Volume 1: Wind Rising From the Mountains and Swamps Chapter 133: Sunrise
"Woooo-!"
In the distance, there was a faint sound of howling wolves.
"Woooo-!"
The Wolf King drew his neck and howled, echoing from afar.
On the open grassland, the howling of wolves floated far away. Everyone's hearts were heavy, not knowing what was about to happen.
At this time, the bright moon is setting in the west, and the morning stars are dazzling. A flash of white appeared on the eastern skyline. The rest of the night is coming to an end, but the wolves have not gone away.
Everyone is exhausted physically and mentally, gritting their teeth and waiting and holding on.
wait for what? What are you insisting on? No way to tell.
Lin Yi stood attentively for a moment. His expression relaxed, and he sheathed the long sword in his hand and hung it on the front of the car. Then he sat in front of the car, picked up the gourd, and took a sip of Qianqiu Fragrance.
In front of him was a killing battlefield, and the smell of blood was getting stronger and stronger. The grass is red, the water is red, the ground is red, and the wolf blood has soaked everything.
The wolf howled again, like weeping and complaining, lingering and vague, sometimes far and sometimes near. It's mourning for the lost companions, or mourning for this fight. Every wild wolf and every disciple fell into the silence before dawn.
Everything came to an end after Lin Yi's long sword was sheathed.
Yuan Qing, Mu Qing'er and others only felt that there was something abnormal about the wolves, but Lin Yi had already sensed a turning point in his consciousness.
The howling of wolves in the distance seems to be a call, calling this group of wild wolves to return. After the wolf king howled, the wolves slowly retreated.
No one knows why the wolves left, and no one wants to think too much about it except that they are lucky to survive. Only Lin Yi noticed that the howling of wolves in the distance was a bit more anxious in its shrillness.
Looking up into the distance, the wolves retreated like water. The wolf king fell behind and stared at the people on the high slope motionlessly. After a long time, he howled and turned back. The distant howl was filled with reluctance and demonstration.
Among the gray wolves, the silver-white back of the Wolf King is so eye-catching——
When the first light of dawn fell, the wolves had disappeared without a trace. These wild wolves that come at night and leave at dawn are like the nightmare in everyone's heart, making it difficult to look back and let go.
Regardless of the blood or the muddy water, the disciples sat down one after another and looked up. Everyone’s eyes are deep and intense——
The streak of blue and white on the horizon disappeared, and then became dazzling and dazzling. The dazzling morning glow was heartbreakingly beautiful. Among the rising clouds, suddenly, thousands of rays of light, the blood-red morning sun, came out majestic——
"The rising sun on the grassland is so beautiful!" Mu Qing'er held her senior sister's hand and stood on the cart, with bright eyes and fair cheeks. The two daughters' homes, forgetting the bloodshed, cuddled together and were intoxicated by the sunrise on the grassland.
At the feet of those two graceful figures, the fields were littered with blood and flesh. In the blood and stains, there were exhausted disciples, but in their eyes, the rising sun shone!
All this is a sad and beautiful picture painted by God using the heaven and earth as the curtain and flesh and blood as the pen. It's just that the blood-red background of this painting is a bit more fishy, making people feel as cold as the early spring wind.
At three o'clock in the morning, when the departing wolves did not return, everyone in the Tianlong Sect truly breathed a sigh of relief. The disciple who disappeared last night was also found. He had been eaten by wild wolves until only his skeleton was left. The disciples could only endure their grief and bury it hastily.
Two horses died and a dozen more ran away, making it even more difficult to do anything. How can I get out of this vast grassland with my feet!
Wuchai and Jitang, after half a day's rest, regained some strength and rode away together.
Uchai's suggestion was to go to the herdsmen to buy horses to solve everyone's urgent needs. Mengshan agreed without hesitation and only let Ji Tang accompany him. He was also afraid that if he encountered a pack of wolves, there would be fewer people and it would be easier to escape.
Lin Yize hesitated and found Meng Shan, looking for the lost horses. Considering his status as a horse-raising disciple, such behavior is quite reasonable.
Meng Shan frowned and refused at first, but Lin came back immediately when he said he couldn't find it. He could go alone without anyone else's company.
The elder of the Tianlong Sect stared at Lin Yi for a long time, then nodded and asked him to try, and said that it would be okay if he couldn't find it.
Under everyone's surprised gazes, Lin Yi rode a horse and headed east.
It seemed that he took Lin Yi's actions as a matter of course. Zhen Yuanzi even believed that this boy would be able to find the horse.
Under the blue sky, white clouds blooming, on the endless grassland, one person and one horse are galloping.
The horse's hooves leaped into the air and neighed happily. The man on the horse's black hair was flying and he was in a good mood.
Lin Yi had a smile on his lips, and the stars under his brows were shimmering. It's rare for a person to be so unrestrained and free. I really want to run like this, never stopping, until the end of the sky, blending into the boundless blue sky——
Less than half an hour later, dozens of miles behind him, a horse neighed and Lin Yi stopped moving forward.
A mile away to the right, a dozen horses were leisurely munching on the tender green grass. The horses were so frightened that they ran out together and did not get separated, saving them the trouble of searching everywhere.
Lin Yi had written down the direction in which the frightened horses fled last night, and searched all the way. Since the grassland was empty, he easily found the frightened horses.
Looking around, he saw that there was no one around for more than ten miles. Lin Yi pondered for a moment, then threw his palm, and a blue cloud slowly rose up. He jumped into the blue cloud and was instantly enveloped in his body.
In the blink of an eye, the blue clouds soared up to three hundred feet and floated to the west.
Lin Yi stood on the green cloud gauze, and in a short while, he passed the Tianlong Sect's camp in the air. He continued to move forward for dozens of miles and slowly stopped.
Below, there were wolf corpses everywhere, just like the tragic situation of the Tianlong Sect's camp, and there was no trace of people, only a silent slaughterhouse. Standing in the air, looking at everything below, what he thought in his heart was confirmed, and Lin Yi had a clear reason for the wolves' departure.
Without further delay, Lin Yi was about to return, but suddenly his mind moved, and Qingyun flew north. After walking a hundred miles, a low valley appeared in front.
In the valley, a group of wild wolves slowly passed through. The wolf pack was not large, about a hundred or so.
Suddenly, a white figure in the wolf pack stopped, and the originally flawless silver hair was no longer as white as snow, but bloodstained. Its hind legs were curled up, with a bloody mouth on it, and blood was still dripping. Only the wolf's eyes were cold, looking up at the sky, with a lonely and arrogant look.
Lin Yi was not surprised that the wolf king was injured. The fact that the wolf king was lucky enough to survive reminded him of the flying sword. Perhaps, that person was not as powerful as he imagined!
The blue cloud in the air did not stop, but turned east. The perception of crisis was an instinct from the wolf king's noble bloodline. And the familiar palpitation came from the sky this time.
The crisis seemed to be far away, and the wolf king glanced at the tribe indifferently, and then limped and walked deep into the valley.
In the air, Lin Yi saw several groups of wild wolves, all of which were scarred. Thousands of wild wolves were summoned by the wolf king. After a night of fighting, they left with sadness and murderous aura.
Lin Yi flew back to the original place, but did not leave immediately, but adjusted his breath slightly. Biyunsha was comfortable to fly, but it was still a bit reluctant for his cultivation. After flying hundreds of miles, the spiritual power in his body was consumed a lot, and he felt more tired than a night of fighting.
An hour later, the spiritual energy in his body was flowing smoothly. He put the spiritual stone in his hand back into the Qiankun bag, then Lin Yi got up and mounted the horse. With a whistle, he walked back with the horse.
Meng Shan finally smiled at Lin Yi's return and the horse he found. He wanted to praise this outstanding horse-raising disciple, but the other party looked indifferent. After clasping his fists, he turned around and left, which made his words useless. He could only snort coldly. His mood was naturally self-evident.
The Tianlong Sect set off to the east, walked along the stream for more than ten miles, and found a new place for camping. Everyone set up tents, rested, and waited for Wu Cai and Ji Tang to return.
After settling the carriage, Lin Yi sat in front of the carriage, in a daze. He was not interested in what had happened in the past day. Meditation, cultivation, and improving cultivation were what he had to do, but now he could only be in a daze alone.
"Boy, thank you so much, old Taoist!" Zhen Yuanzi walked over in square steps.
Lin Yi did not look back, still staring at the green grass in a trance. After a long time, he smiled at Zhen Yuanzi calmly without saying anything.
Zhen Yuanzi also sat cross-legged in the car, looking at the setting sun, he said leisurely: "I am boring. I have been practicing Taoism for decades, but I am not as calm as you. Haha!"
"However, the two useless disciples really make me worry. Whether you care about these or not, the old Taoist will remember your kindness. With the obstruction of the rain curtain and the critical situation, I am afraid that no one knows what you did. But the old Taoist knows it in his heart! It's just that the two bastards are still in the dark. I hope that the wolf pack will not come back again."
Zhen Yuanzi stroked his beard and talked to himself. No matter how Lin Yi reacted, he had to say these words. Not for himself, but for the two disciples.
The extraordinaryness of this Lin Yi is difficult to explain, and Zhen Yuanzi has no way of knowing how extraordinary he is. However, the old Taoist believed in his own judgment. He believed that the boy in front of him was definitely not an ordinary person.
In Xiajun City, Ji Tang and others were inexplicably acupunctured. It turned out that it was the Fengyun acupuncturist of Baiyun Temple, which made Zhenyuanzi more confident in his judgment.
Therefore, along the way, Zhenyuanzi was very humble to this young driver and kept getting close to him.
However, as they got along for a long time, this driver made him more and more difficult to see through.
The boy named Lin Yi in front of him always looked honest and dutiful. But every time he looked at him carefully, he always gave people a different impression.
Say this boy is honest? Not entirely, his mind is sharp, and it is not an exaggeration to call him a sly one.
Hidden? I tried to test him before, and although I offended this boy for this, I didn’t find that he had practiced profound internal skills!
In the rainy night, facing the wolf pack, everyone was busy with their own affairs, but his apprentice and Mu Qing'er and her sister were all safe and sound. If he said that it had nothing to do with this kid, the old Taoist would never believe it.
Also, this kid was originally behind the high slope, how did he know about Elder Meng's predicament, and knew it so clearly? How could he grasp the situation so well?
But this Lin Yi, after the wolves retreated, quietly hid behind everyone as usual.
Could it be that this kid's martial arts is even better than his own? If this kid has reached the realm of inner strength and returns to the original state, it would be difficult to test him. Is it possible? Zhen Yuanzi shook his head secretly. There is no shortcut to inner strength cultivation. This is just a teenager!
I'm afraid there is something strange. In this case, I, the old Taoist, have something to look forward to!
Lin Yi naturally didn't know Zhen Yuanzi's exquisite mind. He just remembered the wolf king and the bleeding hind leg.
"The wolves won't come!"
"How did you know that?" Zhen Yuanzi stared at Lin Yi and asked curiously.
"I guess the wolf king was injured, so the wolves left!" Lin Yi answered casually.
"I guess? Are you thinking that? Or did you see it when you went out to look for horses? Are you really so sure?" Zhen Yuanzi's eyes flashed with a sly smile.
Lin Yi rolled his eyes and couldn't help but smile. The wolves retreated to the west, while he went east to look for horses. This old Taoist did it on purpose. He shook his head and smiled: "I just said it casually. The right and wrong will be judged by the Taoist."
Zhen Yuanzi laughed and didn't care that Lin Yidao had revealed his plan. He said easily: "They are back--!"
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