Cultivate with an African God

It was a day when spring was just right, the air was full of water and the fragrance of flowers and plants, wildflowers were blooming all over the slope, and the shrubs on the mountain were also covered with lovely fresh green. The sunshine was just right, and everything was so pleasant.

Even the means of transportation they used for this trip... It's really not cool.

Mu Xinghe was sitting on the bullock cart with a booklet on his lap, looking at it one by one, and from time to time he tried to put out a few spells to startle the hares and grasshoppers in the grass.Zhong Zijin looked spoiled and spoiled, but he was very obedient and took the initiative to urge the cow to prevent it from losing itself while walking.

His original words were as follows: "You Taoist cultivators, all of you are delicate and weak and easy to knock down—except for my idol in life, of course—so I will do this kind of dirty and rough work."

Of course, this is also a well-informed and experienced cow, most of the time Zhong Zijin doesn't need to remind him, so Zhong Zijin also sits on the bullock cart to read his newly bought sword manual.

Mu Xinghe was a little drowsy from studying.Suddenly woke up by Zhong Zijin.

Zhong Zijin slapped his thigh and said in shock, "This is wrong!"

The sound was so loud that even the cow stopped in shock.

Mu Xinghe helped the book that was about to fall from his lap: "... huh?"

Zhong Zijin pointed angrily at several pictures on the sword manual, and said, "Look, this, this, this, and this are totally wrong! You can't even hold the sword steady if you use the sword like this! It's all inconsistent, it's not a one-line swordsmanship at all!"

After he finished speaking, he seemed to be out of anger, and closed the book bitterly.

Mu Xinghe only glanced lazily, he really didn't know anything about swordsmanship, so it was useless to look at it, and he just said: "Actually, I thought you should understand it after seeing the so-called 'No. [-] Swordsmanship in the World' .”

"What if there are real materials! Those stories are written with real secrets hidden in unexpected places!" Zhong Zi was full of enthusiasm, his face was puffed into a round shape, without the slightest trace of originality. Seeing the demeanor of a stern swordsman, "Why didn't you remind me!"

"At that time... I didn't know you well, bro."

Zhong Zijin couldn't refute, sighed, and began to frantically wipe his sword.

During this period of time, Mu Xinghe found out that his companion, in his free time, would polish his sword eight hundred times a day, and after that, he would stare at his sword affectionately for eight hundred seconds, and practice swordsmanship whenever he had time. From the sword move, he practiced splitting the fallen leaves along the veins with a single sword, and he even tried to get Mu Xinghe to throw leaves for him to practice multi-target operations.Mu Xinghe pretended to look around, but firmly ignored him.

But looking back, Mu Xinghe actually wanted to ask him one thing the first time he saw him.His sword does not match his image at all. Zhong Zijin is a man who wears black clothes when he is not speaking. He looks like a handsome young swordsman. When he speaks, his image is completely destroyed. He may be a lively and lovely boy next door. Brother, but whether you say it or not, this sword is extremely incompatible with Zhong Zijin.It was a very gorgeous sword. Although the scabbard was painted with ordinary rosewood, it was plated with golden patterns and inlaid with many colorful gemstones. The hilt seemed to be made of ivory, and the pommel was also made of gold. What is carved, it is really an incomparably low-end luxury.

However, before Mu Xinghe could say anything, their mature and strong old cow was dragging the cart, but the old man ran into the carriage on the road in a frenzy.

The ox cart that had been lukewarm all the way, now collided with someone else, causing quite a shock, Mu Xinghe felt his buttocks bouncing.While the aftermath was still in the air, he saw the person on the carriage lift the curtain. The man lifted up the curtain with the handle of a fan in a dignified manner. His expression was full of impatience, but also full of sarcasm.

The moment Mu Xinghe made eye contact with that person, he already instinctively felt that this person had deliberately moved his hands and feet to let them bump into him.

When the accident happened, Zhong Zijin had already jumped out of the ox cart with his sword in his hand. He was originally checking whether the ox was abnormal, but now he heard the slight movement of the curtain being raised, but he raised his head very sensitively. Taking a look, his expression suddenly changed, and he saw a flash of coldness, he had already drawn his sword out of its sheath, the point of the sword was gazing at the people in the carriage.

His voice suddenly turned cold: "Fentian Palace? You still dare to come? You killed my disciple, and you still dare to appear in front of me?"

"It's strange," the man in the carriage smiled slightly, "This road is not from your Yingzhou sect, why can't I come? How about killing your disciples? If you have the ability to kill them, you can kill them and come back."

"What a capable one," Zhong Zijin said with a sneer, "Is it your ability to kill one and return ten and harm the irrelevant juniors?"

"Forget it," the man clapped his hands suddenly, and the curtain fell down, and he could only hear his mocking voice, "You two senior brothers and masters are extremely defensive, and if I bully the small with the big, they will definitely go all out It's very annoying to dispatch. 23, you come down and deal with them, if they can't die, then you can die too."

A tall, strong young man with gloomy features slowly got out of the carriage, even if he was ordered to either die or live, his face showed no sadness or joy.At the same time, the horse neighed suddenly, and the carriage left straight away.

Zhong Zijin intended to prevent the man from escaping, but he raised his sword to slash, but was stopped by the tall and strong young man with his hand!

Just hold it with your hands!

"There are demon cultivators and sword cultivators fighting on the road ahead!"

It didn't take long for the news to spread around.Some people who were walking in front even heard the news and turned around to watch the fun.

As a matter of fact, they would just watch the excitement of this kind of thing. No matter which way the two parties cultivated, they had their own grievances and grievances when they started fighting.

People tacitly surrounded the battle site in a circle, and left enough space to evacuate quickly when something happened. A group of people were watching the two fighting among them.

It was a battle between a young sword cultivator and a young demon cultivator.

The demon cultivator's moves were weird and he didn't bring a weapon, but he also pointed out that when he formed the formula, blood shadows would often fly out in the form of red crows, intending to peck at the youth of the sword cultivator. He is strong, and he seems to have gone through many methods to temper his body the day after tomorrow, and his physical body can withstand swords one or two!

However, that black-clothed swordsman is not easy to get along with, his sword is extremely fast and changes his moves very frequently.When Moxiu moves a little bit, his sword's posture can change accordingly, making people almost breathless - the sword is a fast sword, and many people have seen fast swordsmen, but few people have seen it like this Almost only relying on instinct to change sword moves, let alone such a quick reaction to change sword moves, the sword's momentum can continue like the waves of the sea!

What a sword!

Although the two are at loggerheads on the scene, if you have more experience in actual combat, you can easily see that Moxiu will use his physical strength to resist, and sooner or later he will be unable to resist, while Jianxiu's sword momentum has never been stronger since the beginning. Signs to stop!

People with more active minds have already moved their eyes to other positions on the field.I saw a dilapidated bullock cart on the road. The cow seemed to sense the killing intent, and knelt aside and shivered. A young man bent over and patted the cow's head, as if to comfort him, and glanced to the side from time to time. battle situation.

Judging by his age and appearance, the boy should be the companion of the black-clothed sword cultivator.

Or maybe... it's the black-clothed sword cultivator's burden.

Because that boy was only at the level of Qi training period, as long as Moxiu turned his head and targeted him a little bit, the boy would be absolutely powerless to fight back.And Jianxiu, as the boy's companion, must be distracted to take care of the boy, and if he loses sight of the other, he may show his flaws!

The young demon cultivator seemed to have thought of this level, and suddenly disappeared from the battlefield.

The wind stopped, the branches and leaves stopped swaying, and everything became quiet, as if there was nothing unusual.

The swordsman in black didn't panic at all, the tip of his sword only turned around, and a bright sword light was drawn.

"It's all been discovered, why don't you come out?"

In the direction his sword was pointing at, a pool of blood seeped out of the bushes, and then countless ghost hands stretched out from the pool of blood.

Among those struggling ghost hands, in the distorted air, a few figures could be vaguely seen.

The magic repair is indeed a magic repair!They didn't intend to be one-on-one at the beginning, but used the young Moxiu to attract attention, and the others hid around, waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack!

But what surprised people was not entirely the character of the demon cultivator, but the technique of the ghost hand emerging from the pool of blood.

——What kind of weird technique is this?

— See what you have never seen!

This technique is not something that sword cultivators can issue, and people suddenly hold their breath when they think of this level.

The user of this weird and terrifying technique is actually the seemingly harmless young man in the Qi training period who has been comforting the old cow!

The young man was still standing next to the old cow, with a breeze blowing through the ends of his hair, it seemed that some pieces of hair flew near his eyes, and he squinted his eyes.Even in such a perilous environment, he has a strange calmness and self-confidence.

The figure just showed a little trace, and the black-clothed sword cultivator had already stabbed with his sword. The sword shadow was as fast as lightning, which caught people off guard.Before everyone could see his figure clearly, they found a figure coming out from behind Jianxiu, pointing to a tactic, with thick blood shadow condensed on the fingertips, but it looked like it was about to sneak attack!

But he didn't move, and his breath suddenly suffocated.

A chopping wind tactic slashed at the back of the attacker's neck.

This technique still comes from a young man in the Qi training period. The Wind Chopping Jue is a very common technique, but this one can be seen by anyone with a little magic power to be unusual!

This technique comes later and arrives first, which shows the seriousness of its potential.The Wind Chopping Jue is a wind attribute spell, and wind attribute spells are very easily affected by other things. However, when this spell maintains speed, its angle, strength, and cohesion are all controlled to the same score.

What a terrible technique this is!

What a terrifying ability to use spells!

"Why, when I don't exist?"

The boy's voice was clear and clean, and he was lazily leaning on the old cow with a slight smile.The spring breeze brushed in front of him, the spring breeze and the young man couldn't be more suitable.

Not long after, Zhong Zijin had already dealt with those people. He won the battle, but he didn't look too happy. He jumped into the cart, drove the ox forward, and wiped his sword again.His tone was a little lonely, and he said: "I'm really sorry, these people are here to trouble me, my master has a grudge with them, alas, I'm really sorry, I didn't help you solve the trouble, but brought you trouble."

Mu Xinghe yawned and said, "It's nothing, nothing that can be resolved is not a problem."

Mu Xinghe's mind was still on the battle just now. In fact, he wanted to use Gale on Zhong Zijin for a moment just now, but he couldn't release the Gale. Gale is Kagura's ability to pull people. Gale has no effect on Zhong Zijin, does it mean that this type of skill can only be used on his own shikigami?

Mu Xinghe's reassurance did not make Zhong Zijin happy. He put the sword back into the sheath, stroked the golden veins, and sighed: "This kind of brat, I still let you do it. My sword practice is not enough!"

Mu Xinghe was very surprised to see his self-blaming tone: "Your tone seems to be embarrassing to me."

Zhong Zijin put the sword by his side, which was easily accessible. He looked at Mu Xinghe, his eyes were clear without any haze, and his expression was very serious: "You are the one who hired me. If there is something to ask you to take action, wouldn't it be a waste of money and make me appear useless?"

At this moment, Mu Xinghe suddenly understood the mood of the boss at the time. With such a younger brother who is easier to use and a bit stronger, he doesn't want to work anymore. Wouldn't it be nice to let the younger brother do it all by himself?

However, Mu Xinghe is not as willing to stand by as the boss is. He feels that he is a very conscientious person, and he is very out of the low-level interest. You see, my cultivation level is still very low now, and I always look for opportunities to improve it."

Zhong Zijin was distracted by his words, and asked him why a disciple of Yunfu in the Qi training period came here through mountains and rivers.

Mu Xinghe chatted with Zhong Zijin one after another, and he was still thinking about something - along the way, there were Zhong Zijin's enemies, and there might be monsters that others mentioned. In fact, it was a good practice opportunity. With Zhong Zijin by his side, it might even be a chance to spawn monsters.It's just that the sect behind Zhong Zijin is also considered huge, with complicated relationships, and he has a temperament that can't be hidden from others. In the end, they have to go to Jianliji, a place where they will meet acquaintances from the sect. This is the time to summon Shikigami.

Zhong Zijin went to Jianliji with his seniors last year, and he knew the way surprisingly well. The two talked nonsense all the way, and they didn't encounter any obstacles. After three or five days like this, at sunset, they arrived in a city smoothly.

Zhong Zijin introduced that this should be the largest city on this road. The name of the city is Dengwu. The gates of the city are wide open to welcome the cultivators who come and go, and if they want to prepare any supplies, it is best to prepare them in this city.

This is the first time for Mu Xinghe to come to such a big city. The roads here are open and wide, and there are many buildings. Even at dusk, the roads are still full of people. With the shouts of street vendors, it is extremely lively.

Zhong Zijin led Mu Xinghe to the store to rest familiarly. Mu Xinghe considered his ass that was almost torn apart on the bullock cart, so he asked the store owner to exchange two horses. Zhong Zijin saw that Mu Xinghe was still negotiating with the store owner. He was about to slip away, but Mu Xinghe caught him and grabbed him: "How long do you want to prostitute yourself?"

Zhong Zijin was stabbed in the sore spot by Mu Xinghe, and stopped sadly.

However, his sadness came and went quickly, after realizing that even if he sells himself, he may not be able to buy a usable sword manual, he hooked Mu Xinghe's shoulder very familiarly, and told Mu Xinghe to eat, he knew There is a restaurant, the taste is amazing, I have to go.

Since Mu Xinghe entered the Qi training period, his hunger has decreased a lot, but his appetite is still there after all, so he happily followed him there.

It was a big restaurant, which was full of people, and the two waited for a while before finding a seat.

The taste in this restaurant...is indeed different from other places. This is the first time Mu Xinghe heard that monsters and monsters can also make dishes, such as white bamboo shoots in old flame parrot soup, wolf bones and leaves roasted milk Pig, according to Zhong Zijin, the taste is very good.

But Zhong Zijin's purpose was obviously not this, he looked around, then lowered his voice, and asked Mu Xinghe: "These wines are the best... So, shall we have some wine?"

Mu Xinghe began to see his sneaky posture, and thought he was going to do something bad, so he complained: "Isn't it just a drink!"

Zhong Zijin was very wronged: "No, my senior brother didn't give me a drink before, really, they didn't even mention it in front of me!"

"What's this?" Mu Xinghe waved his hand with pride, "Little Er, serve the wine!"

Zhong Zijin got the wine, his eyes lit up, he held the wine jar, carefully filled a glass, and then said to Mu Xinghe: "We are destined to meet this time, you are my brother!"

"Brother on the surface, brother on the surface," Mu Xinghe said unceremoniously, "You are called a brother only after I invite you to drink."

He said that's what he said, but he still poured a glass for himself and respected Zhong Zijin.Zhong Zijin didn't care about Mu Xinghe's words, he could understand body language better than the words on his lips, and said with a smile, "Sooner or later we will be brothers!"

After finishing speaking, he drank the wine in one gulp.

He drank a glass, his face turned red, he seemed very unaccustomed to the taste of wine, he coughed a few times, but he still didn't give up, and poured another glass: "Come again." He didn't toast to Mu Xinghe this time , Drink it by yourself.

Then with a "snap", he buried his head on the table.

Mu Xinghe looked at his blushing face, his head was blurred, and he still said vaguely "Come again, come again", but he couldn't stand up anymore.

Mu Xinghe was dumbfounded: No way, pour two glasses?

He can be regarded as knowing why his senior brother didn't give him a drink.