Guo Mo, who was chasing closely behind, was frightened by the state of Xiao Ju in front.
In the blink of an eye, the opponent actually threw him away by more than 20 feet, showing a powerful force.
"What a thief, where can I escape?"
Guo Mo shouted loudly and no longer held back. He circulated the "Xian Zhen Qi" in his body to the extreme, bent down and chased after him again.
Speaking of Xiao Ju running in front, the strangest thing is his movement while running.
During the long-distance attack, Guo Mo used the "Lingbo Micro Step", which is also considered an extremely top light-body technique.
However, Guo Mo had never heard of or seen the movement technique Xiao Ju performed.
How to describe this?
When Xiao Ju ran, he was like a kangaroo, he could jump three to four feet away.
Just like that, Guo Mo was almost running with his feet off the ground, still unable to shorten the distance between him and Xiao Ju.
Xiao Ju goes all the way to the west, then turns north, sometimes west and then north.
The two of them were so determined that they did not dare to go to crowded places, but chose some rough roads in the wilderness.
This Xiao Ju doesn't look like he's running blindly. Is there anyone in front of him to help him?
Guo Moyi was so bold that he didn't even think about whether the other party wanted to lead him somewhere. In this breath, the two of them ran for three days and three nights, leaving the Xixia Kingdom far behind.
Guo Mo didn't know where he was now.
Xiao Ju in front seemed to have been prepared for today's situation. Every three to five hours, he would take some pills from his arms and swallow them.
Sometimes, there is only three to five feet left, but Guo Mo is stunned and unable to catch up.
If you really want to go back, why don't you just run away for more than a thousand miles? Are you kidding me?
Guo Mo himself was not tired, hungry, or sleepy. It seemed that this was all due to the characteristics of the "innate true energy" in his body.
If it hadn't been for this special "extreme training", he might not have discovered it so early.
However, when he saw Xiao Ju in front of him looking confident, Guo Mo became angry and secretly made up his mind to catch him no matter what this time.
Little did he know that Xiao Ju was running ahead. As he ran away in the past few days, Xiao Ju's heart became more and more frightened day by day.
Do you think the guy at the back is too scary? He's almost inhuman?
How could he run so tirelessly?
You know, Xiao Ju himself was constantly taking medicine, especially the white pill he took on the first day.
Decades ago, it was because of stealing the "holy medicine" from the sect that Xiao Ju had no choice but to escape from the sect and hide in the bright dome of the Mingjiao main altar all year round, surviving for so many years.
Regarding the efficacy of "holy medicine", everything comes from an ancient legend, but no one living in the world seems to have tested it personally.
A few days ago, Xiao Ju swallowed the "holy medicine" as if he were drinking poison to quench his thirst.
Indeed, the effect of the "holy medicine" was extremely obvious. Xiao Ju's internal strength suddenly increased a lot, at least 30% more than before.
However, the nature of the internal force has not changed. What has increased is only the quantity. At most, Xiao Ju will be able to sustain a long-distance attack of this intensity for three to five days.
Now Xiao Ju's intestines are almost green with regret.
Do you regret that decades ago, you betrayed your master without hesitation just for such a "holy medicine" that was said to be magical?
However, now that the matter has come to this, Xiao Ju has no choice.
If there really was a regret medicine for sale in the world, Xiao Ju might buy two pills.
One is because he betrayed his master, and the other is because he provoked the "devil" who was chasing after him.
"I said, Your Highness, 'King Yan', how on earth are you going to let me go?"
After running for another day and night, Xiao Ju became a little depressed after being chased.
While running, he loudly asked Guo Mo who was chasing behind him.
"I have been chasing you for so many days, and I still don't know what to call you? I heard that your dead subordinate called you 'Zuo Shi'. Are you the 'Guangming Zuo Shi' from the Ming Cult in the Western Regions?"
If a person is awake and does not speak for several days, he will feel extremely depressed.
Guo Mo felt like this now, so when Xiao Ju in front came to talk to him, he took the opportunity to ask.
It may not be that he really wants to know the other person's name, but that he is really bored running around.
Even Guo Mo deliberately slowed down his pace to leave a "safe distance" for the other party to speak with confidence.
"Yes, I am the 'Guangming Zuo Envoy' of the Ming Cult. My name is Xiao Ju——"
Now that it has reached this point, Xiao Ju feels that there is no need to hide it.
If he really escaped this time, he would definitely find a place to live as a cat, at least he would never go to the Central Plains again.
If you can't escape this time, then there's no need to worry. You're already dead, so why are you worrying so much?
"Xiao Ju? It sounds like he was from the Liao Kingdom. You have never met each other before, so you don't know why Xiao Zuoshi wanted to kill my people?"
In fact, when he found out that the other party was from Mingjiao, Guo Mo was a little puzzled. It seemed that he had never provoked this sect before, right?
Guangmingding, the main altar of Mingjiao, is far away in the Western Regions, but Guo Mo has never been to the Western Regions.
The land under my feet now is the farthest west I have ever been to in my life.
Is it a national feud?
Guo Mo knew that Fang La, the leader of the "Fang La Uprising" that attempted to overthrow the Song Dynasty in history, seemed to be from Mingjiao.
"Your Highness 'King Yan', 'Xidu' Ouyang Feng is a good friend of mine. He is also the 'Guardian Snake King' of my Ming Cult. You and Ouyang Feng are hostile to each other. Xiao was also bewitched by Ouyang Feng and came down the mountain.
Give him a helping hand.”
"While passing through Xixia, I accidentally learned that the 'Dragon Gate Inn' was the stronghold of your family, so I took action to kill that person. I think there was some misunderstanding."
Seeing Guo Mo talking to him, Xiao Ju felt that there might be a chance for reconciliation with him, so he simply gave in and even sold "Western Poison" Ouyang Feng.
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Well, Guo Mozheng understood the identity of the other party and the reason for what happened. After feeling relieved after not speaking for a few days, he suddenly speeded up again.
"you--"
Xiao Ju is so angry, why is this person so disrespectful of "martial ethics"?
Seeing Guo Mo speeding up, Xiao Ju did not dare to neglect and ran forward with all his strength.
After rounding a mountain, a desert appeared in front of him. Xiao Ju plunged into it without saying a word.
Now Xiao Ju finally understands the feeling of "no way to heaven and no door to earth", and after being teased like that by Guo Mo just now, he feels like a mouse being chased by a cat.
Forget it, ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
After hiding for so many years, it’s time to go back and take a look.
Therefore, Xiao Ju's route to the west is actually to run back to his division?
To be precise, he wanted to run to the secluded place where his master once lived.
There are not many of his disciples left. If there is really one person in the world who can save him from Guo Mo, then it is only his former master.
However, after so many years, I don’t know if Master is still alive in this world?
If he is really still alive, he must be 120 or 30 years old, right?
Xiao Ju was still thinking wildly as he ran, but he knew that his situation was really dangerous.
Some of the side effects of the elixir have already appeared.
We have to run for at least two more days from the place where Master lives in seclusion. Can I really hold on?
The two ran for another day and night, and in the far northwest, a huge mountain seemed to appear out of thin air.
At this time, Guo Mo actually entered a completely new state.
The "innate true energy" in the body is like a cheerful stream, flowing "gushingly", nourishing every meridian, acupuncture point, bone and muscle in the body.
Guo Mo no longer considered whether he could catch up with Xiao Ju in front of him, he just kept running like this, as if running was the true meaning of life.
Subconsciously, he locked the position of Xiao Ju ahead, and as his feet continued to fall together on the ground, Guo Mo actually entered a state of cultivation.
Moreover, he has entered samadhi!
If Xiao Ju, who was running ahead, knew Guo Mo's current state, he might be so angry that he vomited blood, but unfortunately he didn't know.
Xiao Ju also put the only remaining pill in his mouth into his mouth, and the towering mountain in front of him was the destination of his trip.
However, Xiao Ju knew better that if he really wanted to run to the mountain, it would take at least one day.
Xiao Ju's situation can be said to be very bad. He is now completely burning the vitality in his body in exchange for the energy to escape.
I don’t know if Master can save me if he takes action?
Xiao Ju felt that his behavior was a bit funny. After working hard for so many decades, what was it all for in the end?
Now, I bet my last hope on Master.
But, is this old man really still alive?
Guo Mo's condition was surprisingly good. Even though he was still galloping so fast, Guo Mo himself didn't feel any effort, just like the legendary "perpetual motion machine".
Originally, "Lingbo Weibu" has the effect of self-restoration, not to mention that the "innate true energy" in Guo Mo's body is still there.
Just like now, while running tirelessly, Guo Mo's body and will have reached an unprecedented balance.
"Lingbo Weibu" no longer simply returns Qi, but transforms into self-generating Qi, and what is produced is actually "innate true Qi".
In fact, "Lingbo Weibu" is not only a top-level light-body kung fu, but also a rare internal skill.
It's just that its cultivation method is to constantly use "Lingbo Weibu".
And in Guo Mo's current situation, could it be that he directly upgraded "Lingbo Weibu" to an innate skill?
No one can answer this question, maybe Guo Mo himself can.
Unfortunately, he fell into samadhi.
After running out for another four hours, Xiao Ju really couldn't hold on any longer. His legs felt like they were filled with lead, and his whole body looked more like a broken bellows.
Xiao Ju's speed slowed down unconsciously. He knew that he might be caught up by Guo Mo, and even Xiao Ju was ready for a desperate fight.
However, he found that Guo Mo behind him seemed to have slowed down, and the two of them still maintained a safe distance of more than ten feet.
This discovery surprised Xiao Ju, but rekindled his hope of living.
Time passed ruthlessly, and the two of them had entered the mountains.
This mountain range is very large, with mountains upon mountains, ridges upon ridges, and overlapping ridges.
The surrounding temperature actually dropped. If Guo Mo was awake at this moment, he would have discovered that many places in the mountains not far away were covered with snow.
Is this still summer before June?
At this time, Guo Mo's cultivation has reached a critical moment. The "innate true energy" in his body has accumulated to a level that requires a breakthrough, and the speed of operation is also accelerating.
However, Guo Mo doesn't seem to know how to control these "innate true energy", which means that he has no way to break through at all.
Will he explode and die?
Such a question suddenly flashed into Guo Mo's mind.
Guo Mo was unwilling to give up. He knew that this should be an excellent opportunity for him.
Once you miss it, you can never predict when the next opportunity will come again.
"Master——disciple is back——"
At this critical moment, Xiao Ju, who was running in front, was so tired that he collapsed on the ground, but he was shouting loudly.
There are echoes in the valley, and they are heard far away.
Xiao Ju's master did not come out, but instead woke Guo Mo out of trance.
"Hey, I still fell short in the end -"
When Guo Mo woke up from trance, he already understood what he had experienced that day. Even though he had had many adventures in the past, he was still lamenting about his encounter this time.
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Guo Mo closed his eyes and felt the condition of his body. It seemed that apart from the "innate true energy" in his body becoming more solid, there were no other changes?
It just gave Guo Mo an illusion that the "innate true energy" in his body was no longer gas, as if he could reach out and touch it.
Is this about to "liquefy"?
Unable to figure it out for a moment, Guo Mo stopped worrying and stepped in front of Xiao Ju.
"Xiao Zuoshi, can you still run? If you are still interested, Guo would not mind running with you for another six days and six nights."
Yes, at this time, the two of them had been running non-stop for six days and six nights. Even Guo Mo didn't know how far he had run.
"You...you can't kill me. This is the place where my master is cultivating. My master will appear soon. Guo Mo, even though you have great martial arts skills, what are you doing in front of my master?"
neither--"
Xiao Ju was extremely frightened, but he roared fiercely in the hope that someone would hear his cry.
Who knows how someone who is afraid of death like him can reach the level of a top master?
"Oh, so you brought me here on purpose?"
Only then did Guo Mo realize that he was already deep in a large mountain. Looking to the west and north, he saw towering mountain peaks everywhere, more majestic and majestic than any mountain he had ever visited in his previous life.
There are either green mountains and green waters, or ancient wolf forests, and from time to time there are giant eagles hovering in the sky. It is pure original ecology and there is no trace of artificiality.
Even in the valley, Guo Mo could feel that the air around him was so fresh, as if he could still smell the ice and snow.
Yes, as far as the eye can see, the mountains near the northwest are really covered with snow, but at my feet, there is a gurgling stream.
What is this place?
"Welcome to the 'Worry-free Valley'——"
As if responding to Guo Mo's question, a slightly older voice sounded in his ears.
What he spoke was also the Mandarin dialect of the Central Plains, but it was too blunt and sounded very much like the accent of a certain ethnic minority in the northwest of later generations.
Before he finished speaking, a man came from the depths of the valley.
To be precise, one person and one donkey came.
I saw the person coming, with a slender figure, a goatee, small round eyes, like lights.
He has a rather big head, but wears a small hat, holds a plucked instrument in his hand, and actually has a money bag hanging on his waist? He looks like a native of the Western Regions.
The most bizarre thing was that the visitor was riding a small gray donkey, but he was riding upside down on the donkey's back.
"Master? Is it really you?"
Xiao Ju, who was slumped on the ground, seemed to see the hope of life when he saw this man and the donkey.
Guo Mo was a little puzzled. The man who came looked like he was only forty or fifty years old. How could he be Xiao Ju's master who was nearly sixty years old?
Moreover, the person who came was looking more and more familiar to Guo Mo. Even his clothes and the combination of a man and a donkey made him feel familiar.
The visitor got off the donkey and arrived next to Xiao Ju first.
He didn't even see him go over to diagnose. With a few fingers in the air, he sealed several acupuncture points on Xiao Ju's body.
Then, he actually put his right hand on the "Baihui point" on Xiao Ju's head. He spat out some internal energy and Xiao Ju was shocked all over.
"Hey, after all these years, you are still stubborn and have finally reached a dead end. Even if I can save your life as a teacher, you will only be able to live for another three to five years."
"I've been running all the way and I'm tired. You should have a good sleep first -"
Xiao Ju actually fell asleep, but a line of blood flowed inexplicably from the corner of his mouth.
The blood was purple-red.
Guo Mo didn't go over to disturb them, he just stood quietly and watched.
He was already sure that he had never seen anyone coming.
However, a strong voice deep in his heart told him that this person was definitely the most powerful person among all the people he had ever seen.
Its level of power is higher than that of the half-hidden and half-disabled Murong Patriarch, and even higher than the "wine-fighting monk" in the game world.
"My little friend, am I your enemy?"
The visitor saw that Xiao Ju had fallen asleep peacefully and came to Guo Mo happily.
"Yes, he killed my friend."
Although he had a premonition that he was no match for the newcomer, Guo Mo still had no reason to back down.
It even directly promoted Lu Wei, who was a "subordinate", to the level of a "friend".
"That is indeed his sin, and he needs to repent in front of Allah. But the evildoer is now poisoned by a strange poison. Even if I try my best, he will only survive for three to five years."
"I wonder if my friend, for the sake of my old man, can you spare his life?"
The visitor still spoke in a pleasant manner.
It seems that in the eyes of visitors, the birth and departure of life are just the sooner or later of time, as if they have seen through the harshness of the world.
And the tone of the person sounded as if they were just discussing with Guo Mo.
If Guo Mo agrees, Xiao Ju can survive for three to five years.
Guo Mo refused, maybe the visitor wouldn't stop Guo Mo from killing someone, right?
This is the feeling given to Guo Mo. This feeling is very wonderful.
"I wonder who you are?"
Yes, you want me to give you face? You have to let me know who you are, right?
"Haha, little friend, you really want to stop me now. Let me think about it. No one has called my name for sixty or seventy years."
"My old man has many names, and they are also very long. If you really want to call me, you can call me 'Nasruddin'."
The visitor thought seriously for a long time, and his "funny" look made Guo Mo almost laugh out loud.
"Nasruddin? Are you Afanti?"
I heard the visitor say that his name was "Nasruddin", and then look at his outfit and the little donkey next to him.
Guo Mo had to think about what world he was in?
Guo Mo studied Chinese in his previous life, and he also did some research on the legendary wise man "Afanti".
The person "Afanti" should have really existed, and even his tomb was still visited by people in later generations.
It's just that there are too many legends and there has never been a conclusion.
What can be unanimously recognized is that "Afanti" is not actually a person, but a character image. Such people have appeared in four periods of history.
The first theory is that he lived during the Chongning reign of Huizong, the Tiansheng of Renzong in the Northern Song Dynasty.
"Afanti"'s real name is "Khoja Nasirdin", some people also call him "Nasirdin Afanti" or "Mullah Nasirdin".
"Afanti" means "Sir" and "Teacher", just like the Chinese call Mr. Confucius "Zi" for short.
"Hoja" and "Mullah" are the honorific titles of Islamic religious figures.
The second theory is that he lived in Jiading, Ningzong of the Southern Song Dynasty - between Shizu and Yuan Dynasty of the Yuan Dynasty.
There was an author in the 19th century, Imam Hassein Effendi, the mufti of Sivilihisar, south of Ankara.
According to his records, Nasruddin was eventually buried in the city of Axhir.
He once relied on his own kung fu and outstanding military talents to command the army to resist the invasion of the Mongolian cavalry.
And with less to defeat more, they defeated the Mongolian cavalry, and finally allowed the arrogant Mongolian cavalry to take a detour and preserve their tribe and territory intact.
The third theory is that he lived in the early days of Timur's empire, more than a hundred years before Guo Mo lived.
The fourth theory is further back, and the person lived during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty.
This is a point in time that most people in later generations agree with.
The Turpan people of Uygur Xinjiang insist that this optimistic, humorous and witty national figure was born in an ancient village called Dafu Sangai Village in the south of Grape Valley.
"Afanti? It's a nice name, but calling it that way is a bit too flattering to me, haha——"
Although the visitor said this, it can still be seen that he likes this name very much.
Since the person coming was probably the legendary "Afanti", Guo Mo did not dare to take it lightly. This was equivalent to the existence of Monk Daoji of the Song Dynasty!
He is resourceful and hates evil as much as his enemies. He is a chivalrous and righteous man who sacrifices himself to help others. He often rides backwards on a donkey and travels all over the world. He specializes in fighting injustices for the poor people. He declares that he "loves to take care of injustices in the world and vents his anger for the poor."
"The disciple killed my friend. If the senior can resolve it with just a few words like this, isn't it too disrespectful to take other people's lives seriously?"
"That's right, that doesn't seem to be very appropriate. So what kind of regulations are there, little friend? Do you have to take the life of the evil disciple?"
"Afanti" seemed to feel that his request was a bit excessive, but he still insisted on saving his apprentice's life.
"If possible, as a member of the martial arts world, I would like to ask my senior for some tips on kung fu. If my senior wins, I can only blame me for not being good at learning, so I might as well not avenge this."
After reaching Guo Mo's level of practice, I really want to meet a higher level master.
The "innate" masters and "drunk monks" are considered one, but unfortunately Guo Mo's own level was still too low at that time, and there was no need to compete.
Murong's old master is the second one. Seeing the opponent in that state, even if he wins, Guo Mo will feel that the victory is too weak.
And the person in front of him who is suspected of being "Afanti" may be Guo Mo's best choice.
"You want to fight with me? No, no, no, I don't like fighting the most. Isn't it good to love peace? Isn't it good for everyone to get along well with each other? Why should we use fighting to solve problems?"
Hearing that Guo Mo wanted to fight with him, "Afanti" on the opposite side kept shaking his hands with a look of rejection on his face, and he even hid behind the little donkey unconsciously.
What's happening here?
Guo Mo was stunned for a moment. Is this still the legendary "Afanti" who exists like a god?
When Guo Mo said something, he was already ready to take action. Unexpectedly, the other party stopped talking at all.
Seemingly feeling that his behavior was somewhat inappropriate, "Afanti" walked out from behind the little donkey again.
"Little friend, it's not that I don't want to promise you, but I really don't want to do anything with others. I can also see that my little friend is a martial arts genius, and he is already at the level of 'half-step innate' at a young age.
"
"I have lived for so many years, and I seem to have only heard of two people who can achieve 'half-step congenital' before the age of forty. My little friend will be the third person."
"The third person?"
"Senior, do you know who the other two are?"
"Well... I have never been to the hinterland of the Central Plains. I only heard that he was a Taoist and a monk. Maybe in the future, if your martial arts skills are higher, you might actually be able to meet them."
"Afanti" obviously didn't want to say more about this matter, as if it was nothing to do with him.
"Well, if you really want to show off, little friend, I happen to have an old friend here as a guest. His kung fu is even better than mine, so your trip will definitely be worthwhile."
Maybe he felt a little "sorry" to Guo Mo, "Afanti" hesitated for a long time, but still "betrayed" his friend.
The so-called dead Taoist friend is not dead to the poor Taoist.
"What?"
"Afanti"'s coy and helpless behavior really made Guo Mo Lei feel nervous on the outside but inside on the inside.
Is it true that birds of a feather flock together and people flock together?
When did the "innate masters" who are almost extinct in the world become so worthless?
I was just chasing a bad guy casually, but I actually met two "innate masters" at once?
Moreover, from what "Afanti" means, his friend's kung fu is even more powerful than that of "Afanti"?
Are there such people in this era?
Guo Mo couldn't believe it, but he was more looking forward to it.
Seeing Guo Mo like this, he didn't refute, so "Afanti" took him as his acquiescence.
"Well, this scoundrel still needs to sleep for a while."
Then, he lifted Xiao Ju off the ground with one hand and placed it casually on the little donkey's back.
After gently patting the little donkey's butt, the little donkey carried Xiao Ju back to the valley.
Hearing that there was a more powerful "innate master", Guo Mo didn't want to focus on Xiao Ju anymore.
"Little friend, come with me -"
"Afanti" led the way, Guo Mo took two steps and followed.
The valley is not small. If you walk further in, you will see an artificial stone wall, leaving a doorway for entry and exit.
And above the doorway, there are three big characters carved... Unfortunately, Guo Mo doesn't recognize them.
Maybe, this is the "Worry-free Valley" mentioned by "Afanti" just now, but I don't know what words are engraved on it?
Entering the doorway, there is a large area, and there are even many plants planted on both sides that Guo Mo can't even name.
On the right side, a large closed pond was built. When the mountain breeze blew, Guo Mo actually smelled a hint of wine.
Is that a big brewing pond?
Guo Mo was a little confused.
"Old beggar, come out quickly, someone is knocking on the door——"
As soon as he saw a row of residences inside, "Afanti" suddenly shouted, startling Guo Mo who was following behind.
Are all the experts in this world so out of tune?
It seems like you are the “weak one”, right?
"Senior, your little donkey came back on its own, carrying an unconscious person on its back. What happened?"
"Afanti" had just finished shouting, an old beggar came out from the outermost cave.
I saw this man with gray hair. He should be in his fifties or less than sixty years old. He was dressed in rags, but he had an extremely strong build and was holding a stick in his hand.
The most conspicuous thing is that there is a huge wine gourd hanging on the waist of this old beggar. From the shiny reflective surface of the wine gourd, it can be judged that it has been used for many years.
If Guo Mo's eldest brother Guo Jing were here, he would rush over in a hurry, bow to him and call him master.
That's right, the old beggar who walked out of the cave was none other than Hong Qigong, the former leader of the "Beggars Clan" known as the "Northern Beggar".
It's a pity that Guo Mo is extremely familiar with several of the other "Five Ultimates", but he has never seen the "Northern Beggar" Hong Qigong.
It was impossible to go over and pay him a courtesy. Just by listening to his words and watching his actions, Guo Mo knew that this must be a master, and at least a master above the top.
Okay, what kind of place is this?
Have you stung a hornet's nest?
"Little beggar, I am not calling you. Although your kung fu is not bad, you are probably no match for this kid. Where is your beggar ancestor?"
"I don't want to take action, so I asked your ancestor to come out and get rid of this kid for me..."