News of the Chen Temple spread quickly, and the Kushan Sect became the focus of attention for the martial arts people.
Chen Qianfan's magic weapon saved everyone's life again. The wooden boat still had a lot of "fuel" from the monster corpses. Although it was not as fast as a horse and arrow, the five of them hurried on under the stars and the moon, and it would only take seven days to return to Zongwu Mountain.
Who could have imagined that the Kushan Sect could escape so quickly. The defenses in the southern part of the Central Plains were not complete yet, so the possibility of exposure was smaller.
Master Shi was extremely aggrieved at having to hide the precious flag. Besides that, he was a little unnaturally calm along the way. When the wooden boat stopped, he got up on the snow and practiced martial arts in a disciplined manner. The wooden boat was not stopping, so Shi Jingzhi studied Chen Qianfan's record book - the Living Puppet Mantra is not a real initiation technique. Once the technique is withdrawn, Chen Qianfan's experience and knowledge will disappear like water. Fortunately, Shi Jingzhi has a photographic memory. Although he can't keep 100% of the information, he can still retain 30% to 40%.
It's just the word "stay" that floats lightly, but it still needs time to strike while the iron is hot and forget about food and sleep.
Yin Ci felt a little relieved when Shi Jingzhi looked like this. Shi Jingzhi was not disturbed by the emotion of that day, so no matter how he planned to deal with those feelings, he just had to stay aside and take advantage of the situation.
Even if Shi Jingzhi emphasizes "cooperation", after all, he has been his guide, and his emotions have the upper hand. If you act for your own selfish reasons and wantonly guide this person's emotions at a critical moment, it is no different from "taking advantage".
But in this world, the only thing he didn't want to use was Shi Jingzhi.
The idea was settled, and Yin Ci's actions did not change in any way. The two of them are still close, but occasionally they are more ambiguous and teasing. That delicate palpitation was spread out, and it went back and forth. Not to mention Shi Jingzhi, Yin Ci himself was almost deceived.
It seemed that under the lanterns that day, Shi Jingzhi was just joking, not flirting. And he was just frightened, not excited.
fair enough. After wandering in the world for hundreds of years, he is probably the most pure-minded person in the world. Even if he returns to the world, his heart is still covered with thick soil and cannot produce much clear love and hate. But it was an unexpected joy that a ray of tenderness could shine a small amount of light on him.
As a result, when they arrived at a small town near Zongwu Mountain, Shi Jingzhi quietly walked up to Yin Ci again.
The group of people chose to go to remote places in the wilderness, and now they returned to the "human world". Shen Zhu took the lead in going out to investigate the situation. Yan Qing was still fighting Su Si, with a risk-of-life attitude, and he was already able to fight Su Si decently. Since the battle with the secret code, this descendant of the Yan family has become even more silent than before. Yin Ci could tell that this man had a knot in his mind, but Yan Qing couldn't get around such a sinister and dangerous thing, so he just let him go.
After all, he was more worried about the other person.
Yin Ci turned the rabbit over on the grill and squinted at the "other" who was approaching. Shi Jingzhi's body was covered in sweat from practicing martial arts. Before anyone arrived, he heard a gurgling sound in his stomach.
However, Master Shi's top priority was not to ask for food. He took advantage of the fact that no one was around and asked a question thoughtfully -
"Aci, how many years have you lived?"
Yin Ci stuffed him with a roasted rabbit leg: "It must have been more than three hundred years ago, I can't remember clearly. What's wrong?"
Shi Jingzhi didn't mind the heat, took a bite of the burnt and oily rabbit meat, and breathed a vague sigh of relief: "That's quite young."
The questions were endless and the answers were baffling. Yin Ci glanced at Shi Jingzhi doubtfully, feeling that there might be a big problem with this man's definition of youth: "You brat, what's the harm?"
"I just want you to live for a thousand years. What should I do? Even Senior Chen has never investigated such a long time ago. Was it more than 300 years ago? When Dayun founded the country, there should still be Lots of records.”
It turns out that this person hasn't learned how to write "priority". Yin Ci didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It won't be too late to study the matter of immortality with once you survive the beginning of winter this year."
Shi Jingzhi's tone was a little more dissatisfied: "I want to know about you. It has nothing to do with the immortal body."
"Don't waste time, let's put meat first at the moment." Yin Ci's barbecue hand paused, and he picked up another piece of meat with the tip of the knife.
"Before the restrictions were lifted, there were nine hours a day to survive, two hours to rest, and one hour to be afraid. Now that I think about it, I still had nine hours to survive, two hours to rest... I have one hour left to think about you. How can it be considered a waste?"
Shi Jingzhi used the action of holding meat in his mouth to lean against Yin Ci.
When the leader moved too much, Yin Ci quickly put away the knife, fearing that the kid would scratch his mouth. He felt soft after being told by this man, and then he secretly said something bad - it seems that he has been letting go of teasing recently. This kid's face is getting thicker and thicker every day, and he is completely proficient in how to interact with each other.
The tongue of fire rolled through the sliced raw meat, the dark red meat slowly turned into pinkish white, and the smell of blood turned into an alluring fragrance.
Shi Jingzhi seemed to smell Yin Ci's wavering, and his tone became more serious: "Everyone was on the wooden boat a few days ago, and you couldn't talk with peace of mind. You spent ten hours a day to survive, and now you have saved up I spend a lot of time alone with you. I have to take a break, Aci, let’s have some more meat.”
Master Shi's words were very skillful. His sweet words were mixed with his expressionless begging for meat. Yin Ci didn't know for a moment whether the teasing was intentional or unintentional. He couldn't think of an appropriate reply, so he had to cut off a piece of meat for Shi Jingzhi and feed it to him with the tip of his knife.
As a result, the leader happily took a bite of rabbit meat and almost choked to death on the spot -
There was a soft sound, followed by a scream.
An arrow came from nowhere and landed tremblingly on Shi Jing's Tianling Gai. It failed to stand firm and had to slowly fall to the ground. Shi Jingzhi was caught off guard by the poke. Before he could swallow the rabbit meat in his mouth, a thin stream of blood dripped from his head.
There was a note tied to the unlucky arrow.
Master Shi wiped away the tears he had choked, untied the note, and saw the word "gun" written carelessly. It gave him a taste of what it's like to sit at home and get scolded from the sky.
The hard-won warmth was shattered, and Yin Ci's face turned ugly: "Master."
This arrow was definitely accurate, but there was no murderous intention or true energy. It came with great force, but it couldn't even poke Shen Zhu's sparrow to death, so neither of them noticed it, so it was lucky enough to get stuck in Master Shi's head.
Compared with the power of this arrow, the "arrow from the sky" itself is terrifying.
Under the foggy mountains, wilderness is everywhere. There was no one around, except for his own people. Yin Ci didn't feel the slightest breath of life. Who knows how far this arrow came from. Based on Yin Ci's experience, he can only find a relatively accurate direction.
This arrow comes from Zongwu Mountain.
Yin Ci and Shi Jingzhi looked at each other, and the relaxed atmosphere dissipated instantly.
After the "Chen Temple Massacre" spread, everyone in the world didn't know that the Kushan Sect had found clues from the Chen Temple. Naturally, the major sects will not give up. Compared with the bigger Kushan Sect, they can still use the human sea tactic - Chen Temple is related to Kong Shi. Kong Shi's whereabouts were interrupted in Zongwu Mountain. There are no clues. Then Just look for it.
Unfortunately, Zongwu Mountain is not a true unclaimed land.
The headquarters of the Mausoleum Sect is on the south side of Zongwu Mountain, guarding the territory with the help of the remaining formations left in Zongwu Mountain. Although the Ling Sect didn't grab many treasures and Buddhist beads, it never tired of just causing trouble for people in the world. Now that the land is favorable, it has taken the advantage of harming others and harming oneself to the extreme, almost shouting to the whole world, "If I can't find it, no one can find it."
According to Shen Zhu, once they got the news about Chen Temple, the Ling Sect decisively activated the "Mist Grave Formation". The demonic mist was so thick that it covered all the mountains near the mausoleum sect. At that time, Yan Budu and Kong Shi had a decisive battle near the main altar of the Mausoleum. No matter where Kong Shi died, he would not be able to escape the fog formation.
Naturally, other sects will not give up, especially Taiheng, who holds the most maps. The Taiheng people and horses are constantly in conflict with the Ling Sect, and the Chigou Sect is fanning the flames. There is a lot of excitement around Zongwu Mountain.
I just don’t know whose family this extremely insulting arrow belongs to.
Shi Jingzhi finally filled his stomach and reluctantly picked up the arrow. He wiped his own blood and smiled sinisterly: "I've been studying spells these past few days, but I haven't used them yet. It just so happens that I don't even have to look for materials—Aci, come on, let's take a walk after dinner."
He used his own blood as material to draw a virtual formation in the direction of the arrow. The arrow floated unsteadily, and a thin layer of blood appeared on the arrow body. After a while, it finally stabilized its body, turned around and rushed through the foggy mountains, carving out a dazzling red light path.
The master and the apprentice rose into the wind, using their lightness skills to their fullest, and followed closely behind the arrow.
This pursuit actually led them to a distance of six or seven miles. Master Shi's new tracking technique was very useful. The arrow was like a dizzy hound, running towards its master without mercy -
With a sigh, a broad hand caught the arrow and easily broke it into two pieces.
"This is not the place for a small sect, even if you know some magic."
Coincidentally, the culprit also wore a mask. He is tall and strong, with a deep voice and simple and ordinary clothes. He looks like a lone ranger with no family. However, just looking at his calm demeanor, he was probably in his early forties, not yet fifty, and his martial arts skills were still at the level of Shi Zhongyu.
As far as the control of the arrow just now, this person's level is probably a bit higher than the current Shi Jingzhi.
"The situation in Zongwu Mountain is tense. You guys are trying to take advantage of your luck. I don't know how many sects you have fought off. Don't get involved in the struggle between the big sects. Otherwise, if you are accidentally injured, your life will be at stake."
Even though he was caught red-handed, the archer's tone was still not polite and he seemed to be in a bad mood.
Shi Jingzhi wiped the blood from his head and did not answer directly: "Dare you ask the hero's name?"
"No name, no surname, no family, no sect. Okay, hurry up and leave. I'll see you next time, but just... hiss!"
Before the man finished speaking, Yin Ci thrust out with his sword. His sword didn't have much killing intent, but it was extremely fast and had enough momentum to draw blood. The two were not far apart, and the archer's expression suddenly changed. On one side of his body, he narrowly avoided it, and there was a blood hole on his abdomen that was neither deep nor shallow.
"You kid..."
"Okay, Master. I don't know his name, but his sect is pretty obvious."
Yin Ci put away the Diao Ying Sword lightly and stared directly at the archer.
"Those steps just now were Taiheng's steps."