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Chongyang Hall

Lin Yan looked at Ma Yu, and Ma Yu looked at him.

"Junior brother Lin, why do you come to the Chongyang Hall? Junior brother rarely came here before!"

Lin Yan's face was warm, and he was not nervous at all because of the leader of the largest religion in the world.

"Headmaster, I came here just to tell the real person that I plan to travel down the mountain for a while to pursue my own path.

As short as three to five years, as long as ten or eight years!"

"oh……"

Ma Yu thought a lot in his mind. Because of his qualifications, the person in front of him was in Chongyang Palace, but he was indispensable.

Telling him now that he should pursue his own way really feels like a fantasy.

"Junior brother,...you...the world is in chaos..."

The implication is that he is afraid that he will not be able to protect himself and die outside.

"Don't worry, real person, everything matters!"

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As the sun rises, I slowly climb to the top of the unknown mountain top, Huashan Mountain, and look at the pristine mountain. There are no tall buildings like those in the Blue Blood World.

Although they are different worlds, they are very similar. In his heart, he even regards this place as his old place to visit again. He thought that he would be extremely emotional, lamenting his narrow escape from death, and lamenting the great opportunity he had here...

But while walking here, he felt extremely calm in his heart. Even if the white bones and rotten armor came into view, it did not cause the slightest disturbance. He was so indifferent that he was surprised.

Walking to the edge of the top of the mountain, among the towering mountains, a sunrise slowly rose, and the sun slowly shone on the earth. It was not until this scene came into view that Lin Yan felt a slight fluctuation in his heart.

With this thought in mind, with a clang sound, the long sword was unsheathed, and several sword moves were executed smoothly.

The towering mountains, the morning sun rising, the long sword flowing, an inexplicable meaning slowly rising in the heart, and finally manifested in the sword posture.

When the sword light disappeared, Lin Yan stood facing the rising sun with his sword behind his back, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was still immersed in that inexplicable realization.

The breeze blew across his face, his robes fluttered, but the sword suddenly trembled. After a long time, Lin Yan slowly opened his eyes and stared at the rising sun, with all kinds of insights flickering in his eyes.

"Tao follows nature...Learning follows nature..."

An inaudible murmur floated in the wind, the sword was sheathed, but a smile appeared on his face.

Perhaps it is because swordsmanship has entered the country a lot, but the scenes that were ordinary in the past have a different artistic conception when viewed now.

The ancients learned from the natural world and understood various principles. The way of swordsmanship is only an insignificant point among them, but it also requires a person to understand and pursue it throughout his life.

The sun rises and sets, and the rest of the month passes quickly. During this more than a month, Lin Yan did not practice any internal energy at all. What he did every day was to stand on the top of the mountain when the sun rose and set, watching the sunrise.

, admiring the sunset, feeling the wonders of the rising and setting sun...

In my free time, I practice swordsmanship, trying to integrate my own insights into the swordsmanship, or using vegetation as enemies, setting various difficult goals to solidify my swordsmanship foundation.

It was another sunset and sunrise. This time, after standing on the top of the mountain to watch the rising sun, Lin Yan did not linger on the unknown top of the mountain anymore, but slowly walked down the mountain.

Lin Yan didn't pay too much attention to the direction. He had already forgotten his goal when he went down the mountain. He casually found a direction and walked forward through the mountains and rivers.

Reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles, the same way of looking at the way of martial arts is also perfectly consistent.

Since one can understand the principles of martial arts by watching the changing sunrise, Lin Yan feels that everything has its own truth. If he slows down and feels the various aspects of the journey with his heart, he may gain more.

He did not use Qinggong or mobilize his inner energy, just like ordinary people, walking down-to-earth in the mountains step by step.

When you encounter something you are interested in, you will stop, completely ignoring the changes in weather and the passage of time, and only set foot on the road again until you are satisfied with your observation.

I don’t walk very far every day. The distance that can be covered in the time it takes to carry Qinggong and a cup of tea on weekdays may be difficult to complete in one day at this time.

I don't know how long the years have passed in the mountains, and Lin Yan has no concept of time at all. But when he stepped out of the mountains, his coarse cloth robe was completely in tatters, his clothes were not covering his body, and his beard was unkempt, but his eyes were extremely bright.

It seems like stars are flowing...

After walking for several months, before I knew it, I left the Kingdom of Jin and entered the vast desert.

The sky full of wind and sand is really uncomfortable. In less than a week after entering the desert, my whole appearance has changed.

His face was covered with vicissitudes of life, his lips were chapped, and his original brand-new clothes had been eroded by the wind and sand, making him very old.

"Tap tap tap..."

At this time, the sound of horse hoofbeats was faintly heard. Lin Yan's expression moved slightly. After looking back, his steps suddenly accelerated.

His body flexibly shuttled between the Gobi boulders, and after almost breathing, he disappeared into the Gobi Desert.

"Horse thief?"

Looking at the figure getting closer and closer in the distance, Lin Yan frowned. Perhaps it was because it was located on the trade road leading out of the customs. In addition, the desert was a lawless place. Although it was sparsely populated, it was really chaotic.

In less than a week after entering the desert, he had already encountered horse thieves several times. He didn't want to cause trouble, so he always stayed away from them.

Looking at the roaring horse thief, Lin Yan frowned.

"That direction... is the caravan returning from the desert."

Looking up at the sun, Lin Yan murmured in his heart, it seems that these horse thieves are preparing to slaughter the fat sheep!

Because of his high position, Lin Yan could clearly see the situation of the caravan, it was obvious.

This is a large caravan. A rough count shows that the caravan has nearly a hundred armored guards. In addition to the grooms, slaves, etc., the caravan is estimated to have hundreds of people.

And this group of horse thieves only has more than a hundred people. On the surface, their strength is not much stronger than that of the caravan. Even if we only look at the number of people, this group of horse thieves is still at a disadvantage.

Not long after, the caravan unknowingly entered the ambush of the horse thieves, and an expected fight also unfolded within Lin Yan's field of vision.

The horse thieves were good at shooting and took advantage of the opportunity to make a surprise attack. While charging, they bent their bows and nocked arrows, and shot arrows at the caravan at all times.

The caravan also reacted very quickly. When the horse thieves were discovered, a car frame moved to form a simple formation. There were even armored and sharp guards who set up a shield formation to resist the horse thieves' attack. There were also many

Men in fine clothing hid behind carriages or shields and fired cold arrows.

As time went by, the scene became increasingly chaotic, but unlike Lin Yan's expectation, the horse thieves clearly had the upper hand.
Chapter completed!