"Tonight, what evening? I am in the middle of the boat,
When will I be able to ride with the prince today?
Being humiliated is shameless.
I was very upset when I learned about the prince.
There are trees in the mountains, and the trees have branches.
I am so pleased with you, but you don’t know. "
In the Hengshan Valley, white swamps are rowing on the lotus pond, bamboo flutes are whispering, and slow songs are being composed.
On the third day after the mountain ghost turned into powder, Bai Ze, in addition to practicing every day, frantically refined the spiritual power given to him by the mountain ghost, and finally broke through the seventh level of the sea of suffering.
Nowadays, the sea of qi in Dantian has become a vast lake that cannot be seen at a glance. The last trace of spiritual power was refined, and the speed of the vortex of the air sea immediately slowed down and returned to its original state.
Using pure Yang Qi to refine the Mountain Ghost Seal every day, Bai Ze's understanding of the destiny of mountains and rivers has become more and more refined. Now the world is so close, one step is already five feet away.
Xuan Jade Palm and Sword Control are also practiced diligently, but the time is too short and there is not much improvement.
In the past three days, all the Yao flowers in the valley have withered, making it look desolate at first glance.
Bai Ze will still think of that beautiful silhouette, and he can still dream of her smiling and singing in the ethereal spirit in the mountain ghost hut. But Bai Ze also knew that she was no longer here.
All that was left were the three swords without a sharp edge.
That cold sword spirit.
And those two spiritual beasts that will never change until death.
“Walk across the river to pick hibiscus, and there are many fragrant grasses in the orchids.
Who do you want to leave behind? Thoughts are far away. "
Bai Ze fastened the bamboo flute to his waist, took one step out, stepped on the boat, and landed ashore.
It's time for him to leave. But before leaving, I wanted to pick a withered Yao flower and send it to her grave.
Bai Ze walked toward the back mountain alone. Behind him, scent-seeking insects flew low and then circled away.
"Humph." The young man sneered, unmoved.
Now that you are here, be prepared to sacrifice your blood to the sword.
The sky was gloomy, as if heavy rain was coming.
Bai Ze came to the willow tree. This is not the Chang'an city described by Li Muzhi. There are no smokey willows in Baqiao. What there is is just a desolate tomb.
"Yao, I'm leaving." Bai Ze placed the withered Yao flowers in front of the wooden monument and leaned over to touch the soil under his feet.
"You can't wait for Wang Zhihuan, but I think that one day, I will reach the top of Heavenly Dao, and I will go to the Immortal Mountain to find the Immortal Grass and resurrect you." Bai Zexin said, "You didn't know me at that time, but I knew you. I will bring you back to life again." How about giving back everything you taught me?"
The sky was getting darker and gloomier, and the wind gradually picked up, blowing the willow branches all over the trees, dancing like crazy demons.
An arrow was shot coldly. Bai Ze didn't even look back. He grabbed the cold arrow with his backhand and broke it easily.
"Three plum blossoms!" Wang Quan held out a spear. The spear was like a shadow or the stamen of a plum blossom, directly piercing Bai Ze's heart.
"Sword-riding." Bai Ze still didn't look back. The edgeless sword came out of its sheath and hit Wang Quan's plum blossom spear.
"Clang!" There was a violent metal collision.
"Sword-controlling skills!" Wang Quan was shocked, "The other shore realm?! How is this possible? In less than a month, how can you break through the sea of suffering and enter the other shore!?"
"Now that you're here, don't leave." Bai Ze stood up, his hair was blown by the autumn wind, his star-like eyes were full of murderous intent, he stretched out his hand, and the edgeless sword returned the same way and was held in his hand.
"Crazy!" Wang Bing appeared, holding a black iron bow and a ferocious face, "You kid, you killed my eldest brother, and you will pay with your life today!"
"Third brother, be careful, this guy is very evil!" Wang Quan warned, holding a gun in one hand.
"Your elder brother? He's just a piece of trash. Just kill him if you want. How about that?" Bai Ze sneered. The hand holding the sword was as black as ink.
"I'll kill you!" Wang Bing roared, firing three arrows in unison, "Second brother, so what if that kid is the other side? You and I are both brothers on the other side, why are you afraid of him?!"
"Then let's fight!" Bai Ze stepped forward and was already three feet away. He dodged the cold arrow and headed straight for Wang Quan.
"What a fast speed!" Wang Quan felt his eyes blurred as Bai Ze was already approaching.
"Go!" Wang Quan didn't have time to think too much, and the plum blossom spear pierced out, and there were three more plum blossoms.
Bai Ze saw the spear coming, the tip of the spear changed to three, and the head of the pocket was poked. He ducked sideways, but he passed Wang Quan, and struck out with his sword. Like a dragon's sword energy, it shot out vertically and horizontally, heading straight for Wang Bing!
Make noise in the east and attack in the west.
The king's soldiers were caught off guard and fired a series of black iron bows, but they were still unable to block him. He was injured by the sword energy of the waterfall and immediately lost his arm.
"Ah!!" Wang Bing screamed, but Bai Ze's killing move came again, and he took his sword straight to his head.
"Third brother!" Wang Quan roared angrily, turning his carbine and heading straight for Bai Ze's heart, "How dare you?!"
"Why don't you dare?" Bai Ze sneered. The world was so close, he took one step forward and dodged the carbine.
"Get out of here!" Wang Bing then realized that he had kicked the iron plate. He moved his bow with one hand and hit the sword with one hand. He heard a clang and the sword was smashed away, causing him to take three steps back. His center of gravity was unstable and he was about to fall to the ground.
But he didn't fall down. Bai Ze held his back with a palm and pushed him towards Wang Quan.
"Poof!" The plum blossom spear pierced Wang Bing's chest. Wang Quan's eyes widened and he watched as Wang Bing spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to his knees, refusing to close his eyes.
"Ahhhhhh!!" Wang Quan drew his gun angrily, his eyes were red, and he roared hysterically: "I'll kill you!!"
He was so angry that he had no other tricks left. A shot went straight to Bai Ze's heart.
The young man still had a sneer on his lips. He stretched out two fingers and effortlessly clamped the tip of the plum-blossom gun.
"Drink!" Wang Quan mobilized his inner energy to push the gun, but Bai Ze's natural power and luck were not enough to push the gun even half a point.
"You will die for disturbing my best friend's sleep." Bai Ze said in a sinister tone, and with one mistake of his finger, he broke the tip of the plum blossom spear!
Wang Quan couldn't hold back his momentum and rushed straight towards Baize.
"Xuan Jade Palm!" Bai Ze pushed out his palm and hit Wang Quan's chest hard. There was a crackling sound and the bones were shattered. Wang Quan spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.
"Sword-riding, pierce the heart." Bai Ze pointed his sword, and came across without a sharp edge. Before Wang Quan landed, a cold light flashed through his heart, directly piercing his chest and back!
Bai Ze's face was covered with blood, and his face looked like Shura. He stepped forward, lifted up the two bodies, kicked them, and kicked them several dozen feet away. Then he walked alone to the mountain ghost's tomb and gently wiped the blood on his face. Stained, sonorously put into the sheath.
"I'm disturbing your rest." The young man said, gently touching the tombstone of the grave where the jade flute was buried, "I won't do it again, because I'm leaving."
Goodbye, Yao.
goodbye.
Bai Ze was silent for a long time, then turned around resolutely and strode away.
The long wind blows the old willows, and the willow branches dance wildly, like a farewell.
In a trance, I seemed to hear the ethereal singing again.
"If someone comes to the mountain,
Being taken away by Xili Xi, she is a girl.
It is both suitable to look at and laugh at,
I admire you for being so graceful and graceful. "
It's just that the gentle and kind-hearted woman with a beautiful smile will no longer sing softly in this lonely valley.
"Alas." Xie Xuan let out a long sigh on the mountain top not far away. Silently watching Bai Ze kill two people in a row, he stood up and left without saying a word for a long time.
He was calculating, but he didn't expect that the mountain ghost would have such an influence on Bai Ze. He didn't know whether this calculation was good or bad, and he didn't know whether this move would become Bai Ze's inner demon in the future.
…
When Bai Ze left the valley, the sky became increasingly gloomy. He had an intuition that it was going to rain, but it hadn't started yet. As soon as he came out of the valley, he encountered two waves of people.
One of the groups was obviously members of the Heyang City mercenary organization. They were uniformly dressed and all of them were blood-licking masters. The other group should be the Freedom Alliance, forming a group to seek opportunities in Dushan.
"What's going on?" Bai Ze was confused. Then inadvertently, I heard them talking about the Nine-Colored Spirit Deer.
"Brother Li, is this Nine-Colored Spirit Deer really capable of running away? We've chased it over a dozen hills, but we still haven't been able to catch this beast's ass." The group of people gradually moved away, and Bai Ze's ears twitched slightly. , heard someone say.
"Nine-color spirit deer?" Bai Ze was amazed in his heart. It has been almost two months since he entered the mountain. Heyang City has dispatched so many people. Those aristocratic families, including the city lord's palace, have sent people into the mountain. They haven't caught that person yet. Head spirit beast?
Previously, Bai Ze had no interest in the Nine-Colored Spiritual Deer and felt that he would not be able to catch this spiritual beast. But now, he wanted to give it a try. After all, there is a mountain ghost seal. If we can exchange contracts, it would be good to find such a mount spiritual beast.
Bai Ze touched the earth spirit root in his arms and thought about it.
Few herbivorous spiritual beasts can resist the temptation of earthly spiritual roots.
Bai Ze observed the situation calmly. In just half an hour, he had already encountered no less than seven groups of forces while walking across the mountain.
At that moment, he became worried again. Others were in groups, and he was walking alone. Even if he really captured the spirit deer, how could he keep it from being captured by people building a bridge?
But he could clearly see that there was a group of forces just now, with the emblem of the Du family of Heyang embroidered on their clothes. The young man leading the group was obviously a member of the younger generation of the family with a high status. There was a middle-aged man carrying an oil-paper umbrella next to him. The man, with his erratic aura, seems to be a master of micro-knowledge.
Bai Ze was thinking about the current situation when he suddenly heard someone calling him, "Hey, Wu Na boy! Are you alone? How about you join our team and catch the spirit deer, then we can divide the gold and silver on a big scale? How about!"
Bai Ze looked back and saw that the person calling him was none other than Lao Jin, who had a conflict with Mu Qingling at the Heyang City Chamber of Commerce that day.
Lao Jin and his group of seven were all full of blood. Especially him, with his strong back and strong waist, carrying a big knife with a ring on his head, and his glaring eyes, he puts pressure on people like a bear.
"Linglu, what Linglu?" Bai Ze was a master who climbed up the pole. He pretended to be dumbfounded and walked over, "I was looking for the ground spirit root in Hengshan. I didn't expect that I suddenly met so many people. . I thought you were here to steal business from me, but I didn’t expect you were here to catch some spiritual deer?”
"Good boy, this Nine-Colored Spiritual Deer has caused a scene in Heyang City, and you don't even know it!" Lao Jin laughed, and immediately told Bai Ze the whole story.
It turns out that when news broke out in Heyang City about the appearance of the nine-color spirit deer, many people went into the mountain but failed to catch the spirit beast.
Lao Jin and his group of people went into the mountain and wandered around Dushan for more than twenty days, and finally touched the tail of the Nine-Colored Spirit Deer one night.
But the nine-color spirit deer ran too fast. Although it found its whereabouts, the group of people chased it up three hills, and was eventually run away by the spirit beast.
So the current scene appeared.
People kept spotting Linglu, but a group of people always missed it. Either Linglu ran away early, or he failed to catch up with Linglu during the chase.
The chase continued, and a group of people chased him to the boundary of Hengshan.
"I understand." Bai Ze nodded, suddenly enlightened.
"How about joining us?" Lao Jin asked him.
"Okay." Bai Ze agreed wholeheartedly.
