"The wine shop boy didn't agree?"
"I agreed, but I just invited one person, and I want to ask the ancestor if he can go with him."
"who?"
"Young Master Su, a student of Yuyang Sword Academy."
"What's the history?"
"An orphan in Gulou Lane of Changling, he practiced with Liu Huanghe of Yuyang Sword Academy since he was a child, so he is a little different from ordinary students."
"Is there a problem with the source?"
"There is no problem, and the vice president of Yuyang Sword Academy and I are old friends, what he said is exactly the same as what I got from several instructors."
"In that case, let them come over."
The sun is getting brighter, and the spring is getting brighter, as if it is about to penetrate the thin car curtain and seep into the body of the ancestor of the Zhou family.
The ancestor of the Zhou family didn't look at the figure of Zhou Yunhai who had resigned, but looked gloomyly at his swollen belly.
Although Zhou Yunhai personally inquired about the information and verified it with many sources, there would be no problem, and a student from Yuyang Sword Academy followed, which didn't seem to have any impact on his overall plan, but for some reason, he always He felt that some of the behaviors of this boy from the wine shop were beyond his expectations, and he faintly brought some unknown threats to himself.
The two teenagers walked quickly, and their youthful figures met his eyes full of haze.
His eyes seemed to usher in a sunrise, and the haze quickly disappeared, replaced by a warm and benevolent meaning.
A gentle breath emanated from his body, and slowly parted the car curtain to both sides.
He looked at Fusu carefully.
Fusu was wearing a blue cloth gown that was washed a little whitish. He had a handsome appearance, clean eyebrows, and an extraordinarily transparent feeling in his eyes.
Just feeling that the ancestor of the Zhou family was staring at him, his face turned slightly red.
Such shy and clean people generally only exist at this bottom level.
If he really had some background, he would never be allowed to go to a place like Lushan.
The mouth of the ancestor of the Zhou family slowly turned into a self-deprecating color. He thought that he might not have left the ink garden for a long time, so after entering Changling, he thought too much. What would such a young man do to him? threaten
He smiled warmly, waved to Ding Ning and Fusu, and said, "Come here."
Walking in front of this old man, Fu Su was a little surprised. He had never expected that the ancestor of the Zhou family was so kind and amiable.
But at this moment, he felt a faint yin and cold energy coming from the body of the ancestor of the Zhou family and seeping into his body.
He realized in an instant that this ancestor was probing his cultivation. He should be the only boy in Changling who has reached the fifth realm. For his identity, this kind of cultivation is too terrifying for his age. This is the biggest flaw, but he can be sure that the ancestors of the Zhou family will not be able to detect his true cultivation.
So he was the same as Ding Ning in the past, as if he didn't notice anything, and let the faint cold vitality wander in his body.
"Is it just the middle grade of the three realms? The meridian of the body is also weak, and it is not a good material for cultivation."
Sensing the strength of the true essence in Fusu's body, and feeling that the meridian passages are a bit weak and narrow for ordinary practitioners, which is not conducive to the circulation of true essence, the ancestor of the Zhou family felt more self-mockery in his heart. A look of genuine satisfaction flowed out.
"Is everything ready?" He withdrew his weak vitality and asked.
Ding Ning replied briefly and respectfully: "Everything is ready."
This kind of acting is not a very pleasant thing, and the bright spring scenery makes the ancestor of the Zhou family who has been looking at black and white all the year round very unaccustomed, so just these few words made him feel impatient.
The curtain of the car was closed slowly, and his voice came out from the curtain, saying: "In that case, you two should get in the car, we will set off immediately."
Ding Ning and Fu Su walked to a carriage behind.
It wasn't until he lifted the curtain of the car and bowed into the car that an imperceptible cold sarcasm emerged from the corner of his mouth.
If you can detect the real progress of Fusu's practice, why did those dynasties and even those great rebels try to find out the real practice of Emperor Yuanwu by doing everything possible, even at the expense of powerful practitioners? For entry
The wheels start rolling.
Ding Ning, who had not had much to do with this grand event, also started his journey.
Ding Ning's state of mind was absolutely calm again.
Any conspiracy is no match for the general trend, and now, he has grasped the general trend.
…
Ding Ning, who originally didn't need to go to Lushan, started to set off. Many people in the whole world have already set off, and many people are preparing to set off.
The northernmost part of the Great Qin Dynasty originally belonged to the land of Zhao, but further north, after passing the Yin Mountain, it was a continuous desert. Even the former Zhao Dynasty only went as far as the Yin Mountain, and did not expand its territory to this desert.
The most barren and seemingly unsuitable places for human survival often have people living there.
In the depths of the desert, there are many tribes who live by grazing.
In one of the tribes on the edge of a Jehol River, a shaggy-haired man with the appearance of a wizard sits cross-legged in front of a fiery fissure.
On the black stone formed by the condensed lava in front of him, there are countless scratches used to record time.
"It's time to set off."
He sighed, his voice was neither the accent of this tribe, nor the accent of the former Zhao Dynasty, but the accent of the land of the previous Han Dynasty.
When he stood up, the flames spewed out from the ground fissure in front of him suddenly became fierce, instantly rising to an astonishing height of hundreds of feet, reflecting the desert and making most of the sky red, and the black smoke produced by the burning was like dark clouds It seemed to be rolling towards the distant sky, giving people the feeling that the ground fire here has been suppressed by him forcibly, so it was just higher than the height of the ground crack before.
In the astonishing ground fire gushing out hundreds of feet high, a red pill was swaying, which looked like both a elixir and some kind of metal condensed matter.
The man who looked like a desert wizard opened his mouth and swallowed the red pill directly into his stomach.
A cloud of red mist dispersed from his body, and then he started to move and set off.
…
Some people's departures are earth-shattering, triggering visions of heaven and earth, but some people's departures are silent.
It has been a long time since Li Lingjun's convoy diverted to leave Wushan. On the second morning after Ding Ning left Changling, two Daqi Dynasty practitioners in black robes and hair tied into three bundles also appeared on a certain road in Wushan. On the mountain road.
One of the older men closed his eyes and listened intently for a long time, then turned to look at the young companion beside him, and said softly, "Here we are."
The face of the young practitioner was instantly filled with excitement, and he said: "If this person is really someone among the Qin people who is extremely useful to the Lushan League, we have made great contributions to our Daqi Dynasty today."
The older man gave him a cold look, not only did he not feel excited at all, but a hint of coldness floated in his heart.
It's not that he's not loyal enough to the dynasty, it's just that he's no more fledgling than this young practitioner.
If it was true according to the intelligence that the person who came was specially transferred from a distant place by the Great Qin Yuanwu Emperor, how could this person be an ordinary person
"What, Master Chen, are you nervous?"
The young practitioner looked into his eyes, but smiled proudly, and said: "The two of us teamed up and ambushed and attacked again. Even if the person who came was really a big shot, even if he was one of the thirteen princes of the Great Qin Dynasty, we It can be dealt with, so why be so cautious."
"Don't talk." The older man's face changed slightly, and he suddenly said softly.
The young practitioner raised his eyebrows slightly, showing disapproval.
On the mountain road far away from them, a carriage was driving.
Wushan is densely forested, surrounded by water vapor, and there are countless sounds of birds and animals in the forest. Even if they speak loudly, even if the hearing of the people in the carriage is several times that of ordinary people, it is impossible to hear them.
The reason why the elderly practitioners could feel the arrival of this carriage was only because they had made some secret arrangements on that mountain road in advance.
This is a secret technique unique to his sect, and it is impossible for outsiders to know it.
However, at this moment, the person in the carriage who seemed to be sleeping with his eyes closed suddenly raised his head and glanced at the place where he and the young practitioner were.
The person in the carriage was a man in his thirties, with a handsome face, but exuded an aura that was indescribable in words.
He obviously only wears the most common green shirt, but every part of his body, his hair, every line of his facial features, including every fold of his clothes, are like a sharp sword, making people People find it glaring when they see it.
It was impossible for the elder Qi Dynasty practitioners to see the person in the carriage, but at this moment, his eyes were also tingling.
The sword intent of the person in the carriage, from such an astonishing distance, directly pierced in front of him along the cold air!
Who is in this carriage
His breathing stopped completely at this moment, and the blood in his body was extremely cold.
At this moment, the coachman wearing a bamboo hat sitting on the front of the car bowed slightly, and suddenly exerted force in his hands.
The eyes of the two seemingly inconspicuous gray horses suddenly turned blood red, and they also began to exert their strength crazily.
In just a split second, the violent sound of iron hooves covered up all the noises, and turned into a music with the meaning of killing and killing!
The face of the older practitioner changed drastically, and he sternly shouted and shot first.
A black bone staff appeared in his hand, and with the crazy influx of his true energy, two huge black flowers suddenly formed in front of him.
At this moment, the person in the carriage far away flew out of the carriage.
With just one step, the man in the carriage turned into a flying sword.
The young Daqi practitioner also changed color in shock.
He just heard the sound of cracking silk in the sky, and he saw a sword path splitting the air in the sky, and a blue figure had already volleyed towards it!