With the help of the [Mantra Dan with Nine Secret Words], Ji Hao hid Mr Crow's sense of power and quietly left the Cold Stream Valley.
Mr Crow had been badly injured a few days ago. Although it had recovered by half, the muscles on its wings were still sore and couldn't fly. In the heavy rain, Ji Hao held Mr Crow, who had shrunk to a small size, in his arms, and cast the [Mantra Dan with Nine Secret Words], quickly moving through the dense jungle.
The air was filled with dense water power. Ji Hao cast the [Mantra Dan with Nine Secret Words], and was like a fish that had returned to the ocean. He was able to move thousands of miles within a day and a night.
Ji Zhuo was one of the oldest elders of the Fire Crow Clan. In the Southern Wasteland, elders who had lived long enough were the greatest wealth of a clan. They were knowledgeable and knew a lot about all kinds of secrets.
For example, in a secret valley fifty thousand miles away from the Cold Stream Valley, there was a small fort that was secretly built by the Zhu Rong Country. Divine guards were stationed in the fort all year round, and there was a teleporting magic formation that led directly to the central area of the Zhu Rong Country. How could ordinary Southern Wasteland barbarians possibly know about this kind of top secret information?
"Mr Crow, if we travel day and night, we should be able to get there in about seven days."
Said Ji Hao in a low voice, while putting a pill made by Qing Fu into Mr Crow's hand.
Mr Crow unhappily flapped its wings and cawed in a deep and listless voice. If he could fly as fast as he could, he could get there within two hours. But now, Ji Hao could only rely on himself.
Before, Ji Hao could lend Ji Zhuo's contracted Fire Crow to him in the Cold Stream Valley. However, a few days ago, Ji Zhuo had fought against the enemies for a few times, and his contracted Fire Crow had been badly injured as well. Ji Hao could only rely on himself for the rescue mission, which would determine the success of the Cold Stream Valley.
"Alright, Mr Crow, take care of yourself. When you recover, we will kill all those stinky snakes... What do you think, should we go to Pu Ban city, or wait for Po?"
Mr Crow popped up his eyes and fell into deep thought.
The sky was bright, then dark, then bright. Three days and three nights had passed in the blink of an eye. Ji Hao had been running in the jungle for three days without any rest, and had covered over twenty thousand miles. With the help of the [Mantra Dan with Nine Secret Words] and the cover of the heavy rain, Ji Hao had safely passed through the territories of quite a few dangerous beasts. He had already covered half of the journey.
Mr Crow had been continuously taking Qing Fu's magic medicine to nourish his body, and his injuries had largely recovered. He stood on Ji Hao's shoulder and flapped his wings from time to time, telling Ji Hao that he would be able to fly after a day and a half.
Although his speed was definitely not as fast as when he was at his peak, at least he was much faster than the current Ji Hao.
After running for another half a day, Ji Hao abruptly stopped and let out a long breath. From his chest, a cloud of turbid gas spewed out for a few hundred feet, evaporating all the raindrops along the way. A stream of white gas as thick as a water bucket quickly appeared in the curtain of rain.
Taking a few deep breaths, Ji Hao locked his fingers together and let the surrounding natural power flow into his body, being absorbed by the Golden Dan. After running for half a day, over ninety percent of the power contained in the Golden Dan had been consumed. Ji Hao adjusted his breathing, and his power was constantly recovering.
Around Ji Hao, all the raindrops within a radius of a hundred feet had been strangely twisted. The raindrops fell on the ground while swirling in the air, and quickly merged into the puddles on the ground, without causing even a slight splash.
Even the clattering sound of the rain had disappeared. The jungle miles around Ji Hao was completely silent. The wind didn't blow, the trees didn't move, and neither did the grass. Even the raindrops were falling slower and slower, and seemed to be frozen in the air.
Ji Hao's soul had connected with the universe, and his every move could change the weather. After he had condensed his Golden Dan with the [Mantra Dan with Nine Secret Words], all kinds of strange scenes had been happening with every move of his, and every breath he took. Ji Hao had been trying his best to recover his power, so he didn't have the time to block these strange scenes.
Miles away, the rain curtain in the jungle suddenly split into two. Two young men, who were wearing white flax clothes, barefooted, and had long hair hanging loosely on their shoulders, walked out of the rain curtain. They were holding a bamboo stick in their hands.
Every step they took seemed to be supported by a sphere of invisible power. Even though they had walked for a long distance in the jungle, their bare feet still hadn't been stained by even a little bit of mud.
Both of them were tall and handsome, with straight noses and sunken eyes. Their faces were like statues, and their eyes were shining with a mysterious light. Every single move they made was filled with an indescribable, mysterious charm, and attracted people's attention like a whirlpool.
With faint smiles on their faces, the two of them suddenly flew up into the air, stood on the branch of a big tree, and looked at the strange scene that had been created by Ji Hao, who was recovering his power, miles away. The relaxed smiles on their faces had disappeared, and the faces of both of them had turned a bit dark.
"The unity of nature and human beings, natural and perfect, this kid's power is really amazing."
"I wonder which family is he from? I didn't think that there would be such a wonderful kid in the Southern Wasteland. He's so young, but it's not easy. "
"Which family can he be from? The great power of nature is like a bird flying into the woods, it can only be absorbed and never left. Apart from these few families, who else in the Southern Wasteland could have such a great power? No matter which family he is from, he's not from our family. "
"If he's not from our family, then he's really going to die."
The two of them laughed and talked for a while, then glanced at each other and nodded. Their feet tapped against the treetops, and immediately flew towards Ji Hao, as light as a feather.
Silently, the two of them approached Ji Hao for five miles, three miles, two miles …
When they were still a mile away from Ji Hao, the gust of wind brought up by their bodies suddenly bumped into a raindrop floating in the air. Ji Hao quivered intensely, as if he was an old spider that was coiled in the middle of a spider web, and someone had just touched the edge of the spider web. He instantly opened his eyes and threw a fierce glance at the direction where the raindrop was touched.
From the dense woods of the divine mountain, two young men, who were wearing white robes and had long hair, and had weird smiles on their faces, were walking side by side on the wind. Seeing this, Ji Hao subconsciously locked his fingers together, and the surrounding watery mist surged into his hand, transforming into a divine thunder of Gui Water, which was silently activated.
When the divine thunder was activated, Ji Hao instinctively thought of many famous and strange legends in his previous life. Who asked these two young men to be so weirdly dressed, and move without making any sound? Their skin was so white and smooth, as if they had been smeared with powder?
In the Southern Wasteland, Ji Hao had never seen such a beautiful and fair-skinned man!
The divine thunder of Gui Water was silently activated, but it was incredibly fast. The fist-sized black thunderbolt flashed across the air and reached in front of the two young men within a moment, then silently exploded. The strong and fierce power spread out towards all directions like a tsunami, along with a bone-piercing penetrating power.
Two young men were flying over with smiles on their faces. Suddenly, a stream of Gui Water Yin Thunder exploded. Their white clothes were blasted apart, revealing the luxurious white silk shirts underneath. At the same time, these shirts kept spurting out beams of white light, firmly blocking the soft power of the water thunder.
"My friend, please wait!" The two young men shouted out simultaneously.
"Friend?" Ji Hao raised his eyebrows and said, "My two brothers, what do you mean by 'friend'? Is it edible? "
Ji Hao had decided to play dumb till the end.
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