thunderbolt--

The thunder was rippling like a god-like man beating a drum in the sky.

In the deep mountains and old forests, more than a dozen young men and women, carrying bamboo baskets, walked on the weed-submerged path.

Zuo Lingquan walked in front with a sword in his hand, cutting off the withered vines and weeds along the way to clear the road, and occasionally looking up at the gloomy sky.

"There are twenty miles left, so I can rest for a night when I go to the place. Let's continue to tell you about "A Chinese Ghost Story"..."

"Senior Brother Zuo, don't say that it's so scary. Junior Sister Zhou is so scared that she always wants to get into your arms..."

"Hahaha……"

"Oh, you guys..."

From Xiongxia Li Ridge to Qihuang Valley, the straight line is about a hundred miles, but it takes at least 300 miles to cross mountains and ridges and cross the river all the way, and it takes at least 300 miles of mountain roads, and every three days, you have to walk more than 200 miles every day.

Although the distance is a bit long, the group of people are all practicing. They can still eat and stop and rest along the way.

Seeing that Heixiazi Ridge was still more than ten miles away, and he could rest for one night and return when he arrived, many disciples breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Rui, who was walking beside Zuo Lingquan, even joked:

"Senior Brother Zuo, when I was just collecting herbs, I heard my junior sister say private words. It seemed like I was going to sleepwalking at night and lie in your bed. You must be held back and you can't be sorry to the princess. If you really can't control it, you cough and I'll take the junior brothers out to avoid it first..."

Last time he was in danger in Changqing Mountain, Wang Rui almost died of death. Fortunately, he was in danger in the end and only suffered a little scratch.

No matter how Qihuang Valley views the behavior of taking risks to save people, Wang Rui, as the person involved, has kept this love in his heart; although he almost chopped his legs with one knife, he still has lingering fears, but gratitude will not be cut in half.

Since then, Wang Rui’s impression of Zuo Lingquan was left with only two, one was “righteous” and the other was “ruthless”, and the title naturally became a senior brother.

Facing Wang Rui's nonsense, Zuo Lingquan curled the corner of his mouth:

"You are heard by the princess, and there will be multiple small yellow gates outside Zhengyuan Hall in the future."

"Isn't this a private chat? In fact, in my opinion, the princess's personality should not be as strong as the rumored one, and she is really in love with Senior Brother Zuo..."

...

While chatting casually, the group walked into the flat basin, and Xiongxiazi Ridge also appeared at the end of the rainforest.

The journey of patrolling the mountain is very boring, and you may not encounter something worth talking about even if you run back and forth ten times. The journey is smooth and you are about to reach the rebate point. More than a dozen disciples relaxed their vigils and even searched for the dry vines and branches in the woods in advance to make fires and cook later.

Wang Rui was quite talkative. Seeing that Zuo Lingquan was unwilling to talk about his love for his children, he turned around and teased his junior sister.

Zuo Lingquan has been practicing sword for fourteen years, and has already developed the habit of being indifferent to things. Although he occasionally makes a few gossips, his eyes are always on the darkness of the rain forest.

Most of the sights covered by dense tree canopies were dead silent around them. Apart from the sound of disciples, there was only the sound of rain, as if there were no living creatures in the entire dense rain forest.

Zuo Lingquan didn't notice anything at first, but as he walked, he felt something was wrong, so he raised his hand:

"Stop the sound."

The disciples often went out to patrol the mountains and had already developed the habit of obeying orders. Men and women held their breath and condensed their breath at the same time, touching the sword they carried with them.

In this way, only the sound of rain remained in the entire basin.

Wang Rui held the hilt of the sword, leaned against Zuo Lingquan, and scanned the surrounding dense forest:

"Senior Brother Zuo, what's wrong?"

Zuo Lingquan didn't hear anything, but it was because of this that he felt strange:

"It's too quiet, there's no sound in the whole woods, which is not in line with common sense."

After Wang Rui reminded this, he realized that something was wrong.

Changqing Mountain is a barren mountain and wild ridge. Although ferocious beasts are not common, snakes, insects, birds and animals are everywhere. Even if it rains, it is impossible to be so quiet that there is no sound at all.

If this happens, it is usually because there are some beasts in the mountains and forests, which prevent the birds and beasts living here from singing.

The purpose of patrolling the mountain is to not only mine and collect treasures from heaven and earth, but also to hunt and drive away the ferocious beasts that run away to the periphery of Changqing Mountain. If they cannot deal with it, they will go back to notify the division commander. Seeing that there is something, Wang Rui spoke:

"Do you want me to explore the way?"

Zuo Lingquan held a long sword in his hand, listened carefully to the surrounding wind and movements. After waiting for a long time, there was still no movement. Then he raised his hand and said:

"Wang Rui followed me to explore the way, and the others stopped guarding. If there was any disturbance, retreat immediately."

More than ten young disciples were taught by senior brothers how to deal with dangers. They surrounded him and were wary of everything when they heard this.

Zuo Lingquan took Wang Rui and walked along the forest path with his hands and feet. He also took out the worry-free talisman that Jiang Yi gave him.

However, only when the worries are stimulated by the true qi can the person who uses the talisman to pull the true qi and surround the body; when the white jade zhu is stimulated by the white jade zhu, there is no adsorption target, and it will only stop in place, so it cannot be used in advance, and can only be held in the hand and wait for an opportunity to move.

The light in the rain forest was dim and the prosperous trees blocked most of the sight. The two of them walked out of only more than ten steps and left the sight of many young disciples.

Wang Rui was still scared of what happened last time. While walking carefully, he whispered:

"Don't meet Xingmu Mang again, this time there is no Uncle Wu..."

"Don't put the flag."

"Hmm? Oh, it's a blessing, not a disaster, it's a disaster. If you really meet it later, Senior Brother Zuo can just leave..."

"I have my own sense of responsibility, stop talking."

"oh."

Wang Rui smiled, said nothing, and carefully inspected the surroundings with his sword.

The two walked forward cautiously for nearly a hundred steps, but the surrounding area was still silent and nothing unusual.

As the saying goes, "If something goes wrong, there will be a demon." Zuo Lingquan is cautious and remembers Jiang Yi's advice. After realizing that the reason is not clear, he did not continue to explore the way forward and said:

"I won't go to Xiongxiaziling anymore. Go back and report to my uncle and let them come over to deal with it."

Wang Rui also noticed something strange and nodded to it, but just as the two were about to turn back, a noise suddenly came from behind:

“There is movement in the northeast…”

"It's Mo Biao, run..."

Wang Rui's face turned pale when he heard the words coming from the distance.

Mo Biao is a rare spirit beast. Although the "fearing beast" and "spitable beast" are both beasts, most ferocious beasts refer to animals whose bodies change after eating rare grasses. They only know how to hunt and have low intelligence.

Spiritual beasts are natural rare beasts, just like the huge white crane in Qihuang Valley, with intelligence and growth beyond ordinary beasts.

Although the physical fitness of the spirit beast is not necessarily better than that of the ferocious beasts, in terms of the degree of danger, wild spirit beasts are definitely higher than ferocious beasts, because spirit beasts know how to think about and analyze the situation.

"I've been convinced, I'll pull the tiger out of the mountain and go back soon."

Wang Rui quickly turned around and ran around the road, trying to help his junior brother and sister who were raided by the beasts.

As the leader of the mountain patrol team, Zuo Lingquan naturally returned to the rescue quickly.

But just as the two of them strided and ran more than ten steps in the rain forest, a shout suddenly came from the side:

"Look here!"

The voice is relatively old, but it is definitely a human voice.

Zuo Lingquan and Wang Rui were shocked when they heard the voice, and instinctively turned their heads and looked at the source of the sound.

I saw a figure in a black cloak more than ten steps away on the left, under a towering tree.

The figure clasped his left hand and raised his right hand. In his hand was a bronze mirror with a mahogany frame.

Just as Zuo Lingquan turned his head, the bronze mirror suddenly lit up a dazzling white light, illuminating the surrounding area.

The dusk rain covers the dense forest, and the light in the forest is already dim. The bright white light lit up by the bronze mirror is like a sun suddenly appearing in the dark night, turning the trees, flowers and plants into blazing white colors.

Although the white light flashed, Zuo Lingquan and Wang Rui had adapted to the dim environment when they were walking in the dense forest for a long time; when they were caught off guard, they were caught by the dazzling white light, and in an instant the whole world was only snow-white...

"Hold--"

"I've suffered..."

...

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The noise was heard, and the rainforest was densely covered in the dark in an instant.

The six people in Baisheng Valley were wearing black cloaks and stood scattered in the darkness.

Nangong Xin held a talisman clip in his hand, like a teacher holding a scroll. When he saw Zhao Ze driving the ferocious beast and driving away the remaining disciples of Qihuang Valley, he was puzzled and asked:

"Just kill them together, why do you have to spend so much time to separate people?"

"I cannot expose the existence of my Baisheng Valley. This boy will die at the hands of a ferocious beast and frame it for Fushishan. I will have to deal with the traces on the scene later. Too many people will easily leave my feet."

Seeing this, Nangong Xin stopped talking and allowed Zhao Ze to drive him away. He watched the movements deep in the dense forest.

The other side.

Qianteng Ancestor held the magic weapon "Golden Light Mirror" and flashed the eyes of the two people. Jian Wuye, who was hiding between the tree crown, showed his body; although he was only at the eighth level of Qi refining, the blue sword energy could be seen on the blade.

Tu Yang held the "Elephant King Shield" in his left hand and a "Divine Mace" in his right hand, which is also the standard configuration for disciples of the Iron Mansion. Ten levels of martial arts are enough to make the true energy appear clearly, and there is a yellow light on the round shield, and an elephant head can be vaguely visible.

The average cultivation level of Shanze and Ye Cultivator may not be as good as that of Miao Zhenggenhong's Taoist Immortal Master, but the experience of bullying the weak is definitely not comparable to that of the immortal disciples who grew up under the protection of the sect. Either if you don't take action, you will definitely be thunderous and thunderous. How can you give the other party a chance to turn the hand?

Seeing that the two were blinded by the golden mirror, Tu Yang held the elephant king shield and rushed towards Zuo Lingquan first.
To be continued...