There is a large locust tree standing beside an official road more than a thousand miles northwest of Qianyuan Lake.
Under the scorching sun at noon, an old man and a young man were sitting in the shade of a tree, leaning against the tree trunk with their eyes closed to meditate.
"Feiyan, try again."
The old Taoist Huo Yazi took out a maple leaf from his arms and handed it to the little old Taoist next to him.
Feiyan took the fiery red maple leaf, stood up, held the leaf in his palm and closed his eyes in concentration. A trace of spiritual power overflowed from his palm and melted into the maple leaf.
The maple leaves lit up slightly, reflecting red light. Feiyan closed his eyes and frowned slightly, as if he was sensing something.
After a while, he took back his spiritual power, handed the dimmed maple leaf back to Huo Yazi, and said:
"Master, we are going in the right direction. I feel that my nephew's aura is in the northwest."
The old Taoist nodded slightly, looked down at the broken ebony sword in the bag, and sighed.
Ever since they left Qingluo Village, the master and apprentice could not worry about Qiu Luo, but they were worried that they had nowhere to look for him.
The old Taoist suddenly came up with a plan and took out the Qianxia Mountain Maple Leaf Technique that he had previously obtained from Qiu Luo. He gave it to Feiyan and asked him to pour spiritual power into it. His whereabouts could be detected based on the aura left by Qiu Luo in the maple leaf.
Direction.
So the master and the apprentice walked all the way northwest.
But not long after leaving the village, I encountered groups of refugees, large and small.
Fortunately, Feiyan had already entered the stage of refining his Qi, and he showed amazing power at a young age, frightening the stubborn people among the refugees who coveted their property.
Unexpectedly, a few days later, while passing by an unknown hill, they encountered a large group of bandits, including bandit spies hidden in the ranks of refugees.
Fei Yan is just a kid of about ten years old, and he is only in the early stages of Qi refining, but a good man can't stand up to a pack of wolves, a group of open fire fighting, and a vicious bandit who is so cunning that he almost killed the old Taoist when he came up with a plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain. p>
Fortunately, Feiyan was alert and reacted in time to save Lao Dao. However, in the midst of a loss, all his belongings and a traveling donkey cart were taken away.
Only the lives of the master and the apprentice were saved, as well as the two baggage they carried with them.
At this time, Feiyan already had some foundation in cultivation, his spirit was different from before, and he had even grown taller. When he was protecting his master, he would inevitably complain: when he encountered bandits, he had to rely on himself to support himself.
The leader of a faction is actually helpless against a group of mortal thieves.
When the old Taoist heard about the suffering, he had no choice but to excuse it on the grounds that God had the virtue of a good life and he was too heavy-handed and would cause unprovoked killings.
As a result, the two of them had no choice but to walk on foot as before.
Fortunately, it is spring at this time, which is not as difficult as winter and summer, so we can walk at sunrise and rest at sunset.
It's just that sometimes I can't meet anyone for three or two days, so I have to eat and sleep in the open, but it's also extremely hard.
Feiyan was fine at this time. He already had a foundation for Qi refining, and because he was young, he was no longer as weak as before. However, he had suffered a lot from the old Taoist Huo Yazi, and had lost all his cultivation foundation, and he still had to suffer from wind and frost.
He turned to look at Feiyan and said in his heart:
This boy has made rapid progress recently. It seems that in a few days, he will be able to teach him the Qianxia Mountain Sword Art. By then, he will have cultivated his sword energy and given birth to a sword fetus. Why should he be afraid of bandits who have suffered from the plague?<
/p>
"Oh! Let's go! The sun is starting to turn westward, so we have to hurry. I hope I can find a place to stay before sunset today."
Huo Yazi, who has always believed in walking one step at a time, stood up, patted the dust on his butt, and said to Feiyan.
When Feiyan stood up, he suddenly looked up and saw strings of white locust flowers hanging on the treetops. It was really beautiful.
"Master, the Sophora japonica flowers are blooming! I'll go pick some up and let's make a steamed Sophora japonica flower meal, okay?"
Upon hearing this, Huo Yazi turned around, looked at the big locust tree behind him, and nodded.
Feiyan immediately jumped up to the tree, stretched out his hand and pulled down a large bunch of locust flowers closest to him.
Hmm?
Suddenly he felt something strange around him. He turned around and looked around, but there was nothing. There was only Master looking up at him under the tree.
Strange...
Forget it, picking up locust flowers is important.
After all, it is the nature of a young man. If he finds no abnormality, he will not delve into it further and continue to pick up the locust flowers.
Looking at Fei Yan jumping back and forth among the branches, the old Taoist suddenly felt a little emotional. This child has grown so big in the blink of an eye. It has been more than ten years since he came to this world, but he still has achieved nothing, alas... p>
A bouquet of white locust flowers fell from Feiyan's hand and landed just in front of Lao Dao's feet.
Steamed sophora japonica flowers, such a nostalgic smell.
Recalling my previous life, every time around May, my family would mix the washed sophora flowers with flour and salt. After steaming them in a steamer, they would either stir-fry them in a pan and eat them, or directly pour them with garlic juice and mix them with spicy oil.
, you can feel full after eating five bowls in one meal.
The smell of home...
It's just that it's only April now, why do these locust flowers bloom so early?
This world is really weird!
"Master! Continue."
After Feiyan finished shouting, he threw down a handful of Sophora japonica flowers in his hand. The old Taoist no longer thought blindly, spread out a rag, and rubbed the Sophora japonica flowers into the rag.
"Okay, that's enough."
The old Taoist rolled all the locust flowers into a bundle and tied them up, shouting Feiyan to get off the tree.
"Let's go!"
The old Taoist threw the Sophora japonica bag to Feiyan and shouted. Feiyan caught it, dusted off his body with one hand, and trotted after him.
Until the master and apprentice completely disappeared at the end of the official road, the bark of the main trunk of the big locust tree suddenly cracked from the inside, and a gray-haired man and a huge mouse emerged from the trunk.
The gray-haired man looked at the scattered locust flowers scattered on the ground, his face was livid and his whole body was shaking. He covered his eyes and did not dare to look away.
The big rat next to him noticed what he was saying and immediately understood. He quickly cleaned up the locust flowers scattered on the ground. After the ground became clean, he respectfully spoke to the gray-haired man:
"The boss has taken care of things."
The gray-haired man glanced at the ground secretly, his face softened slightly, he let out a breath of anger, kicked the gray-haired mouse in the crotch and spat:
"What did you do just now? You and I were almost exposed."
The big mouse screamed "Zhi Zhi", pointed at the treetops above and said aggrievedly:
"Just now, the little one was hiding in the bunch of locust flowers, and was almost picked off by the little thief. Then he panicked. Fortunately, the boss took action in time, and just now..."
"Okay! You are new to learning the art of escape, and your foundation is not strong, so you are looking for some weird places to escape. You deserve to be picked off, and who can blame you? Remember! Never be too ambitious and underhanded again.
You just have to practice more frequently."
"The lesson learned from the boss is, but from my perspective, the cultivation of those two people is really ordinary. Even if their whereabouts are exposed, it seems to be no problem. If we are really pushed into a hurry, the younger one can beat them both on the spot.
Kill..."
"Bang!"
The gray-haired man kicked the rat in the butt, sending it flying ten feet away.
"Kill! Kill! Kill your mother's ass!
Do you know who that veteran is?
That is the big evil star of the Longtai Incident three hundred years ago, the current head of Qianxia Mountain!"
"Ah! Palm...palm...palm..."
"Pa!"
The gray-haired man slapped him away, curing the big mouse's stutter.
The big mouse rolled his eyes and said flatteringly:
"The young man is blind and sees that he is just an ordinary mortal, but the kid next to him has some spiritual power fluctuations."
"Well... you were born late, and you were not allowed to see each other. I only met you once, and... um... after fighting for three hundred rounds, each of you ran away regardless of the outcome."
"The master is mighty and majestic! I admire you so much. In my opinion, the master Lao Shizi's skill at this moment should be inferior to yours."
"Oh, how do you say this?"
The big mouse covered his face, chuckled and came forward and said:
"Just now, the kid almost showed his body. The big boss came to rescue him. The old killer didn't react at all. On the contrary, the kid on the tree became suspicious. It can be seen that if the big boss really takes action, he will definitely kill the old killer.
Only one blow was taken."
The gray-haired man frowned when he heard this, and after thinking for a while he said:
"Well, it stands to reason that when I had to take action just now, the old killer should have sensed it, which is a bit strange.
Moreover, this old man suddenly came down the mountain, and he didn’t know why he came.”
"Master, you always said that this old killer suddenly came down from the mountain. Could it be related to the accident that happened to the second manager before?"
The gray-haired man narrowed his slender eyes, stared at the direction where the old Taoist master and apprentice were going, and said leisurely:
"Well... I just heard that they are going to the northwest, northwest... Jilong Mountain?"
"Hey! Wouldn't it be better that way? Let's go find the Huang family's misfortune, and we'll just wait and take advantage."
The gray-haired man snorted:
"Let's leave him alone for the time being. Important matters are important. Once we get back the golden blade and blunt spirit capsule, we will go back to deal with them."
