Chapter Eighty-Five A Trace of Spiritual Root

  On New Year's Eve, I ran to the top of the mountain to catch the wind, and indeed, it didn't feel too good. However, fortunately, I didn't have to wait for long before I discovered that Murong Zhui Feng's aura began to change.

  "Old cow, look at him, his hands are frozen bright red, you quickly warm them up for him." I pretended to care, but actually didn't have any good intentions.

  Jin Gang didn't think much and grabbed Mu Rong's hand, starting to rub it, occasionally blowing hot air on it.

  When Murong Zhui Feng's breath was completely transformed into purple gas, I knew she woke up.

  Murong Zhui's expression turned solemn, and he looked down at the Golden Cannon, who was still holding his hands and panting, but he didn't have any extreme reaction. He simply withdrew his hands calmly and stood up.

  In my imagination, Murong Zhui Feng is a proud and aloof person. With Jin Gang's actions, he should have gotten at least three slaps and two kicks, but unexpectedly, Murong Zhui Feng didn't get angry with him.

  "You're going too slow, at this speed I won't make it to that day." Murong Zhui Feng knew his days were numbered and didn't waste any time, directly getting to the point.

  "Chasing the wind, what did you say?" Although I had told Jingang Cannon about Murong Zhui Feng's sobering experience before, Jingang Cannon still didn't come to his senses for a while.

  "We'll speed up, you take a look at the road ahead." I said, handing over the map and route guide of the Wind Chaser. Although we didn't dare to dawdle on this journey, we did waste quite some time on the isolated island in Qing Hu.

  "This is the handwriting of my younger brother, why didn't you take it out last time." Murong Zhui Feng naturally could also see at night, lowering his head to flip through the map and route left by Cheng Feng Dao Ren.

  "Are you awake?" Jin Gang Pao woke up and asked cautiously.

  Murong Zhui turned his head and took a glance at the Golden Gun, revealing a hint of a smile, and nodded slightly.

  "Last time, things happened in a rush and I didn't have time to take it out. Now we're lost and need you to guide us." I spoke urgently, knowing that Murong Chui Feng's lucid period wouldn't last long.

  "Little Shidi had previously taken this path, which was indeed a shortcut." Murong Zhui Feng didn't lift his head as he looked at the map. "However, this path is too perilous for you all."

  I and Jin Gang Pao were speechless, it was not just dangerous, several times we almost lost our lives.

  "Isn't there a safer way?" I asked hastily.

  "There is, unfortunately, I don't have enough time. If it weren't for my Purple Energy knocking on the door, you wouldn't be able to enter the Kunlun Immortal Palace." Murong Zhui Feng pointed down the mountain "Wasn't there a green dragon here before?"

  "There's a deputy dragon bone, and there's also a big toad over there, which was killed by us yesterday too." Jin Gang Pao is very pleased.

  Murong chased the wind and turned to see the golden cannon, a moment later he smiled and said "Xuan Xie's stupidity is detestable, people in the Taoist sect despise his filthiness, and no one bothers to take action."

  The mysterious mastermind who made a mess of me and Jin Gang Cannon, turned out to be someone else's trash that they were too lazy to deal with. Jin Gang Cannon and I couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

  "Take a look at what's next." I came back to myself and urged.

  Murong Zhui Feng raised his head and looked around for a moment, pointing northwest. "A hundred miles away, there is a river, and when we reach the riverbank, we can see the previous path." Murong Zhui Feng paused slightly. "Do you have any writing tools? Little brother's map was drawn over a thousand years ago, and most of the marks I remembered have changed by now."

  Jin Gang Pao heard this and hastily opened his backpack to rummage through it.

  "How much farther is the place we're going?" I asked in a spare moment. My back was all supplies, no paper or pen. Naturally, there's no need to search.

  "Less than three thousand miles." Murong Zhui Feng replied.

  "Can your Wind Movement Technique be used during this period of time when you're awake?" Murong Zhui Feng followed us all the way, and we had to endure wind and rain together. Seeing a girl suffer so much, both Jin Gang Pao and I felt reluctant to part with her.

  Murong Zhui Feng let out a soft sigh. "The Wind Movement Technique's air control is indeed exquisite, but it's still a Taoist technique and not a magical art. It can't just be used to float in the air indefinitely; it requires borrowing force and resting one's feet." Murong Zhui Feng shook his head lightly as he spoke, "At such a great distance, even if it were me, or even Second Brother, we would still need some time."

  My intention was to let me and Jin Gang Pao go first, and Mu Rong Zhui Feng would catch up later when we were near the destination, so as to reduce her hardship. Now it seems that this road is impassable. Second Brother Qi Yu Feng is the most skilled in practicing the Wind Movement Technique of the Observation School, and even if he traveled 3,000 miles, he would need a day and a night, while Mu Rong Zhui Feng can only stay awake for a moment, and when the time comes, she will get lost halfway.

  "Will this do?" Jin Gang Pao rummaged around for half a day and finally pulled out an eyebrow pencil, which looked like something he had bought with Mu Rong Zhui Feng yesterday afternoon as a toy for girls.

  Murong Zhuifeng took the eyebrow pencil from Jinggaocannon's hand, unfolded the map of Hanshui, and quickly wrote something on it. Suddenly, he stopped moving, looked at Jinggaocannon in a daze, and said "Niu Dage..."

  As soon as I heard her say that, I knew she was confused again. Otherwise, she wouldn't call Jin Gang Pao "Niu Da Ge". This is something I can be certain of without even needing to observe her demeanor.

  I let out a long sigh, took the map from Murong Zhui Feng's hand, and found that several places on the map had been altered by her. However, it was definitely not "most of it" as she claimed. Never mind, these changes weren't bad either.

  Knowing the path, no one dared to linger, and they set off immediately. Except for resting and relieving themselves, the horses didn't stop running, and with the relatively flat terrain underfoot, they finally saw the river water mentioned by Murong Zhui Feng at dawn.

  The river water is not turbulent, but very clear. Standing on the riverbank and looking north, I found the sixth spiritual energy marked on the map about 50 or 60 miles ahead.

  "Thanks to Murong Zhui Feng, otherwise it would be really hard to distinguish." I said to the Golden Gun behind me. The spiritual energy in front of us was indeed in the correct position, but it had already undergone a change. Its original color was light yellow, but Murong Zhui Feng had changed it to deep red.

  "Lao Yu, what is this divine grass?" Jin Gang Pao was heavily loaded and not light, with all the equipment, plus a rifle and bullets, and he looked slightly tired from walking.

  "It should be some kind of magical plant." I tightened the backpack behind me, that jar of cheese from Jin Gang Cannon had given me a hard time. The sixth road sign read "Kunlun divine grass white bone, a little spiritual root remains in the immortal mountain"

  "Plants? Why aren't those weird things instead?" All the way here, every air column made us shed our skin. We're used to the diamond cannons now.

  "The Wind Path people left behind a map, you think it's a trap map." I glanced at the Golden Cannon with my mouth.

  "Great, this time we finally encountered a good thing, let's hurry up and see what good things there are." Jin Gang Pao said as he quickened his pace.

  At noon, we took a short rest by the river. As we had eaten too well in the previous few days, our stomachs were full of oil and water, so this time we just simply ate some snacks.

  The terrain became increasingly steep, and near dusk, a mountain stream appeared before us. Turning right would have taken us off course, while turning left brought the stream into view, with turbulent water rushing through it, which was quite intimidating.

  "What now?" Jin Gang pointed at the mountain stream.

  "How many coils of climbing rope are left?" I asked, turning around. The terrain on the other side of the mountain stream in front of us was lower, and our current location was relatively high.

  "A hundred meters for two bundles, five hundred meters for one bundle." Jingang Cannon remembered the things in his backpack very clearly.

  "I jumped over and tied the rope, you slid over." The mountain stream was narrow, about ten zhang, which was just my limit distance.

  "You'd better give up. If it's really not possible, let's look for a higher place." Jin Gang Pao looked down at the mountain stream in front of him with a fearful expression.

  "The further up, the more deviated from the direction." I pointed my finger to the due north. The riverbank cliffs over there gradually widened, and the range of vision could already see the wide river surface above.

  "Are you sure?" Jin Gang Cannon raised his thumb to measure the distance "About thirty meters."

  "Alright." I nodded and said. After a few days of rest, my physical strength had fully recovered, and with the help of the Wind Movement Technique, I was completely confident that I could jump to the opposite bank.

  I released the 500-meter-long rope completely, tied one end to my waist, and Jin Gang Cannon wrapped the other end around a large tree on the top of the cliff and tied it to himself.

  I adjusted my breathing, sprinted a few steps, sprang into the air and landed smoothly on the opposite bank.

  Jin Gang cannon untied the other end of the rope, tied a stone block around the big tree and threw it to me. First, he pulled over the white wolf and the package, then hugged Murong Zhui Feng and slid down.

  "You're a real pervert." I cursed at Jin Gang Cannon with a smile. Unraveled the rope, coiled around the rope.

  "She's afraid." Jin Gang Pao said, pointing at Murong Zhui Feng.

  "The white wolf is also afraid, why don't you hug it." The white wolf was terrified of the previous fall and trembled all over.

  “......”

  A lone traveler gathered his luggage and continued on into the depths of the dense forest. Night began to fall.

  "Lao Yu, how did that red spirit energy change places?" Golden Gun mistakenly pointed at San Fa.

  The red spirit we observed earlier by the river should be just ahead, but as we approached, it turned out that the spirit actually appeared in the southwest, still dozens of miles away from us.

  "Let's find a place to rest first, and take another look when it gets light." I was also at a loss. The reference objects on the map of the Wind Chaser should not be able to choose things that move randomly, and besides, the Road Guide clearly stated what kind of divine grass it was. How could plants possibly move?

  In a few more rows, the strange scene reappeared, and green plants actually appeared between the mountains, and the surrounding temperature also rose significantly.

  "Is this an illusion?" Jin Gang Pao turned his head and asked me "Why don't these trees and weeds shed their leaves in the cold winter?"

  "It's not, I don't know" The scene in front of me is indeed a bit strange.

  "What's with the 'I don't know'?! If you know, just say it!" Jin Gang stopped and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

  "It's not an illusion. As for why the temperature is so high here, I don't know." I explained to Jin Gang Cannon "However, we need to be more careful, high temperatures mean more snakes and insects."

  The forest ahead became denser, with weeds growing thickly, and later it was almost impossible to move forward. Helplessly, I had to find a place with relatively fewer weeds and more even terrain to rest.

  "Lao Yu, did you say there's someone here?" Jin Gang Pao asked absent-mindedly.

  "Previously, that cliff was quite steep and treacherous, ordinary people couldn't pass through." I drew out the dry stick and placed it by my side. It's stuffy and humid here, unable to start a fire to ward off insects, but the dry stick not only has spiritual energy, it also carries a suppressing aura. For ordinary evil creatures, it has a certain restraining effect.

  "I could have sworn I just saw someone's shadow..."