chsdbacks Chapter 190: The Convoy, Changes to the Panel
Chapter 190: The Convoy, Changes to the Panel
Luoxia Marshland is mainly composed of lakes and marshes, with land accounting for only 30% of the area.
Even so, the land area is vast, and the number of living beings living on it is in the hundreds of millions.
A plain near a lake, with green meadows.
On a dirt road worn smooth by vehicles over the years, the occasional neighing of horses could be heard.
On both sides of the grassland, deer were chewing with their heads down, occasionally looking up at the passing convoy, without any fear.
Further along the dirt road into the distance, there is a low mountain range.
The carriage curtain was lifted, revealing a seductive, foxy face. She looked to be in her thirties, her alluring eyes sweeping sadly over the approaching herd of deer.
He reached out and pulled out a handful of spirit wheat.
Smelling the sweet aroma of barley, several deer followed, their hooves pounding the ground.
"Mother, the deer herd will attract some monsters. It'll be troublesome."
Inside the carriage, a childish boy's voice rang out. The handsome boy frowned, looking like a little adult despite being only ten years old.
Seeing her child's adorable appearance, An Ruxue couldn't help but reach out and ruffle his little head, a maternal smile spreading across her face. She then drew the curtains.
"Xiao Ran is still the smartest."
Last month, her precious child accidentally fell into the water and lay in bed for more than ten days, which scared An Ruxue half to death.
Fortunately, he eventually woke up, and after waking up, he suddenly seemed to have grown a lot and become exceptionally mature.
Although she's still not very talkative, she's become more opinionated. She has her own ideas about many things now.
An Ruxue was initially surprised by this, but quickly became happy for her child's maturity. She simply assumed that he had become more sensible after falling into the water.
An Ran glanced at her messy hair, but pretended not to see it.
The crisp sound of horses' hooves rang out from outside; the convoy had already crossed the lakeside meadow and entered the mountain road. The dirt road underfoot hardened, with small pebbles scattered around it.
"Madam, someone up ahead is calling for help!"
The carriage slowly came to a stop, and an old man with a goatee spoke from outside the carriage.
An Ruxue paused for a moment after hearing this, then pulled back the carriage curtain.
The convoy was now on a mountain path, with low bushes on both sides. On the not-so-wide dirt road, a handsome young man lay in the middle of the road, his clothes tattered and covered in dust.
An Ruxue's gaze met the young man's.
At this moment, Zhang Ping was overjoyed; he had finally seen a living person!
Excited: Damn it, I've been waiting for three whole days!
Heaven knows how Zhang Ping has managed these past few days! After entering the Gate of Passage from Fallen City, he thought he would safely reach the Myriad Spirits Domain, but who would have thought that unforeseen events would occur...
The moment he passed through the passage, he was repelled by an inexplicable force, and Zhang Ping was seriously injured before he could even react.
When it reappeared, it fell from the sky into the forest.
This time, the severity of his injuries was even greater than in the battle against the Demon Lord. Coupled with the residual power of the demonic corpse still lingering within his body, he could barely walk, and his strength was reduced to less than a hundred percent. He was so destitute that he had to dig a hole to hide in for three days straight.
Fortunately, there was a mountain road near where he fell, so he waited there for three days.
While recovering from their injuries and regaining their strength, they hunted a wild deer to fill their stomachs when they got hungry.
After waiting for three days, he finally got to see a convoy.
"Madam, please be careful." The goatee-bearded old man noticed that Zhang Ping had no trace of blood or qi, but out of caution, he still reminded An Ruxue.
An Ruxue raised her hand: "It's alright, Uncle Li, go up and take a look. If he's a victim, then help him out."
This place is near Langlang Mountain, and there are many villages and towns around it, all under their rule. If any villagers are injured while hunting, it's natural to help them if possible.
An Ran also crawled out of the carriage and couldn't help but roll her eyes after hearing her mother's words.
He couldn't help but complain inwardly. His mother had the same personality in his previous life, which caused her great suffering later on.
"Yes, Madam." Li Si nodded, dismounted, and walked up to Zhang Ping.
Seeing this, Zhang Ping disregarded his filthy appearance and quickly clasped his hands in greeting, saying, "Greetings, Uncle."
"Hmm, where are you from, and why are you asking for help here?" Li Si scrutinized Zhang Ping from head to toe, but couldn't discern anything about him.
Zhang Ping replied, "I came from the Great Swamp as a traveler. I was seriously injured and fell into misfortune. I beg you, Uncle, for your help. I will be eternally grateful and will repay you in the future!"
He then cupped his hands in a gesture of respect towards An Ruxue in the carriage.
Li Si nodded. An Ruxue had already spoken, and he couldn't see anything unusual about Zhang Ping, so he just regarded him as an ordinary traveling knight.
They made room for Zhang Ping in the last storage compartment.
The customs of Luoxia Marshland are different from those of the Great Wei Dynasty. It is more like a true cultivation world. In this vast world, dynasties are rare, and sects and families are the mainstream.
Sects control vast resources and recruit talented young men and women from all over to strengthen their power. While families are slightly weaker than sects, they have stronger cohesion.
There are also families with a history of thousands or even tens of thousands of years, whose strength is no less than that of a sect.
This land reveres strength, and cultivation is deeply ingrained in everyone's lives. The vast and wonderful world has also given rise to many wandering knights. Their strength varies, but they aspire to travel to various places, and they have even visited more places than some powerful sects in certain regions.
Therefore, most families do not harbor hostility towards wandering knights; more often than not, they offer assistance in exchange for their travel records.
Of course, Zhang Ping certainly didn't keep any records, but that didn't stop him from using this excuse to hitch a ride on An Jia's coattails.
As darkness fell, Zhang Ping lay comfortably amidst a pile of miscellaneous items, his back against a slanted wooden board, his feet propped up on the door sill.
The mountain road was a bit bumpy, causing Zhang Ping to sway from side to side.
As dusk approached, a cool summer mountain breeze, carrying the fragrance of wildflowers from who-knows-where, lifted the carriage curtain.
The setting sun shone on Zhang Ping's face.
He closed his eyes slightly, a smile playing on his lips, looking somewhat content.
With his mind focused on the task at hand, a transparent panel appeared.
The control panel has changed?
Zhang Ping was surprised.
After he passed through the passage and arrived at the Great Domain of Ten Thousand Spirits, he discovered that the beast pattern panel inside his body had also changed.
Zhang Ping
[Realm Level: Half-Step Divine Integration Realm (Divine Sense Not Yet Developed)]
【Branding: Donkey X Pattern (Full-Ruyi) Yin Yang Union Divine Heavenly Capital Fate Crossing (34%) Life Magic Armor (1%)】
【Donkey-like Pattern - Ruyi: Increases waist strength, speed, and stamina; size is as ruyi-like】
[Yin Yang Union and Divine Transcendence: The union of Yin and Yang, the ultimate principle of heaven and earth. Enhance cultivation talent through union.]
【Life Armor: The Power of the Old Lord of Zhao, Ultimate Form】
The panel has become simpler, and most of the animal patterns have disappeared.
Or perhaps it couldn't be said to have disappeared, but rather it had merged into his instincts, no longer appearing in the form of animal markings. Zhang Ping stroked his chin, his eyes gazing blankly at the distant orange-red forest.
That's good, it saves me the trouble of looking at the control panel.
Feeling the earth dragon's regenerative abilities continuously healing his injuries, coupled with his vast life force, Zhang Ping estimated that after a month of rest, his strength would be fully restored.
As darkness fell, we were deep in the Langlang Mountains, and the roars of demonic beasts echoed from afar under the moonlight.
Traveling at night is not advisable. The convoy stopped in an open area.
Light a fire.
Zhang Ping pulled back the carriage curtain and glanced inside. Everyone in the convoy was doing their job, and they had hunted down several weak wild beasts.
The lady also got off the carriage and sat down on a carpet to cool off.
A handsome young man was accompanying him.
Seeing this, Zhang Ping braced himself, flipped off the vehicle, and walked away.