Chapter Seventeen How Can I Bear Sudden Rain and Fierce Wind Three

  The dancing flames of the big fire illuminated Ji Ruo Chen's face, making it bright and dark. The faint smile on his face had never changed, as if he was born with this expression.

  The flames were fierce, with bright yellow visible in the midst of the crimson tongues. In the great fire, more than ten corpses could be vaguely seen, but in this strange flame, the bodies that were originally extremely difficult to burn were instantly reduced to ashes.

  When the corpse is refined to exhaustion, the bright fire will naturally extinguish itself. If there is a spiritual nature, only a piece of charred black remains on the ground.

  Ji Ruocheng took out a small purple crystal box from his bosom and opened it gently. As soon as the lid was lifted, the soft glow immediately made his handsome face look even more gentle. This night pearl, apart from being worth a city, actually had no great use. Even if it were to be crafted into a magical artifact, apart from requiring a master craftsman with divine skills, it would also require the expenditure of ten years' time.

  When Zhenren first gave him this treasure, Ji Ruochen didn't understand its purpose. In his opinion, it would be better to give him a few talismans that could attack the enemy or protect himself than this night pearl that couldn't do either. But now he understood.

  Ji Ruocheng shook his head, put away the Night Pearl, picked up a large bundle beside him, and slung it over his back. He turned around and headed in the direction of Yi State. The bundle made clanging sounds, all of which were magical artifacts that Ji Ruocheng had taken from various people. Just as he had walked out for several dozen feet, he suddenly felt dizzy and vomited a mouthful of blood, falling to the ground with a thud.

  He struggled to stand up, knowing that the intense battle had been short-lived, but he was actually injured. The old man's wooden staff was also a good treasure, and the spiritual energy obtained after the separation made it difficult for him to digest completely. At this moment, new and old wounds were just acting up together. He calmed his mind, silently operated the Three Pure Energies, slowly suppressed the chaotic spiritual energy in the meridians, and finally stood up, walking slowly towards the outside of Black Wind Forest.

  The distance from here to Chengdu is less than a hundred miles, but Ji You dust walked for more than half a month.

  As he passed through the city of Yizhou, not only did his old wounds disappear, but the large package on his back also vanished. Dozens of large and small magical artifacts transformed into nourishment for him.

  Ji Rufeng didn't follow the official road after leaving Yizhou City, but instead headed directly north and once again plunged into the vast expanse of mountains.

  Shu land is spiritual and beautiful, with many springs and waterfalls in the mountains. The terrain is crisscrossed, passing through the peaks, which is a unique experience. Ji Yao has already determined the position, walking along the creek and forest while focusing on adjusting the dozens of different spiritual energies inside his body that are constantly conflicting.

  Suddenly, Ji Ruocheng's eyes lit up in front of him, and he had already worn out the dense forest and came to a vast expanse. This land is backed by green hills, facing deep valleys, clear streams surrounding, flowers and trees growing together, it is indeed a rare and beautiful place.

  It's just that every time something strange happens.

  Ji Ruochen was just about to sigh in relief at the convergence of the earth's energy and the overflowing spiritual energy when a green shadow suddenly flashed before his eyes, followed by a warm and soft body that crashed into his arms, sending him tumbling to the ground. Ji Ruochen was caught off guard by this sudden impact, and the spiritual energy that had just begun to calm down in his meridians immediately became disordered again. Just as Ji Ruochen was dazed and confused, the person in his arms let out a pained cry, propped themselves up with their hands on Ji Ruochen's chest and abdomen, and struggled to stand up.

  That painful cry was both soft and gentle, like water, but the force of that collision was not small at all. It's absolutely not something an ordinary woman could have. Moreover, with each touch from her, the spiritual energy within Ji Ruochen would jump wildly, only the Three Pure Ones remained unmoved. Fortunately, it was so, or else Ji Ruochen would have spat blood on the spot, but his meridians were twisted in pain, and his face turned deathly pale.

  It's strange to say, but as soon as the woman left his body, the restless spiritual energy inside Ji Ruochen calmed down a lot. He slightly exerted force in his waist and abdomen, and sprang up like lightning, with his left thumb already pressing on the Xuanxin Ring.

  But when he saw the woman's face clearly, Ji Ruochen was shocked!

  She looked about twenty years old, wearing a long green dress, with no other adornments. But she didn't need any adornments.

  At first glance, she looked surprisingly similar to Gu Qing, with about six or seven parts resemblance! However, when Ji Ruochen took a closer look, he realized that the two were actually worlds apart. Gu Qing was like the vast sky and white clouds, noble and distant, with an air of grandeur, not a single hint of femininity. On the other hand, she was at the opposite extreme, soft as water, without a hint of sharpness, only evoking feelings of pity. This green-clad girl had already interpreted the gentleness of women in this world to the extreme.

  At this moment, her hair was slightly disheveled, her face pale, and only a faint blood color on her lips. Her two eyebrows had already been twisted together due to pain. Seeing her as if she were a pear flower in the rain, Ji Yuchen's cold and hard heart, like steel, somehow also felt a slight pang of pain.

  His gaze immediately followed her body down, and he saw the source of her pain: on the outside of her left leg, an arrow was stuck, with fresh blood already wetting a large piece of her skirt.

  Ji Ruocheng's eyes were sharp, and with one glance, he knew that the arrow had penetrated more than two inches into the flesh. This wound was not light. The arrowhead was four inches long, and on the exposed arrow tip, there were many inverted hooks, as well as several fine blood grooves. Fresh blood was dripping out along the grooves.

  Ji Ruoxin's heartache flashed by, his right hand slightly moved, and the short sword Chiying quietly entered his hand from his sleeve.

  Although this woman looked very humble and inferior to Ji Ruoxian, the road was impassable and there were no people nearby. It was already strange that she appeared here, but what's even stranger is that with Ji Ruoxian's spiritual awareness, he couldn't detect her approach at all, not even with his eyes. It wasn't until she bumped into his chest that Ji Ruoxian saw her figure, as if she had been invisible before.

  The girl in the green dress gave Ji Ruochen a gentle bow, gritting her teeth in pain and said: "I was being pursued by someone, I panicked and didn't choose my path carefully, I bumped into you, sir. Please forgive me."

  Ji Ruocheng never thought she would say something like that. But his mind was not relaxed, and he secretly thought: "It seems that this is a trick to lure the enemy in with a fake defeat. It's come so quickly! Is such a crude plan supposed to deceive me? Do they really think I'm some kind of country bumpkin?"

  He thought so in his heart, but a smile appeared on his face, and he cupped his hands together, saying: "If that's the case, then hurry up and escape, why be so polite?"

  Ji Ruochen originally had a mind to tease, but unexpectedly the green-clothed girl had already run out several steps, and after hearing his words, she turned around again and said: "Uncle said that life and death are small matters, etiquette is a big matter. Although I am in a desperate situation, etiquette cannot be abandoned. Today I offended you, I will definitely repay you another day, I...I'll escape first."

  Ji Ruochen was momentarily at a loss for words, watching as she struggled to escape into the forest. Although he knew it was a ruse, his heart inexplicably ached, and the smile on his face unconsciously disappeared.

  The girl in the green dress had just entered the forest when she suddenly became aware of her surroundings, and immediately heard the sound of people shouting and chasing towards her from the other end, with over a dozen people yelling and screaming as they gave chase.

  "Heh heh, isn't this a desperate move?" Ji Ruochen thought to himself, smiling with his hands behind his back as over ten men and women rushed forward.

  Judging from their attire, these men and women belong to two different schools of Taoism. Although their moral character can be discerned at a glance, the magical tools they wear are extremely simple, making it difficult for them to enter the eyes of Ji Ruocheng.

  These people did not expect Ji Ruochen to be here, and at this moment, seeing him with a dignified appearance, he stood still, as stable as a mountain, and his aura was naturally born. At the moment, they didn't dare to underestimate him, and they all stood firmly in front of him.

  A dignified middle-aged man clasped his fists and said loudly, "We are all from the Six Immortals' Hall and the Taiqing Gate, and we are currently chasing a demon. I wonder if Junior Immortal has seen any trace of that demon?"

  Before Ji Ruoxuan could respond, a snapping sound of dry branches breaking came from not far away in the woods. A large man like a black tower on this side exclaimed with joy: "She's over there! You demon, I'd like to see where you can escape this time!"

  Before his words had fallen, he raised the four-foot black iron bow in his hand and shot an arrow out like lightning!

  Although he moved as fast as lightning, Ji Ruoxuan had already seen it clearly. The feathered arrow was a cyan color, with an arrowhead of four inches, covered in reverse hooks, and was identical to the one stuck in the leg of the girl in green clothes.

  "It's just a desperate move... " Ji Ruochen thought to himself, but his face wore a smile as he disappeared without a trace.

  A sudden cry of pain echoed through the forest, although the sound was not loud, the sorrowful meaning was like a mirror-like lake under the moonlight, suddenly shattered by a huge stone!

  The Great Han moved as swiftly as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, a second arrow was already nocked on the string. He shouted again: "Today, I will rid the people of this scourge!"

  The bowstring twanged, and the feathered arrow was already flying out!

  "It's just a desperate move..." Ji Ruochen thought dazedly.

  This arrow was three inches away from the bowstring, and more than a dozen bright red lights flashed before the eyes of the big black-skinned man. Then, the iron bow in his hand suddenly exploded into dozens of segments, with fragments flying everywhere, cutting out more than a dozen deep blood grooves on his face and chest.

  But he didn't dare move!

  "Desperate measures..." Ji Ruo Chen smiled bitterly.

  He stood still, gazing at the distant mountains, his left hand stretched out flat, grasping at nothing. The divine sword, Red Glow, floated three feet away from his left hand, suspended above the black-skinned giant's throat. The bright red blade tip quivered and danced, occasionally slicing a fine line on the giant's throat. Despite his bravery, the giant didn't dare move an inch.

  "What are you talking about?! Are you in cahoots with that demon?!" One of the dozen or so men and women was taken aback, and a young man immediately shouted over.

  He had barely finished speaking when a middle-aged man next to him whispered, "Don't be impulsive, he's using the Sword Riding Technique!"

  The young man glanced at the Xianjian Chiying, his face turned pale, but he still refused to admit defeat and said: "What's that got to do with anything? He's just one person, how can he be an opponent for us ten or more people?"

  Ji Ruo said lightly: "Whether or not he can be defeated, it will only be known after I have killed this person."

  "How dare you hurt my senior brother!" The young man shouted angrily.

  "Wen Rong, shut up!" The middle-aged man who first greeted Ji Ruochen scolded the young man, carefully looked at the mark on the hilt of Xianjian Chiyan, bowed to Ji Ruochen and asked: "Is the young immortal from the Daode Sect?"

  "That's right."

  The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment and still asked: "I wonder why the young immortal wants to protect this demon?"

  Ji Ruo calmly said: "Nothing much, I'll take this person. As for why, you can go ask Mou Gan Peak yourself."

  As soon as he spoke, a middle-aged man's face flashed with anger, but he remained silent for a moment and still bowed his head, saying: "If it is indeed the Taoist priest who wants someone, we will yield. However, the Taoist sect also belongs to the righteous path, I hope the young immortal won't take the wrong path."

  Having said that, he swung his sleeve and led the crowd away.

  Ji Ruojing stood still and silent, not moving until those people had gone far away. Only then did she put away the Xianjian Chiying, and also retrieved the two Tian Gang Liu Yang symbols that had been clamped between her right hand's middle and index fingers at her back.

  He turned into the forest and went towards where the sound had just come from. Without walking far, he saw that the girl in green was lying on her side on the ground, her face pale white, and she had already fainted.

  She had a deeply embedded arrow in her lower back, and the arrows on her legs were broken into two pieces, probably due to the fall. The exposed arrowheads had already sunk completely into her skin.

  "Alas, the trick of using one's own flesh..."

  Ji Ruocheng stood still for a moment, then let out a soft sigh, and finally picked up the girl in green clothes. His feet produced smoke as he flew away.