Meeting a strong person is not scary, but when meeting a strong person standing "high in the sky", pressure will naturally arise.
Everyone's faces were dark, and Hu Zi's hair was covered with burnt smoke. He sighed: "Every day, I don't see a leader of cultivation, eh? You say, this Yu Above the Abandonment Realm, are there ten or eight more realms?"
Mu Ziyun lay on the ground, resting his arm on his pillow, and replied: "Practice of Shenmowan is originally one of the methods of cultivation in our world. Eighty percent of the creatures here do not practice according to this. The rules are different, and the level of strength is also different. ."
The others sat together feebly, except for Du Xiaoyue, who was like a normal person with endless energy. And everyone didn't rest for long, because the heavy rain fell again in an instant, and this time the wind blew harder than before, and thunder and lightning began to roar.
No one gave up rescue because of the accident just now. They traveled around and saw with their own eyes the suffering of all living beings caused by natural disasters. It rained heavily for four days and four nights, and they ran for eight days and seven nights. Beasts, humans, elves, and aliens .... All races within a radius of four hundred miles have been rescued by the mysterious "Xia" organization. The creatures only know that it is humans who help them, but few are grateful, even under a major disaster. , the grievances between different races are still very deep, but they have still made great changes to some creatures, and the status of human beings in their hearts has improved a lot.
On the eighth night, everyone found a secluded place. Mu Ziyun lit a bunch of flames on the rocks, and then nodded to everyone. Du Xiaoyue was okay, she slumped down, her breathing was very slow and weak, and soon she closed her eyes and fell asleep. Others, even Fang Tianmu and Wang Xiang, fell directly to the ground, and fell asleep before landing. Having already fallen asleep, Mu Ziyun sat by the fire. He still had to keep vigil. His eyelids were extremely swollen and the bags under his eyes were dark. In fact, he was exhausted beyond the limit. He still calculated the "accomplishments" of these days in his heart. The lives saved were not as many as those who died due to the disaster. The mountains and rivers within the four hundred miles were equivalent to being doubled. All the buildings were washed away by heavy rains, and the terrain also underwent huge changes. I am afraid that within ten years , no more living creatures will appear here.
Mu Ziyun couldn't help but think about himself, how could he be so like a "disaster"? The Ruilong he met before was a lucky star in the world, but now he believed even more that he was a "broom star" who was reviled by the world.
A few hours later, Mu Ziyun sat and fell asleep.
On the afternoon of the second day, everyone woke up one after another. After waking up, their whole bodies were sore and numb, and their backs still hurt so much that it was difficult to stand up. Bell came to the still burning fire, Mu Ziyun hadn't woken up yet, she touched Mu Ziyun's forehead, turned around and shushed, asking everyone to be quiet. Hu Zi's stomach growled first, and everyone was hungry. Mu Ziyun woke up at dusk, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a large piece of bison leg hanging over the fire for baking.
Seeing him waking up, Fang Tianmu grabbed the handle of a knife and handed it to Mu Ziyun. Mu Ziyun paused for a moment and immediately devoured it, while Fang Tianmu kept his posture and ate for more than ten breaths without saying a word. At that moment, Mu Ziyun suddenly heard this and yelled at Fang Tianmu with meat in his mouth: "You deserve to be killed! Are you using my demon knife as a stick to barbecue?"
Fang Tianmu had a cold face and ignored it, looking away.
Everyone laughed and teased each other, but no one wanted to sleep at night, so they took advantage of the moonlight and the stars to go to the next place and the next section of the road. However, as everyone expected, this place was no longer inhabited by living beings. Most of the surviving living beings chose to open up their own new homes on the new land.
On the other side, in the mountains and fields after the wind and rain, there is a village full of flowers and grass. If it is just like this, it is not novel enough, but if this village is not only arranged horizontally, but also along the lines of several feet wide and dozens of feet long. The tall and thick trees are stacked upward, and only one leaf can carry a house. In this way, it is unique.
However, the most peculiar thing about this village is its customs and culture that have been passed down from ancient times. The creatures here are not human, but they get along well with most races. Just as its culture is all-encompassing, the characters of the creatures here are also Very cheerful, but it does not mean simple and primitive. They are not isolated from the past and still maintain development.
After the first ray of sunshine in the morning fell, Zhuan Wangdong opened the door. Under his feet was a leaf. In the past five or six days, although the thunderstorm in the sky had not stopped, it was blocked by layers of thick leaves. , not many drops of rain fell on his roof, and as for the wind, it didn't even hit his windows. Stretching lazily, his injury had long since healed, not even leaving a scar.
He jumped among the layers of leaves, and finally landed in a "nest" made of a large number of wooden strips like a bird's nest. In fact, this "nest" was a roofless lobby with a layer of exotic materials inside. The mat is made of bird feathers. This mat has excellent heat and moisture insulation effect and is very comfortable to sit on. In the center of the mat is a naturally carved jade table. Although it is not square, it is round and smooth. Looks clean and comfortable.
Several creatures have been prepared at the table, two of them are actually human beings, and the rest are all weird-shaped, there are about six of them. The two human beings were a brother and sister, both in their early twenties. The woman greeted Zhuan Wangdong warmly and said, "Your complexion is getting better and better. If you give it a few more days, you will look even better than before." You are much stronger, come and have something to eat.”
And the elder brother was talking with great interest to a foreign creature, the village chief named "Yiyue Village".
After Zhuan Wangdong landed, he walked up to the village chief first. The village chief looked very strange. He was lying on his back on a round chair. The chair was shaped like a goose egg with a gap. The village chief had no limbs or limbs. Like a sunflower flower, except that the petals around the round edge are replaced by gray beards, the facial features are very similar to human beings, but with a lot of markings, and the proportions of the facial features are also different from human ones, and the "round head" "Underneath, there are seven or eight long tentacles, which is the whole picture of the village chief.
Zhuan Wangdong bowed deeply and said, "Mr. Xuan...I'm here."
The village chief hummed, as if he were an old man, and asked slowly: "The injuries are all healed, is there anything else you're missing?"
"There is nothing I need. I feel sorry for disturbing your village for so long. I am not here to ask for anything from you today, nor am I saying goodbye. I just want to ask if there is anything I can do to help, so that I can repay your favor. The blessing of the village.”
