Volume 1 Brother, Brother Chapter 59 The Body of the Wind Spirit
"How about it, Mochou won't hold you back, right? You saved me three times in the Wanzhangyuan, in the small cave and on the stone beach, and I only saved you once. What's the big deal? Besides, I'm not hurt at all, just
I quickly walked around in the forest for several times, and I was so tired that I almost breathed out." Lying on Zhang Qi's back, Mo Chou tilted his little head, feeling proud.
But the next moment he became panicked again: "Brother, please put me down. You have to leave quickly, they will catch up!"
Zhang Qi couldn't help but raise his hand and spanked her. Her body became stiff in an instant, and she pouted but said nothing.
Fortunately, the enchantment array she set up must have worked, and maybe Zhang Qi's choice of direction was wise. He did not follow the mountain road to the north as most people thought, which would have taken him two or three days to reach the destination.
After walking out of the Qishen Forest, he headed for the Black God Mountain. He chose to go back and walk southwest. Instead, he walked deeper into the Qishen Forest, getting further and further away from the Black God Mountain.
In short, after choosing this road, the Changsun family really didn't catch up, and they arrived safely in a cave on the side of Qishan Mountain.
The cave is not big, but the terrain is open. Standing at the entrance of the cave, you can see the sparkling Qishu Lake.
I just don’t know if the dead fish and people in the lake have been washed away by the water now. Is the lake still so bloody?
Zhang Qi stood at the entrance of the cave and looked at it for a long time, sighed softly, turned around and said to Mochou: "I plan to stay here for a while..."
What he meant was that she should move on and not wait for him here. After all, men and women are different, and it would not be appropriate if they lived together in a cave. Besides, he would stay for a while, and he might
Influenced her to participate in the Holy Blood Sacrifice.
After all, the Holy Blood Sacrifice requires that everyone rush to Niulan Pass thousands of miles away before the first day of the twelfth lunar month.
Mochou jumped up. She had rested for a while and had recovered some strength: "Then I'll go collect firewood."
"What are you doing collecting firewood?" Zhang Qi grabbed her in confusion.
"Cooking." She pointed to the sun with half of her face hanging on the west mountain, and said with a smile: "It's getting dark, it's time to eat."
It turned out that the two of them had gone to collect firewood together. There were a lot of dead branches and leaves in the Qi forest, but within half an hour, they had picked up several large bundles.
The two of them worked together to cook. Zhang Qi grilled wolf meat, and Mochou made fish soup, plus a bowl of wild vegetable soup and two bowls of spiritual rice.
The spiritual rice was brought by Mochou. Her blood sacrifice token was filled with spiritual rice and nothing else.
She packed the few clothes Zhang gave her and carried them on her back; apart from that, she had no other luggage.
After dinner, Zhang Qi felt that the two of them needed to have a good chat. He leaned against the cave wall and asked, "Mochou, what are your plans?"
Mochou was washing the dishes and chopsticks in hot water. He stopped when he heard this. After a long time, he smiled bitterly: "I don't know either."
She looked at the dancing bonfire in front of her and added quietly: "I don't want to know either, they are all going to die anyway."
Zhang Qi opened his mouth, and heard her cut off urgently: "Brother, you don't need to comfort me, I know it all. I am a person with thin blood and no divinity. When I was at home, someone had asserted that I would be the same when I was alive.
It's a waste of food. Why did my parents sell me to participate in the blood sacrifice? They probably wanted to use the waste and get at least fifty taels of silver."
She wiped the tears from the corner of her mouth and took a deep breath: "After participating in the blood sacrifice, you saved me in Wanzhangyuan, but it only extended my life for a few more days. I have also seen clearly in Wanzhangyuan these days.
, the blood sacrifice may still be an opportunity for you, which can make people stronger quickly. But for me, it is still a death. I have no strength, no power, nothing. I can be in this crisis step by step, and everyone covets it.
How many days can you survive in the vast mountains?"
She shook her head, stretched out her hand to stop what Zhang Qi wanted to say, and said with a faint smile: "So I am very open-minded. I know that a master like you, big brother, doesn't want anyone to be around to drag you down.
So that day I left that small cave and you didn’t keep me.
I understand. I just want to give you something back after you have saved me so many times, so I will do this today. Brother, don’t worry, I won’t drag you around. I only do a few things for you.
It’s enough for me to live for a few more days, that’s all.”
Zhang Qi finally got a chance to speak: "I still want to live as an ant, haven't you ever thought about cultivating some strength?"
"Of course I know that people with strength will live well in this ten thousand feet mountain. However, my god's bloodline is so thin that there is almost no blood, and I only have one pitiful acupuncture point. I can't even practice cultivation, and my strength can fall from the sky.
Come down?"
She smiled sadly: "Brother, you don't need to comfort me. Just let me fend for myself. I'll be fine."
Zhang Qi suddenly remembered that girl, the girl who called him "Brother Qi". That girl was two years younger than this girl. How was she? The little princess of the sect, a thirteen-year-old fourth-level bone refining realm, then
How high-spirited is it?
They are both cute, pitiful and amiable little girls, why is there such a big gap?
He felt that he should make some decision.
The cave fell silent for a while, Mo Chou bowed his head in sorrow, while Zhang Qi was thinking secretly.
After a long time, Zhang Qi seemed to have made up his mind. He raised his head and tried to make his voice calmer: "I don't know if you have forgotten that I once told you that I was a person abandoned by God. I was born without any blood of God.
There are no orifices."
Mochou also raised his head in surprise and asked: "Yes, I wanted to ask, but I didn't dare to ask, how did you become able to practice later?"
Her eyes were very pure, she wasn't asking this question for her own sake, she was just out of curiosity.
The eyes are the windows to the heart, and Zhang Qi, with his powerful perception, was able to see her vague inner thoughts through her eyes.
He suddenly changed the topic and asked: "I never asked, how did you get your fantastic body skills?"
Mochou was not used to this jumping way of speaking. She thought for a while before replying: "I don't know, it seems to be innate. I loved playing in the woods when I was a child. Every time the wind blows, I feel like
It was very comfortable and I loved dancing with the wind. As I grew older, my dancing movements became bigger and faster. And then it was like this. As long as there was wind, I felt like I could fly."
Zhang Qi frowned, as if what he heard was confusing; after thinking about it carefully, he suddenly thought of a possibility.
That is a narrative recorded in "The Book of Uselessness: The Paradox of Immortals". It talks about several peculiar physiques. It is said that these types of physiques are naturally in harmony with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth of the same attribute. If you practice it, you can get twice the result with half the effort, and you can make a thousand miles in one day.
effect.
That narrative also recorded several methods for judging strange physiques, which are very simple to operate.
Zhang Qi suddenly grabbed Mochou's wrist and placed three fingers on her malnourished, yellow skin.
Mochou's face turned red again, and she was still a little panicked. But looking at Zhang Qi's serious look, she somehow didn't struggle.
Zhang Qi only held her little hand for half a minute, then let go and breathed a sigh of relief: "It must be right, I didn't expect it!"
"Brother, what's wrong?" No matter how stupid Mochou was at this time, she knew that Zhang Qi was probably detecting her physical condition, but Zhang Qi's expression frightened her again, and she couldn't help but ask: "I have
What’s the problem?”
Although there was nothing worse than death, she felt that she had looked away, but seeing Zhang Qi like that, she still felt a sense of fear for no reason.
Zhang Qi looked at her and said solemnly: "You are born with a body of wind spirit, with a single wind attribute constitution!"
According to the "Explanation of Immortal Spirits", it is called "single spiritual root".
Zhang Qi himself has judged that he is an even rarer "all-attribute spiritual root". He possesses all eight attributes, and they are all comparable.
Mochou had not read "The Immortal Spirit's Remains" and asked nonchalantly: "The body of the wind spirit, what is this? Is it bad?"
"No, very good, excellent!" Zhang Qi clapped his hands and asked more solemnly: "Mo Chou, let me ask you, do you believe me?"
Mochou thought for a while, biting her lower lip, and seemed to have made a great determination, her face turned red, and she nodded slowly.
"If the cultivation method I teach you might get you burned on the stake by the temple, would you still be willing to learn it?"
Mochou realized that her thoughts seemed to have gone wrong, and her face turned even redder. After hesitating for a while, she asked, "Can I practice?"
"Of course, not only can you practice, but you are also very suitable for practice. Your practice speed is even much faster than mine!"
"Can I cultivate to be as powerful as you?"
"No way, I only have so little cultivation. As long as you work hard, you can even be better than the flag captain of the Shenyi Guard!"
In fact, Zhang Qi didn't know how powerful the Shenyi Guard's flag captain was. He was making it up, but Mochou believed it.
"Then I'll learn. As long as I can survive in the mountains without holding my elder brother back, I'll be satisfied. I'll learn."
As soon as she turned over, she knelt down and said, "Master!"
Zhang Qi was startled, and he quickly held her arms: "Don't, don't do this, I don't accept apprentices. I have just started practicing. And I have to tell you in advance that this is my first immortal art.
', I just figured it out myself. Maybe it’s not necessarily the wrong path. When you practice, it may even be dangerous, but you must think about it!"
"You are not afraid, so why should I be afraid? Is the danger comparable to the danger of death? If you don't want me to call you master, I'd better call you big brother. Big brother, teach me this 'No. 1 Immortal Art'
.I don’t care about any magic or ghost magic, as long as you can practice it, it’s a good skill.”
Zhang Qi was so happy that his voice raised an octave: "Okay, from today on, you and I are the two major disciples of the Immortal Cultivation Sect!"
In fact, what he said was wrong. Apart from them, there is no third person in the Xiuxian Sect now. They are the two ancestors.