The ancient sage was riding on a smooth thousand-mile horse. The wild horse named Zhui Feng couldn't bear the thought of someone riding on his back and kept kicking him, trying to knock him to the ground.
Unexpectedly, Gu Shengchao grabbed the mane tightly and refused to let go. Zhuifeng had to use various tricks to get rid of the restraint.
First he rushes hard and then stops suddenly. Gu Shengchao already knows this move. He clamps his legs tightly on the horse's belly, not afraid of it changing speed at will.
Then the body was jumping up and down, riding on it without a saddle, like a small boat in the stormy waves. It was difficult to control the body under the violent shaking.
Fortunately, the ancient sage Chao had strong inner strength. No matter how he jumped in pursuit of the wind, he remained as steady as Mount Tai.
Seeing that he couldn't get rid of Gu Shengchao, Zhui Feng simply rolled on the grass repeatedly, trying to force him to leave by cheating.
It was only by chance and luck that he was able to ride on the horse, but Gu Shengchao was unwilling to give up.
This horse runs fast and has a wide range of activities. If this opportunity is missed, no one knows when we will meet again.
Determined to tame it, Gu Shengchao used his iron arm magic to protect himself. He grasped the mane with both hands and clamped the horse's belly with both legs. No one would accept the resistance of one person and one horse.
After struggling all night, Zhui Feng still couldn't break free from Gu Shengchao's control.
At this moment, the morning glow turned half of the sky red, and a red sun slowly rose from the distant sky, looking extremely huge against the vast expanse of grassland.
Zhuifeng seemed to have endless strength, leaping high into the morning sun, screaming, and running towards the east.
Without stopping, we passed through many pastures. Herders’ tents were scattered on the grass, attracting admiring glances from many herdsmen.
Wearing the clothes of the Dawu Dynasty, he was considered an outsider in the eyes of the shepherds. He actually rode a horse without any saddle and ran wildly. Even people who grew up on the grassland found it difficult to do.
It wasn't until the sun set and night enveloped the entire grassland again that Zhui Feng slowly stopped and paced back and forth on the grass. Later, probably because he was hungry, he lowered his head to nibble on the green tender grass.
Gu Shengchao hasn't had enough water since he got on the horse, and he doesn't dare to sleep for fear of falling off the horse.
Now the horse was walking slowly, and he looked around at the endless pasture. He couldn't find any water source even if he wanted to drink water.
In this case, I would simply take a nap on the horse and wait for dawn before making plans.
Zhui Feng seemed to understand that the man he was riding on his back was difficult to deal with, so he just ate the grass slowly and stopped resisting.
They were probably full, and the horses were tired and stood motionless on the grassland.
Gu Shengchao looked sideways. Zhui Feng closed his eyes and lowered his head slightly. He must have fallen asleep.
While the horse was resting, Gu Shengchao also lay on the horse's back and took the time to sleep.
The horse's sleep time was short, and Gu Shengchao felt that he just took a nap. Zhui Feng started walking again, and he woke up quickly and did not dare to sleep to death.
Walking slowly on the grassland, Chasing the Wind seems to be patrolling his own territory.
Time passed, and it took a long time before Zhui Feng fell asleep again.
One person and one horse spent the whole night, and the east turned white again.
The ancient sage looked far into the distance. There seemed to be a river in the distance, like a gray ribbon hidden in the grass.
He tentatively rode forward, chased the wind and snorted, and actually followed the instructions and jogged in that direction.
There was a burst of joy in my heart, it seemed that Zhui Feng was beginning to recognize his master.
Not far away, there was indeed a clear river ahead.
After carefully dismounting, Zhui Feng looked at him sideways and did not run away. Only then did Gu Shengchao feel relieved and went to the river to drink water.
Returning to the horse, Zhui Feng stretched out his big black head and rubbed against him, getting familiar with the smell of his master.
Caressing Zhui Feng affectionately, Gu Shengchao was excited to get such a BMW.
Hungry in his belly, he looked up and saw the undulating low hills, and the endless green grass seemed to spread a green blanket over the earth.
Gu Shengchao got on his horse and rode to the highest point nearby. He looked around and found that there seemed to be rolling mountains in the northeast.
Probably because the mountain is low, because the distance is too far, only a blur of dark green can be seen across it.
There must be wild animals in the mountains, so he can find ways to satisfy his hunger. He tapped the horse lightly with his palm and ran towards it.
Looking at the mountain is exhausting.
It doesn't feel so far away from a distance, but when you really set out, you realize it's just out of reach.
It was past noon, and the mountains gradually became clearer, and the dense woods above could be seen.
Even so, it was almost sunset before we arrived at the foot of the mountain.
Looking up, you can see that the continuous mountains are not too short, and the lush forests cover all the mountains.
Holding back the discomfort caused by hunger, Gu Shengchao looked around.
There was a man lying on his side on the grass not far away. He was not dressed like a shepherd. He seemed to be tired and lying there to sleep.
As the horse passed by slowly, I realized that the man had a three-inch long scimitar stuck in his chest. His blood dyed the grass under him red, and he was already dead.
The scimitar looks familiar, I should have seen it somewhere.
Suddenly, on the roof of the boat on the Luoxian Lake of the Dawu Dynasty, the black-faced woman whom she met while fighting with the old eunuch Wen Zhe, the weapons in her hands were exactly a pair of scimitars like this, but they were longer than the ones in front of her. Bigger.
Dark Moon Hall!
Gu Shengchao had an impression of this sect after hearing it introduced by Wan Ruo.
He immediately looked around and became alert.
Although the Iron Arm Magic is good, it seriously affects his perception and cannot detect hidden dangers in time. He will not use it unless it is a last resort.
The ancient sage calmed down and sensed all the breathing creatures around him.
There were messy footprints on the grass, and he rode forward slowly along the remaining tracks.
After walking about five or six miles, three breaths appeared in the front right position.
Riding his horse slowly over, he saw a thin herdsman standing there in the distance. Two strong men dressed in the Central Plains area, one on the left and one on the right, slowly approached, waiting for an opportunity to attack.
Two strong men, one holding a sword and the other holding a knife, the shepherd held a small scimitar in each hand and backed away cautiously.
The large animal skin robe worn by the herdsman was not clean, but probably faded due to wearing it for a long time. The obviously dirty hair was casually draped down to cover his face.
He held two scimitars on his chest and did not deliberately observe his surroundings. In front of a powerful enemy, he lowered his head as if thinking about a problem.
It was clear to Gu Shengchao that the man was using his senses to detect the surrounding situation.
Are there any accomplices?
Gu Shengchao's perception spread out and no one else was found.
Suddenly, ripples appeared on the edge of his perception. In his foggy world of perception, he discovered traces of tentacle-like threads, intruding into his range of perception to explore.
In surprise, Gu Shengchao noticed that the man's ears turned towards him, listening to the sound.
Only then did he understand that the abnormality that had just occurred must be due to the conflict, intertwining and entanglement between the two people's perceptions.
The ancient sage was horrified. On the vast grassland, an ordinary shepherd actually had the same super sensory ability as him.
Not daring to disturb the other party, Gu Shengchao put away his senses and watched the changes from a distance.
Under the interference of Gu Shengchao, the herdsman hesitated for a moment. The two people beside him seized the opportunity and attacked at the same time.
The shepherd was covered in the light and shadow of the sword.
The shepherd's scimitar was short and small, and his already weak body had no choice but to fight with the opponent's hard steel.
In an instant, both scimitars were thrown at the man wielding the sword, taking advantage of him to defend with his sword, temporarily blocking the fierce attack.
Seeing the big knife hitting his head, at the critical moment, the herdsman ducked under the man's armpit and ducked behind him.
Taking advantage of the opponent's stunned moment, a scimitar appeared in his hand and stabbed the person in the back from behind.
The shepherd succeeded with one blow and quickly retreated without drawing his sword.
At this time, the man who wielded the knife had already raised the knife back with his backhand. After a little delay, the shepherd was cut into two pieces.
The man who wielded the sword missed, closed his eyes in pain, fell straight down, and died in despair.
Watching his companions die, the sword wielder knocked down the two scimitars flying in the air, but he did not dare to act rashly.
Holding the sword in both hands, he cautiously approached the shepherd and shouted sternly: "Who are you, and why do you know the kung fu of our Central Plains Dark Moon Hall?"
The shepherd did not answer, but took out two more scimitars in his hands and backed away slowly.
He lowered his head and felt every move of the other party.
The distance between the two was getting closer and closer. The man with the sword was afraid of the shepherd's flying knife, and it seemed that he wanted to fight in close quarters.
The shepherd judged the opponent's intention, and before he could get closer, the two scimitars spun out again.
This time, without interference, the shepherd could concentrate on controlling the scimitar. Even if it was knocked away by the opponent's sword, he could still slash at the opponent again after adjusting in the air.
The two scimitars rotated at high speed, constantly threatening the opponent from different directions.
Tired of dealing with the dangers posed by the scimitar, gradually the man wielding the sword ignored the shepherd who actually controlled the scimitar.
Seeing that the time was right, the shepherd waved his hands, and two more scimitars circled above the opponent's head.
The man wielding the sword had to deal with the two scimitars beside him, and also be wary of the two scimitars above his head.
All his energy was focused on the scimitar. By the time he realized something was wrong, a gust of wind had already reached his chest.
It was too late for him to dodge again.
"puff!"
A scimitar was inserted into his chest. The man stared at the scimitar and fell down unwillingly.
The scimitar thrown by the shepherd did not have any fancy rotation. It only took a moment from the moment it was released to the moment it hit the target.
He stretched out his hand, and all four scimitars hovering in the air returned to the shepherd's hands.
The shepherd raised his head, looked towards Gu Shengchao and asked.
Judging from the shepherd's clothing, he should be a weathered elder, but his voice sounded crisp, like an innocent little girl.
The ancient sage didn't understand Beihu's words, so he had to remain silent.
"Are you in the same group?"
When the shepherd speaks, he can also speak the Mandarin dialect of the Central Plains.
Finally able to understand, Gu Shengchao shook his head and said: "I don't know them, I just passed by."
"You're lying. This place is remote, and it's equally deserted if you go further inside. If you were passing by, where would you go, and where would your home be?"
The shepherd's voice was pleasant, but the questions he raised made Gu Shengchao not know where to start.
When he first arrived, he couldn't even make up lies.
