Chapter 132: Stepping on the snow without a trace

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The tremors on the ground became stronger and stronger. Not far away, smoke and dust were everywhere, and the sand and rocks were shaking.

Chu Cheng looked over and saw dozens of carriages rushing towards this direction. Especially the leader, riding a fiery red BMW, with hooves tumbling, long mane flying, hooves never leaving the ground, galloping very fast.

After a while, the carriages approached, and the smoke dissipated, revealing the figure of the leader.

This man was about forty years old, with white hair on his temples, but he was full of energy and exuded a strong aura.

Chu Cheng stared at the middle-aged man with a stern look on his face. This middle-aged monk made him feel like a fierce tiger, as motionless as a mountain and as moving as thunder.

This man couldn't feel a trace of spiritual power fluctuations, but he was extremely powerful. Not weaker than any Qi gathering monk!

"Martial arts innate perfection!" Chu Cheng's eyes flashed, a little surprised.

The innate martial arts corresponds to the Qi Gathering monk, and the innate Dzogchen master is naturally comparable to the tenth level of Qi Gathering Dzogchen. Moreover, Xiantian Dzogchen has touched a hint of the unity of heaven and man, and can fly in the air for a short time.

At this point, ordinary monks at the tenth level of Qi gathering are naturally no match for the innate masters of martial arts.

An innate martial artist can hold an official position in any country, and a perfect master can be directly knighted.

Chu Cheng was a little surprised that he would meet an innate master in such a wilderness. This man's aura is much stronger than that of his grandfather Chu Ba, and he is the strongest among the innate masters he has ever met.

At this time, when the middle-aged man saw the corpses on the ground, he frowned and looked at the man in black covered in blood, showing his guard.

More than a hundred people behind the middle-aged man drew their weapons at this moment.

Chu Cheng looked at the people behind the middle-aged man and was also surprised. There are actually more than a dozen innate masters, and the rest are all body-tempering warriors. These people are a super power in any country.

"Who are you?" the middle-aged man asked, his brows widening.

Chu Cheng had a delicate appearance, his eyes were very clear, and there was no trace of murderous intent, but he was covered in blood.

The more powerful a master is, the calmer he is and will not reveal his murderous intent easily, because his murderous intent only appears at the moment before the opponent falls.

The middle-aged man looked at Chu Cheng calmly, but he did not let go of his guard at all. Instead, he became even more alert.

The magic swords in the hands of each of the corpses were all of middle grade or above. In the mortal world, they could be called peerless swords. Anyone armed with such a weapon must be a peerless master. But these dozen masters all fell into a pool of blood, leaving only this young man in black.

This shows what? This shows that these people were killed by young men in black. This shows that this young man in black is very dangerous!

"I have met my friends!" Chu Cheng spoke, cupping his fists and saying, "I am a person from the Huang Kingdom, the grandson of Wu Linghou, Chu Cheng!"

"I have been traveling for several years, and today I met a group of monks who wanted to take away my family heirloom." Chu Cheng continued: "Of course I would not agree, so there was some dispute."

"Monk?" The middle-aged man frowned. Some warriors have always looked down upon him. Low-level monks only know a few spells and flying skills. In terms of close combat, they are still no match for warriors like them.

The middle-aged man looked at the swords and suddenly understood. Only monks have such good weapons.

When I saw the man in black again, he was covered in blood, and he was obviously seriously injured.

Facing more than a dozen monks, even a middle-aged man would not dare to become an enemy easily even if he met them alone. This is a sure-lost ending!

The middle-aged man believed it a little and secretly thought that this young man was very powerful.

"It turns out he's a friend of Huang Guo. I'm glad to meet you!" Although the middle-aged man believed it somewhat, he was still a little suspicious.

The Huang Kingdom is considered a big country in Green Continent, but its aesthetics are really unflattering. Logically speaking, people in the Huang Kingdom should be fat and big-eared.

Seeing that the middle-aged man was still sizing him up, Chu Cheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he had to say: "A man once said something to me. He said that pigs are still useful when they are full, but what about you? Sour meat is boring. It’s a pity to waste all your flesh like a pig.”

Chu Cheng paused and continued: "That day, I was so angry that I beat the man into a pig's head and vowed to change his body, so he became like this."

"Hahaha!" The people behind him also laughed after hearing this.

As a strong man, a middle-aged man would naturally not laugh at another strong man in front of him. Holding back his smile, he said, "Zhou is from Dashan Country. If we are friends and don't mind, how about we go on the road together?"

After the Dashan Kingdom is the Yi Kingdom, then the Bei Kingdom, and after passing the Bei Kingdom is the Huang Kingdom.

The middle-aged man saw that Chu Cheng had been seriously injured and that his martial arts attainment had reached such a high level at such a young age, so he felt pity for his talent.

"Thank you so much, Brother Zhou!" Chu Cheng clasped his fists in thanks. Now he is being chased by Qingzhou monks. If he is mixed in the crowd, he should be able to escape the pursuit.

After he recovers from his injuries and advances to foundation building, he will not be afraid of anyone unless the golden elixir is born! Even if you encounter a liquid condensation cultivator, you can still escape.

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Four days later, the group traveled more than three thousand miles and were still about two thousand miles away from Dashan Country.

At this time, Chu Cheng was sitting alone in a carriage with his eyes closed and breathing. After four days of training, his injuries had improved to some extent, and his strength had returned to 60% of his peak strength.

Even though it was only 60%, it was enough for Chu Cheng to protect himself. Sixty percent of the strength is enough to kill an ordinary foundation-building monk.

Now, Chu Cheng's cultivation has reached a saturation point and he only owes the east wind.

In just three days, the Taichu space will open again, and it will be the time for Chu Cheng to refine the Ji Dao Dan.

At that time, a supreme being will appear in Qingzhou Continent! Chu Cheng will enter the foundation building realm at the extreme level and become the strongest foundation building monk in history!

"Hey!" A voice sounded outside the carriage, followed by the sound of horse hooves hitting the ground, and the entire convoy stopped.

"Huh!" Chu Cheng opened his eyes at this moment and exhaled a breath of dirty air.

"Sixty percent!" Chu Cheng smiled softly, turned around and opened the curtains, looking outside.

There are many stars in the sky, like pearls, embedded in the sky, as beautiful as a picture.

Chu Cheng was in a very happy mood. After many days of chasing, he finally had a moment of respite. In four days, most of his injuries had recovered.

In the four days I spent in this convoy, I encountered no resistance from the monks.

Two days ago, Chu Cheng felt a few late-stage Qi gathering auras searching for something, but they left quickly.

When the Qi Gathering monks saw that there were more than a dozen innate martial arts masters in the convoy, they were quite afraid and did not dare to investigate easily.

The carriage stopped, there was rustling outside, and the people began to prepare to light a fire.

After a while, white smoke floated outside, and the fire illuminated the dark night.

The sound of footsteps came from outside the carriage. The footsteps were very light but very steady. Each step had the same frequency and the same sound.

The internal strength of this person must be very deep. Those powerful warriors and peerless masters of the Tongmai Realm have all reached the point where they can step on the snow without leaving a trace.

"Brother Chu! It's cold today, I'm afraid it's going to snow. Come out and have a cup of hot wine to warm yourself up." A middle-aged man shouted loudly outside the carriage.

Chu Cheng opened the curtain and raised his head slightly to look at the sky, which was dotted with stars.

Under the moonlight, the wind is cold and the snow is light. It’s winter again, and it’s the end of the year.

"Thank you so much, Brother Zhou!" Chu Cheng clasped his fists in thanks and walked out of the carriage.

This middle-aged man's name is Zhou Wei, and he is said to be the head of a bodyguard agency in Dashan. But these Chu Cheng naturally would not believe that a martial artist with innate perfection in martial arts was enough to be appointed an official and a general.

However, Chu Cheng was still grateful to Zhou Wei. In the past four days, Zhou Wei had taken good care of him.

In this world of intrigues, not many people can do this to a stranger.

The goods they transported were also valuable, but they were not prepared at all against Chu Cheng.

Whether it's being overly arrogant or having good intentions. This is a hidden crisis for them.

If Chu Cheng is that kind of ungrateful person, then when he recovers from his injuries, even with his current strength, he can kill all these more than a hundred people.

For this alone, Zhou Wei deserves to be grateful, because their help allowed Chu Cheng to avoid several kills.

At that time, Chu Cheng had not slept for many days, was covered with injuries, and was almost exhausted. If he encountered a few more obstacles, he would probably die.

Chu Cheng got off the carriage, followed Zhou Wei, and walked towards the red fire.

The light snow fell from the sky, falling on the trees, the grass, and people.

Chu Cheng looked at the moonlight. The white snow was very clear under the moonlight, as if it was not snow but starlight.

The wanderer has left his hometown for another winter. This winter is over and spring will come again. This new year is the fifth year since Chu Cheng left home.

I wonder how old Mr. Hou is doing? How white is your hair? How deep are the lines at the corners of your parents' eyes?

Chu Cheng is homesick, missing his home in this world, his destination in this world...

He closed his eyes and stopped looking at the bright moon, filled with longing in his heart.

The bright moon is still there, and the stars are gathering towards Chu Cheng's body.

The bright moon in the sky, the distant stream, and the white earth all have stars floating in them.

Those star points rushed toward Chu Cheng's body at a speed invisible to the naked eye. His injuries were also healing quickly in these starlights.

Watching the moonlight at night, it appears again after a year in this snow.

Chu Cheng's aura improved from a little bit to a sudden increase.

Seventy percent, eighty percent, ninety percent...peak!

His aura suddenly changed, and even this wind and snow were in vain!

The snow is no longer swaying, the wind is no longer howling, the world seems to be frozen in this scene!

Zhou Wei on the side noticed this scene, turned around and was shocked!

"Treading the snow without a trace!" His mind was shaken, and he was shocked by this scene!

There is no trace of walking on the snow. This belongs to the realm of martial arts, which is called the unity of heaven and man!

In the entire Dashan Kingdom, there are only five peerless masters in the Tongmai realm! But this Chu Cheng is so young! This is beyond common sense.

At this time, Chu Cheng's aura shimmered, his whole body was wrapped in stars, and under his feet was a thick piece of snow.

He walked in the snow, leaving no mark along the way, as if he had melted with the snow.