Cultivate with an African God

Shen Xiu is indeed a man with a way.

Those warriors closed their formation, and cold sand and dust fell on people's faces like hailstones. Not long after, they heard a lion's roar, and with a Wuzong as the center, a huge barrier opened from it, covering them.

And Wu Zong's power is the ability to use only one person's strength to play a formation composed of dozens of people just now!

No one knows why Wu Zong, who has always been stingy about making shots, is willing to make shots.

Unlike just now, the team was moving slowly. Along with the team's progress, the wind and sand slowly stopped at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When the wind and sand subsided completely, Mu Xinghe and Shen Xiu were invited from the end of the line to the front of the line.

The wind and sand subsided, and everyone watched the two people move forward slowly, all inexplicably surprised in their hearts.

They are warriors, they are people who have passed many tests and endured boundless hardships to gain their current power and status. And that person is a scholar. I know it well.The current world is not peaceful, and the strong are respected. Whether it is to expand the territory or compete for resources, they all rely on these warriors, and the others are just fighting in the rear.

So those scholars who can only use their mouths and read a few useless books, how can they be on an equal footing with their Wu Zong?

However, not only was that person sitting on an equal footing with their Wu Zong, his expression didn't even change when he was talking to the Wu Zong, his calmness was surprising.

Even that person's entourage is not polite, and there is no humility that a strong man should have on his face.

"Who is that person? So bold..."

"At first I thought it was just a freeloader, but did you see just now that Old Cui went to invite him in person!"

"You don't understand, this Mr. Shen is the descendant of the Huaiyang Shen family with thousands of volumes of poems and books. He knows more than poetry, rituals and music, and he can do far more than us to explore these ancient and strange places. "

At the beginning of the man's speech, everyone listened quietly, but before the words finished, everyone laughed.

"It's all for him to point out the way. In terms of effort, is he capable of doing more than us?"

Before long, however, they begin to understand that this person may never do more than they do, but it saves them a lot of effort.

They left the desert, and the temperature gradually rose from the cold. The overnight journey was extremely exhausting, and even warriors who had undergone a lot of physical exercise would feel tired.

After the incident, Mu Xinghe even helped Shen Xiu go back like an old lady, and sat down as soon as he arrived.Just pretending, his expression is still full of interest: "Hey boss, you say, your ability is not limited now, why do you still follow others?"

Shen Xiu is not like Mu Xinghe who can lie down and sit paralyzed anywhere, but just looks into the distance, and said indifferently: "It will be easy for someone to find out the truth for us."

Mu Xinghe looked up at Shen Xiu, and asked, "Would you like to take a break?"

Shen Xiu shook his head, Mu Xinghe looked out following his gaze, and felt a very familiar aura in his concentration, like suddenly seeing a clear spring in the cracked field.

——It's aura!

Mu Xinghe patted his face suddenly, sorting out the information in his mind.

The burial place, the battlefield of the gods, the death of both, the leakage of the true essence... the evil spirits of grass and trees are rampant, zombies and wild ghosts are everywhere... flesh and blood as a seal...

He couldn't help but "ah" when he thought of the end: "No wonder you want to come."

The team did not rest for a long time, and after recovering a little energy, they continued to set off.

People thought that everything would be much easier after leaving the desert, but they never thought that although there was water, grass and trees on the road ahead, it would be more dangerous than in the desert.

In the desert, they fought against the harsh weather and environment, but when they arrived here, they had to fight all kinds of ghosts and monsters!

There are no other humans here except them.Perhaps thousands of years ago there were cities and villages here, but as time passed, they were all buried by the yellow sand, and all human traces disappeared completely, leaving only the ghosts and monsters that absorbed the turbid air of the ancient battlefield wandering around.

And the animals and even the plants on the mountain that originally occupied this place, nourished by the turbid air, looked even more terrifying, changing into various strange forms, and attacking the people who invaded their territory ferociously.

Just when the fighters thought this was a war of attrition at the cost of blood, they saw Shen Yunlan.

Everyone in the world thought that Xiushi was weak and could only talk on paper, but when a monster opened its bloody mouth and attacked people, he stood at the front of the team and his face remained unchanged.

He doesn't have the slightest force, but he can be more calm than those who practice martial arts. There is his mansion in Shangjing, but he rarely lives there. Understand deeply, and point out their weaknesses and evasion methods in an understatement.

They were struggling to resist, but after he pointed them out, it was almost as if they saw light in the fog.

In the turbid and terrifying world, even the plants and trees seem to have become conscious, forming a maze, making them go around and get lost on the same road.

At that time, it was still Shen Yunlan, he seemed to be able to see through the obstacles and show them the way.

Some people said before, "It's all for him to point out the way. In terms of effort, can he do more than us?" Now they have seen bigger sandstorms, seen mirages, lost their way, and encountered strange beasts. When he was able to get close to the center of turbidity, he finally understood why the wise and brave King Queye insisted on taking these people with him even though the journey was so difficult and dangerous and the distance was so long.

They do have different talents.

When these people's abilities reach a certain level, they are no worse than these warriors.Indeed, he has the capital not to take an inferior stance towards warriors.

However, how many Shen Yunlans will there be in the world?

However, not everyone is happy to see such a person in the limelight.They themselves are weak and powerless, they shouldn't know too much, and they shouldn't be the focus of others' attention.

At this moment, the person who became the center of the discussion was almost strangled by the throat.

just almost.

It was a sunny noon, dead trees fell to the ground, there were rotten tiles and green bricks on the ground, and a few green grasses stubbornly protruded. The team stopped and everyone took a rest.The white-clothed scholar was talking to the two Wuzongs. He behaved decently, but he obviously didn't take anyone seriously. There was a boy-like attendant beside him, who was always smiling and very cute.

Wu Zong's attack came very suddenly.

Before he swallowed the end of his sentence, his hand suddenly became colored like a raging fire, and he went straight to Xiushi's fragile neck!

At this time, the itinerary is coming to an end, and the ancient battlefield is in sight.

That is a sinister force that calls for death!He is determined to kill this man!

At that moment—just when the man's hand was about to touch the neck of the young man in white, his hand was blocked by something.

It was a small tree branch.

Holding the small tree branch was a handsome young man with an unusually gentle and kind smile.

That was the entourage brought by Shen Yunlan, but the person who shot it never thought that this young entourage could block his blow when he didn't even notice it!

Who is he, Zhao Zezhong, a figure in the top fifty of the world's master list, all fighters under the heavenly rank will give him a little face, and any enemy will avoid him three points!

But who is this yellow-haired kid?

I don't know which wild child jumped out of the bump, his words are contemptuous, his actions are rude, and his figure is not strong. Why is he already in front of me, since he didn't notice it? !

He looked at the young man in surprise and anger, not realizing that his complexion had turned pale because of this simple resistance.

He didn't expect that even such a person needs to be on guard!

In addition, that Wu Zong also gathered his own strength. If that young man dared to act rashly, even if he would not perish here, he would definitely not end well.

The young man seemed unaware of such an impending atmosphere, his smile didn't change at all, he seemed innocent, his eyes sparkling with amber were still very clear: "If you have something to say, let's talk about it, my son is a scholar , the body is weak, don't touch your hands and feet casually!"

Zhao Zezhong had already accumulated energy in his hand, but the person who blocked him seemed to be acting in a different play with him, his tone was respectful and cheerful, which made it difficult for him to do so for a while, but he calmed down in a moment, and said with a sneer: "One Jie Scholar?"

Then he stopped looking at the boy, but at the man in white who still looked calm.This person has an unusually good-looking complexion, but his posture is neat and clean, so that people hardly dare to look at him closely.

"You claim to be a scholar, but you are so familiar with these ancient secrets and hidden paths. Even though the Shen family was full of people back then, it was too old to pass on by the time you were born, and you still have such little-known masters by your side. "Zhao Zezhong stared at him and asked forcefully, "—Who are you?"

But now he heard a sigh.

The sigh did not come from Shen Yunlan, but from his little follower.

The little follower was still holding his tree branch, and said with a smile and an almost innocent tone: "Isn't King Que Ye thinking that he is him?"

That simple sentence made Zhao Zezhong pause.

——Yes, this person is directly wanted by King Que Ye. If there is a problem with his identity, King Que Ye should also understand.Just why put it among them?

Countless thoughts flashed through Zhao Zexin's mind, and his face remained calm, but because of this sentence, he finally endured his killing intent.

The boy then put down the branch, clapped his hands, and said, "It's not here yet, so don't quarrel."

Their tense atmosphere just now was defined by the teenager as a light "quarrel", which made people feel absurd.In fact, when he realized something was wrong, he was ready to attack Shen Yunlan. Even though they hadn't reached their destination, Shen Yunlan didn't have the slightest level of martial arts, so he was controlled by others and could only be eaten by mermaids.

Shen Yunlan seemed to have no ability to resist, but what he didn't expect was that the little follower beside him was hiding such amazing strength!Judging from the speed of his movement, he should have the strength of an earth-level warrior!

At this time, Shen Yunlan turned around as if nothing had happened, and was about to leave, saying: "The journey is tiring, you can take a rest in front. There are many organ formations ahead, if you want to send me away, please do so. "

Seeing Shen Yunlan leaving, the young man jumped up and down to follow.

Zhao Zezhong looked at their backs and was shocked.There was no trace of tension in the figures of the two people who were attacked, on the contrary, he was sweating like a person who was attacked!

Just now their words were very kind, but now aftertaste, they always make people angry for no reason.

He turned his head to look at his companion, it was another Wuzong named Xiang Man, he had never gotten along well with him, just now he had been standing quietly watching with his sword in his arms, without any help.

Zhao Zezhong asked almost forcefully, "Why do you keep watching? Don't you think those two are weird?"

Xiang Man put down his sword, his eyes could not be opened, and he said slowly: "Maybe it's because we are the ones who are weird, otherwise, how could we attract King Queye's attention? Otherwise, why did King Queye call Shen Yunlan here?" ? Otherwise, we wouldn’t know about a master like that kid?”

Zhao Zezhong suddenly felt a chill rising from his heart. He looked into the distance, and all he could see was a withered wilderness, and the moon set from there.

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I'm not in good health recently _(:3」∠)_ I'm distracted, the update is a bit slow, I'm sorry, I will try my best to recover