Killing God Chapter 355: Meet the old scholar again
About half an hour later, Xiaochen withdrew his spiritual power and breathed a long sigh of relief. Although he did not consume much spiritual power, it was very mind-blowing. After half an hour, Xiaochen felt that he had spent more than half of his spiritual power. Force is tiring.
Fortunately, this person's life was saved. Although he has not woken up yet, it is only a matter of time. Only then did Xiao Chen carefully look at the person in front of him.
This man's hair is tied into small braids, and the strands are tied back with a headband. It's like having eyeshadow all around.
"This kind of feature doesn't look like a five-place monk." Xiao Chen muttered to himself.
The so-called five places are the Dongsheng Continent, the Jiangnan Fertile Region, the Western Region Desert, the Extreme Arctic Icefield, and the Loess Zhongzhou, which correspond to the east, south, and northwest. Barren or extremely remote places.
Like the Great Wilderness of the Southern Border, the Endless Sea, the Paradise of the North Sea, the Three Mountains of the East China Sea, etc., there are also monks in these places, but compared to the five places, there are many, many fewer.
For the records of these places, there is not much and detailed introduction to the various schools of Shenzong. Although Xiaochen has stayed in the Xuanqing Mountain Sutra Pavilion for many years, he has not seen any records about this kind of person in front of him. I can't recognize it.
I can only wait for him to wake up and make plans for the future. However, it is impossible for Xiaochen to wait for him here all the time, but if he wants to go on the road, Xiaochen is unwilling to carry or hold one on his back. Man, so Xiaochen decided...to drag him away.
Flying at high altitude, Xiao Chen was carrying a large cloth bag in his hand, which he made temporarily. The bag was naturally the one he rescued, a monk flying with his sword, carrying a very The big bag is absolutely unforgettable for anyone who sees this scene.
Ordinary storage bags can't hold living things, or you will die if you put them in. However, Xiaochen doesn't have a storage bag specially designed to hold spirit beasts, and he doesn't dare to let anyone in the Zhuyin space casually. In addition to the need to hurry, Xiaochen originally planned to carry him directly, but he was afraid of tossing him to death, so that was the only way to act.
When the sun sets in the west, Xiaochen does not have the habit of traveling day and night. Whenever the sun goes down, Xiaochen will put away the plane and land. Sometimes a bonfire will be built. If you eat wild game, if it is a barren place like a desert, there is nothing you can do. You can only take out the food in your storage bag, which is of course some delicious food. There are probably very few monks like Xiao Chen who are in the storage bag. Used to hold a lot of food.
The person he rescued was lying on the side, the firelight reflected on his face, Xiaochen didn't notice that the corner of his eyes moved, and then opened his eyes.
He still looked very weak. He didn't move after opening his eyes. He rolled his eyes to check the surrounding environment. Xiaochen and a bonfire came into view. Before he passed out, he saw Xiaochen's appearance. Yes, I recognized Xiao Chen after thinking about it for a while.
The place where the two of them rested is next to a small river. The most important thing in this kind of place is food. At this moment, there are several fish on the bonfire, oil has begun to come out, and the browned fish has a slightly fishy smell. , and the aroma of the burning firewood blended together, making the index finger move.
"Thank you." Xiao Chen was staring at a few grilled fish, but he didn't even hear what the man said, let alone react.
Seeing that Xiaochen didn't respond, the man tried to move his body. He found that the injury he suffered before was basically no longer a serious problem, and his movement was not hindered in the slightest. He was even more certain that this man really saved him, and did not Set a ban or something.
But after he spoke, Xiaochen didn't react at all. He had some guesses. He slowly stood up, made a strange gesture towards Xiaochen, probably salute, and then left the place until he When he left, Xiao Chen didn't even look at him.
In less than a quarter of an hour, Xiaochen took a few fish from the fire. Before turning his head, he said, "Hey, get up and eat."
After he finished speaking, he stood up with a grilled fish. When he turned around, Xiaochen found that the place where the man was lying was empty and there was nothing.
Xiaochen frowned, "Strange, where is the person?"
He nibbled the grilled fish in his hand and walked around to look around, but he couldn't find the person. After that, Xiaochen walked back to the bonfire and wiped out all the grilled fish on the fire.
"Forget it, let him go." Xiao Chen would be highly focused every time he was waiting to eat and when he was eating. With the power of his spiritual sense, he even put all his spiritual sense at this time. The power is concentrated on the food, just like the state of complete selflessness during cultivation.
After the incident, Xiao Chen didn't really look for that person anymore, because his spiritual power was dispersed, but he did not capture any information about spiritual power fluctuations or spiritual sense fluctuations. That person must have gone far, or , has long been eaten by beasts.
Sitting down cross-legged, Xiao Chen began to practice the mind method. Meditation is the best way to rest for monks. Meditating overnight is much better than sleeping, and the next day will be full of energy.
Xiaochen's habit of practicing, in the morning, when the morning light is faint, he changed from Qingchen Jue to Xuantian Dao, and he practiced until noon before starting to hurry.
The city of God was not built in a day, and cultivation is not something that can be achieved by working hard for three days and five nights. The fact that Xiaochen can reach the current state has a great relationship with Qingmingzhu, but the most important thing is that he has a moment. Cultivation, the desire to always improve, these are the fundamentals that make a person strong.
At noon, the sun rose very high, Xiaochen found that the scenery here is very beautiful, on the pebbles, the clear spring flows, the grass and flowers, two mice from time to time, the birds in the woods chirp, the white clouds in the sky Fluttering, like a paradise.
It's just that it's not populated here, presumably. Because Xiaochen didn't feel the smell that didn't belong to nature at all, he held his head in his hands, a piece of grass in his mouth, and walked by the stream, occasionally stepping on his feet, and the stream wet his shoes He didn't care about his trousers.
Every time you go to a place, enjoy it, no matter whether there are treasures there, whether there is a chance, whether there is a dream lover you have been worrying about for a long time but have never met, walking there is a kind of practice.
About an hour later, Xiaochen roared in the sky, the roar rushed into the sky, passed through the woods, swayed across the stream, not anger, not emotion, not venting, just an instinctive wildness, after a long time Xiao Chen stopped roaring, gasping for breath.
The time is almost up, no matter what the situation of the person is, now Xiaochen is about to set off, and in a few days, he will be able to reach the most prosperous place in Dongsheng Continent. Xiaochen has a plan to do it there. to a bed of piano magic.
He didn't have any extravagant hopes for immortal artifact. This kind of thing, for the current Xiaochen, is completely tasteless. It can't be used when it is weak, and it is too strong when it is too strong. In some cases, he couldn't exert the power that an immortal weapon should have.
Finally, there is a move that can use the fairy weapon, but it can't exert the power that the fairy weapon should have. It can only be used as the carrier of the move, and it will also break it.
For Xiao Chen, top-quality spiritual weapons are the best magic weapon, and they can exert their ultimate combat power.
"Huh?" While walking, Xiao Chen saw a man with a straw hat in front of him, who looked like an old man, but not very old.
There is an old man in this kind of place. It's normal, but it's actually a bit unusual, because there is no one in the range of Xiaochen's spiritual sense. That is to say, he appeared in an instant from a hundred miles away. If it's normal, that's fine.
Xiaochen is not interested in this kind of miraculous thing at all. He pretends to be an ordinary person. When passing by this uncle, he glanced a few times, but walked over without saying a word.
"Young man, do you want to just act like this and walk away without seeing it?" The old man didn't turn his head, the voice came from behind Xiao Chen.
"Master, I'm a poor boy, and I don't even have three copper coins on my body. Do you want me to leave? I didn't bump into you. I took a few glances at most, two eyes!" He looked anxious, just like a real poor country boy.
"Hahahaha, this kid is a bit interesting, but, take a look, and then say it again, are you going to leave like this?" The uncle laughed, and then he took off the straw hat and took off big coat.
Xiaochen resolutely did not turn his head to look at the uncle when he heard the words. He was afraid to see the sloppy old man under the straw hat, and he was even more afraid of the sick old man or something, but he did not walk away. In short, he was very conflicted now. I don't want to watch it, but I was aroused again. It's neither to leave nor to stay.
"Alas." With a sigh, Xiao Chen finally turned his head.
But when he saw the uncle, it overturned his countless assumptions, a man he never thought he would see again.
Under the big coat, dressed as a scholar, with a neat crown after the straw hat was taken off, and the gray hair was not messy at all. This person is the old scholar that many young Xiaochen met in Tucker Town. Qing Mingzhu was lost, and it was this old scholar who helped him find it.
Also, when Xiaochen was young, he didn't care about the practice world, and asked him to take a drop of his own blood. When Xiaochen learned about the use of blood, he was afraid for a long time. The old man told him that if that person wanted to harm him, he would have already done it, and it would not be Xiaochen's turn to be afraid.
Many years have passed, and Xiao Chen has almost forgotten about this. He even thought that the old man was just a warlock in the world. Come on, definitely not. (To be continued.)