"For thirty-three days, there are gods in the sky, deep in the white clouds. Gods are mortals too, but mortals' hearts are not firm~"
Humming a tuneless tune, Wu Jie walked leisurely on his way home, carrying a medicine basket and a medicine hoe.
Wherever he passed, there was a faint fragrance overflowing. The source of the fragrance was the thick ginseng he was holding in his hand. This ginseng has slender roots, thick stems and complete limbs. You can tell at a glance
It is a rare and high-quality product. Without a hundred years of fire, it will definitely not grow.
In other places, such a ginseng would probably cause a lot of trouble, and it would not be surprising even if robbers killed people to steal the goods. But in Wu'an County, such a situation is not unusual at all - especially when this happened on the second floor of Wu's Pharmacy.
It is even more surprising when it comes to my son.
There are many people with strange abilities in Wu'an County, such as climbing up rivers and crossing rivers, picking leaves to hurt people, making magic calculations, being invulnerable, etc. There is an endless stream of people. Although Wu Jie, who "goes out to collect medicine, will definitely pick old and old medicine."
His ability to "participate in ginseng" is indeed a bit unreasonable, but in Wu'an County, people would not regard him as a freak and would only respond with a kind smile.
"It's Ah Jie, you're back - the scent of medicine is so strong, did you find something good?"
"It's just a piece of ginseng. It's been around for a hundred years. I can only say it's good, that's all."
"Ginseng that has been around for hundreds of years is very rare. Ah Jie, you are really good at finding good medicinal herbs every time you go into the mountains."
"It would be great if our Ayu was so capable..."
In the eyes of neighbors with approval and envy, the young man who was praised as "able" and "capable" couldn't help but sigh secretly.
"You can dig out century-old ginseng just by digging a hole on the roadside... What kind of ridiculous world have I traveled to?"
As a time traveler, Wu Jie originally thought he had traveled to ancient times; but he soon discovered that the environment he lived in did not match any period of history he read in the book, so he thought he had traveled to some martial arts world... But as time went by
As he got older, he gradually felt... maybe he had traveled to some fairy world, right?
The place where he lives is called Wu'an County. The county is not very big. Together with the two or three nearby villages, there are only two to three thousand households in total. However, among these two to three thousand households, at least ten percent have special skills.
more than one
The old lady who sells tea eggs on the roadside and has lost all her teeth can kick a big living person half way across the street; the neighbor's cowardly uncle who bows his head and has no temper after being scolded by his wife can knock several people off.
A heavy wooden boat can be carried away by one person; Xing Baotou, the idler in the county government who eats and drinks everywhere, can ride on the rapids and chase down the murderer on the Dachi River...
This is definitely not the level of the martial arts world. You must know that they usually only regard themselves as ordinary people, and they repeatedly emphasize how exaggerated it is to be a "real master". Driving a sword for hundreds of miles is a basic skill, and flying to the sky and escaping the earth are home cooking.
Even mythical abilities such as moving mountains and seas are not impossible in their eyes.
God, this world is too dangerous. Can I apply to travel back in time?
As a glorious time traveler, Wu Jie certainly has some special abilities - no matter where he goes, as long as there are no other people around, he can dig on the ground and dig out adult ginseng.
Really, just dig around casually, there is no need to consider time and place, let alone whether there is ginseng in this place.
...Hey, this doesn’t make sense anymore.
Wu Jie was once confused and spent a lot of effort searching for the reason for his ability. After countless attempts in vain, he finally gave up and considered how to use this strange ability to live a better life in this world.
He always felt that there must be something special to do when he traveled to this strange world - if not, why would he need to travel?
Before time travel, he was not a fatalist, but now he is.
In this world, there must be some mission that he must complete
But... what is that?
Wu Jie stood on the streets of Wu'an County where there were many experts, looking around and feeling confused.
...The vortex of blood rotated rapidly, like a plane, sticking closely to the green light of the mountain guarding formation, constantly making harsh sounds. Along with this almost crazy sound, the green light continued to vibrate, slowly.
Back away slowly.
Although the retreat speed was not very fast, after two quarters of an hour, he had retreated at least two or three feet.
When the green light receded, the blood river invaded. The mountains and forests that had been protected by the green light were sucked in all the spiritual energy the moment they were stained by the blood river, and turned into charred dead trees, as if they had been burned by fire.
Although for the entire Qingyang Mountain, such losses were only minimal. But for An Ziqing, who was in the outer circle of the guarding mountain formation, this scene was shocking, making him both angry and worried.
But now, what makes him most angry is another thing.
"It's really strange that it's been so long. Why don't there be experts from other sects to support me? It's just Taoism or heresy, let's not talk about Buddhism for the time being. Don't those people in Baidi Pavilion claim to eliminate evil and never retreat? This
As evil as the blood river is, why don't they come to kill the demons?"
"When we quarreled before, he acted righteously... It's really unreliable at all."
He is not the only one making similar complaints.
"The news asking for help has been sent out for a long time. Why is there no response from Baidi Pavilion?" Master Shaoguang frowned and couldn't help but ask again, "Junior Brother Changsun, is there no news from there?"
"Yes..." Changsun Wu's face was gloomy, and his brows were full of uneasiness, "I have carefully confirmed that the secret water mirror is still functioning normally, and the communication with there should still be smooth - but there is no news at all.
"
"Something's wrong," Master Ruiling said in confusion. "Seeing evil but not eradicating it is something that goes against their ideals. Even if they are held back by something and can't get away for the time being, they should at least send us a message."
"Unless..." Chen Shi whispered, but shook his head and did not continue.
But everyone already knew what he meant.
These Ning Yuan and Huan Dan Zhenren will certainly not doubt the integrity of Baidi Pavilion like An Ziqing and other younger disciples - it should be noted that there are only individuals who betray their own positions, but there are no groups that betray their own positions. But since Baidi Pavilion's
If there is no problem with moral integrity, then the problem will become more serious.
I'm afraid Baidi Pavilion is also in trouble, and it's a big trouble, so big that they can't even spare a little bit of strength to support Qingyang Temple.
No, it might even be such a big trouble that they can't even find a Huandan real person and use the secret water mirror to contact this place.
"Perhaps we just guessed wrong. For example... maybe the elder who is responsible for managing the secret water mirror just has the opportunity and is practicing hard in seclusion..."
"There are six elders in charge of the secret water mirror of our sect. As long as one person is not in retreat, it will not affect the communication." Elder Ye of the Research Institute sighed, "The last one is me... I guess they should be like this too, then...
We can’t just have a few people in seclusion.”
Real people, you look at me and I look at you, my heart is full of uneasiness.
According to the principle of watching and helping each other, they should have sent people to see what was going on at this time and try to help. But at this moment, Qingyang Mountain was completely surrounded by the blood river. Apart from the secret water mirror, there was no other way to communicate with the outside world.
Contact. As for rushing out...well, it’s better to give up this heart.
Just now, Elder Sun Tzu Wen tried to control the Qingyun Sword, trying to break out of the whirlpool of the blood river. But as soon as he left the mountain-protecting formation, the sword light of the Qingyun Sword was stuck in the endless pool of blood. No matter how he activated his magic power, he could not move even half a step forward.
Instead, he was sucked deep into the blood river, unable to even stabilize his body.
If Changsun Wu hadn't made a quick decision and struck out with a shocking blow like a thunder bead, he would have died in a river of blood.
But what's even more frightening is that Changsun Wu's full blow of the thunder bead at that time actually only scattered a large river of blood, and was not even able to penetrate the river of blood.
Not even the Qingyun Sword, the sharpest among the Four Qingyang Treasures, can break through this river of blood. Not even the Thunder Bead, which is as powerful as the Heavenly Tribulation, can penetrate this river of blood. Naturally, other methods are even more out of the question.
"Actually, there is no need to worry too much." Master Kang said slowly, "No matter how big the trouble Baidi Pavilion encounters, can it be bigger than ours? If we can withstand it, of course they can too."
"Don't forget, Baidi Pavilion is the only one that has not been breached since the Five Sons of Shenshan established the sect. When it comes to Shiding's level, they are stronger than us."
"Actually, I know that what you are worried about is not the Baidi Pavilion, but this sect... Seeing that river of blood surrounding the mountain gate, even the Qingyun Sword and the Thunder Bead are ineffective, you have no confidence in your heart." Master Kang
His expression gradually became stern, "I think you have been at ease for too long, and your hearts are a little lax. So what if someone knocks on the door? What if someone blocks the mountain door? So far, we haven't even suffered any substantial losses.
Not yet, this battle has just begun.”
He is one of the oldest patriarchs of Qingyang Temple in the contemporary era, and has experienced countless ups and downs. Even if everyone understands the truth, it is particularly convincing to him.
The real people sighed deeply, calmed down, and quietly stared at the river of blood that was constantly consuming the mountain guarding formation.
As Patriarch Kang said, the current situation is actually not bad at all. What everyone has to do is not to contact others in a hurry, but to concentrate on recharging their energy and preparing for the war that will come sooner or later.
But after all the masters went to recharge their batteries, Master Kang slowly closed his eyes and sighed slightly in his spiritual thoughts.
"Senior Brother Lu, look at this level... can we pass it?"
"Isn't it that you and I have survived for so many years just to enable our sect to overcome such difficulties?"
Patriarch Lu said in his mind: "Even if I have to destroy my body and soul without even having a chance to be reincarnated, I won't hesitate."
Patriarch Kang nodded solemnly, but couldn't help but look to the northwest.
What kind of trouble did Baidi Pavilion encounter?
