The Riddler Get Out of Terra

If I had seen such a hazy and magnificent scene in the past, I would have even written a poem

Xing Dafa wrote poems and paintings, and recorded everything for future generations to comment on, but now...

Hong Quan smiled bitterly, turned and walked towards the camp.

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wrong! ! ! ! ! ! !

He suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the sandstorm, straining his eyes to see the junction of wind and earth. He even used the help of internal force to see a black shadow clearly in the dusk!

what is that? !

Hong Quan looked at the violent and ferocious sandstorm in the distance. A few days ago, a hill had disappeared due to endless erosion. Everything told him that the sandstorm was a restricted area for life, and only by escaping could he save his life.

But in such a sandstorm that was destroying bones and eroding gold, someone actually walked over as if visiting the back garden? !

Hong Quan opened his mouth in shock - who is this?Heavenly Master?God?Jinyiwei?A martial arts master?

But no matter how he guessed, he knew that the black shadow in front of him was definitely not human.

Chapter 60 The Art of Five Fishes and Two Loaves v1.032

Who is this person?

Hong Quan held his breath and watched the black shadow Shi Shiran walk out of the sandstorm, calmly as if he was traveling. The sandstorm that swallowed up the small town where Hong Quan originally lived was no different from the blue sea and sky to him. He just crossed it step by step and passed by. The entire natural disaster is ignored!

He stared at the black shadow walking in. As he got closer, Hong Quan realized that he was not some demonic giant or divine behemoth, but a human being!

This is even more terrifying. If he is not born powerful, what kind of person must be able to ignore natural disasters as nothing?

Hong Quan himself is a long-time practitioner. How could he not know how much suffering and suffering he would have to endure if he practiced martial arts to achieve such a level of skill?

Those who can achieve this level, have strong minds and high ambitions, are definitely not things in the pool!

He looked at the black shadow carefully several times, only to find that the man was walking very fast. It only took him a little time to hold his breath and recover, and he walked away from the dark line connecting the sky and the earth by the dust. In just an instant, It has already expanded from a small dot the size of a sesame seed to already approaching.

What a powerful qinggong!

Hong Quan's heart froze. With just this skill, if this person had malicious intentions, in just a moment, everyone in the camp, including him, would be in order.

But apart from asking for help, what else can the refugees do?

In the letters Hong Quan received, the scholars who had entered the Yan Kingdom system used materials. They already knew that natural disasters had occurred frequently in Yan Kingdom in recent years, food harvests had plummeted, and starvation had become more common. It was already difficult for refugees like them to find a new home!

Even in the nearest mobile city, the built plank roads are blocked by mudslides, so they can only find the nearest village to make ends meet.

But now there is a person who has great influence on nature coming. Hong Quan thinks this is an opportunity to survive with the townspeople who are already going crazy with hunger.

Even if he encounters someone who is not kind to him, he will admit it. If he continues like this, the tragedy of being easy to eat is not far away. Once this happens, the people left here will not be the townspeople, but a group of devils!

So he suppressed his aching instinct and waited there, hoping that the shadow figure would realize his waiting.

Sure enough, the black figure had internal strength that matched his extraordinary Qinggong. He saw Hong Quan's figure from a long distance away. Young Li Boli only saw the black figure's figure erratic for a while, and the distance between him and him suddenly changed. Shrunk by half!

The distance got closer and closer, and as the black shadow approached, Hong Quan finally saw the true appearance of the black shadow:

This is a film man, his appearance has the characteristics of a Yanguo person, but his eyebrows have the deep curves of a Victoria film, his face is sharply carved, and he is very heroic.

The majestic body is shrouded in a camouflage combat uniform with thick pockets and black combat boots, giving him an aura as sharp as a rainbow sword.

Hong Quan felt cold all over his body, but he was overjoyed in his heart:

Appearance is born from the heart, and energy is nourished by people. This man is extraordinary and majestic and heroic. He is definitely not a shameful gangster!

The last big stone in his heart fell, and Li Boli immediately began to arrange his clothes and prepare to salute:

The more people you have, the more power you have. Regardless of whether you can get help or not, asking for help is the most important thing.

After the figure approached him, the speed returned to normal. Although it was still very fast, it was much slower than the extreme speed Hong Quan had seen not long ago. When it was less than 50 meters away from him, the man stopped his extremely fast steps and chose to take one step at a time. Walked over slowly.

"Senior's meritorious deeds have contributed to the creation of nature, and this junior's has been fascinated by it for a while. I still hope that senior will understand!"

When he reached 20 meters, Hong Quan immediately seized the opportunity, performed the most common greeting ceremony in the Yanguo martial arts world, and asked the man for instructions.

As long as the topic can continue, the little embarrassment now is not a problem at all!

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[The north wind blows and the white grass breaks, and the sky is full of snow in August!Suddenly a spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloom! 】

[The pearl curtains are scattered and wet, and the silk curtains are wet. The fox fur is not warm and the brocade quilt is thin. 】

[Uh, Wenyuan, I use the first four sentences because this sandstorm is quite similar to heavy snow. I’m not trying to play Solitaire with you. 】

Kong Ming's voice rang in his ears, and Hao Zhao walked out of the violent and terrifying sandstorm step by step, turning a deaf ear to Qinglong's words:

[I’m not here to pick up a fight with you. The best psychological treatment for a bad environment is to communicate with others. Nowadays, a sandstorm is raging, and there is no one in a radius of [-] miles. There are also wind and sand that blind the eyes, and gravel that hurts people. They are disturbing the golden eclipse. Bones, finding someone to communicate with can help calm your mental state. 】

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Uh...okay. 】

[Why is it always you these days?What about macarons?Where is Akashi?What about viciousness?Even if it’s Garuda, why are you always the one free? 】

Seeing that he was about to walk out of the sandstorm, Hao Zhao took back the self-protection space built by Kong Ming's power and changed it into an ellipse with a radius of only one meter around him. He kicked his left foot on the ground. As the soil burst, the orange cat's The figure violently advanced dozens of meters.

[Because I have recently been studying the time ability that I named "I am not myself", and I have many clones and consciousnesses, so of course I have free time~]

[Are you sure it’s not because Nian Beast has been working overtime on the project in recent days and can’t take care of you at all? 】

【...There is someone in front!He is still a scholar from the Yan Kingdom! 】

[I have a hunch, Wen Yuan, that this scholar is probably your chance. I think the shape, length, and shape of the sword he wears are chosen for combat, not for ceremonial purposes. His figure is not as majestic as that of a martial artist. There must be something else. Dharma door, why don't you go and ask? 】

Kong Ming directly changed the topic, Hao Zhao smiled, stepped hard with his right foot, and while creating scars on the ground, he rushed towards the man at top speed.

He did take an interest.

Chapter 61 The Art of Five Fishes and Two Loaves ([-])

"What you mean is that the town you are staying in was destroyed by the sandstorm I lived in not long ago. It has been half a month since I walked here. No one has taken care of me and the food has run out. Do you want to get some help?"

Hao Zhao walked on the gravel-strewn flat ground, his combat boots passing over the bumpy ground and kicking away stones. Beside him, Hong Quan, who had just explained the difficult situation of the gathering place, smiled awkwardly.

For the first time, he found that he could not utter many nice words when communicating with others. He could not even describe the close-up scene. If Hao Zhao had not summarized it, he would not have known what he had just said. What.

Hao Zhao's aura was so strong. Just communicating with him made Hong Quan feel like he was back in the public examination interview. Even the examiner at that time did not put as much pressure on him as Hao Zhao did.

If it were normal, of course he would be frightened and reluctant to talk like a majestic examiner during an interview, but now if he didn't talk he would starve to death, how could Hong Quan care about the rules of rhetoric and the atmosphere of his words?

He wished he could tell everything in the simplest and most straightforward words!

However, the communication habits brought about by years of taking exams still tricked him, so that when he communicated with Hao Zhao, he was neither fish nor fowl, and it was better to communicate in a reserved and cautious Yanguo style.

"You are a good scholar. At least you can tell it. It is much better than those who boast about it and talk about it when disaster strikes."

What the orange cat said casually made Hong Quan's heart tighten. He immediately turned to look at Hao Zhao, only to find that the orange cat just glanced at him and continued to look forward nonchalantly, understandingly not paying attention to his embarrassment:

"Don't worry, your expression is too easy to guess. You seem a little embarrassed? Do you think you shouldn't use this half-baked vernacular to communicate with me? But in fact, what is the use of communicating in vernacular? Could it be that you use the classical Chinese used in scientific examinations to communicate with me silently at this time? Sheng Yousheng? I am not your scientific examiner."

Hong Quan felt relieved and smiled subconsciously:

After failing the exam again, the scientific examination has simply become a scar in his life. Even when he hears that someone somewhere has taken the scientific examination, he feels intense shame and humiliation welling up deep in his heart.

Hao Zhao's disdain for the scientific examination made him feel relieved, but he became discouraged after a moment:

From the looks of it, Hao Zhao knew that a man from a wealthy family would not care about the scientific examination. His courage, which only comes from being in a high position, could not be developed overnight. For a child of a wealthy family who has already achieved success and fame, the scientific examination may only be regarded as a matter of course. A good way to advance.

But now he has someone to ask for, and he even needs to take advantage of Hao Zhao, so Hong Quan had to cheer up and continued to Hao Zhao with a forced smile:

"I feel much better after hearing you say that. In recent years, I have almost gone crazy in order to take the scientific examination. My words unconsciously have some color of scientific examination classical Chinese, which makes you laugh."

"This is nothing, but...you asked me to help others, what kind of reward can you give me?"

Hao Zhao didn't care, but raised his eyebrows and asked.

Hong Quan immediately began to think about the conditions he could offer, spiraling through his mind about the value he and the townspeople could provide.

After all, he is a scholar who has taken the scientific examination. He has seen many masters who don't see rabbits and don't let go of hawks. It's a joke to ask them to help without any benefit. What's more, Hao Zhao is not related to the villagers, so what reason does he have to help for free?

If he wanted to volunteer to help, Hong Quan would have to first suspect whether he had malicious intentions!

"My family has many ancient calligraphy and painting scrolls, which were collected by the old man in the family. He likes them very much. Even if there are severe natural disasters, I will hide them in the book box and never put them down. If you like them, I can give them to you."

"Of course," Hong Quan immediately added: "These books, calligraphy and paintings are definitely not that valuable. If you don't like it, I am still a student from Gou Wu Academy. Many of my former classmates have passed the scientific examination. If you want If you know him, I can also introduce you to him."

This is already the greatest value that Hong Quan can think of. The Yanguo custom does not encourage direct visits. Scholars prefer to use friends as introductions and connect with each other, and eventually develop a network that covers a province or even a country. Big net.

To put it bluntly, strangers in the Yan Kingdom, even if they are wealthy,

It is very difficult to meet the Grand Master.

But if he got into the circle of people from the Yan Kingdom, as long as he was willing to spend money, there would always be a way for him to talk to the grand master of the dynasty.

The Grand Master was also a scholar who studied hard and rose to the top, and his classmates and teachers at that time were also his political strength. I know you as a scholar and you know him. Plus, with the huge amount of profit, there is always a way.

And Hong Quan was like taking the initiative to act as a fig leaf to cover these snares, using his bad reputation of flattering wealthy families to create a bridge for Hao Zhao, who in his eyes came from a wealthy family and skipped the scientific examination.

But the orange cat had no expression on his face, and it was difficult for Hong Quan to tell whether he was moved.

Maybe this is what is said in the book: "If Mount Tai collapses in front of you but your expression remains motionless, you can worship the general"?

He subconsciously thought.

"...You seem to be a practicing master."

Hao Zhao suddenly asked such a question.

"Uh, uh, yes, the old man in my family made friends with many righteous men when he was young. I met one of them when I was young. He saw that I was thin and slightly sick, so he dressed me in kung fu and asked me to work hard. Practice and keep your body strong.”

Hong Quan was caught off guard and had to pick out some important stories from the past.

"Strengthen your body..."

Hao Zhao glanced at Hong Quan, a little confused, which made Li Boli feel uncomfortable. Fortunately, Hao Zhao was not a riddler who kept silent, and told him quite straightforwardly:

“Although it’s frowned upon to rashly inquire about other people’s martial arts skills, it’s okay to reveal a little bit of common sense.

"Scholar Hong, people who practice martial arts generally have various special postures. This is a change brought about by the exercises they practice. For example, for people who practice horizontally, skin training will make their skin color different from that of ordinary people. For people who practice internal energy intensively, His expression is full of energy and his eyes are bright. If you observe more, you can always find some clues.

"I see that you have a thin body and delicate limbs. Although your eyes are bright, they are just a little bit of aura brought by years of studying. You are not as strong and powerful as those who practice martial arts, but the sword in your hand is definitely not a toy. The shape and length are both A good sword that can kill people is extremely inconsistent with your body, but the question is..."

Hao Zhao's question made Hong Quan feel something, and he immediately seized the opportunity to explain to Hao Zhao:

"Brother Hao is indeed well-read and knows a lot! My kung fu is different from ordinary people. It is a new way of doing things. I wonder if Brother Hao knows the origin of inner energy?"

Hao Zhao shook his head, but Hong Quan didn't take it seriously - the source of inner energy was part of a hundred miscellaneous books, and it was not a serious book. He also paid attention to it because he practiced swordsmanship in his childhood and was healthy and smart. , it is understandable that a person like Hao Zhao, who comes from a wealthy family, does not care, so he explained:

"In ancient times, there were giants, as brave as the sky. They fought and danced with the sun and the moon. Hundreds of soldiers reflected the light of the sky. Evil creatures were punished by the sky. All kinds of races raced like shuttles. They broke the mountains and rivers with their hands. They melted the sea and the sky with their arms. They danced to calm the morning and dusk. The three combinations caused bloodshed. Damn it, it’s just too bad that the story is not gentle.

"There is a story in "Miscellaneous Books: Nei Qi". In ancient times, there was a giant who was extremely brave and died together after a battle with a murderous monster. The book records that in order to imitate the giant's ability, people refined a trace of the energy in his body. Traces, and finally continuous exploration, derived the category of inner qi.”

Hao Zhao nodded, although there were many discrepancies. For example, the monster was no longer killing people but could cause the Terra Continent to collapse at any time. The Titan did not die together with the inner energy and the projection of the outer god - he was a cultivator.

But it does sum up the story of Joe Titanic.

It turns out that the origin of Yanguo's qi is Yanguo's research on Lunqiao's remaining body tissue?

Chapter 62 The Art of Five Fishes and Two Loaves ([-])

"This is a good story, but what is the connection between inner energy cultivation and the origin?"

Hao Zhao asked.

"Actually, there is a connection, and the connection is huge. Brother Hao can go through a sandstorm without getting hurt. Compared with his internal strength cultivation, he has already participated in nature and is far more comparable to ordinary people."

Hong Quan glanced at Hao Zhao's clothes that were spotless even after breaking through the sand and dust, and grinded his teeth in fear - there are not many people in the past who can do this to Hao Zhao. If his guess is right, Hao Zhao's The family must be related to Tianshi Mansion.

Only people from the Great Flame Heavenly Master’s Mansion will never forget the inner energy, and even ask all the Heavenly Masters and even the Heavenly Master Reserves to refine the inner energy!

"I dare you to ask, Brother Hao, can you make any progress after cultivating your inner energy to a very high level?"

Hong Quan asked cautiously, but he regretted it just after asking. With just such a sentence, Hao Zhao's face darkened visibly.

The short silence made Hong Quan frightened, thinking that his question had touched Hao Zhao's pain, and his face turned pale involuntarily.

But Orange Cat is not a weirdo with a weird temperament, good or evil. He pondered for a while and then described to Hong Quan:

"A lot of time has passed since I practiced Kung Fu to my current state. I believe that the key points of my practice are all authentic Xuanmen and the source of inner energy. However, since I have reached my current state, the accumulation of inner energy has become unsustainable. Even if I continue Cultivation is nothing more than dissipation. On the contrary, it has the disadvantage of excessive cultivation and loss of both Qi and blood."

Orange Cat's frankness made Hong Quan feel reassured. He carefully recalled the secrets of the teacher who taught him how to raise a sword at that time, and said to Hao Zhao: