Chapter 68 News

Mitu slowly stood up, he cut a new branch from the willow tree beside him, and his wrist trembled, and the young branch was like a whip coiling several whip flowers, but there was no sound. He moved slowly, the ape's arms were lightly extended, the wicker cut through the light wind and burst into whip shadows, sometimes like a huge wave crashing on the shore, and even made a rumbling sound, and sometimes it was like clear water crossing a stream, light and changeable. Suddenly, the momentum of the road changed, the wicker was rigid and straight, the true qi was everywhere, the wicker was like a thin sword, bursting out of the cold stars, and the sound of the true qi breaking through the air was in the ears, like a storm......

Yes, Mi Tu is practicing his martial arts. For several months, "Thirteen Secret Techniques" has long been familiar with the chest, the essence of the essence, at this time a short piece of wicker in his hand is as if alive, like a sword, like a knife, like a gun, like a stick, Wudang sword, Longyin sword, giant door sword, overlord gun, five tiger broken door knife, Luohan stick...... One after another, all of them were displayed in his hands at this time, and a gust of wind blew. That wicker is like a coiled dragon, like a tiger, rigid and soft, and the wind is like a sea and a mountain.

Not far away, under the shadow of a tree, a figure melts into the heavens and the earth, as if there is nothing, but it is real, a pair of deep eyes are shining, and there is both surprise and admiration in the eyes. Suddenly, another figure floated from a distance, which immediately aroused his vigilance, and when he glanced at it, he saw that the figure stopped not far away, standing silently under the starlight, but there was a fierceness hidden in his eyes that were also shining, and he stared at the dancing figure of Mitu, and a wave of greed and excitement flashed in his eyes.

The people who came later also seemed to be alert, and soon discovered the existence of the person under the tree, and he suddenly raised his eyes, and a cold light immediately burst out in his eyes. The two seemed to have a tacit understanding, and almost at the same time flashed, disappearing in the same direction in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, Mi Tu seemed to feel something, he slowly retracted his body, forced himself to suppress some scattered qi in his chest, and when he looked out, he found nothing. But he couldn't help shrinking in his heart, and immediately a feeling of being grabbed by a big hand made him tense. This feeling made Mito's body extremely uncomfortable, and he savored it carefully, but in his heart he told himself that it was not an illusion just now, that someone was indeed watching him, but at this time he could no longer find the source of that feeling.

Mi Tu knew that he must have met a master, and while secretly adjusting the true qi that was still a little scattered in his body, he quietly stood in place and waited for the other party to appear, but after a long time, he still didn't find anything. He knew that since the other party could hide himself so deeply, he would definitely not be a vulgar person, and he was afraid that he would not be able to forcibly find out the other party.

Since the perception has been interrupted by others, that kind of ethereal realm is absolutely unwanted. Mitu looked up at the starlight in the sky, and gently exhaled a breath of turbidity, as if he had vomited out the burden of his body, but there was still no sense of relaxation in his heart. In the perception just now, he vaguely seemed to have touched an extremely high martial arts realm, but that realm was so far away and unreal, he tried to reach out and touch the edge of that realm, but was stopped by an extremely powerful force, it seemed to be a once translucent wall, the real existence, but it was so vague, and it was impossible to step forward. He tried to use all his martial arts to impact, wanting to break through that barrier, but he was counterattacked, and fortunately, the inexplicable external influence just now woke him up, otherwise he let himself continue to impact like this, and he really didn't know what unpredictable consequences would be, he knew that even if the consequences were the lightest, it would never be as chaotic as now, and it was possible to be seriously injured.

The east has gradually brightened, and the silence around is still the same. Mi Tu sighed helplessly, "It seems that my martial arts realm is still not enough, and I can't take any more risks in the future, so let's try to lay a good foundation......; Ahem, what should come will come, let him go. Thinking of this, he unconsciously put everything down.

Mitu looked at the morning glow on the horizon, and a touch of red above the green was gradually radiating a thousand rays of light, illuminating the heaven and the earth. He smiled, stretched out his arms, took a deep breath of coolness, and let the freshness swim through his body, and he couldn't help but feel a shock again. Then, with a leap of his hand, he lightly leaped over the stream and quickly walked off into the distance.

The sun is blazing. The noon of late spring was so hot and dry, all the trees hung down their branches, and a gust of wind blew and rustled, as if praying for the long-awaited rain and dew.

Mitu patted the shriveled water bladder on his waist, but there was a strange warmth in his heart. Han Jing'er is really careful, and there is everything in the package she gave him when she parted, from silver clothes to towels and wooden combs. He looked up at the town not far away and walked away.

Since that night I let go of the mountain in my heart, Mitu no longer deliberately avoided the worldly red dust, "Taoism is natural", since I went down the mountain, then I regarded everything as an experience in the red dust, and deliberately forced myself to go astray, everything went naturally, to see the life in the red dust, maybe it will be more conducive to my own clear mind, conducive to my own practice.

The town is far away from the surrounding prefectures and counties, so it is not prosperous, with hundreds of households lined up on both sides of the road, and more than a dozen stores scattered and scattered. A small restaurant in the middle of the town, and only one relatively large guest hall held up its face, and a banner used to attract guests hung weakly by the door, only lazily moving when the occasional wind blew.

As soon as Mitu arrived at the door, a middle-aged man wearing an apron hurriedly greeted him and greeted him attentively: "Little brother is here, please come inside, although the small shop is simple, it is absolutely clean, and the big cakes of the small shop are famous far and near, and the little brother is definitely satisfied." The middle-aged man let Mi Tu go inside, and his face was full of courteous smiles.

Mitu smiled at the middle-aged man and followed him through the door. The store is indeed very simple, with a long table at the door, and a few coarse porcelain wine jars on a very simple wooden shelf behind the counter, even if it is a counter, there are several square tables in front of the counter, which is all the belongings of the small shop. The middle-aged man didn't lie, both the counter and the guest table were extremely clean, and it could be regarded as spotless, and Mitu nodded with satisfaction.

At this time, I saw that there were only two bearded men sitting at a table leading to the inner room drinking and chatting, perhaps because they had noticed that a new customer was coming, and the two of them looked up at Mi Tu intentionally or unintentionally, and then stopped paying attention to him, and turned back to continue their own conversation.

Mitu didn't care, and picked up a random table and sat down.

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