plus she is a woman, and her internal strength at this time is not profound, and she is also a little tired at this time!" After speaking, Zhao Zhijing got up and jumped off the horse, and Zhuo Fan, Wang Wu and Zhang Shan saw that they jumped off the horse, and they also jumped off the horse. Zhao Zhijing walked quickly to Han Xiaoying's horse and stretched out his hand to help Han Xiaoying off the horse. The few people found a relatively flat place on the side of the road, and Zhang Shan and Wang Wu tied their horses to the trees next to them and walked into the forest. Zhao Zhijing took Han Xiaoying's hand and came to a bluestone next to him, and Zhao Zhijing waved his sleeves to sweep away some of the dead grass and dust on the bluestone before asking Han Xiaoying to sit down.

The forest was unusually quiet at night, Zhao Zhijing and several people were sitting cross-legged around the burning fire at this time, a few fat rabbits were roasted on the fiery red flame, Zhang Shan kept turning the wooden stick wearing a hare, and not adding some of his homemade seasonings, and after a while, a rabbit was roasted to yellow, and a fragrance continued to come out of it, arousing the appetite of several people. Zhao Zhijing looked at the hare that was still being licked by the flames, and said to Zhuo Fan next to him: "Brother Zhuo, this mountain roasted hare knows that it is a delicacy in the world just by smelling it, and you are really blessed to walk outside with him!" Zhuo Fan heard Zhao Zhijing's words, and couldn't help but show a smile on his face and said: "That is, when we were with Zhang Shan, all of us ate from him, not to mention that his hand was the only one in the world." Zhang Shan showed a smile on his face when he heard Zhao Zhijing's words, without any restraint, obviously how confident he was in his craft.

In the middle of the night, the fire was still burning, adding a little light and warmth to this remote forest. Han Xiaoying was leaning on Zhao Zhijing's shoulder at this time, closing her eyes and letting out a gentle breathing sound from time to time, and the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned to reveal a happy smile, showing that he was so happy even in his dreams. Zhao Zhijing's eyes swept a few times, and saw that Zhuo Fan and the three of them were sleeping soundly at this time, without paying any attention to the environment around them, at this time they were all wandering in a warm dreamland, and the five horses were also sleeping well at this time, Zhao Zhijing also closed his eyes, and slightly operated his true qi, conveying wisps of warmth for Han Xiaoying and dispelling the cold of midnight.

In the sky, the bright moonlight was obscured by yin and yang at this time, but there were still a little starlight shining on the earth, and the original flame was already only a wisp of light smoke floating from time to time, and some red charcoal was still emitting heat. Zhao Zhijing's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and a small amount of light shot out of his eyes, which looked extremely strange in this dark forest. Then Zhao Zhijing swept a few dead branches from the ground to the fire with charcoal fire with a wave of his hand, and suddenly the dark forest also brightened, and several people who were still asleep at this time also woke up one after another. Zhao Zhijing saw that several people had woken up, and glanced at everyone, and several people felt his gaze, and their faces showed deep doubts. Zhao Zhijing looked at the dark woods in the distance, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "Which friend is it, since they have been watching us there for so long, haven't you thought of coming out to talk?" Zhao Zhijing's words fell, there was no sound in the forest, Zhuo Fan and the others looked at the woods in the distance, and turned their eyes to see Zhao Zhijing's face showing deep doubts, only Han Xiaoying, who was sitting next to Zhao Zhijing, did not have the slightest doubt, but looked at the dark woods in the distance with her eyes wide open, she knew that since Zhao Zhijing said so, there must be someone there.

After a while, there was still not the slightest movement in the forest, and the corners of Zhao Zhijing's mouth curled up slightly and said: "It seems that this friend thinks I'm joking, since that's the case, don't blame me for being ruthless!" After that, Zhao Zhijing stretched out his hand and grabbed the fire a few feet away, and a piece of charcoal the size of a fist was sucked into the air by Zhao Zhijing, and there was no slightest flame, but there was still a little bit of spark, and the charcoal suddenly burst out of flames a foot high. Zhao Zhijing pushed his hand forward, and the charcoal burning with flames flew like a small sun towards the dark forest in the distance. In the dark forest, a fiery red "sun" instantly crossed and hit a tree the size of a sea bowl. Immediately, the tree burned, and at this moment, a black shadow flashed on the tree, like a huge black eagle flying towards Zhao Zhijing and the others, and after a few take-offs, he crossed a distance of several zhang and came to Zhao Zhijing and the others.

Zhao Zhijing and the others really saw this person at this time, and saw that this person was wearing black clothes, a silver mask on his face, and his lips and eyes were exposed. Although Zhao Zhijing felt the existence of this person, he didn't know what this person looked like, at this time, a closer look, this person's eyes looked very bright, in this dark night were revealing a stream of fine light, Zhao Zhijing thought carefully that this person's eyes are like the eyes of the eagle are so sharp and spiritual.