When the sword comes out of Emei, I will be the front

Chapter 32 At the bottom of the cold valley, there is a ghostly fire

After several hours of this exercise, Ye Guhong slowly stopped and opened his eyes.

Miejie finished his work earlier than his disciple. When he saw him waking up, he hurriedly asked: "How is it?"

Ye Guhong was overjoyed: "It's enough for twenty days of normal practice!"

Miejie nodded and said with a smile: "I think the same thing as my master, your skill is shallow, and it is indeed more beneficial. The amount I drink is the same as yours, but the effect is far less than that, it is only worth two days of my effort. "

Ye Guhong immediately said: "In this case, if master drinks ten times more, the effect will naturally be different."

Miejie shook his head and said: "Do you think that as a teacher, you are a buffalo? Besides, when you reach the realm of being a teacher, increasing your skill is no longer the top priority. How can you use every point of your skill freely so that one point of force can produce three points of force and five points of force? The effect of strength, or even ten percent of strength, is what the master values. These are difficult to understand at the moment, but you will naturally understand them when the time comes."

The master and the apprentice ate some snacks to satisfy their hunger, and then went to look for Zizhi. When night fell, they found another one.

The two of them were very happy to see that this Zizhi Zhizhi was not alone. They came back to eat some food and lit a bonfire. Miejie watched Ye Guhong use the Kaishan Palm and Nanshan Knife from beginning to end, feeling that they were impeccable. He then formally taught him Yue Nu's swordsmanship, and he naturally learned it as soon as he learned it.

Late at night, he still went back to the carriage to fall asleep, but this time, Miejie took out the many clothes he bought in Dadu from the package, wrapped Ye Guhong like a cicada, and then put him in his arms and fell asleep.

From then on, for seven or eight consecutive days, the master and the apprentice searched for sesame seeds in the morning, practiced martial arts in the afternoon, and drank sesame soup in the evening to hone their internal strength. Even the leftover boiled sesame seeds were chewed by the apprentice. Swallowed.

In the past few days, his master and his apprentice had searched for fifteen purple mushrooms in total, and the search area was getting wider and wider.

On the ninth and tenth days, for two whole days, not a single piece of purple sesame was found. Miejie sighed: "We have probably broken all the sesame here. Fortunately, the ones we have are enough to last for a month." "

The two of them cooked soup and used about one tube of Ganoderma for three days. When Miejie saw that he couldn't find new Ganoderma, he decided to stop his share and give the rest to one of his apprentices.

Miejie refused to drink any more that night, but Ye Guhong disagreed.

He knows that plant growth often has a concept of longitude and latitude. For example, some wines like to say that they are in a golden latitude when planting grapes.

While searching for mushrooms these past few days, he also observed that the distribution of Ganoderma seemed to have a clear direction. It was easier to find Ganoderma from the valley where they were staying to the southwest.

He told Miejie what he had discovered, and Miejie recalled his experiences in the past few days and nodded: "That seems to be the case."

Ye Guhong said with a smile: "There is nothing to do. We are just going southwest along this mountain valley. Why do we have to come back every day?"

After hearing this, Miejie felt that it made sense, so the master and the apprentice immediately tied their horses and pulled the carriage westward.

After walking like this for a day, they found two more purple mushrooms. They were so encouraged that they decided not to stop and headed west.

After walking for another day, the mountains in front of them were getting higher and higher, and the carriage could not move any further, so the two of them moved all their things out. Except for the Yitian Sword Miejie, who carried it on his back, the other boxes and packages were tied to the horses' backs. Leading the horse over the mountains and ridges.

Before I knew it, more than ten days had passed. I took pity on the horse. It only had grass and bark to eat every day, and it was already very thin. However, Master Miejie and his disciples drank Ganoderma lucidum soup every day, but their complexion became stronger and stronger.

At this time, the food the two of them had brought was almost exhausted. The food box given by Princess Ruyang now contained more than thirty purple mushrooms.

The master and apprentice have already eaten more than ten branches of Zizhi. However, if you take this purple zhizhi day by day, the effect will gradually decline. At this time, when Miejie takes this zhizhi, the effect will be almost non-existent. Even if Ye Guhong takes it, the effect will also be greatly attenuated.

Fortunately, both the master and the disciple were not greedy people. In just half a month, Ye Guhong's internal strength was equivalent to that of his hard training for more than a year.

Now that the internal energy has been mobilized, the energy in the body is as thick as a chopstick. Wherever it flows, there is a sea of ​​heat. Even if you don't need to hold Miejie at night, it is enough to perform the exercises to keep out the cold.

On this day, the master and his disciples led the horses from dawn to dusk, but they did not see a single Ganoderma lucidum plant. On the contrary, the cliffs around them were getting higher and higher, going deep into the clouds. It was impossible to see how high they were.

Moreover, it was extremely cold in this valley, far less warm than it was along the way.

It's just that they have been wandering in the mountains for many days, and now, how can they still know where they are?

Seeing the gloomy atmosphere in the valley, Miejie frowned and said, "It would be troublesome if it gets colder as we go ahead."

Ye Guhong said: "Looking along the road, most of the places where purple mushrooms grow are warmer. If it's so cold here, I'm afraid there won't be any purple mushrooms if we go further."

Miejie raised his head to see that the sky was already dark, and sighed: "That's all, let's find some firewood to light a fire, spend the night messing around, and then turn back tomorrow and find a way out of the mountain."

Ye Guhong counted the days and said with a smile: "After so many days, they have probably grabbed all the opportunities they wanted. My master and apprentice will go back and forth and go home happily."

Miejie couldn't help but laugh when he thought of this big rumor created by Ye Guhong. He didn't know how big the spread was and how many people were involved. He shook his head and said: "Every few years, there will be a bloody storm in the world. Two years ago, How many famous figures have been broken by Wang Pan Island's treasure-snatching sword? Even Wudang Master Zhang's beloved disciple has disappeared because of this. I thought it would be quiet for a few years, but I didn't expect that your nonsense would also anger the Beidi Wulin. There was a huge beacon smoke."

Ye Guhong gathered some dry branches, lit a fire and said with a smile: "It's none of my business, I just want to deceive the Prince of Ruyang, who made them have such sharp ears? But it's hard to say, what if there is a chance, and they will be Where is the blessed person in his arms?"

Miejie took out some dry food, roasted it by the fire, and said with a smile on his face: "If you say so, you should have got the opportunity to be a teacher! If you want to say you are blessed, who can be more blessed than being a teacher? Otherwise, how could I have received such a favor from you? A good boy becomes an apprentice?”

Ye Guhong laughed: "If master says so, I will be more blessed as a disciple... ugh!"

Ye Guhong was talking happily, when suddenly his expression froze, and his eyes were looking at one place with evil eyes without blinking. Miejie's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly followed his line of sight, only to see something floating not far away. A few green will-o'-the-wisps.

Miejie felt the cold hairs on his back stand up, he stood up suddenly, stood in front of Ye Guhong, and shouted in a deep voice: "How sneaky are you, dare to come in front of a poor nun and seek death!" Both palms were raised empty, and the Nine Yang Palms gathered momentum. Wait, I thought in my heart that the power of my palm is so yang and upright that it should be able to kill demons and subjugate demons!

Although Ye Guhong was startled, he understood what was going on - it was like going to a haunted house. Even though he knew it was fake, he would still be nervous and scared. However, no matter how nervous and scared he was, he knew it was fake after all.

He quickly said: "Master, don't worry, there is phosphorus fire there. If a person or animal has been dead for a long time, this fire will float on the bones."

Miejie asked curiously: "Really?" He bent down and picked up a branch from the fire, strode forward and took a photo: "Ha, they are indeed rotten bones. Hey, there are two more here. It's strange. This The two sets of skeletons are one big and one small, and they seem to fall together."

As she said this, she couldn't help but look above her head, but the end of the cliff could not be seen in the daytime, let alone at night?

When Ye Guhong heard her speak, his heart suddenly moved. He quickly picked up a torch and ran over.

(End of this chapter)