C3 Faintly a Speck of Yellow Dust

The cold autumn had arrived, and the trees were bleak. Deep within Northern Mang Mountain, the night was like a giant beast swallowing the mountain with its mouth wide open. The pale birch trunks on all sides, like sharp teeth in the mouth of a beast, sent chills down one's spine.

There were dried leaves on the ground with a thick layer of leaves. Not to mention human tracks, even beast tracks were extremely rare.

"Sha", "Sha", "Sha", at this time, a sound rang out. It seemed to be the only movement in the silent forest.

There was a soft howl, and a huge gray wolf howled at the moon. It lay down under a ash tree, too tired to stand up. On the back of the wolf was a baby who was less than a year old. He was wrapped in a thick, flowery cloth and tied tightly to the wolf's body. He was fast asleep and had a sweet smile on his face.

The one leaning against the tree beside the wolf was a man dressed in blood-red clothes. His body was of medium height, his face was as red as an amber, his eyes were as sharp as a fish's, his ten fingertips were as black as ink, his chest was sunken in, and in addition to the sword wound on his body, it was obvious that he was heavily injured both internally and externally.

The man forced himself to close his eyes and meditate for a moment. When he opened his eyes, he spat out another mouthful of blood. He laughed bitterly and looked up to the sky, "I have been a doctor my whole life, but I didn't expect to be killed by a doctor. What retribution from heaven, you truly don't know anything at all! " When he thought of his grief and indignation, he could not help but laugh out loud. The wounds on his body that had already congealed opened up again, and blood flowed out in all directions like a river.

Gradually, the laughter subsided, but the echoes continued to circle the forest. He turned his head to look at the sleeping baby girl, feeling a sense of reluctance. While his eyes were in a daze, it was as if he saw the child grow up and begin to unsteadily learn how to walk. In the blink of an eye, he became slender and graceful as a flower with a smile on his face.

Suddenly, a streak of yellow-green light flashed in the air, shattering the illusion in front of the man's eyes.

"Is this the signal to the Xing Family in Ba Prefecture?" The man seemed to sigh and let out a bitter laugh. "I still can't escape. Forget it."

He used all his strength to tear off a piece of sleeve. His finger was covered in blood, and he began to write on it while trembling.

The wolf, sensing the oddity of the situation, came to the man's feet and looked up at him. He was holding the roll of sleeves in his hands, looking dazed, sad, happy, sad, as if his life experience had gone up and down, bumpy and bumpy, and his eyes were moist.

After an unknown amount of time, the man finished writing the two words "Absolute Brush". He then heaved a sigh of relief, and two streams of blood flowed down from the corners of his eyes. He looked at the baby wolf. He took out a green pill and put it in his mouth.

Eight years later, it would be the twenty-seven years of Dao Light. At this time, the flames of war had already spread to the mountains and rivers of the nine prefectures. Northwest Sha and Russia directly pressed on Yili, Hunan Lei again raised his arm to revolt, Guangxi will develop and expand, but only this central plain, because the country's hinterland, compared to the neighboring areas, is relatively calm, only droughts, starvation everywhere.

The drought had been going on for three months now. The Imperial Court had repeatedly sent out silver and even sent an Imperial Secretary to inspect the situation, but it was still impossible to avoid the miserable sight of the white bones. Only the Luoyang remained at the corner, reflecting the setting sun, Xie Hui, and revealing the loneliness and dignity of an ancient city.

It was autumn and October. On this day, the official road of Xi'an's eastern Luoyang was covered with the yellow leaves of the poplar trees. The tall Sky Drilling Poplar stabbed into the sky, the sudden branches were full of eye-catching patterns, like silent eyes staring at everything on the ground.

Damn it, damn it... The sound of horse hooves came from afar and a woman urged. After a short while, a hint of scarlet appeared at the end of the dirt road, gradually approaching. Under the autumn sky, it was like a hot flame piercing into one's vision, bringing with it the heat of summer.

"With the strength of the Electricity, it will take another one to four hours before they enter Luoyang City." The woman thought to herself. The horse's back was shaking non-stop, but at this moment, she was suddenly startled, and her hands unconsciously tightened around the reins of the horse. The Electricity that was below him started to run happily, after letting out a long hiss, he forcefully retracted his strength, raised his legs, and stood up with his entire body covered in yellow dust like smoke.

The surrounding scenery suddenly stopped. The woman on the horse did not even know that she had just seen a scene. Memories began to emerge one by one. Her thoughts were churning like floodwaters and she was unable to control herself.

That year, if Luoyang City was the beginning of everything, then this year, was Luoyang City really the end of everything? The woman reached into her bosom and slowly twisted a jade dice. The color of the dice had long been wiped clean, just like when she came out of the door alone, and also like when she left home that day. It was clean to the extreme and only true.

"To think that the White Poplar by the side of the road would be so much higher … "It's been three years. The sword marks from before were still visible when you looked up." The woman tilted her head. Although the autumn sun was not as bright as the summer sun, it still made her narrow her eyes and raise her hand to cover her forehead.

The Shaanluo road had been opened for more than a thousand years, and after generations of repairs, the road was smooth and spacious. Although the trees on both sides were tall and immeasurable, the noon sunlight shone down, and without any obstructions, it fell on the woman's face, as if it was shining on a beautiful jade statue. This woman wore a bright red dress, and on top of her was a scarlet mount. She was originally an extremely gorgeous girl, but at this moment, she looked extremely haggard and haggard.

"Those blades are hacking and slashing …" The woman looked at the injury caused by the white tree and muttered to herself. Unknowingly, she felt like she had been there for three years.

He still remembered when his big brother had invited hundreds of people from the martial arts world to ambush them. As soon as he set foot on the official road that day, he felt the weirdness of the atmosphere as sensitive as he was. He looked at the empty road without a single person, not knowing when to advance or when to retreat. Behind him, he urged his horse forward, as if he didn't feel anything amiss.

With a "Zheng" sound, the arrow flew past them and deeply nailed itself into the tree trunk of the Yang tree. The arrow's feathers continuously vibrated for a long time. Soon after, there was the clang of a sword being unsheathed, and the crisp sound of a firearm being loaded. At that time, the two of them were just ordinary fast horses, not much different from this rare and precious young master. Naturally, they could not help but be shocked and flustered. However, its foot was in the wrong direction. Its abdomen was in pain from the man's leg clip. It had no choice but to stand in the middle of the road, its limbs trembling.

However, at that time, she was even more daring than the horse, to the point that when she recalled now, all she remembered was a sky full of blood, a buzzing in her ears, and nothing else apart from a chaotic battle.

However, when he left so resolutely that day and reflected upon it afterwards, he actually felt sad: In the end, my brother still feels sorry for my only little sister. Even though he invited the Flaming Rod Hand, in the end, he didn't dare let them shoot. Otherwise, a few more titles of "Number One Under Heaven" would not be able to save their lives.

"Hmph, Number One Under Heaven … "What does' Number One Under Heaven 'count for?" The woman couldn't help but think of all the hardships she had gone through, all the things that had happened in the past that had caused her to be unable to breathe.

She shook her head as if trying to shake off her unhappiness, but after a moment of concentration, her eyes slightly shifted and her expression changed. She waved the horsewhip in her right hand with the tip as nimble as her fingers, hooking up a rock by the side of the road. The long whip was raised, and the stone shot into the air.

The whistling sound of the stone flying through the air could still be heard. There was already a strange bird's cry in response. Soon after, a haze was cast down from the sky, covering the woman's head. An elderly voice came down from the sky, "Head, please wait."

The girl didn't raise her head nor say anything. Both of her hands gathered together the mane of her horse. The corner of her mouth slightly moved. In an instant, her brows revealed a haughty look that looked down on the world. The old man continued, "Heavenly Division Head, everyone is chasing you back. Because I, Peng'er, can fly fast enough, I was barely able to catch up to the Electricity. Sovereign wants you to leave … Maybe it was just a moment of anger. It's all my fault that I wasn't here that day. Otherwise, there would have been room for manoeuvre when I tried to persuade you. "Ai, you young people are full of vigor. Why can't you just say what you want to say?"

The woman was still silent. She slowly shook her head and clamped her legs, trying to urge her horse to go on. The old man became anxious and cried out in alarm, as if he had fallen from the sky.

"Old Master Ling?" The lady did not have time to stop the Electricity. She quickly pulled out the stirrups, pressed her toes on the saddle, and twisted her waist. It was only when she turned around that she could see that the old man was still sitting unscathed on the great roc's back, unharmed. The woman knew that she had been cheated, but she was not angry. Sighing, she slowly landed back on the saddle. This scene happened without a sound, and the movements were very agile. There were occasional travelers passing by, and all of them were stunned as they watched. For a moment, they were truly flabbergasted.

When the Electricity saw its master turn around, it thought that he was going to return to the west.

The old man grinned and said, "The horse doesn't think twice. The birds of prey don't love birds of prey. This Electricity came from the west, and now that you look back, it knows how to be happy. This great roc and golden winged bird are not from the Central Plains, but they spent a lot of money to buy them with a friend from India. When they first arrived, they became angry for a long time and stopped eating for a few days. If a beast was like this, how could a human endure it? Clan Master Tian, the eight of us will create Rakasha Sect together, why are you leaving without holding back at all?

The girl did not answer his question, but smiled and said, "I should have known long ago that with the Ling family's old patriarch's power, how could he fall? With Peng'er's dexterity, how could she be injured by a junior's flying stones? "

The old man smiled and said, "Heaven Division's leader is too courteous. We are both sect's middle masters, how can senior be separated like this? You calling me that would make this old man feel very uncomfortable! "I know that you're kind and soft-hearted, that's why you used such a trick to keep you talking. So it's my fault."

The girl said, "Master Ling, junior thanks you for your good intentions. However, since you know that it is better for me to stay, I also know that it is better not to stay. Back then when we created this' Rakasha Sect ', I originally wanted to borrow the power of the eight Buddhist Sects to protect all living things. It was a pity … From the very beginning, he had been following the path of the murder of Raksha. This junior thinks that he does not have a Shura's heart, or perhaps, the Heaven's Priests from the Buddhist Scriptures and the Asura Division are opposed to each other, this is fate. At this moment, junior is no longer a member of the sect. It is junior's duty to address himself as junior before you. Then he smiled and turned the horse's head.

"Why should I? "Right now, people are pressing on us everywhere, even the officials are eyeing us covetously. If you leave and the more than three hundred Sky Sect generals leave, wouldn't the sect be in an uproar?" The old man sighed and bitterly advised, "Heavens …" [Wan-Er, even if you are trying to save my life, let's talk about it when we get back. The sectmaster should just let him fix it.] Your relationship is deep, and quarrelling is one thing, but isn't it a pity to part from each other over this matter? "

"No need." The woman still refused flatly, "Zhongkai would rather die than admit it wrong. Not to mention, he didn't do anything wrong just for the sake of his sect. If this junior were to go back and confront everyone face to face, bearing the crime of sowing discord would only increase the displeasure. "If we leave just like that, when we meet again in the future, we will still have face." Then, he turned the horse around and raised his head: "Go home." The last sentence she said was purposefully infused with her Heavenly Note Art. The Golden Roc only felt the wind sweeping through the clouds in an instant as its boundless aura assaulted them. It didn't wait for the old man's order and immediately flapped its wings to the north, turning into a black dot in the horizon and disappearing without a trace.

In the end, she still used the skills she had learned from him in the past. The woman felt a sense of loss: never think about getting rid of your relationship with him for the rest of your life. " With a "pa" sound, the long whip in her hands swung out in the air, causing the Electricity s to use force as they charged straight towards the Luoyang City.

As the crimson robe gradually disappeared from sight at the end of the road, a man dressed in rural clothing wearing a bamboo hat slowly walked out from behind a white poplar tree. The straw sandals beneath his feet had long since been tattered to the point that it could be seen that his journey had been arduous. However, there was not a speck of dust on his cotton pants and pants, which showed how profound his Lightness Skill was. Looking at the dust cloud that was rising from the Electricity, the man walked a few times and then put it down, but in the end, he just smiled at the sky and walked towards the north.