The trace of unnatural changes in the vitality of heaven and earth is not something that all cultivators can capture, Xu Chen is trying to capture it, as long as he can capture that thread, then he will be able to know when the opposing cultivator will make a move, and know how the opponent's natal object is operating.

Today he succeeded, so when the monk's rosary roared to him, the trajectory of the movement could not be seen with the naked eye, but in his sea of consciousness it was extremely clear and incomparably slow.

Mastering the trajectory of the enemy's weapon is only the first step, in this combat style, Xu Chen needs to close the distance between him and the opponent's cultivator in the shortest possible time, and drag the opponent into close combat.

Moreover, except for the peak powerhouses of the martial arts and the masters of the Demon Sect, all the cultivators in the world have a fatal problem, their physical bodies and abilities are too fragile in comparison. If there is no strong attendant, who is close to a guy like him who is used to life and death with sharp swordsmanship, then there is only one way to die.

Xu Chen would ponder this way of fighting, which was related to his own cultivation qualifications. Now, he still doesn't know much about the rune path, and before he becomes a talisman master, when he wants to defeat a cultivator who is similar to his own realm, or even higher than himself, he must have some different means, and this is also related to what his master Lu Yin said.

At that time, Lu Yin looked at him and said calmly: "Even if you can fly your sword into the clouds and kill the enemy of thousands of miles, if that enemy can protect a foot in front of you, this earth-shattering sword is meaningless." Therefore, it is more important than anything else to manage the land in front of you. ”

The sword was thousands of miles, less than a foot in front of him, Xu Chen led the black horse to stand quietly in the snow by the lake, he looked at the sky thousands of miles away, and drew his sword to cut down a snowflake in front of him.

......

After Xu Chen left, in the yellow cloth of the mountain stream, the girls of the Western Jin Dynasty were still excitedly talking about the past, Yaxiu soaked her little feet in the slightly hot spring, and said happily: "I really don't know, who that brother is and why he is so powerful." ”

Zhao Ling'er glanced at her with a smile and said, "I already guessed it when we met for the first time, otherwise why would the mountain lord want us to treat him so politely, if it were someone else, he would have been expelled for several miles." ”

Then she sighed and said, "Fortunately, with this senior brother coming forward, those monks from Lengyan Temple will be more honest and will not send people over to rob them." ”

Yaxiu was thinking about some details of the battle, her little soles slapped on the surface of the stream, tilted her head slightly, and asked curiously: "Winning against that stinky monk, that senior brother didn't use any cultivation methods, and he didn't even feel any mental fluctuations in his body, senior sister, is he a cultivator?"

Zhao Ling'er was stunned and said, "I think I can't practice, right?

She was a little hesitant to say this, because she herself didn't believe that an ordinary person who couldn't practice could defeat the monks of Lengyan Temple so easily with a standard saber and a decorative jade sword in his hand.

The yellow-clothed girl in a quiet corner, the hot mist of the hot spring mountain stream gathered and dispersed, and the winter sun sprinkled from the high woodtops, so that everything was coated with a dazzling halo, and the black-haired girl in the white shirt seemed not to hear the girls' conversations, calmly holding the pen slowly, and with the movement of the tip of the pen, the hair slowly poured down on her shoulders.

............

Today's Xu Chen has embarked on a completely different path from ordinary cultivators, he always demands himself with the principle of "not for the purpose of subduing the enemy, practicing is eating too much to support", and constantly trying to learn in his daily practice life and combat practice, in a sense, although the cultivation realm is still ordinary, he can already be called a master, especially when facing ordinary cultivators.

Whether it is everything experienced in the Heavenly Volcano or the battle when you meet the demon fox, every time it is a kind of growth and maturity.

Of course, if he met those great cultivators of the higher realms now, no matter how fast his reaction was or how strong his fighting style was, he would still fall to the ground in embarrassment and wait to be beaten to death with a wave of his hand and a flick of his fingers.

However, if he really encountered such a strong man in the wasteland, Xu Chen naturally had other means, whether it was the rune skills that had not been used in battle, or the life-saving tips given to him by Lu Yin.

With a calm and objective judgment of his own strength, he has a relatively accurate assessment of the danger of entering the wasteland, he knows that it is impossible for him to forcibly snatch the heavenly book between the masters of all parties, but it should not be a big problem to secretly watch or occasionally make some bad things and cause some trouble to Xiahou.

Hiding his identity and sneaking into the wasteland, whether it is sightseeing or not, if the situation changes sharply, he really angers those worldly masters who wave their hands and scare the storm, and when he is forced into a place where the mountains and rivers are exhausted, he can't escape, and there is nowhere to hide, he still has the last two life-saving means, but those two means are not enough for outsiders.

"My lord, do you want to go into the wasteland alone? ”

The captain showed an angry and resolute look on his face, and the snow bright steel knife in his hand pulled out a few small flowers in front of him, and then did not hesitate...... rested on his neck.

"If you want to get rid of your subordinates and go into the wasteland yourself, then step on my corpse and get out of this room. ”

Xu Chen looked at the captain who was sworn to death, and shook his head helplessly, but the captain didn't know the purpose of his entry into the wasteland at all.

Xu Chen didn't care much about the captain's nervous attitude, and he was more concerned about how he should enter the wasteland, not only to be safe but also convenient to evacuate, the best way was to break in directly with thousands of iron horsemen, but how to find the book of heaven with thousands of elite horsemen?

Riding alone in the wasteland seems like a heroic choice.

However, although he believed that with his ability and familiarity with the wasteland, it would be easy to survive, but this choice was too clear, it was too easy to become the most obvious target, and it was too arrogant, he was a man, not a god.

Only the immortal sun is qualified to be so awesome, so confident, so narcissistic, if Xu Chen rises on the grassland like a sun, it will attract everyone's attention in the shortest possible time, and then be identified without accident. The forces of all parties know that you represent the will of the Chaoyang Imperial Court and the Dushan Sect, and even if they don't come to kill you, there are countless ways to trap you somewhere, so that you can't get in touch with what you want to touch at all.

The Great General's Mansion of Wuxian Town did this, so Xu Chen was guarded by dozens of elite troops, and he could only roam around the border for in-depth tourism all day long. At this time, the captain who looked at him with a horizontal knife and a resolute tragedy did the same, so Xu Chen looked at him and could only frown and think about something else.

"What is the best way to enter the wasteland?"

The lieutenant was stunned for a moment, his face showed a look of grief and indignation, his knife had been rested on his neck, and the adult actually ignored it completely, still insisted on entering the wasteland, and asked himself how to do it? Could it be that you have to pull out a bloody wound on your neck with a trembling blade in your right hand, and you are willing to look at yourself directly, my lord?

Xu Chen suddenly remembered the yellow cloth by the lakeside stream, his frowning brows gradually relaxed, looked up at the captain who was still holding the knife to his neck, and said: "There is something I want you to do, there is a man named Lu Jiuyang, who is a disciple of the Dushan Sect, he is now in the military village not far away, I went with you a few days ago." I want you to find a way to imprison him, keep him from any contact with the outside world, and do it secretively, can you do it?"

The lieutenant held the knife, felt that his neck was a little stiff, felt that his movements were a little funny, and replied in distress: "There should be no problem, just an adult......"

Xu Chen waved his hand, didn't listen to his advice, and said seriously: "Don't try to stop me with this method, I've never been afraid of the dead, let alone looking for the dead by myself." ”

The captain was discouraged, thinking that it was really a great misfortune in life to meet such a hard-hearted boss.

Xu Chen looked at the posture of holding the knife and said, "You are holding the knife in your right hand, if you want to kill yourself, should you turn the blade sideways and rest it on the right side of your neck?"

Only then did the lieutenant realize that there was something wrong with the way he held the knife, so he took off his head in shame, hid his face and ran out of the house.

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Wu Su, the princess of the Western Jin Dynasty, wants a hot spring to take a bath, no matter how you look at it, it can't be regarded as a non-trivial request. However, that hot spring had already been occupied by the female disciples of the Yuxuanmen of the Western Jin Dynasty, so this request became non-divided, and then a dispute was triggered, which led to more non-divisive things.

The Western Jin Dynasty Jade Xuanmen came just some ordinary disciples, although over the years, the relationship between the Western Jin Dynasty Imperial Court and the Jade Xuanmen was very embarrassing, but he couldn't believe that those female disciples dared to treat the subordinates he sent over like this.

The ascetic monk is the second disciple of the Lengyan Temple in the Western Jin Dynasty, and the relationship between the Lengyan Temple and the royal family has been good over the years, or it is a good transaction with each other, and she naturally knows the strength of these two disciples.

Xu Chen repelled the monk and temporarily retained the ownership of the Hot Spring Creek for the girls of the Western Jin Dynasty, but soon after, an extremely difficult task fell to the girls.

The Chaoyang Empire wants to negotiate with the Qiang, whether it is true or not, no matter what the two sides have in mind, they still have to get by on the surface, so the Western Jin Dynasty, which is on the east side of the Chaoyang Kingdom and has a little border with the Qiang people, will not be able to fight with the Qiang people by themselves.

In order to show sincerity and show benevolence and peace, the Western Jin Dynasty wanted to send a group of people to send a batch of gifts to the Qiang people, the so-called gifts, very vulgar, in addition to food, it can only be cloth and silk and other things.

Raising tigers for such a stupid thing, even the brightest idiot would not do it, so the amount of this batch of grain cannot be too large, just a symbolic meaning.

Since it is symbolic, it naturally needs to be transported to the Qiang people before the middle of winter, but the weather is cold, and if you go deep into the wasteland, you may encounter horse thieves at any time, which is not without difficulty.

Especially for the reason that the Western Jin Dynasty Marshal Battalion was focused on defense, and was only willing to send a very small number of cavalry escorts, then this task looked even more terrifying.

The ones who received this task were the girls of the Jade Xuanmen of the Western Jin Dynasty.

The girls of the Western Jin Dynasty followed the cavalry to escort the grain to the wasteland, and naturally they could no longer occupy the beautiful Wenxi by the lake, no matter what dangers they would encounter on the way, it would be their own responsibility.

Yaxiu puffed up and said, "It's too much!

A female disciple said gloomily: "There may be a princess behind this order. ”

Yaxiu's eyes widened, as if she had thought of something.

"Now you have to stand up and speak. ”

"What did you say?"

The black-haired girl didn't turn around, and her tone of voice seemed to fluctuate much less than that of a normal person, so that her mood seemed unusually calm, or she didn't feel any emotions at all.

Zhao Linger and Yaxiu glanced at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes. Zhao Ling'er took a few steps forward and said in a low voice: "The imperial court is obviously partial to those guys in Lengyan Temple, just because they can change the emperor's life?"

The black-haired girl picked up the pen again, wrote quietly on the desk, and said: "Simple things, for the imperial court, this is just a small thing, where can we talk about partiality?"

Zhao Ling'er said anxiously: "Just rely on us to escort the grain and grass, once we encounter horse thieves and soldiers, or even some people with bad intentions, then what should we do?"

The black-haired girl dipped her pen in ink and said softly, "So what?"

has been with her for many years, Zhao Ling'er knows that she is such a character, not indifferent, but obsessed with books and ink, and does not care about most things in the world, but now the disciples of Yuxuanmen are facing an extremely dangerous situation, she is the only one who can save this situation, and she can't continue to be so light.