The bitter cold wind, carrying the sharpness of cutting the skin, blew through the vast wasteland.

In autumn, the slender blades of grass that grow wildly on the mud soil that has been soaked in rain continue to spread in the cold winter wind.

The green of the wasteland has not faded with the cold winter.

On the quiet water, a thin layer of ice has formed.

Yougen was dressed in tiger armor and held a silver helmet in both hands.

He looked down at the waterway that surrounded the slab wall, staring at the frozen water.

He opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of warm air, and the sudden rise in temperature precipitated the water droplets in the air, forming a column of fog that sloped downward.

"Almost, half a year. ”

"Huh. ”

Liu Heng stood beside Yougen and stretched out his hands on the repaired battlements.

"You're mistaken. ”

"It's been nine months. ”

Liu Heng curled the corners of his mouth and sneered.

"In fifteen days, winter will be over. ”

However, the allied forces of the counties have not moved. ”

Hearing this, Yougen pursed his lips slightly, showing helplessness.

"In addition to the daily training of the soldiers, and the scouts who are all around Ningchuan and are patrolling at any time, the total number of coalition soldiers has been more than 100,000, and they have all cowered in the camp for nine months. ”

"In the daylight of the day, I have not been able to find a cultivator in the coalition camp. ”

"They went into hiding. ”

Liu Heng sighed and removed the smile from his face.

"It is only at night that I can occasionally catch a glimpse of those people in the tent. ”

"It seems. ”

Yougen shook his head, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, and a wry smile on his face.

"They are stationed here to prevent us from leading our troops out of Ningchuan. ”

"I was still thinking about renovating the back of the wall. and opened up trade routes. ”

"Now it seems that we have to seal this place. ”

Hearing this, Liu Heng pursed his mouth.

"It's only temporary. ”

"The coalition forces are stationed here, and they consume a lot of food every day. ”

"Besides, the repair of weapons of more than 100,000 soldiers, the supply of fodder for horses, and the large amount of materials needed to maintain the camp, even if the forces of the counties are united, how long can they last?"

"There are roots. ”

Liu Heng turned his head and looked at Yougen. The pupils moved slightly.

"They can't wait long. ”

Hearing this, Yougen lowered his head and was silent for a moment.

His eyes narrowed in confusion.

"I'm curious. ”

"What are they waiting for?"

The time, the place, the yin and yang?

Or is it human?

Yougen raised his head and looked at the coalition camp in the distance, his eyes lingering in the golden flames. Pierced through the darkness of the night.

He stared at the coalition camp and frowned.

Southern Xinjiang, a large number of fine-leaved ficus, even in winter. On the surface, it is still lush and green in the mountains.

Zhang Yong drove the flying sword under his feet and landed on a cliff.

On both sides of the cliff, there is an abyss. Bottomless.

There are countless groups of apes in the forest, leaping between the walls of the abyss with the help of the thick vines that grow among the banyan trees. Frolic and forage.

The shrill cry of the ape continued to sound between the cliffs.

Antelopes and dwarf deer, with slender legs and good at climbing between cliffs, walk on steep cliffs, but they are like walking on the ground.

The cuckoo and the yellow warbler keep flying in the banyan forest, opening their mouths to sing a graceful and crisp low song.

The sound of chirping and the cry of the ape in his ears continued, Zhang Yong looked sideways slightly, and saw an antelope jumping to his side.

The antelope tilted its head, and the dark eyes of Zhang Yong's figure showed doubt and hesitation.

"Come here. ”

Zhang Yong's face was expressionless, and he stretched out his right hand towards the antelope's head in an unusually domineering manner.

Facing Zhang Yong's outstretched hand, the antelope turned around decisively and jumped to the side.

Zhang Yong grabbed the air and immediately frowned.

He waved his sleeves and put away his sword, putting his hands behind his back.

He looked at the antelope that had jumped to the edge of the cliff and pursed his lips.

The antelope turned its head, took one last look at Zhang Yong, and jumped off the cliff.

Zhang Yong lowered his head and saw the antelope kicking on the convex rock on the cliff, and quickly jumped into the depths of the banyan forest growing on the cliff.

He turned around, took a deep breath, and walked under a banyan tree.

It was a big banyan tree.

The roots of the giant banyan are like spider webs, bare on the ground, and the branches are coiled on top of each other, each of which is unusually thick.

Countless logs hung from the thick branches, and after being inserted into the ground, countless nets stretched out.

The ground under the giant banyan tree was densely covered and crowded, like a giant hand with countless fingers, firmly grasping the cliff.

It's a tree, it's a forest.

Between the branches of the banyan tree, the green leaves are lush and boundless, and the crisp birdsong is endless.

Zhang Yong carefully avoided falling into the soil, and in the endless years he had become extremely large, many of which were thicker than the thick roots that an adult hugs.

The farther away from the main body of the banyan tree, the denser the stout roots that fall to the ground.

Zhang Yong controlled his breathing and walked slowly through the dense root trees, not using the slightest Yuan Gang in his body.

He walked very hard, sometimes having to stop and climb with both hands, and sometimes even holding on to the vines and walking like an ape.

Bumps and bumps along the way, although Zhang Yong's physique is stronger than ordinary people, he soon had several scratches and bruises on his body.

In the early morning, Zhang Yong walked under the banyan tree, but when the sun was about to set, he finally came to the main body of the banyan tree.

A thick torso that can be hugged by thousands.

Overhead, all the light was blocked by the overly dense foliage.

Zhang Yong stood in the main body of the banyan tree, and in the darkness, he drove the Gangyuan in his body with all his strength.

"Bang!"

The indigo wind yuan, like a substance, surrounded Zhang Yong's body, like a cyan flame.

He stretched out his sleeves, and with the sound of the sword, six crow-like segments formed a long sword in front of him.

"Whew~!"

The strong wind swept under the banyan tree, and the moist air rushed into Zhang Yong's nasal cavity.

"Rustle~!"

The branches above their heads swayed, and the leaves on the branches rubbed against each other, making a rustling sound.

Zhang Yong frowned slightly, and folded his sword fingers in front of his chest.

"Whew!"

The sword turned into a blue light and stabbed at the trunk of the banyan tree.

"Bang!"

A green curtain of light stood abruptly in front of the tree.

The long sword stabbed on the light curtain, and ripples poured out from the surface of the light curtain.

Then, the ground under Zhang Yong's feet suddenly shook.

Countless waist-thick roots and branches rose violently, and they all slapped towards Zhang Yong's body.

Zhang Yong frowned slightly, and the indigo Gangyuan on his body was like a flame, and he suddenly let go.

"Woo! Woo ......"

The roots and branches hit the body protector Gangyuan, and the huge force of the shock all fell on Zhang Yong's body.

"Poof!"

Zhang Yong opened his mouth, spat out blood, and immediately flew up from the ground.

He sped towards the sky, but was hit by a branch in mid-air.

The mighty force, with a devastating might, struck Zhang Yong into the sky.

Zhang Yong's body Yuan Gang surged for a while, and then it broke.

He spat out blood again, and then waved his hand to recall the Dao Sword. (To be continued......)

PS: Hurry.

I'm going to work the day shift and go to sleep.

Thank you for your great support.