Turning his hands behind his back, a faint beam of light gradually rose up in his originally dead eyes.
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It was a thick autumn, and at this moment, the lower world was only surrounded by beacon smoke and dust, and the sky was covered with blood mist.
The brilliance of the Tianzhu is dim, but it is still trying its best to support the two continents. And just above the sky in the lower realm, beyond the sea of clouds, the autumn sky is full of magpie flowers and brilliant colors. When the wild geese return home in the evening, they will not change the color of Shengping Yonghe.
The eyes are full of red leaves in Dusk Mountain, but there is no trace of blood mist. The haze is magnificent, stretching from the other side of the peaks to the other side of the dome.
Just before everything was still and night fell, a pair of bamboo sticks and mango shoes slowly walked towards the outer city near Tianzhu with unsteady steps.
The loess road is no different from the sky in the lower world, but those who come here have a lot of sand in their shoes. But he didn't stop at all, holding on to the wooden stick and moving forward hard, so he didn't waste much time.
However, his physical strength was exhausted along the way, and his already weak body became even more tired and sore.
Bo Wuque came to the inn and found an empty table and reluctantly sat down. As soon as he touched the seat, his legs suddenly felt numb and painful.
"Hiss..." He was stimulated by the pain, and his face was distorted. Adjust your luck according to the law, and it took a while to calm down.
Logically speaking, he can never go any further in this state.
Considering his health, he initially planned to eat and rest here before continuing his journey overnight. But it seemed that he would find a carriage here that would be more secure.
Looking at the bustling crowd around him, Bai Wuque secretly digested the pain. After a while, his expression finally returned to normal.
The store owner was busy taking care of other customers, even though Bo Wuque didn't order anything here, nor was he chased away. After a while, he called the waiter in a low voice and ordered a few simple meals.
Soon, several light vegetarian dishes were served.
Even with injuries on his body, Bai Wuque couldn't bear fish and meat. But with just a bowl of white rice and a few vegetables in front of me, it feels difficult to make up for the previous nutritional consumption.
But he was still hungry after all. Picking up the chopsticks, Bai Wuque didn't care about anything else. He swallowed like a refugee. Most of the food was gone, and most of the food was left with only some clear soup and little water on the plate.
After eating, Bai Wuque wiped his mouth and rested for a moment in his seat, wanting to pick up the wooden stick next to him and continue on his way.
From here to Tingzhou, it still takes three or two days including the waterway. He couldn't delay any longer.
However, just as he was thinking this, he turned back to grab the wooden stick, but found nothing.
The wooden stick that was behind him just now was gone. Bai Wuque was frightened, fearing that the store would take it away and burn it as a fire stick, so he would have to ask them to give him a new one as soon as possible.
Turning around to confirm again, his stick was indeed gone.
Bai Wuque staggered, holding on to the corner of the table to get up. But at this moment, a figure clinging to the back suddenly rushed into view.
The man was not far behind Bai Wuque. He had already appeared here at some point. At this moment, he was holding a wooden stick across his hands, just like the stick that Bai Wuque couldn't find.
However, when Bai Wuque saw the man's appearance, his pupils suddenly narrowed without even recognizing him carefully.
With a "bang", Bai Wuque seemed to be frightened, his body lost balance, he fell backwards, and his shoulder blades hit the edge of the table. The heavy wooden table made a "sting" sound and was pushed a few feet away.
But the moment he fell, the person in front of him immediately reached out and grabbed his arm.
The force was neither light nor heavy, but it was just enough to stabilize Bai Wuque's falling body. Bai Wuque was stunned for a moment, then regained his composure, silently raised his waist, and took the wooden stick handed over by the man's other hand.
The noise caused many people around to look sideways. Bai Wuque looked at the person in front of him, then shook his head stiffly.
The man's eyes were as calm as water. He took out some money and threw it on Bo Wuque's table, then pulled him and left quickly.
There were sparse lights outside the store, and yellow lights flickered on the street. Pedestrians intertwined, and two people passed through the gaps between them, like fish swimming against the current in shallow water.
The air is already a little cooler. By the time the lights dimmed, the breath he was breathing had already made his nostrils wrinkle slightly.
They are not slow. In other words, Lu Shanling's speed was not slow. Bai Wuque held the wooden stick tightly and followed silently with trembling legs. But even so, his back was soaked with sweat all the way out of the city.
The neat bluestone floor inside was replaced by yellow sand after leaving the city. The rustling weeds in the distance swayed their waists, and looked as white as snow under the bright autumn night.
The fluttering fluffs fluttered, and their roots brushed over the city wall, twinkling under the stars and moon.
The two of them walked all the way to the base of the city wall, and there was no one around. The rustling sound of wind filled the air, like the whisper of autumn insects in my ears.
"Why...are you here?" Bai Wuque panted for a while, then raised his head and asked.
After all, Lu Shanling usually only lives in Tingzhou Yiwang and rarely goes out to roam. Bai Wuque was naturally surprised to meet him here this time.
Lu Shanling raised her eyebrows, but didn't speak immediately. His eyes were sizing up Bo Wuque, and soon he made a move.
Twisting a piece of fluffy grass that rubbed against her cheek, Lu Shanling took a step forward, and a little cyan light rose from her palm.
In an instant, the soft fluffy grass straightened instantly. After exerting Lushanling's internal energy, the grass stems immediately became as strong as silver needles. Lu Shanling, with quick eyes and quick hands, identified Bai Wuque's Taicang acupuncture point and plunged it in at once.
The muscles and blood were connected, Lu Shanling encouraged himself at the same time, and a steady stream of true energy melted into Bai Wuque's body along a piece of fluffy grass. Bai Wuque felt his whole body swell, and a burst of vitality rose into the pit of his heart.
The energy flowed through his meridians and soon penetrated his whole body. As Lu Shanling's true energy poured in, his meridians seemed to be tightly sucked by fluffy grass, sucking in every ray of true energy that poured in.
As a disciple of Lu Shanling, Bai Wuque knew that this was his "Yuanmu Gong". The two people are connected to the sea of qi through the vegetation, thereby achieving the effect of quickly repairing wounds and restoring vitality.
"You..." He narrowed his eyes and opened his lips with difficulty.
Lu Shanling ignored his words and pressed his throat with one hand.
In an instant, two Yuan Gong went in and out, taking control of Bai Wuque's body. Bai Wuque only felt that his throat was hot and painful, but he was unable to speak.
The uncomfortable feeling makes every second feel like a year. Bai Wuque held his breath attentively. He didn't know how long he had been suffering. Gradually, the heat began to escape from his body.
The sweat evaporated from her body at the same time. Lu Shanling withdrew one hand and calmly and calmly pulled out the blackened grass.
The moment Pengcao pulled away, Bai Wuque fell to his knees weakly. He was breathing heavily, and even the tips of his hair were soaked in cold sweat.
