Chapter 53 The Great Accomplishment of Magical Skills (5)
Author: Zeng Xumishan Xia Zang
Chapter 53 The Great Accomplishment of Magical Skills (5)
In the woods.
Li Xingyun sat on the floor, and Zhang Zifan also sat down without any image.
In the distance, Zhang Xuanling came over with Wen Tao.
A group of four people sat together, each with their own thoughts, but enjoying the beautiful scenery under the same night sky. The gentle breeze rustled, and what they heard was sound. The bright moon and stars, what they encountered were colors.
"Brother Li, how about we go hunt some prey and come back?" After hesitating again and again, Zhang Zifan finally opened his mouth and looked at Li Xingyun and said calmly.
"This is a trivial matter, I'll do it if I'm a veteran. I have experience." Hearing this, Zhang Xuanling looked at Li Xingyun and Zhang Zifan in front of him nonchalantly and said.
Wen Tao looked at the three people in front of him, hesitated for a moment and finally said nothing.
"No need, Brother Li and I will go." Zhang Zifan stood up and said, and then he took the lead and walked towards the distance.
"Master Zhang, don't worry." Li Xingyun saw Zhang Zifan gradually walking away, stood up and looked at Zhang Xuanling, then he chased Zhang Zifan.
Zhang Xuanling felt relieved after hearing this.
Wen Tao shivered and finally lowered his head and remained silent.
As night falls, the forest becomes extremely quiet, as if everything is sleeping. The outlines of the trees appear clearer, and deep shadows are reflected in the moonlight.
The branches and leaves swayed in the wind, making a rustling sound. This sound was not harsh, but made people feel calm and comfortable. The insects began to become active, and the sounds they made were like natural symphonies, which made people intoxicated.
Zhang Zifan and Li Xingyun were walking side by side in the forest. Maybe there was no path under their feet, but with their skills, even if there were some bumps, they could still walk on smooth ground.
Li Xingyun raised his eyes and looked up at the starry sky. As night fell, the stars in the starry sky lit up one after another, like candles lighting up the sky. The stars in the sky were shining with crystal clear light, like countless diamonds dotted in the deep night sky.
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The breeze blew gently, and the stars swayed in the wind, like dreamlike paintings unfolding before Li Xingyun's eyes.
Sure enough, only when it gets dark can we see the nebulae in the sky clearly.
Zhang Zifan kept his head down, thinking deeply, not knowing what he was thinking.
"It seems that Brother Li really likes the night tonight.
Alas, stargazing is an interesting thing, but it’s a pity that I’m so confused at the moment that I can’t stop it.” After a long time, Zhang Zifan looked at Li Xingyun and said with a bitter smile.
"When I first entered the world, the first friend I made was Brother Zhang. If Brother Zhang has something to say, you might as well say it directly." Li Xingyun turned his eyes to Zhang Zifan beside him and said calmly.
"Hey, I really made Brother Li laugh. I... don't know how to talk about it." Zhang Zifan looked at Li Xingyun, shook his head and sighed.
"Is Brother Zhang worried about Master Zhang, or the Holy Lord, or is he worried about how he will deal with himself next?" Li Xingyun said as he continued walking and looked at the surrounding scenery.
"Brother Li has a keen eye. To be honest, Li... my adoptive father treats me well." Zhang Zifan looked at Li Xingyun and continued: "Since I was young, the training resources in Tongwen Hall have been at my disposal. He passed them on to me.
The Holy Qiankun Gong has not kept secrets for many years. Although there are many hills in Tongwen Hall, and there are intrigues and intrigues, several uncles treat me well.
One side is the grace of birth, and the other side is the grace of upbringing, how should I deal with myself?"
After saying that, Zhang Zifan closed his eyes in pain and simply didn't want to leave, just sitting on the ground.
From the moment when the general outline of the Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Jue could be corroborated with the nursery rhyme in his mind, he told Li Xingyun and Zhang Xuanling that he had no doubt that he was there, but after all, he was his adoptive father who had raised him for sixteen years.
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If Li Siyuan really wanted to plot against him, why didn't he completely turn him into a useless person? Wouldn't it be possible to raise a tiger after all these years of training?
"If you want to know, it's simple. You only need to know what Li Siyuan thinks. That's enough.
If he treats you sincerely and has been with you for sixteen years, why not allow him to be obsessed with you for a while?" Li Xingyun looked at Zhang Zifan in front of him, squatted down, and said with a smile.
It’s time to let his brother Zhang know Li Siyuan’s true identity.
"Brother Li is joking, my adoptive father is far away in Taiyuan, and his city is very deep, how can I know what he is thinking.
Is it possible that Brother Li, who has mastered the magic of witchcraft and Mobei shamanism, can read people's hearts?" Zhang Zifan looked at Li Xingyun and said with a bitter smile, thinking that Li Xingyun was comforting him.
"Of course I don't have the magic ability to read people's hearts, but I can let you know what he is thinking. It's enough to make a game." Li Xingyun looked at Zhang Zifan in front of him and said with a smile.
"And I am certain that your adoptive father is probably waiting for us at the place where my junior sister and the others are staying, or on the road.
Maybe there is also King Qi Li Maozhen..." Li Xingyun looked at Zhang Zifan and said calmly.
"Then what should we do according to Brother Li's wishes?" Zhang Zifan suddenly experienced a big change at this moment. He looked at Li Xingyun with confusion and confusion and asked.
"The mountain man has his own clever plan, but this plan still requires the cooperation of Zhang Tianshi..."
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At noon, Li Xingyun and his party arrived at the previous town. The town in front of them was lined with green trees, white walls and black tiles, giving it a peaceful and quiet appearance.
There are small bridges and flowing water, winding paths lead to quiet places, there are few pedestrians, and occasionally shepherd boys play leisurely.
Walking on the road, you can see some bamboos in front of the courtyard from time to time, green as ink, bamboo shadows whirling, and the breeze blows on your face. On the streets of the small town, there are rows of quaint shops, with stone lions and horses guarding the front doors.
Vendors pushed carts and shouted on the street, selling all kinds of things.
Behind Li Xingyun, there followed Zhang Zifan, who was wearing white Confucian robes, white hair, and handsome features. He had a literary fan on his waist and was standing on the left side of Li Xingyun.
On the right side of Li Xingyun, there are two people wearing various types of armor, their whole bodies covered tightly, and Wen Tao, who is dressed in white and has a mask on his face.
The most peculiar thing is the two people following Li Xingyun. One of them is wearing black armor. The armor is inlaid with metal blocks, shining with cold light, like a star in the dark night. His figure is visible under the blessing of the armor.
It looks quite tall and mighty.
The other man was wearing white armor with exquisite patterns engraved on it. He was similar in stature to Li Xingyun. One was black and the other was white. They followed Li Xingyun, who was dressed in black armor, forming a sharp contrast.
When these two people stood on the road, they had a chilling air that made passers-by afraid to approach them.
Li Xingyun, on the other hand, was wearing a bamboo hat, and the red-armored bronze mask with black patterns was hung on his waist. He was holding the sheath-ringed sword in his hand, and was located in the center of the group, leading them towards the direction of the inn.
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When he walked quickly to the door of the inn, Li Xingyun looked at the man wearing white armor and nodded. The man understood and jumped up, landing gently on the beam of a building.