"The rain is about to come, and the wind is blowing all over the building!"
On the dry stone wasteland, a bronze carriage walked slowly and silently.
The carriage is large, luxurious and low-key, exquisite and luxurious. It is pulled by nine bronze dragon snakes. Each bronze dragon snake exudes an aura that is not inferior to the impermanent and weird, domineering and terrifying.
Unexpectedly, such a huge carriage walked smoothly and silently on the gravel-strewn wasteland.
You know, the reason why the dry stone wasteland is called the dry stone wasteland is because the dry stone wasteland is full of gravel and is undulating. All the gravel is extremely strong and has sharp edges, like swords, so even if you are walking on foot, it will not hurt. It's very difficult, let alone riding a horse.
But the huge bronze carriage moved very smoothly and quietly, as if it was walking among the clouds.
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew past, through the window lattice, into the car, and blew on Ye Qing's face. It was as cold as a knife and a sword.
"The wind is blowing!"
Ye Qing put down the book in his hand, opened the door curtain, let the biting cold wind hit his face, and sighed softly.
"Woooooooo..."
The next moment, a whimpering and whistling sound was heard in the distant wilderness, like a ghost crying and a wolf howling.
Then there was white light, surging from the end where the sky and the earth met.
The white light is like a vast ocean, vast and majestic.
When the white ocean got closer, I saw clearly that it was not white light at all, but wind, white wind.
It's just that the white wind is too big, too fierce, and too strong, so it is like white light, like a white ocean.
This kind of white wind, called dry wind, is a unique wind in the dry stone wasteland. Throughout the year, the dry wind is constant in the dry stone wasteland. There are big and small winds. Wherever it passes, the grass and trees wither and the insects disappear. It is extinguished, so it is called dry wind.
And every once in a while, the dry wind will gather into a dry wind storm, and the vast ocean will wreak havoc on the entire dry stone wasteland, and all living creatures will be swallowed up by the dry wind.
Because when the dry storm gathers, it looks like a white ocean, so the dry wind storm is also called a white storm.
And the white storm in front of him is undoubtedly the white storm.
"Boom boom boom..."
As the white storm got closer and closer, the gravel ground under Ye Qing's feet began to tremble and roar. Countless gravels were swept into the white wind, and were crushed by the storm in the blink of an eye, making the entire white storm even more intense. fear.
"White storm..."
Ye Qing jumped off the carriage and looked at the continuous white storm with a calm expression: "Now that the wind has arrived, the rain should also come!"
Immediately, Ye Qing slowly raised his head and looked at the top of the white storm, and at the top of the storm, a sliver of black was looming.
If you look carefully, you will find that the black thing is actually a person.
It was a man. He was about a year old, dressed in black, with resolute eyes, simple appearance, and powerful aura, like a rock or a mountain.
The storm was raging, almost destroying the world, but the man in black at the top of the storm was as steady as a rock.
When Ye Qing looked at the man in black, the man in black also lowered his head and looked at Ye Qing.
When his eyes touched, the void trembled invisible, and the white storm stagnated for a moment.
"Mountain Sect King Shan has come to challenge Brother Ye, please teach me!"
At the top of the storm, Wang Shan, a man in black, clasped his hands in his fists.
The storm roared, but Wang Shan's majestic voice drowned out the terrifying sound of the storm.
"It turns out he is the Mountain King, Ye is so polite." Ye Qing also bowed his hands.
Wang Shan's name sounds very ordinary, and perhaps not many people know it, but when it comes to Mountain King, he is well-known throughout the martial arts world.
Shanwang Wangshan was born in the Shanyue Sect. The Shanyue Sect was just a small and unknown sect in the Western Wasteland of Wei State. There were two or three kittens under the sect. In addition to one master, there were only three disciples. Therefore, it would be better to call the Shanyue Sect a sect. Calling it a martial arts school is more worthy of its name.
Wang Shan’s master is a martial artist in the Refining Gang Realm. He has been wandering around in the world since he was a child. However, he has never made any reputation in his life. He has never had any children in his life. When he got old, he founded his own Shanyue Sect and collected three people. As a disciple, he taught him martial arts, hoping that his disciples could inherit his ambition and become famous in the world.
Of course, the old man also knew that it was impossible. He himself had been wandering around in the world for a lifetime, but he had not made any famous achievements. The martial arts of the three-legged cat had nothing worth passing on. Expecting his disciples to stand out and become famous in the world was almost like a dream in the Spring and Autumn Period.
Moreover, of the three disciples that the old man accepted, the eldest disciple was a beggar. In order to win sympathy, his legs were broken and he was disabled; the second disciple had his family broken up due to natural disasters and man-made disasters, and was almost killed because of his ugly appearance. Beaten to death; the third disciple, also known as Wang Shan, had been demented since childhood, abandoned by his family, and almost eaten by tigers and wolves. It was an old man who gathered medicine who picked up Wang Shan.
The three disciples are neither from famous families nor have extraordinary talents. They are all ordinary people among all living beings in the world. It is even more unrealistic to expect them to stand out.
Therefore, rather than saying that the three of them are disciples adopted by the old man, it is better to say that they are orphans adopted by the old man's kindness. The reason why they are taught martial arts is not to inherit the old man's mantle and stand out, but to strengthen the three of them. Stay in shape and avoid being bullied.
But he never expected that the old man would actually pick up a dragon, and his childhood dream and joke would actually come true.
This person is Wang Shan.
Wang Shan was stupid and stupid when he was young. He couldn't even take care of himself. He relied on the care of his elders and his senior brothers and sisters. However, when he was thirteen years old, Wang Shan got seriously ill for no reason. After his serious illness, Wang Shan suddenly became enlightened and no longer stupid. And he is extremely intelligent. No matter what martial arts, he can master it in one go, and no matter what magical power he has, he can master it in one go. The old man gave him the Three-Legged Cat Kung Fu "Mountain Kung Fu" and the Mountain King Staff every time.
At the age of fifteen, Wang Shan left Shanyuemen and began to travel around the world and practice hundreds of martial arts. During this period, countless famous sects and masters were amazed by Wang Shan's perseverance and talent, and wanted to accept him as a disciple, but Wang Shan Shan has always only studied skills, not apprenticed to teachers, and has rejected countless opportunities to rise to the top and soar to the sky in one step.
Everyone thinks Wang Shan is stupid and stupid, even Wang Shan's master, the gray-haired old man, scolded Wang Shan for being stupid, and even wanted to sever the master-disciple relationship with Wang Shan in order to let Wang Shan Wang Shan has a good future.
But Wang Shan knelt outside the old man's door for nine days and nine nights, but refused.
Since he doesn't want to be a disciple of others, and since he doesn't want to practice in other schools, he naturally won't be able to learn any superior martial arts skills. All he can learn are some bad martial arts moves, and Wang Shan is not like other people in the world. The proud man has unparalleled opportunities and constant fortunes. He can pick up peerless magical skills wherever he goes, and he can receive teachings from immortals even while sleeping. In short, he is just like countless ordinary people in the world.
