Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 13 Sou Shan

Wang Hu saw that Lu Ye was distracted and didn't care to say more. He stuffed the fallen bun into Lu Ye's hand, grabbed his arm, and pulled him up the mountain.

Lu Ye staggered as he was pulled away, but he still did not forget to look back at the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest looked small in stature from a distance. He had no idea that someone from far away had seen through his ins and outs, but he still led the Taoist boys to do "dharma rituals" unhurriedly.

It wasn't until Lu Ye walked a few steps that he came back to his senses, stuffed the hard bun into his mouth, and chewed it twice.

The steamed buns that used to be bitter and difficult to swallow now taste so delicious.

What did he just see!

An old Taoist with a life span of 120 years old, he is already ninety-three years old, but he looks like a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties, with a face like a crown jewel, and there is no sign of decline on the surface.

Moreover, an ordinary person's full Qi and Blood value is only one hundred, but this veteran's full Qi and Blood value is three thousand!

This is still in his old and decaying state, which is enough to satisfy the value of 10,000!

Not to mention the psychic jade root, although I don’t know what the psychic method is, it is obviously beyond the scope of martial arts.

Apart from anything else, according to the memory of the original owner, the 90-year-old Muramasa old man in the village who practiced health-preserving skills was just a boy with long hair and a young face.

But this Taoist priest can no longer be regarded as having good looks. Judging from his appearance, he is definitely considered an inhuman monster.

Lu Ye also found out from Wang Hu's mouth that martial arts masters are not uncommon in the world, but the weird immortals and heroes in the market are just legends, at least his martial arts master has never seen them.

Now it seems that this alien world not only has the extraordinary power of martial arts, but also can cultivate immortality!

Under the light of the fish and dragon picture, the old Taoist and the Taoist boy are not trying to save the dead. The weird little flags will swallow up and absorb all the dead. Which Taoist priest is such a way to save the dead?

Although I don’t know how this world divides the realm of cultivating immortals and the basic qualifications, the fish and dragon diagram will not lie.

I am just a red-tailed white carp, but he is a ferocious giant crocodile. What a huge difference!

Lu Ye was not discouraged by the gap between them. He only felt that there was another level of "cultivating immortality" beyond the "Dragon Gate" of martial arts ahead.

If you want to survive in this troubled world, you must overcome obstacles step by step and survive many disasters!

Many words from past lives such as immortality and flying swords appeared in his mind, and his heart was filled with passion.

But right now - Lu Ye swallowed the hard bun in his mouth in two or two mouths and turned to look back.

In the wilderness, the dozens of people chasing towards the foot of the mountain were already halfway across the road, the torches in their hands jumping up and down.

His pace immediately quickened a bit. As long as he escaped tonight's murder, there would be endless possibilities!

Lu Ye and Wang Hu rushed to escape. At this time, the two of them ate hard buns to fill their bellies. Faced with a life and death crisis, they seemed to have gained countless strength.

The two of them panted heavily and ran silently on the dirt road.

After a while.

Suddenly there were screams and the roar of hounds at the foot of the mountain.

It turned out that the slaves of the rich families arrived at the foot of the mountain, abandoned their horses, and dispersed in all directions with sharp knives and hounds in their hands.

In the ravine at the foot of the mountain, many refugees were lucky enough to escape across the river and escape the pursuit of the cavalry, but they had already lost their strength and could only crawl to find a place to hide.

At this time, the pursuers had hounds to lead the way, so they could catch them accurately.

These wealthy slaves saw blood with their swords and showed no mercy. They would behead any homeless people they caught, leaving no one alive.

Cries, begging for mercy, the barking of hounds and the laughter of slaves came and went one after another.

Accompanied by the cold wind at night, these sounds spread far away and could be heard even on the mountains.

Lu Ye and Wang Hu didn't dare to look back, so they could only hurry on.

But at this time, the bright moon rises in the sky, shining like silver moonlight, covering the earth with a layer of soft light.

The moon today is big and round, and there are no dark clouds in the sky.

Lu Ye and Wang Hu suddenly cried out in their hearts.

The two of them did not dare to run wildly on the dirt road, otherwise they would be living targets. They had no choice but to abandon the main road and move forward in the shadows on the edge of the road.

Lu Ye only hoped that the slaves would show their old spirit of cheating and cheating and not be so serious. Otherwise, they would not be able to escape.

After all, the pursuers were accompanied by dogs!

The two of them were sweating profusely and focused on escaping. Time flew by so fast. They only regretted that the road under their feet had no end!

Finally, after climbing up a gentle slope, the two of them suddenly saw a bright light.

They actually ran all the way to the top of the mountain, and at this moment, a faint cloud floated in the sky, just covering the moon, and the surrounding light immediately dimmed.

The two of them almost cried with joy. God had a spirit and collected most of the moonlight. Then they walked further along the dirt road. The city under the mountain was no longer visible. Those slaves wouldn't be chasing them, right?

No one is so determined to climb mountains, right? The two of them turned to look back and couldn't help but cursed at the same time.

"Sunshine!"

I saw almost all the slaves holding torches gathered on the mountainside and scattered in all directions. It seemed that the refugees at the foot of the mountain had been killed by them.

Only a few slaves were left at the foot of the mountain, holding torches and guarding the riding horses and mules.

But just a dozen feet away behind the two of them, there was a stubborn man, leading a hound and holding a torch, climbing up the mountain along the official road.

The hound seemed to have smelled something and was barking. The slave who was catching up had his right hand free, pulled out his sword, and was looking around.

It seemed that sooner or later the two of them would be traced.

Lu Ye and Wang Hu looked at each other, turned around and walked quickly. No matter how hard they tried, they had to choose a good place ahead, not here.

If we fight on the top of the mountain, I'm afraid it will attract more thugs.

It's just a pity that there are only rocks on the top of the mountain. It's difficult to find a suitable place to hide and attack.

"Huzi, you deal with that guy later, and I'll deal with that dog. Let's do this..."

More than ten feet away.

Qi Xiaojiu looked around cautiously, holding a torch in one hand and holding a rope, and a steel knife in the other. In front of the rope, a hunting dog kicked on the ground, barking toward the top of the mountain road.

The dog leaned forward, pulling the rope around its neck straight and straining its limbs.

However, Qi Xiaojiu firmly held the rope with one hand and firmly controlled the dog.

He is a son of the Qi family in Dongsai Prefecture and a servant passed down from generation to generation. He is the most trusted by his master and has learned martial arts. Although due to his lack of talent and lack of nourishing elixirs, he is only at the level of a young martial artist and can only be regarded as a strong warrior. Touching the threshold of martial arts.

But he is also full of vitality and physical strength, and his strength is beyond ordinary people. Even a mere hound can't escape from his grasp.

Today, the master summoned the servants who had learned martial arts in the mansion and said that according to the order of the mansion, the refugees outside the city were going to cause trouble and they would be wiped out today. The leading figures in the city would all contribute.

Although Qi Xiaojiu didn't believe that the refugees outside would cause chaos just after recruiting troops from the refugees, who could let the master's words be too big?

Besides, they are just some mud-legged people. Why don’t they starve to death at home and come out to cause trouble to the masters!

Uncle Qi couldn't sleep at night. Not only did he go out to kill people in the city, he was also assigned by the gentlemen to hunt down the homeless people who slipped through the net.

However, today's opponent made him unable to cheer up.

They were just a group of hungry refugees, and all the young and strong people had been killed, leaving only the old, weak, women and children who fled in a hurry and were frightened.

Qi Xiaojiu has a small martial arts training, and usually three or four strong men can't get close to him. How can he be afraid of those soft-footed shrimps?

His steel knife was dripping with blood, and he couldn't remember how many heads he had chopped off today.

Ten? Or twelve?

There were a few others that he didn't bother to swing his knife and just let his dogs kill them.

He didn't want to go through the same hardships as his companions looking for people in the ravines, so he decided to go directly up the mountain along the official road.

When the time comes, stick the torch on the top of the mountain, so that the master can remember himself, and maybe he will be rewarded if he is happy.

The hounds in front were barking fiercely, and Qi Xiaojiu's steps slowed down a bit, but he didn't care. There were just refugees running away on the left and right, and it was just a matter of him swinging his knife.

The hound roared and led Qi Xiaojiu to the top of the mountain. Suddenly, it jumped up and down in a hurry and barked non-stop.

I saw only one place under a boulder.

There were two exhausted refugees leaning back to back.

At this moment, he saw Qi Xiaojiu and the hound. In panic, the two of them were holding a wooden stick together. They wanted to stand up but couldn't. They were half squatting and half kneeling, in a state of embarrassment.

Qi Xiaojiu chuckled and relaxed his hands.

The hound swooped up like a wild horse.

And he turned his wrist and walked slowly, the steel knife reflecting a cold light under the moonlight.

　Brothers, if it catches your eye, please read it every day. Don’t keep books. It’s easy to lose them...

　　

　

(End of this chapter)