Eight hundred and fourteenth chapter desert situation
"Yes, brother, the monk has been observing your every move. You are too cautious, walking on thin ice every step you take, unwilling to take risks or offend others. Do you know that in this world, there are many people who bully good and fear evil?
"Liu, every time you make a concession, others will gain more and more. In this case, why not be a bachelor and become a real gangster. Wherever you go, you will be as frightened as the Nine Heavens Mysterious Girl, and people will not dare to provoke you easily."
"My strength is not enough." Zhou Sen sighed. If he regained his strength, there would be no need for him to be so coward now, he would have killed everyone long ago.
"Strength! What is strength? You are already very powerful now. In the dark forest, you are the king. First the Red Bull made you helpless, and then the giant dragon made you helpless. Even in the dangerous Black Rock Valley, you
It's like entering an uninhabited land, and those frightening high-level monsters can't do anything to you. Do you know that even a superpower of the level of Jiutian Xuannv is not as capable as you in the dark forest?
You are so relaxed and comfortable, but you actually think that you are not strong enough..." Shi Danling sighed with a sincere look on his face.
"It was just in the dark forest that was banned by the gods. With the ebony divine wood sword, I exposed my secret after leaving the dark forest." Zhou Sen said depressedly.
"No, you are just as powerful after leaving the Dark Forest. I wonder if there is any superpower in the world who is stronger than you? Is there any superpower who is faster than you? Although you can't fly with a sword, you are now
There is no need to fly with a sword at all, because you live in the secular world, why do you want to fly with a sword? In the secular world, people with super powers do not dare to kill innocent people indiscriminately. They are limited by the tribulation of heaven and cannot do whatever they want... Besides, you really
I can’t do it anymore, there are still monks!”
"You!" Zhou Sen was stunned.
"Hey, the monk has absorbed the spirit of death from the senior brother of Leiyin Sect, and has the flying divine ship to protect his soul. He can now move freely in a small area." Shi Danling said proudly.
"So fast?" Zhou Sen was shocked.
"No, there's still a long way to go. According to your current speed, it will take at least three to five hundred years before a monk can become a Sanxian." Leader Shi Dan sighed.
"...Three to five hundred years!" Zhou Sen looked blank.
"Yes, so you have to speed up your practice."
"It's the speed of killing people." Zhou Sen snorted coldly.
"No, although killing people is good for monks, just killing people is not enough." Shi Danling shook his head.
"Why?"
"Theoretically speaking, the monk is the evil spirit you raised, or the powerful soul. The difference is that most evil spirits and powerful souls have no independent consciousness, while the evil spirit like me, the monk, has thoughts... The master of the powerful soul is more and more...
If you are strong, your spirit will be strong. If your cultivation level does not increase, even if a monk manages to become a loose immortal, his foundation will be very shallow. When he is cultivating an immortal, a round of catastrophe will come and the monk will be wiped out.
"I'll try my best."
"Zhou Sen, this is a very serious question. This is not only a question of whether I can attain enlightenment and become an immortal, but most importantly, it is your own question."
"I?"
"Yes, you! You have a perseverant character and strong willpower. However, you are kind-hearted and too indecisive in your behavior. This will affect your luck and even make you lose your faith."
"Luck? Faith?" Zhou Sen was stunned.
"Yes, everyone has luck, and this luck will constantly change according to the environment and behavior. Haven't you noticed that you haven't been struck by lightning for a long time?"
"Yes."
"This shows that your luck is changing."
"Wouldn't it be better not to be struck by lightning?"
"Wrong, does Tian Envy Yingcai understand?"
"Um."
"The fact that you were struck by lightning means that God is jealous of you. If God doesn't strike you, it only means that you have become a mediocre person, and God doesn't even bother to use heavenly calamity to deal with you. You have to understand,
Not being jealous is mediocre, and so is God. Otherwise, why would God attack those powerful superpowers? He is jealous!"
"So that's it." Zhou Sen looked surprised.
"That's it. In the world of cultivating gods, those who can cause heavenly calamity are all geniuses."
"Okay, I will pay attention. I will never be mediocre!" Zhou Sen opened his eyes and looked at the blue sky.
"Okay, now, let's talk about faith."
"I have no faith." Zhou Sen shook his head. Zhou Sen calls himself the God of Fireworks, so naturally he will not provide the power of faith to other gods.
"Yes, the truly strong people do not have faith. However, many people originally had no faith, but gradually started to have faith again. Do you know the reason?" Shi Danling asked.
"explain!"
"The real strong people believe in and worship themselves. Their goal is to surpass themselves and defeat others. And you are such a person. You have perseverance and perseverance. No one can influence your decision.
However, this kind of willpower is not lasting and is easily affected by the surrounding environment, such as family, love, and friendship. These will degrade your willpower and affect your decisions. In the process, you will
Be influenced by someone more powerful than you and become their disciple."
"Become their believer!" Zhou Sen's body was shaken.
"Yes, for example, if you fight for the honor of the Longtu God, in fact, you are gradually becoming his believer or preacher."
"Preacher..." Zhou Sen did not expect that Shi Danling would actually say preacher.
"Yes, you didn't expect that, in fact, a truly strong person will exude powerful thoughts and can influence other people with every move and gesture, making others lose their willpower, become their believers, and be loyal to them.
"
"From now on, while strengthening your combat effectiveness, you must also strengthen your willpower and ideas, and turn your ideas into the beliefs of others. Only in this way can you influence others and make others work for you.
"
"Understood!" Zhou Sen nodded perfunctorily.
"Okay, now you can torture him to extract a confession, and then kill him first and then kill him."
"..."
"Could it be that all the monk said is in vain?"
"I can't do it." Zhou Sen opened his eyes and glanced at Zhilan, who was leaning against the tree trunk and taking a nap.
"Forget it, let's just learn that bullshit archery skill and leave... The monk really doesn't understand what's so good about learning archery..." Shi Danling muttered and complained.
"Give me your Yi Arrow secrets!" Zhou Sen stood up and said to Zhi Lan, who was dozing.
Zhilan opened her eyes, hesitated for a moment, carefully took out a handwritten secret book from her arms, and handed it to Zhou Sen reluctantly. The handwritten book was very thin, with only a dozen pages. After Zhou Sen took the handwritten book,
, I finished reading it in less than a stick of incense and threw it to Zhi Lan.
"Do you remember?" Zhilan looked at Zhou Sen in surprise.
"Let's start training. I need you to demonstrate." Zhou Sen said noncommittally.
"I have no arrows." Zhi Lan looked at Zhou Sen angrily.
"This is easy."
Zhou Sen drew out his black gold dagger, chopped a few branches into arrow shapes, and handed them to Zhi Lan.
"This is an arrow?!" Zhilan said angrily.
"I just need you to demonstrate it once. Besides, you are injured and can't shoot."
"How to demonstrate?"
"Just shoot me."
"Aren't you afraid that I'll shoot you to death?" Zhi Lan sneered.
"If you can shoot me to death even if you are injured, then I will consider myself unlucky if you are shot to death." Zhou Sen held a thick-backed long knife in his hand, stepped back dozens of steps, and laughed.
"Humph, be careful!"
Zhi Lan supported her body, endured the pain in her arms, raised the long bow, and placed the arrow cut from a branch on the bow. However, she did not pull the bow string, but looked at Zhou Sen quietly, with his pair of blue arrows
His eyes became extremely deep.
Zhilan looked at Zhou Sen.
Zhou Sen also observed Zhi Lan, silently reciting the formula of Yi Jian's technique in his heart.
Suddenly, a feeling of extreme danger arose, as if he was being stared at by a ferocious predator.
move!
Without thinking, Zhou Sen's body suddenly moved sideways, and "whoosh", a black shadow passed by.
There was an extremely quiet moment in the desert.
Zhi Lan looked at Zhou Sen calmly, with a look of shock on her face. She could not have imagined that Zhou Sen could really avoid his sharp arrows.
"Continue!" Zhou Sen said calmly.
"What's the difference?" Shi Danling asked.
"It's similar to the 'quiet' in the majestic realm." Zhou Sen's clear eyes stared closely at the sculpture-like Zhilan, and he felt that Zhilan was brewing, brewing an emotion.
"Between heaven and earth, there are thousands of ways to cultivate the Tao, but they all lead to the same goal. There are many methods of cultivating the gods, and their methods are similar. The monks have long known that the art of shooting arrows is just to deceive ordinary people.
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"No!"
Zhou Sen's gaze suddenly became as sharp as a blade.
"What's the difference?"
"This is not archery."
"What is it?"
"It's a mysterious method...I can't say...a very strange feeling. I feel that she is using a mysterious power to bind me, making me unable to move...I understand...I understand..." Zhou Sen
I wiped the sweat beads rolling down my forehead and suddenly felt ecstatic.
"What did you find?"
"...Haha...awesome...it's really awesome..." A faint glow lingered on Zhou Sen's face. Zhou Sen himself didn't know that this was the sign of understanding in the world of cultivating gods.
When ordinary people understand a certain thing, they will have strange phenomena in their bodies, such as a flushed face, accelerated heartbeat, etc. In the world of cultivating gods, when they comprehend a certain magical power, there will usually be some subtle abnormalities.
, for example, every time Zhou Sen realizes something, his five senses will be surrounded by precious light.
Zhilan's blue eyes were extremely sharp.
"stretch"
The branch turned into a shadow and shot towards Zhou Sen.
When the branch shot out, Zhilan suddenly regretted it. She was worried that Zhou Sen would not be able to resist the arrow.
"Peng"
The thick-backed long sword flew up like lightning.
Zhilan's worries were unnecessary. The branch hit the blade of the thick-backed sword. Under the huge impact, the branch turned into a cloud of wood powder, flying in the air with a terrifying momentum.
"Come again!" The two arrows had no effect. Zhilan became a little angry and endured the severe pain in her arm, picking up another branch to shoot.
"That's enough."
Zhou Sen dusted himself off and returned to where he was.
"That's enough...you...have you learned it?" Zhilan asked stammering.
"Your wound is broken and needs to be bandaged again."
Zhou Sen did not answer Zhilan's question. He walked to Zhilan and untied Zhilan's bandaged wound. Because he used too much force in shooting the arrow, a lot of blood oozed out from the wound. Zhou Sen cleaned the wound and applied some sarcoid.
powder, and the bandage is completed again.
"Do you feel better?" Zhou Sen asked.
"It's better." Zhilan endured the excruciating pain and gritted her teeth.
"Can we hit the road?"
"Can."
"Well, by the way, how far is your tribe from here?"
"If you walk from the desert, it's more than two hundred miles. If you walk from the edge of the dark forest, it's about three hundred miles..."
"Okay, we'll be here in two hours at most."
"Two hours!" Zhi Lan looked blank.
"Of course, now, you have two choices. First, I will hold you, and second, I will carry you. You don't have to answer in a hurry. Think about it first. Running with you on your back will be very bumpy, but carrying you on my back will be very bumpy.
If you do, you will inevitably be frivolous by me..."
"Carry."
"Absolutely?" Zhou Sen smiled.
"Absolutely!" Zhi Lan replied resolutely.
"Okay, come up!" Zhou Sen tidied up and half-crouched in front of Zhilan.
"You can really run to our tribe in two hours?" Zhilan endured the pain and climbed onto Zhou Sen's shoulder. She grabbed Zhou Sen's neck with one hand and grabbed the huge handle of the thick-backed long knife with the other.
Zhilan has always been a bit arrogant, looking down on Zhou Sen in a condescending manner. She always believed that Zhou Sen was just an ordinary figure in the world.
"Yes. By the way, are you also a martial artist?" Zhou Sen asked.
"How do you know?"
"The secret book states very clearly that you must have martial arts to practice the art of shooting arrows."
"Huh, you know it but you still ask. By the way, have you really learned the art of shooting arrows?" Zhilan asked curiously.
"Although I am not a martial artist, my art of shooting arrows is just as delicate as a worm."
"Just brag!" Zhilan said sarcastically.
"Okay, hold on tight, we're about to set off..."
Before Zhou Sen could finish his words, he ran out like an arrow from a string.
"ah……"
Zhilan was caught off guard and let out a scream.
The strong wind in front of her was like a knife cutting her. Zhilan was blown by the strong wind and half-squinted her eyes. She watched with horror as the huge sand dunes were left behind. She had never thought that humans could reach such terrifying speeds.
, it is no exaggeration to describe it as lightning fast.
The desert is scorching hot, and the yellow sand is still yellow sand at first glance, with an occasional patch of weeds or cacti.
Zhou Sen is like a tireless machine, running at lightning speed.
In less than half an hour, Zhi Lan lost the shock and novelty she felt at the beginning, because her wound was extremely painful due to the violent bumps. She gritted her teeth and endured the heartbreaking pain. Her injured arm became increasingly weak.
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Zhilan didn't dare to say it because it was her own choice.
…
Finally, Zhilan's pain ended, because Zhou Sen, who had run for more than a hundred miles, stopped to rest.
However, the rest was too short, and Zhi Lan breathed a sigh of relief. After taking a sip of water, Zhou Sen stood up, walked to her and squatted down in front of her.
"I...hug me..." Zhilan said.
"Are you sure?" Zhou Sen looked at Zhi Lan with a strange expression.
"Sure!"
"Aren't you afraid that I will be scornful of you?"
"Can't you hold it back?" Zhilan couldn't bear it any longer and glared at Zhou Sen and roared loudly.
"Well... I'm not Liu Xiahui. Nowadays, beautiful women can sit still and be pregnant... Okay, I'll endure it. Don't blame me if you can't help it, hahaha..." Zhou Sen bent down and picked it up.
Zhilan looked at her slender and smooth legs, "Hey, you have long legs and long feet, but they are not heavy."
"You have long legs and long feet, let's go!" A red cloud appeared on Zhilan's jade face, and she felt that Zhou Sen's hand on her waist touched her sensitive parts.
"Not bad, not bad. It's a worthwhile trip to be able to hold such an exotic beauty. Let's go!"
Zhou Sen roared loudly and ran away, leaving a trail of footprints in the desert.
The yellow sand is rolling.
The lonely smoke in the desert.
It was already sunset, and the golden sand dunes were reflected on the sky. Clouds that looked like burning fire were reflected on the sky. The desert gave people a desolate and vast spectacle.
Now, Zhilan feels much more comfortable.
Zhou Sen's two strong arms supported her without any bumps. However, Zhilan was not in a good mood because Zhou Sen's hands were becoming more and more dishonest. What made her most intolerable was that Zhou Sen actually said
There was also a sound of admiration...
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"Are you a man?" Zhilan was going crazy and reprimanded sternly.
"My daughter, don't ask me, why are men so evil? Since ancient times, benevolence and righteousness have only harmed others, and morality has never been righteous. If you don't see it, ligers and tigers have gained a reputation for their prey. Who can pity the poor elk? In the world, the strong has always preyed on the weak, even if it is justified, it is in vain."
Zhou Sen's long hair was flying, and he sang with heroic spirit.
In this desolate desert, Zhou Sen underwent a transformation. Of course, strictly speaking, this is not transformation, it is just nature. After all, he is the most ruthless gangster in the interstellar.
He needs to show his edge, he needs to make God jealous, and he needs to face the catastrophe head-on.
Zhou Sen never lacked respect for women.
He respects Shen Huimin.
He respects the light and the leisure.
He respects Jiutian Xuannv.
Because, although they are arrogant and domineering, they respect him very much. Zhou Sen firmly believes that respect is mutual and respect is an equal relationship.
Even when facing Miaolan from Wanhua Tower, Zhou Sen respected her.
He doesn't need to respect Zhilan, because Zhilan has never respected him. In Zhilan's eyes, he is just a person being used, and their relationship is just about using each other. Zhou Sen naturally doesn't have to be polite to such a woman.
Zhilan stopped scolding Zhou Sen, her eyes were filled with tears, and she endured the humiliation silently.
Zhou Sen didn't even bother to pay attention to Zhilan's emotions, and kept running wildly, his hands still caressing Zhilan's body without mercy.
"We're almost there, let me down!" Zhi Lan struggled and jumped out of Zhou Sen's arms. She didn't want the tribe's warriors to see her being carried back by a strange man.
"I'm leaving." Zhou Sen adjusted his clothes. In the dim moonlight, he could see a small lake like a crescent moon in the distance under the sand dunes. Beside the lake, there was an oasis. Above the oasis, there was
A row of dome tents, with cattle and sheep sleeping leisurely around the tents, is full of exotic customs.
"Just leaving?" Zhilan was stunned.
"Are you waiting for you to call a bunch of people to kill me?" Zhou Sen laughed.
"I'm not as despicable as you!" Zhi Lan said bitterly after Zhou Sen told her his intentions.
"Haha, if you are willing to spend the night with me, it's okay for me to stay all night." Zhou Sen held up Zhilan's beautiful chin and said with a confused look on his face.
"Shameless!" Zhilan shook off Zhou Sen's hand, her face flushed.
"Okay, I really have to leave, please be careful."
"roll!"
Zhi Lan was in a daze as she watched Zhou Sen running wildly, stirring up dust all over the sky.
After standing there for a while, Zhilan straightened her clothes and walked along the sand dunes towards the row of tents by the lake after making sure Zhou Sen had left.
"Hey, brother, this girl is really good. It's a pity that you let her go."
"Don't you just want the spirit of death? There will be more of them in the future, and she won't be missing."
"No, no, the monk really thinks this girl is pretty, with good facial features, good skin, and long legs..."
"Yes, my legs are hairy too."
"...cough cough cough...the legs are hairy...the monk really didn't pay attention...it turns out that you don't like women with hairy legs. Okay, okay, the monk will give you a prescription, which is very effective in hair removal.
"
"..."
"Zhou Sen, it's still too late to catch her and bring her back."
"Forget it, she is already a dead person." Zhou Sen sighed.
"Why?"
"The camp gave off a dangerous atmosphere. It was probably a trap set by someone to ambush her."
"I see... Oh, it's such a pity that a good girl died in vain." Shi Danling shook his head and sighed with compassion.
"When did you become so kind?"
"People are always kind-hearted. Even the most evil and evil people will occasionally show kind-heartedness. What's more, the monk has been practicing since childhood in order to save the world from being in dire straits... Zhou Sen, how about that?
, you rescued that girl?"
"Not interested."
"What if the monk owes you a favor..."
"It seems that you are really a Buddhist leader."
"Ahem...the monk just suddenly...suddenly...that's fine, if you don't want to save him, don't save him..."
Shi Danling stopped talking and stopped talking.
There was a long silence.
"I want to know the reason." Zhou Sen suddenly asked.
"Actually, there is no reason. When the monk first became a monk, he was an ascetic. He once practiced in the desert. He encountered a sandstorm and was besieged by wolves...after that...after that, he was rescued by a blond woman with blue eyes...
"
"Then you fell in love with the world?"
"No...it's just that the monk is a little worried..." Shi Danling looked embarrassed.
"You have been encouraging me to kill her, but you are actually afraid that I will actually kill her, right?" Zhou Sen said with a smile.
"This... maybe... the monk is finished, finished. The monk has been practicing all his life and devoted himself to the Buddha. But when he saw a similar woman, the Buddha's heart was completely destroyed... Amitabha... Amitabha..."
"Monk, please stop nagging. In one sentence, save me or not?"
"Save!" Shi Danling replied decisively without thinking.
"Monk, you still have a trace of conscience. Seeing that your conscience is still intact, Brother Sen will give you face once. However, you must remember that you owe me a favor."
"Hey, it's okay, it's okay. I'm not burdened by debts, and I'm not itchy by lice."
"...You are cruel!"
"Be careful, there are experts in this desert... But don't worry too much. Currently, you are in the mortal plane, and it is not easy to meet those experts."
"The mortal plane?"
"Yes, in the world of cultivating gods, there are many planes. For example, after entering the first level, a mortal has reached the plane of a superpower, and a superpower has reached the fifth level and has experienced the tribulation.
The Immortal Plane, if you become a monk, it will be the Sanxian Plane..."
"What other planes are there after reaching Immortal?"
"The monk has never been there. He just heard from hearsay that there are some real immortals, superior immortals, ancient gods and Buddhas, fairies and evil spirits. No one knows the details. Even if he knows, he can't get in touch with them."
"In other words, becoming an immortal is just entering another realm, not really invincible?"
"Hazy... Who told you that if you become an immortal, you will be invincible? There are thousands of gods in this world, each with its own power. Otherwise, there would not have been countless casualties in that war between gods and demons."
"I don't care whether he becomes an immortal or not." Zhou Sen naturally doesn't care about becoming an immortal. He just wants to return to the five star regions as soon as possible. Moreover, he has found a way to practice. If everything goes well, he
The power of faith in the body can be awakened very quickly.
"Young man, work hard!"
"effort!"
Zhou Sen clenched his fist fiercely, his body accelerated suddenly, and disappeared into the darkness like a wisp of smoke. There was no trace on the endless yellow sand.
The lake is calm, the horses are chewing their cud, and everything is peaceful.
In front of a certain huge tent, there were several guards with swords patrolling back and forth.
When she saw those familiar faces, Zhilan, who was lurking in the darkness, breathed a long sigh of relief.
However, Zhilan did not dare to take it lightly. She had practiced the art of arrows since she was a child and had an instinctive perception of danger. The peacefulness on the surface did not make her lose her vigilance. She felt something unusual and strange.
Suddenly, Zhilan felt a warning sign in her heart.
Before Zhilan could react, a strong arm hugged her delicate body, and a big hand covered her mouth.
"Woooo..." Zhilan struggled.
"It's me."
Zhilan stopped struggling because she heard Zhou Sen's voice. Seeing that Zhilan didn't struggle, Zhou Sen let go of his hand.
"Why did you come back?" Zhilan lowered her voice, with an angry look on her face, but inside, she felt indescribable peace of mind...
"I'm afraid you'll die." Zhou Sen said calmly.
"This is my home."
"This is no longer your home."
"How can you see it?" Zhilan snorted coldly.
Zhou Sen did not answer Zhi Lan's words, but looked solemn and pulled Zhi Lan back slowly until he retreated to a small sand dune. Only then did Zhou Sen let out a long sigh of relief.
"Did you find anything?" Zhilan looked at Zhou Sen's serious expression.
"There are experts watching." Zhou Sen said every word.
"Did you find us?" Zhilan's heart beat wildly.
"No, I found you."
"Hmph." Zhi Lan also felt something was wrong, but she snorted coldly from her nostrils and did not argue.
"Okay, tell me, where is your tribe's library camp?"
"what would you like?"
"Requires a lot of fletching."
"Arrow feathers?"
"Yes, there are masters lurking here. Depending on the situation, the other party may be very afraid of your archery skills. They don't dare to act rashly even if you don't enter the encirclement."
"Of course, my archery skills rank sixth among the Huns." Zhilan looked proud and proud.
"I guarantee that as soon as you enter that camp, the sixth-ranked master will be killed by an overwhelming barrage of arrows. Moreover, there are several cavalry ambushed in the surrounding sand dunes." Zhou Sen said calmly.
"You all know..." Zhi Lan looked at Zhou Sen in disbelief.
"Hurry up and tell me Kuying."
"Looking from this direction, there is a row of gray tents about a hundred feet to the left of the largest tent, near the lake... The place is heavily guarded, and it is impossible for you to sneak in." Zhi Lan shook her head.
Shake his head.
"Who said I want to be sneaky?" Zhou Sen chuckled and said, "Give me your longbow."
"My longbow is for you!" Zhilan looked surprised and stared at Zhou Sen, as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world.
"Miss, your arm is injured now, which is like having the tiger's fangs pulled out. The longbow is just for decoration, so you might as well give it to me."
"Why are you helping me?" Zhilan thought for a long time and felt that what Zhou Sen said made sense. She handed the long bow to Zhou Sen and asked.
"You want to know?" Zhou Sen showed a wicked smile recently.
"Yes." Zhilan nodded.
"Because you have beautiful legs."
"..." A hint of blush appeared on Zhilan's face.
"But, it's just a little hairier..."
Before Zhou Sen could finish speaking, he had already disappeared into the darkness.
"...Zhou...Zhou Sen...I'm going to kill you..." Zhilan was so angry that she was shaking all over, clenching her teeth so hard that her gums were bleeding, and her face was extremely red. No woman can bear this.
kind of humiliation.
Zhou Sen did not rush directly to the tent by the lake, but made a large circle.
At this time, Zhou Sen was in an extremely happy mood.
These days, Zhou Sen can be said to have been despised by Zhilan, and now he is finally proud. In Zhou Sen's eyes, Zhilan's identity is no different from that of disciples of famous sects, and such humiliation will naturally not happen.
No psychological burden at all.
Running at lightning speed all the way, Zhou Sen's heart was full of fighting spirit.
Recently, Zhou Sen's happy events have come one after another. First, two superpowers suddenly burst out of his body. Although they cannot be used yet, it is certain that this is a good sign. Later, Zhou Sen received another gift from the dragon.
Dragon scales and the "Dragon Language Curse" brought Zhou Sen into contact with the first mystery book besides "Gods". As for "Invincible Secrets", it is not really a mystery book. In a strict sense, the "Dragon Word Curse"
It is not a complete secret manual for cultivating weapons. It is just a manual for refining weapons. However, it is of great significance to Zhou Sen. It gives him a new understanding of weapon refining. Combined with the "Invincible Secret Book", Zhou Sen can draw inferences from one example.
Sen's cultivation and drive of superpowers also have a new outline.
In fact, the biggest gain is self-confidence.
Zhou Sen has always been walking on thin ice every step of the way. Only now does Zhou Sen truly realize that he is not weak. On this planet, he is already very powerful, so powerful that even junior superpowers are no match for him.
Confidence is undoubtedly mankind's most powerful weapon.
With strong self-confidence, Zhou Sen began to show his bold side as a gangster.
However, what makes Zhou Sen regretful is that "war" seems to have reached the critical point long ago, but there is no sign of breaking through to "power". Zhou Sen doesn't like this feeling of stagnation, but he has always been
Groping in the dark, with no one on his way, he couldn't find a better solution and could only continue groping.
Zhou Sen's cultivation progress has been relatively smooth. From "posture" to "quietness", and then from "speed" to "fighting", the total time is only a few months, less than a year. This kind of cultivation speed is already reverse.
The existence of heaven.
However, just after the "battle", Zhou Sen clearly felt that his cultivation seemed to have encountered a bottleneck.
No matter how Zhou Sen brewed up his fighting spirit, he could never find the heartiness described in The Mighty Realm. It seemed that he felt like he was just scratching his head.
It seems that the dangerous place in the Dark Forest is only suitable for training, not for training and improving strength.
Perhaps, the restrictions in the Dark Forest also have certain side effects on the practice of "Invincible Secrets"...
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In his wild thoughts, Zhou Sen had already made a big circle and reached the other side of the camp.
While observing the stick of incense, Zhou Sen took off the thick-backed long knife and held it in his hand. He looked in the right direction and ran towards the camp.
This time, Zhou Sen did not hide his tracks, but ran openly and openly under the dim moonlight.
Zhilan was on the sand dune opposite. She relied on her keen eyesight trained in the art of shooting arrows to stare at Zhou Sen's every move. When she saw Zhou Sen running unscrupulously towards the camp on the slope of the sand dune, she was immediately shocked.
Ear your lips.
What is he going to do?
Was he going to rob the camp single-handedly?
A wry smile appeared at the corner of the stunned Zhilan's mouth. That man always did some incredible and unexpected things.
At first, Zhilan thought Zhou Sen was a timid person. However, when Zhou Sen became angry because Hu Yan despised Longtu Tianshen, Zhilan changed her view of Zhou Sen and believed that Zhou Sen was still a bloody person.
Of course, to Zhilan, Zhou Sen is just a man of blood. In Zhilan's eyes, Zhou Sen is too weak, so weak that she doesn't even want to take a closer look.
Next, Zhilan realized that she was wrong.
Zhou Sen is very powerful. Moreover, Zhou Sen is not only bold, but also despicable. He actually took advantage of the fire to extort her arrow skills. Of course, what makes Zhi Lan grit her teeth the most is Zhou Sen’s audacity and unscrupulous frivolity while she is injured.
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This is a bold but thoughtful man.
This is a man who cannot be measured by common sense.
Watching the black figure running like a rainbow, smoke and dust several feet high were raised behind him, like a giant dragon dancing wildly in the desert.
Subconsciously, Zhilan touched her slender legs. They were a pair of legs that she was proud of, but there was indeed a dense layer of golden hair on them.
Inexplicably, Zhilan's face showed a hint of anger and a hint of shyness.
These legs make her ashamed...
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Seeing that the campground was getting closer and closer, the campground was still unusually quiet.
Zhou Sen's "quietness" has reached an unprecedented state. He can feel the long spears, cold scimitars and dense arrow feathers standing in the tent.
The camp was a huge encirclement, waiting for him to fall into a trap.
Zhou Sen is not a sparrow.
Zhou Sen is an eagle, a bold but careful eagle.
one hundred!
two hundred!
three hundred!
one thousand!
Three thousand!
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What shocked Zhou Sen was that there were actually thousands of soldiers in armor and swords unsheathed in the camp. In many tents, horses were saddled and ready for battle.
Are there so many people just to ambush Zhilan?
Zhou Sen felt a little unreasonable.
Zhilan's archery skills are powerful, but they are not so powerful that thousands of wolf-like soldiers are required to stand guard in the middle of the night.
Could it be that they have other goals?
There is no turning back when the bow is drawn.
Zhou Sen realized something was wrong, but when he discovered that thousands of soldiers were ambushing the tent, he had already rushed down and quickly approached the tent.
speed!
Only by using speed can we escape from the encirclement of five thousand soldiers.
Zhou Sen's target was the arrow feathers in the warehouse camp. By the way, he wanted to prove to Zhilan that the tent was an ambush circle and that he did not need to have a head-on conflict with five thousand soldiers.
Persistent practice has allowed the "speed" in the mighty realm to reach a terrifying level.
The force of several miles arrived quickly. When Zhou Sen was less than one mile away from the camp, suddenly, a loud horn sounded, which pierced the night sky and echoed in the desert.
In the distant desert, the sound of horns was also heard.
A chill ran down Zhilan's spine behind the dune. She saw that behind the dune opposite her, a group of thousands of cavalrymen rushed out. The cavalry was divided into several cavalry squads and headed towards the camp to encircle them. Suddenly, the desert was surrounded by
The sound of killing was shocking...
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At the same time, there was a cry of killing in the camp, and countless soldiers with swords unsheathed came out of the tents in groups to fight.
Countless torches burned in the camp, illuminating the camp like daylight.
Zhou Sen did not rush directly to the library camp, but to a group of soldiers.
Under the blazing fire, Zhou Sen swept in like a tornado with a terrifying momentum. Zhi Lan, who was miles away, had a look of horror on her face. She never expected that Zhou Sen would charge into thousands of soldiers single-handedly.
among.
"kill!"
Zhou Sen let out an earth-shattering roar, and the thick-backed long sword swept out a bright light in the air, with majestic momentum.
"ah……"
"ah……"
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There was a burst of shrill screams, blood rained across the sky, stumps and broken arms were flying, and Zhou Sen, with long hair flying like a demon descended from the earth, came and went among the soldiers like the wind, his thick-backed long knife slashing melons and vegetables all the way, unstoppable.
The shields were chopped into pieces by the long sword.
The thick-backed long sword weighs two hundred kilograms, and coupled with the inertia of Zhou Sen rushing down the sand dune, its power is so fierce. Poor ordinary soldiers, the whole person and the weapon do not weigh two hundred kilograms. How can they stop Zhou Sen's morale?
Sen, was immediately killed and ran away with his head in his arms. He only regretted that his parents had lost two legs.
Amidst the sound of metal clashing, Zhou Sen, whose blood was boiling, was not willing to fight. After scattering a group of soldiers, he immediately set fire to it.
Arson was Zhou Sen's specialty, and tents were extremely easy to burn. In the blink of an eye, several tents burned into the sky.
It was a well-prepared camp, but Zhou Sen, an uninvited guest, threw it into a frenzy.
Zhou Sen's speed is really too fast. Facing that giant thick-backed long knife, ordinary soldiers are like chickens and dogs.
Zhou Sen is very familiar with dealing with armies. You must know that the armies of armored giant cockroaches in the five star regions are many times more powerful than these human armies. Under his iron rod, they are still like chickens and dogs.
Inside the camp, there were experts stationed there, but the target of the experts was not Zhou Sen. They did not expect that a stranger would come out to disrupt the situation. By the time the experts rushed out, Zhou Sen had already disappeared among the chaotic soldiers.
No trace.
After creating chaos, Zhou Sen rushed into the library camp.
After entering the library camp, Zhou Sen took out an energy stone for lighting and was immediately stunned.
So many arrows!
Inside this tent, there are actually all sharp arrows, bundled one after another, piled up like a mountain.
Zhou Sen didn't have time to think about it, and immediately threw bundles of sharp arrows into the Qiankun Ring. On one side of the tent, there were some exquisitely crafted horn bows used for mounted combat, and Zhou Sen also threw some away unceremoniously.
Enter the Qiankun Ring.
There are so many sharp arrows in this tent, thousands of them is no exaggeration to describe them. Even though Zhou Sen has amazing endurance, he still throws them softly.
"Zhou Sen, it's a pity that you don't know how to move with super powers. Otherwise, if you move them all into the Qiankun Ring, you won't be able to use them all in a hundred and eighty years." Shi Dan exclaimed when he saw the mountain of sharp arrows.
"It's strange that bow and arrow materials are not abundant outside this desert. Why does this small tribe store so many arrow feathers?!" Zhou Sen asked as he threw the arrow feathers into the Qiankun Ring.
"The Xiongnu people are deliberately planning to invade the Han Empire, so it's not surprising that they have prepared many bows and arrows."
"As expected, there is no smoke without fire. Early last year, I heard that there was going to be a war in Wuchao City."
"Even a tough bandit like you showed up, what's so strange about fighting... Hey, a master is here." Shi Danling suddenly looked solemn.
"Master?" Zhou Sen was stunned. He didn't feel anything at all.
"Let's go!"
"good!"
Zhou Sen seized the time and threw another bundle of arrow feathers into the Qiankun Ring, summoned flint and kerosene from the Qiankun Ring, and ignited the pile of arrow feathers.
"Brother, what kind of destruction are you doing... You can't leave..."
"Peng"
There was an earth-shattering loud noise, and before the flames could start burning, the tent collapsed, and the flames that were originally lit were blown out by a strong wind.
Zhou Sen waved his thick-backed long knife one after another, cutting open the tent, and rushed out with a look of embarrassment. Outside the tent, he saw a big man in leather armor with a body like an iron tower holding a long bronze hammer in his hand.
On top of the hammer, there are countless sharp thorns, which reflect a frightening light under the light of the fire.
"Zhou Sen, this long hammer is a weapon specially designed by the Huns to deal with the heavy armor of the Han Empire. It is called a caltrop bone. It has misplaced breast nails on it. Its lethality is extremely shocking. If it touches it, you will be seriously injured even if you don't die."
"Is this guy a martial artist?" Zhou Sen's expression was grim.
"The monk doesn't know how to judge. However, since the opponent can avoid your search, he must be powerful. You should be careful. There are more powerful masters than him in this camp. Let's fight quickly."
"Um."
"Who are you?" The leather-armored man with hammered caltrop bones looked at Zhou Sen, with a hint of disappointment on his face.
"Zhou Sen."
"Where is Wanyan Honglie?" The leather-armored man looked at Zhou Sen with confusion on his face.
"Wanyan Honglie..." Zhou Sen was stunned, and then thought that this ambush should be aimed at Wanyan Honglie.
"Are you a spy for the big man?" The big man in leather armor immediately woke up, glanced at the long knife in Zhou Sen's hand, and said sternly.
"It's useless to talk anymore, let's fight!" Zhou Sen raised his thick-backed long sword, his long hair flying, and his fighting spirit was raging.
"Fight!"
The leather-armored man holding the caltrop bone seemed to be stirred by Zhou Sen's murderous intent. He raised the caltrop bone in his hand and strode towards Zhou Sen. With one step, the ground shook and the mountains shook, as if the sky was falling and the earth was shattering. The sound was horrifying.
What a fierce momentum.
Seeing the indomitable momentum of the leather-armored man, Zhou Sen's blood boiled. He held the knife in both hands, moved his feet at high speed, and rushed towards the big man.
For a moment, the sand and dust were flying under Zhou Sen's feet, and the rising yellow sand was turbulent and rolling, like the sandstorm in the desert that despises all life. The gravel rubbed and collided under Zhou Sen's feet, making a horrifying roar, and it seemed as if
Thousands of monster beasts roared and fought, and thousands of horses galloped, making the scene extremely spectacular.
At this time, although Zhou Sen has not broken through the "battle", he has reached the peak and his power is unparalleled.
The long knife slashes out!
The wind and clouds changed color.
This sword used Zhou Sen's full strength, full of the momentum of swallowing up mountains and rivers and fighting against the odds.
"good!"
The big man in leather armor roared, and the thorn bone in his hand suddenly hit Zhou Sen's head, causing a roaring wind. The mighty yellow sand was restrained by this hammer, as if it was a blow to the head.
The long knife comes into contact with the heavy hammer.
"Peng"
There was a loud noise, like the earth shattering, and the surrounding soldiers were shaken by the loud noise so that their ears bled, and their faces looked in pain.
"hero!"
"good!"
Zhou Sen and the big man took a few steps back at the same time, cheered in unison, and immediately rushed toward each other.
Zhou Sen's "war" has reached the critical point of breakthrough. It is so fierce. The thick-backed long knife is like nothing in his hand. He slashes at the leather-armored man one after another. The leather-armored man is also extremely brave. That knife
The seemingly bulky thorn bones were extremely dexterous in his hands. Not only did they catch Zhou Sen's stormy blows, they were also able to counterattack.
A ferocious force swept through the camp.
The rolling sand caused the burning tent to sway.
Thousands of soldiers gathered in a huge circle, watching the battle between the two men in a mesmerizing way.
This is a battle of the strong.
Zhilan, who was several miles away, had a look of horror on her face.
Zhou Sen didn't know who his enemy was, but Zhilan did.
The leather-armored man holding a thorn bone flower is famous in the grassland and desert. He is ranked eighth among the top ten warriors of the Xiongnu tribe. He is brave and good at fighting. He is a close disciple of Ye Rong, the greatest martial art of the Xiongnu tribe.
Zhi Lan never imagined that Zhou Sen would be so evenly matched with such a sudden opponent.
"Zhou Sen, there is a master spying on us, let's fight quickly!" Shi Danling said urgently.
"kill!"
Zhou Sen sensed the urgency of the situation from Shi Danling's tone and shouted suddenly, his body jumped up several feet, and he slashed down at the leather-armored man with the thick-backed long knife in his hand.
This sword, struck with advantage in the air, was extremely ferocious.
Zhou Sen was sure that the leather-armored man would never confront him head-on.
really!
The majestic body of the leather-armored man retreated one after another, dragging the caltrop bones in his hand on the ground, plowing a shockingly deep groove in the desert.
"Hahaha, I'm gone!"
Zhou Sen laughed loudly, and the long knife in his hand suddenly struck the sand. Countless sand and dust were raised on the ground. Under the cover of the sand and dust, Zhou Sen actually rushed towards the onlookers. The speed was astonishing.
Like a zigzag lightning.
"ah……"
"ah……"
"ah……"
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Zhou Sen rushed into the soldiers. For a moment, people were on their backs and screams could be heard.
"Where to escape!" Hu Yansheng didn't expect that Zhou Sen would actually escape before the battle, so he became furious, holding the thorn bones, and ran in the direction of Zhou Sen.
"Peng"
There was an earth-shaking loud noise.
A majestic force appeared in Zhou Sen's chest out of thin air. Zhou Sen, who rushed into the crowd, flew out like a projectile and fell heavily to the ground. A trace of shocking blood recently spilled out.
The soldiers moved out of the way one by one, and in the open space, a middle-aged man with a slender figure and clothed in cloth stood as tall as a mountain.
Behind Zhou Sen is Hu Yansheng, who has already caught up. In front of him is the middle-aged man who looks like a mountain. At this time, both of them have a look of leisure. Obviously, in their eyes, Zhou Sen has already
It's time to catch the turtle in the urn.
"Zhou Sen, run away!" Shi Danling urged.
"Can't escape." Zhou Sen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a bitter smile.
"If you don't leave now, then you won't be able to leave. There will be experts supervising you not far away." Shi Danling was worried.
"There are still masters..." Zhou Sen was shocked. He knew that the person who could be called a master by Shi Dan must be very powerful.
"immediately!"
Shi Danling shouted loudly, and the black gold dagger on Zhou Sen's arm actually came out, and he saw the black and white Yin and Yang ship wrapped with an invisible and immaterial super power sweeping towards the middle-aged man in civilian clothes.
