Chapter Seventy-Four: The Groundhog's Delightful Encounter

  "Groundhog?"

  "Is there a black hand behind the scenes?"

  Ning Feng was shocked as he rushed over, could it be that the previous mouse army was just an appetizer?

  It was only when Chen Xiwei had yet to discover his presence that he realized the journey was not even halfway through, and at least they would have to go around the hills in front of them before they could meet.

  Although Ning Feng was anxious in his heart, he couldn't change the changing terrain. Less than a hundred feet ahead, his line of sight was completely blocked off.

  That figure in white disappeared from view.

  "Faster, faster~"

  Just as Ning Feng was worrying, a dull "boom" sound came, as if something had exploded. Immediately after, a shrill laughter echoed: "Where did this little girl come from? She's quite skilled, beheading the old ancestor's disciples with ease. It'll take some effort to gather them again."

  The eerie laughter came at the same time, and Ning Feng looked up to see a rolling evil spirit soaring into the sky.

  "Not a top-tier demon, but compared to Hu Yueniang, it's slightly inferior, yet still not far off."

  "Roughly equivalent to a human cultivator's power after reaching the later stages of Qi Refining."

  "Troublesome!"

  Ning Feng began to miss his Sun God Symbol.

  If one has a magic symbol in hand, dealing with such monsters is just like killing chickens with a sharp knife.

  Even now, even if Chen Xi's treasures are obtained, they will ultimately be unable to bridge the gap between the two sides.

  Ning Feng took a deep breath, forcibly calming his mind and suppressing his distracting thoughts, then charged forward in a mad dash.

  "Groundhog, you have occupied the mine, let the mouse wreak havoc, causing the mine to collapse, and the miners are in danger. You still do not know how to repent, your death is just around the corner."

  Chen Ximiao spoke in a loud and clear voice, with indignation that could not be hidden. Alone, he was unafraid.

  "It's near! It's near!"

  On both sides of Ningfeng. Grass and trees flew back without stopping, in front of him, a small hill rushed forward.

  As long as he went around, he could enter Chen Ximiao and Che Di's line of sight, entering that battlefield.

  Just one or two breaths' effort.

  "When did Lao Shu's move become so useful......"

  In the distance, Shu Bailin stared with his eyes wide open at a wisp of blue smoke swirling around a small hillside, moving so fast that it was unreasonable.

  Just as the vanguard was about to charge into battle, Chen Xi's chanting voice rose once more:

  "What is this thing called love in the world? A little attachment, a multitude of entanglements."

  Hurry!

  A metallic clanging sound suddenly echoed in Ning Feng's ears, and then he rounded the hill, and before him the scene suddenly opened up.

  Chen Xi's hand was stretched out in front of her, her jade palm facing upwards, and the golden ring lay quietly on it.

  Her other hand transformed into countless residual shadows, constantly wiping over the ring. Each time, a golden ring shot out.

  In an instant, Chen Xi's body was a hundred feet ahead, thousands of flying rings merged into one, like a golden river flowing rapidly, rushing straight towards the opposite side.

  This time, each ring maintains the same angle. The rings are like a flat cut, with a cold light flashing at the edges, making people suspect that even if there is a mountain in front of them, it should be flattened.

  There is no mountain ahead, only mice.

  A giant grey rat, about two or three feet tall, stood up on its hind legs, with its paws covering its face and a whip-like tail dragging behind it, walking slowly and heavily towards us.

  Every step it takes, the ground shakes, as if what's walking on top isn't a mouse, but a giant bear.

  Rushing forward against the Golden Ring River, without hesitation or evasion, charging straight ahead.

  "This mouse is so strong!"

  Ning Feng took a cold breath, he saw it clearly, the golden ring collided with the thorough mouse's body and was bounced off one by one. The better ones shaved off a piece of gray fur, the worse ones were dented with a white mark, without a hint of blood redness.

  "That's the yellow light of the earth!"

  After the astonishment of Ningfeng, he focused his attention and saw that every single hair on this giant rat's body, every inch of its skin, was floating with a layer of yellowish-brown light, as if the power of the earth was surging, majestic and unshakeable like a mountain.

  "It's so itchy, so itchy, just right, those useless descendants of Lao Zu can't even manage this level of skill, they can only use it to brush their teeth."

  "Looking at you, little girl, your skin is so tender and delicate, it must be even more delicious to eat."

  "Hehe~"

  The big grey mouse laughed strangely, wearing a golden hoop, and rushed forward.

  Across from him, Chen Xiwei's face was deathly pale, her teeth biting into her lip as she continued to stubbornly activate the golden ring.

  Golden river, more and more turbulent, countless waves, surging and pounding on the big reef of Chedi Mouse.

  The big grey mouse's footsteps became heavier and slower, as if the air had thickened into a sea-like existence that made movement a hundred times more difficult.

  Even so, it is still moving forward, "Hehehe..." The laughter keeps coming.

  The situation before her eyes couldn't be clearer. Chen Xiwei was not just a stubborn problem, she couldn't retreat or run away. As soon as the Golden Ring River stopped, the thorough mouse would lose its restraint and instantly burst out, sweeping across dozens of feet, pouncing on her to kill.

  Riding a tiger is hard to get off!

  Chen Ximiao understood this point, and Che Di also made it clear.

  The former's face turned increasingly pale, while the latter's laughter grew more and more manic.

  "Why didn't you reveal your identity from the start?"

  "Moreover, the True Person of the Cult is too petty. Apart from one treasure, doesn't he have even a bit of protection for himself?"

  Ning Feng and his opponent were now only a few hundred feet apart. A streak of green smoke shot straight into the arena.

  Chen Xiwei's eyes flickered to the corner of his vision, unable to divert his attention, but somehow felt that the figure seemed somewhat familiar.

  The mouse covered its face with both hands, blocking its line of sight, and hadn't even noticed Ning Feng's presence.

  300 zhang, 200 zhang, 100 zhang...

  The storm is approaching rapidly, and his mind is racing even faster.

  "The demonic mouse is cautious, first using a group of mice to probe, then appearing in person for battle, protecting its weak head and face from start to finish, worthy of being an old mouse turned demon, careful and cautious enough."

  "Even if I had prepared for it, having one more of me wouldn't make a difference, and having one less of me wouldn't make a difference either, I still couldn't save Chen Xiangwei."

  All sorts of scenes are flashing through Ning Feng's mind like a lantern slide show.

  In the dead of night, in a narrow alley, footsteps echoed, and a fat mouse scurried away without a trace.

  An old cat takes a step, lands silently on the ground, occasionally treads on broken tiles and makes a faint sound, mice turn into gray lightning.

  There is a temple. The mouse steals oil. One drink, three looks back. Ears always stand up, but whenever the wind blows and the grass moves, it drills under the offering table and disappears...

  ……

  "Alright, it's settled then!"

  "The mountains and rivers can be changed, but one's nature is hard to shift, so we can only start from here."

  Ning Feng took a heavy step forward, pouring all his momentum and the remaining power of the Divine Movement Symbol into this one step, trampling it onto the earth.

  "Boom!"

  A dull thud, as heavy as an elephant, seemed to trample on Chen Xiwei and Che Di's hearts.

  At this moment, Chu Di, Chen Xiwei and Ning Feng were equally distant from each other, forming a triangular formation.

  "Huh?"

  The mouse suddenly turned its head with a "squeak", and didn't forget to cover its face with both paws, revealing only a slit, behind which were the blood-red, uncertain eyes of the mouse.

  Its footsteps came to an abrupt halt.

  "Only one chance!"

  Ning Feng's arms spread wide like wings, barely maintaining balance. A loud shout, the Taiyang technique rotated to its limit.

  In the midst of a sea of knowledge and a lake of heart, a temple of the Sun God resides eternally. As one concentrates on visualization with all their might, it shines brighter and brighter, as if countless rays of sunlight flow and purify, bursting forth in dazzling brilliance.

  His entire body's Taiyang True Energy was drawn into his right hand's index finger under the pull of the divine palace.

  At the same time, the three changes of the law robe were lifted, and the sun law robe surged up, proclaiming and releasing only golden sun winds, as if a red sun burst out on the plain.

  The pupils of the thorough mouse suddenly contracted, reflecting several details: sun hat, sun robe...... and the characteristic solar law of the Temple of the Sun God.

  "The Temple of the Sun God!"

  There was an unmistakable terror in his blood-red eyes, and the four words that made people's hearts skip a beat jumped out of his mind.

  The mouse's natural instincts, combined with the excessive shock and suddenness, caused it to subconsciously reveal a gap between its paws covering its face.

  "It's now!"

  Ning Feng suddenly let out a loud shout and his index finger swiftly pointed out.

  "Hmph!"

  Two finger-thick sun god light burst out, its momentum like lightning.

  At that moment, Ning Feng could almost hear the sun bone that was cast in that instant groaning, it was an overload that exceeded the limit.

  A divine light tore through the sky, passing by in an instant, a distance of less than a hundred feet.

  "Ah~"

  The mole's eyes were suddenly flashed by the divine light, and a white flash was like blindness. In the panic, he hurriedly wanted to cover his eyes, but it was already too late.

  Blood splattered everywhere!

  The mouse's triangular head jerked back, its paws, which had been covering its face, now clamped over its eyes, and fresh blood gushed out.

  Fresh blood didn't even have time to drip down, it evaporated into smoke with a "hiss" in mid-air.

  "What a pity."

  Ning Feng couldn't help but rush forward, his pupils shrinking to the size of a needle tip, and the scene before him was as clear as if it had just happened.

  "Divine light and physical body, more than half fell on the paws of the thorough earth mouse, the remaining part collided with the earthly spiritual power of the thorough earth mouse, and finally forced into the body was not much."

  "But---that's enough!"

  Ning Feng felt a sense of relief in his heart, and the awkward situation appeared, Shu Bailian's usual calm and collected demeanor made him completely unable to stop.

  "Chen Xiwei!"

  He let out a loud cry and immediately raised both hands to cover his face.

  The reason is simple. Ning Feng has already charged into the space where Chen Xiwei and Che Di Shu are engaged in a fierce battle, and the golden flying ring's torrent is right before his eyes.

  "Peaceful wind!"

  Chen Ximiao originally had her teeth biting her lip, but at this moment, her vermilion lips opened, revealing a smile, and even the tooth marks on her red and moist lips seemed to be smiling.

  She wouldn't let this opportunity slip away.

  Hurry!

  Chen Ximiao stretched out his right hand in front of him, and with a slight movement of his right foot, his whole body leaned forward as if he were about to take off dancing, or even fly up into the sky.

  One ray of light outshone all the previous golden glows, and in a flash, it led all the golden flying rings to cast countless afterimages, which exploded on the head and face of the thoroughbred mouse.

  "Ahhh~~~~"

  The mouse was caught off guard and let out a series of mournful cries, blood splattered everywhere, and the old mouse's face was a bloody mess, it was painful just to look at.

  The earth-elemental spiritual energy that had enveloped his body dissipated, and he let out a miserable cry. Bloodstains and gashes appeared one after another, and with just a few more breaths, this giant rat would definitely be chopped into minced meat by the golden flying ring.

  At this point, the power of the treasure burst out in all directions, like a golden river, bypassing Ning Feng's location and devouring everything along the way.

  "Hmm"

  The wind almost blew across the entire Golden River before it finally stopped. Turning back, he heard a familiar sound in his ears, just like before. He saw the thorough mouse hugging its head, its tail high and jumping into the ground like a dive.

  The next moment, countless rocks and soil splashed up, the mouse's high-raised tail was cut off in the bloody light, flying dozens of feet into the air.

  On the ground, a mound the size of a grave rose up and throbbed away into the distance at a flying speed.

  "Finally..."

  Ning Feng felt a slight sense of regret, but more than that, he was relieved.

  It's just a mouse, as long as Chen Ximiao is fine.

  He turned around and looked back, not far away, Chen Xiang was wearing a white dress, standing tall, one hand stretched out of her sleeve and pulled it back a little, revealing a fair wrist.

  "Whoosh!"

  The golden ring flew back and directly onto her wrist, one was pure gold, the other was jade white, reflecting each other's brilliance.

  "Formerly subtle."

  Ning Feng called out softly, and their eyes met, both of them vaguely feeling that something was different now.

  Compared with the previous three years;

  Different from the recent encounter with the sect.

  They are starting different ways of getting along in another way, with a different identity.

  Chen Xiwei tilted her head slightly, biting her lip, seemingly somewhat perplexed by this feeling.

  The wind is gentle, with an inexplicable sense of familiarity. If there's a comparison to be made, it would be like being in school and then entering society - the people are still the same, but the feeling of interacting with them has changed.

  "What a good omen!"

  Isn't it wonderful to meet by chance outside the temple and fight side by side? Is there anything better than this?

  He took a step forward, just thinking of continuing to develop from here, and having a long conversation with Chen Xiwei under the moonlight, when a shout broke the silence and ruined the atmosphere.

  "Brother Ning, I'm Old Shu."

  The wind on Ning's face changed from sunny to cloudy, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Shu Bailin carrying a thick and sturdy rat tail running wildly towards him.