() Murong Zhen turned around and saw Chu Lang struggling to climb up, and said loudly: "Brother Chu, why don't I take you up, otherwise there will be a long stretch of mountain road ahead, it will be faster if I take you up."
"Ah, no need. Brother Murong, didn't you just tell me that there is a tavern on this hilltop not far away? Why don't you, brother Murong, go there for a drink first and wait for me? I will rush there soon." Chu Lang.
Knowing that such a walking speed would definitely affect Dao Murong Zhen, he suggested it with some embarrassment.
"Can you do it alone? I think your strength is almost exhausted. Why don't I take you up there?" Murong Zhen looked back at Chu Lang and said.
"It's okay. You see, I'm not in good shape yet. It's such a rare opportunity to exercise. I don't want to miss it. People's potential is endless. The road is difficult, and only by being determined can you prove the road. I think I should be fine."
Chu Lang shook his head firmly and said.
Murong Zhen glanced around, looked at Tianse and said, "Well, I'll go over there and wait for you first. I'll prepare some fine wine and wait for you, brother."
The wine bug in Murong Zhen's stomach broke out, but the small gourd hanging from his waist was already empty.
After Murong Zhen finished speaking, he stepped up and walked up, but his figure had already walked more than ten feet away after a few ups and downs. In the blink of an eye, the figure in white had disappeared on the top of the mountain.
Chu Lang was secretly speechless and stared at the top of the mountain in stunned silence.
This speed is indeed not that fast. Even if his internal strength is restored to its peak state, he cannot do it.
He is indeed a powerful master. I wonder if he is in the realm of a snow shadow flying across the sky and shrinking into an inch.
Chu Lang wiped the sweat from his forehead and continued on his way after regaining his breath. He grasped some protruding stones or withered roots of weeds in the snow with both hands and climbed up with difficulty.
The mountain road was a little slippery, which increased Chu Lang's walking burden, but Chu Lang still gritted his teeth and persisted.
After walking nearly thirty feet, I climbed a lot higher than where I was standing just now. Now I am only a hundred feet away from the top of the mountain.
But at this moment, Chu Lang's body was exhausted to the extreme. His limbs were shaking violently, and he lost most of his consciousness. He walked mechanically for several feet. Chu Lang lay on a stone and panted. He was too tired to move anymore.
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This is really strange. I am not sick, so why would my body be so weak that I can't exert any energy? It's like this when I wake up early in the morning.
Chu Lang knew that he was almost reaching the top of the mountain. There was no way out in this situation, so he could only grit his teeth and persevere.
Thinking of the previous times when I exercised my body under the waterfall at the back of Qianya Peak, it ended only when I was exhausted. But it was different today. Now I was exhausted, but I couldn't give up, otherwise I would be in a dilemma. I couldn't
Spend the night in this wilderness.
Chu Lang sat cross-legged on the stone, running the Ice Art to soothe the true energy in the body, slowly condensing a trace of true energy, and then wandering around the body according to the mental method. In the past, he would have been able to relieve the fatigue in the body and restore physical strength through the movement of true energy.
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However, even though I walked around for a week at this moment, I still didn't get any greater relief. At this moment, the true energy in my body was wandering like a thread, and it had no effect at all.
Chu Lang frowned and slowly withdrew his Qi. At the same time, he drank a few more sips of water. After packing up, he continued on the road. Knowing that he could not use the weak Qi in his body to relieve the pain in his body, Chu Lang had no choice but to endure it and kept walking.
Step forward bit by bit, looking firmly at the top of the mountain.
Already very close to the top of the mountain, Chu Lang found that he had lost control of his feet, as if they were filled with lead. He could only walk mechanically, supported entirely by faith.
Chu Lang felt dizzy in his mind. He couldn't stand for a while and fell down. He held the stone beside him tightly with both hands. Chu Lang closed his eyes slightly, took a rest, and his breathing slowly became smoother.
When Chu Lang took the last step, there was a snap and Chu Lang fell to the ground. This was already the top of the mountain.
Chu Lang gasped for air and relaxed his whole body at the same time. However, the numbness and pain in his limbs became more and more intense. Chu Lang's face was pale and ugly, and his clothes had been soaked with sweat.
The last trace of vitality in his body has been exhausted by the last few dozen feet of mountain road. Chu Lang is now inferior to ordinary people. He can't exert any strength in his body. I'm afraid he can't even move a finger.
Although Chu Lang felt extremely uncomfortable physically at the moment, he felt a sense of joy in his spirit. Being able to conquer a large mountain on foot was something Chu Lang had never attempted before in his life.
It turns out that human potential is so huge that he almost gave up when he was halfway up the mountain. He even thought that it would be impossible to finish the last hundred feet distance. Thinking of this, Chu Lang's eyes were filled with tears of excitement.
"In the future, I, Chu Lang, will have to conquer more difficulties and move towards higher mountains." Chu Lang shouted in his heart.
In a courtyard of Luo Zongmen in Xingyang City, a handsome young man looked coldly at the four people kneeling on the ground with his hands behind his back, as well as the four corpses lying not far away.
The young sect leader Luo Yan looked at Cheng Fei, who was headed by the four, and said coldly: "Please tell me carefully what happened last night. Every detail cannot be missed."
Lin Qiao stood silently behind the young sect master Luo Yan, looking at her nose and heart, not caring about the life or death of the four people in front of her.
"Young Sect Master, after my fourth brother came back to report last night, Brother Ma took eight of us brothers to the Yulai Inn, preparing to capture that boy. And at that time, the boy even showed us the token. Indeed,
It's true, it's just...it's just..." Cheng Fei looked lost and recounted the details of what happened last night.
"It's just that you are incompetent, a bunch of losers, eight of you can't beat one of them. Your seventh and eighth levels of Lingxu are empty shells. You can't even defeat a person at the eighth level of Lingxu. Don't spread the word
He is a disciple of our Luo Sect, and I cannot afford to lose this person." Luo Yan cursed angrily.
If he hadn't recognized that boy, only Cheng Fei would have known him now, otherwise he would have killed this useless guy long ago.
Lin Qiao opened his eyes at this time and said slowly: "Young Sect Master, let me, this old guy, go away. The people below just found out that the young man we are looking for left Xingyang City this morning and went to Caidie City.
Direction to leave."
"Cheng Fei, listen to me, if you fail again this time, you won't have to come back to Luo Zongmen." Luo Yan said in a deep voice.
"Yes, Young Sect Master, with Elder Lin accompanying me this time, and Young Sect Master, you will take action personally, and you will surely get it." Cheng Fei responded, anxious about his fourth brother's injury.
"Go down and see how your fourth brother is injured?" Luo Yan knew that Cheng Fei and Liu Yong were brothers in need, and they defected to Luo Zongmen together and went on various missions together.
"Thank you, Young Master." Cheng Fei picked up Liu Yong who was lying on the ground and hurriedly left to the backyard. The remaining three people carried the dead brothers out to deal with the aftermath.
Luo Yan and Lin Qiao were left in silence in the yard. According to what Cheng Fei said just now, why was this boy in the Lingxu realm so powerful in martial arts that he could control his fists to kill Ma Zhongming, who was also in the eighth level of the Lingxu realm?
Moreover, he took action under the siege of seven or eight people and killed him with one move.
Luo Yan thought for a while and said: "Elder Lin, is it possible that that boy is hiding his cultivation level, but in fact he is not in the Spiritual Void Realm?"
"Young Sect Master, a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, how high do you think his cultivation level can be? Even if he starts practicing from his mother's womb, it is impossible for him to be as high as he is at the age of seventeen or eighteen." Lin Qiao saw.
He is very knowledgeable and has never encountered such a situation before, so he shook his head and denied it.
"Besides, not everyone can be as talented as your senior brother Luo Jin." Lin Qiao added.
"Even Ma Zhongming and the others are not this person's enemies in one round. I'm afraid this matter is a bit tricky." Luo Yan frowned and said.
"Don't worry, Young Sect Master, I will accompany you to Cai Die City to find out what's going on. Is that token really that important?" Lin Qiao had never heard of rumors about this token before, but seeing the Sect Master and Young Sect Master like this
Nervous, I won’t give up until I get it.
"I don't know much about this matter. I'd better ask my father to tell you today. I'm not very clear about the details. He just told me to get it back no matter what." Luo Yan shook his head and sighed.
"Well, when will we set off?" Lin Qiao nodded.
"We'll set off early tomorrow morning. Anyway, that guy is going to Caidie City. He can't escape." After Luo Yan came back, he asked his subordinates for details.
"Young Sect Leader, I'll go down and make some preparations. We'll set off for Caidie City early tomorrow morning." Lin Qiao thought for a while and said.
"Okay, go." Luo Yan nodded.
Chu Lang didn't know that he would encounter so many things the first time he went down the mountain. Unknowingly, he offended the young master of Luo Sect, the largest sect in Xingyang City.
If he knew that the mysterious iron plate that the bad old man gave him would bring endless harm to him, I am afraid that Chu Lang would rather give him all the money he has than take his bad iron plate.
Chu Lang, who had been lying on the ground panting for a long time, finally regained some strength. The other side of the mountain top was not that steep, and the slope was not large, which was just right for Chu Lang to walk at this moment.
Although the speed was not fast, he was finally able to move forward slowly. Chu Lang walked for nearly half an hour, and finally saw a thatched house and a pergola built by several big trees in the distance.
A banner with the word "wine" fluttering in the wind. The tavern is not big, with only three tables under a pergola.
There were not many people rushing to Caidie City today, and there were only a few people sitting under the arbor.
Chu Lang quickened his pace and soon saw clearly that Murong Zhen was drinking wine quietly by himself, with a natural expression and a look of enjoyment on his face as he tasted the wine.
"Brother Chu, I've been drinking for a long time, and you just arrived now. Come on, let's have a glass of wine to catch your breath first." Murong Zhen shook his head and smiled.
"Haha, wine is a good thing. How can I finish it? Brother Murong, I want to toast you. I'm really sorry for delaying your schedule." Chu Lang picked up a glass of wine and said apologetically.
"Brother Chu is talking about foreign affairs, come on, let's do it." Murong Zhen also picked up a glass of wine and said with a smile.
With the sun in the sky, the pergola can be regarded as a place to rest in the cool, and there is also good wine and some dried meat and game. This kind of fun in the mountains and fields is not something you can encounter in the Tianming Sword Sect.
After Chu Lang drank three glasses of wine, his physical strength recovered somewhat. The flow of blood relieved the soreness all over his body and the pain in the soles of his feet. At this moment, waves of numbness spread throughout his body, and his limbs slowly regained consciousness. Before, he could only rely on
Chu Lang walked on with faith.
"Brother Chu has amazing willpower. He will achieve great things in the future. I hereby wish you to be famous in the world and achieve great things within three to five years." Murong Zhen has good eyesight. At this moment, the true energy in Chu Lang's body is flowing like this.
Silk is almost ignored.
It is not easy for ordinary people to climb over that stone mountain in an hour or two. Murong Zhen also observed a thing or two along the way. This little guy is actually very stubborn. No matter what he believes is difficult, he will grit his teeth and keep going.
Murong Zhen is very optimistic about this. If he can maintain this mentality, this boy's prospects are limitless.