The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 111: Where are you between morning light and twilight?
Bai Zao's voice is very soft and gentle, but his companions listen carefully, patiently, and appear very convincing.
Even Yaosongshan is like this.
The realm strength of the members of this team is relatively ordinary, except for Bai Zao, the strongest is Yao Songshan.
There is no super combat power like Luo Huainan, nor Tonglu, or the killing gods like Nanshan and Gu Han in previous years, but their performance in Taoist warfare is very good, far away in Xishan. Most of the pictures of walking on blood to find plums have been completed, and they have been praised by Zen Zi.
Bai Zao's ability to calculate and command is too strong, and the affinity and persuasiveness in his expressions are enough to make all her companions believe in her judgment.
This is probably the natural leader.
Because of her calmness, the comrades who were a little disturbed by the news of the iron worm calmed down and began to arrange the formation.
Bai Zao raised his head and looked at the shadow of the mountain in the distance.
The cold wind blew again, engulfing snow particles, and hitting her white gauze.
The female disciple of the hanging bell sect asked with her eyes if she wanted a blanket.
Bai Zao smiled and shook his head to signal that he was not using it, and his hands tightened his clothes tightly.
Actually, she is not as confident as she looks.
The Kunlun disciple named Dai Yin died too early.
But since the Taoist war hasn't stopped, it shouldn't be the problem of the beast tide, and there won't be too much danger.
Then she remembered something, the corners of her lips curled up, she laughed happily, and asked her companions: "Where are they today?"
Yao Songshan took the magic weapon from a companion and looked at it twice, and walked to her, with a strange expression on her face and said, "We are still more than sixty miles away."
A few days ago, the group of them discovered that a team was walking in a weird trajectory, and it seemed to be coming towards them.
The speed of that team is not very fast, but if it goes on like this, the two will meet in two days, right in front of the black mountain shadow in the north.
Although the competition in Taoism is fierce, it is impossible for human practitioners to kill each other.
Yao Songshan's weird expression was of course not alert, but because Jing Jiu was in that team.
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It's a bit late in the morning.
Bai Zao and his team continued to march towards the depths of the snowy field, searching for the monsters in the snow country to hunt them down.
The front is bound to be more dangerous, but this is the meaning of Taoism.
The twilight comes early.
The companions gathered around Bai Zao and began to listen to her soft voice.
Today they hunted down two ordinary snow-footed beasts. They were very cautious when fighting, for fear of accidents.
But in the end they found neither ears nor worms in the carapace of their prey.
The companions spread out to prepare for formation.
Bai Zao sat in the wind and snow, thinking about this matter, and felt more puzzled.
Why did so many practitioners who participated in the Taoist war not encounter the iron nematode, but let the Jing Jiu and others who had left so many days late to encounter it?
She subconsciously asked: "Where is Jing Jiu?"
Yao Songshan glanced at the artifact and said: "It is more than thirty miles away from us, to the southwest."
The other three companions glanced at each other, and then at Yao Songshan.
They know that Bai Zao is very concerned about the path of the team, but today she is not asking them, but Jing Jiu directly. What does this mean?
"Don't look at me, I really don't know anything."
Yao Songshan said: “As far as I know, Master Jing Jiu and Master Uncle Twelfth Moon have traveled for two years, and spent the rest of the time practicing in the green mountains, and have never seen outsiders.”..
They just remembered, yes, there is still Zhao Layue in the green hills.
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The morning light came later than yesterday.
During the day, the group of them did not encounter any Snow Country monsters, and even the snow stopped.
The world is quiet, or dead still.
The black mountains that are getting closer and closer look so quiet and daunting.
There is a gorge in the middle of the Black Mountains, which can lead to farther places, which is the real snow country.
Bai Zao looked at that place, with a strong warning sign in his heart, and said: "Ignite the fire."
The twilight comes earlier than yesterday.
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The night has come. According to the habits of the previous days, Jing Jiu should have called to stop, but today he did not, so the three of Yin Qingmo continued to walk forward.
Jing Jiu walked at the back.
The cooperation of the three young practitioners has been very tacit, and these days, they have not encountered such a murderous thing as iron worm.
He opened his palm, and the little beetle jumped into his palm.
The shell of the little beetle is still pure white, but after a few days it will look a lot harder, no longer as fragile and tender as it was when it was born.
Jing Jiu noticed that the longer it stays in the cold wind or the lower the outside temperature, the faster the carapace will harden.
As for what the little beetle feeds on, he still doesn't know, because he hasn't taken care of this matter before, anyway, it's still alive now.
He suddenly sensed something, retracted his palm, and said, "Someone is under siege."
The three people in front stopped and looked at him in surprise.
At this time, there can be no evil cultivators on the snowy field, only companions participating in the Taoist war.
Wu Mingzhong asked: "Where is it? How far?"
"Northeast, eleven miles away."
Jing Jiu spoke out without having to look.
It was originally where he was going, and he didn't stop when night fell, and it was for this reason.
Yin Qingmo's face paled and said, "What should I do?"
After walking on the snowy field for so many days, the three young practitioners are no longer as nervous as they were at the beginning, but after all, they have not experienced a battle in the following days. The only impression is that Daiyin died that day. In the screen, it suddenly became known that a companion who participated in the Dao War was besieged by a monster in front, and a sense of timidity was subconsciously felt.
Jing Jiu untied the iron sword behind him, and said, "You stay here, I'll take a look."
In normal times, it only takes a moment to drive the sword from a distance of more than ten miles, but this place is already in the abdomen of the snowy field. Although there are no snow clouds in these days, the wind in the high altitude is even more violent, and it is getting closer and closer to the ground. The sword can only be tens of feet away from the ground at most, and it is easy to be attacked by those amazingly resilient monsters.
Yin Qingmo and the three looked at each other~IndoMTL.com~ made up their minds and said: "Let's go together."
Jing Jiu was slightly surprised.
Wu Mingzhong called out his sword and shield.
The four stepped up.
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A very cold wind blew in the canyon, and the flames in the fire were crushed and almost disappeared.
A bright pearl rose into the night sky, emitting a bit of milky white light, illuminating the ground with a radius of more than one hundred meters.
Bai Zao was sitting on the snowy ground, with white gauze stained with blood, very weak, and he suffered a serious injury.
There were strange sounds everywhere in the night, like metal rubbing, and like a broken gong vibrating at high speed, which made the heart palpitating.
She knew that it was snow-footed beasts rubbing their sharp, hard forelegs against each other, which was a sign of offense.