newbobooks Chapter 152: The Appearance of Thunder Magic
Chapter 152: The Appearance of Thunder Magic
The wind and snow blocked out the sun.
The swordsman rode on a donkey, not very fast, and lived a leisurely life. He walked out of Qingyu and came to Huluzhou in Dingyu. Huluzhou was not very big, but there were many poor mountains and bad waters.
However, compared to the dangerous roads, there are more strange things experienced along the way, such as passing by a deserted graveyard with ghosts howling and wolves howling. There is a ghost hiding, and it is a fierce ghost. The special terrain provides it with the conditions to stay in the world, but it hurts people everywhere.
It was blind and wanted to attack the swordsman, but unexpectedly a masked female ghost suddenly jumped out and crushed it with one hand and absorbed it.
Another time, on the way, he met a Taoist priest who was wandering around and sneaking into women's boudoirs late at night to commit crimes. Unexpectedly, his deeds were exposed and he was locked in a pig cage by the villagers and thrown into the river.
The swordsman rode a gray donkey.
while walking.
The wind and snow gradually stopped.
Before we knew it, winter has passed, early spring has arrived, and it is a new year again.
The swordsman then realized what he had forgotten. To make up for it, he rode his donkey to a nearby town and bought a lot of food with a wave of his hand. It was very rich, with all kinds of delicacies from land and sea. He asked the waiter to pack it up and take it away. Then he went to the wild and enjoyed it happily with his donkey.
As a belated New Year's Eve dinner.
In the coming spring, all things are reborn and the world is full of vitality.
Every once in a while, we would encounter monks passing by. They seemed to be infected by this vibrant environment and were looking forward to the Ten Thousand Immortals Summit even more.
Will the fate of the monks also be like this, spending the cold winter without sunlight and welcoming the new year?
Of course... The monks passing by waved to Li Changxiao, said goodbye and left. They were already looking forward to the arrival of the Ten Thousand Immortals Summit.
The speed of the man and the donkey remains unchanged.
As he walked, Li Changxiao calculated the time in his heart. At this speed, he would just be able to reach his destination.
There are hundreds of kinds of people in the world.
On the way north, not all the monks were harmonious with each other. They would chat with each other when they met, and then say goodbye.
There are also cases where enemies become extremely jealous of each other when they meet, and there are also cases where they fight each other over a disagreement. There are also cases where people have sinister intentions and deliberately drag people into jail.
I don’t know how many figures fell in the snow and wind.
Whether it is seeking revenge, or seeking retaliation, or for some other reason, humans are the most complex creatures.
This journey is also risky for cultivators, and the risk is not low. At the very least, it may result in the loss of spiritual energy, and at the worst, it may result in death.
Just for monks.
The word "risk" is very common and often unavoidable.
If you choose to live a natural life, that's fine, and it's a safe path. However, practicing cultivation is against the will of heaven. If you are unwilling to take any risks, yet want to move up step by step, enjoy the blessings of heaven and earth, and the achievements of others, how is that possible?
……
Spring is in the air.
Li Changxiao opened a jar of plum wine that he had stored for months, sat on the green grass, and enjoyed the warm spring breeze.
He looked towards the south.
Take a sip of wine.
It is worthy of being one of the 31 famous wines in the world.
The fragrance lingers on the palate.
Lasts forever.
It tastes a little bitter, but then turns into sweet fragrance. The more you savor it, the more you will miss the aftertaste.
It’s like drinking an entire spring and winter.
Mei Sanniang's "Winter and Spring Plum Fragrance Wine" is well-known throughout the world. Li Changxiao has only heard of it but never tasted it. Although the three jars in his hands are not the real "Winter and Spring Plum Fragrance Wine", at least the winemaking skills are from the same person, so he can at least taste a taste of this world-famous wine.
I couldn't help but feel secretly happy.
He kept muttering to himself that now that spring had arrived, the innkeeper's wife, who came and went, should probably start brewing wine.
I wonder if I can take a few more jars next time I go.
……
Come to the inn.
Mei Sanniang sat in a rocking chair, ordering the waiter and the cook to bring out the plum blossoms picked in winter to make wine and dry them in the sun. Although she was sitting and enjoying herself, she kept muttering about her own hardships. She said that such a big inn was under the pressure of a woman like her, and she had to worry about all the trivial matters so much that her hair turned white and wrinkles appeared on her face.
The waiter Guan Bai's face turned bitter, he really couldn't be more coquettish than the proprietress. He knew that he had to carry this heavy burden himself. Well, it has always been like this anyway.
He reluctantly carried jars of plum blossoms from the cellar and spread them out in the yard to brew and dry. This job naturally did not require much strength, but it was extremely time-consuming and tiring. Compared to this, he would even rather count ants.
The Kanpaku had already cursed that fat man and that slut eight hundred times in his heart.
But after scolding, you still have to do the work at hand.
Suddenly, Mei Sanniang sneezed. She was very confused and took a few puffs of her pipe. The white smoke she exhaled swirled upwards. As the weather was getting warmer, the innkeeper's wife was wearing more and more revealing clothes, revealing everything that could be exposed, leaving only a few pieces of thin cloth. She frowned slightly and cursed out loud.
"Oh, I guess that drunkard is still coveting my wine."
The proprietress smiled coquettishly and added, "Hehe, maybe he's coveting me."
......
The sky is gray.
It's going to rain.
All in all, the little donkey is five years old this year and has grown a little taller. Unfortunately, a donkey is still a donkey, and no matter how tall it grows, it can never be as handsome as a horse.
The donkey felt inferior for a short time, but later, he started whistling at the mare again. This was his hobby. Li Changxiao had asked him some time ago whether he liked white horses, black horses, or yellow or gray horses.
The little donkey said the white horse without hesitation, but what he liked most was still carrying Lao Deng, traveling around the world, meeting all kinds of people, and seeing the colorful world.
It’s fine to tease the mare, but her IQ is too low and she is not worthy of me.
Upon hearing this, Li Changxiao joked with the little donkey that if the donkey liked it, he might really buy it a handsome white horse. Of course, if it wanted a donkey, that was also fine, so that it could "live and work in peace, get married and have children."
The little donkey was staring at the ants on the road.
It jumped and hopped, and purred a few times, calling Li Changxiao to come over and see. It was about to rain, but these ants did not return to their nest to hide from the rain. Instead, they kept circling on the ground.
The little donkey laughed.
It's stupid to laugh at them.
Spit on them.
Li Changxiao patted the donkey's head, took a look at it, frowned, and then relaxed. Maybe he was worrying too much, so he rode the donkey to hide from the rain.
soon.
It rained heavily.
A bolt of lightning suddenly struck down from the dark clouds.
Rumbling--
Loud.
The donkey was so frightened that it ran away.
Li Changxiao, on the other hand, was looking at the lightning and fell into deep thought.
This is not naturally occurring lightning.
Li Changxiao looked in the direction of the lightning.
Spiritual energy surged into his eyes.
I still can't see clearly, but I can vaguely feel that someone is fighting over there.
If it was an ordinary fight.
Li Changxiao was not interested.
But just now...
But then thunder magic appeared.
This magic, the most masculine and powerful magic in the world, has enough killing power to rank among the top three. None of the cultivators who master thunder magic are unknown. He is very curious... who is the one fighting?