After a while, Guo Jia arrived.
He was still wearing green clothes, but his face was slightly pale. It was obvious that practicing the ghost way had some influence on his external temperament.
Yu Xian frowned, a little confused.
With Guo Jia's genius, even if he is not aware of the fate of his destiny, he should not pay attention to these witchcraft and ghost skills.
Guo Jia's eyes lit up when he saw Yu Xian.
Then he covered it up, bowed pretendingly, and said with a playful smile, "My nephew has met my uncle."
"..."
Yu Xian's heart felt cold. It was just like the saying of lying on a firewood and tasting courage, and hiding a knife in a smile.
This guy is capable of recognizing his uncle, but I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to be kind in the future.
Okay, let's take one step at a time.
Yu Xian coughed lightly and said, "My dear nephew, today the master has summoned me. I want to go back to the mountain. How about you come with me?"
Hearing this, Guo Jia said seriously, "My nephew must obey my uncle's orders."
well.
Yu Xian is melancholy.
He simply stopped visiting Chongxuanzi and others, and took Guo Jia with him, and they rode out of the military camp.
The two were alone together, and Yu Xian thought Guo Jia was going to say something.
Unexpectedly, Guo Jia may have been blocked by the beheading platform, which made Guo Jia lose his confidence. Apart from carefully observing the scenery along the way, Guo Jia didn't say much.
Yu Xian wanted to find an opportunity to admit his cowardness and ease the relationship with this strong man in troubled times.
It's a pity that I really can't afford to talk.
After walking for several miles, we ran up a barren hill.
Yu Xian lit a bonfire.
Then wet dead branches and leaves were thrown in, creating billowing smoke.
It lasted for about a moment, and then the fire was extinguished.
After doing this three times, Yu Xian carved a mark on the ground and continued moving forward with Guo Jia.
The journey from Jiange to Heming Mountain is not easy.
When night approached, Yu Xian took the initiative and said, "We are not in a hurry. Let's find a place to rest nearby. Otherwise, it will be a troublesome thing if some mountain spirits and water monsters are disturbed at night."
Guo Jia looked around and saw that he was in an open space in the wilderness. The terrain was high, broad and dry, and the view was excellent.
He immediately smiled and said, "It's a good place to camp."
After saying that, he shook his hand and threw out some beans.
These beans fell to the ground and transformed into strong soldiers.
Then these soldiers began to dig up snakes and rats, tamping the ground, and some went to the nearby forest to cut firewood, fish, hunt and gather.
The delicate control of troops is incredible.
When Yu Xian spread the beans to Guo Jia and formed an army, he was so shocked that he was covered in white hair and sweat.
This thing...
I can use my killing power again.
He is truly a giant!
Yu Xian politely and cautiously sat farther away from Guo Jia.
Yu Xian also didn't touch the food for the evening.
After drinking and eating meat by the fire, Guo Jia seemed to be returning to his old ways. He looked at Yu Xian, although he pretended to be respectful, but his arrogance and disdain were clearly revealed.
Soon the crescent moon hung high, and the stars spread like a sea.
Neither of them felt sleepy, and each was distracted from his own practice.
In the middle of the night.
Yu Xian quietly opened his eyes and looked at Guo Jia.
I saw him lying on his back with his legs crossed and his eyes closed comfortably.
Yu Xian hesitated for a long time, and finally gave up the idea of ​​going into his dream to investigate.
Yu Xian waited all night, but no one came.
He looked in the direction he was coming from, feeling a little uneasy.
Guan Hai shouldn't have any surprises.
Waiting until daybreak, Yu Xian left a signal and took Guo Jia to continue on their way to Heming Mountain.
After walking for more than half a day, he saw that Heming Mountain was not far away. Yu Xian silently felt the atmosphere nearby and took the initiative to suggest to Guo Jia, "There is a water source in the west, which is just right for feeding the horses."
Guo Jia has nothing to say.
As the two of them were walking, they heard the gurgling sound of the stream.
The closer you get, the louder the roaring sound.
When we arrived, we discovered a stream with abundant water, which formed a waterfall at a crossing point, and at the bottom was a small pool formed by the impact of the years.
The pond overflowed and flowed into the distance through the cracks in the rocks.
Yu Xian looked at the lush forests and bamboos around him, which were quite elegant, and he praised it, "It's really a good place for Qingxiu."
Yu Xian and Guo Jia got off their horses and led him to the stream.
The two of them tacitly found a place downstream to feed the horses without touching the water.
They were just travelers passing by to feed their horses. This beautiful scenery should be reserved for a more knowledgeable person.
The war horse needed a lot of water. While the horse was drinking, Yu Xian washed his face and admired the surrounding scenery.
Guo Jia watched for a while, wondering what he had found, and slowly walked upstream.
Yu Xian hesitated for a moment and then followed.
When we got to the edge of the clear pool, we saw Guo Jia looking at a big stone by the water, staring at it intently.
Yu Xian looked at it for a long time before he noticed something special.
The boulder was just an ordinary sandstone, there was nothing much to say about it, but there were many fine traces on the sandstone. The traces were a little dark in color and a little brown in color.
But this doesn't seem to matter.
Seeing that Yu Xian was confused, Guo Jia started to show off again.
He reminded with a hint of pride, "Try touching this rock with your hands."
Yu Xian tried to reach out his hand.
As soon as he touched the rock, Yu Xian felt that the hairs all over his body stood on end, as if he was being targeted by some ferocious beast.
Then a familiar feeling came.
This is the power of killing!
Yu Xian's eyes widened. How could a stone have the power to kill?
Yu Xian had only seen this kind of situation on Guo Jia's general-killing platform!
But the general-killing platform was kept deep in the spiritual consciousness by Guo Jia, and could not appear in the ordinary world.
Could this stone be some kind of rare treasure?
Yu Xian was suspicious.
He asked himself that if he had discovered such a strange thing, he would not be as generous as Guo Jia and show it to others.
Seeing Yu Xian's hesitation, Guo Jia slowly reminded him, "Try to absorb these killing powers and see if it works."
Yu Xian immediately followed the method, slowly channeling the killing power inside, and poured it into the tiger talisman he carried with him.
Seems useful.
Yu Xian's face was filled with joy.
Unexpectedly, in just half a cup of tea, the killing power on that big stone was completely absorbed.
Yu Xian looked at Guo Jia in shock, "That's it?"
This little killing power is not enough to spread the beans and form an army.
Just when I was a little disappointed, there was a small amount of killing power formed on the sandstone. However, both quality and quantity were not comparable to the previous time.
Yu Xian somewhat understood why Guo Jia disdained this thing.
Compared with his slaying platform, this thing is totally inferior.
Guo Jia's eyes moved slightly, glanced into the distance, and reminded, "There is someone."
Yu Xian came back to his senses and quickly noticed someone walking slowly not far away.
As the bamboo shadow swayed, an old Taoist with an old face slowly appeared in the field of vision.
He glanced at the two of them and said with a smile, "It turns out it's you two. Since you've arrived at the foot of Heming Mountain, why are you wandering outside the mountain?"
The visitor turned out to be Bai Yunzi, the great Jitoujiu Jiu I had seen last time.
Yu Xian quickly greeted Bai Yunzi.
By the way, he explained, "I heard the sound of water, I'm just here to feed the horses."
Then Yu Xian inquired out curiously, "Last time I heard that a group of people were going to Chang'an for a large-scale wine ceremony. I thought I wouldn't see him for a while, but I didn't expect to meet him here."
When Bai Yunzi heard this, the smile on his face disappeared, "The old Taoist just came back from Chang'an."
Seeing Bai Yunzi's expression, Yu Xian looked more serious, "Is the situation not good?"
The old Taoist sighed.
"When I entered Chang'an, I felt that there was a strong evil spirit inside. I felt sorry for the innocent people in the city and did not want to let the evil spirit succeed. I immediately went against my will and went to see the Grand Master Dong Zhuo."
"Although Dong Zhuo respects me as a righteous man, he refuses to believe that there is a demon causing trouble in the city. The old Taoist finally persuaded this person to let me hang a peach wood sword from the bell tower to find the location of the demon. It is strange to say that the old Taoist
After searching for a long time, I found nothing. I asked the officers and soldiers guarding the city, and they all said that except Weiyang Lord Dong Bai who led his army, no one else entered or left Chang'an."
Dong Bai led his army to the expedition?
Yu Xian's eyes widened.
What the hell is this?
Is that the kind of material that little girl is?
Dong Zhuo, the old thief, couldn't have broken the jar, right?
After Bai Yunzi finished speaking, he sighed and said, "The old Taoist has lost his dignity, so he can't stay in Chang'an for longer. The only gain is to confirm that the thing Dong Zhuo relied on to suppress his luck has indeed disappeared. It must be really embarrassing.
We were near Chenggao. When I came back, I wanted to see if Qing Qingzi was back, so I went around here specially."
"Qing Qingzi?"
Yu Xian was surprised.
If Yu Xian remembers correctly, Qing Qingzi should be of the same generation as Chongxuanzi and Baiyunzi. And judging from Chongxuanzi’s words, Qingqingzi who is very capable of fighting is the man responsible for the military force of Hemingshan!
The old Taoist Bai Yunzi smiled and said, "Yes, this is the place where Qing Qingzi sharpens his sword. The two of you are destined to find her here."
Hearing this, both Yu Xian and Guo Jia looked shocked, and their eyes instantly fell on the big rock.
Sharpen your sword?
Could it be that this stone that generates murderous intent is Qing Qingzi's sword sharpening stone?
Chapter completed!