Fantasy: Jinyi Shenwei, starting from the Golden Crow of the Great Sun

Tap-Tap!

The sound of hurried horses' hooves sounded on the official road.

A tall steed appeared at the end of the road and came to the front in the blink of an eye.

At this time, on the official road, there was a caravan slowly moving forward.

Whew.

The steed galloped by, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Ahem! His mother..."

The head of the caravan's guards choked on the flying dust, coughed dryly several times, and looked up to curse angrily.

But when he suddenly saw the man on horseback, he was horrified in his heart and quickly covered his mouth.

Jin Yiwei!?

Half a day later.

Only after the figure disappeared completely did he breathe a sigh of relief.

OK!

It's good that I didn't say that sentence just now.

Otherwise, he was beheaded on the spot and did not make sense.

Maybe the people who heard this would have to spit and applaud.

"Boss, what happened to you just now? That dog day..." a guard came up and asked.

Syllable!

The long whip whistled and slammed into the guard's face.

Suddenly.

Blood splattered everywhere, and two teeth flew out.

The head of the guard had a gloomy face, and said coldly: "That's Jin Yiwei!" The

guard just wanted to shout injustice, but when he heard this, he immediately stopped his mouth, and his eyes were full of horror.

.........

Twilight is approaching.

In the sky, a few sunsets are gorgeous.

On the road, Xu Qing, dressed in black, led the horse and walked slowly on the official road.

I don't know what's wrong with this road, there are many holes in the middle of the road, as if they were dug by some small animal.

If you drive a horse on such a road, you will break the horse's leg if you are not careful.

Therefore.

For the sake of safety, Xu Qing chose to dismount for the time being and wait until he had traveled this road.

The Great Sun Falls.

Gradually, the surroundings became dark.

At this time, Xu Qing had already entered a mountain forest.

On both sides of the official road, there is a lush jungle, and from time to time there is the sound of soothing, and the figure of small animals flashes by.

Shout!

A shrill whistling sound sounded.

A pebble flew out quickly, hitting a fat hare hiding in the grass.

Bang.

The strength was just right, and the hare fell to the ground and passed out.

Xu Qing picked up the rabbit and tied it to the horse.

Along the way, it was either dry food or dry food, and now I can finally open the meat.

In the sky, the last rays of sunlight disappeared.

Suddenly, heaven and earth fell into darkness.

A cold air pervaded the forest.

The steed shivered, and a hot breath erupted from its nose.

Xu Qing gently patted its neck and said with a smile: "It seems that the two of us will not be able to rush to Jinzhou City today, so we can only make do with this wild night." The

horse was quite spiritual, and affectionately rubbed Xu Qing with his huge head.

"Let's go."

Xu Qing quickened his pace.

It's not a matter to be on this official road all the time, so you have to quickly find a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

This forest is cold and cold, and he is naturally okay as a ninth-grade martial artist, but this Mark can't stand it.

If you fall ill, you'll have to hike hundreds of miles.

Tap-da-da.

The sound of horses' hooves and footsteps mixed together, especially loud in this mountain and forest.

Xu Qing led the horse for several miles, and Yu Guang saw a dilapidated building.

He looked sideways.

I saw that on the official road ahead, a forked path appeared, leading to the mountains and forests on the side.

And at the end of the path, an ancient temple looms.

It's a great place to stay overnight.

This dilapidated ancient temple is only a few miles away from the official road.

I think that when the official road was built, someone had already inspected it, and there should be no problem.

No more.

Even if there are any demons and monsters, then ask yourself about this embroidered spring knife in your hand first!

Xu Qing held a long knife in his hand and led the horse up the path.

Soon.

One man and one horse came to the near front of the ancient temple.

It was completely dilapidated, the walls had collapsed, and the houses were full of holes, forming wind vents and whistling.

But I can't take care of so much now.

Xu Qing pushed open the decaying temple door and led the horse inside.

As soon as I entered the door, a puff of dust was blown up by the evening breeze outside the door and floated in the air, blurring the picture in front of me.

Xu Qing frowned and waved his hand gently.

A gentle strong wind appeared, rolling all the dust in the air out of the door.

The smell of dust in the ancient temple immediately dissipated.

Xu Qing walked into the temple, tied up the horse, and walked into the temple to find a relatively clean place to sit cross-legged.

Woohoohoo!

A cold wind blew in through the holes in the wall.

Bang!

An explosion sounded above the dome of the sky.

Dazzling electric light illuminates this world.

What was originally a clear sky turned into dark clouds in an instant.

Electric light is flickering, and thunder is constantly ringing.

Whoops!

Soon, a downpour began.

Xu Qing sat quietly in the ancient temple, sitting cross-legged in the Daxiong treasure hall, like an ancient Buddha.

Outside the door, heavy rain poured down, lightning and thunder.

Inside the door, one person and one horse, calm.

With nothing to do, Xu Qing began to cultivate.

The Great Sun Golden Crow Demon Gong began to operate, and the fiery True Qi surged in the meridians.

In the dantian, True Qi seemed to have been tempered to the extreme, and some kind of breakthrough was about to occur.

His strength is constantly stabilizing.

The temperature in the ancient temple slowly rises, and the warmth is bursting.

The horse felt the warmth coming from his side and subconsciously took a few steps closer to this side.

Time flies.

The night passed.

The heavy rain has stopped, but it is still drizzling.

The mountains are shrouded in a faint layer of mist, and all the mountains are shrouded in thick fog, which is impossible to see.

Xu Qing let out a long breath, slowly got up, untied the horse, and prepared to go.

Suddenly.

He paused in his steps.

In the ancient temple ahead, there was an extra thin figure!

The man had his back to Xu Qing, holding a broom in his hand, and was sweeping the dead leaves that did not exist in the small courtyard.

Xu Qing's gaze froze, and his hand quietly placed on the handle of the embroidered spring knife.

He stepped forward and said softly, "Which one are you?"

The old monk's figure paused, as if he was very surprised, and turned around:

"When did this benefactor come to this monastery?"

As soon as he turned around, Xu Qing's pupils shrank, but then he relaxed again.

"Three changes last night."

When the old monk heard this, he smiled and said, "When a visitor visited late at night, Hui Hai didn't even tell me a word, let me clean here in the morning, and disturbed the donor's rest, which is really undeserved." He

clasped his hands together and chanted the trumpet.

Xu Qing turned his head to look at the ruined ancient temple.

Where else is there besides himself and this "old monk"!

As for what kind of Hui Hai is, he didn't even see a shadow!

His hand never left the hilt, and he looked at the old monk in front of him.

But, except for peace.

There is not even the slightest smell of pickle!