Eternal gate

In the small village, the crying continued all day long.

Zhao Yun Anxin drew the talisman and did not leave the hut until nightfall, holding a basket of paper money with talisman patterns in his arms. He also learned it from the talisman record. There is a saying in the book that if you sprinkle it in front of the grave with the spell, it can save the souls of the dead. , if there really is an underworld, then these paper money are silver.

Not far away, Niu Hong was quite busy.

There are also villagers running around. They have prepared twenty or two horse-drawn carriages and have made up their minds to move. No one among the hundreds of villagers objects. The small village is remote and far away from the bustling place, making it a live target for bandits. , this time Zhao Yun is protecting them, but they can’t stay here forever. Saving a whole village of people and being willing to help them settle down is already a great kindness.

early morning.

Before dawn, twenty-two horse-drawn carriages drove out of the village in a mighty manner. There were many choking sounds. Almost everyone was holding a memorial tablet in their arms. They walked very far without forgetting to look back. They left their hometown and were quite reluctant to leave. After all, I have been here for generations, and once I leave, I don’t know when I will come back.

"Quick, quick, keep up."

Niu Hong rode his horse, running back and forth, left and right, and when he saw someone falling behind, he urged him.

The division of labor is clear.

Zhao Yun was leading the way, wearing a human skin mask to hide his true appearance, so as not to bump into the people of Forgotten City.

He was not idle, practicing his body and enlightening at the same time.

despair! despair! despair!

Looking at the horse he was riding, it looked very limp and depressed. I was depressed about how heavy the man on its back was! In addition, the crackling sound of bones continued all the way.

That's right, Zhao Yun is carrying the Long Yuan Sword.

He is not heavy, but this sword alone is heavy enough, weighing several hundred kilograms.

"Here, let me practice for you."

Niu Hong caught up with him on horseback and handed Zhao Yun an ancient scroll, which was the secret technique of dragon roar and tiger roar.

I once said that I never break my promise.

"How embarrassing."

Zhao Yun laughed and said this, but his hands were not idle, and Ma Liu took the ancient scroll.

"How long will it take to get to Forgotten City?" the little fat man asked.

"At this rate, it will take at least seven days." Zhao Yun replied casually, already immersed in studying the dragon's roar and the tiger's roar. His Zhao family did not have this sonic secret technique, or in other words, it was lost for some reason.

After a rough look, it’s actually not complicated.

Or maybe he is very talented and can learn everything very quickly. It is nothing more than a movement method, using true energy to stimulate sound waves. What is required is a moment of explosive power. This technique also has requirements for the strength of the physical body, such as the tendons and five internal organs. If the six internal organs are not up to standard, you may injure yourself while injuring the enemy.

This is only the most basic.

Dragon Roar and Tiger Roar have explained that the higher the spiritual level, the greater the power of this technique.

In the final analysis, it’s still about one’s own heritage.

Like the roar of a dragon and the roar of a tiger, if it were performed by someone in the Tianwu realm, a single voice could shake his entire internal organs to pieces.

If he didn't pay half a stick of incense, he would collect the ancient scroll.

Then, there was a voice.

Perhaps it was because of the dragon's blood that he heard the roar of dragons and roars of tigers, but there was no roar of tigers. A loud roar of dragons shook the rocks on the opposite side, causing cracks to break out.

"Not bad." Zhao Yun smiled.

Looking at Niu Hong again, his eyes were staring straight at him, he was really a freak, but he was only half a stick of incense, how could he be so accomplished?

Also, what about the dragons roaring and the tigers roaring as promised? Why only dragon roar.

He also practiced this secret technique, and when it was used by Zhao Yun, it was much more powerful than him.

"The foundation is a good thing."

Niu Hong murmured in his heart, he still understood this truth.

Roar!

When he muttered, Zhao Yun spoke up again.

This time, it was more domineering than before. There was still no roar of the tiger, and the dragon's roar was more pure and powerful.

Wow....!

Niu Hong rubbed his head. He was closest to Zhao Yun, and the two roars made him dizzy.

If the sound wave was aimed at him, he would probably be shocked to the point of spitting out blood.

"The Heavenly Thunder Sword Technique has been passed down to you."

Zhao Yun smiled and said that a secret scroll of sword techniques was given to Niu Hong. As for the escape from the ground, the wall penetration, and the Fengshen Step, they could not be passed on. The Moon God had already warned that what she passed on should not be passed on to others.

"It's so open."

Niu Hong chuckled. He had known that Zhao Yun's swordsmanship was superb, and he wanted to learn it.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

There were constant roars along the way, and the roars of the dragons became louder and louder each time.

It's Zhao Yun, practicing the dragon's roar and the tiger's roar.

Looking at Niu Hong, he consciously ran behind and took a stroll. If he stayed here, he would be shocked to the point of vomiting blood.

The cavalry moved forward slowly.

If you look at it from a distance, you might think it's a escort?

It was getting late, and the cavalry stopped in the forest.

Dragging a family with a family is naturally slow. At this rate, it will indeed take seven or eight days to arrive.

For Zhao Yun, it is also a kind of practice.

Bringing these people safely to Forgotten City will be a complete merit. This may be the cause and effect mentioned in the Xuanmen Heavenly Book. It is a mysterious and mysterious thing. It is not obvious at the moment. When you reach a certain state in your cultivation in the future, it will become clear. Gradually it appears, and it seems to be able to affect one's own luck.

As night falls, the bonfires in the mountains and forests are brightly lit.

The villagers moved pots to make rice and fled, no longer distinguishing which family was which, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

After dinner, Zhao Yun sat under the tree and meditated.

Not far away, Niu Hong was the same. His recovery was pretty good and his arm had recovered. This was probably due to his weird bloodline. He was so dark and dark. He didn't get it from the sun, it must be a family inheritance.

Um?

The breeze blew, and Zhao Yun opened his eyes.

"The smell of blood."

Niu Hong turned over and jumped up. That little nose was really unusually sharp.

"female."

Then, the guy added that he smelled the fragrance of a woman.

Whoosh!

Just as he was watching, a black shadow swept into the forest. He was wearing night clothes and covering his bleeding right arm with his left hand. He staggered along the way and coughed up blood from time to time. Needless to say, he was seriously injured.

"What a beautiful pair of eyes."

Zhao Yun murmured, the woman's cheeks were covered, only one pair of eyes were exposed, as clear as water, no trace of dirt could be seen in her eyes, the black gauze covering her face, and a pair of beautiful eyes, gave her a sense of mystery. People unconsciously think that under that veil is a peerless face.

"Should be an assassin."

Niu Bang's nose is twitching, and he can smell the smell of blood or some kind of evil spirit.

"Bitch, where are you going?"

After the female assassin in black, two more people came, an old man with a hunchback and a young man in purple robe. It was the young man in purple robe who started to curse. As for the bitch in his mouth, it goes without saying that it was the female assassin.

"Xuan Yang, the peak of true spirit."

Zhao Yun looked at the small spirit beads. The old man with a hunchback was in the Xuanyang realm, and the young man in purple robe was at the peak of the true spirit.

The villagers were frightened and hugged each other.

Niu Hong let out a sigh of relief and sat back down. He also looked at the jungle before chasing after him. When he was out, it was better to do less than to do more. After all, it was better to have a family and less to participate in.

"What a beautiful pair of eyes."

Here, Zhao Yun was still muttering with his hands in his hands, his eyes seemed to have magic power.

At night, it fell into silence again.

At some point, Zhao Yun opened his eyes again, only because the little spirit bead in his arms lit up again.

"Bitch, don't let me catch you."

Sure enough, the curse started again, and it was the same young man in purple robe who came back cursing. He must have not caught up with the female assassin in black, his face was ugly, his teeth were gritted, and he was furious.

As he passed by, he stopped slowly and glanced at the cavalry.

After being glanced at by him, the villagers did not dare to speak, while the babies hid in their mother's arms.

"interesting."

The young man in purple robe smiled faintly and touched his chin. There was a lustful and evil light in his eyes. His so-called anger turned into lust because of several girls in the village. He really wanted to find someone to vent his anger to.

"This little girl is quite pretty."

The corners of the purple-robed young man's mouth were slightly raised, and he smiled obscenely. He took steps forward and walked straight towards a girl. The girl's painful moans seemed to be ringing in his ears. The feeling of being wantonly ravaged must be wonderful.

"What are you doing?"

Niu Hong stepped forward and blocked the way of the purple-robed young man.

"The first level of true spirit."

The young man in purple robe smiled playfully and threw a money bag casually.

The implication is obvious: I want that girl.

Niu Hong didn't even look at it, he remained motionless, with an angry look in his eyes.

Zhao Yun didn't move, not because he was afraid, but because he was staring at the other person.

That's right, in addition to the young man in purple robe, there is another one secretly. It should be the old man with a hunchback. He just arrived here a moment ago. He saw the young man in purple robe wanting to have some fun, but he turned a blind eye.

"Senior, it's not easy to escape."

Zhao Yun spoke slowly, speaking to the hunchbacked old man in the dark.

"Who do you think you are."

The hunchbacked old man said nothing, but the purple-robed young man turned his head and glanced at Zhao Yun with disdain. He seemed to know that the hunchbacked old man was secretly there, so what was he afraid of? Even if there was no hunchbacked old man in his family, he didn't need to be afraid. At the peak of True Spirit, it is extremely easy to defeat two True Spirits at the first level.

Fire.

Mainly because I was angry tonight and chased all the way, but the female assassin ran away. I was simmering with anger and urgently needed someone to vent my anger. It was okay if I obeyed him. If not, he wouldn't mind killing. Here In the deep mountains and old forests, it is common for people to kill people and steal goods, and no one will know about it.

Zhao Yun ignored the purple-robed young man and waited for the hunchbacked old man to reply.

If you take care of it, everything will be fine and everyone will go their own way; if you don't take care of it, then we will have to kill him.

The hunchbacked old man smiled sinisterly and would not interfere.

There is no difference between two first-level True Spiritual Realm ants and ants. Since they are ants, how can they have the qualifications to negotiate with him? When the purple-robed young man lives a free and happy life, he will not mind killing all these people.

Besides, he was also angry.

Not to mention the young man in purple robe, even he wanted to find a woman for entertainment.

"court death."

Here, the young man in purple robe has moved, his palms are overflowing with true energy, and he slaps Niu Bang with his palm.

Niu Hong was also a man. He advanced instead of retreating. True energy surged between his palms and he punched forward.

boom!

The fists collided and a thunderstorm exploded.

Looking at the battle situation, the peak of the true spirit absolutely crushed the first level, and Niu Hong was beaten and stepped back.

"You don't know what you can do."

The young man in purple robe said with a faint smile and attacked again.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun arrived, looking like a ghost, and reappeared in front of the purple-robed young man.

"you....."

The young man in purple robe suddenly changed his expression. He obviously underestimated Zhao Yun and his movement skills. It was so weird and fast that he could hardly see clearly. He was only at the level of True Spirit, how could he be so fast?

Jingle Bell!

Suddenly, there was a strange bell ringing. It was Niu Hong who shook the Soul Seizing Bell.

The demonic nature of the ringtone disrupted the mind of the young man in purple robe.

In a half-moment of trance, Zhao Yun had arrived. When the young man in purple robe passed Shen'er, the Zixiao Sword was already lying on his shoulder. The sword's light was cold. If Zhao Yun was willing, he could end his life with one sword.

It was a surprise attack.

I have to say that his cooperation with the little fat man is still perfect.

"Good for you."

The young man in purple robe sneered, with his sword on his shoulder. He didn't dare to move, but he was not afraid either. He didn't think Zhao Yun dared to kill him. I have a Xuanyang Realm person here. If he dares to kill me, you will all die.

"What a good junior."

Speaking of Xuanyang Realm, the hunchbacked old man had jumped out, ignoring Niu Hong and only looking at Zhao Yun. Such a fast speed really caught him off guard, so much so that a peak true spirit was restrained in an instant.

"Let my young master go and everything will be fine."

The hunchbacked old man snorted coldly, his true energy was already overflowing, and he was thinking about where to kill Zhao Yun with one blow.

"What were you doing earlier?"

Zhao Yun sneered and grabbed the purple-robed young man to block him in order to avoid being instantly killed by Xuanyang Realm.

"I want to die so much, I'll make it happen for you."

The hunchbacked old man snorted coldly and took a step forward, but he only took one step before stopping because Zhao Yun's sword had already scratched his young master's neck. There was a sword mark! It's not deep, but it is a kind of intimidation. If you dare to take another step forward, the purple-robed young man will have his head knocked to the ground. He is not joking with you.

Don't tell me, Xuanyang Realm was really frightened.

The face of the young man in purple robe was ferocious enough, but he did not dare to move. He had reason to believe that Zhao Yun would really kill him. This kid was not an ordinary person, and he came here to die together.

"Walk."

Zhao Yun said calmly, and handed Niu Bang a piece of paper, which marked the route to Wanggu City, as well as his Zhao family's military store, as well as his handwriting and tokens.

"I have to walk a piece..."

"Let's go." Zhao Yun said calmly, interrupting Niu Hong's words.

The other party has the Xuanyang realm, and he can't cover it.

If the stalemate continues like this, once the hunchbacked old man loses his patience, it won't be as simple as one or two deaths. If he is the only one left with nothing to worry about, it will be much easier to handle, and he will probably be able to escape.

Niu Hong was about to speak but stopped.

However, he still turned around, knowing that Zhao Yun had a trump card, and they were all a burden.

All the villagers got on the carriage.

The hunchbacked old man snorted coldly and wanted to chase him, but Zhao Yun's sword drew a bloody mark on the purple-robed young man's neck, which meant: If you want him to die, just chase him, if you want to die, then die together.

Or deterrence.

The hunchbacked old man stopped again, ignoring Niu Hong and the villagers, only looking at Zhao Yun, his murderous intent unstoppable.

To be honest, I hate feeling threatened.

I wanted to take action, but it was the young master who came out together and had to be brought back alive.

"Be honest, the sword has no eyes."

Zhao Yun said calmly, saying that he was telling the young man in purple robe that he knew what this guy was thinking, and the true energy in his body was already surging. He would run away just waiting for a flaw, but Zhao Yun would not give him the slightest chance.

This is a talisman.

If the young man in purple robe is there, he will be there; if the young man in purple robe runs away, he will not have to live anymore.

There was a loud sound of hoofbeats, and the cavalry was leaving.

After walking far away, Niu Hong never forgets to look back, full of guilt. It seems that he has been dragging Zhao Yun down since they met. Zhao Yun can completely ignore it. With his body skills, it is more than enough to escape. Such actions make it difficult for him to It’s unbelievable that we have only known each other for a few days and yet we are so kind to each other.

His state of mind is also the state of mind of the villagers.

At this moment, there was an obsession that was silently planted in their hearts: they all owe Zhao Yun their lives, and their surname is Zhao.