gate of eternity

This night, sad and sad.

This night, Zhao Yun saved many people and buried many people.

In the early morning, the whole village wears hemp and filial piety.

"You saved my life again." Niu Hong's face was pale, and his left arm was still drooping, but he was not disabled. It was Zhao Yun who saved it in time, but those who died were really dead. In the entire Niujiazhuang, only He is a martial artist.

"Have you thought about moving?" Zhao Yun asked.

"Where can I move, who is willing to take it in." Niu Hong sighed.

"If you don't dislike it, you can come and forget the ancient city."

Zhao Yun took a sip of wine. He didn't know whether it was because of his sympathy or kindness. He really didn't want to see the tragedy. After all, he had a relationship with this place, and it was still possible for him to settle No. [-] people with his current financial resources.

"Thank you."

For the first time, Niu Hong saluted Zhao Yun quite solemnly.

"This is all a favor, and he will pay it back in the next year."

Zhao Yun spoke leisurely, carried the wine gourd and walked away, looking for a place to draw talismans.

"What kind of freak are you."

Niu Hong murmured, still remembering that two days ago, Zhao Yun was still only at the eighth level of Condensation Yuan, and he was already in the True Spirit Realm. Put a lot of pressure on him.

Author's digression: PS: Recommend a book Taoyuan Little Landlord

Chapter 48 Beautiful eyes

In a small village, weeping all day long.

Zhao Yun drew talismans with peace of mind, and did not come out of the hut until night fell, holding a basket of paper money with talisman patterns in his arms. He also learned it from the talisman record. There is a saying in the book that if sprinkled with mantras in front of the grave, it can save the dead Well, if there really is a hell, then these paper money are silver.

Not far away, Niu Hong was quite busy.

There are also villagers, who are also running around. They have prepared 20 horse-drawn carriages and have made up their minds to move. None of the hundreds of villagers objected. This time, Zhao Yun was protecting him, but he couldn't stay here forever. He saved a village and was willing to help them settle down. This is already a great kindness.

early morning.

Before the sky was bright, the 20 two-horse carriage drove out of the village in a mighty way. There were a lot of choking sounds. Almost everyone held a memorial tablet in their arms. They never forgot to look back after walking a long distance. It's all here, this time, I don't know when I will come back.

"Quick, quick, keep up."

Niu Hong rode a horse, ran back and forth, left and right, and urged anyone who fell behind.

The division of labor is clear.

Zhao Yun, on the other hand, opened the way ahead, not idle all the way, enlightening the Tao while training his body.

despair!despair!despair!

Looking at the horse he was riding, it looked listless, and his expression was also very depressed. Depressed, the person on its back was so heavy!Other than that, the crackling sound of the bones did not stop all the way.

That's right, Zhao Yun is carrying the Longyuan sword.

He is not heavy, but this sword alone is enough weight, there are hundreds of catties.

"Come on, let's practice for you."

Niu Hong caught up with him on horseback, and gave Zhao Yun an ancient scroll, which was the secret technique of dragons singing and tigers roaring.

Once said, never break your promise.

"How embarrassing that is."

Zhao Yun laughed and said so, but his hands were not idle, and he took the ancient scroll.

"How long will it take to get to Wanggu City?" the little fat man asked.

"According to this speed, at most seven days." Zhao Yun returned casually, and was already immersed in the study of dragon singing and tiger roaring. For example, his Zhao family did not have this sound wave secret technique, or it was lost for some reason.

After reading it roughly, it is actually not complicated.

Or it may be that he is highly talented and learns everything quickly. It is nothing more than a method of operation, using real energy to activate sound waves. What is needed is a momentary explosive power. This technique also requires the strength of the physical body, such as tendons and internal organs. If the six internal organs are not up to the standard, they may injure themselves while injuring the enemy.

This is just the most basic.

Dragons and Tigers have explained that the higher the spiritual level, the greater the power of this technique.

In the final analysis, it is still its own background.

Like a dragon's chant and a tiger's roar, if it is performed by the Heavenly Martial Realm, a single voice can shake his internal organs to pieces.

Unworthy of half a stick of incense, he collected the ancient scroll.

Then, there was a voice.

It may be because of the fusion of dragon blood. He heard the roar of the dragon and the roar of the tiger. It seemed that there was no roar of the tiger. The sound of the roar of the dragon shook the rock on the opposite side and cracked it.

"Not bad." Zhao Yun smiled.

Looking at Niu Hong again, his eyes are staring straight at him, he's really a freak, but it's only half a stick of incense, so it's done?

Also, what about the promised dragons and tigers?Why only Dragon Yin.

This secret technique was also cultivated, and it was performed by Zhao Yun, and its power was much stronger than his.

"The background is a good thing."

Niu Hong murmured in his heart, he still understood this truth.

Roar!

When he muttered, Zhao Yun uttered another voice.

This time, it was more domineering than before, there was still no roar of the tiger, and the dragon's chant was more pure and powerful.

Wow!

Niu Hong rubbed his head, he was the closest to Zhao Yun, and he was dizzy from his two voices.

If the sound wave was targeting him, he would probably have been shocked enough to spurt blood.

"Heavenly Thunder Sword Art, passed on to you."

Zhao Yun smiled and said, a secret volume of sword formulas was stuffed into Niu Hong. As for the ground-breaking, wall-penetrating, and Fengshen steps, they cannot be passed on.

"It's so bright."

Niu Hong chuckled, he knew Zhao Yun's swordsmanship was superb, and wanted to learn it.

Roar!Roar!Roar!

Along the way thereafter, there were constant roars, and the dragon chant became louder and louder each time.

It was Zhao Yun, who was practicing Dragon Singing and Tiger Roaring.

Seeing Niu Hong, he consciously ran to the back for a stroll, and if he stayed here, he would vomit blood from the shock.

The horse team moved forward slowly.

Looking at it from a distance, if you don’t know it, you think it’s a dart walker?

It was getting late, and the horse team stopped in the forest.

The speed of dragging the family and the mouth is naturally slow. According to this speed, it will indeed take seven or eight days to arrive.

For Zhao Yun, it is also a kind of practice.

Bringing these people safely to Wanggu City is the completion of merit and virtue. This may be the cause and effect mentioned in the Xuanmen Heavenly Book. It is a mysterious and mysterious thing. It is not obvious at the moment. It gradually appeared, and it seemed to be able to affect one's own luck.

As night fell, the bonfires in the forest were brightly lit.

The villagers moved pots to make food, fleeing outside, no longer distinguishing which one is which, and the atmosphere is very harmonious.

After the meal, Zhao Yun coiled under the tree and meditated quietly.

Not far away, Niu Hong is also the same, his resilience is not bad, his arm has recovered, it should be attributed to his weird blood, his dark hair is not from the sun, it must be a family inheritance.

Ok?

With the breeze blowing, Zhao Yunhuo opened his eyes.

"The smell of blood."

Niu Hong turned over and jumped up, that small nose was really unusually sharp.

"female."

Then, the guy added another sentence, smelling the fragrance of a woman.

Whoosh!

Just as he was watching, a black shadow swept into the forest. He was wearing night clothes, his left hand was covering his bleeding right arm, he was walking staggeringly, coughing up blood from time to time, needless to say, he was seriously injured.

"What beautiful eyes."

Zhao Yun murmured, the woman's cheeks were covered, only a pair of eyes were exposed, clear as water, from her pupils, no trace of dirt could be seen, the black veil covered her face, and a pair of beautiful eyes added a sense of mystery, making her People don't think that under the veil is a peerless face.

"Should be an assassin."

Niu Hong's nose twitched, he could smell blood, and he could also smell some evil spirit.

"Bitch, where are you going?"

After the black-clothed female assassin, two more people came, a hunchbacked old man and a purple-robed young man. The one who started cursing was the purple-robed young man. As for the slut in his mouth, it goes without saying that it was the female assassin.

"Xuanyang, the peak of the true spirit."

Zhao Yun looked at the little spirit beads, the old man with a hunchback was at the Xuanyang realm, and the young man in purple was at the peak of the true spirit.

The villagers were terrified and embraced each other.

Niu Hong gave a sigh of relief, and sat back to his original position. He looked at the jungle at the end, but did not chase after him. When he was away from home, one thing more is worse than one thing less.

"What beautiful eyes."

Here, Zhao Yun is still muttering with his hands in his hands, those eyes seem to have magic power.

At night, it fell into silence again.

At some point, Zhao Yun opened his eyes again, because the little Lingzhu in his arms lit up again.

"Bitch, don't let me catch you."

Sure enough, the yelling sounded again, and it was the same young man in purple robe who came back cursing. He must have missed the female assassin in black, with a rather ugly face, gritted teeth, and was furious.

When passing by here, he stopped slowly and glanced at the horse team.

After being glanced at by him, the villagers dared not speak, and the babies hid in their mother's arms.

"interesting."

The purple-robed young man smiled faintly and touched his chin. There was still a lustful light in his eyes. The so-called anger was turned by a few girls in the village, and he really wanted to find someone to vent it on.

"Little girl, she is quite pretty."

The corners of the purple-robed youth's lips were slightly raised, and he smiled obscenely. He stepped forward and went straight to a girl. It seemed that the girl's painful and wanton ravages were already resounding in his ears. It should be wonderful.

"What are you doing?"

Niu Hong stepped forward, blocking the path of the purple-robed youth.

"The first level of true spirit."

The purple-robed youth gave a playful smile, and casually threw out a purse.

The implication is obvious: that girl, I want it.

Niu Hong didn't even look at it, and still stood there motionless, with anger in his eyes.

Zhao Yun didn't move either, not because he was afraid, but because he was staring at the other person.

That's right, besides the purple-robed youth, there is another one secretly, it should be the hunchbacked old man, who just arrived here a moment ago, seeing the purple-robed youth wanting to have some fun, but turned a blind eye.

"Senior, fleeing is not easy."

Zhao Yun spoke slowly, speaking to the hunchbacked old man in the dark.

"Who do you think you are."

The hunchbacked old man did not speak, but the purple-robed young man turned his eyes sideways and glanced at Zhao Yun contemptuously, as if he also knew that the hunchbacked old man was in the dark, so he had nothing to be afraid of. At the peak of the true spirit, it is extremely easy to fight two true spirits at the first level.

nest fire.