Trekking into the sky

Shadow Scroll

Chapter 6, Section 22

Jufei Mountain

The land is several continents, not mountains.

There was crushed ice in the air, and the overcast sky was still so gloomy, and the midday sun seemed to be accustomed to the black clouds that covered the sun, and it didn't seem to work so hard to radiate light.

Rourou yelled at Shen Tian through the frost wind, but Shen Tian couldn't hear anything, Shen Tian's eyes showed tenderness, looking at Rourou in the frost wind, and said softly: "Rourou, there are some things that I have to face alone, I don't like to drag anyone down, thank you, thank you for your trust in me all the time, but people's hearts are not ancient, among monks, there are too many people with ulterior motives, you follow me, it will only harm you." ”

After speaking, Shen Tian showed a gentle smile through the frost wind, the smile contained a trace of affection, and said softly: "Rourou, take care, this separation, maybe there will be no more days to see each other, whether I live or die, it will no longer be the previous Shen Tian, what I want to live and face is the days when I am hunted down and scared every day, this kind of life is not suitable for you." ”

Taking a deep breath, Shen Tian turned around, looked at the dark clouds in the sky, and finally said in an inaudible voice: "Live well." He no longer hesitated, and with a wave of his hand, Frost Wind flew into the cave behind him with Rourou, and Shen Tian didn't look back, and flew away.

Rourou shouted Shen Tian's name, but Shen Tian turned a deaf ear - the frost wind cut off all the breath of Rourou, including voice, spiritual power, and awareness, Rourou looked at the place where Shen Tian flew away in despair, and sat on the ground weakly, tears had already covered her chest, but her mouth still seemed to be muttering Shen Tian's name.

"It's in this area, the violent spiritual power fluctuation just now. Just two hours after Shen Tian left, a middle-aged monk frowned at the place where Shen Tian flew away, looking at the bare mountain range below.

"That's right, senior brother, according to the report of the junior brother who is in charge of the search in this area, it is indeed around here. Another young monk replied.

"Immediately return to the sect master, in addition, send more people to search a large area in this area, and be sure to find that kid for me, so that the dignity of the Qiu Sect cannot be touched!" the middle-aged monk commanded majestically.

The young monk answered yes, and then turned around and flew away - Lingqiu Sect, after receiving a notice from a stranger, learned that Shen Tian was in the Feishan area, the sect leader Ganqiu immediately arranged manpower, because the Feishan was too big, Lingqiu Sect sent thousands of disciples and four elders in the late Peiyuan period to encircle and suppress, and the four elders were guarded in the four directions of the southeast, northwest and northwest of Feishan Mountain, and set up a temporary station, and then the disciples of a team of ten people were scattered to conduct a large-scale search.

Lingqiu Sect is good at the art of joint attack, each time the newcomer enters will be divided into a group of ten people, by the leadership ability, talent and other comprehensive ability of the best for the captain, when practicing on weekdays, the elders will pass on the magic to the captain, and then the captain will arrange how to practice, so the strength of the ten-person team of the Qiu Sect is uneven, but because of this, there is a competitive relationship, and the excellent disciples will be one line higher than the children of other sects at the same time.

Non-mountain northern.

A team of Lingqiu Sect was flying at a low altitude to search for Shen Tian's traces, and looking at the appearance of that team, they were all minor monks, obviously just getting started. Unconsciously, grains of broken ice rose in the air, and no one in the team noticed this change, until the first monk fell from the sky stiffly because of being blown by the frost wind, and the team began to panic, but to no avail, the frost wind still froze them without warning, until there was only one person left, Shen Tian slowly flew out.

The monk looked at the nine senior brothers who were frozen on the ground, and then looked at Shen Tian who was looking at him with a gloomy face not far away, and actually had a feeling that he was about to faint, but a big sect disciple is a big sect disciple, even in the face of such a situation, he did not collapse, but took out a magic weapon and prepared to fight.

Shen Tian glanced at the monk, then looked down at the nine frozen monks on the ground, and nodded secretly in his heart, the power of the frost wind was really extraordinary, but it was a pity that he could not use the power of the frost wind for the first time - at that time, Shen Tian was still in a state of concentration in that mysterious predicament, and the area covered by the frost wind that he raised his hand was much larger than just now.

"Demon... Adversary, you... Let the horse come, I'm not afraid of you!" Seeing that Shen Tian did not move, the monk did not know what Shen Tian wanted to do, so he said in order to strengthen his courage.

The monk's voice caught Shen Tian's attention, and Shen Tian raised his head and looked at the monk—his head was covered with cold sweat, his hands were trembling, and he was swallowing his saliva. Shen Tian sighed secretly, this person's courage was not bad, but he didn't make a move, but turned around and flew away, leaving a stunned young monk, I don't know why, but the monk quickly reacted, glanced at the frozen brothers on the ground, gritted his teeth, turned around and flew north.

Non-mountain, Lingqiu Sect northern camp.

The simple wooden house is home to dozens of monks, all of whom are quite high-level cultivators.

A disciple in a hurry flew down from the sky and entered the largest room in a panic, saying something to an old woman.

"What? You said that Shen Tian didn't kill you, he just froze the nine disciples in your team, and then released you?" the old woman asked with a frown after listening to the little monk in front of her.

"That's right, Elder, what the disciple said is true, give the disciple 10,000 guts, and the disciple will not dare to deceive the elder. The little friar said hurriedly.

The old woman lowered her head and pondered for a while, then said, "Inform everyone, focus on searching that area." ”

The little monk breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and knew that the elder believed him, so he hurriedly said yes, and went out to convey the elder's order.

After the little monk left the wooden house, the old woman lowered her head again and pondered, and muttered, "Shen Tian, what are you going to do here?"

Non-mountain south face.

"Cangxuan Daoyou, it seems that we are a step too late. Dressed in a yellow robe, he looked at the camp of the Lingqiu Sect below, followed by about a hundred monks.

"Hehe, fellow Daoist, don't care, it's not the size of the mountain, it's not something that the power of Qiu Yijiao can cover, besides, looking for someone in such a large area, it's all about luck and not a lot of people, you can do it. Cang Xuan laughed, looked at the endless mountains of Feishan, and said.

"Haha, Daoist friend is very true, then, we will divide into three teams here, Cangxuan Daoyou, you lead the people you sent to search north from here, Yi Feng, you take people from here to the east, and the rest of the people, just follow me to the west." He said indifferently.

"That's very good, friends with sleeves, don't pass it for the time being, wait to kill Shen Tian's demon, and you and I will taste tea and talk about it. Saying that, he hugged his fists and took the lead and flew out, and the monks of the Xuanhuo Sect also followed Cangxuan to the north, Chen Dong, Huang Di, Canghuo and other old acquaintances were impressively listed.

Li Yifeng looked at Dongfang in a complicated way, but did not act, and his sleeves seemed to see that Li Yifeng was inappropriate, and said, "Yi Feng, is there a problem?"

Li Yifeng came back to his senses when he was asked, bowed his head and said, "Back to the master, the disciple is fine." ”

"Then let's take someone to search for it, don't miss a big deal. Looking at Li Yifeng like this, he sighed inwardly, but it was not revealed on the surface.

Li Yifeng answered yes and led people to fly to the east.

He looked at Li Yifeng's distant figure in a complicated manner, turned around and flew west.

The land is several continents, and the Qiu Sect is nearby.

"Master, our Lun Sect is far away from Feishan, and this time only fifty monks were dispatched to arrest Shen Tian, is there not enough manpower?" said a feminine monk who looked at the white-clothed old man with a long beard next to him.

"It doesn't matter, the Nanyu faction also sent fifty monks to advance and retreat with us, killing that Shen Tian is actually a matter of luck, if you encounter it, why do you need to make a move, the old man can destroy it with one hand. The long-bearded old man said proudly.

"That's, that's, Shizun's cultivation is proud of the Jedi continents, no one knows, no one knows. The feminine monk did not hesitate to praise him.

"We have to speed up, I observed the Lingqiu Sect in front with my mind, according to the estimate of the number of people they are now in the sect, they have sent a thousand monks to Feishan, we can't let them snatch this honor, you go back and tell the Taoist friends of the Nanyu faction, tell them to speed up, I will lead everyone to rush first." The long-bearded old man said.

The feminine disciple answered, and flew back, and just after the disciple flew away, an old voice came from the direction of the Lingqiu Sect: "Lu Zhangjiao, come to me to order the Qiu Sect as a guest, why do you need to bow first with your mind?"

The old man in white frowned when he heard this, used his spiritual power, and said loudly: "Don't blame the seniors, Lu Wen hasn't come out to walk for too long, but he has forgotten the rules, and the juniors will pay for it again." The old man in white said and made a gesture.

"Hmph, as the head of a big faction, I don't know how to measure it so much, I think your ancestor and I knew each other back then, since you forgot the rules, then the old man will teach his juniors for his former friend today. Saying that, a big sword appeared out of thin air and quickly stabbed at Lu Wen.

Seeing this, Lu Wen roared, and a piece of bark-like thing spun in front of Lu Wen.

Rumble!

The bark-like magic weapon shattered in response, and the corners of Lu Wen's mouth were bloody, and he squinted in the direction of Lingqiu Sect.

"Today's events, the old man should have never happened, if there is a next time, it will not be as simple as imposing a small punishment and letting you remember the rules. The old man's voice came again, and the great sword flew back into the Lingqiu Sect at an unbelievable speed.

Lu Wen wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, hugged his fists, and said loudly: "The juniors understand that the juniors still have important things to do, so I will leave." ”

The old voice didn't respond, as if he didn't want to deal with him, Lu Wen snorted coldly, and led the group of monks behind him to fly in the direction of Feishan.

Tanzhong City, an ordinary mortal city, is a border city in the west of the Middle Valley Country.

"Master, Master, look, look, there are so many new things, Zhi'er has never seen them. The cute boy, beside the old man, jumped and shouted, and the thin old man looked at the boy with a kind face, bowing his head slightly, and the pedestrians around him all smiled.

Suddenly, the old man seemed to notice something, and wanted to look in the sky, and in the sky, there seemed to be more than a dozen monks in green robes, flying quickly towards the east.

The old man muttered: "The people of the Danxue Sect have also been dispatched, this time, I don't know if I can keep this old bone." As he spoke, he bought two strings of rock sugar gourds, stuffed a string for the happy boy, and held a string himself, as if he knew that the boy would not be enough to eat a string, and the grandfather and grandson walked in the lively small city market, as if mortals.