Text Chapter 756: Dou Wen

Shang Qian was dexterous, and bandaged Bei Mingjie's wound in a blink of an eye, while Bei Mingjie's face was slightly pale and his breath was disordered. The injury was obviously not as light as imagined.

"Are you all right, little prince?" Zhuang Shaoyu asked.

"It's nothing, it's just a fourth-class demon spirit." Bei Mingjie shook his head and said, "I was careless."

"Well, if you encounter a demon spirit again in the next two days, please leave it to me, and the little prince will heal himself."

"good."

Chen Hang, the leader of the business nursing home on the side, stood there with his arms folded, his eyes flat, and he seemed to have a slight disdain for this leader of the younger generation of the Beiming clan. As the Beiming Festival said, the mere fourth The strength of the demon spirit itself can only be equivalent to the level of the Holy Heaven Realm, and the reason why Bei Mingjie was injured can only show that he is not good at learning and lack of experience in battle, which will lead to the injury under such a situation of strong unequal strength.

Lin Muyu didn't say a word, looked at the color of the sky, picked up some firewood in silence, and almost lit the bonfire outside the campsite.

"Young man, go to sleep." Sikong Yao said cheerfully, "I'm used to staying up late, today I'm here to keep watch."

"No, tell me to come."

Lin Muyu shook her head: "I'm used to it, you all go to sleep, commoner, you go to sleep too."

"good."

Naturally, Liu Buyi couldn't see the emptiness of spiritual power in Lin Muyu's body, and Sikong Yao, Shang Qian, Zhuang Shaoyu and others couldn't see it because of the restraining ability of the spirit pulse technique, so they all went back to the tent to rest.

At night, the sky is full of stars, and wisps of mist fall to form dew, moistening the earth.

Lin Muyu floated back to the trunk of the pine tree again, hugged the Bingyuan sword in her arms, closed her eyes, and could practice on her own while keeping vigil. The God-binding lock and Qiyao fairy gourd faintly revealed light, absorbing the surrounding heaven and earth aura To restore the master's divine power wasted, and if Lin Muyu used the spirit pulse technique, he could sense the crisis coming even in a light sleep.

Fortunately, there were no disturbers this night except for this fourth-class demon spirit.

But after the dawn of the sun, Shang Qian and Si Kongyao woke up, and woke up Liu Buyi to start cooking breakfast. The breakfast was very simple. Put the cooked meat that was not finished last night into the soup and reheat it. Give out two pieces of bread from Tianji City, and go on the road after eating. After all, the journey is long, if there is delay, it will probably be a year or two before returning to Tianji Empire.

...

The morning light shone in the jungle, reflecting a dazzling brilliance. Sikong Yao squinted a pair of beautiful eyes and followed behind Lin Muyu. Everyone was leading their horses. Only then can it work.

"Oops, there is no road ahead." Shi Tianming, who was walking in the front, suddenly complained, "I knew that this road would definitely be impossible to walk through, and there are thorns ahead, what should I do."

"A mere thorn forest, what are you afraid of?"

Bei Mingjie raised his eyebrows and said, "Just burn it."

"Burn." Shi Tianming was dumbfounded.

"Yes, burn it."

Bei Mingjie floated forward. Although he was injured, it did not affect his divine power. There was a very pure power of the law of fire in his palm, and he suddenly raised his palm, as if there was a rain of fire in the air. Hundreds of meters of thorny forests were all ablaze in flames, like a natural disaster.

Lin Muyu frowned and said, "The wind blows to the east, and the flames will definitely spread to the east. To the east is a very dense jungle. I'm afraid there will be a wildfire..."

"fine."

Zhuang Shaoyu laughed, and took out a fan from his waist. It was a purple gold fan with bright streamers and extraordinary momentum. It was much more expensive than Liu Buyi's Tianji Fan at a glance. Zhuang Shaoyu gently swayed the fan, blowing wind The power of the law is dense, and he smiled: "In this case, you only need to change the wind direction."

As he said that, the fan shook violently, and suddenly there was a gust of wind, and it was a strong wind blowing from all directions, gathering all the flames in the thorn forest until the flames were extinguished. cause any wildfires.

"Wow, such a strong control of wind law." Shang Qian smiled and praised sincerely.

Zhuang Shaoyu is naturally complacent. For him, the cultivators of the younger generation are mediocre, and there are not many who can reach his level of cultivation. However, he can show his strengths in front of the two goddesses he likes. , this is naturally what Zhuang Shaoyu yearns for.

Liu Buyi and Shi Tianming also opened their mouths wide, marveling at Zhuang Shaoyu and Bei Mingjie's ability to control power, but Lin Muyu bowed his head and said while holding the rein: "Let's go, the fire has stopped, we can go, the ones ahead The road is slightly flat, so it should be possible to mount a horse."

Si Kongyao nodded, but looked at Lin Muyu very curiously, and asked with a small smile, "Young Xia, what do you think of Brother Shaoyu and the little prince's cultivation level? They are people who can call wind and rain."

"Not bad." Lin Muyu whispered.

"What do you mean it's not bad?" Sikong Yao was surprised.

Lin Muyu smiled, lowered her voice as much as possible, and said, "It's very simple. This forest is a forbidden area of ​​the Tianji Empire. It is the legendary Forest of No Return. It is said that there is a powerful demon spirit at the demon emperor level dormant. We... It's better for us to keep a low profile and hurry on our way as much as possible. Such calling for the wind and rain may not be a good thing. Who can resist the demon emperor who attracts it. Besides, we should be cautious at every step when we are in a dangerous situation, and conserve our maximum physical strength to deal with the crisis that comes at any time. .”

Si Kongyao seemed very satisfied with this answer, she nodded and giggled and said, "Well, I completely agree, you are really different from the two of them."

"Why is it different?" Lin Muyu became interested.

Sikong Yao faltered for a while, unable to explain why, pouted: "Anyway, it's different, don't talk about it, they have all gone far, let's follow."

"Um."

...

The mountain breeze is warm, the morning light is clear, and the air in the mountains is very fresh. Zhuang Shaoyu, who was riding in front of him, couldn't help laughing and said: "It's been a long time since I went out for a walk. This situation really makes people feel emotional. I used to travel here when I was young. Here, listen to Master’s instruction and be careful, and now when I come here again, I find that the monsters here are nothing more than that, and the monster emperor is just a legend, no one has ever seen it, and it is probably fabricated.”

Bei Mingjie nodded and smiled: "Yes."

Zhuang Shaoyu unfolded the folding fan with a "wow", swaying it gracefully and said: "My little prince, I heard that my little prince is both excellent in poetry and fire, and he is known as the first person among the rookies of the Beiming royal family. Why don't you sing a poem with such a beautiful scenery?" .”

Bei Mingjie chuckled: "Brother Shaoyu will not give up on martial arts for the thesis, and the younger brother dare not take the lead. Brother Shaoyu should play a song first, and the younger brother will naturally follow."

"In that case, then I'll make a fool of myself. This poem is about wind."

Zhuang Shaoyu took a deep breath, looked up at the mountains and rivers in the distance, and picked up a five-character poem: "The breeze reverberates, the horses pass over the hills, the laughter enters the fairyland, and the clouds soar."

"Okay." Shang Qian clapped her hands and said with a smile, "Young Master Zhuang is really good at writing."

Zhuang Shaoyu was triumphant, and said with a smile: "My lord, it's your turn."

Bei Mingjie pondered, and said: "There is a mountain gate on the top of the cloud, and the forest is foggy and cold. There is no place to search for immortals, but only people who gather herbs."

"Okay." Zhuang Shaoyu clapped his hands and laughed, "It's good that there is no place to find immortals."

Sikong Yao and Shang Qian also laughed and cheered.

At this time, Zhuang Shaoyu's eyes fell on Lin Muyu who was walking silently, and said, "Since it's a three-person competition, the young hero should also compose a poem to cheer up the fun."

"I don't know literary talent, so I don't need it." Lin Muyu said.

"Young hero, don't be overly modest. Judging by your words and deeds, you must be an elegant person. Besides, you are the distinguished guest of Miss Sikongyao. The Tianji Continent has always advocated both literary and martial arts. There is no reason why a young hero can't compose poetry. If you even If you don't even know how to write poems, how can you be a distinguished guest of Tianjizong?" Zhuang Shaoyu was aggressive.

Bei Mingjie also laughed dryly: "Yes, you don't have to be modest, you can always compose a poem with just a stick of incense."

"No."

Lin Muyu rode his horse forward, reciting a poem in a flowing manner: "Matsushita asked the boy, and he said that the master went to collect medicine, only in this mountain, and the clouds are deep."

"..."

"..."

Everyone was astonished, and after a long while, Bei Mingjie clapped his hands and said: "Good poetry, good poetry, good... good artistic conception, I didn't expect that Shaoxia is really a master of both civil and martial arts, not simple and not simple."

"The little prince is ridiculous." Lin Muyu sneered in his heart. I have read three hundred Tang poems by heart. You sour guys want to compete with me. Isn't this the way to heaven if you don't go, and there is no way to hell? .

Zhuang Shaoyu said with a lukewarm smile: "I just saw a similar literary talent. As for Wu, who is both excellent in both civil and martial arts, I don't know when I will be lucky enough to see the young hero's martial arts cultivation."

"I will." Lin Muyu smiled lightly. At this time, the divine power in his body has recovered to about 60%. It is not a problem if he makes a move. The problem is that he can't face the demon king-level demon spirit, and he will only humiliate himself. Let's talk , Chen Hang, who has the highest cultivation base in this group of people, is at least at the level of a god-king.

...

At this moment, a "rustling" sound suddenly came from the bushes in the distance, and many grass leaves could be faintly shaken, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"A guest has arrived." Zhuang Shaoyu said coldly.

The guests were nothing but a pack of wolves.

Lin Muyu's spirit pulse technique has already sensed this group of wolves, but these wolves are relatively low-level, and their necks are full of patterns. There are nine colors in total. They are the legendary ninth-class demon spirits, and their strength is at most equivalent to The five-hundred-year-old spirit beasts in the Broken Cauldron Realm are not worth mentioning. The only thing that makes people afraid is that there are a lot of these demon spirit wolves, at least there are more than thirty.

"It's Borzoi."

Sikong Yao smiled slightly and said: "We are really lucky. We met wolves on the first day we entered the mountain."