Chapter 8 Returning to Hexu Mountain
"Your Highness, do you want to learn a gun from me?" The young general of the Shadow Wing Army, Gu Jing Bubo, showed a surprised look on his face for the first time.
"Yes, I am now in good health and can cultivate the Dao, so is there anything wrong with learning guns from you?" Zhao Yu sat on the board of the small yellow carriage, flipped through a book of Taoism in his hand, raised his head, looked at the young general, and said unhurriedly.
At this time, the little yellow carriage had been driving away from Jiangling City for three days, and had just left Jinzhou and entered the adjacent Ningzhou boundary.
"Although His Royal Highness has only started cultivating recently, he has been following his master for a long time, so the basic knowledge of cultivation should not be unfamiliar, there are thousands of avenues of heaven and earth, but manpower is limited, so whether it is in the human race, the alien race or the demon clan that is far away from the borders of all beasts, at the beginning of the cultivation, he will choose the direction of cultivation according to his talent and Dao soul, so whether it is a tool soul, a beast soul or a human soul that is unique in ten thousand, it is roughly divided into three directions, force, law, and sensitivity. ”
The young general saw that Zhao Yu nodded, paused and continued: "Strength cultivation, unparalleled defense, and strong destructive power with heavy weapons. Fa Xiu, high intelligence, moving mountains and reclamation, winning thousands of miles away, and Min Xiu, excellent speed, strong explosion, focusing on fighting skills, strong individual ability, I see His Royal Highness's current cultivation realm is a thousand miles a day, presumably he will be able to step into the virtual realm in a few days, awaken his talent and Dao soul, the lord of the Great Xia, Zhao's descendant is recognized as the first in the world in terms of law cultivation talent, I don't think there is any need to learn a gun with me, Min Xiu, right?"
"There are many skills, but not pressure. Zhao Yu looked serious.
The young general saw that Zhao Yu had made up his mind, and bowed his head and promised.
As everyone knows, Zhao Yu is also secretly bitter in his heart, where did he come from, his Dao soul is the damn broken ancient ruins system that refuses to open, and now he is also a dead horse as a live horse doctor, the ghost knows what kind of moth this system of killing a thousand knives is going to come out, at this time, I just hope to have more life-saving ability.
Ningzhou is not as beautiful as Jinzhou, its landform is dominated by plains, the Guining Plain composed of Guizhou and Ningzhou is the largest granary in Daxia, there are ten meters and seven Guining said, walking on the road, both sides are the seedlings that were just planted last month, the small seedlings in the rice field are planted very evenly, the horizontal and vertical are in a straight line, well organized, people look quite comfortable.
There is a young man in white clothes, his face is delicate and white, at first glance he is pampered, riding a high-headed horse, covered in bronze, stepping on the waterlogged official road splashing everywhere, holding two lotus leaf chickens that are special products of Ningzhou, catching up with the little yellow carriage that is resting from the rear.
That's right, our son Sima Annan was arrested by His Royal Highness the Imperial Grandson, as for the reason, as the son of Jiangling Taishou, even if he sneaked out, his pocket must be bulging.
Before he could open his mouth to invite meritorious deeds for the two lotus leaf chickens, he saw Zhao Yu standing in the drizzle with his legs slightly apart, holding the handle of a gun in his left and right hands, and raised it flat forward, motionless.
Sima Annan was muttering in his heart which of His Royal Highness the Imperial Grandson was singing, and was greeted by Zhao Yu, and from then on, there was one more person next to Zhao Yu's gun practice figure along the way, with a bitter face, and he also held two guns flat.
Moon stick, year knife, a lifetime of guns, practicing guns is very hard, but what Zhao Yu is not afraid of is hard work, every time he cultivates to the point that he is out of strength, he feels the nourishment of the vitality of heaven and earth on himself, and the feeling of growing strength is something he has never had before, he has some joy in his heart, and he feels that he has grasped a trace of destiny.
The days passed day by day in such a dull way, and in a blink of an eye, he had entered Guizhou, and the tiring days of traveling and accompanying the cultivation made Sima Annan no longer have the freshness of the past, shrugged his head, listless, sitting next to the bald man who was driving, one leg dangling in the air.
His bronze horse refused to get close to the Phantom-winged Beast, and was only willing to follow from a distance, which made him very annoyed, but the little yellow horse pulling the cart had recently developed a relationship with the Phantom-winged Beast, and even had to get together to eat, which made Sima Annan beat his chest, and once suspected that the famous horse he had spent a lot of money to obtain was a Xibei commodity dyed with green material.
The landform of Guizhou is quite peculiar, there is a huge mountain rising abruptly on the endless plain, as if falling from the sky, the name of the mountain is in the void, it is the first mountain in the southeast of Daxia, one of the eight forbidden places, it is the first place to see the sun in the vast land of Shenzhou, so it is called the sun and the moon.
There was a ghost-winged deputy general returning from the front, in a blink of an eye to the carriage, asking if it was stopped in Fengcheng, Sima Annan immediately shouted after hearing that he wanted to have a good meal, these days they have been sleeping in the open air, not entering the city, his mouth is about to fade out of the bird, there is a gold and silver treasure mountain but nowhere to show, it is simply uncomfortable for him, Zhao Yu, who was meditating and practicing in the carriage, opened his eyes, thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
Fengcheng is the capital of Guizhou, because it is backed by Hexu Mountain, and Hexu Mountain is one of the eight forbidden mountains in Great Xia, there are many strange beasts in the mountain, so Fengcheng in addition to resisting the impact of foreign beasts, it is also the largest trading place for fur and bones, countless furs, bones and fresh meat from hunters, gangs to chambers of commerce, and then exported to all parts of Great Xia, constituting a huge industrial chain.
The people who enter and leave the city every day do not know how many, the people in the various businesses come and go, the most is the hunter in the market directly selling, convenient and fast, occasionally encounter the goods can also open the mouth to sell more price.
The prosperity of Fengcheng is diametrically opposed to the prosperity of Gangneung, it is a kind of prosperity with a wild atmosphere and a bloody smell.
The urban layout of Fengcheng is also different from that of Jiangling, after all, it was a defensive city at the earliest, although there are few foreign beasts down the mountain now, but it still retains a strong and square city wall, and there is an army stationed outside the city, although it is not as strong as the four armies, but it also often deals with foreign beasts, and the combat power is good.
It is worth mentioning that the vitality of the heaven and earth in Hexu Mountain is rich and abnormal, and there are many blessed places in the caves, so many sects have established here.
The little yellow carriage slowly drove into the city through the tall city gate, and the ghost-winged beast was left in the military camp outside the city because it was too conspicuous, and then Sima Annan's famous horse bronze lord immediately became head high, full of confidence, indispensable to be pointed out and looked at, faintly this horse is really handsome, worthy of the praise of the bronze jue, the happy horse riding Sima Annan showed a smug smile, but he still has to work hard to remain reserved, maintain the image, quite hard, the little yellow horse on the side rolled his eyes disdainfully, as if to say: Fools have stupid horses.
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd, and everyone who entered the city rushed to turn their heads, looked at the city gate and gasped, and for a time the crowd was crowded, only to see a group of Taoist priests in Tsing Yi riding on-demand, there were men and women, carrying Taoist swords, all of them were very young, and the two people were arched by the stars, but they did not show a proud look, and they looked extraordinary.
The Taoist priest followed a pack cart, carrying a behemoth on it, fixed with ropes, the huge body extended beyond the pack cart, there was a grimace on the head, the fangs were exposed, the body was covered with pitch black scales, reflecting the light of leisure, there was a bloody hole on the grimace, presumably it was directly pierced and died, although it had been dead for a long time, but the momentum was still there, it was still terrifying.
"That's a ghost Jiao, the beast at the peak of the virtual realm won't be seen a few times a year in the entire Fengcheng!"
"It should be someone from the Sun Moon Sect, no wonder it is terrifying to be able to enter the Zhongrong Realm to hunt ghost Jiao!"
The group drove into the city gate unhurriedly under the gaze of the crowd, and the young Taoist priest led by the corner of his eyes swept over the small yellow carriage that happened to merge into the crowd on the side of the road, his eyes lit up, and then he was a little puzzled.