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Chapter 163: Listen to the wind of aging

Ming Jing is sitting on the top of the mountain. This is the deepest part of the Death Forest. It is quite far away from Konoha Village. Even if you do something, you don't have to worry about being seen by others.

To be honest, Yue Xi's persistence made Ming Jing feel quite happy, but some things cannot be done just by being happy. So he and Yue Xi came here, and after letting Yue Xi wait for him at the foot of the mountain, they climbed up alone.

to the top of the mountain.

Ming Jing put his feet on the edge of the cliff and sat casually. Perhaps it was the intoxicating breeze. This leisurely state of mind made him couldn't help but close his eyes and quietly listen to the sound of the breeze. It was mid-September.

It can be said that this is the most comfortable time of the year. The weather is neither cold nor hot, and the sun shines lazily on your body, which is quite comfortable.

Gradually, Ming Jing's Tianting point glowed slightly, and the image of a slightly scrolled book appeared. He felt that his body slowly became lighter, as if it would be blown up by the wind in the next second. Ming Jing did not know that he was there.

With the help of "Goose Fantasy Book", we have entered the state that practitioners dream of - the unity of heaven and man!

In this state, Ming Jing felt like he was a part of the wind. He caressed the leaves with the wind. Then he suddenly increased his strength and blew the flying bird around. Then he was able to lead the wind to blow down the rocks from the mountain.

, disturbing the world like a naughty child.

Everything you do is so arbitrary and unrestrained!

Ming Jing suddenly remembered an ancient article he had learned in high school, which was a passage from Zhuangzi's "Xiaoyaoyou": "Fu Liezi walked against the wind, calm and kind, and after ten days and five days, he turned back. He was the one who brought happiness.

, I haven’t counted it yet. Although this is something I can’t do, I still have something to look forward to!”

Standing at the foot of the mountain, Yuexi felt that the wind today was a bit strange. At first, she thought it was a natural phenomenon caused by the cooler weather. But as time went by, the wind became stronger and weirder. Some on the left were smaller.

All the trees were uprooted, and there was not even a single ripple in the small pool on the right. Yuexi was a little frightened. She knew that even if these strange phenomena were directly caused by her young master, he must have something to do with it.

"Master... what are you doing?" Yuexi looked worriedly at the top of the mountain. The wind on the left had uprooted a big tree surrounded by two people, but the right was still so calm. But when she saw clearly the top of the mountain.

The situation is even more incredible.

Because my young master actually... flew!

"Whoa!" With a sound, Yuexi looked back and saw that the forest behind the small pool had been cut in half. The cut was as smooth as if it had been waxed, and you couldn't see the edge at a glance!

Immediately afterwards, Yuexi heard the soft voice of his young master in the wind. He concentrated his attention and managed to hear a few words: "The wind is unpredictable, people are impermanent, life is like duckweed, gathering and scattering in the vast distance. I say floating on the ground, the road is turning,

There is no shadow in the waves, and the jade hibiscus is cut by the wind."

Yuexi made her hair stand on end when she heard it. She was sure that the voice belonged to the young master, but why did the young master hold his voice and sing? The singing voice was full of a strange ruthlessness. What was going on with the tiredness and desolation?!

Immediately afterwards, Ming Jing waved his hand and Yuexi looked in the direction. He saw that the surviving trees on his left were slowly withering, and the green leaves turned yellow at a speed visible to the naked eye. After just a few breaths,

These big trees withered and died...

Yuexi was a little confused. Was this taking all the water out of the big tree? Suddenly she felt something was wrong with her left hand. When the girl lowered her head and looked, her pupils suddenly dilated. Fear burst out from deep inside her heart. There was a chaos behind her.

Cold, this is not about extracting water at all! This is... the ability to accelerate aging! Subconsciously, he lowered his head and looked at his left hand. As expected, the back of his left hand began to lose its elasticity.

"Master!" Yuexi quickly jumped into the small water pool on the right, and shouted to the mirror floating in the air with her hands like trumpets. She used Ice Escape to condense a pipe that led to the mountainside, and further away.

She couldn't control it, and the ice-made pipe would be broken by the wind. Then Yuexi took a deep breath and said to the ice-made pipe: "Master!!!"

No reaction? In other words, is the current young master unconscious?

Yuexi sighed, it would be fine if this was within the Kurama Clan's headquarters, but who knows what accidents might happen outside? Moreover, no one knows the scope of this ability to accelerate aging, if it extends to Konoha

The village is in big trouble!

"Huh??" Ming Jing, who was wandering in the world, frowned slightly. He had not been so relaxed for a long time. Therefore, Ming Jing decided to ignore Yuexi for the time being.

Yue Xi called out a few more times, but Ming Jing still didn't respond. She glanced at her left hand, which was now tarnished, as if it were the hand of a sixty-year-old man. Yue Xi looked around, trying to find a place to hide.

This terrible wind of aging, and then find a way to wake up the young master.

But something she didn't expect happened. Ming Jing's hair was slowly turning white. Yuexi was shocked. Could it be that this wind that accelerates aging means that the wind cannot distinguish between friend and foe? If this is the case, the young master will be in danger!

No, we must wake up the young master!

Yuexi gritted her teeth, stepped on the ice pipe and ran to the top of the mountain. But when she reached the middle of the mountain, she couldn't get any closer. Going up further, the wind seemed to have consciousness. No matter which direction Yuexi was sneaking from,

If you blow it off, it will be blown down by the wind.

"What should I do?... Young Master, wake up!" Yuexi stood on the hillside and saw that the Young Master's hair was almost completely white. She was so anxious that she was about to burst into tears.

"There must be a way!" Yue Xi took a deep breath and suddenly saw her own shadow. Her eyes lit up: "Yes, it can be like this! Ice Release Ling Jing!" Yue Xi walked around to the front of the mirror and used

Bing Dun made six mirrors, and then under her control, the six mirrors were made simultaneously to refract sunlight onto Ming Jing's face. This sudden dazzling light could be felt even with her eyes closed.

Ming Jing was so stimulated by the sudden light that he withdrew from the realm of 'harmony between man and nature'. He raised his hand to block the front and asked angrily: "Yuexi, what are you doing?!"

"Master!" Ming Jing hadn't even scolded her yet! The girl rushed up and hugged him desperately, almost knocking Ming Jing off the top of the mountain.

Yue Xi looked at Ming Jing and said with joy: "It's great that you are okay!"

"Huh?" Ming Jing was confused, what the hell is this?

"Look!" Yuexi pulled Ming Jing's long hair in front of her face.

Ming Jing was stunned, frowned slightly and asked, "What's going on?"

Yuexi explained what had just happened in detail, and finally said with lingering fear: "Fortunately, I thought of this, otherwise I really don't know what would have happened."

Ming Jing turned his head and looked down. The situation on both sides was clearly distinguishable. He came down from the top of the mountain, walked to the withered trees and pushed gently. The trees fell down with a "click", and then they were like dominoes.

One tree knocked over and another fell down, and soon there were no big standing trees in front of Ming Jing. What was even more desperate was that the animals living in the forest could not escape death. Everywhere he looked, there were dead bodies.

"Did I cause this?" Ming Jing was a little frightened. How many innocent lives died in such a large area! Fortunately, this place is far away from Konoha Village, and no one will notice it for a while.

Anomalies in an area.

"Yes." Yuexi nodded. She should have expected this scene. But because she cared about Ming Jing, she ignored this point.

"What...did I sing at that time?" Ming Jing took a deep breath and asked. He remembered the part of "Xiaoyaoyou", so Ming Jing still knew about the fact that he floated. But he didn't know about the following things.

The memory is very blurry.

"I only heard two sentences, and I remember one of them." After saying this, Yuexi pursed her lips, and then imitated Ming Jing's voice and sang: "The wind is unpredictable, people are impermanent, life is like duckweed, gathering and dispersing in the vast distance.

"

"This is Qin Opera!" Ming Jing was stunned. He had heard Qin Opera several times in his previous life (the part sung by the Big Boss in "The Return of the Great Sage"), but he had never understood it in depth. He only knew that it was the oldest opera in the northwest of the flower garden.

One of the dramas, it started in the Western Zhou Dynasty, originated from Xifu (the core areas are Qishan (Xiqi) and Fengxiang (Yongcheng) in Baoji City, Shaanxi Province), and matured in the Qin Dynasty.

"Qin Opera?" Yue Xi looked at Ming Jing with great interest. After singing a part by herself, she seemed to like this kind of singing.

"I don't understand either." Ming Jing shook his head and had no intention of continuing the conversation. He sighed, obviously he just wanted to relax, but he ended up with another problem.

"Go back!" Ming Jing looked at the dead silence in front of him, turned around and walked towards Konoha Village.

"Master..."

"Um??"

"Your hair...is turning black!"

"Huh?!" Ming Jing pulled a handful of hair, and sure enough, the snow-white hair was slowly turning black, just like a piece of white paper put into ink.

"My hands too!" Yuexi raised her left hand and said happily.

"Interesting... Go back first, we haven't been here today." Ming Jing squinted his eyes. Is this the power of aging weakening? But it can still be restored, which means that something is being consumed to make this happen.

Let’s do something!

"Yes!" Yuexi responded and followed Ming Jing. She was so happy that she unconsciously hummed the line she just sang. Ming Jing did not stop him. He felt that the tune seemed to be getting better and better...


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