After waiting for a long time, the carriage started moving again, but the thoughts of the people in the carriage and the driver were still focused on the previous adventure.
Since the fog has dissipated, there is no need to lead the horses forward anymore. The coachmen all sat back in their cars and drove the carriage forward.
When all the carriages were gone and a shadow moved on the big tree on the roadside, Ji Yuan jumped down from the tree again.
“Whether you can do it or not, and how useful it will be if you do it, is not something I can decide!”
For that herring, Ji Yuan had a particularly good impression, and this good impression was different from that of Lu Shanjun and Red Fox, different from that old turtle, and even more different from that river **** Baijiao. It was a kind of good impression. Pure goodwill.
Especially when he was drunk and came to swim beside the boat, it was also out of a desire for beautiful things like rice wine. He was not afraid of Ji Yuan or flattering at all. From Ji Yuan’s perspective, he saw It’s a rare kind of “clean”.
‘I’ll see you again someday! ’
With this thought, Ji Yuan smiled, walked forward, and took out a dry biscuit from his bag. Because of the spiritual energy, it was not broken, so he gnawed it boldly. .
Only take the official road, and ask someone for directions when you have the chance. This time Ji Yuan also took advantage of the convenience of traveling in a straight line, and took detours to avoid bumping into any ravines.
Although Ji Yuan is not the Xiaoyao Xian he longed for, he is still confident in his foot strength. It will definitely not be worse than that of a galloping horse, and his endurance and recovery are much better than that of a horse. It still takes time to walk like this. It took more than half a month to get out of Jizhou territory, and I had a more intuitive understanding of the entire Dazhen territory.
Of course, this is also related to Ji Yuan’s route and relatively regular schedule. Although he felt that he was always on the road, he saw a sideshow, watched a monkey show, attended a village banquet, and searched for local wine, which was also a delay. for some time.
. . .
June 21st, the great heat.
Unknowingly, it was already midsummer, the hottest period of the year, and Ji Yuan finally arrived at the Aidou Mountain where the tomb of Zuo Kuangtu was located.
It was only when Ji Yuan saw that mountain that he finally understood why the name of the mountain was so weird.
Looking around, I can see that all the mountains in Aidu Mountain are relatively flat and low. Many of them look like arched generals’ belly. There are very few towering peaks. The names given by the locals are simple and crude.
“This Zuo Kuangzu has been dead for decades. I wonder if anyone has taken care of the tomb, whether it has been buried or collapsed…”
Ji Yuan murmured and found a place nearby from the official road to enter the mountain, intending to first find the “Navel Peak Line” that he understood in the Jianyi post.
From morning to afternoon, Ji Yuan finally found out what the so-called Navel Peak Line is.
Looking at the rocks in front of him, which were only a little over half a foot high and less than two feet wide, and surrounded by numerous weeds and wildflowers, Ji Yuan was slightly speechless.
The fact that this can be called Navel Peak is really a reflection of Zuo Daxia’s abstract style. If we insist on taking a closer look, there are at least a dozen places in the entire Aidu Mountain that can be called Navel Peak.
Ji Yuan knelt down and used his oil-paper umbrella to push aside a patch of tall weeds, revealing the mottled tombstones and earthen graves that had collapsed a lot.
The writing on the tombstone should have been carved with a sword, and obvious sharp marks can be seen on the edge. It reads: The tomb of my father Zuo Li, and the unfilial son Zuo Qiu.
‘Zuo Kuangtu is indeed not called Zuo Kuangtu. Maybe after a few decades, not many people in the martial arts world will know his real name. ’
Looking at the overgrown weeds around the tomb, Ji Yuan couldn’t help but sigh.
“Master Zuo! I remember that you were the only one in the martial arts world with your martial arts, but in the end you didn’t even have the Qingming Festival to add a bunch of people…”
The Zuo family may have encountered some changes, or Zuo Li has made some instructions, or the descendants have simply forgotten this tomb, even though they know that decades are a long time for ordinary families, but After all, Zuo Li was a person who once stood at the pinnacle of the world, and even his current fate couldn’t help but feel a little sad.
After bowing three times to Zuo Li’s tomb, Ji Yuan lightly jumped onto the rock behind the tomb.
The big stone was also covered with a lot of soil and overgrown with dense weeds. Ji Yuan raised his foot and stepped heavily on an exposed stone foundation.
“Bang~~”
As the sound echoed, Ji Yuan listened carefully, then smiled, walked to the center of the big rock, pulled out the weeds, and dug hard with a small stone slab. After digging for more than a dozen times, he hit something hard.
Move away the blocking stone, and there is a dark yellow wooden box hidden underneath. There is also a rotten piece on the side of the wooden box that looks like it is the hilt of a sword.
Ji Yuan looked happy, stretched out his hand to take out the heavy wooden box, and wanted to lift the long sword up. However, when he grabbed the hilt, he found that it was completely rotten and fell off on its own when touched, so he had to hold on to the slightly raw sword. Lift up the rusty metal handle.
The rumored long sword Qingying does not look like a divine weapon at all. The hilt is corroded and peeled off, the scabbard is rotten, and even the sword is stained with rust.
An ordinary martial artist might be disappointed, but in Ji Yuan’s eyes, he knew that these were all appearances. The long sword in front of him was very clear in his eyes, and there was even a sense of agility flowing through the sword.
Ji Yuan reached out and flicked the sword.
“Ding~~~”
The sound was very clear and crisp, and the sword body shook with a burst of invisible air ripples.
Ji Yuanzai stretched out his hand and gently stroked the sword body to the tip. A trace of spiritual energy flowed into the sword body along the lines of his fingertips, and asked the sword gently in a neutral and calm voice.
“Would you like to see the light of day again with Ji?”
As soon as the words fell.
“Buzz~~”
The sword body actually shook slightly by itself, dispersing a lot of dust on the sword body.
“Good, good, good sword! Sure enough, it has its own spirituality!”
This long sword Qingying gave Ji Yuan a great surprise. The sword technique secret book must be even more amazing, right?
With this strong sense of expectation, Ji Yuan could not restrain his excitement. He sat cross-legged on the stone, placed Qingying across his knees, and solemnly opened the wooden box that should be made of nanmu with both hands. .
The edges of the box were sealed with thick wax. After opening, there was a faint scent of Nan inside the box, and a martial arts secret book lay at the bottom of the box.
Ji Yuan picked it up and took a look. The impressive name was “Zuoli Sword Code”. He couldn’t bear his curiosity, and even though he knew his eyesight was poor, he still started to flip through it.
Zuo Li must have put a lot of effort into writing this secret book. As the peak innate master, there is also a hint of intention in it. Although it is not as clear as the sword intention post, Ji Yuan can actually see it in a slightly blurry way. Clear most of the text.
It’s just that this surprise becomes less and less as the reading progresses.
In the middle of the night, Ji Yuan sat cross-legged on the stone and still didn’t get up, but the book was already casually placed on his lap.
“What’s this? What’s the secret of Jianyitie’s ability to transform one’s mind into one’s own form and get carried away? No matter how exquisite this secret book is, what’s the difference between looking at Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com and ordinary internal skill secret books plus one move at a time? No matter how subtle it is…is there a hidden grid under the stone?”
Ji Yuan looked at the small pit again without giving up, then reached out and slapped the rock with his palm.
“Bang~~~”
Because it was late at night, the sound was more obvious in the silence. After listening carefully, he still couldn’t hear that any part of the stone was empty. Ji Yuan understood that this palm was just a deception.
After a long time, the slight feeling of loss gradually faded away.
“Haha, I got the Sword Intention Post and the Long Sword Qingying, what else is there to be dissatisfied about? Master Zuo is already good enough for me to trick someone!”
After stuffing the secret book into the bag, picking up the long sword and holding up the nanmu box, Ji Yuan jumped off the boulder lightly.
Looking at the handleless appearance of the long sword, Ji Yuan had a thought in his mind. He casually broke off a vine of suitable thickness on the edge and wrapped it around the tail of the sword. The spiritual energy was poured into the sword and the mana was stirred up. There was a vague mist filling the air. The vines gradually become green and green, forming a special vine hilt.
“Although your spirituality is mature, it is limited by gold and iron. This ivy-rooted long sword just complements your energy. It will become your sword hilt and integrate with you. I will nourish it with spiritual energy.”
After saying this, Ji Yuan stood in front of Zuo Li’s tomb with his sword in hand. He originally wanted to weed the grass, but stood by the tomb and looked at it, but he felt that it was good to do it now.
He only left a piece of pancake and the last uneaten sauced rabbit leg in front of the tombstone, and then Ji Yuan walked away.
“Use it slowly, Master Zuo!”
Knowing that there is no ghost in the tomb, Ji Yuan’s words before leaving still echo in front of the tomb.
This nanmu box may be exchanged for some money. As for this secret book, it is better to return it to the descendants of the Zuo family…if there are any descendants.