fifth form

Chapter 1427: Ran Deng by chance

Zhang Xuezhou and Rong Tianding had previously traveled back to Chang'an City from Shouchun City. For most people, the long journey was just the old road they took again.

A few years ago, Rong Tianding had to make some preparations when leaving the city, including transportation and food. However, a few years later, they traveled thousands of miles and traveled lightly.

Whether it is the Bigu Art that he has just started to learn, or the Bigu Powder that Zhang Xuezhou refined in the past, or his strong body due to the power of the Taotie Demon, these can provide him with strong endurance.

It is inevitable that Rong Tianding will be affected by the demonic power, and he will need to eat a certain amount of food afterwards.

The two of them carried official documents from the imperial court and ran almost smoothly.

"Is the imperial court's good horse not as good as our magic horse?"

If the horses are not replaced, the court's horses can only run about three hundred miles a day, which also involves the rest, feeding and care of the horses.

Zhang Xuezhou can reach Shouchun City in three days at the fastest under normal horseback riding, and he will also stay in Shouchun City for a period of time to adjust.

"The magic horse can only be used for emergencies!"

Hearing Rong Tianding's complaints, Zhang Xuezhou shook his head.

The magic horse is not afraid of the terrain, the brightness of the sky, or the need to eat or rest. It is an excellent magical vehicle for long-distance travel.

The only flaw of the magic horse is that it is difficult to make, and it is a treasure that top cultivators always have.

This kind of treasure is used by great cultivators. Firstly, Zhang Xuezhou's cultivation level is not up to standard. After using it, it is difficult to restore the sacrificial form of Lord Black Mountain and others. Secondly, he should use these treasures as little as possible to reduce the possibility of the tree attracting wind. .

When traveling normally and having a mount, Zhang Xuezhou would not choose the black and white horses to travel.

He replied to Rong Tianding, and his body continued to make fine adjustments to reduce the bumps caused by galloping.

"My butt is smashed," Rong Tianding complained: "Cousin, do you think we can rely on flying to travel in the future?"

"A cultivator of the magical power realm who is good at flying has no problem flying three to five hundred miles at a time." Zhang Xuezhou said: "If my cousin can step into the realm of the only self, it will be no problem to fly thousands of miles in one day. If he can step into the true self, If you don’t have a high altitude, you can fly more than three thousand miles.”

"That's cool!"

Rong Tianding looked happy.

People who have never endured severe beatings from spiritual practice usually yearn for the highest, just like people who have never won a prize often dream about how to spend money after earning a special prize. Rong Tianding's thoughts are still extremely pure at this time, especially after having experienced it with Zhang Xuezhou. There are as many great cultivators as dogs, and he has no special respect for them.

Zhang Xuezhou thinks this mentality is also very good.

He joked that Rong Tianding would definitely reach a high point in his spiritual practice in the future, and also mentioned some precautions at each stage of his spiritual practice.

If it weren't for the different schools of practice, Zhang Xuezhou taught Rong Tianding almost orally and by heart, and he could teach Rong Tianding whatever he was good at.

This kind of journey was not boring, and Rong Tianding calmed down after making some initial complaints.

The two rode horses for a day before stopping near a river to rest and prepare to spend the night.

Finding water sources is the most important factor in the journey. This not only allows travelers to replenish water, but there are usually abundant aquatic plants near the water sources, which can keep the mounts fed.

Zhang Xuezhou also caught a few fish.

The overnight bonfire was lit and the fish was grilled on the makeshift wooden rack.

Grilled fish that lacks salt and seasonings tastes very bad and has a fishy smell. Even a person like Zhang Xuezhou, who is not taboo about food, finds it disgusting, but Rong Tianding doesn't care about food when his gluttonous demonic power is active.

While roasting on the bonfire, he kept flipping the grilled fish and complaining about the ingredients. The approaching sound made Zhang Xuezhou's ears twitch slightly, and his eyes then glanced behind him.

When he noticed clearly that it was not some wild animal intruding, but a person approaching here, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

But after a short moment, Zhang Xuezhou narrowed his eyes slightly. As the other party got closer, Zhang Xuezhou could see that old face clearly.

Although mountains and rivers do not change, Zhang Xuezhou did not expect to meet Taoist Ran Deng on the way to Shouchun City in Huainan.

This is a great cultivator who practices evil spirits in Yangling. Zhang Xuezhou was captured by Ran Deng Taoist and heard Kong Anguo mention that the other party was buried in a tunnel and it was difficult to know whether he was alive or dead.

Although Zhang Xuezhou did not think that a great cultivator of this level would be crushed to death by the collapsed passage, Zhang Xuezhou also did not expect that he would meet Taoist Ran Deng.

He stared at the approaching Taoist Ran Deng, and could see a hint of desolation on his face.

It is rare for a top cultivator to fall into despair, but the life of the Randen Taoist was indeed not a good one due to bad luck.

He frowned, with a wrinkled face that made it obvious that he had been tortured.

The evil spirit that tortured the Empress Dowager to the point of death was not easy for Taoist Ran Deng, even if he had the netherworld fire in the coffin lamp to expel the evil spirit.

Especially at that time, he was hit with a magic weapon. Whenever he thought of that tall and powerful man's punch, which was silent and sounded like a bell when it hit the body, Taoist Ran Deng couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart.

He had heard that there was an era in Nanfangbu Continent when cultivators surged and geniuses emerged one after another. Even the ancient monks could not avoid this era.

In these hundreds of years, Li Er, Confucius and others were the most outstanding, and many of these people were even canonized.

Most people scorned these short-lived new saints, including Ran Deng. Among them, there were Tathagata and others who went east to explore, and there were also people like Li Er who went west.

Taoist Ran Deng thought that there was only one Li Er in the world, and the people ranked second and third were just making up the numbers.

He didn't realize the error in his thinking until he faced it.

Even if it is the Dharmakaya left behind by the other party, the other party is still qualified to compete with him.

If these geniuses were allowed to seek immortality, there would be nothing left for ancient monks like them in the world.

Encountering multiple factors such as evil spirits, the attack of Kong Shengxian's Dharma Body, and ground collapse, and being located in Nanfangbuzhou, which is not his home field, Taoist Ran Deng's life was not good.

He was puzzled by the bad luck Tathagata repeatedly encountered after coming to the Eastern Land. When he experienced it himself, Taoist Ran Deng felt that it was not surprising that something happened to Tathagata.

For a while, he didn't dare to go back to Hezhou, Xiniu, lest he be stared at. He also wanted to find a Tathagata in the east to hold a group with him, and he also wanted to solve his physical pain.

Faced with many needs, Taoist Ran Deng searched for Tathagata all the way, and along the way he searched for heavenly materials and earthly treasures to cultivate his body.

The former is difficult to find, and the latter is also difficult to find.

Taoist Ran Deng's nose is very good at sniffing out the magical medicine of spirit grass. He was not attracted by the smell of grilled fish. After all, he is also a great cultivator. Even if he is down and out, he can still solve the problem of eating and drinking.

He paid attention to the grilled fish, then to the two tamed tall horses, and then set his sights on the two people beside the campfire.

Rong Tianding was not the key point, but Zhang Xuezhou had a vague aura of big medicine that confused his judgment.

Originally, he thought he would find a good elixir, but Taoist Ran Deng never expected to find a spirited young man who grilled fish.

He stared at Zhang Xuezhou for a few seconds, and then gave an uncertain drink.

"Well, you're a great medicine man, you turned into a human and you even got to eat fish!"

The smell of the medicine on Zhang Xuezhou's body is very light, like some top-notch medicines that restrain the evil spirit after transforming it into a demon. It is also like the residual breath that some people carry after taking Tiancai Dibao and not fully digesting it, or the other person carries it. Great medicine.

"Master Ran Deng is so unreasonable, why are you yelling at us?"

The voice of response came, and Taoist Randeng felt that he was not very lucky, and he had made a mistake again this time.

Not only was the other party not a great medicine expert, but he also recognized his identity. The official badge showed that he was an official of the Han Dynasty.