Chapter 19: Fighting in Groups (Part 1)

  The mountain was cold and green, the forest was deep and the rocks were steep. Li Ruo Knife quickly climbed up, the faster he went, the farther away from Guzhuang Town, Gong Sun Hong couldn't notice anymore. Li Ruo Knife finally dared to show his true strength, started the Wild Goose Feather Skill and took a big leap forward, in an instant, he disappeared into the mountain without leaving any trace.

  Unknowingly running for a long distance, in a secluded mountain valley, Li Ran's knife slowly came to a stop. He hid behind a giant ancient tree, took off the package on his back, mixed a few medicinal powders with clear water into a paste, and carefully applied it to his face, rubbing vigorously.

  In the blink of an eye, a slightly greenish youth turned into a pale and emaciated old man, with faint wrinkles on his face, and a few strands of white hair at his temples. Li Ran put on that new set of dull gray clothes he had just bought, and suddenly transformed into a down-and-out mountain hunter.

  In the Misty Valley, spiritual objects can be found, and the competition will inevitably be extremely fierce. At that time, short crossbows cannot help but be used. In this case, changing one's identity, even if the news gets out, will not truly endanger oneself.

  In the pool of water by the mountain stream, Li Ran's knife reflected his inverted image, and he nodded in satisfaction. Suddenly, he was stunned again.

  The current sense of vicissitudes is extremely similar to the previous life, but he suddenly has a strange feeling about the vicissitudes of the previous life. The psychological age of two lives is mixed and complicated in his heart, and he feels that he is entering the mentality of being a young man more and more.

  Li Ran's knife pressed heavily on his forehead, and he didn't know what kind of feeling was in his heart anymore.

  After rebirth, Li Ruo applied the experience of his past life to his cultivation, and his strength advanced rapidly. He cleanly resolved several matters from his previous life that had left him with lifelong regrets. The heroic spirit in Li Ruo's heart gradually rose, sweeping away the depressed and desolate mentality of his previous life.

  Suddenly, a surge of hot blood rushed to Li Ran's head, making him want to let out a loud roar.

  "Why bother about the disappearance of past mindset, since everything can be restarted. If one's heart can go back to youth again, what's wrong with that? Strive and work hard to make tomorrow better, from now on, it's not too late for anything."

  Li Ran's heart was suddenly filled with sunshine, and he stood up abruptly, rolled up the clothes he had changed out of and stuffed them into his bag, and rushed towards the depths of the mountain.

  "Father, wait for me, I will definitely accumulate enough strength to rescue you."

  Misty Valley is located in a treacherous terrain three hundred miles east of Wang Heji, with deep mountains and difficult roads. Li Ran Knife traveled through the mountains for two days, turned out of a mountain pass, and far away, a spiritual valley surrounded by dense fog appeared before his eyes.

  The peak is high and can reach the sky, the thick fog will not disperse all year round, and inside, you can't see your five fingers when you stretch out your hand. The deep mountains are connected, and even the sound of birds chirping cannot be heard, it's quiet to the point of being depressing.

  Li Ran had been here in his previous life, he looked up at the distant thick fog and nodded silently, knowing that the Misty Valley was not yet open. If it were open, a green light would shoot out from the valley, illuminating the only small path leading into the valley. Without this green light to guide him, entering the valley would be a fatal mistake.

  The heavenly and earthly divine axe of the ghostly craftsman, Li Ran's knife still inspires awe in me even now.

  Along the mountain road, he climbed all the way, and it took half a day to arrive at the entrance of the Misty Valley. In front of him was a loud noise, Li Ran turned over the mountain road, and the scene in front of him shocked him.

  There were hundreds of people scattered around, tangled and complex in small teams, staring at each other with vigilance, cautiously guarding against each other, waiting for the moment to rush in.

  Seeing Li Ruo Dao this "old man" walking alone, he actually thought of entering the valley to compete for the spiritual object by himself. Many people showed disdain in their eyes, and some even looked at Li Ruo Dao with cold eyes, as if they were thinking of something.

  Li Ran's eyes widened in shock and his heart felt bitter.

  In his previous life, he heard the news when it was already late to enter the valley, missing the peak. He sneaked in alone and only dared to wander around the edge. He even encountered danger several times in the valley and barely escaped with his life.

  In the mountains, there are not only ferocious spirits and unpredictable dangers, but also the most frightening thing is the bloody killings between people.

  Spiritual objects are hard to find, and more people have turned their attention to others, wanting to seize treasures through robbery and murder, and in the bloody rain and wind, many powerful people fell.

  It seems that the news of the Misty Valley being guarded by the Wind Snake has become a fool's dream. Through some unknown channel, the news of the Misty Valley has begun to spread wildly, and many powerful hunters, scattered cultivators, and even some families have sent large groups over.

  The smoke in the valley of mist will linger for a long time again at that time.

  Hundreds of people were on high alert, thinking that after entering the valley, apart from their own team, everyone else was an enemy. The atmosphere in front of the mountain valley was extremely tense, with a sense of imminent eruption.

  Li Ran Dao made every effort to avoid people's attention, and slipped away to one side. He walked to the foot of a mountain, carefully leaned against the wall, slightly bowed his head, and tried his best to eliminate others' hostility towards him.

  Just then, a loud shout was heard from afar, and a hunter nearby hastily drew out his knife and shouted loudly:

  "What are you sneaking up on our team for? You little brat, looking for death?"

  Li Ran's knife paused, and he quickly turned his head to look over. About 20 feet away, a group of seven people were standing, and one tall and sturdy man jumped up, yelling at another person who was sneaking towards them. The other person was holding a dagger, and upon hearing the yell, they stopped in their tracks, looking startled, and coldly retorted:

  "This isn't your home, I'll stay wherever I want, what's it to you?"

  With a loud whoop, all seven of them stood up at once, and at the same time many others stood up elsewhere.

  "What's wrong, want to fight?"

  "My god, I'm not even afraid of a bear, let alone you bunch of rabbits. Bring it on, who's afraid of whom."

  Two groups of people jumped and shouted, this conflict suddenly ignited the anxiety and tension in the hearts of the surrounding crowd. After a moment of shouting, the two groups could no longer restrain themselves, and with a loud crash they charged at each other, swords and knives flashing, flesh and blood flying everywhere.

  The crowd around dispersed.

  Knives and swords are not long eyes, unknowingly colliding with a certain great god. More people are enraged to join the battle group, and the gang fight is getting more and more intense. Many people glare with anger, and some have cunning and ruthless eyes, surrounding the periphery, suddenly drawing a cold knife and killing someone, snatching the package on their back and running quickly into the crowd.

  Li Ran's eyes were cold as he watched all of this, carefully avoiding it from behind.

  Standing in front of the mountain valley, all sorts of people are present, including those with great strength and profound minds, as well as those who act rashly. Many of the strong ones furrowed their brows, stood up, and stepped back to yield, this meaningless slaughter making them feel contemptuous.

  But still, quite a few people joined in, just then, two muscular men occasionally turned their heads and saw the pale and thin Li Ranno, standing there withered and shriveled, and both of their eyes lit up at the same time.