Chapter Forty-Seven: Cultivation and Precipitation!
The Tianshan Mountains are a huge mountain range that stretches for thousands of kilometers, and it is more than 1,000 kilometers from Western Xia to the border of the Liao Kingdom alone. 35xs
After Lin Nuo and Xiu'er separated, they walked alone in the Tianshan Mountains, stepping on the thick snow, and walking towards the border of Liao Country step by step.
"Squeak, squeak~~"
Lin Nuo stepped on the snow-capped mountain, his face indifferent.
It was obviously an extremely low temperature, but he was only dressed in a black robe, and he didn't have any warmth at all.
In addition to bringing some dry food with him, only the Molong spear, which weighed hundreds of catties, was held in his hand.
For Lin Nuo today, wealth and power are all things outside the body, and only his own strength is the foundation of everything.
Along the way, except for some snow wolves and other creatures that can survive in the low-temperature environment of the snowy mountains, Lin Nuo hardly encountered other creatures, and the kind of environment where the world is vast and he exists alone makes him almost feel like he is about to feather and fly.
Step by step, Lin Nuo did not walk fast.
When you feel tired, you will stop to rest, and when you have a whim, you will also stop to practice marksmanship.
He didn't practice any advanced marksmanship, but started practicing the most basic marksmanship.
The most basic marksmanship moves such as stabbing, pumping, shaking, and teasing will be practiced tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of times by Lin Nuo every day, and every day, he can feel that he seems to have a deeper understanding of the application of marksmanship. Flash Dance
Day after day, Lin Nuo walked in the vast Tianshan Mountains for three months, and the shoes under his feet had long since rotted.
Lin Nuo didn't care about this, if he didn't have shoes, he would be barefoot, and after being barefoot, he faintly felt that he and heaven and earth seemed to be more appropriate.
Especially the earth under his feet, sometimes when he practiced marksmanship, he could even vaguely sense the heaviness and vicissitudes of the earth, and naturally, Lin Nuo's seemingly plain marksmanship unconsciously brought a trace of heaviness and vicissitudes.
In this regard, Lin Nuo was not happy, nor did he think deeply, he was still moving forward in an orderly manner, practicing guns, and moving forward step by step.
After walking out of the Tianshan Mountains, the temperature between heaven and earth gradually increased, and the vegetation in the mountains and plains also increased.
Sometimes Lin Nuo saw a rushing waterfall in the mountains and rivers, and he might practice his gun directly under the waterfall on a whim.
Sometimes when he sees a pure river, he may swim in the water, like a fish, playing and chasing with them.
Sometimes when he is interested, he sees a boulder on the top of the mountain, he may sit on it, sit on it for several days, imagine that he is a boulder, let the years pass, the vicissitudes of life, he will not move.
Although the path of cultivation was tortuous, Lin Nuo enjoyed it, and from beginning to end, he enjoyed this feeling that although it seemed boring, he could continue to get stronger. Flash Dance
In such a seemingly disorganized but tireless state of cultivation, Lin Nuo came to the border of the Liao Kingdom and entered an almost boundless prairie.
The area of Liao is extremely huge, of course, there are many places, in fact, there are no people, for example, after Lin Nuo entered the grassland, he walked for more than half a month before he gradually encountered some small tribes in the grassland.
The people of the tribes in the steppe were still very bold and hospitable during the non-war period.
They did not show disdain for Lin Nuo, a lone traveler in ragged clothes, barefoot, and unshaven like a beggar, but warmly invited him to their home, prepared hot mare's milk wine, and even slaughtered a sheep for him, and made a sumptuous dinner.
After dark, the host led his little daughter, who was not yet fully adult, into Lin Nuo's room, smiled very politely at Lin Nuo, and then withdrew from the room.
Looking at the little girl who was blushing, but looked like she was fifteen or sixteen years old, Lin Nuo was a little speechless.
He knew that in ancient times, some grassland tribes had the custom of letting their daughters sleep with them after guests came to the house, but he didn't expect that today, he also enjoys this kind of treatment.
In desperation, Lin Nuo had to walk out, he didn't understand the grassland language, so he had to keep making comparisons, and finally let the master understand that he was an ascetic and not close to women.
After understanding Lin Nuo's identity as an ascetic, the master's face changed, and he hurriedly confessed, as if he was afraid that Lin Nuo would be angry.
In this small tribe, Lin Nuo lived for more than ten days in a row, and finally barely learned the grassland language, although it still sounds a little jerky, but at least there is no problem in communicating with people.
"Your Excellency, are you leaving?"
On this day, Lin Nuo simply cleaned up, carried the ink dragon gun, and after saying hello to the host's family, he was ready to leave and continue his journey.
"My lord, a month ago, an order was issued in the city of the Great Liao Capital, and it began to sign signs in various places, and it seems that there is another war, and your journey may not be peaceful next!"
For the master's reminder, Lin Nuo smiled and nodded in thanks, but still waved his hand, indicating that he had to go.
"My lord, my son Barong has also been dragged to join the army, if you meet him in the future, please tell him that his father and sister are still waiting for him at home!"
As he spoke, the somewhat old prairie man handed Lin Nuo a bracelet made of shells on his wrist.
"There is also a bracelet on Barong's wrist, if you see him, please give him this bracelet and tell him that whether he survives or not, he will always be the proudest son of my Batu!"
Lin Nuo said that he would definitely do this, and then slowly disappeared into the vast prairie with the expectations of his family.
As he continued to walk, Lin Nuo gradually penetrated deeper into the hinterland of the grassland.
Perhaps because of the continuous recruitment of troops in the Great Liao Imperial Court, on the entire grassland, you can see groups of sergeants riding war horses coming and going from time to time.
For the Liao team and the horse thieves who were carnivaling everywhere, Lin Nuo kept avoiding them at first, unwilling to come into direct contact with them.
But it backfired, and as time passed, one day, he finally encountered a team of horse thieves who were raiding everywhere.
This is a team of no less than 100 horse thieves, it seems that they have just returned from plundering, one by one carrying women and food on horseback, and the rear of the team is also driving the flock, which seems to have a good harvest.
For Lin Nuo's ragged appearance like a beggar, even if he was carrying a spear behind him, the horse thieves did not take him to heart, and whistled by him very casually.
If it were a fat sheep, the horse thieves might be interested in stopping and plundering, but a poor beggar, these fruitful horse thieves, would not bother to spend their time on Linno.
It's just that there will always be a few lowly hands in the team of hundreds of horse thieves, no, just when Lin Nuo passed by them and was about to be completely separated, there was a young horse thief driving a flock of sheep in the rear, waving a long knife and slashing at Lin Nuo's neck!
Perhaps, this young horse thief is just too boring, or maybe he lacks combat experience and wants to use the life of Lin Nuo, a broken beggar, to practice his hands, in short, his subconscious move is to poke the sky out of the hole!