Standing in the reeds and gazing at the boundless plain, Nanke's small face was expressionless. Her eyes were still as apathetic, or perhaps lifeless, as usual. Only her slightly trembling hands, hanging by her skirt, indicated that she was currently somewhat weak. At the same time, it also indicated just how angry Chen Changsheng's successful escape had made her.
Several dozen white scars remained in the sky above the plain. Those were the effects of the incomparably tyrannical and powerful Peacock Plume, which could almost tear apart space. In such a short amount of time, she had actually launched so many attacks at Chen Changsheng. It was no wonder that her face was so pale and she had consumed so much true essence.
Under normal circumstances, with a distance of several dozen zhang between them, Chen Changsheng would have long since been turned into minced meat. However, this most mysterious plain of the Garden of Zhou really did have some unfathomable peculiarities. The space that seemed clear and empty was actually distorted. The world that one saw from outside the plain was unable to accurately overlap with reality. Her attack had not even been able to touch Chen Changsheng's clothes.
A breeze gently blew across the sea of grass and the reeds, making her hair even more disheveled. Her mood was also the same. Her chest rose and fell slightly, and her breathing was very rough. Looking at her back, he knew that she was on the verge of exploding, or perhaps in the midst of an explosion. The zither-playing old man was silent, and the two maids did not even make a sound.
"I want to go in." Nanke suddenly said. Her extremely childish appearance was filled with an undeniable meaning.
Of course, this was because she knew that this decision would inevitably be met with opposition, even from her most loyal subordinates and servants who were most afraid of her.
As expected, the zither-playing old man was greatly alarmed. Without hesitation, he said, "Absolutely not."
Nanke slightly raised her eyebrows and said somewhat impatiently, "Why not?"
The zither-playing old man gazed at the seemingly beautiful plain in front of him. With some fear, he said, "From the opening of the Garden of Zhou until now, no one has ever been able to walk out of this plain."
Nanke expressionlessly said, "That's someone else, not me."
The zither-playing old man did not back down. He said, "Even if it's Your Highness, in front of this plain, there's nothing special about it."
Nanke raised her right hand and brushed out a black curtain in front of her. She looked at the four faintly discernible life lamps that were constantly changing positions as if they were leaping about. She said, "In terms of understanding of the Garden of Zhou, there is no one on the continent that can surpass Teacher. With Teacher's help, I have the confidence to leave this plain."
Hearing these words, the zither-playing old man fell silent for a while. This time, the Demon race's plot against the Garden of Zhou relied most heavily on Lord Black Robe's understanding of the Garden of Zhou. Before this, who would have thought that other than the main gate, the Garden of Zhou actually had another gate, and that this gate was actually under Lord Black Robe's control? After entering the Garden of Zhou, he had followed the Fate Lanterns in search of those young human geniuses that he had to kill. Every time he understood a little more of Black Robe's arrangements for this matter, the reverence the zither-playing old man had for him deepened. He felt that Black Robe was even more mysterious and unfathomable. Now that he heard Nanke's words, he was momentarily unable to refute them, and even somewhat believed them.
"But … why must we enter this grassland? Xu You Rong and the other three have already been chased into the plains. They can't possibly come out alive. "
"Xu You Rong and Chen Changsheng are together, and this makes me feel somewhat uneasy. Don't forget, one of them is the reincarnation of the Heavenly Phoenix, and the other only used a year to cultivate to the upper level of Ethereal Opening. All of the humans view their existence as a miracle, so who knows if they will really create a miracle if they work together? So I want to go in. Even if they really can create a new miracle, I will personally kill them. "
Nanke silently thought in her heart. Especially Chen Changsheng, he must die.
Seeing her determination, the zither-playing old man said no more and sighed. He took off the zither that he had just repaired this morning, placed it across his knees, and began to play a tune.
As the tune of the zither traveled into the grassland, the weeds that were even taller than people could faintly make out some rustling sounds, but it was unknown what they were.
The old man came from the Candle Shadow Shaman tribe, and was an expert in attacking and controlling the spiritual world. The sound of his zither could, to a certain extent, control, or at least expel those low-level monsters. Although it could not affect those truly powerful monsters, if one wanted to walk through the grassland, the sound of the zither could bring them a lot of convenience. There was naturally a reason why Black Robe had arranged for him to follow Nanke into the Garden of Zhou.
Much of Nanke's confidence also came from this, from her absolute trust in her teacher. She was also extremely afraid of this vast and mysterious grassland, so when she first chased after Xu Yourong and when she faced Chen Changsheng, she had always controlled her emotions. She did not want these human opponents to feel that they had already entered a desperate situation and thus hide in the grassland. However, Chen Changsheng had already carried Xu Yourong in.
Other than expelling the nearby monsters, the sound of the zither was also a method of communication. Not too long later, there was only the sound of heavy footsteps. Liu Wan 'er and Teng Xiaoming, carrying a pole and a pot, also arrived. Towards this Demon General couple, Nanke's expression was clearly much more respectful. She slowly explained her decision.
After a moment of silence, the Demon General couple continued to use their silence to express their agreement. The sound of the zither and the sound of water flowed gently. A group of demon experts broke through the reeds and entered the grassland. This boundless grassland was not a forest, but to this pursuit, to the hunter and the prey, it was an extremely unfamiliar forest. They would face the same dangers.
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There were many legends about the vast and mysterious grassland in the Garden of Zhou, but because no one had ever entered the grassland and returned alive, the reliability of those legends was naturally very questionable. Moreover, the majority of the legends were too absurd — only by truly entering the grassland would one know what was inside. Just like how one had to taste a pepper to know that it was not poisonous, the burning sensation was also not true fire.
Zhexiu had already carried Qi Jian through the grassland for a day and a night, but he still did not have a very clear understanding of the grassland. He only knew that all he could see in front of him was grass, and when he turned his head, there was grass. There was grass everywhere. Only when morning arrived did they realize that the ground beneath their feet was gradually becoming less and less. On the contrary, the puddles of water under the weeds were increasing and the soil was becoming softer and softer.
The grassland gradually became a wetland. Walking in this sort of environment became more and more difficult. Although there were not many mosquitoes, the number of monsters hiding in the grass was increasing. Just when the morning sun completely illuminated the wetland, a group of monsters finally could not resist the temptation of fresh meat. Ignoring the valiant Qi exuding from Zhexiu's body, they began to attack them.
For a moment, the grass was sent flying, the puddles of water were shattered into tens of thousands of golden leaves, and the blood of monsters incessantly sprayed. Only when several corpses of monsters were left behind did the group of monsters be forced to retreat.
Zhexiu used his hand to chop off a lot of grass and spread it on the wet ground. He helped Qi Jian sit down, then sat cross-legged and began to meditate. From start to finish, he had fought this battle alone, so it could not be said to be too difficult. However, the poison of the Peacock Plume that had been suppressed by the true essence in his eyes seemed to show signs of corroding his sea of consciousness. He had to deal with it.
Qi Jian leaned against the slightly hard grass and gazed at the nearby corpse of a pitch-black scaleless snake that was even larger than a roof beam. His face was very pale.
His injuries were very severe. Liang Xiaoxiao's sneak attack yesterday by the lake had been too ruthless. Not only had it pierced through his abdomen, it had also been extremely treacherous. He had attached true essence to the edge of the sword and sent it into his body, directly shattering two of his most important meridians and also leaving behind many wounds on his internal organs that were difficult to recover from. Although the rate at which his blood flowed had already become extremely slow, it was still constantly overflowing.
Suffering such heavy injuries, let alone fighting, he could not even stand up. He could only be carried by Zhexiu and watch as Zhexiu battled with those terrifying monsters, fighting, shouting, silent, and in pain. This reality made him feel very sad, and he felt like a piece of trash — Zhexiu could not see, but he still had to protect him.
After some time, Zhexiu woke up. Without opening his eyes, he slowly moved to Qi Jian's side. It was very obvious that after one day and one night, he had already gradually gotten used to the fact that he could not see. He grasped Qi Jian's wrist and silently listened to his pulse. Then he took out a pill from his bosom and fed it to Qi Jian.
Because he could not see, when he fed Qi Jian the pill, his finger touched Qi Jian's lips.
Qi Jian's lips were somewhat dry, and there was even some skin that had cracked from thirst, but it still felt somewhat soft. This caused Zhexiu's finger to stiffen, and he suddenly said, "If only Chen Changsheng was here."
He was trying to find something to say, but Qi Jian did not understand. He asked, "Why?"
Only then did Zhexiu confirm that Qi Jian did not care that his lips had been touched. After a pause, he said, "His medical skills are very brilliant. Even if he can't cure me of the poison, he should be able to treat your injuries."
Qi Jian was rather curious about the Orthodox Academy, but now was clearly not a good time to chat, so after he expressed his agreement, he said no more. Only by not speaking could he devote his energy and time to recovering his physical strength and true essence.
Zhexiu understood his meaning. He closed his eyes and continued to meditate, except now he was sitting at Qi Jian's side. Qi Jian only needed to open his eyes to see the side of Zhexiu's face.
On this journey, he had already slept for far too long, so much so that there were many times when he had forgotten to give Zhexiu directions. Of course, in this boundless grassland where there was no distinction between front and back, there truly was no need to give directions. In short, he had already slept for far too long, so even though he was still weak, he did not want to rest, did not want to close his eyes.
He opened his clear and bright eyes and calmly gazed at Zhexiu's profile. The more he looked, the more entranced he became, his thoughts inscrutable.
Zhexiu was born very ordinary, and there were no flowers growing on his profile. Besides indifference and emotionlessness, there was nothing special about him. He looked just like a thin and weak human youth. But who could have imagined that his thin and weak body actually hid such a terrifying strength and an unimaginably tenacious will? Especially after transforming, he possessed a terrifying strength that surpassed his original cultivation.
Seeing him, Qi Jian's small face revealed an expression of admiration.
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(Today, there will be two chapters. The next chapter is almost finished and still needs to be edited. It will probably be posted in half an hour.)
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