At this moment, all the internal and external injuries on his body have healed. Coupled with the restoration of his vitality, he is now feeling refreshed and indescribably comfortable.
From the first glimpse of the door to the deep understanding now, the progress of "The Thirteen Books of Yunji" is like climbing the ladder to heaven, and every step seems to be entering a new realm.
Fu Yunge reflects on the principle of "breaking the wall" at any time, and progresses faster than before. Looking back on the past, he even felt a sense of regret for being stuck in his ways.
However, just as he was immersed in his own world, an attack suddenly came from behind.
There was a "pop" sound, and a small stone hit him in the back of the head. Fu Yunge was caught off guard and was hurt by the small stone. He quickly reached out to cover the pain while turning his head to look.
It's definitely not someone else. Tumi was standing behind him with an unhappy look on his face, as if he was still sleepy.
"Yelling in the middle of the night woke up everyone... You have to be ethical." Tumi pouted and held a few small stones in his hand, seeming to be very dissatisfied with Fu Yunge's behavior.
Fu Yunge came back to his senses and remembered that Tumi was still resting. He quickly turned around and apologized: "I'm so sorry, I forgot about you."
Tumi dropped the stone in his hand, but it was obvious that he was still unhappy with what Fu Yunge said: "Forget about me, huh. Why didn't you forget about me when you were seriously injured before?"
Fu Yunge knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he smiled and stepped forward to comfort her. After talking softly for a while, Tumi stopped being angry.
"Well, it's still midnight, do you want to go sleep for a while?" Fu Yunge glanced at the darkness in the sky and asked.
Dan Tumi shook his head: "No, I don't want to sleep now. When are we leaving from here?"
Fu Yunge was slightly stunned when he heard her asking this.
Indeed, they had been here for several days without even realizing it. Fu Yunge had been working hard these days, but he didn't feel that time was passing quickly.
It is really comfortable here, like a paradise that no one cares about, and being with each other, naturally it is extremely happy.
But they cannot ignore that the current lower world has fallen into dire straits under the control of Jiuche Xiaoying. The righteous path is in tatters, and the people's homes are ruined. Although they are relaxed here, how can they continue to live here with peace of mind?
Fu Yunge immediately thought of his master, senior Lang Chenyan, Bai Wuque and Dongfang Shiming. A kind of worry immediately burned in his heart, and he suddenly felt that he could not stay here for a moment.
"No, why don't we leave now..." Fu Yunge frowned and asked, "Yes, let's go to the Wine League and meet up with Dongfang Shiming first."
He really felt helpless now. Although he has broken through to the eleventh level of "The Thirteenth Level of Yunji", how much can he accomplish with just his own abilities and the sword in his hand?
The current situation is not about going out for revenge in a hurry, but about walking on thin ice, regrouping, and taking advantage of the situation to counterattack.
This has never been his strong suit. Gongsun Tan had that ability, but he was already dead. In addition, Dongfang Shiming is the only one who can make the calmest decision under the current situation.
But Tumi looked into his eyes and seemed a little worried about this method.
"But... this place is far away from the Wine Alliance." She thought for a moment and whispered, "And there are three religions over there. Think about it, Jiuche Xiaoying is very likely to attack there again."
Waking up with a start, Fu Yunge's head was buzzing when he heard what Tumi said.
Yes, she was right. Jiuche Xiaoying is now acting vigorously and resolutely, specializing in encircling and annihilating the powerful forces of the right path. Now that there are only three religious wine alliances left on the table, there is no guarantee that they will not take action.
Thinking about it further, since Dongfang Shiming is sitting there, he must have considered this situation. So, will he choose to migrate? Or disperse the power, or other methods?
All in all, if he blindly went to the Wine League to look for someone now, the best situation would be that he couldn't find anyone, and the worst situation would be that he would just encounter Jiuche Xiaoying's encirclement and annihilation army. No matter what, it was not what he wanted to meet.
So... what should we do?
"That's right!" Tumi suddenly shouted in his ear.
"What? Do you have any ideas?" Fu Yunge quickly turned around and asked her.
Tumi stretched out his hand, flapped his arms, and said to him excitedly: "That's it! Do you remember Huang Ying who listened to the song?"
Fu Yunge slapped his forehead, feeling very happy. But then he added: "Hey, in a place like this... can Huang Ying hear it?"
"Give it a try!" Tumi encouraged him.
Fu Yunge took a few deep breaths and nodded to Tumi.
For this reason, they really have no other good solution. Thinking that this place is probably not too far from Shuanggan Town, it might be possible.
"If you don't sing, it's difficult to travel. If you sing, you'll be drinking wine. I'll be so troubled if I lift up my sheep's intestines. Three hundred coins will please my mouth..."
Inspiring Qi Hai Zhenqi, Fu Yunge sang loudly, and the sound suddenly penetrated the hazy blood mist and spread far into the distance.
"Well, I hope the bad guys from Jiuche Xiaoying won't hear it..." Tumi folded his hands and whispered beside him.
Fuyun's song is filled with emotion and emotion, and the song is loud and loud. Soon Tumi was suppressing laughter again. He suppressed his embarrassment and continued singing.
The darkness is still as silent as a pool of darkness. Tumi quickly stopped laughing and looked towards the sky with a little worry.
The more I sang the Fuyun song, the less confident I became. Could it be that Huang Ying has really left and is nowhere to be found?
In fact, neither of them knew that the yellow eagle never needed to sing to receive the message. It was only for safety reasons that the recipient had to sing before he could get the letter and check it.
When Bai Wuque was in a critical situation, he had no time to tell the two of them. Therefore, Fu Yunge sang loudly for a long time, not to mention the yellow eagle, not even a pheasant feather was seen.
However, far away in the darkness, on the other side of the river, a familiar bird shadow was flapping its wings, following the source of the song.
This bird, however, was the Yellow Eagle, struggling to break through the layers of blood mist barriers and flying towards the mountain shade where the two of them were.
In fact, it really shouldn’t have been called upon to sing. But on the night when Shuanggan Town fell, its wings were also burned by flames, and it has been recovering in the nearby forest.
Huang Ying is spiritual. After witnessing the sea of fire in Shuanggan Town, he also had a premonition and knew that his family was in trouble. Just as he was about to recuperate and return, he unexpectedly heard the song calling for his sect again. Naturally, he became extremely excited and flew away quickly with spread wings.
At the source of the singing, Fu Yunge's voice was almost hoarse, but he still sang hard.
The hearts of both of them gradually sank into despair. Although he hasn't given up yet, after so long, Huang Ying will probably not be found.
Tumi began to cheer Fu Yunge up, and Fu Yunge blushed and sang dry tunes over and over again.
