Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 103 Five Steps One Kill

After a few days.

"Crack... creak..."

The ruts pressed the path and moved forward slowly. The head of the donkey pulling the cart was lowered, panting heavily from time to time.

The mountain road was rugged and narrow, and there was no one there except the donkey cart with the coffin.

Mo Qiu leads the donkey cart with one hand, and unfolds the map with the other for comparison:

"There is a small mountain village more than a dozen miles ahead. We will try our best to go there and spend the night while it is still early."

Since he planned to leave Jiaoxing City last year, he began to prepare. Not to mention the distance, but the nearby terrain is very familiar.

"Ten miles?" Qin Qingrong sat blankly in the car, heard the words and looked up at the sky, and said dumbly:

"It's about to rain, I'm afraid I won't be able to make it."

"Rain?" Mo Qiu looked back:

"How did you see that?"

"I learned Guanyunlu from my grandfather, and I can recite Yunque Song." Qin Qingrong stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky, and said:

"This kind of cloud is called hook rain cloud. After it appears, there will usually be drizzle falling within an hour."

"Really?" Mo Qiu looked surprised:

"Unexpectedly, Senior Sister still has this ability."

Observing the clouds and measuring the rain is the most suitable skill for long-distance travel, so it can no longer be said that the other party is a burden.

"I learned it for fun when I was young." Qin Qingrong smiled bitterly, obviously not yet recovered from the blow:

"Clouds are divided into three families, ten genera and twenty-nine categories. There is a set of formulas for describing and expressing various celestial phenomena."

"In terms of medical skills, I am not as good as my junior brother, but I have been able to read the sky since I was a child, and I rarely make mistakes."

"So that's how it is." Mo asked for clarity:

"It seems that we can't make it today. I don't know if there is a place to shelter from the rain along the way."

If there is no place to shelter from the rain, they may have a very difficult time tonight.

Mo Qiu's injuries haven't healed yet, and the rain will definitely aggravate them.

Although Qin Qingrong has certain martial arts skills, she is also a delicate daughter. She has never suffered from wind and rain, and is very likely to catch a cold.

Fortunately, there is no unparalleled road, and the two of them saw a deserted ruined temple not long after they walked forward.

The bricks and tiles of the ruined temple are incomplete, but it is not a problem to accommodate two people to shelter from the wind and rain.

Mo Qiu tied up the donkey cart, took some branches and leaves to cover the coffin slightly, and went to pick up dry branches to make a fire for cooking.

When everything was busy and safe, there was indeed a drizzle falling.

It seems that the art of observing clouds and measuring rain is true.

"Senior Sister." Mo Qiu turned his head and looked at Qin Qingrong, who was curled up to the side and silently ate the noodles:

"How much do you think it will rain? How long will it stop?"

"It's not a big deal, but I don't think it can stop tonight." Qin Qingrong stopped what she was doing and said:

"And the next few days should be cloudy and rainy, and the rain will not stop within three to five days."

"So..." Mo Qiu frowned.

Both of them were contaminated with human life, so the farther away from Jiaoxing City the better, but it's a pity that people's wish was not fulfilled.

In this kind of weather, it is impossible to increase the speed.

Especially in order to avoid possible pursuers, he chose remote and difficult paths.

Shaking his head, Mo Qiu was also helpless.

At the moment, I can only restrain my thoughts, find a clean corner to sit down, open the package on my body and get busy.

The first is to take medicine to heal the wound.

He was well prepared, and he got good medicine from the elders Ding and Mu, and there were plenty of ways to heal his body.

However, in just a few days, the injury has recovered seven to eighty-eight.

Then there's bleeding on the token.

The reason why Zhong Yunzhao was able to control walking corpses was because of this token, and he does not know how to refine corpses.

The 'Corpse Refining Technique' is also mostly about various ways to raise corpses and grow corpses.

It can be said that tokens are fundamental!

After dripping blood for several days, Mo Qiu could feel an unspeakable rhythm while holding the token.

It's just that it's still very vague at the moment, and I think it will be possible to control the walking corpse in a few days.

Putting down the token, he took out another booklet and a charcoal pencil, and opened it to write a few strokes.

The booklet is densely packed with words, but when you look closely, it doesn't form a system, it's like putting together random things, and neither of them would understand the meaning of them.

And this is the focus of his busy days.

After comprehending the Qingfeng swordsmanship involving the acquired realm, Mo Qiu's martial arts level has suddenly risen.

Especially for the coordination of swordsmanship and steps, I have a new understanding.

With a flash of sword, there is also the possibility of advanced.

If you can integrate the killing move in Qingfeng Sword Art with it, I believe that the power can be increased again.

This time, he carefully gathered what he had learned, and as time went by, his thinking became clearer and clearer.

In my mind, there is even a prototype of swordsmanship.

Even the name of the move has been thought of in advance.

Five steps and one kill!

"Brother."

His thoughts were interrupted by the voice, Mo Qiu closed the book and looked up at Qin Qingrong who was walking over:

"Senior sister has something to do."

"En." Qin Qingrong nodded silently.

She had long hair drooping and her face was haggard, but the daze of the past few days had disappeared from her eyes.

"It's a long way to go to Dong'an Mansion. It's a tough journey, and luck and misfortune are unpredictable. There is no need for my junior brother to accompany me." She took a deep breath, opened the package on her body, and took out a thick book from it:

"I know, the reason why my junior brother agreed to my father to accompany me on the journey is not only to repay my kindness, but also for this."

As she spoke, she caressed the book in her hand with complicated eyes, then sighed and reached out to hand it over:

"This is the complete copy of the Qingsang Medicine Sutra, please keep it, Junior Brother."

"Senior sister, what does this mean?" Mo Qiu looked surprised.

"I know that Junior Brother wants to go to the county town, after all, there are your friends and old acquaintances there." Qin Qingrong forced a laugh and said:

"I know that feeling very well, so... you'd better go to the county town with the medicine scriptures."

"Dong'an Mansion, I can go alone!"

Hearing this, Mo Qiu raised his eyebrows, but he never thought that Qin Qingrong would make such a decision.

He was slightly silent, and reached out to take the book.

"Senior sister, the Qingsang Medicine Sutra is really important to me, so you're welcome, but it's unnecessary to go to the county town." He said with a light smile:

"Compared to the county town, Dong'an Prefecture has outstanding people, there are many talented people, and the world is wider."

"Furthermore, Master Qin once said that another disciple of Mr. Xu can introduce me to a famous school to learn art, which is also impossible for the county town to do."

"Huh?" Qin Qingrong's beautiful eyes flickered.

Of course she understood that what Mo Qiu said was true, but it was also true that the other party did not abandon herself.

"Junior Brother..." She opened her mouth, and finally sighed softly:

"Anyway, thanks a lot!"

"It's gone." Mo Qiu waved his hand:

"Senior Sister has been too nervous these past few days, so don't think too much about it tonight, just take a good rest."

Qin Qingrong glanced at him, nodded slowly, and stepped back.

Mo Qiu watched the other party leave, and lowered his head to look at the two books in his palm.

One is the complete version of the Qingsangyao Jing, and the other is the five-step-one-kill with a prototype, which is a bit embarrassing for a while.

He knows that the number of sea stars lit up is not many, if he comprehends the Qingsang Medicine Sutra now, he may not be able to perfect the five-step-one-kill in a short time.

'The journey is still early, and there is plenty of time to learn medical skills, but martial arts are indispensable, so let's save it first. '

With a plan in mind, Mo Qiu immediately put away the medicine scriptures, opened his own booklet again, and prepared to write quickly along the lines of thought.

At this moment, in the drizzle outside the ruined temple, there were suddenly many chaotic footsteps.

The footsteps were getting closer, and there was more noise.

Mo Qiu's eyes shrank, and he stood up and grasped the sword beside him.