After He Yiming left the Xie Clan, he did not continue on the mountain path. Instead, he followed the official road towards the Tian Luo Kingdom.
When he left, He Yiming declined all the gifts, but he accepted a famous colt from the Northern Kingdom from the Luo Family.
This horse was called "Hong Ling" and was only two years old. It was a rare red horse. What was even rarer was that it did not have a single stray hair. Moreover, its ability to carry weight was outstanding. Carrying He Yiming and the three hundred and sixty jin glaive was not strenuous at all.
Even an idiot would know how precious and rare this horse was. However, because of this, He Yiming accepted it.
Riding this horse, it only took him five days to leave the Fire Crow Kingdom and reach the Jin Lin Kingdom.
Actually, with Hong Ling's extreme speed, it did not even need five days. However, this was the first time He Yiming traveled alone. Moreover, it was not like the time when he traveled through the dense forest. Thus, in order to not take any wrong paths, he had to limit the speed of the horse.
Among the countries in the northwest, other than the three great powers, the rest of the countries only had a maximum of five counties. Among them, there was no lack of countries that only had a single county or a single county.
The Jin Lin Kingdom only had two counties. Among the kingdoms, it was ranked at the bottom. At this moment, He Yiming's heart was like an arrow. He did not have the slightest intention of stopping here. Thus, he urged the horse forward, wanting to return home as soon as possible.
After turning a mountain path, He Yiming pulled on the reins. His gaze swept across the ground, and his face could not help but reveal a surprised expression.
On this path, there were ten or so corpses. These corpses were covered in blood. It was clear that they were killed by weapons.
This was not the first time He Yiming had seen this kind of scene. No matter if it was the night when the Cheng Clan was robbed or the day when the Cheng Clan ambushed the Red-scarf Burglars, the number of casualties was far greater than this. Thus, He Yiming did not panic. Instead, he frowned and observed for a moment.
Around these corpses, there were many weapons scattered around. It had already been some time since this battle, but for some reason, no one had dealt with it.
He hesitated for a moment, his gaze falling on the scattered weapons on the ground. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat.
Ting Shiguang had once said that ordinary weapons were unable to withstand the infusion of Xiantian True Qi. Regarding this point, he had yet to try it out.
On horseback, He Yiming stretched out his hand, and a steel broadsword on the ground suddenly jumped up and landed in his hand.
He Yiming gently waved the saber. Although he didn't know the quality of the weapon, he had a feeling that this saber was undoubtedly the best among all the weapons scattered here.
The Raging Inferno Technique in his body began to revolve, and a powerful True Qi passed through the meridians in his arms and was transmitted to the large saber.
Instilling inner strength into a weapon to increase the power of the weapon was not a rare thing. However, Xiantian True Qi was obviously very different from Inner Strength.
The large saber in his hand did not seem to have any changes at first, but after a short few minutes, it began to turn red. Through the touch in his hand, He Yiming could even feel that the interior of the large saber had begun to crack. He sighed softly and threw the large saber down. However, just as the blade touched the ground, it immediately split apart.
Slightly shaking his head, He Yiming looked at his own palm in astonishment. He felt a trace of gratitude towards Ting Shiguang in his heart.
Regardless of the value of the steel magnet that this old man had given him, it was a treasure that could solve his urgent problems. This favor must be returned in the future.
His heart moved slightly, and he opened the bag on the horse's back, taking out the first section of the glaive.
Compared to the other two sections of the bare staff, this one meter long glaive seemed to have a different color. He Yiming believed that if his grandfather saw this glaive, he would not dare to acknowledge it.
After all, after imbuing the steel magnet, the glaive had some changes. It could no longer be the same as the original glaive.
A stream of pure Xiantian Zhen Qi was slowly infused into the large blade. He Yiming's movements were very careful. This was his large glaive. Although Ting Shiguang had once said that there wouldn't be any problems once the Fine Steel Magnet was infused into the glaive, He Yiming's movements were very careful. However, if there was a chance that the large saber could not withstand the impact of the Xiantian True Qi and was destroyed, then he would really want to cry but have no tears.
As the powerful True Qi was imbued into the large saber, the entire large saber was suffused with traces of red light. This red light was completely different from the red light on the large saber. It seemed to have a trace of spirituality, and it fluctuated according to the amount of True Qi.
He Yiming's eyes revealed a mixture of surprise and joy. This glaive was indeed able to withstand the imbuing of Xiantian True Qi without cracking. Not only that, this glaive was also able to transmit Xiantian True Qi and emit a certain range of glaive.
He casually waved the glaive towards the ground. As the glaive flickered, it immediately drew a deep mark on the ground. It was as if a knife was cutting tofu. There was no feeling of obstruction.
He was very happy in his heart. With another thought, a red lightsaber slowly emerged from the palm of his left hand. This lightsaber did not have a physical body. It purely relied on the Xiantian True Qi in his body and attracted some kind of energy from the outside world.
He picked up the large glaive and lightly touched the lightsaber in his hand.
In an instant, the lightsaber in He Yiming's hand dissipated, but the large glaive was not damaged in the slightest.
He Yiming secretly sighed. He already understood that although Xiantian True Qi could form a lightsaber in his hand, but this lightsaber's power was very limited. It could be said that it was very fragile.
If it was facing ordinary mud and trees, it could still show off a little. However, if it was facing the weapon of a Xiantian master, then the difference between the two was obvious. If he relied on the lightsaber in his hand to fight with the weapon of a master of the same level, he probably would not even know how he died.
Just as he was sighing in his heart, he faintly heard the sound of hurried horse hooves coming from the front.
He Yiming collected his thoughts and put the large glaive back into the cloth bag. He urged the horse to slowly move forward. As for the corpses on the ground, he was not in the mood to clean them up.
Just as he turned a corner, he saw seven or eight horses galloping past him. The riders on the horses were all sturdy, with cold expressions on their faces. There was not a trace of a smile on their faces. When they brushed past He Yiming, they all glanced in his direction. Every one of them had a cold glint in their eyes.
However, He Yiming did not care about the strength of these people. He simply ignored them and rode forward as if nothing had happened. Of course, under his control, the speed of Red Silk was also very slow. It was not much faster than the donkey in his hometown.
Not long after, the sound of horses galloping could be heard from behind. The knights had caught up to him from behind. When they overtook him, they glared at him with unkind eyes. However, they did not make things difficult for him. Instead, they continued to move forward.
However, He Yiming could already see that there was an additional corpse on the backs of three of the riders. Looking at the attire on the corpse, it was somewhat similar to these riders. He immediately understood that among the dozen of people who died, three of them were the companions of these riders.
These riders came and left in a hurry just for these three corpses. They could be considered as people who valued friendship and righteousness.
He lightly clamped his legs and the Red Silk Horse's speed immediately increased slightly. Since these riders did not find trouble with him, there was no need for him to stay here. As for the corpses behind him, he would wait for the officials to deal with them.
After a few hours, the sun was already setting in the west. However, there was a sound of people shouting and horses neighing in front of him.
He Yiming tilted his head and listened carefully. This was not some kind of battle, but the noise of a group of people gathered together.
He exerted more strength in his legs, and Red Silk galloped quickly this time. After a while, he saw a group of people starting to set up camp in front of him.
The northwest area was vast and boundless. Although there were many small and large countries, overall, it was still sparsely populated.
It was very common for people to travel for a day without finding a place to stay. Caravans that were traveling or doing business would often miss a place to stay due to various reasons. It was not rare to set up a tent in the wilderness for the night.
In just a few days, He Yiming had encountered it twice. This was already the third time. However, the previous two times he encountered it, it was only a small tent with a few people. This time, however, there were at least hundreds of people.
Before He Yiming's horse could get close, 5 riders ran out from among these people. They skillfully controlled their warhorses and welcomed him.
The moment the two parties approached each other, their faces had changed slightly. However, He Yiming had long recognized that they were the knights that he had met before.
One of the riders, who was in his forties or fifties, cupped his fists and said, "Friend, you've been following us all the way here. What can I do for you?"
Although these people had unfriendly looks on their faces, none of them acted rashly. Of course, this was also because He Yiming looked too young.
He Yiming was surprised. "Uncle, you're kidding, right? I'm walking my own path. I didn't follow you. "
The rider looked at He Yiming seriously. After a while, his face relaxed.
"Good horse."
A loud voice was heard from the group at the back. Following that, over 10 riders galloped over.
He Yiming looked up and saw over 10 burly men in the same clothes. They surrounded a young and handsome man and quickly arrived.
The young man's eyes were fixed on the Red Silk Horse, and a strange luster flashed in his eyes.
He Yiming's brows furrowed slightly. He had a premonition that trouble was about to befall them.
He was not afraid of trouble, but he hated it very much. If possible, he did not want to have a conflict with other people.
"Fan Qi, what happened? Who's this man?" The young man raised his horsewhip and pointed at He Yiming as he asked coldly.
The middle-aged man, who was the leader, bowed and answered, "Second Young Master, we were setting up camp when this gentleman came from behind, so we came up to interrogate him."
"Did you find out anything?" The young man's eyes lit up as he asked.
Fan Qi shook his head and said, "Second Young Master, this gentleman is just a traveler who passed by." With that, he turned to He Yiming and said, "Friend, this is Second Young Master Fan Haoyue from the Fan family in Jinlin Kingdom. Why don't you come and greet him?"
He Yiming was surprised. He looked at Fan Qi in surprise. The middle-aged man seemed to be hiding something for him, and from his tone, he even pointed out the other party's identity. Although he did not know the strength of the Fan family in Jinlin Kingdom, he definitely had good intentions. However, he did not have any friendship with the man, so he did not know why the man did this.
One of the men beside Fan Haoyue suddenly sized up He Yiming seriously, then whispered something in his ear.
After hearing the attendant's words, Fan Haoyue's eyes lit up, and he said loudly, "Fan Qi, so this person also came from that mountain path. Why didn't you say so?"
He Yiming finally remembered that the attendant beside Fan Haoyue was also one of the riders.
A helpless smile appeared on Fan Qi's face as he said, "Second Young Master, although this gentleman also came through the mountain path, he may not necessarily be a survivor of the Hu family."
Fan Haoyue snorted and said, "Fan Qi, I don't need you to tell me whether or not he is a survivor of the Hu family." He turned to He Yiming and said, "You, get off your horse immediately and wait for my interrogation."
He Yiming pointed at himself with a faint smile and said, "Are you talking to me?"
Fan Haoyue's face turned cold in an instant. He raised his head, and two riders immediately rushed out from behind him and rushed over.
Although He Yiming was already a master of the Xiantian realm, his face was too young, so it was impossible for these people to guess his true strength. The two riders, who were eager to perform meritorious deeds, only had the cultivation of about the sixth level of internal strength, which was more than enough to deal with ordinary teenagers. Unfortunately, they hit an iron plate today.
He Yiming glanced at Fan Haoyue's face and suddenly laughed. He squeezed his legs hard, and the red caltrop horse also rushed up.
The three riders passed each other in an instant. The two riders let out a cry of surprise, and then they were thrown high up. They did not jump up by themselves, but when He Yiming's hands touched them, they immediately flew up involuntarily.
Fan Qi and others were originally just watching from the sidelines, but He Yiming's move immediately made them exclaim. Among them, Fan Qi jumped up without hesitation. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he immediately jumped up like a spring and chased in the direction of He Yiming at a speed faster than a galloping horse.
He Yiming seemed to be unaware of the change behind him, and the red caltrop horse rushed toward Fan Haoyue like a red line.
The riders behind him were all in an uproar, and almost without hesitation, they urged their horses to meet him.
However, among these riders, the highest cultivation was only about the seventh level of internal strength. In He Yiming's eyes, they were no different from ordinary ants. He pulled and threw them out one by one like rubber balls.
Fortunately, He Yiming did not kill them, or they would have no way to survive. But even so, under his throw, these people fell heavily to the ground. Without a month of rest, they would not be able to recover.
At this moment, Fan Haoyue's face became pale. He finally knew that the person in front of him was far from someone he could provoke.
He pulled the reins and was about to escape, but the red caltrop horse was as fast as lightning, and it had already come to his side in an instant. He Yiming's laughter was endless, and his hands grabbed his arms like a mountain.
Fan Qi suddenly shouted, "Sir, please be merciful. We didn't mean to offend you."
He Yiming waved his hand, and Fan Haoyue flew high into the sky as if she was riding the clouds. Then, the red caltrop horse turned into a bolt of lightning, bypassed the camp in an instant, and galloped toward the distance.
Fan Qi rushed over quickly. When Fan Haoyue landed, he was already kneeling with one leg on the ground. He raised his hands and caught the dizzy Fan Haoyue firmly.
This series of changes happened so fast that it was unbelievable. Only then did the knights behind Fan Qi come to their senses. They surrounded He Yiming one by one and watched him gallop away in the distance with horrified looks on their faces.
Their internal strength cultivation was almost the same as that of the second young master's attendants. Since the young man could easily deal with the attendants, it would be easy for him to defeat them.
Soon, several riders came from the camp. The leader was 70% similar to Fan Haoyue, but he was slightly older. His eyes were full of a sinister look, and anyone who looked into his eyes would feel their hearts palpitate.
When he arrived, he looked around and asked in a deep voice, "Fan Qi, what's the matter?"
Fan Qi bowed respectfully and said, "Eldest Young Master, the second young master had a conflict with a passing gentleman, so …"
The Eldest Young Master frowned and said, "What conflict? Tell me in detail, don't hide anything."
Fan Qi smiled bitterly. He told the whole story without any exaggeration. Finally, he said, "Young Master, although that person is young, he is riding a horse. Moreover, I can't see through his cultivation at all. I tried to stop the second young master, but … "He paused and said," Fortunately, the second young master was not injured, and the man was merciful. "
The Eldest Young Master's face was livid, and he said angrily, "This good-for-nothing makes trouble for me every day. If he really ruins my plans, I won't spare him. "
At this time, Fan Haoyue had already woken up. When he saw his eldest brother, he was no longer frivolous. Obviously, he was very afraid of his eldest brother.
The Eldest Young Master glared at him and said, "Haoyue, how did that man offend you? Why are you so reckless? You should learn from Fan Qi. If you don't even have this bit of insight, you might as well stay at home. "
Fan Haoyue answered submissively, which was very different from his behavior just now.
The Eldest Young Master turned around and rode away, followed by Fan Qi and others. At this time, Fan Haoyue raised his head and looked in the direction He Yiming left, his eyes full of resentment.
PS: Tomorrow is Monday, and the White Crane will add a chapter at around 0.02 pm, and two chapters at 7: 30 pm. Five thousand a day. Looking for a recommendation ticket for next Monday.
However, the next Monday is the 15th. As for what day it is, I don't need Bai He to tell me. Therefore, I won't be updating on the 15th. On the 22nd, I'll be updating in the wee hours of the morning. Please forgive me. ^ _ ^ (To be continued, if you want to know the future, please go to www.qidian.com to read more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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