Chapter 352: Old Crane and Ziying
Shushan never refers to a single mountain.
A long time ago, it was a general term for the mountains in Shu.
However, it later acquired many new meanings through the extension of many literary works.
Yi Chun didn't know what the Shushan here referred to.
He actually hoped that when he turned into a raven and soared in the sky, he would be able to see a flash of sword light breaking through the air.
But unfortunately, apart from a few bored crows, he did not see any other living creatures.
This obviously disappointed Yi Chun a lot.
Shushan doesn't seem to be quite right without flying swords.
Of course, it may also be related to the fact that he did not follow his junior brother who was walking in the time of destiny.
But looking at the flying sword was just Yi Chun’s idea, similar to checking in at a tourist attraction.
He walked forward in this broken yet unexpectedly vast land, trying to find someone who could answer his questions.
Or it could be an ancient book, or an elderly person with a long life.
Of course, after Yi Chun discovered that he had not encountered humans so far, he extended the scope of the latter to include alien species that could communicate...
"Gu Gua..."
At this moment, a huge toad was fighting fiercely with a slightly bald white crane.
The toad's back had a purple-gold luster, and the tumor-like protrusions looked like shiny round beads.
Yi Chun had no interest in their fight at first.
But the poisonous mist released by the toad was really smelly, and the raven that Yi Chun transformed into was also smoked by it accidentally.
If this toad knew what happened to a certain giant crocodile, he would be well aware of the truth that map cannons should not be fired lightly.
But it is obvious that it has never been in this situation...
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"You are such a tailless thief!"
"If you have the skills that stung the Buddha, I will dig out my heart and liver for you to eat!"
"But you can only spit and make things difficult for your Grandpa He!"
The old crane used one claw to force back the toad that was pouncing on it, and then nimbly avoided the insidious long tongue that followed.
The white crane is a bird of longevity, and this old crane had practiced cultivation with a master for many years, so he had acquired some skills of his own.
But cranes are quiet and peaceful by nature and do not like to fight.
Of course, it had not learned any killing skills from that master.
On the contrary, he has mastered the art of cleansing and soaring.
After leaving that master, I struggled for a few years, and the pure and quiet air was gone, and instead, it had a bit of a slick feel.
Today, the old crane was sleeping soundly in his nest, but he didn't expect that he would be almost attacked by this big toad.
After a fierce fight, Lao He decided to leave.
There is no place in this world where we cannot go. Why should we fight with this evil villain just for a nest?
I'll find help later and then kill this guy.
But just after Lao He uttered a few more waves of lotus, a gust of evil wind suddenly fell from above!
“Bang!!”
Lao He only felt as if thunder was exploding in his ears, and the force of thunder was like the power of heaven!
The old crane was blown by the evil wind and rolled on the ground for countless times.
When I woke up again, I felt numb all over and couldn't move for a while!
The wings and claws were in unbearable pain, and I didn't know how many of them were broken.
But after Lao He saw the bloody scene not far away, his body suddenly stiffened, he closed his eyes and stopped moving.
Ah, this unfortunate bald ghost!
If the King of Hell wants to lock your life away, just let him go.
Why do you still have to pull your grandfather He together? That's so unfilial!
Lao He continued to speak eloquently in his heart.
It just felt a chill in its heart, and was afraid that it was going to be in trouble this time.
"Meow?"
Soon, Lao He felt some warm breath hitting his body.
Then, a cat's meow, neither loud nor soft, sounded beside its ear.
Lao He's whole body stiffened, and his already feeble breathing completely stopped.
It's a ghost!
Lao He cursed even louder in his heart.
It’s a bit far-fetched to say that the previous scene was caused by a vicious beast like Jiuying.
But it certainly shouldn't be an ordinary cat's meow.
As the saying goes, "The weirder the situation, the faster you die."
Lao He was silently organizing his words in his mind.
When its soul goes to the underworld, it will have a good talk with that bald-headed villain about the moral principles between father and son.
"Wake up, I'm not a bad person."
At this time, Lao He heard someone talking.
Judging from the accent, he doesn't sound like a local, but rather someone from the north. But there doesn't seem to be something right about the flavor.
But since the other party said so, the old crane had no choice but to open his eyes, not afraid that the other party was trying to trick him.
After all, judging from the fate of that bald toad before, the other party doesn't seem to be a good guy.
If you don’t know how to count, it might be dangerous.
But after the old crane saw the other party's appearance clearly, it closed its eyes even faster!
I want to die! I want to die!
Where did this murderous god come from? Could it be that he wants to recreate a heaven?
How could a veteran like it not recognize the image of a young man with vertical pupils?
Combined with the previous evil wind, countless souls must have died under his command!
"Don't panic. I have never killed anyone indiscriminately."
"I just want to ask you something..."
The man spoke again.
Lao He had no choice but to bite the bullet and open his eyes and say:
"Excuse me, the toad poison mist hurt my eyes and caused this. "
It retracted its injured paws, then used its wings as hands to barely cup its hands and said:
"I don't know what these Taoist brothers want to ask. As long as I know, I will tell you everything."
"It's nothing important , I just want to know the name of a tree or a spirit."
The man said so.
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"You said you don't know Taoism!"
Wan Nanxing said as she looked at Yu Xing who was skillfully summoning wind and fire out of thin air.
"In an emergency, we have to take emergency measures. Besides, don't you know how to do it?"
Yu Xing glanced at the sword in Wan Nanxing's left hand, and he felt that the style of the sword looked familiar.
But on second thought, he seemed to have never seen a purple sword anywhere.
Perhaps, it’s just because the styles of magic swords are somewhat similar?
Yu Xing was too lazy to think about it.
After all, the magic sword is a rare thing, and he has only seen one so far.
Even a person like his senior sister did not get a magic sword.
According to our master, that is called karma.
It is not something that can be achieved just by having superb swordsmanship or being well versed in Taoism.
"I?"
Wan Nanxing unconsciously tightened the sword in her hand.
She had no special feelings about swords.
Or like most girls, she doesn't have much interest in cold weapons.
But just now...
She walked over in a daze, as if she was possessed.
Then, the purple sword was pulled out from the blurred earth of flesh and blood.
It said it was called Ziying...
Just as if someone was quietly describing it in her ear, Wan Nanxing unconsciously knew the name of the sword.
"So, where's your Qingsuo?"
Wan Nanxing suddenly asked Yu Xing.
"ah?"
Yu Xing was stunned for a moment, then he smiled:
"It fell in Nanzhao..."
The falling snowflakes seemed to have regained their sharpness and become softer unconsciously.
The newly fallen snow gradually covered the mess of blood and flesh on the ground, and the shadows of the two people on the ground in the cold wind unconsciously moved closer...
