Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the scorching sun hanging high in the sky had already set toward the Western Mountains.
At this time, Ling Xiao was still rushing forward without any intention of stopping.
The night in Blackstone Wasteland is much scarier than the day.
Because once it comes to night, all kinds of dormant beasts, poisonous insects, and evil creatures... will all come out and wander around, looking for food.
Under such circumstances, even people who have been walking in the Blackstone Wasteland all year round do not dare to move around at will. Most of them will choose a place with leeward wind, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, set up camp, and wait until dawn before continuing on their way.
Although he knew this in his heart, Ling Xiao did not do this.
The reason for this is not that Ling Xiao doesn't want to do this, but that he doesn't dare.
Although there was no direct evidence to prove that someone was approaching quickly from behind, it was almost an intuition. Ling Xiao concluded that the leader of the Black Fox Gang, the Black Fox Yi Cong, Zhao Kuang, had the cultivation level of the eighth level of the Pulse Condensation Stage.
The murderer had already understood his thoughts and was following the route he had taken, quickly chasing him.
"Damn it, what happened?"
As Ling Xiao hurried on, he frowned and thought to himself: "Although my previous arrangements were not perfect, they could not be easily seen through in a short time. Then Zhao Kuang, how did he see through all this!?"
"Perhaps all this is due to my excessive mental stress and random thoughts. There is no enemy chasing me at all!"
Ling Xiao thought this in his heart, but his steps did not slow down at all.
Not only that, the look on his face became a little more solemn: "I can't continue to run away like this without thinking... No matter whether Zhao Kuang sees through my plan or pursues me, I will
We must find a place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack to spend the terrifying night in Blackstone Wasteland, otherwise we will be in big trouble when the sky darkens completely."
Ling Xiao thought of this, no longer hesitated, and immediately walked towards a rocky place ahead.
Not long after walking forward, Ling Xiao came to a stone forest area with crisscrossed rocks.
Ling Xiao took a moment to observe the stone forest, and immediately discovered a mountain col with three more than ten meters of rocks standing on three sides. There was only a two or three-meter wild passage in front, which could be called a natural camp.
This kind of place is surrounded by mountains on three sides, so there is no need to worry about anything. As long as the place is slightly decorated, it will be an excellent campsite.
Seeing such a good place, Ling Xiao's slightly tired face showed a hint of joy. He immediately took action without stopping and began to arrange the place.
After half an hour of this, when the setting sun in the west had completely set into the mountains, Ling Xiao completed the arrangement.
As for the mountain col that was surrounded by mountains on three sides, although it cannot be said to be completely new now, it is still barely habitable.
Seeing this, Ling Xiao took out a small bottle from the bag on his back and sprinkled some medicinal powder outside the mountain col to drive away poisonous insects and the like.
Then, he put down his tense nerves, entered the mountain col, lit a fire, grilled some food, and quickly started eating.
After more than ten minutes, Ling Xiao had eaten about three kilograms of food. His stomach was 80% full and he stopped eating.
Instead, he sorted out the baggage on his back and took out the half-foot-long wooden box that Boss Tie sent him.
According to what Boss Tie said, this three-foot-long wooden box contained a treasure that attracted the prying eyes of the Black Fox Yi Cong, a 'Qiu Long Grass' that had reached the third grade.
Ling Xiao had heard about this 'Qiu Long Grass' in his previous life, but had never had the chance to see it. Now that he had obtained such a treasure, he naturally wanted to check it out.
Look at what kind of existence this 'Qiu Long Grass' is.
Gently opening the wooden box in his hand, a strong fragrance, like the juice squeezed from more than a dozen kinds of flowers, was refreshing and reached deep into Ling Xiao's mind.
Then, Ling Xiao raised his eyes and immediately saw that in the exquisite wooden box, lying like an earthworm, a spiritual grass with twists and roots, which was very similar to ginseng.
, but the value is not the same. It is a real treasure in medicine. Even if the Blackstone Wasteland is rich in resources, only a few people can collect it.
"Is this the Dragon Grass? It's indeed something extraordinary!"
Ling Xiao sniffed the aroma of the medicine emanating from the wooden box, soothing his tired spirit: "If I take this kind of precious medicine, it will definitely quickly warm up my fragile meridians and make them tough for many years."
More than twice as much! By then, I will mobilize the magical power of the Wedding Clothes created by the old beggar that is stored in the sea of qi. My cultivation level will definitely soar rapidly, directly across two or three levels, and almost reach the level of pulse condensation.
The seventh floor, or even the eighth floor!"
When Ling Xiao thought about this, the expression on his face couldn't help but relax, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
However, at this moment, a voice containing extremely vicious resentment and murderous intent exploded in Ling Xiao's ears like a muffled thunder.
Although the sound was not very loud, it made Ling Xiao's body and muscles tense up, and the look on his face suddenly solidified.
"Little bastard, you have already started counting the harvest... Why, do you really think you have escaped and can enjoy this 'Qiulong Grass'!"
An extremely cold and murderous voice came from more than ten meters away from the mountain col. Ling Xiao looked towards the place where the voice came from, and immediately saw a strong figure with stains on his body more than ten meters away.
There were dots of blood on his unshaven face, and there was a scar from a penetrating knife. The man was standing there at the moment, looking at this place with cold eyes.
Surprisingly, it was none other than the leader of the Black Fox Yi Cong——Zhao Kuang!
"Zhao Kuang...it's you, how did you find this place!?" Looking at the scarred man with murderous look on his face, Ling Xiao asked solemnly.
"Are you surprised? You think you have the iron boss to delay your time. Moreover, you drove away all the horses before escaping... The most important thing is that the escape direction you showed to outsiders was to Blackstone City.
Yes, no one knew that you would go in the opposite direction to Black Rock City, but I just found you, as if I had expected it in advance! Why is this, is it like this!?"
Listening to Zhao Kuang's complacent and slightly mocking voice, Ling Xiaonian nodded expressionlessly.
"Hahaha, it is undeniable that you, a little bastard, are more cunning than the average old fox even though you are young."
"But it's a pity that I met an old hunter who hunts all year round!"
Zhao Kuang boasted proudly at first, and then revealed the mystery: "Actually, the reason why I was able to understand all my plans and track you is because, long before the war with you and others, my people
I put 'bone powder' on you, Boss Tie and others!"
"This bone powder is made from a special kind of plant. You only need to sprinkle a little bit on a person's body, and there will be a faint smell that will stay with you for three days and three nights before it dissipates."
"So, kid, all your previous designs are extremely sophisticated, but they have no effect on me."
"Bone powder... what a bone powder!"
Hearing Zhao Kuang's words, Ling Xiao's face revealed a look of surprise: "I'm afraid the two old men who opened the tea shop sprinkled this bone powder on me!"
"They have been bribed by you a long time ago!"
"Yes, those two old guys are indeed the informants I bribed. Once there is any big deal, they can tip off the information and make a lot of contributions to my Black Fox Gang."
After hearing this, Ling Xiao finally understood that the two seemingly kind-hearted old people were actually extremely vicious people.
No wonder they, two old men in their seventies or eighties, were able to run a small tea shop in the vicious Black Stone Wasteland for more than ten years. This is all the reason!
When Ling Xiao thought about this, the muscles on his face twitched vaguely, and he thought to himself: "This Black Stone Wasteland is really vicious. Even a seemingly kind-hearted old man is dressed up as a vicious wolf that eats people without spitting out their bones...
…I originally thought that with my three hundred years of experience in my previous life, I would be able to protect myself from worries, but now it seems that I am still a little too confident!”
"But... so what? At this moment, I am not without a backup plan!"
The light in Ling Xiao's eyes kept flashing, and immediately, the energy in his body burst out like a mountain torrent, until it poured into the crape myrtle soft sword in his hand.
Without the slightest hesitation, the sword light shot out like starlight. When it struck the towering rock beside him, the rock shattered into pieces as if it were made of tofu.
Immediately afterwards, rocks the size of buckets fell down as if they were man-made, and their direction was exactly where Zhao Kuang was standing.
"Damn you little bastard, you're still thinking of plotting against me at this stage!"
He was caught off guard by the sudden rock attack. When Zhao Kuang shouted angrily, he quickly retreated behind him like a wild horse.
In this way, he narrowly escaped this exquisite attack.
But when this round of attacks came to an end, the rolling rocks were replaced one by one, and the face of Zhao Kuang, who quickly jumped back more than ten meters away, suddenly turned livid.
Because at this moment, he suddenly discovered that in the mountain col, Ling Xiao, who was talking to him just now, had now disappeared inexplicably, as if he had evaporated out of thin air.
"Damn you little bastard, how dare you do this under my nose!"
Looking at the empty mountain col, Zhao Kuang, who was still high-spirited just now, almost lost his breath with anger. He cursed angrily with a livid face: "Little bastard, you'd better pray that you don't get caught by me, Zhao Kuang."
Otherwise, I will torture you for three days and three nights before letting you die!"
Zhao Kuang cursed angrily, and then his nose twitched slightly, sniffing the smell of 'bone powder' emanating from Ling Xiao's body.
Three to five minutes later, Zhao Kuang locked his eyes in a certain direction, and then a sinister light shone in his eyes. He stepped slightly, and like a vigorous cheetah, he rushed in that direction.
But when Zhao Kuang set out to pursue Ling Xiao, Ling Xiao was already three miles away.
When Zhao Kuang appeared in the mountain col just now, Ling Xiao had already started to design his own escape method.
The reason why his magical sword was so effective was that he had already done some tricks when he arranged the mountain pass, in order to give Zhao Kuang a big gift when he came up in pursuit.
At the same time, you can also buy yourself enough time to escape.
Of course, if Zhao Kuang didn't catch up, then all this would be in vain... But in the end, Zhao Kuang still caught up!