With the help of the magical escape method of the Nine-Character Mantra Sutra, Ji Hao helped the accompanying Crow Lord hide his aura and quietly left the Cold Brook Valley.
Crow was seriously injured a few days ago. Although most of his injuries have recovered, the muscles at the base of his wings are still sore and difficult to fly. In the pouring rain, Ji Hao held the shrunken Crow Duke in his arms, used his escape technique, and turned into a hazy figure like mist, quickly walking through the dense forest.
The world was filled with strong water energy. When Ji Hao used his innate spiritual water escape, he was like a fish returning to the sea, shaking his head and tail freely, escaping thousands of miles in a day and night.
Ji Yao is one of the oldest elders in the Fire Crow Tribe. In the Southern Wilderness, an old man who lives long enough is a tribe's greatest asset - he is well-informed and knows a lot about various secrets.
For example, in a secret valley 50,000 miles away from the Cold River Valley, there is a small battle fortress secretly built by the Zhurong Kingdom. There are divine guards stationed inside all year round, and there is also a teleportation formation that leads directly to the hinterland of the Zhurong Kingdom. This kind of Top secret information, how could ordinary barbarians from the Southern Wilderness tribe know about it
"Mr. Crow, we are working day and night. It will take about seven days to arrive."
Ji Hao said in a low voice as he stuffed a pill prepared from Qingfu into Mr. Crow.
The Crow flapped his wings in displeasure and let out a low, soulless "Quack" sound. It was only a distance of 50,000 miles. If he could fly at full strength, he could arrive there in just an hour. But now, Ji Hao could only rely on his efforts.
Originally, there was Ji Ao's contracted fire crow in Cold Brook Valley that could be lent to Ji Hao, but a few days ago, Ji Ao had several fierce battles with the enemy, and his contracted fire crow was also seriously injured and was recovering nervously. The request for help, which is related to the victory or defeat of Lengxi Valley, can only be entrusted to Ji Hao alone.
"Okay, Lord Crow, rest in peace and recover. When you reply, we will kill all those stinky snakes... What do you think, should we go to Pusaka, or wait for Brother A Bao to come back?"
Crow's eyes widened and he fell into deep thought.
The sky was bright and dark, dark and bright again. Three days and three nights passed in the blink of an eye. Ji Hao ran around in the mountains and forests for three days without rest, driving more than 20,000 miles. Along the way, with the help of the magic of the Nine-Character Mantra Sutra and the cover of the pouring rain, Ji Hao passed through the territory of several dangerous beasts without any danger, and he was already halfway through the journey.
Mr. Crow continued to take Qing Fu's witchcraft medicine to recuperate his body, and his injuries recovered a lot. He stood on Ji Hao's shoulder, waving his wings from time to time, indicating that as long as he rested for another day and a half, he could barely fly.
Although the speed is definitely not as fast as in his heyday, it is at least much faster than Ji Hao now.
After running for a long time, Ji Hao suddenly stopped and let out a heavy breath. A cloud of turbid exhaust gas in his chest spurted out more than ten feet away with high temperature. All the raindrops along the way evaporated instantly, and a bucket-thick line of white gas quickly appeared in the rain curtain.
After taking a few deep breaths, Ji Hao formed a seal with his hands, and the energy from the surrounding world flowed into his body, and was continuously swallowed by the Zifu Golden Pill. Just after running wildly for a long time, more than 90% of the mana of the Zifu Golden Pill was consumed. Ji Hao adjusted his breath with luck and the mana was constantly recovering.
Surrounding Ji Hao, the falling trajectories of the raindrops within a hundred feet radius were strangely distorted. Little raindrops swirled and fell to the ground, blending lightly into the underground water without causing any splash.
Even the sound of rain between heaven and earth disappeared. The mountains and forests for miles around Ji Hao were quiet. The wind did not move, the trees did not move, and the grass blades did not move. Even the speed of raindrops falling became slower and slower. , countless raindrops have a tendency to stagnate in the air.
The soul communicates with the universe, and the situation changes at every move. After Ji Hao's Nine-Character Mantra Sutra is condensed into a golden elixir, various visions occur with every move and every breath. He was trying his best to restore the magic power of the alchemy, but he didn't care to block these strange scenes.
A few miles away, the rain curtain in the mountain forest suddenly parted from left to right, and two young men wearing white burlap, barefoot, with long hair, holding a bamboo stick, broke through the rain curtain and walked out cleanly.
Every step they took on the ground seemed to be supported by an invisible force. After walking an unknown distance in the mountains and forests, there was still no mud or water on their bare feet.
The two were tall and handsome, with straight noses and deep-set eye sockets. Their faces were as three-dimensional as statues. Their eyes were radiant and their every move was filled with an indescribable mysterious charm, attracting outsiders like a whirlpool. attention.
With a faint smile on their faces, the two of them suddenly flew off the ground lightly, standing on the top of a big tree in the air, looking at the strange phenomenon caused by Ji Hao's restored mana several miles away. The original relaxed and leisurely smile disappeared, and both of their faces became a little ugly.
"Heaven and man are one, completely made by nature. This man's cultivation is astonishing."
"I wonder which family he is a disciple of? I never thought that there are such wonderful people in this southern wilderness? It's not easy at such a young age."
"Who else could it belong to? The mighty power of heaven and earth is like a bird throwing itself into the forest. It can't contain this kind of method. Except for these families, this group of barbarians in the Southern Wilderness, can they have such magical powers? No matter which family it belongs to. , anyway, it’s not from our family.”
"If it's not from our family, then it really deserves to be damned."
The two whispered a few words, looked at each other, nodded, touched the treetop with their feet, and suddenly the light wind swept towards Ji Hao.
Silently, the two of them approached Ji Hao for five miles, three miles, two miles...
There was still a mile away from Ji Hao. The breeze brought by the two of them suddenly hit a raindrop suspended in the air. Ji Hao shivered, like an old spider entrenched in the middle of a spider web, touched by someone. Pulling out the outermost spider thread, he opened his eyes suddenly and glanced sharply in the direction where the raindrops were touched.
In the dense forest of the sacred mountain, two young men with flowing white clothes, long hair, and strange smiles came side by side to control the wind. This posture made Ji Hao subconsciously squeeze the seal, and the surrounding water vapor billowed into the hand seal, turning into a line. The divine thunder of Guishui was activated silently.
When the divine thunder was activated, Ji Hao instinctively thought of many famous weird legends in the past life - who made these two men dress so weirdly, and make no sound at all when they move, and their skin was so white and delicate, as if they were powdered generally
In Southern Wasteland, Ji Hao had never seen such a fair and handsome person before!
The Guishui Divine Thunder was silent when activated, but the speed was extremely fast. The fist-sized black lightning flashed in front of the two people in an instant, and then burst out silently. The lingering yin energy, with its ruthless penetrating power that breaks bones and penetrates the intestines, spreads in all directions like a tsunami.
Two young men were flying over with smiles on their faces. Suddenly, a Guishui Yin thunder exploded. The white clothes on the two men exploded, revealing gorgeous shirts made of white silk lining. At the same time, these shirts continued to spray out. The rays of white light firmly blocked the feminine power of the water mine.
"Fellow Taoist, please wait a moment!" The two of them exclaimed at the same time.
"Fellow Taoist?" Ji Hao raised his eyebrows: "Brothers, what do you mean by 'fellow Taoist'? Can you eat it?"
Ji Hao was determined to pretend to be confused.
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'Fellow Taoist, please stay'! Finally wrote this meme!
Very cool!
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