by Zhi Bai
An Zheng: "Walk properly, what are you trying to compete with the two guides for?"
Du Shoushou said, "If you say it like that, then I feel much better. Un, we are the main characters, and the two of us are the guides."
"How long will it take to continue like this?"
Qi Tian was a little angry: "Come, come, let me show you my power."
Du Shoushou jumped back: "What are you doing?"
Qi Tian took out the iron rod from his pants, "Let's go!"
The iron rod instantly grew larger and with a bang, it fell onto the ground, smashing out a deep trench.
"Get on!"
Qi Tian shouted. An Zheng and the others dubiously sat on the metal rods as he raised them with both hands. Then, he threw them forward as if he was throwing javelins. The steel rod shot out like a meteor, and Qi Tian leapt up from behind. The strength of this throw was surprisingly great. The speed of the metal rod was so fast that it left people speechless. The only sound that could be heard was the sound of the wind blowing. He couldn't even open his eyes.
The Divisions made a circle with his hand, and a gentle ball of light enveloped the four of them, making it impossible for the wind to rush in.
Du Shoushou: "Cough, cough... "It's good that it's sealed, but the smell of the iron rod is very strong."
Qi Tian rolled his eyes at him. "If you're so capable, don't sit around."
The iron rod shot forward, and from a high altitude, the view below was as beautiful as a painting. Du Shoushou rode on top of his iron rod and looked down, and couldn't help but to look down in a daze: "That mountain range is a bit familiar, it looks like a Mount Cang Man. Look, An Zheng, there's smoke there, is it the Fantasy City? He did not know who was in charge in the Fantasy City, nor did he want to destroy their territory. Sooner or later, fat grandpa has to go back and become the City Lord.
It was indeed the Mount Cang Man below, the speed of the steel rod was unexpectedly fast to the point of being ridiculous. An Zheng looked at the densely populated place below and could not help but feel a little absent-minded. Back then, he had just revived, and was thinking about how to survive in the Fantasy City. He had left for many years now, but when he thought about it, it was actually there. Perhaps it was because he had been reborn in the Fantasy City and could not bear to part with it.
"The power is going to disappear."
Qi Tian warned her, and then the iron rod began to show signs of falling.
"What a pity."
Qi Tian was a little vexed: "If it was ten thousand years ago, I would only send you all to the Buddhist Kingdoms in the Western Regions for a short period of time. Ten thousand years later, my cultivation can no longer scare the world anymore.
An Zheng stood up. "Let me help you, throw it down again, I'll pull you back."
Qi Tian thought for a while, "Are you sure you can pull me back?"
An Zheng: "If I can't pull it back, consider it my bad luck!"
Qi Tian exclaimed and jumped down, then turned his head and scolded him. "Damn it, how are you unlucky?"
As he fell, he grabbed the iron bar with both hands and threw it forward with all his might. An Zheng let a piece of Holy Fish Scale fly out and caught Qi Tian.
"Who can truly fly?"
Du Shoushou looked forward to it: "When one's true strength has truly soared in the sky and not disappeared, one can fly freely without restraint."
The Divisions Mage replied, "Ancient Saints can, and so can the immortals of the legends."
Qi Tian sighed: "Immortal? Ten thousand years ago, it was already extinct … I don't know what happened back then, but after I sealed myself back in the stone shell, something big happened. At that time, I wanted to bully a deity. At that time, everything was flying in the sky. "
An Zheng asked: "Then ten thousand years ago, how strong was it exactly?"
Qi Tian remained silent for a while, before saying: "Perhaps it isn't just ten thousand years, but you also know that I have sealed myself for too long, so you cannot remember clearly. Maybe twenty thousand years. Anyway, at that time, immortals still existed, and there were quite a few of them. Those with extremely powerful cultivations felt that they were extraordinary, so they built a heavenly palace to live on top of the clouds. The people of the world thought that it was an immortal, so they prostrated themselves in worship. But to put it bluntly, we are still cultivators. "
"And the cultivators of this world, even if they were to be beheaded, they would still want to ascend into the sky. The Immortal is just a gate to the Heavenly Palace. "
Qi Tian said: "At that time, Saints were the strong immortals. "But afterwards, saints may have become the name of the strong after the demise of immortals."
Du Shoushou said: "After the demise? So the Ancient Sage that we talked about, was after the demise of the Immortal? "
Qi Tian: "I already said that my brain isn't working right now, I can't remember a lot of things. You're not asking me for nothing? Besides, how am I supposed to know what happened after I sealed myself? When he woke up, the world had changed. I just don't really understand. Just what kind of power could cause the Heavenly Palace to stop and for all the deities to fall? "
"Immortal …"
An Zheng sighed softly.
Back in the Da Xi Ming Fa Si, An Zheng also liked to collect myths about immortals. However, the world had been devoid of immortals for too long, so even the rumors were sparse and trivial. Most of it was just a figment of his imagination.
The four of them sat on the metal rods and chatted. Most of the time, the Divisions Mages did not say a word but only smiled. Du Shoushou whispered to An Zheng, this kind of guy who pursed his lips into a smile would usually have a belly full of evil tricks.
Just like this, the circulation continued for two days, and they had finally reached the boundary of the Central Plains. Qi Tian was so tired that he almost vomited blood. Let the Divisions Magician throw it away, he said that the family cannot touch other people's things … Du Shoushou said. He was right about you. On the other hand, An Zheng and Du Shoushou were weaker and could not get far.
He had to come down from the sky to rest before nightfall.
Using Qi Tian's words, if he was not going to serve this father with meat, this father would not throw it away no matter what. The Divisions Mage said yes, I will pay …
After all, falling down from such a high altitude would frighten quite a few people. If he destroyed the flowers and plants, that would be fine. However, it would be troublesome if he destroyed the old man's heels.
"You flew very brilliantly, but your landing appeared to be a bit imperfect."
Du Shoushou patted the dirt on his body and crawled out of the hole: "Brother Qi Tian, can you glide for a while next time? It's a little scary to fall straight down like this. "
Qi Tian: "You talk too much. If I can't find meat to eat today, I'll eat your meat."
Du Shoushou: "Go and ask that monk. He said he wants to treat us."
Monk: "I'm a vegetarian …"
Du Shoushou: "The heck... I have never seen a monk with such thick skin. "
Monk: "Heh heh …" You speak as if you have seen other monks other than me. "
Du Shoushou: "I'm telling you, if it wasn't for the two of them stopping me, I'd beat you up."
When he turned around, An Zheng and Qi Tian had already walked very far away.
The monk shrugged. "Are you embarrassed?"
Du Shoushou snorted, and quickly chased after him.
Ahead was what seemed to be a small border town, with a section of the city wall visible in the distance. An Zheng had lived in the northern border of the State of Zhao for three years, so he knew that the State of Zhao had once thrived and built a great wall. This was especially true for the western border, because the western border of the State of Zhao was half Korean and the other half was Qiang. The people of the Qiang were good at fighting, and the State of Zhao was also suffering from severe injuries. However, the cavalry of
the Qiang people were like the wind, the State of Zhao's infantry could only defend. Although the State of Yan and the State of Zhao were allies, not a single horse was willing to give the State of Yan a gift.
"We are almost out of the State of Zhao. Once we are out of the border, we will be in the territory of the people of West Qiang. The people of the West are warlike and have a fierce temper. After resting for a while at night, let's fly. I don't want to be a burden. "
Du Shoushou said as he walked.
Qi Tian rolled his eyes at him: "If you say fly, then fly, do you want to ask me?"
"I don't know who your mom is either. If she does, I'll go pay my respects to her."
"Beat you to death."
Qi Tian threw himself in front of her, and then rubbed his nose as he came back, "I don't seem to have a mother."
Du Shoushou said, "Fuck, I only woke you up after hitting you …"
The town in front was not small, and he could see the brick houses in a row even from a distance. There was almost no difference between a State of Zhao and a State of Zhao. There was not much change in style. Perhaps it was because they were close to the western border, but there was also a stone wall surrounding the town.
An Zheng and the others walked along, but when they reached a place not far from the town, Qi Tian was disappointed: "This place probably doesn't have any good wine or meat."
An Zheng said: "The people of State of Zhao are unparalleled in the world when it comes to brewing wine, there should be good wine. Amongst the offerings that the State of Zhao makes to the Da Xi every year, there will be three thousand pots of good wine. "
Hearing that there was good wine, Qi Tian's interest was piqued again. He carried his iron rod and skipped forward.
The Divisions Mage sighed, "Monkey is Monkey."
Du Shoushou: "Why didn't you say anything in front of him?"
Divisions: "Do you know why you were beaten up?"
Du Shoushou was startled for a moment. "Why?"
Divisions: "Looks like you don't know …"
As they were walking out of the town, the four of them were stopped by the security guards. The only way to the town was to set up a roadblock. Seeing An Zheng and the others coming over, a few tens of armored warriors stood up and blocked the way lazily.
The person in the lead looked to be around 40 years old, and his face was rather wretched.
He stood in the middle of the road with his hands on his waist. When he saw An Zheng and the others coming over, he laughed and pointed at An Zheng.
Then he pointed at Du Shoushou: "A wretched fatty."
"A vulgar bald head, a vulgar monkey-like ugly man."
Du Shoushou shouted angrily: "You are the wretched one!"
The soldier laughed: "That's right, my name is Wei Suo, you are all my slaves from now on, are you happy?"
