Starting from the Valkyrie, pushing across the ages

Chapter 73 Thoughts
Lingzhou, Ziyue City, port.

The night was dark, the silver moon hung high, the wind and waves wrapped the waves of the sea, hitting the reefs on the shore, and the sound of the waves was endless.

A small boat came from the distant sea, but did not enter the port, but stopped under a cliff.

A few figures leaped from the boat, and climbed up the cliff tens of feet high in a single ups and downs.

Looking at the brightly lit port in the distance, Sikong Yuan looked a little dignified.

Today's port is very different from before. It is heavily guarded, with one post at ten steps and one sentry at five steps.

This small port has gathered at least a dozen grandmasters and more than [-] troops, and the inspection of the passing ships is extremely strict.

Da Xia has already taken action, cutting off the trade routes leading to overseas, and soon, disputes will inevitably arise here.

Once a war breaks out, many people will die.

The two great masters rushed back to Qianzhou in a hurry to clean up the mess, they didn't intend to stay for a long time, and left soon.

After the two great masters left, Sikong Yuan stretched out his hand to Shen Qing, and in the rough palm lay a bright yellow bell.

"This is?" Shen Qing looked at the bell, feeling a little familiar, but couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

"This strange treasure was left by the ancient Qi refiners. Yang Zongxi found an ancient Buddhist monk's cave and obtained two treasures. Now only this one remains."

Sikong Yuan explained a sentence, and then said: "This bell came with that suicide note, and now it's for your self-defense."

"Senior, why don't you keep it for yourself?" Shen Qing was slightly surprised: "You are going to test Yang Zongxian's depth, and you need a protective object more than me."

"This bell can only block the monks in the Condensation Realm and the strong in the Gangsha Realm. It can be broken with at most three moves. It is useless to me."

Sikong Yuan shook his head, and threw the bell directly:
"You can use your own essence and blood to nourish it, and it will be more convenient to use in the future."

Before Shen Qing could react, Sikong Yuan immediately said again: "The kindness I owe to your father has almost been repaid. From now on, I won't interfere too much in your affairs, you should be more sure .”

He could foresee what Shen Qing wanted to do. In the future, many people would die under Shen Qing's sword, and he no longer wanted to kill people.

War was not what he wanted. All he wanted was Yang Zongxian's life, and that was the culprit.

"Junior understands."

Shen Qing was startled, and then nodded in gratitude: "Shen Qing will always remember the kindness of helping seniors several times, and if there is a chance in the future, there will be rewards."

Sikong Yuan has already helped her a lot, it can even be said that without Sikong Yuan, she would not be what she is today.

Shen Qing has always remembered these kindnesses, no matter what Sikong Yuan thinks, she will repay these kindnesses one day.

"What are your plans?"

Sikong Yuan looked at Fu Chan who was at the side.

"I……"

Fu Chan lost her mind for a moment, she lowered her head and stared at the sea, she naturally wanted to continue to follow Sikong Yuan like before, but now that Shen Qing was in front of her, she had no suitable reason.

Seeing this, Shen Qing's eyes flickered, and she said softly: "After this junior returns to the Northern Territory, I'm afraid there will be a lot of wars, and the side will not be safe. Can you please take care of Sister Fu for a while?"

This remark was half true, but Fu Chan's eyes lit up, she was a little apprehensive, she wanted to see the look on Sikong Yuan's face, but she was too embarrassed to raise her head for a moment.

After a long silence, Sikong Yuan finally nodded: "Yes."

After getting the answer, seeing the secret joy on Fu Chan's face, Shen Qing smiled faintly, turned and left.

She seemed to have learned something from Sikong Yuan, but she couldn't figure it out for a while.

"Staying by my side is just a waste of time in the end."

Watching Shen Qingyuan go, Sikong Yuan spoke lightly, his voice a little hoarse: "I can't give you what you want."

His heart has long been numb, and he has lost all the feelings he should have. Apart from the fire of vengeance, there is no room for anything else.

The moonlight falling in the sky was blocked by dark clouds, and the sea breeze was blowing on the face, carrying the unique saltiness of the depths of the ocean.

Fu Chan raised her head, her eyes were warm, and there was a soft smile on her face: "You don't know what I want."

It's just that it's enough now, she didn't expect too much.

Hearing this, Sikong Yuan withdrew his gaze and walked towards the distance: "Let's go, this place is still far away from Yuanzhou."

Fu Chan trotted to keep up, turned her head to look at Sikong Yuan, the smile on her face never diminished:
"You don't seem to like people calling you Mr., so I won't call you Mr. in the future."

Sikong Yuan glanced at her, a little surprised at her sharpness, nodded and said: "Okay."

"Then what will I call you from now on?"

"It's up to you, it's just a title."

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After leaving the port, Shen Qing didn't stop at all. After changing her appearance, she went straight to the Northern Territory.

After stepping into the Yuan Condensation Realm, the need for spiritual energy is greater, and the sensitivity to the filthy air in the world becomes more sensitive, which even makes Shen Qing a little unbearable.

In this environment, not to mention the progress in practice, after absorbing a large amount of spirit energy scattered between the heaven and the earth, the quality of the true essence in her body even faintly began to decrease.

These absorbed auras are like oil and water, they are not compatible with the true essence in her body.

She is already in such a situation, and those old ghosts in the Gangsha Realm must feel even more uncomfortable. In this kind of world environment, just moving freely is probably not a small burden for them.

The return journey was always quicker, but after less than half a month, Shen Qing left the Daxia border and returned to Moluo Kingdom.

The imperial capital of the Moro Kingdom has become a huge military camp. Even at night, the camp is as bright as day, with bonfires everywhere.

Shen Qing did not alarm others, carefully checked for a moment, and walked into a side hall.

The doors and windows of the side hall were somewhat damaged, traces of murals could be faintly seen on the mottled walls, which had long lost their original luster, and faint rustling sounds could be heard from the hall beams.

The Mara Kingdom is inherently bitterly cold, so naturally it is impossible to have many magnificent palaces. It is not easy for ordinary people to have a shelter. This side hall is considered good among the entire palace, at least the place where thunderstorms At the same time, there will be no rain leakage in the hall.

On the peeled wooden table, there are two candlesticks, and the flames are dancing, shining a faint light.

After the case, Zhao Yu propped his chin with one hand, with sleepy eyes, forced his eyelids, and flipped through the book of war in his hand.

The edges of the pages of the military book are full of wear marks, slightly yellowed, and are almost torn.

She read the things Shen Qing taught her over and over many times, and each time she had some new experience, it was like seeing the sun through the clouds.

I haven't seen him for a while, but Zhao Yu hasn't changed much, her hair is a little messy, and her thin shoulders are still slightly thin. Under the light of the candlelight, her delicate facial features look softer and more bloody.

Shen Qing raised her hand to extinguish the candle, and carried Zhao Yu onto the soft couch beside her.

"It's time to go to bed."

Zhao Yu was startled at first, but after smelling the familiar smell, he calmed down again, shrank into Shen Qing's arms, found a comfortable position, and fell into a deep sleep.

(End of this chapter)