The green hills are undulating and continuous, like a magnificent picture. Five war horses are galloping on this magnificent mountain.
"Okay, this is it!"
Chen Shien raised his whip and stopped in front. Behind him, Yang Ji, Fang Bai, Meng Shenji, and Jiang Jianqing also reined in their horses and stopped.
"It's getting dark, so there's no need to travel at night. Let's rest here for the night and start again tomorrow."
Chen Shien looked at Sifangdao with careful eyes.
One day's journey from Tieguan Sect to Langya County was not enough. This was the first night, and he had to find a suitable place for everyone to stay on the road.
"That's fine."
Yang Ji sat on the horse and nodded. Langya County has not arrived yet, and the task of recruiting orders from the imperial court is not urgent yet. There is no need to rush on the road.
Moreover, there are dense trees all over the high hills here, and there must be all kinds of game. It is good for both hunting and accommodation.
"Let senior brother arrange everything!"
Others also agreed.
Everyone dismounted one after another, led them to a place with fertile water and grass in the trees, and tied them up. Then they cleared away the thorns, grass, and trees, and looked for a place to sleep at night.
It didn't take much time to complete a series of things, but the sky was already dark.
"laugh!"
After the sound of flint friction, a tongue of fire ignited with a hiss. Chen Shien used the dead branches he had collected before to light a bonfire.
Bright flames danced on everyone's faces, and the atmosphere suddenly became much more relaxed.
"It's rare to come out. Everyone has different appetites. You can find what you like to eat at night. If you encounter dry wood on the road, remember to pick up some and bring it back."
Chen Shien said with a serious smile.
"Yes, senior brother!"
Everyone responded one after another.
It's dark, and hunting in this environment is far less relaxing than during the day. But everyone is the top martial arts master in the sect.
Meng Shenji was the first to leave without saying a word. Then Fang Bai and Jiang Jianqing also chose their own direction to leave.
Yang Ji took a look, then chose a direction and left calmly.
"A place like this happens to be a place for practicing the art of traveling hundreds of miles."
Yang Ji thought to himself.
Of course he would not go to war for a rabbit. He had newly learned the "skill of traveling hundreds of miles", and this was an opportunity for him to practice.
"The Art of Traveling Hundreds of Miles" is a "life-saving secret skill" that he specially requested from the elders. This secret skill is the fastest on the plains. But when there is real danger and encounter an invincible opponent, it is impossible to have such a smooth road forever.
The terrain is suitable for your galloping.
Yang Ji must learn to apply the "Magic of Traveling Hundreds of Miles" in various situations, including forests and dark nights.
"Xiao Ji, come out."
Walking into the forest, where no one could see, Yang Ji released "Xiao Ji" wrapped in his sleeve. The sleeve swished, and Xiao Ji came out of it, bouncing on the ground, curious at the same time.
Looking around, he looked very excited.
"Haha, you must have been holding it in for a long time."
A smile appeared in Yang Ji's eyes, and he was unknowingly infected by Xiao Ji's joy:
"Let's have a competition. You should be stronger now than before. Let's see who is faster now."
"Sizzle!"
Xiao Ji nodded happily, with a competitive look in his eyes.
Yang Ji's "White Snake Crouching on the Grass" was originally learned from it. Now that Yang Ji wants to compete with it, Xiao Ji certainly refuses to admit defeat.
"I'll give you a ride, you run first!"
Yang Jidao.
"Xiao Ji" didn't know how to be polite. Regardless of Yang Ji's humility or something else, he shot out with a swish of electricity. He could only hear a wisp of wind blowing through the grass, and Xiao Ji disappeared without a trace in an instant.
"So fast!"
A thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind. This is real "flying on grass". Compared with before, Xiao Ji's strength has been significantly improved.
Different from Yang Ji's acquired learning, for Xiao Ji, this is instinct, and you can learn it without learning.
"Whoosh!"
Seeing Xiao Ji running far away, Yang Ji didn't dare to be careless. When the wind blew up, like a storm passing by, Yang Ji turned into a ball of blood. He used the "Magic of Moving Hundred Miles" to chase after him.
Xiao Ji's speed is fast, and Yang Ji's speed is not slow either. The blood energy in his body rumbles like rushing rivers.
A stream of blood energy circulated in Yang Ji's body in a special and smooth way. Then it passed through his legs and reached his feet, turning into a ball of blood-red air and spurting out.
Every time Yang Ji's feet landed on the ground, his speed would increase a lot, and he would be flying through the woods like a blood rainbow.
"The Art of Divine Movement for Hundreds of Miles" is the highest level of ease that Yang Ji has come across so far. It is different from the light kung fu that Yang Ji has learned before. The previous ease, whether it was "flying on the grass" or "swallows flying through the clouds", was exquisite.
It is all a process of leveraging force, and it is a pure application of force in various complex terrains.
But Yang Ji just thought about this "The Art of Traveling Hundreds of Miles" for a while and felt something different. This is a relaxing art of blood energy, and it pays more attention to the application of "blood energy" in the body, rather than simply *
*The power of.
Every time, Yang Ji's blood energy circulates perfectly in his body, and then turns into air waves and spurts out from under his feet, increasing his speed.
From the luck in the Dantian to the control of Qi under the feet, the whole process is done in one go, like flowing clouds and flowing water. Therefore, when the "Magic of Traveling Hundreds of Miles" is performed, it looks particularly elegant and smooth, as if flying fast on the ground.
This is also the origin of the name "The Art of Traveling Hundred Miles".
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The blood energy in Yang Ji's body continued to explode, and trees were coming towards him like phantoms in the darkness. It was the first time he used it in this environment, and Yang Ji was obviously not used to it. Especially the "God Walks Hundreds of Miles"
"The technique" is much faster than any Qing Gong Yang Ji has learned before.
"Crack!"
There was an explosion, and in a hurry, Yang Ji's right arm hit a big tree. The result of the collision between man and tree was not that Yang Ji was injured, but that a gap opened in the tree that was hit, and endless sawdust poured out.
Sprinkle, flying all over the sky.
"It's too fast."
A thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind. On one side was the dark environment, the dense woods, and on the other side was the "Magic Movement of Hundreds of Miles" that he had just mastered. Yang Ji was obviously still not used to it.
"You have to be more careful."
Yang Ji thought to himself.
His mind was running rapidly. All the scenery he saw was projected into his mind in a flash, and then he quickly analyzed the path.
This situation is the best test of a person's ability.
Even some masters who are more powerful than Yang Jitong would not dare to run at full speed in the dense woods at night. But Yang Jitong has these concerns.
"Xiao Ji" has completely disappeared. Yang Ji can only roughly feel its position through its breath, so as not to fall behind.
The wind roared on both sides, and time passed slowly in this jerky pursuit.
Yang Ji practiced while trying to figure it out, and gradually figured out some rules, and his body speed became faster and faster. It only took a short time for Yang Ji to figure out the rules or flaws of any skill or opponent.
, the same is true for "the art of traveling hundreds of miles".
"The technique of using Qi in the Divine Movement for Hundreds of Miles and the technique of leveraging the force of Swallow Chuan Yunzong should be able to learn from each other and be integrated."
Yang Ji secretly said.
His mind went back and forth. The more he practiced, the more he gained insights. "The art of traveling hundreds of miles" is the use of blood, while the swallow through the clouds is the use of power. There is no conflict between the two.
These secret arts are all in the early stage of martial arts, and they all have their own characteristics. Even Yanzi Chuanyunzong has something to learn from. Yang Ji thought about it one after another, and immediately deduced the method of integrating the two secret arts.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
After a while, Yang Ji's movement speed suddenly changed. With a swish of a step on several trees, Yang Ji's speed surged. Now it was once again increased from the original speed.
"Haha, it's true!"
Yang Ji laughed in his heart and was in high spirits.
Yang Ji's changes to the "Magic of Divine Movement for Hundreds of Miles" were not major, but the speed in the mountains and forests was significantly improved. It was even higher than the normal speed of "Magic of Divine Movement for Hundreds of Miles".
The wind howled in his ears, and countless tree shadows backed away. In just a moment, Yang Ji saw a thin black line-like shadow flying across the grass in front of him.
"Found it!"
Yang Ji laughed suddenly and spread his arms. The blood in his dantian exploded violently, and he immediately sped up and chased after him. "Xiao Ji" was also very anxious when he heard Yang Ji's voice, and he flew past quickly. But there was nothing he could do.
Yang Ji's speed became faster and faster. In just a moment, Yang Ji caught up and copied "Xiao Ji" in his hand.
"Caught!"
Yang Ji held "Xiao Ji" in his palm and laughed.
"Sizzle!"
Xiao Ji also spit out the letter, with an excited look on his face, and seemed to be happy that Yang Ji, his "disciple", could surpass him.
Yang Ji was filled with emotion. Today's game, to a certain extent, can be said to be his "training" from Xiao Ji.
"Xiao Ji, thank you."
Yang Ji patted its head.
"Xiao Ji" shook his head, as if to tell Yang Ji not to thank him.
Yang Ji nodded and didn't say much. If he had any words of gratitude, he would just keep them in his heart.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed in the grass, as if something was passing by. A person and a snake immediately pricked up their "ears."
"Hey, today's dinner is settled."
Yang Ji's eyes lit up, he put down Xiao Ji, and jumped out with a swish. He was like "moving grass to look for snakes" and swooped over. When he got up again, he already had a plump rabbit in his hand with gray fur and two
The short legs struggled and kicked vigorously in the air.
"Xiao Ji, I'll give this to you first."
Yang Ji threw it hard and threw it to "Xiao Ji". After being bitten by Xiao Ji, the gray-haired rabbit immediately became motionless.
Xiao Ji's appetite was whetted and he immediately started to devour it.
Yang Ji didn't care. He turned around and continued to search for other prey. In the woods, there were lush vegetation, all kinds of hares, and deer deer breed quickly. Yang Ji caught three or five of them in just a short while.
"Let's go. It's time for us to go back."
Yang Ji looked at the sky and said.
He only focused on competing with Xiao Ji and unknowingly ran far away. Yang Ji estimated that Chen Shien and the others might have been impatient with waiting. (To be continued...)