Chapter 376: Trip to the Black Market
Chen Wang felt a little happy and was not in a hurry. He made various postures in the air.
At first he was still unsteady, but then he became more and more nervous. Stable, the movements became more and more coquettish, spinning, drifting,
In short, it was as cool as it was, Chen Wang almost fell off several times,
Every time it looked dangerous. risk!
Once when he was drifting, he was thrown out directly. Chen Wang was suddenly shocked!
The monk in the foundation building stage can already fly in the air for a short time. He stabilized his figure in the air,
"Come!"
The Xiuba Sword appeared at his feet again , his figure stabilized again.
Chen Wang was in shock,
Although he would be fine, he shocked himself again.
“I haven’t felt this kind of heartbeat for a long time.”
Chen Wang thought to himself.
Even though he had just thrown it out, Chen Wang was still performing various operations in the air with his sword, which was very coquettish.
Stiff and coquettish snakeskin moves...
Stiff drift...
Chen Wang's first long-distance flight was spent in this situation.
Originally, with his strength, it only took him half a day to reach this black market, but he didn't arrive even after rushing for most of the day.
Mainly it was all kinds of big swings in the air, which took too long.
“Fortunately, there are no people in the sky and there is no traffic jam. Otherwise, we really wouldn’t be able to use our hands and feet.”
Chen Wang thought to himself.
At this time, the sky was covered with dark clouds, the sky was getting darker, and it was about to rain.
Chen Wang suddenly frowned.
"It's broken! The waves are big and I didn't bring an umbrella!"
Chen Wang thought to himself.
Do I have to walk like a drowned rat during the foundation building period?
Chen Wang thought for a moment, then temporarily controlled the flying sword to lower its height, and gradually looked down, trying to find a place to stay.
“Fortunately, I don’t have the habit of writing a diary, otherwise today’s diary will look very fucked up in a few years.”
“Have I embarrassed the cultivators?”< br>
But Chen Wang thought about it seriously and found that it was not the case.
"You can't drift when flying with a sword. That's simply because you haven't mastered it well and haven't mastered the essence!"
Chen Wang thought to himself.
In order to master these new skills, walk as slowly as possible.
He had left the Hongyun Sect at this time, and the spiritual energy around him was not that strong.
It was getting late, thunderclouds were rolling in the sky, and there were thunder and lightning in the dense clouds, and they flashed past with a cracking sound,
Then came the low thunder.
Chen Wang lowered his head and looked at the Xiuba Sword at his feet,
“I have never thought about this problem before. During thunderstorms, monks flying with swords will not be struck by lightning, right? ?”
Chen Wang thought.
At this time, Chen Wang found a temple, so he temporarily fell down, put away his flying sword and entered the temple.
This temple is extremely desolate and dilapidated. The walls are covered with dead vines. Many fallen leaves in the yard have rotted, and there is an unpleasant smell.
“What a broken place?”
Chen Wang couldn’t help but frowned.
When he came in just now, the plaque here had disappeared.
It was getting late at this time, and walking into such a temple accompanied by lightning and thunder, I couldn't help but feel gloomy.
As soon as Chen Wang came to the yard, it suddenly started pouring rain, so Chen Wang quickly walked in.
He came to the main hall of the temple and found a clay statue here, only half of its body.
The other half fell to the ground, looking like a general.
This temple was very dilapidated, and some of the surrounding doors and windows had been torn down. At this time, the wind came in and made a whining sound, as if someone was humming.
Chen Wang looked up and found that the tiles were still relatively intact and there was no leakage.
"Let's settle here for now."
Chen Wang shook his head.
Many folk temples enshrine such statues of generals or local good people. There are also many wild gods in these small temples.
And these folk temples always give people a gloomy feeling, which is very uncomfortable.
The ones with incense offerings are so dilapidated, and the desolation is even more serious.
Chen Wang waved lightly at this time, and a cleaner place appeared on the ground, and he sat down.
The wood here is everywhere. Chen Wang took some and pointed his finger, and the flames immediately started.
Soon the wood started to burn. The wood was very dry and burned. Crackling sound.
With this firelight, the hall looks more pleasing to the eye.
Chen Wang's body was half-leaning on a large pillar whose red paint had peeled off. He closed his eyes and reflected on today's practice.
That's right, even though he has been drifting and moving in various positions, he is flying with his sword,
There is no doubt about this.
Chen Wang has always believed so unswervingly.
It’s just that after practicing like this, Chen Wang’s understanding of sword-driving is indeed much deeper than that of ordinary people.
After all, there are many situations, and ordinary people may not have so many sword-driving skills. Insights,
Most of them are done step by step, and who the hell doesn't maintain a graceful manner when wielding a sword, it must be cool and unrestrained.
Immortal cultivators sometimes fly with swords, leaving some legends in the world and being called gods.
But I have never heard of anyone who was flying with a sword falling off the sword, or either hitting a tree or a mountain, or the snakeskin moved out of position, looking extremely stiff and embarrassed.
Chen Wang closed his eyes, digesting today's insights, and at the same time recovering his mana.
After leaving Hongyun Sect, the spiritual energy was thin. Although it was better than that in Winter, it was still very scarce.
Chen Wang shook his head: "No wonder so many people who cultivate immortality abandon the bustle and prosperity of the world and practice hard in the mountains, live in wooden houses and eat spiritual rice. The degree of rich spiritual energy is simply different."
... …
The rain was pouring down, as if it was falling directly.
The rain fell on the tiles, making a crackling sound.
It’s just that the wind gradually became lighter and it didn’t sound like ghosts and wolves howling.
Chen Wang's five senses were very strong.
Suddenly, he heard some subtle footsteps and opened his eyes slightly.
Sure enough, soon the footsteps of several people became heavier and heavier, and they rushed over.
A group of people poured into the ruined temple. They looked like they were dressed as merchants. The leader was a bearded man with a dark face, big shoulders and round waist, and leggings on his legs. He was extremely capable.
These people were wearing coir raincoats, carrying swords around their waists, and some luggage. They had a kind of martial arts atmosphere.
The bearded man at the head only saw the light of the fire and came here.
After he came in, he clasped his fists and said politely: "I am doing business with some brothers in Xia Meng Gaofeng. We encountered heavy rain on the way. Come into this temple to take shelter from the wind and rain."
Chen Wang smiled and responded with clasped fists: "Chen Wang, this temple doesn't belong to me. I'm here to take shelter from the rain. Brother, it's up to you."
Immediately, a few people sat down. They saw that this handsome young man had an extraordinary appearance and an ancient sword hanging from his waist. He looked like a son of a noble family who wielded swords as a knight-errant.
They took off their raincoats one after another and warmed themselves by the light of the fire.
Chen Wang swept his consciousness and knew that these people were ordinary people, not immortal cultivators.
The bearded man Meng Gaofeng, who was the backbone of these people, did not talk to Chen Wang after sitting down.
After all, we meet by chance, and it is not good to be too familiar with each other at first.
The men sat down to warm themselves by the fire, and took out dry food and wine to warm themselves.
Meng Gaofeng still asked Chen Wang: "Mr. Chen, would you like some wine to warm yourself up?"
Chen Wang shook his head and said with a smile, "No need."
Meng Gaofeng smiled He laughed but didn't insist. The brothers just sat by the fire, drinking and eating meat, talking and laughing, which was very lively.
It also gives this dilapidated and desolate temple a bit more popularity.
After some time passed, footsteps came from outside again, and someone entered the ruined temple again.
The men who were drinking and joking looked outside.
Chen Wang also turned his head slightly. There was someone here at this time, and he had no way to enter meditation. He simply recuperated and digested the insights of sword control.
A man and a woman came in this time. The man was a scholar, carrying a bamboo basket on his back. He looked a little thin. He was caught in the heavy rain and his face was already pale.
The woman looked to be about twenty years old, with a delicate face, and the clothes she wore did not look like that of an ordinary person, but rather that of a rich girl.
The clothes on her body were extremely thin, and when they were caught in the rain, they clung tightly to her body, exposing the curves of her body, making her look very attractive.
After the scholar came in, he saw the fire and so many people. He was so cold that he couldn't speak. He could only stutter and said, "Everyone, the rain is really heavy. Xiaosheng comes in to take shelter from the rain temporarily." , I’m sorry.”
The woman didn’t speak, her lips were a little blue from the cold, and she followed closely behind the scholar.
Everyone's attention was inevitably attracted to her. Wearing such a thin dress and being soaked by the rain, it was simply tempting to get wet.
These two people looked very thin and weak. If they were caught in the rain, they might get seriously ill.
A man smiled and threw a wine bag over: "Little brother, drink some wine quickly to warm yourself up, otherwise you will inevitably get seriously ill."
The scholar took the wine bag and quickly said, "Thank you, thank you!"
But just as he was about to drink, he suddenly remembered something and turned to hand it to the woman,
"Miss Song, drink Order some wine and warm yourself up.”
The woman whose clothes were soaked by the rain nodded slightly, took the wine and took a sip.
Then there seemed to be some warmth in the body, and the body no longer shivered so much.
The two drank wine and sat by the fire to warm themselves up.
This young and beautiful woman huddled there, holding her knees with her hands. Her clothes were soaked, which still made her a little cold.
It was vaguely visible that her exposed calves were extremely white.
After everyone started chatting, they found out that the scholar’s name was Zheng Feng, a poor scholar, and that he was going to seek refuge with a distant relative to make a living.
The young woman's surname was Song. They met on the road and walked together.
As a result, we encountered this heavy rain and it was so dark in the mountains that we almost got lost. Fortunately, there was a fire in the temple, so we made it all the way here.
A group of Jianghu people wearing swords, a poor scholar, a wealthy daughter,
Coupled with barren mountains, ruined temples, and night rain.
Chen Wang looked out the window at the darkness and smiled in his heart: "This trip down the mountain is really not in vain."
Chen Wang raised his head and scanned the group of people. His eyes felt lively.
The men were chatting and laughing, and the scholar gradually opened up his chatterbox.
This man was humorous by nature and spoke very interestingly, and everyone laughed more and more.
It’s just that since the man and woman came in, the leader, the bearded man Meng Meng Gaofeng, didn’t say much.
His eyes looked at the young woman in thin clothes from time to time.
A group of hot-blooded men, with such a beautiful woman in the middle, with a lot of spring in her body, will inevitably attract something.
Those men would sometimes glance at him secretly, but Meng Gaofeng looked at him more directly, and his gaze stayed longer each time.
When there are young and beautiful women around, men always talk more, especially with the effect of wine.
One of these rough-looking men wanted to be courteous to this wealthy daughter.
Meng Gaofeng raised his hand to stop him and said lightly: "You drank too much."
The man's face was slightly red, and he said with a smile: "Brother, I didn't drink too much. You don't know how much I drink. Two more bottles won't be much!"
Meng Gaofeng looked at the night outside and said in a deep voice: "Drink less and talk less."
The man was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Meng Gaofeng hesitated for a moment and then said: "Okay, okay, we've almost finished drinking this wine. It's time for us to get on our way."
The men were stunned for a moment.
“Brother, it’s raining so hard outside, why are you in such a hurry?”
"Yes, the mountain road is already rugged, and with the heavy rain, it is easy to get into trouble."
Meng Gaofeng glanced at everyone: "Why, I can't speak well?"
His face sank and his tone became serious, and no one dared to make fun of him.
“We have to travel all night, how can we spend the night in this place?”
After hearing his words, everyone was a little puzzled, but they also put away the wine bottles in their hands and sighed. After taking a breath, he started to pack his things.
The originally lively drinking atmosphere was broken at this time.
Meng Gaofeng hesitated for a moment, then he turned to look at Chen Wang and said, "Mr. Chen, do you want to go together?"
What he said was incomprehensible.
But Chen Wang understood, he smiled: "No, the rain is too heavy, it is more comfortable to stay in the temple."
Meng Gaofeng said: "I think This temple is in disrepair and is not very sturdy. I am afraid that it will be destroyed by the rain. Where should Mr. Chen go? Why don’t we find another place to stay together?”
He wanted to leave with everyone.
But at this time, the temperature in the hall seemed to be lower and getting colder.
The fire in the room also became flickering, and the crackling sound became more rapid.
Miss Song, who was wearing thin clothes and already soaked by the rain, stood up and said weakly: "Does this elder brother think it is inconvenient to have a woman like me in the temple?"
This woman is born with a bit of weakness in her speech, her tone is very soft, coupled with her charming appearance, it is even more heart-wrenching, and I want to take care of her in my hands.
A man said: "Miss Song, don't think too much, brother doesn't mean that."
Meng Gaofeng said with a serious face: "Xiao Liu, shut your mouth!"
He looked at it He glanced at Chen Wang, sighed in his heart, turned to look at the woman, and said lightly: "Miss Song, you are overthinking. We really have something to do, so we are leaving first."
But he As soon as she finished speaking, Miss Song actually lowered her head and started sobbing. This look was so heart-breaking.
"This eldest brother must despise me for being a weak woman in this temple. If eldest brother feels that there is a difference between men and women and despises me, I will leave immediately!"
Meng Gaofeng thought for a while and said: "You can leave."
Everyone: "..."
The scholar blushed with anger and suddenly stood up and said: "How could you Are you doing this to Miss Song?”
Miss Song lowered her head and sobbed, and she slowly walked towards the bearded man.
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