Chapter Fifty-Fifth The Fifty-seventh Day of the Westward Journey
Just as the two formal disciples of Liuyun Sect had discussed where to go first, where to go next, and who would come back first to take charge of the situation.
Just took a step, ready to go down the mountain.
A stream of light appeared in the distant sky and approached quickly. Both of their expressions were stiff, but there was also a hint of joy in it. Fortunately, they hadn't left yet, otherwise a punishment would have been inevitable.
Junior brother He, surnamed He, immediately put his pictures of ladies into the storage bag on his waist.
Brother Jiang handed him over and looked at him: Why did you collect the fan?
Junior Brother He also understood instantly and responded with a look: Feng Da, why are you fanning!
It was indeed windy. After all, we were on a mountain more than 900 feet high, but the wind had always been this strong just now.
In order to prevent his senior brother from teasing him, junior brother surnamed He glanced at Liu Guang who was in front of him immediately, and then looked at senior brother Jiang Xingyan. The meaning was obvious: Didn't you say it was impossible to come back? As soon as he finished speaking,
Back.
Senior Brother Jiang looked back: How do I know?
The two of them no longer dared to talk unscrupulously, nor did they dare to use their spiritual consciousness to transmit messages. The high-level monk could easily know the content of the lower-level monk's message just by thinking about it.
Therefore, we can only communicate with our eyes. Although the content expressed in this way is not rich or sufficient, but the other party can understand it instantly, so there is no communication barrier.
For example, one eye looks at a folded fan, another eye looks at something blown up by the wind, etc. There is no specific answer, as long as the other party can roughly understand the meaning.
The light fell, and a fairy appeared. It was the fairy Zhou Tai met before.
"Disciple He Li, please pay your respects to your uncle."
"Disciple Jiang Lan, I would like to pay my respects to my uncle." They both bowed and said at the same time.
"Yeah!" Uncle Ji simply responded and walked into a stone house expressionlessly.
The two senior brothers looked at each other, both confused? What's going on?
Did Uncle Ji figure it out? Give up?
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The fifty-seventh day of the journey westward.
Zhou Tai hurried on his way, from being able to run and bump gracefully at the beginning to now, the journey was dusty, crazy, and his legs were numb.
It’s been a bumpy ride.
What kind of image can there be on the road? There is no image and no spirit. A hat made of unknown materials is placed on the head, only the eyes are exposed. At this moment, the eyes are open and closed, and the one that is open is
The eyes are only exposed to a slit, and they can barely see the road clearly.
The whole body is in tatters, and it has been a long time since I came across any place to replenish supplies. Even if I did, it would be of no use unless I exchanged the things I brought with me, because all the money I had on me was spent.
Except for leaving a set of clothes to wear when I go somewhere, I don’t have any spare clothes. I have a lot of waste shoes, but because I have prepared a lot, I still have a few pairs left.
The reason why I wear a special hat with only the eyes exposed is definitely not for fun. It is because the wind blows on my face when I run on the road for a long time, which makes my face very uncomfortable. I am afraid that I will be disfigured by the wind, so I got a protective cover.
This is an ordinary figure, but now it is disfigured. But what can we do? We can do something about it.
Running six or seven marathons a day makes me feel like my body is empty and I don’t want to bring anything extra, but this kind of hat is indispensable.
Along the way, I basically slept in the open air. Although I encountered two roadblocks and robberies, I relied on my speed to get rid of them.
I don't want to waste a minute. All my free time is basically resting, and resting is just because I'm afraid my legs won't be able to bear it.
Even if I attach great importance to resting my legs, after running all the way here, my legs have reached a point where all kinds of pain are considered minor problems.
My legs are now numb from running, and they don't feel very sensitive anymore. They just move around mechanically, wanting to rest and stop.
But I can’t, it’s been fifty-seven days, I don’t know how far away it is, and I don’t know if it’s still too late.
After you have put in so much effort and worked so hard, it would be a pity if you missed it by just a hundred miles or a few hours.
It was precisely because the finish line had not appeared that Zhou Tai had this idea in the last ten days. During these ten days, he tried his best to run as much as possible every day. He always felt that he had reached the limit, but he had not yet reached the limit.
If at any moment he suddenly fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time, Zhou Tai wouldn't be surprised.
Feeling that his body was really failing, Zhou Tai stopped to rest and began to replenish food.
Looking at a flat-topped mountain that seemed to appear in the distance, Zhou Tai thought: We have to take another detour.
Feeling that it was almost done, Zhou Tai chose to move slightly away from due west.
When Zhou Tai walked to the side of the mountain, he habitually checked the direction of the compass, and the direction turned to point directly at the flat-topped mountain. Zhou Tai realized that he had probably arrived.
Yuanding Mountain! Yuanding Mountain! Isn’t that mountain very vivid?
He is really stupid, but fortunately he has a compass, and Zhou Tai can reflect on himself.
Then, Zhou Tai did not go to Yuanding Mountain immediately.
There are still a few days left, it’s not too late!
First, Zhou Tai found a relatively secluded place, surrounded by plants.
Then I dug a hole that was barely big enough to fit in. It wasn't that I didn't want to dig a bigger hole, but I just wanted to rest early. I reserved a few ventilation holes. Then I closed the hole, spread the mats and quilts, and started to sleep.
It's basically the same way all the way, and even when it's windy and rainy, it's even harder than this.
It wasn't that he didn't want to go there earlier, but Zhou Tai guessed that the mountain had a flat top and he would probably have to climb to the top. His physical condition was very bad at the moment, and it was very possible that he wouldn't be able to climb to the top.
If there is any test, my state should be very influential, so Zhou Tai's purpose is to rest and pack up before going.
I was so tired that I lay down on the bed and fell asleep quickly.
When Zhou Tai woke up again, it was dark outside. He did not continue to sleep. He first expanded the place and took out all the things in the storage equipment. This storage equipment was so big, Zhou Tai couldn't
I dare to carry it with me openly, so I will leave all the things in the storage equipment to those who are destined to do so in the future.
The enhancement points on the storage equipment are also recovered.
Then I jumped into the big water tank I just took out from the storage equipment and started taking a bath. My body was not ordinary dirty, so it was necessary to wash it off.
After washing himself, put on new clothes, and checked to make sure everything was fine, Zhou Tai started heading towards Yuanding Mountain.
When Zhou Tai quickly reached the steps of Yuanding Mountain, it happened to be dawn.
Although his legs and feet hurt, Zhou Tai took every step very firmly. This is the ideal of life, this is the ultimate in the world.
There is a longing for the future, plus a little worry: Will everything go well?