In the morning, Zi Yang stretched out his arms and opened the door. He saw Jia Juesheng holding the formation book in one hand and putting the other behind his back, walking back and forth under the peach tree.
There were only two things on the stone platform under the peach tree, a pot of freshly brewed hot tea and a steaming tea cup, with the fresh fragrance of tea overflowing.
Jia Juesheng put the formation books together and placed them on the stone table. The two of them sat around the stone table.
Ziyang took a sip of hot tea, held the teacup in his hand, and asked with concern: "Looking at your appearance just now, your leg injury should be almost healed, right?"
Jia Juesheng's heart skipped a beat and he did not answer directly. He felt that Ziyang was a little strange today, as if there was something behind his words.
Because during the five years they were together, Ziyang rarely asked him about his leg injury. When he suddenly asked me this question, I felt a little panicked.
Not long after, Jia Juesheng smiled awkwardly and nodded, saying: "It's okay, it's okay."
Ziyang snorted, put down the tea cup in his hand, and said casually: "I heard from Hua Yao yesterday that your leg injury has basically healed. I didn't believe it at first, but today it seems that there is nothing wrong with it."
When he said this, Jia Juesheng felt more and more that something was wrong, but he was not sure what Ziyang's purpose was, so he said: "This leg is recovering well, and there is no problem at all when climbing mountains and wading in rivers. "
Zi Yang smiled and asked, "Then when are you going to set off?"
"Where are you going?" Jia Juesheng asked with confusion on his face.
"I'm leaving here soon. Since your leg injury is healed, you should leave too." Ziyang wanted to remind him tactfully that it was time to leave, but he didn't understand, so he didn't. Keep talking nonsense to him.
After talking about this for a long time, it turned out that he was giving me an eviction order. I asked him why he was so weird today.
Jia Juesheng originally thought that Ziyang was worried about the reason for his leg injury and could not walk long distances, so he asked again and again.
Unexpectedly, they had no intention of taking him with them, but instead wanted to kick him out.
After figuring everything out, the tea cup in Jia Juesheng's hand suddenly fell to the ground. The crisp sound frightened Zi Yang to get up quickly and looked at him suspiciously.
Jia Juesheng slipped from the stone bench and collapsed on the ground. He clutched his left leg with both hands and looked in pain.
"Are you okay?" Ziyang supported him and asked with concern on his face.
Jia Juesheng pushed his hands away and said, "It's okay, it's okay. I'm going, I'm going."
After saying that, he limped towards the fence gate, but after taking a few steps, he fell directly on the ground.
Jia Juesheng, who was lying on the ground, had no intention of staying. He gritted his teeth and began to crawl forward with difficulty. From time to time, he heard a few wails.
"Just wait, I'll go find Hua Yao right now." Zi Yang helped him on the steps and was about to turn around and leave, but Jia Juesheng grabbed his wrist.
"I'm aware of my leg injury, and taking medicine is useless. I have to rest for ten days and a half, and maybe it will get better."
Zi Yang turned around, looked at him, and said a little impatiently: "You want me to take care of you here for ten days and a half. By then, I won't be able to leave even if I want to."
"Life or death is determined by fate. You don't have to waste your time for a useless person like me." Jia Juesheng leaned against the steps, looking resigned to his fate.
Zi Yang said helplessly: "I finally convinced Hua Yao not to come to me in the near future. These days are the best time for me to leave here."
"If I miss this opportunity, I don't know how long it will take to get out of here."
"If you could walk, it would be okay for me to take you with me, but now you can only crawl. I can't keep carrying you on my back, right?"
After hearing this, Jia Juesheng stood up immediately, as usual, with no trace of pain on his face.
After feeling Zi Yang's gaze, he bent down and covered his knees, grinning and saying, "Although this leg injury is hateful, it doesn't seem to affect our journey."
Zi Yang pinched his chin, looked him up and down, and suddenly said sarcastically: "Bringing you with me is like carrying a heavy load. You are capable of entering the fifth realm, but you can't even beat me."
"The last time I competed with you, I didn't give my best."
A monk who entered the fifth realm was defeated by a monk who entered the first realm. This can be said to be an anecdote through the ages and a rare thing.
But Jia Juesheng didn't get angry because of this, and there wasn't too much embarrassment on his face. What's certain is that he didn't take the matter to heart at all.
When he and Zi Yang were sparring before, the two sides only competed with each other's fists and feet, each controlling their flow power.
He was indeed defeated in that battle.
Without the formation source stone, he could not arrange the formation, so he lost to Zi Yang.
The formation source stone is a must-have for the formation mage. In the eyes of cultivators, there is not much difference between an array master without an array source stone and a waste.
Therefore, Jia Juesheng can say that he has failed, or he can say that he has not failed. After all, physical skills for him are not much better than ordinary people.
It all depends on the realm to support him. If he didn't have the cultivation of the fifth realm, the flow power in his basin would be less, and his defeat would be even worse.
Therefore, Zi Yang defeated Jia Juesheng in the use of fluid force, but he did not defeat Jia Juesheng who set up the formation.
"Can you please stop mentioning this matter? It would be so embarrassing for outsiders to hear this." Jia Juesheng held Zi Yang's arm with both hands and discussed in a low voice.
Although he didn't care when Zi Yang mentioned this matter, if it got spread, it would have a bad impact on him and he would not be able to save his face.
"No more, no more. If you have anything, just pack it up quickly. After you finish packing, we are about to set off." Ziyang said as he walked out of the fence gate.
Jia Juesheng was still worried and worried that the matter would be leaked. He hurriedly shouted: "We have agreed that no one can mention this matter again."
Zi Yang stood at the gate of the fence, slowly turned around, and said with a smile: "It's not shameful to lose to me. Even the famous Martial God in the Northern Continent can't defeat me, how can you be my opponent?"
When Jia Juesheng heard this, he quickly covered his mouth and said in a panic: "Please keep your voice down. If the God of War hears this, we will both be done for."
"Are you afraid?!" Ziyang said without changing his expression: "I don't believe that the God of War can hear what I just said."
Wow!
Before Zi Yang could finish his words, the surrounding trees kept shaking, and an inexplicable strong wind suddenly hit, filling the sky with dust, and dry branches were broken.
Jia Juesheng's body trembled and he looked around tremblingly. Fortunately, there was no change in the air, otherwise he would most likely be frightened to death by the gust of wind.
"You look like a bear, what's there to be afraid of?" Zi Yang said with disdain.
Jia Juesheng took a deep breath and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand, the look of fear still hanging on his face.
Ziyang doesn't know the glorious deeds of the God of War, so there is no need to be afraid. But he is different. Whenever the wind blows, he will think of that person.
Especially when he mentions that person's name, if the wind blows up for no reason and the situation changes suddenly, he will feel that that person is beside him.
The reason why he is so afraid is because the divine palace owned by the God of War is the Wind God Palace.
After the strong wind passed, Jia Juesheng slapped his chest and said with a serious smile: "The whereabouts of the God of War are mysterious. Although he has been famous for many years, few people know his true appearance."
Zi Yang suddenly became interested and asked casually: "Is the God of War a boy or a girl?"
Jia Juesheng slowly shook his head and said: "There are rumors that the Martial God is a handsome young man, and there are also rumors that the Martial God is a witchy woman. I am afraid only those who have actually seen the Martial God will know whether she is a man or a woman. "
Zi Yang said oh, blinked and started thinking.
Jia Juesheng swallowed, his mouth trembled slightly, and said again: "It is precisely because very few people have seen the Martial God that this is the most terrifying thing about the Martial God."
"Even if the real God of War is standing in front of you, you can't know it. This is the most important thing."
Zi Yang stared at him and mocked, "You're not going to tell me that you are the legendary God of War, are you?"
"I would like to be a God of War, but my strength doesn't allow it. Bah!" Jia Juesheng hurriedly changed his words: "I just want to tell you that you'd better not mention the word God of War in the future."
Zi Yang let out a breath and walked out of the gate without looking back.
After a long time, Jia Juesheng packed up everything and stood outside the fence gate, looking at the place where he had lived for five years, feeling that he couldn't bear to leave.
A new pine tree was added outside the fence gate. Its dark green branches and leaves are quite lush. It is only about half a person tall and is much weaker than the two wooden stakes.
After planting the pine trees, Ziyang patted the dust in his palms and nodded with satisfaction.
On the other hand, Jia Juesheng was still standing outside the fence gate, looking up at the small courtyard.
"Stop looking and hurry up and hurry up." Ziyang put his hands behind his head and walked towards the bleak forest with a leisurely pace.
Jia Juesheng lamented: "What a pity. I have used up all the formation source stones in my hand. Otherwise, I could have set up a teleportation formation point here."
In the distance, Zi Yang, standing in the forest, pointed at the setting sun above his head and shouted loudly: "What are you doing there? It's getting late."
Jia Juesheng responded, did not stay any longer, and hurried over.
The fifteen-year-old boy embarked on a long adventure.
As the two figures disappeared, the girl in white who watched them leave turned around and walked down the mountain peak without knowing where to go.
Strangely, the pine tree outside the fence suddenly grew several times in length, and its bright red branches and leaves covered the two wooden stakes, just like an ancient tree that had survived for a hundred years.
The shining ancient trees exude endless vitality.
In addition, huge waves rolled on the sea surface of the trestle bridge, with huge waves dozens of feet high roaring over. The trestle bridge was instantly swallowed up by the thunderous force of the waves.
The seawater surged rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a blink of an eye, the sea level was almost as high as the steep slope.
The willow trees that used to be at the foot of the slope have now been submerged by the sea, with only one section of the treetop exposed, looking a little desolate.
In fact, not only the sea surface in Wu Zheng Town has undergone drastic changes, but the sea surface on the periphery of the entire northern continent is extremely spectacular, with waves hundreds of feet high.
Although the sea level in the northern continent has risen significantly, river flooding has not occurred.
Perhaps this is just a sign before disaster strikes, or it may be a warning.
