Outside Yunshuang City, deep in the stone forest for more than ten miles.
Murong Yu, Yun Mingxue, and Wang Xiaoliu and Wang Quan each rode a horse and walked slowly along the way.
Sometimes Yun Mingxue took the initiative to stop and chat with the merchants and hawkers she met on the road. It seemed that she always liked to inquire about the latest news in various parts of the Yunxia Dynasty. Sometimes when she met a roadside vendor, Murong Yu would get upset. Pidian got off his horse and found an empty table and bench, eagerly waiting for his meal.
Wang Xiaoliu was reluctant. The friendship between him and several people could be called life and death acquaintances. Whether it was the battle in Bugui City or the subsequent long journey, it was hard to say how familiar they were. I always feel half-baked and unable to start a conversation, so I just drift with the crowd.
On the contrary, Wang Quan was more enthusiastic along the way. At this moment, Wang Quan was stuck in the embarrassing situation of being just one step away from the fifth realm, and Wang Xiaoliu had just made a breakthrough. This was the time when his experience was most clear and clear. Therefore, Wang Quan and Wang Quan were together all the way. Wang Xiaoliu kept asking for advice, and gradually he became familiar with Wang Xiaoliu.
"The fifth realm of mountain-shaking, in martial arts, represents the ability to shake mountains. The thing that has the greatest impact on my feelings should be a kind of fighting spirit. I am not sure whether this is the same for every warrior. , you can just use it as a reference.”
Wang Xiaoliu told Wang Quan that he had signs of breaking through after the battle in No Return City, but the injuries in that battle were too severe after all, and he could not recover for nearly a month, and he lacked strength. He has been staying at the peak of the fourth realm for a long time.
It wasn't until he arrived at Prince Yun's Mansion that his injuries officially improved and recovered, and he finally made a breakthrough.
It can be said that in fact, in the battle in the City of No Return, he refused to retreat until he fainted at the last moment, which destined Wang Xiaoliu to win the fifth realm as long as he survived, and no one could stop him.
"Are you so brave that you are not afraid of death?"
Wang Quan frowned, looking like he had a headache.
He has a loose nature, and although he occasionally encounters difficult battles, he will fight to the death, but even if he fights, it is to survive, and he does not have the momentum and spirit to sacrifice himself for others as Wang Xiaoliu said.
Wang Xiaoliu looked at Wang Quan's frowning expression, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Two days ago, I heard that King Yun was chatting with a guest in the palace. I heard them say that the root of a cultivator lies in his own spirituality, while a martial artist does not. It all depends on one's mind. For example, the state of riding the wind is the yearning for freedom and the yearning to get rid of the constraints. Many martial artists easily become lazy after reaching this state, and even gradually become content with the status quo, never seeing the fifth state in their lives. But this kind of freedom is actually constrained, like being trapped by invisible shackles. If you want to break it, you need a strong enough spirit. Once you break the cage, you will be in the mountain-shaking realm."
Wang Quan gained a little bit, but not much. He seemed to have some vague ideas.
At this moment, a figure appeared in front of the two people who were drinking on the curb after ordering two bottles of wine from the boss.
It was an elegant man wearing a long gown with a small beard. He did not have the slightest aura of a strong man. He looked like an ordinary person passing by. However, when he arrived in front of the two of them, neither of them even noticed it in advance.
Wang Xiaoliu was very alert and was about to stand up suddenly, but in the next moment, the elegant man gently raised his left hand. His move seemed very slow, but it was inevitable, and he pressed it down easily. On Wang Xiaoliu's forehead, Wang Xiaoliu was unable to move at all, as if someone had pinned him down.
This was a very horrifying scene, and Wang Quan's heart suddenly rushed to his throat.
Wang Xiaoliu had truly broken through to the fifth level of the Mountain-shaking Realm. The warrior's physical strength had reached an astonishing level, but at this moment he was more fragile than a child and was completely restrained. Wang Quan did not dare to think about what was happening in front of him. What level of master is a person?
"die!"
The elegant man smiled slightly, continued to press Wang Xiaoliu with his left hand, and gently raised his right hand. With an extremely contemptuous gesture, he poked Wang Quan's forehead and eyebrow with only one finger.
At this moment, Wang Quan felt as if he had been forcibly pushed away from this world and was trapped in a special stagnant space. The air around him was as solid as steel, as if a cage had trapped him.
But that finger seemed to become as huge as the sky, and every fingerprint on it was clearly visible. It was like a crack in the abyss of the world. It was so compressed that it was as if the sky had collapsed.
"I'm going to die? Who is this person? Why do you want to kill me?"
Wang Xiaoliu was terrified. He had no doubt what would happen to him once this finger fell on him, but he tried his best but couldn't move at all. The invisible barrier that surrounded him was like a pliers. Clamped to death.
As the smell of death became stronger and stronger, Wang Xiaoliu's heart sank a little bit. Memories from childhood to adulthood appeared in his mind like a drama, those experiences of learning arts, and those feelings of wandering in the rivers and lakes. , and the scenes of getting along with new friends in the past one or two months, etc.
Suddenly, he felt that the world was worth cherishing, instead of just muddle along as free and carefree as before. He wanted to live, he didn't want to die.
People's will to survive is like the fire that remains stubborn after heavy rain in the wilderness. As a gust of wind blows, it will become strong again and gradually start a prairie fire.
"Buzz!"
It was as if an invisible barrier had been pierced in his mind. The martial arts energy in Wang Quan's body suddenly became active and excited. His vision became clearer than before, and his perception and control of his body seemed to improve in an instant. several orders of magnitude.
With a 'bang' sound, the air pressure around Wang Quan cracked like glass porcelain, then shattered and disappeared, and the free wind appeared in Wang Quan's perception again.
"The boy is teachable!"
The elegant man smiled lightly, bent his index finger slightly, and lightly flicked Wang Quan's head on the forehead even though Wang Quan could not resist or avoid it even after breaking through to the fifth level.
At the same time, the pressure on Wang Xiaoliu had also disappeared. Wang Xiaoliu and Wang Quan looked at each other. Both of them were confused and confused. They didn't know what the person in front of them meant, whether he was an enemy or a friend. .
"You are Xiaoyu's friends and my juniors. You are all pretty talented. If you work hard, you should be able to make a name for yourself in the world in the future."
The elegant man smiled lightly and said a simple sentence, which could be regarded as an explanation.
"Xiaoyu?"
Wang Xiaoliu and Wang Quan followed the man's gaze to the roadside stall and looked at the girl with a single ponytail who was immersed in cooking there.
The elegant man turned around and walked towards Murong Yu. He flipped it over and threw a wooden box to Wang Quan: "Young man, you have a strong sword intention, but the broken knife in your arms is really useless. This is my I give you a sword that I used in my early years. The name of the sword is 'Mountain Ghost'. I hope you won't disgrace it."
Before Wang Quan and Wang Xiaoliu could react, the figure of the elegant man had already crossed the distance and appeared at the side of the stall. They only saw the man smiling bitterly and shaking his head, with a hint of helplessness and distress in his expression. Then he disappeared together with Murong Yu.
