Reborn as a wolf

Chapter 67 on the road

Tang Hui bid farewell to Ye Jitian, the patriarch of the Ye family. Ye Jitian tried every means to persuade him to stay, but Tang Hui still made up his mind to buy enough food, water, clothes, etc. in Jingzhou. carriage.

The reason why he didn't walk with the sword, but chose a carriage, was naturally because Tang Hui's mental power was exhausted, and he couldn't use his spiritual power, so naturally he couldn't walk with the sword.

Of course, Tang Hui is competent as the coachman. We can't let two girls be coachmen.Although Tang Hui had never driven a carriage before, after some guidance from the blue-robed old housekeeper, Tang Hui barely mastered some skills and knew a thing or two.

The carriage was driving slowly on the post road. Tang Hui was not in a hurry. He needed to recover a certain amount of mental power before arriving at the Valley of the Medicine King. Sui Dan, it is estimated that even the mountain gate of the God of Medicine Sect cannot enter.

The carriage is not luxurious, it is the most common kind, which Tang Hui deliberately requested.

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it.

He didn't want to be the target of bandits and robbers. Although he was not afraid of being a half-immortal, he didn't want to cause so many unnecessary troubles.

A gully tearing thousands of feet blocked the road.

Tang Hui rubbed his nose resentfully. This was the trace left by that immortal avatar who stepped out of the Heavenly Gate a week ago and "keep breaking the blue waters". The stubborn donkey walked away, leaving only a messy and fragmented Shiliting.

Fortunately, the width is not thick, only the width of a human finger, but the depth cannot be measured visually. Tang Hui estimates that it is at least ten feet deep. It can be seen that the immortal avatar is so powerful and powerful, and he is dozens of miles away. The spiritual power of the six dantians was fully activated, and it was only able to block it. If he had gotten closer, Tang Hui reckoned that he would be cut in half with this move of "continuously breaking the waves".

Tang Hui stopped the reins and jumped out of the carriage. He was not in a hurry to leave the Ten Mile Pavilion, but stretched out his hand to touch the soil next to the gap that was one finger wide. With the other free hand, he imitated the moves of Song Zhiming, the immortal avatar, when the two were fighting.

Only its shape is similar, but its charm is not.

Tang Hui shook his head. He is not a genius who knows at first glance. He can learn the tricks of mortals and sell them immediately.

"What's the matter? Master?"

Seeing that the carriage stopped and didn't drive for a long time, Tang Yan lifted the curtain, poked her head out, and asked Tang Hui, "Is there something wrong?"

"It's okay, you're thinking too much, why are there so many traps in agencies?"

Tang Hui smiled, jumped into the carriage again, picked up the reins, and drove the bay red horse forward, repeating the process of the immortal avatar performing "Continuously breaking the waves" over and over again in his mind.

Only then did Tang Yan retract her head, instead of looking at Ye Yingxiu with big breasts sitting across from her, she snorted lightly from her nasal cavity, and continued to try to find the sense of breath. Although she had failed hundreds of times, Tang Yan was never one to give up easily. people.

If a hundred times won't work, then a thousand times.

If a thousand times won't work, then ten thousand times.

If ten thousand times is not enough, then a million times.

Once in a while, I can find the mysterious so-called aura and absorb the aura of heaven and earth.

Knowing that Tang Yan didn't want to see her very much, Ye Yingxiu didn't deliberately find a topic to talk about. Instead, she held the "Entraining Qi Jue" and read it word by word, trying her luck to see if she could attract Qi into her body.

Line after line.

Along the way, he met a lot of caravans and knight-errants walking alone in the rivers and lakes. Tang Hui seemed to be lacking in interest, but kept replaying the slow process of the immortal clone performing "Continuously Breaking the Canglan" in his mind, comparing it over and over again. Slowly and carefully over and over again.

Just being pondered by Tang Hui constantly, plus Tang Hui has the memory of Song Zhiming before he ascended through the catastrophe, Tang Hui really figured out two or three points, and he couldn't tear a piece of thousands of feet. Tang Hui was confident and regained his mental strength Being able to use spiritual power to move around, it shouldn't be a big problem to tear apart the post road by two or three hundred feet.

As for the "Immortal Touching the Top", "The Universe in the Sleeves", and "Shaking Kunlun with Hands" performed by the immortal avatar afterwards, Tang Hui was really at a loss and couldn't figure it out at all.

I can only scrutinize "keep breaking the waves" over and over again, hoping to understand a little more.

After the carriage drove for about three hours.

"Boom, boom."

At this time, there was a sudden faint thunder. Tang Hui's first reaction was that there were people crossing the robbery around him. When he looked up, he couldn't see the robbery cloud. There were only white lightning bolts as thick as arms striking down from the sky.

"Palm Thunder."

Tang Hui pursed his lips. The white thunder is the most common sky thunder. This kind of palm thunder belongs to the low-level thunder method. The monks in the Qi refining stage rely on the lightning charm, or the monks in the foundation stage use the palm thunder. This is this kind of sky thunder .

To frighten ordinary demons and ghosts, palm thunder is still a more effective signature spell, but it can basically be ignored when dealing with Tang Hui, a monster who has survived two catastrophes. The bay red horse was frightened and fell to the ground.

Even if the bay red horse runs wildly, with Tang Hui's semi-immortal body's majestic stored power, as long as he pulls the reins tightly, the bay red horse can't move half a step, so the bay red horse can only crouch on the ground and succumb to the might of heaven.

Tang Yan and Ye Yingxiu in the carriage popped their heads out of the car window at the same time, forgetting about the white lightning in the sky.

"Boom, boom, boom."

The thunder became louder and louder. With Tang Hui's ear strength, he could hear the sound of fighting and talking from the dense thunder and lightning, and he couldn't help frowning.

A hundred miles away.

A dozen or so monks wearing black robes formed a circle, each holding a blood-red skull, and red smoke was sprayed from each blood-red skull. Surrounded by three female monks in goose-yellow robes in the center.

Judging from the attire on his body, he should belong to the remnants of Huangquan Ghost Sect and the inner disciple of Shengshui Palace.

The Huangquan Ghost Sect used to belong to one of the top ten sects, because its cultivation method was too evil, it harvested yin to replenish yang, and sucked people's souls. Then it was jointly crusade by the other nine sects. After the death, the Beast Sect ascended to the tenth place in the sect.

And these three inner disciples of Shengshui Palace, most of them were training outside for the mission of the sect, and encountered a small group of remnants of the ghost sect of Huangquan. Jointly cast some kind of formation to surround the inner disciples of the three holy water palaces, intending to carry out that obscene thing.

The three disciples of Shengshui Palace, the one on the right propped up a water-blue glass cover with a radius of one foot to resist the attack of the red mist sprayed by the blood-red skull; the one in the middle kept drawing thunder in the palm of his hand, attracting white thunder Descending from the sky, it smashed above the diffuse red mist, intending to open a path; the person on the left used a flying sword to fly around in the red mist, as if he could not find the target, lost his way, and was already stained by the red mist A lot of red, precarious.

The reason why Tang Hui frowned was because the female cultivator of the Holy Water Palace who was envoy Feijian had a relationship with him once, that is, a female cultivator named "Yaoyao" who shot Tang Yan at Weishanfang City.

To help, or not to help?

Tang Hui was caught in a dilemma.

Tang Hui has no grudges with Shengshui Palace in recent days, and has no enmity in the future; the evil cultivator of the Netherworld Ghost Sect in Baima City basically has no hatred with him, and he has to thank that evil cultivator for giving him the opportunity to devour it. There are a lot of artifact fragments.

At this time, the female cultivator of the Holy Water Palace who was supporting the water-blue glass cover quickly threw a middle-grade spirit stone into her mouth to replenish her spirit power. up.

The female cultivator of the holy water palace who cast the palm thunder in the middle is also getting slower and slower in portraying the palm thunder. The power of the white sky thunder is getting smaller and smaller, and the damage to the red mist is getting lighter and lighter.

As for the female cultivator named Yaoyao, the flying sword was flying slower and slower in the red mist, gradually froze and trembled, and then Yaoyao lost her mind connection, the flying sword fell to the ground and did not move, Yaoyao suffered backlash, A mouthful of blood spurted out.

One of the evil cultivators of the Netherworld Ghost Sect let out a smirk, and said to the brothers on the left and right: "Come on, these three chicks have run out of spiritual power, and the brothers will have fun tonight."

"Haha, what the senior brother said is very true, these three girls have thin skin and tender flesh, they can be used for the senior brothers to have a good time."

"It is said that all the disciples of Shengshui Palace are virgins, senior brother, you have to be gentle, haha."

"Little beauty, I will let you taste the taste of ### soon, let's comprehend the Dao of Shuangxiu together."

……

A burst of obscenities continued, and the three female cultivators in the Holy Water Palace looked at each other, seeing that the water-blue glass cover was shrinking continuously, and after a cup of tea, there would be no place for them to stand.

"Senior Sister, why don't you fight them?" Yaoyao said angrily while wiping the blood stains from the corner of her mouth.

The female monk of Shengshui Palace in the middle slowly shook her head and said: "They are so many that we cannot fight them. Moreover, they have already arranged a formation, and we cannot rush out at all."

Yaoyao looked at the monks of the Netherworld Ghost Sect around her, and said anxiously: "Then what should I do? You can't just sit and wait like this!"

"Even if we commit suicide, it is estimated that they, the remnants of the ghost sect of the underworld, will not let our corpses go. The only way to do it now is to explode ourselves and open a road." Shengshui Palace in the middle said with a serious expression: "Yaoyao, Xinlan , I’m Senior Sister, I’ll be the one who blows up the road, and you’ll play by ear when the time comes.”

"Senior Sister." Yaoyao suddenly widened her eyes and called out.

"Senior Sister, no." The female monk in charge of the water-blue glass cover opened her eyes and said, "You must not, I have sent a letter to Feige, as long as we take turns to persevere, we will definitely wait for the master to rescue us." .”

Flying pigeons pass letters, not real pigeons with paper strips tied to their feet, but fold a thousand paper cranes, play out the formula, fly to the marked place, and notify the other party.

"The Holy Water Palace is thousands of miles away from here. When the thousand origami cranes fly to the Holy Water Palace, it will probably be the Year of the Monkey. It's not too late now. I'm going to martyr myself. We must not let them defile our bodies. Otherwise, even if you return to Shengshui Palace, you will be expelled from the sect."

Just when the female cultivator of the holy water palace was about to step out of the water-blue glass cover, a trace of joy gradually appeared on her face, which expanded from small to small, and she hurriedly said: "Here, here, the rescuers are here. "

……

Tang Hui explained a few words to Tang Yan and Ye Yingxiu, telling them not to run around. He went to the nearby toilet, delayed for a while, and captured the iron-cut purple long sword of Meng Wanwan, the devil girl, by the way. Handed it to Tang Yan.

Tang Yan nodded, took the purple long sword, knowing that the master was going to the place where the thunder struck, she didn't point it out, but told the master to be careful.

But Ye Yingxiu didn't react much, as if she was already obsessed with the "Entraining Qi Jue" and couldn't extricate herself.

If you can't walk with a sword, even if you ride a fast horse that travels [-] miles a day, it will take about three hours to reach a place a hundred miles away. The situation is urgent, what should I do?

Tang Hui didn't bother Ye Yingxiu on purpose. He still remembered the strange asynchronous technique performed by the old man in sheepskin fur. He recalled it carefully in his mind, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Immortals' techniques cannot be completely learned, but for Tang Hui, mortals' footwork can be learned in a decent way after seeing it once, and even better than blue.

Tang Hui's first step was only half of the usual steps.

Tang Hui's second step was exactly the same size as an ordinary step.

Tang Hui's third step was already two steps away from his usual steps.

……

By analogy, after a hundred steps, between the sky and the earth, Tang Hui was like a thunderbolt, and instantly crashed into the red mist formation arranged by more than a dozen monks of the Ghost Sect of Huangquan, and broke countless towering trees along the way and was in a daze. If you don't feel it.

Invincible.