"Where is the sword mountain?" Ren Baqian asked.
"No one knows. Every sword slave knows that there is such a sword mountain. Countless people want to explore it, but no one has ever found it," Ning Caichen replied.
Ren Baqian thought about it and felt that this world needed a satellite. It was a pity that he didn't have money. He felt that he would eventually have money.
However, he couldn't bring such a big thing over. At the very least, he didn't bring his bed over.
He didn't know if it was because of the mattress and bed sheets, but he always brought the bed sheets over and back.
However, it was useless even if he brought them over. There was no launching device, no operating platform, and no debugging staff. How was he going to launch the satellite into the sky?
"Do spirit swords always choose newborn children?"
"Most of the time. Some people get it later, but it's rare."
"Are spirit swords alive?" Ren Baqian had always been curious about this.
"They are also alive, but they are different from us. The sword slaves could empathize with the pain and suffering they had suffered. If they are destroyed, the sword slaves will die too. "Ning Caichen stroked the sword. The green bead trembled slightly as if it was communicating with him.
"They can feel the pain when they are hurt?"
"Of course, they will convey their inner feelings to the sword slaves. For example, I feel pain all over my body now. "Ning Caichen continued to look aggrieved. Ren Baqian felt that half of his expression was due to the pain.
"How many sword masters are there?"
"I'm not sure. Usually, there are only about 100 of them. Only when the world is in chaos will more sword masters be born. According to records, thousands of years ago, there were thousands of sword masters in the world at the same time. That was a magnificent era. Countless heroes moved unhindered in the world. Just thinking about it makes one fascinated. "
Speaking of that magnificent era, Ning Caichen's eyes lit up. He had always yearned for that era. However, when he thought of the green bead being shot down halfway, he immediately lost all his thoughts. His eyes dimmed, and his whole body emitted a miserable feeling.
Ren Baqian was filled with fantasies and expectations for this world while Ning Caichen was dejected.
The aboriginals on the mountain continued to do what they were supposed to do. Some people thought of something from the voice just now, but most of them didn't understand. Nowadays, the Sword Master rarely appeared. Most of them were in Great Xia, so the aboriginals didn't know much about him.
Everyone at the foot of the mountain also went back to rest. Many of them had guessed what the sound was, but they didn't know what happened after Qi Zixiao shot that arrow. His guess was that someone was unlucky.
The empress was reclining in the carriage with a thick layer of animal skin under her. Qing Yuan and Hong Luan were massaging her legs and shoulders respectively. The empress was drinking wine by herself.
"Your Majesty, what was that sound just now?" Hong Luan asked softly. As the empress's maid, she was experienced and knowledgeable, but she was still very curious about the situation just now.
Hearing Hong Luan's question, Qing Yuan also pricked up her ears.
"It's just a small bug. It's too noisy and disturbed me," the empress said casually.
Seeing that the empress wasn't going to say much, the two of them didn't probe further.
If Ning Caichen and Green Bead heard what the empress said, they would probably be heartbroken.
If Green Bead was a little more low-key and didn't nag so much, she probably wouldn't be in such a miserable state now.
Whether it was as a person or as a sword, sometimes it was better to keep a low profile.
Nothing else happened that night. After going through all kinds of things for the day, Ren Baqian was already extremely tired. In the middle of the night, he added some branches to the bonfire, leaving Ning Caichen, whose entire body was in pain, to lie on the ground and fall asleep.
His body was covered with pebbles. After lying on the ground for a long time, his entire body was in pain. Even so, he didn't care anymore. It was obvious that the events of the day had caused him to be exhausted.
His body was tired, and so was his heart.
Ren Baqian was awoken by the cold. The sky was already bright, and a layer of white fog had risen in the surroundings. He sat up from the ground and realized that the water vapor in the forest had wet his clothes. The bonfire had also been extinguished. No wonder it was so cold.
Ning Caichen was hugging his sword. His eyes were already closed, but his eyebrows were still tightly knitted.
Ren Baqian got up and tried to search the bonfire. There wasn't a single spark, and he couldn't be bothered to torment himself. He just hugged his arms and waited for daybreak. Thinking that he would be able to leave the mountain in a while, Ren Baqian felt elated. The most dangerous night was finally over.
After an hour, Ning Caichen woke up as well.
After waking up this time, she was more or less normal. At least, she didn't look like a resentful woman anymore.
"Wait a while more. Start a fire and cook something to eat. After that, we will leave the mountain before noon," Ren Baqian said.
Ning Caichen nodded his head and continued to hug his sword.
When the sun rose from afar, the fog in the mountain had lessened. Ren Baqian then went to the surrounding area to pick up some tree branches.
He started a fire and roasted the meat. When the meat was done, it was already seven or eight o 'clock. Both of them ate a simple meal and got up to leave the mountain.
Ren Baqian was still holding a crossbow in one hand and a tree branch in the other, alerting the enemy in the forest. On the other hand, Ning Caichen was hugging his sword with both hands, looking like a sunset warrior as he followed behind him.
Ren Baqian walked along the stream. When he saw the stall of Lao Gan Ma from yesterday, Ren Baqian's gaze swept across it. Immediately, he ran over and used a tree branch to search the stall. Soon after, he carefully took out something from the stall.
When Ning Caichen saw the thing in Ren Baqian's hand, a disgusted look appeared on his face.
Ren Baqian didn't dislike it. If he didn't see wrongly, this should be that thing, right? The saber-toothed tiger's penis could also be considered as a tiger's penis, right? This good thing wasn't smashed. He was really lucky.
He could take it back and give it to Chen Qing. That guy should need this treasure.
At this moment, on the way down the mountain, Ren Baqian didn't have the same look of bitterness and hatred as yesterday. Instead, he started to think about other things. After washing it in the stream, Ren Baqian started to think about how to bring it back.
He couldn't carry it in his hands. There were some other things in his waist bag. If he put this thing in, it would get dirty.
"Brother, help me carry it down the mountain. I can't carry it in my hands." Ren Baqian put on a smile and asked Ning Caichen.
Ning Caichen's face twitched. His head was like a rattle drum.
Ren Baqian saw that Ning Caichen wouldn't touch it even if he killed him. He couldn't bear to throw it away either. Hence, he tore a strip of cloth from his body and rolled it up before stuffing it into his waist bag.
Originally, his clothes were torn in many places in the forest. Furthermore, he tore it twice. At this moment, he looked like a beggar. He and the ragged Ning Caichen were like a pair of brothers in hardship.
The path down the mountain was much easier than going up the mountain. After walking for a while, they started to see figures. Du Changkong was carrying a mace on his back. He was holding a ball in both his hands and sprinting away. His speed was quite fast. Before Ren Baqian could say anything, Du Changkong had already run far away.
Not long after, Ren Baqian saw someone carrying a toothed tiger that had already died. It was one size bigger than the one from yesterday. However, its head was smashed like a sachima.
When Ren Baqian saw the many mounts and carriages at the edge of the forest, tears started to well up in his eyes. He finally got out of this godforsaken forest alive.
At the foot of the mountain, he saw that the nearby open space was filled with all kinds of prey. There was even someone recording at the side.
The two of them came out empty-handed. When the others saw them, they didn't care.
Quan Yonghe and Quan Yonglin came out from behind them. Quan Yonghe's face was filled with unhappiness while Quan Yonglin was laughing dryly.
The two of them were also empty-handed. Quan Yonglin had a few more wounds on his body. Especially his waist, it was dyed red with blood.
Ren Baqian turned around and looked at the two of them. Needless to say, even if they encountered prey, they would have been smashed into smithereens by Quan Yonglin.
Without caring about anything else, Ren Baqian ran to report to the empress in his dirty clothes.
This time, it was a form of punishment for him to spend the night on the mountain. Only by making himself look more miserable would people sympathize with him.
"Your Majesty, I almost couldn't make it back this time." Upon seeing the empress, Ren Baqian immediately started to lament.
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