Chapter Fifty-Four: People Are Sword-Wise

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The wheels were rattling, and the sun was dappling through the treetops.

Lying on the wooden box of the cart, he opened his eyes with a lazy appearance, grinned slightly, and raised his hand to say hello.

The two horses followed behind were two middle-aged men, named Fuhong and Fuda, who just walked forward silently, ignoring the movement on the car at all.

These two people are not bad, at least they are much better looking than the faces of that Jiao Lao and Ye Tianlong. Since people are traveling with themselves, there is no need to blame them all!

Thinking like this, Wu Yi reached out and groped in his arms for a moment, and took out a booklet, which was the "Immortal Dao Collection" of Yujing Peak Zongbao.

When I looked at the brother and sister before, it was not my eyesight, but an inexplicable thing emanating from the center of my eyebrows, but it could easily penetrate the wood and stone barriers, or people's clothes, but it was detected by Hu Yancheng. There was a kind of embarrassment of being caught peeping, and he said that it was divine sense.

What is Divine Consciousness?

It is outlined in the "Immortal Dao Collection" that divine consciousness is a kind of realm supernatural power of monks, with wisdom speaking, conscious speaking, divine soul speaking, and heavenly eye speaking, which is very different from the five senses and six senses, which is a mixture of essence, qi, and spirit, just like me, omniscient, omniscient. With this divine consciousness, it is like opening the eyes of heaven, and seeing, hearing, smelling, smelling, touching, as well as eyes, ears, mouth, nose, body, and mind, will be earth-shaking differences, and with the improvement of cultivation, they will become more and more powerful. Until you see through yin and yang, insight into thousands of miles, and so on.

I'm a mortal without spiritual roots, so where did I get my divine sense?

And from Hu Yancheng's questioning, as well as the description of the "Immortal Dao Collection", it is not difficult to guess that I clearly have divine sense, and I can put it away at will.

Tsk, have I become a monk too?

I'm a mortal, I can't meditate and cultivate!

Blameless put the book on his face, covered his lower abdomen with his hands, and his thoughts fluttered.

There is a cloud in the "Immortal Dao Collection", and the monk starts with the practice of qi, and takes essence, qi, and god as the three treasures, and each dwells in the dantian, which is the foundation of life. It is also known as the three palaces, the Shangyuan mud pill knows the sea, the Zhongyuan Jiang Palace, the house of the gods, and the Xia Yuan Dantian Qi Sea, the place of hiding life. But any monk, open the entrance, go to the three elements, meet the divine will, reverse the meridians, you can cut the hair and wash the marrow, reborn, and embark on the immortal road from then on......

Blameless removed the booklet from his face, staring silently at his dark arm thoughtfully.

Since the moment the dagger disappeared, the body has been constantly changing, isn't it a sign of cutting hair and washing the marrow? Especially the torrent whirlpool, which exploded in the ears, then moved to the chest, and finally sank into the lower abdomen, just like the situation of the dragon and the tiger converging, refining qi and returning the pill, it is no different from the statement in the "Immortal Dao Collection". Because of this, he successfully escaped from Lingxia Mountain. Especially at the last moment, he killed Xiang Rong and Gou Jun in one fell swoop!

Those few days of escape were really thrilling. In particular, he slept in the sand for more than half a year without knowing it, like a monk's retreat. Looking back, everything was incredible!

In this way, although I don't have a spiritual root and don't know how to cultivate, I have the divine consciousness and means that only a monk has. Or rather, the family heirloom dagger was at work in the shadows, and it did not disappear, but merged with me. Then what am I, a human being, a sword......

"It's getting late, so let's rest for the night!"

Wu Yi was thinking about his thoughts when he heard the shouting, put away the booklet, and slowly sat up from the bumpy cart.

At this point, half a day has passed unconsciously. The fiery red sun hid behind the mountain, leaving only a few clouds hanging in the sky. As the sky gets late, the once scorching heat gradually fades away. A gust of wind blew over the hill, and there was a chill in the smoke and dust.

Blameless jumped out of the cart and did not forget to wrap the rain cloth around his body.

A low hill, dozens of poplar trees, gravel and gravel, and the increasingly gloomy sky are what you see.

This place is so desolate!

The four men on horseback gathered together, whispered, unstrapped their saddles, and beckoned the two coachmen to take care of the animals. Suddenly, in the low-lying part of the hill, a bonfire was lit.

Standing alone, no one paid attention to it or minded, just silently looking into the distance. After a while, he moved his nose, his expression was lifted, and he hurriedly moved his steps and walked over.

Two legs of lamb are roasted on the bonfire, and the aroma wafts far away. The old man surnamed Jiao sat with the attached mountain, attached to Qi, attached to the Hong, and attached to the Da. And Ye Tianlong stood solemnly in front of the carriage not far away, as if waiting for orders.

Blameless to the bonfire, still no one invited, simply wrapped the rain cloth tightly, sat down by himself, saw that the two pairs of boots had become a "soil swallowing beast", hurriedly crossed his legs, and said with a sneer: "Hehe! Xiaosheng has seen Jiao Lao and your eldest brothers, and the encounter is fate, wine and meat." The leg of lamb will be burnt if it is roasted again, why don't you ......" he gestured with his dirty hand, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

A burning branch smashed over, and someone shouted, "I don't know the rules!"

Blameless withdrew his hand, and the branches splashed sparks on the sand. He looked at a middle-aged man next to him and said embarrassedly, "Attached to Big Brother Qi, why are you so ......" He said as he picked up the branch with a smile and threw it back to the fire.

The man was in his early thirties, with a scruffy beard, a rough face, wrapped in a turban, half of his arms sticking out of his slanted leather robe, and was about the same as the clothes of his companions, and very burly and strong. But he only took care of the barbecue leg of lamb, and didn't look back: "It's a great favor to take you with you, if you dare not know how to lift, I will whip you to death!"

It was as if he had really been whipped by the whip, and he leaned back with a stunned expression.

Laughter rang out beside the fire, and the three of them, Attached Mountain, Attached Hong, and Attached Da all cast disdainful glances. Only the old man surnamed Jiao sat upright as before, but he was as cold as a stone.

"Attached, don't bully an outsider. ”

At this time, Ye Tianlong accompanied the two women over. The woman at the head, seventeen or eighteen years old, had black hair parted from it, the ends of her hair were adorned with jeweled beads, and her white cheeks and graceful figure were very delicate and gorgeous, and charming and moving. The woman who was half a step behind, fifteen or sixteen years old, also wore a splendid long skirt and a shawl for her hair, but the tips of her hair were devoid of jewelry, which made her handsome little appearance a little more simple and natural.

Everyone around the bonfire stood up to greet each other, and it was the elder Jiao who was also bowing to the woman. Later, Ye Tianlong put the two futons on the ground, and before he could stand up straight, he couldn't help but say: "Presumptuous......"

I saw a man wrapped in a tarpaulin next to the campfire, with bare limbs and unkempt hair, stretching out his hand to grab the roast leg of lamb. And he was not afraid of the heat, so he easily tore off a piece of the roast leg of mutton, and turned around and signaled: "I'll taste it......"

When everyone saw this, their expressions were inexplicable.

One of them looked at the horsewhip at his feet, and wanted to pick it up and whip it at the guy who stole food, but he had some scruples and snorted with a calm face. The remaining three looked at the old man surnamed Jiao, but the other party held his beard and said nothing.

The woman's voice rose again at the right time: "By him." ”

Ye Tianlong still wanted to have a seizure, so he had to retreat silently. Everyone sat down with the woman, but they heard the younger woman cover her lips and smile: "Sister Bao'er, that person is really ugly......"

Qi took a few silver plates from behind him, cut the mutton with a knife and gave it to his companions. Where the leg of lamb was tasted by someone, he simply cut it off and threw it on the ground. And he brought wine and water bladders, and ate and drank with the people.

He grabbed the barbecue, but suddenly became interested, only to realize that he was not really hungry, it was purely a craving. Now he is disliked and despised, and he has no fun eating and drinking. He sat silently alone, his eyes wandering around.

Everyone held a knife and tasted the roasted mutton. It was the two women who were also chewing slowly. A few feet away, a cart was parked, and the horses were snorting in the cold wind. In the distance, the night grew darker and darker against the background of the campfire.

"Juan'er, go back and find him a body cover. ”

"Sister, that person is dirty and smelly......"

"Jiao Lao! how much do you bother ......"

"Bao'er, don't worry! If you go another 800 miles, you can avoid the chaos and arrive in Shangjing smoothly, and you will be safe from then on!"

"Oh, I wish it were......! Brother, you are so hungry, why is it so difficult to swallow at this time?"

Wuyi was still sitting stunned, a little distracted, and suddenly saw someone look at him, he avoided answering, and asked rhetorically: "What is this girl's name, is it because she is going to the country of bears, and the distance is geometrically ......."

His question was so plain and simple that it seemed extremely rude to the woman's companions. Qi threw down the flesh and bones in his hand, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. The rest of the people also stopped eating and drinking, and their expressions were not good.

The woman was quite generous, and said calmly: "My name is Jiao Bao'er, because of ethnic disputes, I went to a foreign country to avoid trouble." It's still thousands of miles away, so why don't you go with you all the way?"

Wu Yi slowly stood up, threw the barbecue on the ground casually, wrapped the rain cloth tightly, and smiled with white teeth: "It turns out that you are going to the country of Youxiong to avoid trouble, hehe......" He didn't say more, under the suspicious gaze of everyone, he turned around and walked away silently, looking for a place next to a small hill, and shrunk into a ball lying down.

At this time, a cold moon climbed up to the horizon.

There is also the sound of "whistling" wind blowing overhead, waving bursts of smoke and dust, like a desolate winter, and the cold of the forest is filled with Xiao Killing. The difference between cold and summer during the day and night can be seen from this.

Blameless was wrapped in a rain cloth, still shrunk into a ball, and under his unkempt hair, a pair of eyes were staring at the moonlight in the sky.

He has been away from home for more than three years. You can't keep your head hidden, maybe it's time to go back and see. Those who are wronged hold grievances, and those who have revenge must at least understand the origin of the disaster of destroying the door......

And the gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late. When you have enough spirits and regained your strength, and then use that invincible weird black sword, even if you meet three or two monks, you will not have the power to protect yourself.

However, the black sword came and went without a trace, how could it be unleashed freely?

Wuyi clenched his fists, as if he sensed a faint aura of killing, which was not yet clear, and disappeared and could not be found. He immediately gave up, stretched out his hand and took out the "Immortal Dao Collection" and looked at it, not caring about the darkness around him at all, he just wanted to get relief from the booklet.

A petite figure walked over, threw down a bunch of things with his hand, and was about to turn away, glancing down in the hazy moonlight, and couldn't help sneering: "It's ugly, it's just weird, reading books at night, those who know say you're pretending, and those who don't know think you're a fool!"

He sat up with his back against the hill, and did not answer, but looked at the things on the ground, which turned out to be a set of green cloth clothes that were still brand new, and a pair of boots.

The person who came was the woman named Juan'er, and said disgustedly: "Look at you are dirty and smelly, fortunately my sister is kind-hearted, so she is willing to take you in, otherwise ......"

The bonfire in the distance was still flickering, and several figures were shaking, except for another woman, who should have gone back to the car alone to rest. The cold wind was still blowing, and there was a faint whimpering sound that was intermittent.

Wu Yi withdrew his eyes from a distance, and saw that Juan'er was still talking, and said curiously: "Hey...... I'm reading to get in the way of you? I'm ugly in the way of you? It's dirty and smelly...... I'm just about to take a dip, but there's water near and far, and even if I am given a look at the dry well, I'll jump down and take a look at you......"

Juan'er just wanted to complain a few words, but she didn't expect the stupid person to talk about it, she was slightly stunned, and found it interesting, so she covered her mouth and smiled: "You still know how to read, but it's rare, if you meet a well on the way, you have to talk about it......"

At this time, the sound of whimpering suddenly flourished. In the wilderness, the ghosts and wolves suddenly cried, which was terrifying.

Juan'er didn't have time to say more, and her face changed slightly.

Someone around the campfire shouted, "Enemy attack ......"

Blameless's expression moved, but he took the opportunity to pick up the clothes on the ground and put them on.

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