Chi Xiaochi dragged Yan Jinhua away without looking back.
Real men never look back at lost kits.
061 asked him: "What if the pearl is picked up by others?"
Chi Xiaochi didn't reply, "That's someone else's chance."
Opportunity and chance are all about chance and fate. Treasures fall into the hands of good people and bad people. It is the fate of the moment. But "fate" is about an unknown. If you know where others' opportunities are ahead of time, you can take a step ahead to occupy the magpie's nest and plunder it for yourself. No matter how you decorate the peace, it is also stealing.
As for Yan Jinhua's behavior, it was not just stealing, but could be characterized as a robbery, and incidentally indecently assaulting the owner, even eating and taking it, which was very shameless.
And Chi Xiaochi's way of dealing with it, put it simply and rudely: if you see this orb, I won't give it to you if you throw it away.
After listening to Chi Xiaochi's words, 061 hummed.
...then I'll give Duan Shujue a temporary hold.
The seven great formations are gathered in one mountain, but there are three thousand worlds inside, and the possibilities are endless. The ancestors of Jingxu set a checkpoint. The seven great formations change every 30 years. Every time there are seven formations, the checkpoints are not the same, so there is no chance of cheating.
The outermost area is the Earth Sword Formation, which requires the use of a sword, and many people are much more interested in competing with a master than a sword in the stone, which may not be able to be drawn at all. There is a fight, and you may be involved in just passing by.
If you come to join in the fun and your strength is not good, then it is estimated that you can't even touch the fur of the second line. At most, you can do a quiet half-day tour, and you can pack your bags and turn your head home.
The second layer is the sword wind array, and those with less spiritual swordsmanship will be cut off from their horses, regrettably breaking the halberd.
After going through the big waves and washing the sand, those who can come to the third floor are all people with at least swordsmanship literacy.
The third formation is a simple labyrinth formation. Some sword cultivators are only obsessed with the blade, and if they do not pass the formation, they can only be trapped in the dense fog labyrinth, and they are never able to enter.
The fourth floor is a bamboo forest, and there are bamboo beasts that suck the spirits of heaven and earth.
The territory was invaded, and they had to be stripped of scales and armor. They were unwilling to do so. As a result, there was another head-to-head battle all over the bamboo forest.
Chi Xiaochi carried Yan Jinhua in his arms and went straight through the fourth level from the first level.
Yan Jinhua was suffocating throughout the whole process of paddling.
... When he wakes up, he finds that the orb he was carrying is missing, even if he is horrified, it will be too late.
He had to face up to a terrible fact:
Once he is stunned or hurts Duan Shujue, let alone the sword in the stone, if he wants to go out, he is just a dream.
However, if Duan Shujue is allowed to enter the gate all the way, how will he get his own luck? Is it really going to be cheap for nothing
After weighing it several times, he still couldn't think of any coup. He didn't realize that his heart was unbearable, his anger rose, and he had to force himself to do nothing.
It was easy to pass the fourth level, and there were very few passers. Yan Jinhua looked around and determined that no one was there, so he pretended to be tired and stretched out: "Take a break and take a break."
Chi Xiaochi obeyed and sat down with his sword.
His left arm was cut with an inch-deep incision, probably because of a blood vessel injury, and the blood flowed a little, dyeing a small half of his arm red.
Chi Xiaochi rolled up his sleeves and wanted to tear some clothes to stop the bleeding, but just sitting down, he noticed that there was an elixir growing under a rock on the right side, exactly the kind he had seen in a certain pharmacopoeia a few days ago. , Hemostasis and pain relief have miraculous effects, but this medicine is extremely rare, Jingxu Peak is already a blessed land, but even if you search the sixteen peaks, you will not be able to find three or two.
Now I find a place to rest and I can grab a tree as soon as I raise my hand.
Chi Xiaochi sighed at 061: "Look, it really is the treatment of the protagonist."
061 felt sorry for him: "Hurry up and use it."
After confirming that he did not make a mistake in his judgment, Chi Xiaochi picked the herbs and smashed them, and rubbed them on the sword wound.
The elixir really showed immediate results, the blood at the wound closed, and the pain disappeared.
Yan Jinhua was still thinking about the orb. After sitting down, he rolled his eyes a few times and said, "Let's go back, master and apprentice."
Although it was learned from the system that the treasure had been picked up by one person, but suddenly the treasure was lost, Yan Jinhua felt so much pain and heartache that he was restless.
He has been carrying orbs for many years, and he just endured the desire to use them to do things. He was afraid that people would notice it, just to give it a shot today. Who would want to be a good student and let someone take this cheap for nothing, how could he be reconciled
Since the system said that he was a man of immortal style, he must have a face, and he only needed to lie that this thing was his family heirloom, and he accidentally lost it in the sword competition, so he probably wouldn't dare to take it alone.
Duan Shujue was a little surprised when he heard the words: "Brother Yan, don't you want the Sword in the Stone?"
Yan Jinhua looked into his eyes and used a smile to hide his anxiety: "I'm afraid you will get hurt again."
Duan Shujue: "I'm not afraid."
Yan Jinhua: "..."
Duan Shujue looked at Yan Jinhua sincerely: "I also really want to go and see what the sword in the stone looks like that Brother Yan is thinking about."
Yan Jinhua: "..."
These simple two sentences blocked Yan Jinhua's way.
Before he came, he deliberately described the magic of the Sword in the Stone for Duan Shujue vividly, just because he was afraid that he would get used to it and would not go out.
Now, Duan Shujue wanted to see Sword in the Stone, and he couldn't find any decent reason to stop Duan Shujue.
He could pretend to be injured and ask Duan Shujue to send him down the mountain. He knew what Duan Shujue's personality was. If such an accident happened, he would definitely give up the Sword Club and send him down the mountain.
But Duan Shu is definitely a stubborn person, and he protected him all the way. At most, his body was scratched by the sword wind in a few places. If he fell to the ground and twitched, it would be too much.
After a short rest, Duan Shujue urged him to go on the road.
No way, Yan Jinhua could only get up.
Forget it, take your time, the big deal is to wait until the stone in the sword is near to find a chance to start.
After the two left slowly, the young man in white who had just picked up the treasure and was called "Little Master Uncle" by Su Yun walked slowly out of the bamboo forest behind the two.
The little uncle held an umbrella, and the bamboo leaves fell like rain, falling on the umbrella surface, making a thin rustling sound.
He kept a short distance from the two of them and walked all the way.
He passed by the place where Chi Xiaochi had just picked the herbs and raised his hand slightly.
In an instant, the pit dug by Chi Xiaochi and the remaining half of the herbs were all turned into data and disappeared without a trace.
He stroked his palm with his thumb and laughed.
… not some kind of protagonist treatment, just because you are the one who gets hurt.
The fifth floor is no longer a test of swordsmanship or formation.
A long pitch-black river with a width of about a hundred feet, a depth of about a thousand feet, and surging waves stretches across the front of Chi Xiaochi. There is a stone tablet on the side of the river, which states that this place is called Sanjue River.
The weak water is three thousand, and the goose feathers sink to the bottom, unable to fly, cross, swim, not to mention ships, and birds cannot fly over it.
And they have to reach the other side of the river to pass the customs.
Chi Xiaochi thought, isn't this the Liusha River
After thinking about it again and again, he and Yan Jinhua agreed that he would go into the water to investigate first, and once he found the passage, he would immediately release a signal from the bottom of the water to let Yan Jinhua down.
After a brief rest, Chi Xiaochi plunged into the water, and was really sucked to the end by the river, unable to move.
If I had to use a metaphor, Chi Xiaochi felt like a king who ate a weight.
According to common sense, ordinary monks have neither become immortals nor have gills. They either wait to be soaked into a river drifter, or they use all their spiritual power to get out of the water. However, once they do this, their strength is exhausted, and it takes a lot of time to recover.
Chi Xiaochi looked left and right in the turbid water for a while, and found that it was completely dark all around, and he couldn't see anything clearly.
A normal person might have already panicked at this time.
Chi Xiaochi was very stable in his heart.
With his left hand in his right palm, he wrote: "Go."
Duan Shujue in his body wrote back to him with his right hand in his left hand: "Which way?"
Chi Xiaochi replied, "There is no way."
Duan Shu seems to have understood.
Chi Xiaochi continued to write: "If there is no way, open the way."
Both inside and outside reach a consensus.
Duan Shujue's fingertips ignited a shark fire, illuminating the water surface, sending out a signal, and when Yan Jinhua entered the water, he drew his sword, mobilizing his whole body of spiritual power, but did not jump up, but smeared the blade of the sabre with one finger. , and then swayed the magnificent sword energy covered with a layer of pure blue shark fire along the water, and slashed straight at the feet.
Suddenly, the crust cracked.
Under the chipped soil, there was a ray of light buried in the sky.
In a flash, they were already standing on the land on the other side of the Blackwater River.
Yan Jinhua's body was soaked with dampness. In comparison, Duan Shujue's body was dry and his clothes were not wet.
Yan Jinhua didn't think about it, he just thought that Duan Shujue opened the door to life, so he would be treated very favorably.
The river itself was weird, and the cleaning technique couldn't work, so he could only walk all the way, enduring the strong water smell on his body and trying to tear off the sticky and rotten algae on his head.
Chi Xiaochi walked ahead to open the way.
061's heart is full of appreciation and love, and his voice also contains a smile: "How did you think of the location of the road?"
"It's not that simple." Chi Xiaochi said, "Have you seen "Journey to the West", haven't you heard that song?"
061: "…"
Chi Xiaochi sang: "Dare to ask where the road is, the road is at the foot. The road is under the foot."
Duan Shujue: "..."
Duan Shujue was stunned for a long time, trying to find a realistic basis for the existence of this kind of song in the rhythm structure he had learned.
But 061 unexpectedly felt that it was not bad.
I don't know if I have listened to Chi Xiaochi humming too much, but now listening to him sing, 061 thinks it is very cute.
After walking out for a while, the two met a clear stream.
Yan Jinhua couldn't stand the smell of water in his body, so he took off his clothes and went to take a bath in the river.
Chi Xiaochi leaned his head against the tree and closed his eyes to rest.
061 had some doubts in his heart, but he knew it was inappropriate to ask this question at this time, so he swallowed the question and tried to make his clothes as dry and soft as possible.
Chi Xiaochi seemed to understand his mind, closed his eyes, tilted his head slightly, and asked, "Sixth teacher, what do you want to ask me?"
061 said: "No."
Chi Xiaochi said, "You want to ask me why I didn't drown Yan Jinhua underwater?"
Fang Cai, at the bottom of the Black Water River, he only needs to release the shark fire, but if he does not open the gate of life, he is 80% sure to drown this waste in the water.
It is said that it takes ten to fifteen minutes for a person to drown. Just let Yan Jinhua stay awake during this time, stand in front of him and watch him die. That is enough to "make him regret meeting Duan Shujue". value, definitely enough.
It was a deep pool that could sink goose feathers to the bottom, and there were not a few casualties at every sword meeting. If he was buried at the bottom of the pool, he would be unknowingly, and no one would think that he died at the hands of Duan Shujue. .
During the conversation with Chi Xiaochi, the little uncle in white also came to the end of the Black Water River.
Standing by the tumbling river, he thought and thought, intending to listen to Chi Xiaochi's thoughts: "Why?"
The clear and clear voice was synchronously transmitted into Chi Xiaochi's brain.
061 asked him: "Why?"
Chi Xiaochi deliberately lowered his voice and said with a smile, "That's boring."
"It's better to take him and let him see with his own eyes that all the things he wants fall into Duan Shujue's hands. Let him die at this time, but it will be cheaper for him."
The little uncle, who was on the other side of the river, chuckled helplessly, held a blue carp umbrella, and walked into the river.
But he did not dive to the bottom of the river.
The moment he stepped on the water, a piece of water under his feet instantly turned into ice, and when he removed his feet and walked forward, the ice cubes condensed by the change in the data form melted, just like lotus blossoms under his feet. And he stepped on the lotus.
He rarely commented on Chi Xiaochi's thoughts, and most of the time he just listened.
But 061 knew too well how much pressure and black mud had accumulated for those hosts in Chi Xiaochi's heart after these few worlds.
061, or the little uncle, while holding an umbrella, walking slowly with his head down, he said softly, "Do you really think so?"
Chi Xiaochi opened his eyes slightly: "Huh?"
He said: "You're actually thinking that 'Duan Shu' will never do something that can't be saved. That's all."
Chi Xiaochi was startled: "I..."
061 said firmly: "You think so."
Chi Xiaochi had never heard 061 speak to him like this.
Gentle, firm, with a little bit of force, but not uncomfortable.
… the feeling is familiar.
Whenever he made a wrong question as a child, someone would pull his workbook and teach him this seriously.
It felt so familiar that he lost his mind.
"A wicked person will only blame the outside world when he does evil things; a good person will blame himself if he has done bad things. It's convenient to be a wicked person, and you have peace of mind; it's hard to be a good person, so it's also very precious. If you really watch Jinhua at the bottom of the river. To die, the pain of not being saved will be left to Duan Shujue, and he will always think of this paragraph. It should not have no effect on you. "
As long as it is harmful, it will have a large or small impact on people's xinxing.
Chi Xiaochi raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, then smiled flusteredly: "You seem to know me very well when you say that."
061 said decisively and strongly: "Of course I understand."
Chi Xiaochi's habits, Chi Xiaochi's thoughts, Chi Xiaochi's physiological structure and psychological structure, they all know and like them very much.
While speaking, he had already crossed the river.
His feet fell on the land on the other side, looking at Chi Xiaochi's back leaning against the tree from a distance, his tone softened a little: "You always think of yourself in the bad, this is a bad habit, and it needs to be changed."
Chi Xiaochi was shocked and blurted out: "You are..."
At this moment, a hand patted Chi Xiaochi's shoulder from behind.
The movement of the person behind a dewdrop on the tree was alarmed, and fell on Chi Xiaochi's cheek impartially: "Shujue, go, take the sword."
… is the banquet of Jinhua.
Chi Xiaochi blinked.
It took him half a second to restrain his expression, and two seconds to sort out his thoughts. When he opened his eyes again, the redness that had just appeared around his eyes had dissipated, and his eyes were full of gentleness that belonged to Duan Shujue: "Go."
With 061's reminder, Chi Xiaochi realized that his way of thinking was a bit biased. True thoughts and purposes are hidden and confused by feelings of self-loathing.
This is not good for the host or himself.
What he should go is Yangguan Road, which belongs to Duan Shujue.
There is no conspiracy, only conspiracy, and frankly taking back what was lost is the best way to deal with Duan Shujue in this world.
Chi Xiaochi never noticed that the two monks who had just crossed the river also came to the upstream position.
Both of them shattered the bottom of the river and came through the gate of life, but they were both covered in stench and sludge, and they were complaining while undressing and bathing.
And the little uncle in white followed behind Chi Xiaochi unhurriedly, walking with an umbrella, the umbrella covered the upper half of his face, only showing the corners of his lips with a smile.