Chapter 724 It’s good that you are a master
“Geleng Leng...”
The carriage continued on the road, a convoy to be precise.
There are nine carriages in total. Except for the four-wheeled ancient noble chariot with hairpins and cloud patterns in the middle, which is pulled by five demon horses, the rest are ordinary two-horse yellow pear wood chariots, which are full of things. Expensive spiritual silk silk that only martial immortals can afford among ordinary people.
It must be a caravan transporting cloth from a martial arts family.
The last "open-top" donkey cart was pulling several bags of grain brought from other places. It was covered with an oilcloth to protect it from the rain. Xin Zhuo and Xiao Huang were lying under the oilcloth, with a pair of heads exposed.
This is the only treatment that people picked up on the road can receive.
He glanced at the old man who was driving the cart in front of him. His driving skills were not good in the fairyland. The old donkey kept dragging his hands, and his buttocks hurt, so that he missed the masters who pulled carts in the martial arts many years ago.
He was worried about having nowhere to go. Logically speaking, he could have gone to the Great Zhou Empire to become the Supreme Emperor, but the mere Great Zhou Empire could not withstand the wrath of the two super sects, Da Luo and Dayan. And revenge will only harm them in vain, and in the end, someone will "pick up the corpse" here.
It’s okay, just go with the flow and make plans later.
Summon the moon-watching well.
[Well Master: Xin Zhuo! 】
【Yuehua:7/100. 】
[Realm: Hunyuanxu Beginning Realm, (Three thousand years of special sacrifices to spirits, special inheritance, special spiritual objects, and special spiritual stones can break through the Hunyuanxu Middle Realm!)]
Hunyuan The virtual beginning state!
The legendary twenty-two realms back then were broken through!
Next...
Da Luo shall be punished!
A mountain ginger family!
Look for the sea that Zhao Yizhu said.
But how long is this martial arts road?
While I was thinking, there was a conversation in front of me:
"How much further distance is there?"
"Back to Miss Er, there are still 670 miles to go. Xichuan is a big city.”
“Is there any danger on the road?”
"Yes, there are monsters in Heifeng Ridge two hundred miles away!"
"What kind of realm?"
"Yangshi Third Level Sea Realm."
"It's quite tricky. , so close to home, are there any masters in the family who are coming to ambush us?”
“Recently, our Changle family and the Duan family have been at odds with each other. The Duan family has been inherited for thousands of years, and there are many masters in the family. Now the situation in the family is unclear, and there has never been one. Experts are here to slay the monster, but don’t worry, Miss Er, the monster doesn’t appear all the time. It may appear once every three to five days or more than ten days, and we will most likely not be able to encounter it.”
"I know, but the Changle family and the Duan family are at odds with each other... The eldest brother has worshiped at the top of the Kunlun Ruins. Once the Changle family and the Duan family completely break up, can the Kunlun Ruins help?"
"Second Miss" , you... are just a concubine, it’s a family matter, you don’t have to I know that the master of the house wants you to marry the Duan family. You don’t know it..."
"..."
"I made a mistake, second lady, please forgive me!"
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“…It doesn’t matter!”
"By the way! I heard an interesting thing yesterday. Two super sects thousands of miles away in the east are looking for a person. It is said that this person is extremely high in martial arts and has unpredictable abilities. He just kills fellow sects and competes for power. , evil, vicious, murderous, not a good person.
The prices offered by the two super sects are extremely high. Anyone who is captured or killed alive will be accepted as a true disciple of the sect; those who provide the whereabouts will be accepted as a true disciple! Door Disciples, enjoy the worship of ancient martial arts and spiritual methods, and the family is protected by two major sects!
There is an uproar in the east! "
"This... is indeed very attractive! It’s just that we’d better not meet this kind of person. Super sects can’t do anything about it, so what can ordinary martial arts families do?”
“Yes!”
...
The conversation was with the second lady of the convoy owner Yu Jieyin and the convoy guard commander, who called himself Huang Chongfeng from Changle.
Both of them are in the third level of Yinxu Sea Realm, and they are considered to be the highest realm people in the team.
Xin Zhuo frowned slightly. From the brief conversation between the two, he got a lot of information. Daluo Sect and Dayan actually wanted him at the same time, and they used such vicious reasons.
Fortunately, I am thousands of miles away and the world is crowded with people. It must not be easy to find myself.
But, the top of Kunlun Ruins?
He also thought of what Deng Shanling said before leaving in the forbidden areas of Daluo and Dayan: "Master Xin, my ancestor Deng Taixuan is waiting for you at the top of Kunlun Ruins!" This must be the place! Not far from Kunlun Ruins.
But, how does the legendary Deng Taixuan know himself? What is the purpose of inviting yourself?
The only connection between me and him is that we have both been to the land of suffering, and both have escaped...
"Pa..."
At this time, a light footsteps approached, and a charming voice asked curiously: "Ah! Are you awake?"
Xin Zhuo looked at the person who came, it was that She was the first girl to discover herself. She was fourteen or fifteen years old. She was dressed as a maid, with big, watery eyes. She was a master, and she was holding bruise medicine, bandages and gauze in her hands.
“I’m awake, thank you for saving me.” Xin Zhuo tried to get into the role.
"I am Ling'er, the personal maid of the second young lady of our family. We came back from Fengxian County to buy spiritual silk."
The little girl tilted her head, looking innocent and ignorant, "Who are you? What's your name? You don't have any martial arts skills, why are you injured?"
Xin Zhuo sighed: "My name is ...Murong Xiu, I am actually a scholar, homeless, wandering around, and was injured when I passed by here."
The little maid blinked: "How pitiful. What book are you reading? Our second young lady also likes to read."
"..."
Xin Zhuo thought I couldn't remember what kind of books there were in the world, so I couldn't speak for a while, so I had to say casually: "The strange scholar in the ancient temple, Zhang Buyehou, etc."
The little girl didn't realize it, and said: "It's so amazing, I've never heard of it!"
Xin Zhuo nodded: "Well, it's a bit complicated to see."
The little girl She sat on the edge of the car with her feet, lifted up the oilcloth, and looked at his wounds. She couldn't help but be speechless. She bandaged him with a sad face and murmured: "Our second young lady is the second concubine of the Changle family. She is kind-hearted. She is very kind to others, but...she has always been very direct. It was just a little effort to save you this time. The second lady said that kindness cannot be repaid, and I will wait for you to recover from your injuries. Do you have any plans?"
At this point, without waiting for Xin Zhuo to answer, he sighed again: "It would be great if you were a master. This is how it is done in dramas. It's a pity that you are an ordinary boy and have no martial arts at all."
Xin Zhuo watched the little girl flexibly bandage herself. This ordinary medicine has little effect, but it is better than nothing, and asked: "What is a master?"
The little girl blinked: "Yinxu, no! Yang Reality Realm, ha, if it is the Lingtai Realm, that would be the best. The powerful people in the Lingtai Realm are all big shots, and no one can afford to offend them. I can help you when the time comes. My second daughter, the second daughter, can also become a disciple! This is how it is played in the Nishikawa drama "War on the Cloud Terrace". I have imagined it in my mind many times, so every time I see the injured, I will stare at it. "
“Talk too much!”
In the carriage in front, the second young lady was suddenly scolded, and she was actually listening all the time.
The little girl stuck out her tongue, stopped talking, and bandaged it carefully.
Xin Zhuo felt a little emotional and said with a smile: "If you put it that way, I should be the kind of master in drama!"
The little girl finished bandaging and was about to leave. She was stunned when she heard this: "Really? How high?"
Xin Zhuo thought for a while and pointed to a tree in front: "See that tree Did you stand on it and raise your hands so high?”
"Just brag. You are almost dead. You are a master and you are still beaten to death? You have no martial arts skills and you are not as good as me. Really, you are not a good person!"
Little maid, please stop. Zi set a personal profile for Xin Zhuo, jumped off the carriage angrily and left.
Xin Zhuo chuckled, hugged Xiao Huang and closed his eyes, trying to use his mental skills to "repair" the injuries on his body.
The speed of the convoy was not fast, but it was not too slow. In the morning, it shuttled through villages and towns. At dusk, it arrived at an endless deep mountain forest.
Arrived here, the dozens of guards and drivers of the convoy, including Huang Gongfeng, couldn't help but become nervous and carefully observed their surroundings.
After traveling for another ten miles, Huang Zongfeng yelled: "Stop!"
The convoy stopped instantly after being ordered to stop.
“Woo…”
The wind blew inexplicably all around, and there was a faint fishy smell in the wind, and there was a faint cry.
In the dusk, the atmosphere became very strange, and the crying sound reached my ears, and it seemed particularly penetrating.
“Second, Miss Second!” Huang Gongfeng exclaimed in shock: “It seems not good, the monster is targeting us!”
“Don’t panic! The monster in Yangshi Sanchonghai will be in our home. The secret technique may be able to repel it."
Although the second lady's voice was calm, there was still a trace of undetectable vibrato, "Keep on going!"
The convoy slowed and the horses wore hoods and cotton hoofcloths.
It’s just that the further we go, the louder the wind gets and the louder the cry becomes.
“Ah——”
At this time, the driver at the front suddenly screamed, and both the man and the horse were swallowed up by a huge body.
(End of this chapter)