"Ha! Ha! Ha! Hey!"
In the icy and snowy mountains and forests of Northern Xinjiang Province, an ignorant child with a tiger-like head and a tough brain was trying hard to wave his fists, as if he was practicing a spiritual skill, his little face was full of seriousness and determination.
In this bone-chilling climate, the boy not only didn't feel cold, but was sweating profusely and his whole body was wet. From time to time, beads of sweat slid down his chin and fell on the snow.
He looks to be in his early ten years, with a short haircut that is very common among ordinary people. His complexion is dark, and the clothes on his body are made of rough material, but they are not dirty. There are many patches on it, and you can tell at a glance that he is not rich. The children of other people.
From before dawn in the morning until half past noon, he has always had firm eyes and high fighting spirit, meticulously completing the spiritual skills that are a bit too harsh for this age. As time goes by, the originally jerky moves are connected. It also gradually became natural, smooth, and smooth.
"Tiedan, it's time to eat!"
Somewhere in the sky above the mountain forest, curls of white smoke floated. After a moment, a gentle and beautiful female voice suddenly came out.
"Oh, Sister Ran, come right now!"
Hearing this voice, the boy who had been extremely focused a moment ago suddenly lit up his eyes, smiled brightly, shouted loudly, and ran towards the smoke with his legs spread.
This child was actually the youngest son of Mr. Liu's family in Luohe Village. Liu Tiedan left with Ran Sujuan after the disaster in the village.
Today, Liu Tiedan seems to be slightly taller and more agile than when Yu Heng attacked the village. He can reach a wide area in just three or two steps.
I saw two large earthen pots set up with wood in the middle, with firewood burning underneath and white smoke rising from them.
A graceful woman in white is putting the food in the jar into bowls and delivering them to everyone around her one by one.
The woman was born with fair skin and picturesque features. Even in this freezing northern Xinjiang, she only wore a white one-piece dress, and her silky long hair was tied behind her head, exposing part of her hair. With a pink neck as smooth as jade, a slender waist, graceful curves, and a gentle and charming mature charm all over her body, she is actually a rare beauty.
Beside her, several rustic-looking young men in their twenties with flattering smiles on their faces were trying to step forward to take over the woman's job to win her favor, but they were all laughed at by her. decline.
Not far behind these people, a handsome-looking middle-aged man was sitting cross-legged on the ground with a long gun on his shoulder. Beside him, two men with strange hairstyles were leaning against the stone, muttering something unknown. What are they communicating about.
Needless to say, these people are naturally Ran Sujuan, Wang Meng, Dong Damu, Wang Songliang and the five "Chosen Sons" from Luohe Village.
Seeing Zhang Bangbang rushing at the front, showing great courtesy to Ran Sujuan, Tiedan curled his lips, took a long step forward, inserted himself between the two of them, and thrust his little butt towards him.
Zhang Bangbang felt a strong force coming towards him. He was unprepared and staggered, unsteady on his feet, and fell to the ground with an "ouch".
Wang Taro, Li Luoguo and others who were crowded nearby did not expect that Zhang Bangbang would suddenly fall to the ground. None of them could react in time, and they were staggered by him in an extremely embarrassed manner.
"Tiedan, what are you doing!" Zhang Bangbang finally got up, covering his dizzy head with one hand and touching his butt that was about to freeze into ice, and yelled angrily.
"It's Brother Bangbang!" Tiedan turned around and pretended to be surprised, "I've been practicing all morning, and I'm very hungry. I only thought about eating, but I didn't pay attention to you."
Among the five "Luohe Tianjiao", Zhang Bangbang had the most flexible mind. He could tell at a glance that the corners of Tiedan's mouth were twitching slightly and he was suppressing a smile. The butt slap just now was obviously intentional.
"You bastard!" He couldn't help but said angrily, "I took such good care of you back in the village, but now, after practicing the technique, you've turned your back on me, right? You're a heartless little boy. Bastard!"
Tiedan chuckled and made a face at him. He turned around and saw the wooden bowl handed over by Ran Sujuan. He quickly ran to Wang Meng and started to eat hungrily.
"You brat! You little bastard!" Zhang Bangbang had an angry look on his face and cursed. He seemed furious, but he still didn't dare to rush forward to settle the score with him.
"Okay, okay, why are you arguing with a ten-year-old baby?" Wang Taro came out to smooth things over.
When the other three people saw this, they also offered words of advice, but there was a sense of schadenfreude in their eyes.
"How many troubles did he cause in the village?" Zhang Bangbang's face turned pale as he kept chattering to himself, "I wiped most of his butts for him, otherwise the little bastard would have had his legs broken by Father Liu. "
"What's the point of just standing here and arguing?" Wang Tiechui finally said impatiently, "Go up and beat him up if you can!"
Zhang Bangbang's expression froze and he was immediately speechless.
Don't look at the fact that he is already in his twenties, strong and strong, but he is just an ordinary farmer with no cultivation. In front of Liu Tiedan, who has now reached the third level of human chakra, he is no different than a sandbag.
"Tiedan and we are no longer in the same world." Li Luoguo sighed, and suddenly said seriously, "He is willing to call you Bangbang brother because of the old friendship. In another three to five years, , we are afraid that we are not even qualified to talk to him."
When he said it was painful, the other four people's expressions darkened, and they all sighed and lamented.
As he said, Liu Tiedan was only ten years old, which was the golden age for cultivation and enlightenment. He also had a "Flame Yang Body". Under Ran Sujuan's guidance, his future prospects were limitless.
But these five "sons of destiny" are all over 20. Although they grew up in poor families and endured hardships and hard work, they have already passed the best time to start practicing. Even though Wang Meng and others taught the skills, this journey has not been easy. Come on, it is just the first step to cultivate Qi sense, but four of the five people have not succeeded so far.
Wang Taro, the only one who succeeded, could barely feel a trace of extremely weak spiritual energy. In the words of "Soul Leaving Gun" Wang Meng, it was "not much of a difference."
Although these people have little knowledge, they are not stupid. Naturally, they can understand the undisguised disappointment in Wang Meng's eyes, and they also understand to some extent that this handsome uncle has sentenced his own cultivation path to death in his heart.
Seeing Liu Tiedan's rapid progress and unparalleled success, while they were envious and jealous, they gradually began to accept this cruel reality and realized the chasm-like gap between themselves and others and the cultivators.
A person as smart as Zhang Bangbang can even predict that in the near future, Wang Meng and others will politely "ask" them to leave, so as not to slow down the entire team's movement speed.
The five of them had actually given up hope of marrying a fairy-like figure like Ran Sujuan, and they were still showing off their attentiveness just to comfort their obsessions.
The real world is often far less heart-warming than fairy tales and novels. Scenarios such as a eldest lady falling in love with a poor boy or a princess marrying a beggar almost never happen.
Just when several people were feeling heavy and lost, the sound of powerful footsteps came from behind them.
Everyone looked back and saw a young man with a slender figure, holding a huge black blade in his hand, and a fierce and fierce light in his red eyes, appearing in sight with long strides.
There was still a lot of wet blood on the surface of the giant blade, dripping down along the edge of the blade.
"Brother Ghost Mandrill!" After seeing the face of the person clearly, Wang Meng relaxed and raised the corners of her mouth slightly, "Are you not hurt?"
"How is that possible?" Ghost Mandrill shook off the God-Slaying Giant Blade in his hand and said with a ferocious smile, "Just those trash, do you want to hurt me?"
"Are they still sent by the 'Dark Temple'?" Wang Meng also laughed.
"Well, none of the three elders have entered Taoism." Gui Mandrill said briefly and concisely, then came to Ran Sujuan, snatched the wooden bowl she had just filled, and ran to sit next to Wang Meng.
Ran Sujuan seemed to have been accustomed to his rude behavior for a long time and did not complain. She just glanced at him lightly, shook her head slightly, and picked up another empty bowl.
"In the past few days, the pursuit of the 'Dark Temple' seems to be less frequent than before." Wang Meng turned to look at him, "Are you afraid of being killed by Brother Ghost Mandrill?"
"Who knows?" Ghost Mandrill shrugged, saying that he didn't know and it didn't matter.
As Zhong Wen expected, Gui Mandrill's rebellion caused an uproar in the "Dark Temple". Due to the insistence of the third hall master Shen Wei, the temple sent no less than twenty pursuit teams one after another, vowing to crush the traitor. There are thousands of corpses to serve as a warning to others.
Among these pursuers, there are many temple elders at the level of spiritual masters. In Shen Wei's opinion, such a luxurious lineup, used to deal with a mere Tianlun disciple, is already killing a chicken with a sledgehammer, and they can definitely be captured easily.
However, to this day, Ghost Mandrill is still alive and kicking, but the elders and disciples sent by the "Dark Temple" to hunt him down have all died, and none of them survived.
The reason why Zhong Wen didn't kill Ghost Mandrill and chose to let the tiger return to the mountain was because he wanted to use his identity as a traitor to help him contain the power of the "Dark Temple".
Now it seems that this strategy can be said to be a great success, and the effect far exceeds Zhong Wen's imagination.
After swallowing the food in the bowl in two or two mouthfuls, Ghost Mandrill raised his head, and his eyes happened to collide with Tiedan's.
Realizing that this tiger-headed boy was glaring at him fiercely, Ghost Mandrill was slightly startled, then grinned and said, "You silly boy, are you still practicing that rubbish technique? Your 'Yang Yang Body' has really been blinded in vain."
"I'm happy and I want you to take care of it!" Ferritin glanced at him, then turned away and ignored him.
"Isn't his Kung Fu good?" Dong Damu interjected curiously, "After practicing for only a few dozen days, he has reached the third level of Human Wheel cultivation. He has made rapid progress."
"How can a mere gold-level technique reveal the true power of a special physique?" Ghost Mandrill shook his head contemptuously, rarely talking too much, "If he continues to practice like this, his 'Yang Yang Body' will be useless. .”
"You always say that the techniques I teach are rubbish." Ran Sujuan heard him make such remarks several times, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Do you have a technique that is more suitable for Tiedan?"
"Of course there is." Ghost Mandrill glanced at her and quickly looked away.
"In that case, can you please teach him this technique?" Although Ran Sujuan didn't like him being rude, she also knew that the other party had good insights in cultivation, and his strength was far superior to hers, so she felt confident first. A few points.
"I'm not related to him, so why should I teach him?" Gui Mandrill grinned and refused simply.
Seeing his refusal, Ran Sujuan sighed softly, a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes, but she didn't force it.
"Sister Ran, I don't want to learn his skills!" Tiedan saw that the ghost mandrill was rude to her and shouted loudly, "One day, I will use the skills taught by my sister to beat him to pieces! "
Ran Sujuan knew that Tiedan was comforting her, and she felt warm in her heart. She stretched out her slender hand, gently stroked his little head, and said with a smile: "That's right, Tiedan is so talented, he will definitely be a great practitioner in the future. By."
The little man suddenly narrowed his eyes, his dark face glowing red, like a cat having its belly caressed by its owner, with an extremely contented expression.
Not far away, the five "Chosen Ones" stared at Liu Tiedan's emperor-like treatment with their eyes wide open, their lips dripping with envy, and their faces full of envy.
"Kungfu, you still have to practice this thing!" Wang Taro stammered, "W-what if I really become a practitioner one day, will Miss Ran treat me too..."
"Don't even think about a fairy like Miss Ran." Zhang Bangbang took a sip of saliva, wiped the corners of his mouth and said, "But if you can practice to the human wheel realm, the wife you marry in the future will definitely not be better than Tiedan’s second sister looks ugly, right?”
It only took Zhong Wen two moments to easily reach the first level of the human wheel in the Medicine King Valley. However, for Zhang Bangbang and the other five, it was so out of reach that it could almost be regarded as the ultimate goal in life.
"I'm going to practice!" Wang Tiechui cleared the food in the bowl with a few clicks, and then sat cross-legged, assuming the qi-entraining posture taught by Wang Meng. He soon became distracted and entered a state of selflessness.
Seeing this, the other four people were not willing to lag behind, and began to practice the skills one after another. Even Zhang Bangbang, who was the most active in mind, quickly entered a state of selflessness and no longer paid attention to the disturbances in the outside world.
"These boys are simple-minded and are good materials for cultivation." Wang Meng sighed softly and said with regret, "If they are not too old..."
Ghost Mandrill sneered and was about to speak when his expression suddenly changed: "Someone is coming!"
Over the past few days, everyone has been accustomed to the life of escape, and they have developed some tacit understanding among themselves. After receiving the warning from the ghost mandrill, they jumped up one by one, either drawing their swords or holding guns, and they all took a defensive posture.
Ran Sujuan also stood up, her delicate body slightly turned to one side, and she naturally protected Tie Dan behind her.
Along the way from Luohe Village to Beijiang, Ghost Mandrill experienced nearly twenty hunts. At the most frequent time, he even encountered four waves of powerful enemies in one day. The constant battles made him grow rapidly in strength and sharpen his consciousness. The speed is also different from what it used to be.
It took a full moment from the moment someone was approaching to the time the person actually appeared in front of them. Wang Meng and others almost thought it was a false alarm. This shows that the range of the ghost's perception is astonishingly wide.
What appeared in the mountains and forests turned out to be an army.
"It's Yu Xuanji's Zhenbei Army!"
Seeing the word "fish" on the flag in front of this army from a distance, and then thinking about the position he was in at this time, Wang Meng had an idea in his mind and instantly guessed the identity of the opponent.
The Zhenbei Army has always been known for its strict military discipline and bravery. Even when fighting against the powerful Chi army, it did not fall behind at all. As a fugitive, if they had met in the past, even with Wang Meng's skills, they would definitely You will feel panicked.
However, he didn't know if it was because he had been with the madman Gui Mandrill for a long time. Wang Meng found that he had a calmer atmosphere. He turned around and looked at Dong Damu and Wang Songliang beside him. They were both old gods. How could they be there? A little nervous feeling.
"That female general is so pretty!" Wang Taro had a dull temper and couldn't help blurting out when he saw the young female general sitting on the horse in front of the Zhenbei Army.
"Yes, yes." Li Luoguo echoed, "It turns out that besides Miss Ran, there are such beautiful women in the world."
"It turns out that the girl can look so good even if she wears armor!" Wang Tiechui's eyes widened, and there were two drops of saliva hanging from the corners of his mouth.
"Brothers, to tell you the truth, although Miss Ran is nice to be gentle like this, in fact, what I really like in my heart is a woman with a strong personality." Zhang Bangbang even announced on the spot that he was not in love anymore, "From now on, Finally, that female general is the goddess in my heart, and Miss Ran’s happiness will be left to you."
Several people spoke with loud voices, and with Ran Sujuan's cultivation level at the Heavenly Wheel level, they naturally listened to every word, which made her have black lines all over her head and she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
At this time, Yu Xuanji's side had also discovered the existence of Ghost Mandrill and others.
A beautiful woman with exquisite beauty, a childish child with a tough head, a middle-aged gunman with a dignified appearance, a weird swordsman with a strange hairstyle, a fierce swordsman with sharp eyes, and five rustic "Chosen Sons".
Such a distinctive and patchwork team is very eye-catching no matter where they go.
Nangong Yu shook the reins and came closer at once. His eyes swept over Gui Mandrill and the others, and finally fell on Wang Meng. He said loudly: "But General Wang Meng of the 'Soul Leaving Spear'?"
When he recognized his identity, Wang Meng's expression changed slightly, and she unconsciously tightened the spear in her hand.
