The first thousand two hundred and thirty-ninth chapters
"What happened? How did it become like this?"
The foreigner was sitting at the table, his eyes slightly absent-minded and his expression a little stiff.
At this moment, his mind was filled with doubts.
"It's obviously just a small matter, how could it cause such a big stir, and it's not even a reward from Qianzhang Peak?"
Thinking back to his previous experiences, the foreigner felt a headache.
I originally thought I had provoked a powerful force, but now it seems that Qianzhang Peak is not worth mentioning at all.
Maybe, including them, they are all looking for traces of themselves for that shocking treasure?
Realizing this, the stranger smiled coldly.
I owe my current situation to Qianzhang Peak, otherwise I wouldn't be in such an embarrassing situation.
If there is a chance, the other party will definitely pay the price.
In addition to Qianzhang Peak, you also have yourself to blame, and you shouldn't trust others gullibly.
I have been through life and death in the world of spiritual practice, and I have seen intrigues and deceptions. Normally, I shouldn't make such a stupid mistake.
However, the other party happened to be from the same plane as myself, so it could be regarded as meeting an old friend in a foreign land.
Perhaps it was for this reason that he relaxed his vigilance and allowed the other party to peek into his secret.
Then he chose to betray himself for the sake of profit!
When the outsider thought of this, he sneered again, followed by deep self-blame.
If this continues, how many years and months will it take to avenge his master?
In the world of spiritual practice, strength means everything, otherwise you will end up being bullied and killed.
After he was lucky enough to survive and escaped to the spiritual world after going through all the hardships, he urged himself to practice all the time and did not dare to slack off in the slightest.
Who would have expected that as soon as he got an opportunity, disaster would follow, and God would not give the poor man any way to survive.
"Damn...!"
He cursed secretly in his mind and clenched his fists tightly.
I originally thought that the limelight would pass and the monks from Qianzhang Peak would stop chasing me, and then I would go hunting for treasure again.
But looking at the current situation, this is simply a luxury hope.
Not only can I not go hunting for treasures, I have to be even more careful and never reveal any flaws.
There are countless capable people in the world of spiritual practice. As long as you leave any flaws, you will definitely be caught by the pursuers looking for clues.
By then, even if you have a teleportation token and a mask to hide your identity, you will still be unable to escape the pursuit of countless monks.
Just because these two treasures have their own limitations, it is impossible to use them as you wish.
If someone knew about the flaws of the treasure and then found a way to take advantage of it, he would really die without a place to bury him.
The more the foreigner thought about it, the more depressed he became. He felt a rush of fire in his heart and almost gushed out blood.
"Guest, your food is here."
The waiter's voice sounded, he put the food on the table and took a look at the stranger.
Perhaps it was an illusion, but he found that something was wrong with the other person's demeanor, and his face seemed to become much paler.
"Are you... okay?"
The waiter asked casually out of concern.
"It's okay. Maybe it's because of the long journey that I feel a little uncomfortable now."
The stranger smiled and replied with a slightly grateful tone.
"It turns out that this is not a big problem and it should get better after a while.
If this happens to you often, remember to take out a handful of soil from the place where the fire is used for cooking next time you go out, and then drink it with water when you feel uncomfortable.
This is a folk remedy mentioned by other customers. It is said to be very effective. You can try it.”
The clerk was also an enthusiastic person. After chatting with the strangers for a few words, he went about his own business.
After the waiter left, the stranger looked at the food on the table but had no appetite at all.
In order to prevent others from noticing anything unusual, he simply took a few bites and then asked the waiter to arrange a guest room.
Originally, I wanted to disguise myself as a merchant and stay for a while before leaving Muxue City, but now I no longer have the original intention.
Because he knew in his heart that the more he did, the greater the possibility of being exposed.
It's better to stay quietly, as long as you don't move, no one will notice you.
While waiting, he was still thinking about how to get out of this crisis?
While hiding, he will also quietly collect information about the outside world to facilitate judgment of the outside world's situation.
The longer time passed, the more worried he became.
Although hiding and not moving can indeed avoid exposing some traces, it is also possible for someone to catch a turtle in a jar.
If he pursues his own monks and selects targets who have been reclusive during this period, he may be exposed.
Although he is thousands of miles away, to the monks, this is not a very long distance.
If a search was really carried out, even if they were thousands of miles away, they would not be able to escape.
During this period of time, he saw more than one wave of foreign monks talking about the reward order in the hotel.
There are more and more monks in Twilight Snow City, and every monk has a strong sense of scrutiny in their eyes.
Judging from their looks, you can tell that they are here for a bounty mission.
After these monks arrive, they will leave in a hurry and will not stay for a long time at all.
But the pressure it brought became more and more heavy.
After staying in the hotel for a few days, the stranger finally couldn't bear it anymore and chose to go out to relax.
Spending all day in the hotel, his mind filled with random thoughts, almost drove him crazy.
On the snowy streets, strangers walked aimlessly, not knowing where they were going.
Unknowingly, he stepped onto a mountain path and then walked slowly along the stone steps.
After reaching the end, I discovered that here was a cliff and a three-story building.
This is not a business place, it is just a purely leisure building, giving tourists a place to shelter from the wind and snow.
Go up the steps and reach the highest level, where you will reach a river that is blocked by snow but still flowing slowly.
It passes between valleys, and most of the river surface has been frozen, but it still does not affect the normal flow.
At this moment, the white snow is fluttering and falling into the river one after another. There are only two colors of black and white left in the sky and the earth, and it seems that there is nothing else.
"This is... Duixue Chenfeng!"
When the outsider looked at the scene in front of him, he immediately remembered the legend about Mu Xuecheng and couldn't help but sigh.
"Indeed...not bad!"
I didn't expect that I would end up wandering around in the most famous place in Muxue City. I don't know if it was God's will.
Turning around and looking around, I saw a poem written on a wall with flying dragons and phoenixes.
The rivers are clogged with snow, the wind blows over the waves, and the road ahead is blocked, and the blue waves are thousands of miles cold.
This poem has no name or style. The general idea is that ice and snow cannot stop the flow of a river. Although it seems difficult, it can still reach thousands of miles away.
The implication is that people should not be hindered by the difficulties in front of them, but should maintain enough courage and confidence. As long as they persist, they will surely achieve their goals.
This is an ordinary little poem. It was probably inspired by a tourist, so it was written on the wall.
But the outsider stared blankly for a long time, until the footsteps of other tourists came, and he suddenly woke up as if from a dream.
"Hahaha……"
The foreigner stood there laughing for a while, and then, amid the strange looks in the eyes of a group of tourists, he returned to the original route with a smile on his face.