Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

Zuo Feng was full of doubts and puzzlement at this time. The crisis of the village should mainly come from the bandits in Jinyan Mountain. Now the village has been destroyed, the bandits have been slaughtered, and their bodies are still hanging here. Then the only one involved in this matter is the mysterious gray-clothed people.

The village migration team was ambushed by bandits, and there were gray-clothed people among the ambush bandits. All these clues finally pointed to the gray-clothed people of the Fengtian Dynasty. It seems that this vast area began to become turbulent after the appearance of the gray-clothed people.

Zuo Feng is now almost certain that the group of bandits who were killed should be the group of gray-clothed people. But Zuo Feng was worried in his heart. He was worried that Zhang Yu, the commander of Yancheng, would also be involved. Otherwise, how to explain that his men made things difficult for his group of people when they just entered the city.

‘I hope my guess is wrong. If Zhang Yu is also involved, then the group of people in the village who moved to Yancheng will probably never have a peaceful life in the future. ’

Zuo Feng didn’t care too much about this group of bandits. They had done so many bad things on weekdays, and they deserved such retribution in the end.

Zuo Feng suddenly remembered something and walked into the village again. He checked again, but he found that none of the corpses looked like Master Teng Xiaoyun.

“Is the master still alive?” Zuo Feng said to himself.

The corpses piled up in the houses in the village had been twisted and deformed, and even stuck together and couldn’t be separated. Zuo Feng had to deal with them simply on the spot. Then he came to the square at the entrance of the village, where there was a big tent, which was the only one that survived the burning.

The tent was also a tragic scene with blood flowing everywhere. Some of the five corpses in the tent had their heads separated from their bodies, and some had four of their legs cruelly cut off. Among the five corpses was the third elder who was irritable but upright, and another one was the fourth elder.

They were very close to Zuo Feng in terms of blood, and they all belonged to the generation of Zuo Feng’s grandfather. Zuo Feng couldn't bear to simply bury the two people so hastily, so he carefully pieced the bodies together. He took off the entire tent, cut the tent cloth, wrapped it up, and carried it to the hillside outside the village.

"This is it. If you know about it in the afterlife, please bless the survivors in our village to live in peace." Zuo Feng said to himself.

He broke off a thick branch and started digging. It didn't take too long for the two bodies to be buried properly. Facing the two graves without tombstones in front of him, Zuo Feng remained silent for a long time.

Zuo Feng sat quietly for a while, then left the hillside where the elders were buried and walked into the dense forest. Although it took some time, Zuo Feng has now completely calmed down his emotions. What he needs now is to adjust his mentality and calm down to judge the situation.

The most important thing is to find the whereabouts of the master. He has a hunch that Teng Xiaoyun is not dead. This feeling doesn't make sense, but he seems to be able to feel that Teng Xiaoyun is still alive. He doesn't know that this is just his wishful thinking.

Suddenly, he recalled the strange words that Teng Xiaoyun said to himself when he broke up with him, "All this may have something to do with me."

'Are they looking for the master, or the items in the cave? ' He lowered his head and thought for a while.

Zuo Feng's eyes suddenly lit up. If his guess was correct, then before these gray-clothed people got everything they wanted, Uncle Teng should still be safe, at least his life would not be threatened. From beginning to end, Zuo Feng never doubted that the master would leave the village and escape alone. If he thought so, it would be the greatest insult to the master.

Thinking of this, Zuo Feng's mood was slightly better. The next step was to find the whereabouts of the master. Zuo Feng also took action immediately, mobilized all his mental power, and spread it out to the maximum extent to explore everything around him.

The scorching sun was in the sky, making the ground a little hot, and even from a distance, the vision would become a little distorted because of the heat waves on the ground.

Zuo Feng didn't care about the scorching sun at all. He just walked through the forest, sometimes running in this direction, stopping and standing for a while, then suddenly turning around and running for another distance, and then stopping and standing for a while.

Zuo Feng used his spirit to explore for more than an hour. After checking the area within a radius of nearly ten miles of the village, a feeling of powerlessness gradually came over him.

His search was very careful. In such a large area, Zuo Feng checked all the abnormalities he felt. But the cruel fact is that those places where traces were left were the secret sentries where the bandits had observed the village before. The bandits were now turned into corpses hanging on the fence outside the village, which made Zuo Feng helpless again.

Time passed slowly, and the western sky gradually floated with a touch of orange. Zuo Feng was almost exhausted at this time. He could still bear the fatigue of his body, but the tingling and dizziness in his head forced him to stop and rest.

Leaning against a big tree, although Zuo Feng still hadn't given up the idea of ​​finding his master, he was constantly filled with anxiety and powerlessness. Zuo Feng took out a small bag and took out some dry food from it. Just as he was about to eat the dry food, his eyes swept across a neatly folded note.

When he saw the note, Zuo Feng couldn't help but feel a little sore in his eyes. He gently unfolded the note and saw a sentence written on it.

"Empty yourself and keep your mind focused. Let the external qi flow through the meridians, purify it, collect it in the sea, and circulate it endlessly."

This was a formula that his master had taught him when he first taught him the basic physical strengthening technique. He had memorized it by heart. But he couldn't bear to throw away the note, and he kept it with him as a souvenir. Now he couldn't help but feel sad when he saw it.

The little beast, who had been sleeping for a long time, woke up at this moment and crawled out of Zuo Feng's arms silently. When it saw Zuo Feng's sad expression, it tilted its head in confusion.

Then it looked at the dry food in Zuo Feng's hand, with a hint of disappointment in its eyes, but then it saw the small note in Zuo Feng's other hand. Suddenly, it seemed to understand something, looked at Zuo Feng again, and quickly crawled to Zuo Feng's hand, grabbed the note and put it in its mouth.

Zuo Feng was immersed in sadness at this time, and did not notice the little beast's actions. He didn't come back to his senses until he saw the little beast eat the note in his hand. He grabbed the little beast and tried to take the note out of its mouth, but found helplessly that the little beast had swallowed it, which made Zuo Feng angry and helpless.

'It's just a little beast, how can it know anything? It must be hungry and want to eat. But this guy usually doesn't even look down on dry food, why is he so interested in this little note this time? '

Zuo Feng thought helplessly while taking out some of the cork chips and handed it over, but the little beast seemed not to see it this time, and lay on Zuo Feng's legs in a daze.

After a while, the little beast walked straight in one direction, and Zuo Feng looked at it all in confusion. The little beast ran a distance and saw that Zuo Feng didn't follow, so it raised its little head and "squeaked" twice, as if it wanted Zuo Feng to follow it.

'Could it be related to the note he ate? He wanted to take me to find the owner of the note? 'Zuo Feng's mind was full of questions at this time.

He also felt that this idea was completely his wishful thinking, but he was at a loss at the moment.

"Never mind, I'll give it a try. Anyway, I don't have a direction now." Then he made up his mind and said to himself.

Zuo Feng had also heard that wild animals have a very sensitive sense of smell and can find prey that left a long time ago with a trace of smell. But firstly, the little beast in front of him has no instinct to chase prey, and secondly, it didn't smell it carefully just now, but swallowed the paper whole, which is very puzzling.

The speed of the little beast is sometimes fast and sometimes slow. Sometimes it squats there with its head down as if it is asleep, and sometimes it speeds up very fast. Seeing that the direction led by the little beast is heading northeast, Zuo Feng suddenly slapped his forehead. He actually forgot such an important clue as Dongshan Canyon.

Because his mind was a little confused before, Zuo Feng had been looking for clues randomly like a headless fly. The action of the little beast in front of him reminded Zuo Feng that even if the little beast could not lead Zuo Feng to find his master this time, Zuo Feng had a next goal.

The little beast suddenly stopped while walking and dug something on the ground. Zuo Feng just stared at the little beast busy on the ground. As he watched, Zuo Feng's eyes lit up slightly, because after the soil and rocks on the ground were removed, there were actually spots of blood. Seeing this, Zuo Feng hurried over and used his hands and feet to help the little beast start digging. Two busy figures, one big and one small, dug in the forest in full swing. After a busy period, Zuo Feng was still digging, but found a pair of big silver-gray eyes next to him looking at him. Zuo Feng glanced at the corner of his eye and saw that the little beast had stopped digging long ago, just staring at him with his black eyes, as if there was a sneer in his eyes. Zuo Feng suddenly felt that he had been fooled. This little guy obviously realized that it was useless to dig further, but he didn't stop his plan at all. He just stared at him sweating profusely. "You little thing, you are making fun of me, you..." Zuo Feng said to the little beast with a smile, but he saw that the little beast actually glared at him, then turned his head away and ignored him.

"Hey."

Zuo Feng sighed slightly, and then paid attention to what he had dug out. After a careful inspection, he realized that his busy work was not in vain. In addition to some bloodstains, there were also some rags mixed in.

Although they were just rags, they were real clues in the eyes of Zuo Feng, a careful person. If it were an ordinary person, he would not be able to find anything, but Zuo Feng was different.

He carefully grabbed all the excavated rags in his hands and carefully examined them, sometimes rubbing them, sometimes holding them in front of his eyes to look carefully at the faint moonlight, and sometimes holding the rags to his nose and sniffing them gently.

After a long time, Zuo Feng sat up straight, closed his eyes slightly, and sat quietly for a long time. At a certain moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of excitement and joy.