The little monk returns to the vulgar

Chapter 123
At dusk at sunset, the convoy going to Beijing to rush for the exam is slowly moving forward on the mountain road.

Trekking long distances is not comfortable, no matter what the age.

Although there is a horse-drawn carriage for transportation, most of the scholars who go to Beijing to take the exam are a little bit unable to hold on after bumping on the rough road for a few days and occasionally sleeping in the wilderness.Therefore, today's speed has been slowed down a bit, otherwise someone might lose half their life.

Bao Zheng didn't feel anything, he followed Aunt Bao's side since he was a child, and he followed wherever the caravan went.Although his martial arts are average, he often works hard to exercise his body. He is considered half a Jianghu man, and mere bumps and bumps don't matter to him.

Zhu Wei is a bit miserable, this son is not only pampered, but also fat.

With a body like a mountain of meat, he was dangling in the carriage, and vomited in a mess the next day, and later he didn't even have the strength to sit up.

But even lying down, Zhu Wei still felt uncomfortable.

"If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't go out. Couldn't the road be paved?" Zhu Wei said weakly.

Bao Zheng ignored him, he had already asked Daoran for help yesterday, and when Bodhi played the song, everyone was exhausted.Zhu Wei also recovered most of the time, and she was still lying down today entirely because of laziness.

Bao Zheng lifted the curtain of the car, pointed to the outside and said, "Fatty Zhu, take a look at him."

Outside the compartment, Xiaoqing, who was dressed up, was carrying two huge boulders, moving forward with the convoy at an unhurried speed.Every stone is taller than a person, and the total is probably more than a thousand catties, but Xiaoqing didn't blush or pant, but frowned tightly, and walked faster than a horse.

Zhu Wei said angrily: "Why don't you learn!"

With this bag of sunspots, even my heart began to turn black.

Bao Zheng couldn't help laughing. When he first set off, Zhu Wei asked him about Xiaoqing's situation, obviously attracted by Xiaoqing's stunning appearance.

But before Bao Zheng could help, everyone in the motorcade was surprised to see the little girl running to the side of the road and lifting a boulder.

When Zhu Wei saw it, his mouth was so wide open that he almost dislocated his jaw.

From then on, Zhu Wei never had any idea about Xiaoqing.

Such a strange woman, if she punches you when she's acting like a baby, she will be able to eat in two days.

Not just Zhu Wei, which man doesn't like beauties?

A group of big men in the convoy would have some thoughts when they saw Xiaoqing, but most of them chose to keep a respectful distance when they saw the performance of this boulder carrying the boulder like flying.

Zhu Wei's two guards, Zhang Long and Zhao Hu, were even more emotional. Fortunately, Chongyang Guanqian made a bold move.If this young girl gave them two punches, they would be smashed into rotten flesh, and Dao Ran, the holy monk, would not be able to save them.

Zhu Wei watched Xiaoqing walking step by step, and said enviously: "If only I had this ability, what kind of dude would I be, grabbing two sledgehammers and rushing to the battlefield, the two hammers would shake me when I touch them?" Killing [-] enemy troops, this is a real man of iron and blood."

Bao Zheng felt that this friend of his was really self-aware. Zhu Wei knew that he was a dandy who was incapable of writing and martial arts, but he knew that he knew it. He was just lazy and didn't want to work hard.

"I heard that Miss Xiaoqing is not practicing ordinary martial arts, but the method of cultivating immortals." Bao Zheng said.

"Don't say it, I don't want to hear it, you ruined my fantasy of fairies, are all the fairies in the Heavenly Palace all powerful generals?!" Zhu Wei protested loudly.

Two scholars were joking in the carriage, and outside the carriage, Xiaoqing practiced seriously under Dao Ran's supervision.

Carrying stones is not a burden for Xiaoqing, after all, her body is a green snake like a hill, but Dao asked Xiaoqing not to use the strength of her body, but to use her inner mana to lift the boulder.

This is the Human Cultivation Technique taught by Lei Zhenzi to Daoran - Moving Mountain Jue.

Because Xiaoqing was fundamentally injured by the demon refining formation, she took the Transformation Pill to forcibly cross the catastrophe, which caused her lifespan to be greatly reduced, and she only had ten years of life left.

Practitioners prop up the boulder with magic power. Over time, their own magic power will be soaked with the spiritual energy of the earth, and when feeding back to their body, they will be able to condense the body of thick soil by following the exercises, which has the effect of consolidating the foundation and increasing the longevity.

The Mountain-Moving Jue has been cultivated to the deepest level, and a mountain can be moved with a light grasp.

It's just that it's very difficult to practice, and it's not very suitable for Xiaoqing.

Practicing the Move Mountain Jue requires a calm mind, and people with a dull personality can get twice the result with half the effort.Xiaoqing, however, is like a brat, very detached, usually unable to calm down at all.Xiaoqing often gets impatient after practicing this kind of stupid kung fu for less than half an hour.

Although Bai Suzhen said to let Xiaoqing choose by herself, in Daoran's view, Xiaoqing is just a child who has not grown up, and such a life-and-death matter cannot be left to her whim.

Do we have to wait ten years to watch her disappear?

So Daoran took over Bai Suzhen's duties and forced Xiaoqing to practice every day.

Although Xiaoqing was not happy, she kept in mind that she came to Daoran's side to repay her kindness.When Daoran asked Xiaoqing to practice the mountain-moving formula in a serious manner, Xiaoqing could only admit it through gritted teeth.

A few days passed, and the effect of practice was mediocre.But on the first page of the Jue of Moving Mountains, there is this sentence written: If you have a heart, you will be diligent day after day.

There is no other shortcut at all, that is to practice hard day after day.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, the convoy stopped to light a fire and cook. Tonight was another day of camping in the wilderness.However, as long as these carriages are pieced together, they can form a shelter from the wind, enough for everyone to rest together.

Xiaoqing threw down the boulder, and the loud bang frightened the flock of birds into the air.

Xiaoqing laughed loudly, and then ran away without a trace.Moving rocks is boring, she's going to catch some mice to reward herself.

Dao Ran didn't stop him either. It's still very important to gather work and rest, as long as you don't relax too much.

Everyone in the motorcade had already seen the strangeness, and began to disassemble the wooden boards on the carriage to build the suggested wooden shed.

Of course, this kind of heavy work does not need to be done by scholars. The convoy hired bodyguards from two bodyguard bureaus to escort them, so those trippers can naturally do it properly.

I thought it was another ordinary night, but the tranquility at dusk was quickly shattered by the sound of horseshoes.

The bodyguards in charge of the escort took their time and stuffed the scholars into the wooden shed first, then drew out their weapons and formed a formation, waiting for the arrival.

It may not necessarily be a fight, but it is definitely right to prepare first.

This has happened several times along the way.It is impossible to completely avoid bandits on the road to Beijing, but most bandits would choose to turn around and leave when they saw this team.A group of scholars going to Beijing to rush for the exam will not bring much gold and silver with them, so it is not worth provoking so many bodyguards.

Most of the time, they pass by quickly, and everyone lives in peace.

And as long as the other party doesn't do anything, Dao Ran will not take the initiative to slaughter these thieves. Who knows how many of these thieves are forced?

Kill dozens of people, maybe just have a barbecue +1, it's better to brag with this group of scholars a few more times.

But this time it didn't seem to be bandits.

Dozens of knights in thin armor appeared, and behind them were pulling a prison cart.The mountain road was bumpy, and the prison car was running like this, looking like it would fall apart at any time.The people in the prison van were still wearing shackles all over their bodies. If they kept running like this, they would probably be knocked to death within half a mile.

Although they knew they were from the government, the bodyguards did not relax at all. In this wild place, the government is not much different from the bandits.

If you really want to say that there is, it’s fine for the bandits to kill and steal money, but the government will kill them and chop off their heads to count their meritorious deeds.

The leading knight has a rather strange shape, with four long knives stuck in his back, like an old general on the stage.

The man got off his horse, went to the front of the convoy and cupped his hands and said, "Everyone, I, the Jinniu Guard Qianhu, have been ordered to escort the imperial convicts to Beijing. It's getting late today, and we have been running around for several days without a drop of water. Could you please go ahead?" For convenience, sell us some rice grains?"

(End of this chapter)