In the past eight years, although Zuo Qing has lived in Nanyuan, he has also walked through every corner of Qianling Mountain, from Octagonal Rock to Nanhu, from Dongling to Shenjian, he has also been to Lingjian Hall, and even Monkey Head Peak without regrets.

However, Zuo Qing has never gone down the mountain, and he has never left Qianling Mountain. The world outside the mountain, the situation in the entire Xinmang Continent, is told by the masters, uncles, brothers, and sisters.

Today, Zuo Qing finally had the opportunity to walk down Qianling Mountain and begin to face the world alone.

He carried the pills made of the begging grass on his back, and also brought a lot of begging grass seeds, although the master Yu Sangyang had refined the begging grass into a pill, but Zuo Qing preferred to eat the begging grass as food, and he was used to eating it over the years, the leaves of the begging grass were bright green, the stems were snow-white, and the wide main stem was directly covered with fat leaves, forming a large leaf, and dozens of large leaves were hugged together to form a begging grass.

When the grass is small, the leaves are separated, after two seasons, the leaves begin to gather together, and then grow more and more full from the inside out, and at the end of the third season, a mature grass is about a foot high, a grass can be eaten by Zuo Qing for three to five days, Zuo Qing gradually likes the taste, the leaves of the grass are refreshing, the stem is crisp, and the core has some sweet taste.

Gao Changjiu accompanied Zuo Qing, and while the two of them walked, they enjoyed the scenery along the way, Gao Changjiu smiled and said: "Brother, it's good that you arrived at Dechang Pharmacy, I can often go over to see you in the future." ”

Zuo Qing said: "Big brother's cultivation is more important, don't delay your cultivation." ”

After the two walked through the South Lake, and then went out of the Qianling Mountain boundary as soon as they arrived at the hill, Zuo Qing's heart was surging, and he was indeed full of expectations for what the world was like.

Zuo Qing quickly ran up the hill, stood on a high place and looked down, sure enough, under the hillside was a wide and bright road, one end of the road extended straight to the south, and the other end was slightly curved, slowly extending into the hills. Zuo Qing didn't know which way to go, turned around to look for Gao Changjiu, and suddenly, saw three or four people lying on the side of the road, Zuo Qing hurriedly called Gao Changjiu: "Big brother, do you see how many people are lying there?"

Gao Changjiu came to the slope and looked closely, there were indeed a few people lying on the side of the road not far away, and then looked into the distance, there were bags and boxes scattered messily on the ground, "Not good!" Gao Changjiu said suddenly, because he saw that there were blood stains on the bodies of those few lying people, and he had already guessed one or two.

Gao Changjiu and Zuo Qing ran to the front, the two young men were lying on the ground, bleeding from the seven orifices, and there was no life, what made Zuo Qing's heart tighten was that the faces of the two deceased were extremely distorted, this scene made Zuo Qing think of the state after the rampant smoke in the body of his brother Zuo Shubiao and his grandmother when the village was killed, Zuo Qing closed his eyes tightly and did not dare to look directly, but the terrifying pictures of the past stayed in his mind and could not be dispersed, and the sorrow in his heart far exceeded the torture of the wilting smoke.

Gao Chang saw Zuo Qing stay where he was, thinking that Zuo Qing was young and had no practice, so he was afraid. So, Gao Changjiu walked forward by himself, the deceased on the grass was an old man with a sixtieth birthday, the same death, Gao Changjiu looked around, and there was a deceased behind the box, a middle-aged man, and the death was the same.

If it was in the era of war hundreds of years ago, if you encountered dead people on the side of the road, there was nothing strange, but this world, this continent has been peaceful for four or five hundred years, there is no war, no conflict, everyone does their duty, and lives peacefully. Today, Gao Changjiu and Zuo Qing saw four corpses on the side of the road, and they died miserably, even if Gao Changjiu was already in the realm of the triple heaven and sea, it was difficult to contain the horror in their hearts.

At this moment, Gao Changjiu suddenly heard movement on the edge of the woods, like someone sleeping and snoring, but the sound was extremely low, Gao Changjiu listened carefully, not like snoring, like moaning, moaning in pain.

Gao Changjiu's spirit was shocked, and he pulled Zuo Qing to the edge of the woods to find a sound, Zuo Qing forced the sadness in his heart, let himself come back from the past, and staggered to follow.

Sure enough, at the edge of the woods, an old man was lying in the bushes, dying, the old man's clothes were stained red with blood, obviously he was different from the few people in front of him, his face was not distorted, although his head was broken and bleeding, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, but there was no bleeding from the seven orifices.

However, on the old man's body, there was still blood seeping out of the clothes on his body, and the old man was dying, only making a painful sound in his throat, the sound was very faint, and it was impossible to hear whether he was moaning or calling for help.

Gao Changjiu and Zuo Qing both judged that the old man was dying, and the old man may have seen someone coming, as if he snorted twice in his throat with the greatest strength, and then a mouthful of blood filled his mouth.

Zuo Qing hurriedly stepped forward, brushed aside the thorns, and just touched the old man's legs, Zuo Qing only felt that the old man's legs were soft, as if he was caressing a puddle of mud through his clothes, could it be ......? Could it be that this old man was broken to the bones?

This thought just flashed through Zuo Qing's mind, and he hurriedly tried to control his consciousness not to think about it, because it was too terrifying. Zuo Qing turned around and called Gao Changjiu: "Big brother." ”

Gao was silent for a long time, because he had already seen the appearance of the old man and the injury of the old man.

At this time, I saw the hand on the old man's chest, moved, and seemed to be trying to lift it with one finger, Gao Changchang and Zuo Qing didn't understand, the old man's eyes looked up hard, Gao Changjiu also looked up, there were trees all around, through the sparse branches and leaves, there was a blue sky above, and there was nothing.

Zuo Qing said: "Big brother, over there." Zuo Qing pointed in the direction of the depths of the woods.

Gao Changjiu saw that the direction was the direction of the old man's fingers, and it was also the direction indicated by the old man's eyes, when Gao Changjiu lowered his head again, the old man had already closed his eyes, as if he had finished explaining the future, he could leave with peace of mind, and finally got rid of the pain.

Gao Chang was stunned and touched the big iron sword on his back. Gao Chang's sword is a relatively wide big iron sword, so Gao Changjiu usually carries it on his back, and now, Gao Changjiu unhooks the sword from his back and holds it with one hand, so that it is more convenient to unsheath and fight at any time.

Gao Changjiu looked around again, feeling that this place was not safe, and if Zuo Qing was allowed to wait outside, it might be even more dangerous.

Therefore, Gao Changchang asked Zuo Qing to follow him closely, and Zuo Qing also thought so.

The two brothers followed the direction indicated by the old man, and little by little they went deeper into the woods.