Compared with the previous two reincarnations and farewell to the Tang Dynasty world, Meng Xiuyuan felt more relaxed.
After all, he doesn't have much to worry about here, and everything he needs to do has been arranged, so naturally his eyes only look forward.
In the white light, Meng Xiuyuan focused all his attention on himself, regardless of the exclamations and surprises of the Chang'an people around him.
The next moment, the true energy was gone, the flesh and blood melted, and the long-awaited "human body structure teaching" finally came again.
Skin, bones, meridians, muscles, under Meng Xiuyuan's observation, were dismantled by the white light one by one, without any loss, and were all transformed into the essence of the original vitality.
At this moment, Meng Xiuyuan's spiritual cultivation has reached a high level, and his "subtle" state has enabled his spirit to merge with his body.
Coupled with careful preparation in advance, what he saw and gained from the body refining process this time was several times more than before. The exquisiteness and exquisiteness in it far exceeded Meng Xiuyuan's imagination, making him unable to help but become addicted to it.
Following the white rainbow piercing through the sky, boundless darkness and loneliness were pressing towards his soul. Meng Xiuyuan still refused to fall asleep, forcing himself to remember these rare experiences.
"The secret of the human body, so it's like this..."
It wasn't until he sighed in his heart that Meng Xiuyuan finally found it difficult to hold on and fell into a long and confusing dream again.
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In the Miao territory of Nanzhao, on a secluded and desolate road thirty miles south of Dali City, a carriage was driving quietly and quickly.
Although the two people driving the car were wearing white Miao costumes, they were actually black Miao warriors. They had strong bodies, sharp eyes, and obviously had good martial arts skills.
In the carriage behind them, there were eight sleeping Han children whose hands and feet were bound, all of whom were no more than ten years old.
The reincarnated Meng Xiuyuan is one of them, and he is just gradually waking up.
"Hurry up, the deadline set by the captain is approaching, we can't delay.
These Han brats are related to my Moon Worship Sect's important affairs, and I don't want to be punished with you because of your incompetence..."
Suddenly, a cold Miao voice came into the carriage, which made Meng Xiuyuan's heart skip a beat. Looking around again, he saw that they were all children dressed as Han people, all of them asleep.
The three words "Moon Worshiping Sect" made various thoughts flash through Meng Xiuyuan's mind. In the end, he did not act rashly. Instead, he adjusted his breath to the same as when he was sleeping, secretly using magical skills to accumulate strength.
At the same time, the conversation between the two black Miao warriors in front of the carriage continued to be heard in the carriage:
"You can't go any faster, otherwise it will easily arouse suspicion if the Bai Miao people passing by see you.
And Uncle Wulu, why are you in such a hurry? Isn't it common for us to be delayed for a day or two when we go out on a mission?
Going to the territory of the Bai Miao people to secretly capture Han children without revealing their identity or attracting attention. For such a weird and difficult task, it’s good to be able to do it without making any mistakes..."
A slightly childish voice came, obviously not paying much attention to what his companion said.
"Humph, ignorant.
The leader would often personally take care of the task of arresting these Han children, and it was just like the chores you usually do.
If you hadn’t seen that you were good at martial arts and your brother had vouched for you, the captain would never have allowed you to join the team..."
The older Miao man's voice was cold and solemn, showing no mercy at all.
The young Miao man was shocked when he heard the sound. He paused for a moment and then asked smartly:
"What are these Han brats for, and why should the leader personally ask them?!
I heard from my brother that he and a group of his men were suddenly transferred to the garrison near the Holy Lake recently, and no one was allowed to approach them, and the rules were very strict.
And when he was on duty, he could always hear the sound of rolling waves in the holy lake, which was terrifying and turbulent. I wonder if it was related to this matter..."
The young Miao man's quick thinking impressed the elder. After a while, he coughed slightly and his voice became slower:
"You are smart. Our final destination of this trip is indeed near the Holy Lake.
But don’t ask any more questions about what exactly you want to do.
People like us just have to do our best according to orders..."
The young Miao man was excited when he heard this and was unwilling to give up. He was about to ask again, but he didn't want something unexpected to happen at this moment.
The originally clear sky turned suddenly dark in the blink of an eye, and black clouds as thick as mountains rolled in from the south, leaving no one with the slightest time to react.
"What's going on..."
Only four words of the Miao man's words reached the carriage, and the rest were covered up by the rumbling rain.
Countless raindrops pounded crazily on the roof of the carriage, making the carriage feel like a pot was boiling, and no sound could be heard outside.
Meng Xiuyuan felt that the situation was strange, but he had no time to think about it carefully, so he wasted such an opportunity. He immediately used a slight force to break all the tight ropes on his hands and feet, and sat down with his eyes closed.
The next moment, Meng Xiuyuan's body trembled slightly, and a loud "dongdong" heartbeat sounded from his chest, beating faster and louder, mixing with the sound of rumbling rain.
With the guidance and teachings of the reincarnated white light, Meng Xiuyuan's body-refining technique reached a new level at this moment.
The essence of vitality accumulated over three lifetimes, totaling nearly a thousand years of skill, was quickly integrated into Meng Xiuyuan's young body in this short period of time, without any leakage.
It wasn't until Meng Xiuyuan's heartbeat sounded like thunder, deafening, that the sound suddenly stopped.
The next moment, Meng Xiuyuan suddenly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbid air. It lasted for a long time. The air column was gray and looked like a black-scaled dragon.
At the same time, the sound of rain outside the car became louder and louder. The entire car was almost shaken by the raindrops, and water gurgled from the gaps in the wooden roof of the car.
As if affected by the heavy rain, the carriage slowly stopped and could no longer move forward. The wooden door was suddenly opened from the front.
"This rain is really evil.
Xiaogu, you hold four, I will hold four, and we will be on our way with enough force, there must be no delay..."
The two Miao people were already soaked to the skin and were about to get into the carriage as they spoke.
Just looking up, the eight children who were infected by the "Sleep Gu" were supposed to be sleeping. At this moment, one of them actually sat up and looked at them coldly.
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When the young Miao man saw this, he immediately wanted to step forward and capture Meng Xiuyuan.
"Xiaogu, be careful, there is something wrong with this kid..."
The older Black Miao warrior was very experienced. He shouted lowly and quickly pulled out the scimitar from his waist, trying to stop his companion.
However, Meng Xiuyuan did not give him a chance to finish his words. The two of them only saw a dark shadow flash past, felt a pain in their chests, and both flew out of the carriage.
The next moment, only two meteor-like figures were seen passing through the dense rain curtain and smashing into the mounds beside the road. They turned into two pools of flesh and blood. They were washed away by the heavy rain and disappeared very quickly.
The carriage could not withstand such a torment and immediately fell to pieces. The packhorse at the front of the carriage also broke free and ran farther and farther in the heavy rain.
Meng Xiuyuan paid no attention to this, but stared at his palm in surprise.
In the palm strike just now, he did not use all his strength, and there was almost no real energy surging in his body, but the power displayed in the end was already close to the limit that he could achieve in his previous life.
This situation was beyond Meng Xiuyuan's expectation. It was a surprise, but also made people feel that something was slightly wrong.
However, this place was not a safe place after all, so Meng Xiuyuan did not explore it in detail and immediately turned to the seven children who were still sleeping in the carriage.
The top priority is for the seven little guys to wake up and leave together as soon as possible.
Checking the pulse and looking at the Qi, pushing the uterus to pass the blood, although Meng Xiuyuan has not had much contact with Miao Jiang's poisonous techniques, this so-called "sleep poison" is not a powerful poison, so it is not difficult to deal with.
Soon, Meng Xiuyuan got a rough idea of the conditions of the children at the moment, and found the location of the Gu worms in their bodies.
The next moment, Meng Xiuyuan stretched out several fingers and lightly touched the foreheads of each of these children. It didn't take long for all seven of them to slowly wake up.
Although this move looks inconspicuous, it is actually extremely wonderful. After all, he has no real energy in his body at the moment. He has to rely solely on his physical strength and skills to hit cattle from across the mountain and crush the worms in the brains of seven people without hurting him.
The brain itself is much more delicate than surgery.
If Meng Xiuyuan had not cultivated his martial arts to the "subtle" level of integrating body and mind, and was quite familiar with the structure of the human body, he would never have dared to make such a dangerous move.
"Brother Meng, where are we?"
"Aren't we playing hide and seek outside the village? Why did we run so far, I don't even know the way..."
"It's raining so hard that my clothes are soaked through. My mother will definitely beat me to death when I get home!"
The seven children rubbed their eyes and stood up and gathered around Meng Xiuyuan, obviously none of them knew what was going on.
"Let's not talk about this for now. It's raining too much. Let's leave quickly and I'll take you home..."
Meng Xiuyuan had no intention of explaining. He just glanced at the seven children in front of him and then looked up at the sky again.
The rain in the sky was getting heavier and heavier. It was completely unnatural and looked very strange. Meng Xiuyuan had traveled all over the world for four generations and had never seen such heavy rain before.
The rain curtain formed one continuous sheet, as if he was in a waterfall, and the blows on his head made his scalp hurt. Meng Xiu was only a few feet away from the seven children, and his faces were obscured by the rain, so he could not see their faces clearly.
Looking up, it looks like the Milky Way is pouring down into the world.
Meng Xiuyuan never thought that he would experience such inexplicable terror and depression from a rain.
"Well, let's go quickly, let's go back to the village quickly..."
The seven children, whose bodies were tender and unbearable from the heavy rain, immediately responded to Meng Xiuyuan's words and ran in the direction of Meng Xiuyuan's finger.
Meng Xiuyuan fell behind them, always looking around, alert to the appearance of another enemy.
What they didn't expect was that before the six of them had taken a few steps, another heart-stopping rumble came from behind.
Meng Xiuyuan's heart stirred, and his soul faintly sensed the approaching crisis, so he hurriedly looked back. He saw that there were no pursuers, but that the southern sky was slightly blurry, as if there was an extra moving line.
"Brother Meng, what are you looking at?"
One of the seven children was a little girl who was more keen. When she noticed that Meng Xiuyuan was not following, she hurriedly chased and turned around and asked.
"It's nothing, I'm just... wrong!"
Meng Xiuyuan originally wanted to comfort the girl, but then he immediately changed his mind and frowned.
Because at this moment, he finally saw clearly the source of the crisis he felt. It was a wall of water across the horizon, a boundless flood, surging forward.
Surrounded by a flat land, the only visible small mound was a few miles away. Meng Xiuyuan did not dare to delay in order to save the lives of these children, so he immediately grabbed the two children with one hand and headed towards the high place like lightning. Run.
The strong wind hit his face and accelerated suddenly, making the two children almost fainted again, but Meng Xiuyuan no longer cared about taking care of their feelings, and could only control the speed within the limit that would not hurt their bodies.
It was true that the flood came too fast, unreasonably fast. Meng Xiuyuan only made two trips back and forth, and already the wall of water two to three feet high, which stretched across the earth, was approaching.
The last three children had never seen such a natural disaster. Seeing the flood approaching suddenly, they were frightened to the spot. Their legs were too weak to get up. Meng Xiuyuan could only grab one with one hand, close the last one and hold it in his arms, turned around and Flood race.
By the time Meng Xiuyuan flew to the top of the small mound, the flood had already followed his steps, rumbling past a few feet away from everyone's feet.
Meng Xiuyuan stepped forward and blocked the children behind him so that they were not washed away by the waves caused by the flood.
Looking around, I saw that the originally green grassland had now turned into a vast ocean, and the water was still turbulent, carrying countless debris and sand in waves from south to north towards Dali City.
Meng Xiuyuan saw the power of such a natural disaster for the first time, and he couldn't help but be shocked. He looked at the raging flood without saying a word for a long time, and understood what kind of world he had come to this time.
At this moment, he suddenly heard a sacred and quiet cry from the distant sky. Meng Xiuyuan subconsciously looked up and through the heavy rain curtain, he saw a brilliant golden light illuminating the dark sky, flying towards him at high speed.
When he got closer, Meng Xiuyuan saw clearly that it was actually a golden-winged phoenix, with wings several feet long, majestic and radiant.
Under the obstruction of the rain curtain, Meng Xiuyuan's vision was limited, but he could still see several figures on the back of Phoenix.
The next moment, Meng Xiuyuan's body suddenly moved, his eyes flashing.
Because he could vaguely feel that there was an extremely familiar look on the back of the phoenix, which was also shooting towards him.