Yunzhou is far away in the northwest border, and it is thousands of miles away from the hinterland of the Central Plains where Xie Yuan is located.
Although he escaped quickly, he could take two days and nights to go through day and night.
What's more, when he passed by the mountains and mountains, even though Xie Yuan was above the sky, his eyesight was strong and his spiritual consciousness was extremely keen.
There were always some things that caught his eye, which forced him to stop for a moment.
Changes come from heaven to earth, and no one can escape.
Whether it is natural disasters or current situations, many people cannot survive.
The court was busy dealing with aristocratic families and neglecting disaster relief, which worsened the situation.
In times of troubled times, the most obvious thing is that refugees and bandits are everywhere.
Xie Yuan had been dealing with the bandits for a long time while at the Longteng Escort Agency and knew the habits of these people.
In fact, there are many kinds of bandits, some who are almost starving to death and cannot go up the mountain, some are cunning and lazy to take the opportunity to fall into the grass, some are deceived with the people around them, and some are themselves thieves and bandits who take the opportunity to gather.
The rice raises all kinds of people, and they are all bandits, and Xie Yuan has seen many of them.
But this time it was a little different.
Although the bandits that emerged this time still had different personalities, their methods were ruthless and tyrannical.
Perhaps there was a little conscience just going up the mountain, but most people became bandits who were stained with blood and killed without blinking after one or two times.
Xie Yuan had passed by many places and cleared out many bandits, but found that they were all like this, completely different from the bandits they had seen before.
It seems that everyone has been stained with a violent background, and their eyes often turn red.
Even ordinary people become more likely to be suspicious, panic and restless.
The great disaster has affected the entire world. Not only the panic and unknown horror brought by the chaotic world naturally, but the atmosphere between heaven and earth is also changing subtly.
Many people have noticed that this seems to be no ordinary turmoil, but it is powerless to change.
A village on the slope of the water.
A team of bandits holding swords and sticks rushed into the place, robbing the house and setting fires.
The young and strong in the village were struggling to resist. They held hoes and forks, fighting desperately with many bandits opposite who also had hoes and red eyes.
Many people even recognized that the skinny thief seemed to be someone from the next mountain and village.
I heard that I couldn't survive there a few days ago, so I saw them borrowing food today.
If it were just these same villagers who became bandits, they would not be able to resist it. However, the leading strong men with swords were obviously different from others. They often cut the hoe into two pieces with one knife, and the situation soon fell one side.
The young and strong people could not resist, the village chief had been killed with one knife, and half of the village had fallen.
The cry of women and children began to resound through the sky, and the black smoke rose into the sky, and another purgatory on earth was another human being.
"God... Come and save us."
Some villagers were thinking desperately.
In front of him was a bandit with red eyes, and was approaching him step by step with a machete, while he was leaning against the earth wall, and he could retire from the army.
The bandit walked up to him and raised the machete high. The tip of the knife was red, I don’t know if it was the fire or blood.
Suddenly, the bandit paused, and its head suddenly soared into the sky. The headless body stood on its own for a while before slowly falling down.
The villagers stared at this scene blankly, and they realized that the shouts of killing in the village seemed to be quiet.
He looked up and found a pair of men and women standing above the village like a god, while the man who was in the wind and like a banished immortal was put away his long sword.
Xie Yuan cut off all the bandits' heads with one sword, looked down and sighed slightly.
He has seen too many similar scenes along the way, and since he has seen them, he naturally cannot ignore them.
But it was so natural that he delayed his journey a little. Fortunately, he was always paying attention to the True Shadow Candlestick, and could feel that Wu Daoji's breath was still weak and there was no sign of rapid recovery.
But Xie Yuan still did not want to stay for a long time, but just confirmed that the bandits here had been eliminated, so he did not delay and turned around and was about to escape.
"Thank you, Master!"
"Thank you, God!"
"I dare to ask about the name of an immortal! Bishui Village will definitely set up temples for statues of immortals, sacrifices from generation to generation, and incense will continue to spread!"
A quick-reacting villager in the village knelt down with gratitude and shouted loudly.
Xie Yuan was silent and did not answer.
If the great disaster of heaven and earth is not harmonious, there are still several generations in this world that cannot be said to be accurate.
You also need to go to Yunshan to see if you can get the Black Sky Book, and then search for the remaining pages.
According to Mu Chaoyun, if you can reunite the nine pages of the Black Heaven Book, improve your strength, and comprehend the secrets of the Heavenly Way, you may have great hope of ending the great disaster, at least you can understand the causes and consequences. What is the great disaster? It is targeted.
But even if everything goes well, it won’t be successful every day.
Looking at the increasingly intense situation on this land, the court that has inaction at all, and the increasingly strange weather, there are still thousands of villages in Bishui Village. No one knows whether they can last until that moment.
Xie Yuan saw that the villagers who survived the disaster were full of hope in their eyes, and he couldn't bear to look at it anymore, so he left alone.
"Please teach me how to practice martial arts!"
Suddenly, a loud sound rang out, penetrated the noise in the village.
Xie Yuan subconsciously turned his head to look and saw a young man covered in blood, his eyes clear, kneeling on the ground and looking up at him with a look of enthusiasm.
The elder next to him was frightened when he heard this and quickly pressed him:
"Sangouzi, why are you yelling at me! Don't quarrel at the immortal!"
"Where are immortals in the world? If there are immortals, why do we suffer such suffering?"
Sangouzi was pressed by his elders, but he was stalking his neck:
"There are no gods in the world! But the storyteller said that if there are masters of martial arts, their methods are almost the same as those of gods!
"My benefactor must be such a martial arts master. I want to ask my husband to teach me martial arts so that he can resist bandits!"
Xie Yuan glanced at Sangouzi who was talking, his eyes flashed slightly.
Mu Chaoyun looked around, raised his eyebrows lightly, and stood quietly behind Xie Yuan without saying a word.
Xie Yuan waved his hand first, and the villagers on the ground felt a stream of air coming, lifting them all up and unable to kneel down again.
The master's use of strength is indeed the same as that of gods for these ordinary people.
He looked down at Sangouzi and asked:
"You want to learn martial arts? Why do I teach you?"
"Because in this way I can guard the village and protect everyone..."
"That's your reason, but why should I teach you?"
Xie Yuan interrupted him and looked at the boy quietly.
Sangouzi was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and said loudly:
"Because the kind-hearted man is kind."
"Huh?"
Xie Yuan raised his eyebrows.
"If my benefactor is not a kind person, he will not help our village when he sees injustice."
"This is just a hand-to-hand job, but it doesn't mean I want to teach you kung fu." "If my benefactor doesn't teach me martial arts, then today's kung fu will be in vain. The world is in chaos. If you come today, and tomorrow, there will be bandits everywhere. Once your benefactor leaves, the bandits come again, and there is no martial artist in Bishui Village, and the end will be the same."
Sangouzi kowtowed a few times:
"So I asked my benefactor to teach me martial arts to cure the root cause. The old saying goes, it is better to teach people how to fish than to fish. My benefactor taught me how to truly save Bishui Village."
"Treat the root cause..."
Xie Yuan shook his head and looked at him:
"You've read a book?"
"My father is a teacher in the village. It's not too early, so he left only the widow and me. I didn't know a few words."
Sangouzi answered honestly.
Xie Yuan was in a daze and smiled:
"That's hard for you to understand so many principles. OK, if you convince me, I will teach you two tricks."
Sangouzi's words contained the cunning of the villagers, but Xie Yuan did not mind it.
What he said was right. Once Xie Yuan left, the ending of Bishui Village was the same. If you teach him a few tricks, it may be useful.
Moreover, this is a martial arts practitioner. Xie Yuan could see at a glance that his roots and bones were good, and his dialogue showed his cleverness.
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Xie Yuan landed on the ground, looked at the hatchet in Sangouzi's hand, and then looked at a bandit upside him. The blood on his body is not his own.
"I will teach you a sword technique called the 'Run Wolf Sword Technique'. I will only teach you once."
He took the hatchet and started to demonstrate.
The villagers and Sangouzi around were all excited when they saw that Xie Yuan was actually teaching martial arts. Seeing that he had no hurdles, they all looked at him with concentration.
Among them, Sangouzi saw it the most seriously, and every move of Xie Yuan was reflected in his clear eyes.
After practicing in one move, Xie Yuan returned the hatchet to Sangouzi:
"Remember?"
Sangouzi took the hatchet and focused on it:
"Remember."
Xie Yuan was surprised when he heard this and couldn't help but say:
"Come on."
Sangouzi took a deep breath and danced his knife.
He danced a broken hatchet to the point of being powerful, and the sword wind whistled, as if in front of him were the bandits who rushed in and slaughtered the villagers.
Xie Yuan nodded repeatedly when he saw it, and sighed in his heart:
"There are such young people in the countryside. This improved Wolf-Sword Technique is just right for him."
This Runwolf Sword Technique is naturally not as simple as the version that Xie Yuan first learned at the Longteng Escort Agency.
The Run Wolf Sword Technique is not an introductory sword technique. Xie Yuan has improved this sword technique at will, making it easier to get started. Otherwise, no matter how talented a rural boy has, no matter how talented he is, he will not be able to do many movements.
However, this improved version is more advanced after practicing, and just a few basic moves can temper qi and blood, nourish internal breath, and the last move is even more killer move. It can be said to be a new sword technique that integrates training and killing.
With these qualities alone, this new wolf sword technique can be regarded as the fourth and fifth levels of the Xie family arsenal.
It is naturally not easy to adapt the martial arts, even many masters just follow their predecessors and adapt to themselves.
However, with Xie Yuan’s current realm cultivation and martial arts insights, especially since he has seen so many kung fu, the new sword technique he has changed casually is already quite extraordinary. He can even be used as the core martial arts school or small sect, so he is naturally very suitable for this village boy.
After Sangouzi finished practicing like a look, Xie Yuan nodded:
"You'll get started after one go. You are really talented. Practice well and don't forget why you practice martial arts."
Sangouzi's face was flushed, and when he bent his knees, he was about to kneel down and kowtow, but he found that there was a soft pad under his legs, and he couldn't even kneel down.
He had no choice but to blush:
"I would like to ask my disciple to thank you for your kindness for teaching!"
Xie Yuan just shook his head:
"I will teach you two tricks when I meet by chance. I am not your master. But I hope you will keep your original intention in mind. If you gain something, you should eliminate evil and help the weak."
Before he finished speaking, the people disappeared, and the villagers around were stunned and began to call the gods and immortals again.
Sangouzi looked at the empty face. He had obviously gained skills, but he felt a little disappointed.
He clenched his fists secretly and said to himself:
"Zhao Sanyi must practice martial arts well and live up to his advice!
"I hope...there is still a day to see my benefactor in the future."
In the distant sky, Xie Yuan and Mu Chaoyun had turned into flowing light and flew westward.
"That boy's talent is indeed good, and he dares to fight for it, so he is destined to be."
Xie Yuan sighed:
"People are brave and resourceful. If they have more time, it's okay to teach something. It's a pity that the situation is like this and they can't stop there. If it's a prosperous era, he should be able to make a name for himself. Unfortunately... he has always been many geniuses and fewer talents. I hope he can be lucky."
Mu Chaoyun glanced at him and said softly:
"Did you think of yourself?"
Xie Yuan nodded:
"It's me, and my elder brother. People who are close to each other have a very different ending... Hey, I'm not old yet, why do you feel sad about the past?"
Mu Chaoyun pursed his lips:
"You are under a lot of pressure. You are tired from rushing to the road, let's go down and take a rest."
Xie Yuan shook his head:
"It's okay, go to Yunshan early and get the objects on Jianfeng early."
"I feel a little tired..."
Mu Chaoyun said softly.
Xie Yuan was shocked and immediately said:
"Okay! Then let's take a break for a while."
He glanced at him and saw a small wooden house in the mountains, which had been abandoned, so he fell down with Mu Chaoyun.
Entering the wooden house, Xie Yuan waved his palm and patted it. The dust in the house was blown away by the palm wind, and the dull air was completely renewed.
He looked at Mu Chaoyun, but saw her shaking her head:
"I'm not a big deal. Let's take a break in the middle of the night and set off."
Seeing that she was in no condition, Xie Yuan nodded and said:
"Okay."
The silver moon rises, and everything in the barren mountains is quiet, and the moonlight passes through the window, scattering a piece of silver.
Although Xie Yuan and Mu Chaoyun were already married, Xie Yuan was worried by the catastrophe that finally came. In addition, Mu Chaoyun was not feeling well, so he naturally had no other intentions and just closed his eyes and meditated.
Mu Chaoyun was not resentful of being close to Xie Yuan, and even said that he was quite happy. But she is a light-hearted person and is not too proactive about it.
But she is different today. Seeing Xie Yuan sitting next to meditate with her eyes closed, she moved a little and leaned on Xie Yuan lingeringly.
Xie Yuan opened his eyes, a little puzzled, and asked with concern:
"Where are you uncomfortable...Huh?"
He suddenly noticed Mu Chaoyun's actions that were unexpected to him.
Feeling her wet and hot breathing like orchids, and looking at the astonishing redness on her snow-white pretty face, this extremely rare charm made Xie Yuan feel a little dizzy in an instant.
"Can you... hug me for a longer time?"
Mu Chaoyun's eyes were blurred and he murmured in Xie Yuan's ear.
The heat soon rose in the wooden house, and the suppressed gasps and moans floated in the moonlight.
It's like a dream. (This chapter ends)