Chapter 174: The real person comes to commit the crime, and the sword stays alive
half day.
It's getting late.
Zhuang Ming reached into his arms and took out an object. The dragon opened its mouth and breathed out, and its magic power attached to it.
Immediately, he stretched out his hand and threw it, and the fist-sized object suddenly expanded to a radius of about ten feet.
"What is this?" Yue Ting asked.
"The cloth woven from exotic silk can be condensed into a ball, and when activated by magic power, it can expand accordingly. It is worth one hundred and sixty-two spirit-gathering pills." Zhuang Ming said softly: "Those who are successful in spiritual practice, eat the clouds and drink the dew.
There is no need for it if the cold and heat do not invade it, but sleeping in the wilderness under the Dao Seal has many uses."
"Does this look like a military tent?" Lu He was slightly surprised.
"Imitation." Zhuang Ming waved his sleeves and said: "I was supposed to recharge my batteries last night, but I didn't think about Yin Yuzhou's attack, so I couldn't have a good rest. Tonight, there is a Dragon Lord sensing the outside world, that white beast.
Keep watch outside the tent, and you can rest peacefully."
"Okay." Yue Ting was not polite at all and said with a smile: "Good thing, from now on, when you walk outside or sleep in the wilderness, you don't have to worry about rain in the middle of the night, dew in the morning, and cold wind in the mountains at night.
It’s all about blood to keep out the cold.”
——
At night.
Wen Han sat cross-legged without resting.
Yue Ting fell asleep early and felt at ease.
The white beast is crawling outside the account.
Zhuang Ming exhaled and looked forward.
Lu He whispered: "That boy today?"
Zhuang Ming said: "It will come again, I just don't know when."
The young man clearly came for the white beast. When he saw the white beast being surrendered by him, he turned around and left without saying a word.
Such a person does not seem like someone who would give up.
Lu He said: "He sees that we are not easy to mess with, but he has no intention of compromising. I'm afraid there is a real person behind him."
Zhuang Ming nodded and said, "As long as it's not Zhenxuan, it's easy to talk about."
When Lu He heard this, he thought of Long Jun's power and Wen Han's power, and was deeply convinced.
"You should go to bed early."
Zhuang Ming said: "You don't need to keep vigil."
After he finished speaking, his brows gradually rose.
Wen Han opened his eyes with a fierce look on his face, and his palms were already clenched into fists.
Lu He was startled for a moment and looked at Zhuang Ming.
Zhuang Ming said calmly: "It's nearly a hundred miles away."
He stood up slowly, stretched out his hand slightly, pressed down, and said: "You are in the tent, waiting for the opportunity."
Wen Han nodded and slowly gathered his energy and blood.
——
"The earth spirit is just ahead."
"It took a lot of effort to lure out an earth spirit, and let you watch it to see if it seeks good luck and avoids bad luck. Can you find the source of the previous beast wave? Why did you come to worship someone else?"
"I just went to pick a fire Ganoderma lucidum, but I didn't see it for half an hour, and it actually became someone's mount. What can I do?"
"This earth spirit was surrendered to me by my master at that time. It would rather die than surrender. How come it became a mount for someone within half an hour?"
"So this disciple suspects that the opportunity of the previous beast tide turmoil is very likely to fall into their hands."
"It is not impossible to speculate like this."
The old man's tone was complex and he said calmly: "Earth spirits seek good fortune and avoid misfortune. There must be a chance for them."
——
The vast night.
The moon is like water.
The light in this mountain seems quite bright.
There was an open space in front of it, which seemed to have been swept by someone, and in the center of the open space, there was a large tent with a radius of about ten feet.
"Made from exotic silk?"
The old man showed a strange color.
The young man beside him hurriedly responded: "Among them, there are two warriors, and the one riding the earth spirit seems to be a cultivator who has not even completed the Dao Seal. He is no different from ordinary people. It is probably because of him, so
That’s why I use this kind of thing.”
The old man nodded and moved forward.
In front of the tent lies a white beast, with a body like a horse, a face like a cat, and its hair is like frost and snow.
When the old man saw it, an unknown fire arose in his heart.
"I'll give you a toast or a fine drink. I'll treat you in every possible way. I don't see you willing to surrender, but you take the initiative to join someone else's family and become a mount."
The old man waved his sleeves and said: "If you were willing earlier, now you should have the opportunity to try to condense the elixir and become a great demon."
As he said this, a magical sword fell from his sleeve.
But before he could take a step.
Then a man came out of the tent.
"Old senior, this can be considered my mount. If you scold my mount in front of me, wouldn't you be looking down on me too much?"
A man walked out, tall and tall, dressed in white, with a delicate face, standing with his hands behind his back, smiling.
The old man raised his brows and saw that this man's aura was weak, with only a ray of true energy in his body, and the Tao Seal had not yet been formed.
Is this person given the opportunity to be surrendered by the white beast?
"This earth spirit was brought from the depths of the wilderness by me half a month ago. It belongs to me. Do you really think that it is your mount when it worships in front of you?"
"Isn't it?" Zhuang Ming said with a smile: "This earth spirit is born from the earth. It was not born by you, nor was it raised by you. It belongs to you just because it was attracted by you? It does not want to surrender to you.
If you come and surrender to me, you will naturally be mine."
"Then it depends on your ability."
The old man swiped his long sword and his face turned cold.
His breath gradually rose.
Surprisingly, he is also an upper-level cultivation level of Jindan.
The mountain breeze is cool and blowing over.
Zhuang Ming seemed to feel a little colder, so he put his hand into his sleeves, exhaled slowly, and asked: "You want to take my mount away by force?"
The old man said coldly: "It's just an earth spirit, what does it mean? I want your chance!"
Zhuang Ming muttered vaguely and said: "Is it possible that you allowed the earth spirit to use its ability to seek good luck and avoid evil to find the source of the previous turmoil?"
The old man pointed his sword and said: "What does it have to do with you? Since this earth spirit has come to find you, no matter whether the beast tide is turbulent or not, it is on you or not, but at least you have a chance to make it surrender. I don't want your life."
, as long as you have a chance."
Zhuang Ming nodded slightly and said: "I don't want my life, I want this sword."
The old man's face was slightly cold.
And just then.
A dragon roared.
Shocked.
resounded throughout the mountains and plains.
"Lord Huanlong?"
The old man's complexion changed slightly.
Zhuang Ming nodded and said, "It's me."
The old man looked at the dragon circling upwards, his expression changing, and he quickly stretched out his hand and moved forward with his magic sword.
I saw this sword coming out of my hand and thrusting straight into the ground in front of Zhuang Ming.
As soon as he saw the old man, he turned around and left without any hesitation.
"..."
Zhuang Ming was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said: "He is an interesting person."
Judging from the way this old man behaves, he cannot be said to be a good person.
Zhuang Ming heard a lot about killing people and seizing treasures, but he didn't see much about it. But among the rumors, there weren't many that were as straightforward as this old man's.
In the secular world, this person is no different from a robber, but such a person often has his own set of rules to protect his life.
If he takes action, he will die today.
Even if he compromises, Zhuang Ming may not let him go lightly.
Now he dropped the magic sword and turned around to leave. Zhuang Ming was a little stunned and shook his head slightly.
But in the darkness, a flash of blood suddenly flashed.
Suddenly something was thrown at Zhuang Ming's feet.
It's a head.
This head is clearly that of the boy we saw in the afternoon!
"According to the laws of Dachu, these two masters and disciples are like robbers. They kill people and steal treasures. They should be killed!"
In the darkness, the voice came slowly and coldly.