Tome of Troubled Times Chapter 325: Fire Flame Kungang
Chapter 325: Fire Kungang
Ye Wujiang was tricked by two children and chased the wrong person, but he was not actually angry.
It was just because he felt embarrassed because of his wrong judgment, but in fact it made him more interesting and he chased into the mountains with great interest.
Zhao Changhe actually consciously misled his whereabouts when he entered the mountain. For example, he broke a branch on a certain trail and actually took another path. In the eyes of the master of stealing, these traces were clumsy and childish, but they were very interesting.
Please, it’s winter, the mountains are full of snow, and your lightness skills can’t make you leave no trace on the snow. No matter how you cover it up, or how you walk on the branches, these traces are like a beacon in the eyes of knowledgeable people. Same, just follow along.
But the mountain is so big, it must be admitted that time has dragged on for a long time. It is not easy to quickly find someone who is hiding deliberately. Fortunately, the agreed time is three days, and Ye Wujiang is still very confident that it will take three days. It's enough to find people.
But as he chased after him, he gradually felt that something was wrong.
After passing the two mountain tops, in the distance ahead is the place where the volcano once erupted. The rocks are no longer the same as the surrounding ones.
You can't usually see any difference between the mountains and rocks, because they are covered with heavy snow and can only be seen when the snow melts.
There is no snow in front of me. Of course, the snow is not natural...but there are extremely powerful people fighting fiercely here. The large-scale snow turns into a trickle under the cover of the blazing technique, and it looks like rejuvenation.
Where did these strong men come from to fight here? Zhao Changhe's level is definitely not at this level, and his strength is no worse than his own.
However, following the traces of snow melting forward into the mountain, no traces of blood or corpses were found, nor was Zhao Changhe found.
If Zhao Changhe was in this mountain, the distance would be enough for him to sense Jianwan's aura. However, Jianwan's aura didn't exist either... Could it be that he wasn't in this mountain?
That’s troublesome. The traces here are so messy that they can no longer be traced...
Ye Wujiang looked at the setting sun that had already set on the ground and was dumbfounded. I'm just playing a game with my juniors, how can a master fight here and do bad things?
The sun has still set... Should I just run around in the dark and try my luck to sense Kenmaru?
However, even if he tried his luck to sense the sword pill, he was destined to not be able to sense it.
Because Zhao Changhe has entered the secret realm at this time.
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When Xia Chichi took Yang Qianyuan to find Liutu Deer, Zhao Changhe quickly headed northwest into the mountains.
There are not many people in the mountains in this winter, which is not conducive to covering up and disturbing the traces of whereabouts. I feel that my footprints are clearly visible all the way, but I can't help it.
Fortunately, I am very familiar with him when I cross mountains and ridges, and he can run very fast. Now there is an additional convenience - the dragon bird can be stored in the ring. This kind of space partition completely ignores the weight, and the body is instantly lighter. With dozens of kilograms of things, Zhao Changhe has never felt that his Qinggong is so easy. The treetops are light and the roc spreads its wings, as light as a bird.
It didn’t take long to reach the first hilltop.
Who says I am a stinky bear? Why is there such an elegant bear?
Unconsciously, the sun sets in the west.
Zhao Changhe thinks this scene is quite beautiful. The setting sun reflects the snow, and the clouds and mountains are surrounded by mist. It is no worse than the setting sun reflecting on the long river.
The woodcutter's song came from afar: "The mountains and clouds separate the shore of the mortal world; when you look around, the sky and the earth are wide in the pot..."
As Zhao Changhe listened, he subconsciously slowed down.
Yes...if Tang Wanzhuang were here, he would probably have to say slow down and take a look at the scenery along the way. When you come to Kunlun and engage in intrigues, do you remember what Kunlun looks like? How about Yuxu? What is Kunggang?
What a pity... Such thoughts clearly crossed my mind, but I still couldn't stop. After all, I was busy with things and didn't have that kind of time.
Come back and read it again when it's done.
An old woodcutter was walking down the mountain with two baskets of firewood on his shoulders.
It was freezing cold on the mountain, and the woodcutter was dressed in plain clothes. However, this time it was difficult for Zhao Changhe to judge whether the woodcutter was an expert like when he saw Ye Wujiang selling wontons. After all, sweating while collecting firewood does not mean it is cold. Judging from the deep footprints he walked in the snow, he didn't really look that strong.
Zhao Changhe thought for a while, but still jumped from the treetop, used the crane control skill to **** out a coat from the ring, and handed it to the woodcutter: "Old man, it's cold when you go down the mountain, so put on some extra clothes."
The woodcutter looked at him rather strangely and said with a smile: "In a land of evil people, why bother?"
Zhao Changhe said: "My heart is with me, what does it have to do with the earth?"
The woodcutter laughed: "That makes sense, that makes sense..."
He put down the firewood, took out a wine gourd and took a sip: "I have my own wine to keep out the cold, and I don't need other people's clothes. Take it back, little brother."
Zhao Changhe didn't force himself, he took back his clothes, took off the gourd from his waist and took a sip. Suddenly, I remembered, damn, I forgot, is Tian Lingzi’s gourd still there?
Seeing that he was also drinking, the woodcutter smiled and said, "Little brother, do you want to keep out the cold?"
Zhao Changhe swung the wine gourd and said: "There is only as much space as the sky and the earth in the pot."
Who doesn’t know how to show off...
The woodcutter burst out laughing: "My heart is so anxious that it burns my body like flames. How can I be lenient?"
Zhao Changhe said: "For the sake of tolerance in the future."
The woodcutter nodded: "Those who have their hearts burning with flames and manifest themselves outside are demons. The evil in Kunlun is nothing more than this. Little brother, be careful and don't wait until later."
This time he pulled each mouthful in the direction of the fire. Did the woodcutter know his destination or was it a coincidence?
Zhao Changhe became cautious and asked: "What should I do if my heart becomes a demon?"
"External demons can be killed, but internal demons cannot be restrained. It's just about love." The woodcutter picked up the firewood and continued down the mountain without saying anything more.
Zhao Changhe looked at his back and suddenly shouted: "When I finish my work, if I am interested in visiting Kunlun, I will meet my husband for a drink."
The woodcutter smiled without looking back: "How did you find me?"
Zhao Changhe said: "If I welcome you to come down for a drink, you can leave me your address. Kunlun is a dangerous place, so it’s okay if I don’t tell you."
The woodcutter continued down the mountain.
The mountain breeze brought him his ballad: "I live in three houses of clouds and water, with thousands of bamboo poles in the wind and moon. When I am making trouble in the puppet shed, I look up to the top of Kunlun. I am safe, but I have no worries; when I travel, I The sky and the earth are wide in the pot."
Zhao Changhe watched the woodcutter leave. Not only did he not feel that the woodcutter was showing off, but he actually quite liked this artistic conception. It seemed that his youthful taste was not brought up by his evening makeup, but was inherent in his bones. .
So it also goes well with evening makeup?
It's a pity that things are in a hurry, and it has been a long time since I played the piano.
Everyone is the same, so why don’t you apply your evening makeup?
Zhao Changhe sighed and continued to quicken his pace, heading straight for the volcano.
I'm afraid Ye Wujiang has already come after him. I really don't have time to savor anything here.
Climbing two more hills, the sunset is almost setting. If Jianmaru's instructions are correct, the secret realm should be on the top of the hill ahead, which is the place where people in Kunlun City once said that there was "Fire Kungang".
This place has legends, and of course it has been surveyed countless times by people digging three feet into the ground. It is obviously the same as the legend of Gujian Lake and Xuanwu Lake.
If he came for it on his own, Zhao Changhe wouldn't have much confidence. He didn't rely on himself to crack the Xuanwu Secret Realm at all. It was the fate of Master Yuanxing... But this time, with the guidance of Jianwan, it would be useful to have it in hand.
Just as he was thinking this, flames suddenly broke out in the mountains ahead.
It was like a raging fire rushing into the sky, dyeing the clouds in all directions, and the sky above Kunlun became a fiery red illusion.
Of course this is really an illusion, but the flames ahead are too ferocious, causing psychological oppression.
Looking closely, a woman was being surrounded by a group of gangsters.
The meaning of flames is not only radiated by women, but also by everyone... You can almost see that some people's eyes are in the shape of flames, which looks very mysterious and terrifying.
The flames replaced the eyes...
Zhao Changhe suddenly remembered what the woodcutter said just now... The one whose heart is burning with flames and takes the form of an outsider is a demon.
A group of possessed people... I don’t know if it’s because the possessed people are three times stronger. These people are so strong. Zhao Changhe feels that every one of them is stronger than himself. With a sweep of the long sword, fire passes by, and with a palm strike, it is The fire dragon rises.
The heat wave caused the surrounding snow to melt and turn into streams, which then began to evaporate.
But what was even more terrifying was the woman.
"Whoosh!" The delicate hand passed through the flames and grabbed a person's throat.
With a "boom", flames burst out, burning the opponent into coke.
The sword struck from behind. The woman moved like a snake or spread her wings like a bird. She flew past, revealing a charred corpse.
None of a group of opponents that Zhao Changhe thought were stronger than him could survive a round in her hands, and they were completely slaughtered! The ferocious aura shook the sky, and the Dharma's appearance stood out, forming the fiery red illusion that dyed Kunlun just now.
Zhao Changhe rushed up and was so close that he could already see the woman's face clearly.
Under the flaming eyes was Huangfu's long-lost face.