Walking in the camp, Wu Gen was still digesting Zhao Ling's words. The real purpose of this trip is already clear, but it is to find some ancient qi training sect and some lost scriptures.
Wu Gen had no interest in this at all, and Shui Congyue had already concluded at that time that she did not have the qualifications to practice qi. In contrast, the fact that I am not afraid of the fog makes me more interested.
Since childhood, Wu Gen always thought that he was an ordinary child who was abandoned and adopted. However, from the words of Zhao Ling and Yun Ming, it seemed that it was not that simple, and he was somewhat looking forward to meeting Yun Ming again.
The convoy continued to set off, looking a little miserable compared to when it came. Commander Chen is no longer as arrogant as he was at the beginning. After all, all the manpower he brought with him has been lost. He is said to be a commander, but he is commanding himself.
Along the way, the team was careful to avoid the black and gray fog that appeared from time to time. Although this mist is much worse than the dark mist released by Yun Ming that day, it is not something that everyone can bear.
The vegetation and small animals on the road are also very different from what they usually see. Most of them are brown and black, and there is even something that looks like a saponin grass. Wu Gen touched it lightly, and it ran away all the way, and kept rushing towards it. Everyone was spitting, well, ejaculating.
Wu Gen touched the conch in his arms. This thing can absorb the mist, which is a good thing. I just don’t know how to use it, so if I see Yun Ming again, I’d better ask him. Yes, Wu Gen has regarded it as his own, and no one can take it away again.
Zhang Yuan became a celebrity in the camp at this time, and even the strangers looked at him with admiration. The strength he showed that day was enough to kill strangers, and no one would despise such a person again.
Dignity depends on strength.
Wu Gen walked up to Zhang Yuan with a smile and said, "Old Bangchui, you still have a lot of good things hidden. I don't see you using them on weekdays. By the way, is it a possessed body or an upper body? It seems like a different person. The temperament is very different.”
Zhang Yuan looked around, sighed and whispered, "Do you think I am willing to use this method? My Zhang family has been reproducing on the border for dozens of generations and has guarded the border for generations. This is a secret technique passed down from generation to generation. The heroic spirit accumulated by the ancestors comes to the descendants to protect their safety. However, this state actually activates the body's potential and cannot be used for too long. If you use it too much, you will die quickly."
It turns out that this is what happened. Wu Gen originally wanted to learn from Zhang Yuan, but he didn't expect that it was an exclusive deal. His ancestors were in the dark and his descendants were benefited, and others could not take advantage.
In the evening, the team rested again. Wu Gen took out the red obsidian and sharpened the knife carefully. Oddly enough, Yi San sharpened it seven times that day, and only half of the blade surface was sharpened. He spent a lot of effort, but only made a slight improvement. It should be that he is not as strong as the other party, so a drop of water can penetrate a stone, and an iron rod can turn into a needle.
Suddenly, a small beast like a gerbil emerged from the soil beside him, strolled up to Wu Gen, and spat out a ball of paper. I picked up the ball of paper and looked at it. It said "See you fifteen miles south."
After looking around and seeing no one around, Wu Gen threw the paper ball into the bonfire. I found an excuse, slipped out of the camping place, and quietly headed south. As he walked, he cursed Yun Ming secretly, asking himself how to find it fifteen miles south.
While he was getting anxious, the little beast came out of the soil again and squeaked twice, signaling Wu Gen to follow it.
The little beast was only the size of a hand, but it ran very slowly. In less than a stick of incense, a large dark tree appeared in front of it. It looked very conspicuous in this wilderness, and there was a person sitting under the tree.
Wu Gen slowed down his pace and looked around before walking closer.
When Yun Ming saw Wu Gen, he nodded slightly and motioned for him to sit in front of him, "Don't worry, I'm the only one here. What do you call me?"
Wu Gen sat down carelessly and announced his name, but kept his hand on the handle of the knife, "I wonder why Brother Yun summoned me?"
"Are you a descendant of a common disciple?" Yun Ming went straight to the point.
Wu Gen smiled bitterly and said: "I don't even know my family background. I was alone since I was a child and was raised by people in the village."
"Can you let me take a look? There are many traces of obscurity in the bodies of the descendants of the common people." Seeing Wu Gen's vigilant expression, Yun Ming smiled slightly, "Don't worry, just give me your hand. If I want to harm you, I'll kill you with a sword." Just cut it off."
Wu Gen carefully stretched out his left hand, and Yun Ming put two fingers on his wrist. After a while, he looked confused and said, "There is no sign of the fog, which is a bit strange. Normally, neither you nor I could inhale it that day. Why did the mist disappear completely at this time?"
"It cannot be said that I am gifted and not afraid of fog." Wu Gen retracted his arm and said lazily.
There was a hint of heat in Yun Ming's eyes, "Such a rare talent is rare. Brother Wu is willing to join the Zhengling Alliance."
"The Righteous Spirit Alliance?" This is the first time I heard of such an existence.
Seeing Wu Gen's confusion, Yun Ming didn't hide anything and directly explained it.
It turns out that the Zhengling Alliance is an organization established by the descendants of the garrison and contacting people from various tribes. Why is it called the Zhengling Alliance? In fact, it has a meaning of challenging.
At the beginning, the garrison troops were regular soldiers sent by various countries. Later, when the situation calmed down, some criminals and common people were sent here to supplement the army. Therefore, the name of garrison troops is worthy of its name. For the peace of mind of these people, their family members were specially sent here. As a result, many of the soldiers stayed in the border areas, multiplied and multiplied, and never returned to their hometowns.
Over the years, as there have been no major wars, various countries have no longer valued these garrison men. Not only have their care and supplies been dwindling, but also due to long-term dealings with ghosts, the garrison men have inevitably been exposed to the fog, and have suffered some physical changes. Mutations are even more disgusting to all countries.
As time goes by, the garrison will inevitably become resentful.
Indeed, if you risk your life to guard the border outside, but you still have to be despised by the people of your own clan, no one will be upset. Some young guardsmen were resentful, thinking that they were the real human race, and those who were hiding behind were just followers, so the Zhengling Alliance came into being.
Man is the spirit of all things, and the true spirit is exactly what the garrison knows about himself. The rest of the people are just false spirits.
Yun Ming is the leader of this generation. Since the number of common people is small after all, he has actively penetrated into the mainland in recent years and attracted people from various countries to join the Zhengling Alliance to increase its strength.
This time when he heard that Zhao Ling wanted to find the ancient secrets of cultivation, Yun Ming became interested and thought of taking them all. Qi training encountered great changes along the way, and many cultivation methods were broken. If it were the past, that would be fine, but in recent years there have been signs of the rise of this Tao, and the opportunity to strengthen the Zhengling Alliance must not be missed.
Regarding Wu Gen, Yun Ming was really interested in recruiting him. If nothing else, I'm not afraid of Hui Wu's skill, it's a talent that people covet. Guardsmen often deal with strange ghosts. If such a person is in hand, they can be used to spy, hunt for treasures, or attack and kill.
At this thought, Yun Ming's eyes softened, "Although the Zhengling Alliance is still weak, it is thriving. Brother Wu will definitely make a difference if he joins. Why not be better than the nobles who serve the corpses?"
Wu Gen laughed a little. Both Yun Ming and Zhao Ling showed their intention to recruit. He, a role model who was kicked out of the captain's mansion, became a meat and potatoes. He raised his hand casually and said: "Thank you, Leader Yun, for your kindness. I am A rough man who says what he has to say.
In the past, a brother once advised me that a real man should travel around the world to know that the sky is vast and the earth is vast. Now that I have not left this small Baoan County, I might as well wait until I travel a bit before talking about it. This is not a shirk. If I have made up my mind in the future, I will go to find the alliance leader. Please forgive me, alliance leader. "
Yun Ming was a little disappointed, but he quickly regained his composure, "Okay, the world is so big, how can we be from Penghao? I wish Brother Wu a long journey ahead and a long future. When we meet again one day, we will not be able to say that I will be on that jade tower." The two of them got drunk again and drank the wine."
"Okay, it's settled. It's just Zhao Ling..." Wu Gen tentatively said.
"I don't want to make things difficult for my brothers. Even if we don't fight anymore, we can always share the pie. It all depends on our ability. Otherwise, how can I explain to my dead brothers." Yun Ming frowned slightly and stared straight at him. Wu Gen.
"Okay, I understand, I will try my best to turn things around." Wu Gen understood Yun Ming's bottom line, so he naturally discussed it with Zhao Ling. Both of them were ambitious people, and the casualties were not worth mentioning at all, they were just bargaining chips.
After talking to each other, Wu Gen wanted to return to camp. He was worried that the other party would ask for the conch, but Yun Ming didn't even mention it. In desperation, Wu Gen had no choice but to shamelessly ask for advice on how to use the conch, and then left with a lot of thanks.
Yun Ming stood under the tree, silently looking at his back. A human figure rose from the shadow of the tree and turned into a woman. "Leader, since this person will not obey, why not kill him and take back the conch."
"His knife... reminds me of something. Haha, it's interesting. Forget it, don't make a strong enemy for yourself. Although this person is young, there is no doubt that he will have some achievements in the future. With some magic weapons, That’s it with him.”
After returning to the camp, Wu Gen went straight to Zhao Ling and informed Yun Ming of his conditions.
The fact that she entered the black mist without any trouble was not spread in the camp, which shows that this woman is quite tight-lipped. But at the same time, he also had a handle in his hands, and with his temperament, he just kept it hidden.
Zhao Ling frowned, "It's not that it's impossible, I'm just afraid that the accounts will be unevenly divided and it will cause trouble again. Besides, does he really think he's sure to defeat me? Who doesn't have some backup plans?"
Wu Gen pulled a piece of preserved fruit from the table and stuffed it into his mouth, "My noble Zhao, you are also a member of the royal family, why are you so stingy? This is Xingluo Plain, not the Zhao Kingdom. No matter how powerful you are, you can still reach out to Come here.
When you go out to hang out, peace is the most important thing, and the rain and dew will be exposed to it. If you eat too hard, you will choke to death. As long as you have the means, after all, this place is closer to the garrison. If the other party sends more people, even if they don't die and lose their hands, how can we enter the ruins and return to Zhao country. "
Zhao Ling raised his slender eyebrows and said with a smile, "Oh, you can see that you still don't kneel down when you see the royal nobles."
Wu Gen said contemptuously: "Zhao Guoshang Qingniao, plus your surname is Zhao, this does not mean beating gongs and drums and saying, I have a backer, I am a member of the royal family."
"Hey, my little brother is quite smart. I am the daughter of King Jinchun. This time I am traveling under the orders of my father." The corners of Zhao Ling's small mouth were slightly raised, and his charming eyes were affectionate, "Isn't it said that the rain and dew are all wet? , Tonight is not as good as the rain and dew in front of the calyx building, I have a spring dream without a trace..."
Wu Gen shrank and said, "My lord Zhao, please respect yourself. I'm here to talk about business." He was so frightened that he ran out of the carriage.
"Hahaha." Zhao Ling laughed and said, "Okay, you tell that Yun Ming, I agree, the two parties can cooperate, but when it comes to harvesting, I will be six and he will be four. This is my bottom line, otherwise, everyone will Just did it once."
"Okay, okay, you are all uncles, I will send a message right now." Wu Gen said as he ran away from the carriage.
Looking at the sparse starlight outside the car, Zhao Ling looked sternly, "A small guard dares to negotiate terms, just wait and see."
The next day, the convoy continued to set off, and no more thieves were encountered, except for a crow dotting the sky in the distance.
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