change god

"Thank you, sister Wujian." Xie Yingzhou came over after washing up, took the barbecue that Ye Wujian handed over, dipped it in honey and ate it, and took the small crossbow that Shunlai took off from her waist with the other hand. Use it to look up.

"Is this what you took from those tiger hunters?" Ye Wujian asked.

"Well, I'll study it, and I'll throw it away later." Such an eye-catching thing is easy to attract people's attention when it's around. Sometimes Xie Yingzhou acts very capriciously, depending on her preferences, but it doesn't mean she has no brains.

Before crossing, Xie Yingzhou was very familiar with the structure of firearms. After all, they are often used. Sometimes they will be faked into various shapes to pass the security check. Although this small crossbow is small, its power is amazing. This made Xie Yingzhou transform it If she can make a weapon similar to modern times, then she will have more confidence in her personal safety after leaving Ye Wujian.

"Why throw it away?" Ye Wujian asked again, the small crossbow is well made, and it doesn't look like it will be a burden to carry.

"Because it is someone else's property, maybe we will have trouble with those people in the future." Xie Yingzhou smiled slightly, "And this crossbow can only hold four arrows, and I don't have any small arrows. It seems that it needs to be specially made. I think Some small parts here are very exquisitely made, is it easy to find such a craftsman? Sister Wujian."

Ye Wujian came over to look at the little crossbow, and said, "You can only find a good craftsman if you have to go to the imperial capital, but if you go out of Shenmiao Ridge and walk west for two or three days, you should be in Zhaorang City, where there is a man named Rong Gong." A craftsman, he once forged the famous sword Liushui when he was young, but since then, he has not made any satisfactory weapons, I heard that he is a eccentric wine stick, do you want to make one yourself?"

"I have a better idea." Xie Yingzhou put the not-so-tasty meat aside, and began to fiddle with the small crossbow carefully. She saw that there were still three small arrows on the small crossbow, so she adjusted it and lifted it up. The small crossbow shot an arrow at a stone in the distance.

"Boom!" The arrow from the crossbow hit the stone with a muffled sound, but was immediately bounced off by the stone.

Why is the strength so much smaller than that of Li Zhenshe?

Xie Yingzhou was puzzled, thought hard for a moment, injected spiritual energy into the small crossbow, and fired the small arrow again. This time the force was much stronger than the first time, and the small arrow directly penetrated into the stone.

It turned out to be so interesting.

Seeing this situation, Xie Yingzhou couldn't help showing a smile on her face, and she looked forward to cultivating spiritual energy even more.

"Why?" Ye Wujian looked at her actions and asked in confusion.

"It turns out that as long as spiritual energy is injected, all weapons will be several times stronger than before."

"It's natural."

"Sister Wujian, try it too." Xie Yingzhou handed the crossbow to Ye Wujian, and added, "Use spiritual energy."

Ye Wujian took the small crossbow and shot towards the original stone.

Xie Yingzhou watched her shoot an arrow without changing her face. In the blink of an eye, the small arrow had already flown out and passed through the boulder. She immediately turned her head to look. a few pieces.

"..." Is this a crossbow or a sniper?

Xie Yingzhou once again had a clear understanding of Ye Wujian's strength, she laughed a few times, and took the little crossbow back.

"This should be a new weapon that just came out. I don't know which master's book it is. I haven't seen it before." Ye Wujian was also a little surprised by the power of the small crossbow.

"Well, but I can make better ones." Xie Yingzhou had just figured out the structure of the small crossbow, and disassembled it in twos and threes, leaving only some small parts, and throwing everything else into the pool.

"What's better?"

"You'll know in the future." Xie Yingzhou put the parts into her pocket, squinted her eyes and smiled at Ye Wujian, who subconsciously smiled back and didn't ask any more questions.

"By the way, Sister Wujian, where is the Kunlun Immortal Mountain? Why did it collapse?" Suddenly thinking of going to sneak attack last night and hearing the chatter of those tiger-hunting cultivators, Xie Yingzhou asked Ye Wujian, now she needs to master more More about this era.

"Kunlun is located on the snow-covered plateau in the southwest of the mainland of China. There is a ladder connecting the earth to the heavens, and it is also a place where some gods live. However, more than 1400 years ago, for some reason, Kunlun collapsed, and the spiritual energy on the mountain scattered everywhere. Nearly [-]% of the people on the mainland died, and many countries on the mainland of China were destroyed at that time, and the era known as the Warring States by later generations came to an end."

"Where are the fairies?"

"I don't know. Immortals hardly show their holiness now. It may be because the heavenly ladder has been destroyed. Many immortals have returned to the heavens and no longer walk in the mortal world, so it is difficult for believers to communicate with them."

Xie Yingzhou found that when Ye Wujian was talking about this matter, there was an indescribable, slight, hard-to-see emotion. Ye Wujian probably knew more about this than she said, but she was very concerned about the matter. Those secrets were very resistant to being spoken out.

"That is to say, more than 1400 years ago, before Kunlun collapsed, there might have been many gods in the mortal world?" Xie Yingzhou was curious about this and continued to ask.

"Those histories are now kept secret, controlled by the royal families or big tribes of various countries, and rarely leaked out to the people, so few people know about the history before the collapse of the fairy mountain, even members of the royal family, not everyone can see it." Ye Wujian thought of a friend she knew, and answered Xie Yingzhou's question, "What I just said, about Kunlun as a ladder leading to the heavens, and returning to the heavens with the gods, is just a guess in a small number of classics that have been handed down. , and may not be quite accurate."

"Then besides Kunlun, is there any other place where gods live, how is it now?"

"Xiandao Penglai, that is overseas, no one has been there before."

"Has anyone been to Kunlun?"

"No one knows the history before the collapse of the top. Naturally, they don't know who those people who have been to Kunlun, or whether their descendants still exist. However, Kunlun is tens of thousands of feet high, and the snow-covered plateau is very vast. The air there is thin and very It is difficult for anyone to stay in the exploration for a long time, looking for things left by the gods. As for climbing Kunlun, it is completely impossible, and no one knows what the mountain looks like."

"...Sister Wujian, do you know what happened there?" Xie Yingzhou asked tentatively, feeling that something was different about Ye Wujian when this topic was mentioned.

"That's not a question that mortals can explore." Ye Wujian answered the wrong question, and her eyes were stained with a layer of red at some point, which was the expression of violent surge of devil energy.

Xie Yingzhou didn't ask any more questions, but obediently leaned her face on Ye Wujian's shoulder next to her, as if comforting her, but said nothing.

She could feel that Ye Wujian would feel heartbroken when talking about this issue. Although she neither said nor expressed it, Xie Yingzhou could feel it. Described, more secrets, that is the most important and fundamental thing for her.

Xie Yingzhou's nose is entwined with the faint fragrance of Ye Wujian's body, and she has more evaluations of this era and the people around her. Everyone she meets is not just a supporting role in a story, they have their own thoughts, their own Even if she, a traveler, knows the general trend of those people's lives, it doesn't mean that she is omnipotent.

I also need to be more careful, cautious.

Xie Yingzhou closed her eyes, thinking about her own calculations, and at the same time found that it was quite comfortable to lean against Ye Wujian. Even in modern times, it is rare for her to have such close friends. In this era, it means starting all over again, maybe She can make some different decisions.

"You have become a little different from before. Is it because you recall something before you lost your memory?" Ye Wujian looked down at Xie Yingzhou with complicated eyes. The girl closed her eyes, and her long and thick eyelashes made her face look even more beautiful. Delicate and delicate.

"A little bit." Xie Yingzhou still closed her eyes, unable to see any emotion.

"Want to tell me?"

"It's a bit messy now, I need to tidy it up." The corners of Xie Yingzhou's mouth turned up, Xie Yingzhou said it very perfunctorily, and didn't notice that Ye Wujian was looking at her intently.

After I have screened the information, I will tell you what I can say, and don’t even think about it if I can’t. But about you being a character in a novel, this should absolutely not be said.

The two of them rested for a while, and continued to walk through the forest. During this time, Xie Yingzhou did not do any willful things. Based on the information she has so far, she knows that her body is more flexible and powerful than before she crossed. Combined with the fighting experience before time travel, she can do better, but for the fighting ability of immortal cultivators, she only knows Li Zhen, who has fought once, and Ye Wujian, who has been by her side all the time. Or, one-on-one confrontation depends on skill, and you may not even be able to fight directly, let alone the unpredictable Ye Wujian beside him, Xie Yingzhou doesn't even have the intention to invite Ye Wujian to a friendly duel with her.

Realizing that she is so weak in this era, Xie Yingzhou is even more eager to become stronger, and wants to get a weapon that suits her. As for the Sheyuan that Ye Wujian gave, she has never pulled it out even once so far, regardless of it. No matter how supernatural, an unhandy weapon is just a burden.

After walking for a long time, at noon, Xie Yingzhou proposed to take a break for lunch according to her own habits.

"You're tired after walking for so long?" Yin Shan asked strangely Xie Yingzhou who was drinking water from a water bag.

"Anyway, don't worry, keep plenty of physical strength and rest time, you can deal with emergencies more calmly, you know, little tiger." Xie Yingzhou handed the water bag to Ye Wujian.

"Is that so?" Yinshan Jun tilted his head suspiciously.

"And I need time to study." Xie Yingzhou took out the "Silent Forgetting Method" bought from Ji Qinglan from her backpack, and found a quiet and soft grass to sit down.

"Learning what?" Jun Yinshan, who was interested in learning these two words, walked up to Xie Yingzhou and moved his head closer.

Seeing Mr. Yin Shan's hairy little head, Xie Yingzhou reached out to touch it excitedly, and asked solemnly, "Are you literate?"

"Father taught me." Yinshan Jun, who didn't like being touched, shrank his head back.

"Then let's read it together and make progress together." Xie Yingzhou saw that Mr. Yinshan had fallen into her own trap, and hugged Yinshan Jun into her arms unceremoniously, while opening the book.

"..." Yin Shanjun, who always felt that something was wrong, was stunned for a while, but he had no resistance to the word "progress", so he could only endure the smell of humans, and obediently leaned against Xie Yingzhou's arms and looked at it. book.

Ye Wujian, who was left aside, was not annoyed, just looked at the two of them silently, reinforced the backpack on the horse's back, and then sat next to him cross-legged and meditated.

I read the Jingmo Wangwu I bought, but Xie Yingzhou struggled to read the words used by the ancients and the practice of spiritual energy.

"Sister Wujian, have you read the secret book of Silence and Forgetting Things?"

"Well, it is the handed down work of Master Fangben Guanhai. He is a very famous immortal cultivator. It is said that he is more than 300 years old. However, he has no disciples and often hides in the mountains and forests of Dachuan, so few people can see his true self. Rong, this secret book he handed down from generation to generation, says that anyone can practice it, no need to get started, and no need to tell him, unlike the immortal masters of other sects, I admire him very much." Regarding Fangben Guanhai, Ye Wujian He talked a little more, and his admiration for him was beyond words.

"This book is divided into two chapters, the method of silence and the method of oblivion. The method of silence is to cultivate, store and improve one's aura, and the method of oblivion is to change and sublimate the aura in the body. This seems confusing." After trying hard to read the obscure and hard-to-understand method of silent oblivion, Xie Yingzhou found that the method of silent oblivion can be understood a little bit, but the method of oblivion is very conceptual, and she can't imagine it.