Yun Zhong's mood at this time was as boring as the hot weather in the middle of summer.
Although I am not very literate, I have at least read several martial arts story books. The books say that all the masters are dedicated to their responsibilities and are very reliable. How come this master of mine has no trace of knowledge at all? . Feeling depressed, Yun Zhong took out his water bag and drank two sips of it. He was so angry that he stopped thinking about those bad things. He leaned against the carriage and fell asleep.
As early as two days ago, when the seventh month passed, the master and the apprentice rushed to the south of Qiling together, hoping to hurry up before the Zhang family took action to avoid being chased and intercepted on the road. But after Wu Shuang received a letter hanging on the feet of the golden bird, he eagerly entrusted Yun Zhong to a caravan. He gave a brief explanation and did not leave any life-saving magic weapons or other objects. It was Yu Jian heading south.
It was a pity that Yun Zhong was not familiar with the road, and everyone in the caravan took him in for the sake of silver. Except during meal time, almost no one chatted with Yun Zhong. Only a rammer who ate more than an ox was left to keep him company. When it falls on Yun Zhong, who likes to brag and talk about things to relieve his boredom, he naturally finds it hard to calm down.
Sure enough, he is not a direct disciple. He is the fourth oldest and can be ignored as much as he can. He is not as important as his own family.
However, the time of Jianghu and his party is indeed not short, and Yun Zhong is no longer the young boy who didn't understand anything at the beginning. Many truths have been solved in the spiritual platform of his mind for some reason. The reason why the master is so eager to go is probably due to a sudden change on the mountain. With Wu Shuang's usually laid-back temperament, I am afraid that this disaster is quite dangerous. If it is a small change, no matter what, he will not leave himself alone to go there. I am afraid that he will take him with him. He was tied up around him, unable to perform anything.
In Yun Zhong's view, there are only two possibilities. One is that the martial arts of the senior brothers and sisters he has never met went wrong, making the people on the mountain unable to deal with it; the other is that someone has noticed the clues about Zhang Qing. They did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to hire experts to besiege the mountain gate. There was a shortage of manpower in the division, so they sent an urgent and secret letter, asking Wu Shuang to return quickly to rescue the siege.
Yun Zhong silently covered his horse's mane, still frowning.
It would be easy to explain if it was the first thing, but if someone really knocked on the mountain gate, it would be a bit unexplainable.
Wu Shuang once mentioned that the golden bird is not a rare thing, but it is good at sniffing hundreds of miles in the wind, understands human nature, and is good at tracking people. If the general location of the person can be found, the person's traces can be found in a short time, so it is most suitable as a message for the immortal family. But when it comes to other aspects of this bird, it has no means of attack and defense. It has no ability to escape, not to mention self-protection in front of a master.
Now that it has reached the point where it has to be rescued, why does the master still allow the golden bird to spread the message without stopping it? Besieging the sect's mountain top is already creating a feud that will never end, so why does he want to lure Wu Shuang back to the sect? , is it possible that this master is really sure to deal with Wu Shuang, who has an unpredictable cultivation level, so he acts without any worries? In Yun Zhong's opinion, this is difficult.
If you don't practice, you don't know how difficult it is. Once you practice, you will understand Wu Shuang's ability. Not to mention the old man Ye who was actually a giant snake in front of him, just look at the old Taoist priest's ability to climb mountains and climb mountains. Anyone with a few brains can understand Wu Shuang's methods, how amazing it is.
"I don't understand." Yun Zhong covered his brow with his hand, shook his head and sighed. The horse is very understanding of human nature. Although he was a bit violent at first, after getting along for a long time, he seemed to realize that the master and apprentice treated him well, so he calmed down. Seeing that Yun Zhong was worried at this moment, he took the initiative to raise his horse's head and let Yun Zhong rub the horse's mane smoothly.
Yun Zhongbujue burst out laughing, "That's right, what you can't figure out is that you can't figure it out. It's easy to get into trouble, but it's hard to get out of trouble."
Although Wu Shuang was a little unreasonable, he did leave a lot of good wine for his disciples before leaving this time, and most of them were fine products like Shuo Shu. Even Yunzhong didn't know where the master hid so much inventory on weekdays. The total weight of six or seven jars was all placed in the back of the carriage and covered with firewood.
At this time, just as noon was approaching for dinner, the caravan also stopped to rest. At this moment, Yun Zhong finally resisted the glutton in his belly. He was empty and drinking alcohol was the worst thing for his spleen and stomach, so he just smelled the aroma of wine through the mud seal, then put the wine jar back to its original place and got out of the car to practice his sword.
July has passed, and it is already the first fall season. There is no cool breeze, and there is no chance of cool weather anymore. Besides, Qi Ling is usually two points hotter than Qi last time, so even with Yun Zhong's body, the heat is a bit unbearable.
It happened that the caravan passed by a mountain ridge, and for some reason the shade of the trees was scarce, so the feeling of heat was increased by 20 to 30%. But now we have to rush on the road, even if we speed up, it will be difficult to reach the cool place where flowers and plants flourish at the foot of the mountain, so we have to stop here for a while to repair, and then talk about going down the mountain.
Everyone in the caravan complained about it, and the man who led the way also complained about it. Because he was not good at speaking, he had to sit by the car tent and sigh.
Yun Zhong once accidentally heard someone say that this man's name was Han Xi. He was originally a hunter in Qiling. He was in his early years, but he couldn't keep up with the legs and feet required for hunting, so he relied on the mountains and rivers in Qiling. He was very knowledgeable about the direction, so he changed his profession and became a leader specifically for guiding caravans. Every time he came down, he could barely make it into the account.
Han Xi is a very loyal person, but his stuttering often causes others to laugh at him. In this caravan alone, there is a young man with a sword who often speaks disrespectfully to men. Moreover, this young man seems to have a high status in the caravan. Every time he talks about it, he attracts a lot of compliments, including Yun Zhong. Somewhat boring.
However, when you go out, you should seek advantages and avoid disasters. What's more, Yun Zhong's current situation is that he is just living under someone else's roof. Yun Zhong will not offend everyone by speaking out and causing trouble.
With a light breath, Yun Zhong raised his sword. The scorching heat outside his body disappeared completely, and all he could see was a sword.
Luan welcomes the waterfall and knocks backwards. The three swords are passed down from Wu Shuang himself. But after Wu Shuang's demonstration, he never gave any instructions to his disciples, and he never even corrected the sword's stance in the past. It was called self-exploration to make the sword's intention fit with him. This statement was reasonable, but Yun Zhong couldn't believe it at all when he saw his master's sleepy and lazy behavior when he spoke.
In desperation, Yun Zhong had no choice but to rely on the remaining impressions of Wu Shuang's moves in his mind to guess the key points of the sword. However, after a few days, it was still difficult to make any progress. The moves looked like sixty-seven points, but there was no trace of romantic air in them.
Fortunately, his luck is much smoother than in the past. Yun Zhong can now easily move his qi for more than one round, and the meridians of his great orifices are unobstructed. It seemed that after borrowing the hairpin from that day, the meridians had been blocked in the past, and they had changed from chaos to branches of streams. Although they had not become great instruments, they could still circulate freely.
Not long after he was carrying the sword, someone started cheering from a distance, but the sound of the cheers was quite strange.
"Okay, okay, good sword!"
