An Xuelun retracted his gaze from scanning the cave and watched the young man take off his bow bag and quiver, play with the bow and arrows, and carefully evaporate the water droplets on them. He changed the topic and asked, "You are delivering a message for Ke Fan. You two should have a good relationship." , why are you still working as a guard in the warehouse? I haven't heard Ke Fan mention you."
Being able to hit a swooping falcon ten feet away in the sky with one arrow while running. Not many people in the army have this ability, right?
Regardless of his status as a body refiner, it shouldn't be difficult to become a very good person with this archery skill.
Is it really strange that such a talent would dedicate himself to serving as a guard in the warehouse?
Chang Siguo seemed to be facing An Xuelun inadvertently. He kept moving his hands, using his skills to evaporate the water in the bow pot. He responded to the other party's cross-examination in different ways: "I broke through about four months ago. When some merits were rewarded, Mr. Ke said that my origins were unknown."
"Oh, Mr. Tian didn't dare to use me as his personal guard anymore. He exchanged the credit for a warehouse clerk, and I felt comfortable there. The day before the Beirong thieves broke into camp, Mr. Ke found me and asked me to replace him the next day. He sent a letter saying that he would recommend me to join the Yuanqing Sect."
It's a very simple narration, allowing An Xuelun to appreciate his relationship with Ke Fan.
He also didn't say anything bad about Ke Fan. People with a discerning eye will judge for themselves.
After killing a body refiner, he learned the method of leaping and using Qi to drive energy, and he understood the elementary method of attaching force. After Chang Siguo had gained a certain degree of confidence in his own strength, he no longer just accepted this body. When he was using his body, he was afraid that the body refiner would discover his secret and be unfavorable to him.
He had only been in the foreign world for a short time and had little experience. He had no idea what evil intentions Ke Fan was harboring.
An Xuelun's attitude towards him was completely different from that of Ke Fan. He could feel that he wanted to hear what An Xuelun had to say to resolve his confusion.
Looking at the boy strangely, An Xuelun asked, "Did you really break through four months ago?"
More than four months, an amazing time!
"Yeah, is there a problem? My brain used to be... how should I put it? I was a little stupid and not very enlightened. I was picked up by a veteran in the army from outside a few years ago. I only knew how to practice archery and fight. Ke Fan asked me When he sent the letter, he told me that cultivation can open his mind, and I confirmed that the breakthrough was from the battle more than four months ago. Later, I naturally understood many principles that I didn’t understand before. It felt like I suddenly woke up from a dream, and the world became different. So I asked Mr. Mo, the warehouse manager, to learn how to read."
By the way, he explained the reason why there was no tattoo on his forehead.
An Xuelun suddenly understood that the pawn in front of him had such an unexpected and unknown experience.
It’s no wonder that people with outstanding archery skills can’t be promoted. It’s impossible for anyone to use a fool as a team leader.
No matter how brave Hantou is in battle, he cannot flexibly follow orders and command his subordinates.
Relying on the basic strength training method in the military, he was able to develop true energy and awaken it. Only a stupid guy could do it, right? At least neither he nor the body refiners he knew in the army could.
If you don't have the right exercises, you'll have to suffer a lot.
Moreover, there is no hope at all. He is immersed in cultivation, relying solely on perseverance to break through the shackles of the body and awaken his true energy. It is very scary to think about it.
An Xuelun then thought, could it be that he was practicing the strength training method at the beginning, and after going through all the hardships to get started, he progressed very quickly, or maybe there was an unusual method of condensing Qi?
God rewards hard work, one drink and one peck, it is really possible.
He became more and more interested in this guy who seemed to be honest but shrewd, and he still retained a certain degree of vigilance, and asked:
"How many years have you been in the army?"
"Almost six years."
"oh."
An Xuelun nodded. Six years ago, how old could a young man be?
Ke Fan's appearance was also very ugly. He made a sentence of unknown origin and forcibly suppressed a body-training practitioner in the army who had just awakened and sent him to the warehouse. The purpose was obviously self-evident.
"Is the letter still with you? Show it to me."
Chang Siguo put down the dry bamboo arrow, took out a wrinkled envelope that had been repeatedly soaked in water and steamed dry, and handed it to An Xuelun. He had long known that there was only a blank letter inside.
An Xuelun checked the envelope briefly. Except for the wrinkles, the paint and seal were intact and had not been opened.
An Xuelun tore off the seal with a "squeak" sound. An Xuelun took out a piece of folded letter paper from it without caring, shook it open and glanced at it, then handed it to Chang Siguo who didn't say anything to stop him. He shook his head and smiled: "A blank piece of paper. open."
He knew it was like this. The person named Ke didn't even bother to do anything to save face, so he was destined to be a Heiwa who didn't understand anything.
Chang Siguo took the letter and looked at it with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He then restrained himself and turned it over carefully for a long time before whispering: "Could it be a secret message written with potion? There are potions in the army. The writing will not be visible after drying.”
An Xuelun shook his head and said: "When writing with potion, there will always be clues left behind. It cannot be concealed from the practitioner's identification and detection by pouring the true energy into his eyes. This is just a piece of ordinary white paper soaked in water."
He slapped the envelope in his hand, tore it up and threw it away, and continued: "Every fifty years, deep in the desert northwest of Nanping, a secret realm called the Beast Prison opens. There are many rare things in it that are not found in the outside world. Treasures, and there are several places in the secret realm that require living sacrifices from cultivators to open. The fuller the energy and blood, the better the effect."
"It is said that there are some weird places where cultivators must volunteer to make sacrifices successfully. In the spring of the following year, it happens to be the time when the secret realm of the Beast Prison opens once every fifty years. All the sects in the four countries will send cultivators to try their luck. Looking for treasures in the secret realm. It is normal for the sect to prepare a few sacrifices in advance."
Chang Siguo also tore up the blank letter and threw it away. He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then raised his head and said, "So, in the first few years after the secret realm was opened, cultivators walking alone were in a very dangerous situation?"
As expected, Ke Fan had no good intentions and had such a bad idea. He tempted him with words to join the Yuanqing Sect, and also did some tricks on him to make him a living sacrifice.
He was also deceived because he was a fool in the past, with short knowledge and did not dare to cause trouble to other cultivators in the army.
This feud is so deep.
"To be precise, they are wandering cultivators in the mountains, and their situation is not very good."
Seeing that Chang Siguo understood what he meant, An Xuelun just clicked without explaining more and said with a smile:
"Cultivators from sects or body refiners who serve in the military do not have to worry about this. Within their own country, sects will not act randomly and break the rules. For cultivators from other countries, it is not that big. Pay attention to these, and it is common to catch cultivators alive, whether for personal use or in exchange for a high price."
An Xuelun was not surprised by these things. He glanced at Chang Siguo intentionally or unintentionally.
Chang Siguo felt depressed, how could there be such a perverted secret realm? Wasn't this forcing Ye Xiu to have no way out?
How could he dare to wander the world alone and become a free and easy-going young man chasing the wind?
An Xuelun glanced at the silver-sheathed sword on the young man's waist and said with a smile, "Your sword is pretty good. Doesn't it look like an ordinary weapon?"
The scabbard is also inlaid with three luminous gems. It doesn't look like a high-end product that a young soldier in the army can afford. With Hei Wa's thick body, it feels a bit girly and uncomfortable.
Chang Siguo held on to the hilt of the sword and said, "It's not bad. On the day the camp was broken, on the way out, I cheated and killed a Beirong cultivator who blocked my way and robbed it."
An Xuelun saw that this guy spoke in an understatement. There were many punctures on the wrinkled thin military uniform, and there were also inconspicuous blood stains on the left cuff. He knew that it would not be easy to kill him, but it was not convenient to inquire carefully. .
After all, the two of them are not familiar with each other. It involves special skills, so it is a taboo to communicate with each other briefly.
