"I took the Qing Emperor out of Penglai, and the sword and halberd spread all over Jiugai. I don't know anyone now, so I won't be buried in order to keep a hat."
Under the watery moonlight, Gu Yu rode the ink-stained beast and ran in the desolate wilderness, like a lone mountain ghost.
The south bank of the Tongtian River is a fertile plain, and further south is the southern border with high mountains, where many people live. It sounds like the sky is high and the road is far away, but in fact, according to the area of the Longevity Realm, it is no more than the distance between two cities in the province.
Gu Yu walked unhurriedly for two or three days, and finally saw a rolling black outline tonight.
In recent days, he has experimented with some physical training methods in this world, but there is almost no gain, and he always feels that they are very obscure, difficult to integrate with the soul, as if they are mutually exclusive.
I can't figure it out after much deliberation, and I can only attribute it to the rules of this world: the longevity world regards the preservation of thoughts as the mainstream, so it can only be used to temper the body.
Here the mind is more important than the form, but now he needs a set of special training ideas, and it must be well-organized, so that he can keep up with the footsteps of Shenyou and Tianren.
This is difficult to do, it is equivalent to creating a self-made exercise.
Gu Yu didn't have any thoughts for a while, so he really regarded it as a tour, looking around.
But at this moment, he ran towards the black outline and walked a little further, and the lines of the mountains became more and more clear. The vegetation is very lush, but there is no sense of verdant vitality, but full of mystery and depth.
"rustle!"
The hooves of the beast step on the sedge, soil and rocks, making a slight noise, and the muscles flow up and down like water, but when they reach the back, they restrain their strength to ensure the balance and stability of the rider.
Born in the northernmost bitter cold place, the reproduction rate is rare, which is relatively rare. Later, it was captured by Taoists in the south, domesticated for several generations, and transformed into a high-quality mount that can adapt to various climates.
Their lifespan is about eighty years, and this one is only twenty years old, very young. When it gets old, its dark hair will gradually turn golden until it dies.
Gu Yu was looking around, but suddenly he felt his body stop moving forward. When he looked again, he saw the two old bony trees on the left and right, like melted candles, squirming slowly in a ball, and finally turned into two human bodies.
There are four limbs and five sense organs, and the skin presents a bleak blue-gray color, which seems to have been incompletely evolved. The upper body of the man is covered with black scales, the nose is hooked, and the eyes are like hawks.
The woman is bald, wearing a half bone mask, covering the nose.
This is a native of southern Xinjiang. The man's attitude was extremely unfriendly, and he said in a jerky common language: "Who are you?"
"I'm a monk from the Zhenyang Kingdom. I've traveled all over the world. Can I go to the mountain to have a look?"
"You are not welcome here, get out!"
Shengmin's temperament is very irritable, before the man finished speaking, the black scales on his upper body were already wriggling rapidly, crawling to his left hand and forming a shape, turning into a terrifying big bow.
Then he drew his right hand full, as if he had caught a few strands of the night wind, and shot three arrows in a row.
laugh!
The sharp and ear-piercing sound split the midnight, and the three black arrows took shape in the middle, and the Yin Qi rolled like a ghost crying, covering all the opponent's escape routes.
A face-to-face is a dead hand!
Not to be outdone, the woman suddenly opened her bony mask, and the corners of her mouth were instantly pulled to the base of her ears, revealing her huge white teeth.
Gu Yu was taken aback, he thought it was a mask, but it turned out to be a mouth!
"call!"
A puff of black air gushed out from the woman's mouth, and countless shrunken ghost heads opened their teeth and claws inside, rushing towards the opposite side with a strong smell of blood.
"Why are they all ghosts?"
Gu Yu raised his eyebrows, raised his left hand to grab it, a big black thin hand jumped out from the void, first caught the three black arrows, and then slammed forward.
"Jie Jie!"
A ferocious boy's face appeared in the palm of the big hand. He opened his mouth, and he was also devouring the ghost, half of which was lost in an instant.
"snort!"
"Small magical powers?!"
The men and women received their kung fu at the same time, and their complexions became more and more unkind.
Gu Yu was also very surprised, these two guys are not small, at least they are also masters in the out-of-body period.
His little supernatural power is based on the spirit-capturing hand of the water movement technique, refined and upgraded, and it has just taken shape a few months ago. During this period, he caught another soul-eating monster and sealed it, which can capture all kinds of dead and living things, living and undead.
The three fought back, but none of them took advantage. Gu Yu looked at Nanjiang's combat power with admiration for a moment, and said with a smile: "Since you are not welcome, then I will leave and leave!"
"..."
The man and the woman stared at him as he left, and the woman said, "Agu, the clan is going to have a big sacrifice soon, we can't let these northerners ruin our celebration!"
"Don't worry, I will ask Wu Zu to dispatch people, and I will never let anyone go!"
The man patted his chest, and the bodies of the two began to melt again, this time turning into two stones.
"Heh, interesting!"
On the hill in the distance, Gu Yu watched from a distance, "These people's cultivation methods are very interesting, you must go in and have a look."
He looked down and found a narrow stream, meandering slowly, upstream among the mountains. Immediately, he ordered Ju Beast to stand by on the spot, set a restraint, followed his body and disappeared.
…
Deep in the mountains.
In front of the thatched hut, a hunchbacked woman wrapped in burlap was holding a broken earthen pot and washing something. Her hair was so long that it fell to the ground, covering her facial features.
Beside her, there was a man in a black robe standing, and said in a deep voice: "Wu Zu, according to various sources, there has been a change in the Zhenyang Dynasty, and it is very likely that they will go to southern Xinjiang!"
"After the Zhenyang Kingdom annexed Dongyuan, the wolves were ambitious and greedy. You bear the brunt..."
"You can't sit still! If you strike first, you will definitely catch them by surprise. We will cooperate. When the north and south attack, Zhenyang will definitely lose!"
He babbled and babbled for a long time, but the woman ignored her all the time, and finally replied slowly: "You first instigated Zhenyang to attack Dongyuan, and now you instigate us to attack Zhenyang. Competing to do some dirty things?"
She raised her head suddenly, revealing a strange face with half beautiful and half dead, and said with a chuckle: "Zhenyang is indeed ambitious, but what good things are you guys?"
"Wu Zu!"
The man was told to break his mind, but he didn't panic too much. He put on a heartbroken expression, "Since Wu Zu doesn't believe us, let's treat us as villains in vain, and leave!"
As he said that, he wiped himself and was about to flash.
"etc!"
The woman put down the crock pot and hid her face in her hair again, "Where do you think Southern Xinjiang is, you can come and leave whenever you want?"
"you!"
The man's expression changed drastically, and he was about to flee from the place in a blink of an eye.
The woman didn't even get up, she just stomped her feet, the ground churned, rumbled and split, and suddenly a huge dead tree sprang out.
This tree is tall and lean, without flowers and leaves, the trunk seems to have been burned by a fire, leaving a scorched black body, the branches are densely packed, and each one hangs down.
Like a hanged corpse, lifeless.
This dead wood drilled out of the ground, as if it was alive, without any fancy sticking out a branch, piercing straight into the void.
"ah!"
Accompanied by a scream, this fugue cultivator had no strength to fight back. He was picked up in the air, his body dangling around, and then turned into a jet of black energy and was absorbed by the dead wood.
The woman stomped again, the ground cracked, and the dead wood burrowed back as if nothing had happened.
"In the past, there was a sacred tree... that could impeach all ghosts, and if you got a ghost, you would use it as a stick to kill... According to legend, this tree was feared by all ghosts, and they competed to use it as a weapon to detest evil ghosts. "