It had rained here before, so the road was of course a bit muddy and difficult to navigate, but it was actually not too late. Even if you wanted to take a rest, there were markets not far ahead. No matter how bad an inn was, it would be better to camp on this wet road.

Well come.

But Qi Zhuji simply shut up.

The coachman Yu Zengxue, who was driving at the front, was more decisive than him and drove the carriage directly to the open space on the side of the road.

"You've really thought about it, or you just can't think about it for the moment?"

Bai Yuelu let her old horse go to graze in the forest with great interest, and asked Lin Yi when she returned.

Lin Yi smiled at her and said, "What do you think?"

Bai Yuelu suddenly found it interesting and couldn't help but smile, but said nothing.

"Guess you're a big-headed idiot." Qi Zhuji cursed in her heart and turned away from Lin Yi.

Although the longer he was in contact with Lin Yi, the more his view of Lin Yi changed, but he couldn't stand it, and it was still unbearable for him to behave in such a frivolous and joking manner even though it was obviously a very serious matter.

"What do you think?"

Xiao Suxin came to Lin Yi's side and asked softly.

She was different from Qi Zhuji. Qi Zhuji went with Lin Yi and was too lazy to talk to Lin Yi, but she had to worry about Lin Yi.

The words of the practitioner from Hanshan Temple actually made it very clear. If Lin Yi continued to be slow and did not return to Luoshui City and did not meet with them, someone might cause trouble on the road, and the methods would be very violent.

At this time, Yu Zengxue had already cut some wooden stakes nearby and returned. The other cart drivers also started a fire. Then they collected pine branches nearby and prepared to spread them on the ground, and then put straw mats on them so that the footing would not be muddy.

Lin Yi sat down on a wooden stake and said, "I just don't accept it."

Seeing that he seemed to finally be talking seriously, Qi Zhuji came over to sit down, and then said sarcastically: "Who are you dissatisfied with?"

"Originally I was a little dissatisfied with the emperor's sealing of the pavilion, so I thought that we must let the people in the sword pavilion come out. Now I am also dissatisfied with the Hanshan Temple person. What he said is even more dissatisfied with the people who may come to attack us directly.

." Lin Yi looked at the official road extending in the direction of Luoshui City, and indeed stopped joking, and said.

Xiao Suxin quietly made a gesture to Qi Zhuji, signaling him to stop talking.

Although Lin Yi's tone was very calm at this time, she could tell that Lin Yi was in a bad mood at this time. Qi Zhuji's words were likely to cause chaos and make Lin Yi not calm enough.

Qi Zhuji frowned slightly and stopped talking.

"So you don't want to go back and meet with the people from Hanshan Temple as soon as possible?" Xiao Suxin looked at Lin Yi and asked softly.

"I don't want to, because I won't change my mind at all. The imperial decree has already been delivered, and then the emperor allowed the people from Jiange to leave, and I surrendered to them, but Tie Cejun refused to accept them? This is not a joke!"

Lin Yidao: "It seems like good intentions to him, but it doesn't go well with me. If he likes to wait, let him wait. Are there some people coming to deal with me? Then I will walk slower on purpose. I

I want to see who can come and kill me directly."

Xiao Suxin couldn't help but frown a little.

This is in line with her understanding of Lin Yi.

Lin Yi was famous back then for not taking the initiative to cause trouble, but he was not afraid of it.

"Are the wings stiff?"

Qi Zhuji said four words.

There was no sarcasm in his tone.

Although Xiao Suxin reminded him, he knew that Lin Yi was a smart person and could understand what he meant.

"This time there is an imperial order."

Lin Yi understood as expected. He was not angry. He just raised his head and looked at Qi Zhuji and said seriously: "If you get the sword pavilion, your wings will be hardened. If you lose the sword pavilion, your wings will never be hardened again."

Qi Zhuji took a deep breath and nodded.

Now that Lin Yi understands this level, he doesn't think that Lin Yi is acting on his own initiative.

To become a real powerful person, one must naturally have the intention to become a true enemy of the other powerful people in the world.

It may be a little early for Lin Yi to start with this, but since the holy will is on the way, those who want to prevent Jiange from joining the Tiece Army cannot be too unscrupulous.

If he is not unscrupulous enough, he should underestimate Lin Yi's current strength.

But when these people express this kind of meaning now, the most underestimated thing should be Lin Yi's courage.

Lin Yi is not the kind of person who only wants to find a place for himself. What he is thinking about is probably his parents who were exiled to the north. As long as there is a chance for such a person to stand up, he will definitely be extremely brave to catch him.

live.

Although he still couldn't understand why people like Jiange respected Lin Yi so much, it was simple. Jiange now was Lin Yi's chance to turn around.

"Do they really dare to assassinate you directly?"

Rong Yi's somewhat uneasy voice sounded softly at this moment.

His thoughts were a bit simple. Lin Yi was already a general of the Tiece Army at this time, and opening the sword pavilion was the emperor's imperial edict. In his opinion, why would anyone dare to do such a thing that goes against the imperial will.

"The emperor cannot control all the practitioners. Some practitioners only care about their disciples, similar to fanatics. Moreover, some practitioners are dead warriors. To achieve their goals, fleeing or being hunted to death are acceptable results." Qi Zhuji.

He said calmly, "The people in Jiange were like this at that time, or they are still like this now."

As the fire was lit in the camp and the cart drivers laid the ground, the humidity gradually disappeared. Even though the surrounding fields and the official road on one side were still muddy, the environment of the camp was already comfortable for people to rest in peace.

The practitioners' tolerance to cold and heat is better than that of ordinary people. Although the weather was already a bit sultry at this time, the fires were not far away, and these people did not find it unbearable.

But when the aroma of some food began to float from these fires, the old priest of the Qi family, who was somewhat mystical, still let the carriage park far away at the edge of the forest behind.

The worshiper in the carriage did not ask for any food. He just closed his eyes and meditated quietly, feeling the increasingly thin spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

The spiritual wilderness is a disaster for all practitioners. Even a being like Lin Yi will find it more difficult to find suitable elixirs to assist his practice because of the spiritual wilderness. In fact, according to the speed of the spiritual wilderness, by next year, all the people in the world may

All elixirs will wither, whether north or south.

It's just that the thinner the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, the fluctuations of spiritual energy on the surrounding practitioners will be more obvious like candlelight in the dark night.

When he closed his eyes and calmly diffused his consciousness, the surrounding world became silent, and all the debris that had no meaning for practice were naturally removed, and the world in his perception became pure.

, Occasionally, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth floats over and shines with a faint yellow light, and the practitioners in the camp are clusters of unique aura in his perception.

This feeling lasted for a long time, and suddenly a cluster of extremely powerful arrogance squeezed into the world in his perception.

He opened his eyes.

It was already dark outside.

It's just that the sky after a thunderstorm is exceptionally clear. Many tiny stars that are usually invisible are also faintly revealed in the night sky, forming a galaxy.

A monk walked slowly through the forest at night.

This monk was wearing a cassock made of linen. He was holding a Bodhi Buddha bead that was as moist as jade. He was twisting it slowly and seemed to be chanting sutras in his mouth. He was exceptionally peaceful.

The worshiper of the Qi family looked at the monk walking from the depths of the forest, his expression gloomy.

The monk who came in the moonlight was at the same level of cultivation as him, a spiritual mind practitioner. However, even he could not figure out the origin of this monk.

"Don't come out."

When the worshiper of the Qi family slowly stretched out his hand, as if to lift the curtain, the monk, who had a square face and could not tell how old he was, said seriously: "I know you are Mr. Chen Da."

Mr. Chen Da's eyebrows were slightly raised. When the monk spoke, he felt an aura coming from the surrounding world that made him feel a little palpitated. The other person's words contained strong self-confidence and a vague threat.

smell.

But he still stretched out his hand, but it was different from what the monk thought.

He waved his hand and said, "You are the one who should stop."

The monk was a little surprised. In his imagination, this old priest of the Qi family should have enough judgment and would definitely not seek death directly for the boy of the Lin family. But at this moment, Mr. Chen Da had already appeared.

He said in a loud voice: "You are only one person, but we have two people here."

The monk was stunned.

He turned slightly sideways.

Shen Kun's figure appeared in his sight.

"good."

"I'll stop."

The monk clasped his palms together and said a few words, and then added: "But I won't leave."

Shen Kun was a little unhappy and wanted to say something, but at this moment, he sensed the arrival of other practitioners. He turned around and looked at the official road in front of the motorcade.

Everyone in the camp was awake. Listening to the conversation between the Qi family minister and the monk, Lin Yi knew that he no longer had to worry about this strong man in the spiritual realm. He bent over and got out of the marching camp to see clearly ahead.

The moment he saw the figure on the official road, he was a little stunned.

"A little too much."

Qi Zhuji looked at that figure, frowned deeply, and said in a cold voice.

Rong Yi's palms began to sweat. He was a little nervous and felt that the other party was bullying someone.

…

The man walking on the road looked like a giant made of iron.
To be continued...