Chapter 140: Hunters
After finishing his meal, Li Changsheng left the Taoist temple and walked north into the open and lonely deep mountains. His ears heard the faint bird chirping, and he saw the afternoon sunlight shining through the shade of the trees, sprinkling a mottled path. Li Changsheng carried a bamboo basket and climbed over this mountain before arriving at the foot of the Xuanwu Gully.
The mountain road near Wenshi Temple was trampled by Taoist Wuwei and Yin Lingzhi with their feet, which was already rugged and difficult to navigate, let alone overgrown with weeds.
Li Changsheng walked in Xuanwu Gully with a bamboo cage on his back. When he looked up, he saw the green mountains faintly and the white clouds lingering. Apart from the sky and the earth, there was only himself here. Occasionally, the mountain breeze accompanied by the rain and mist from the waterfall on the mountain made him feel calm and peaceful in his heart. He couldn't help but look up and let out a long whistle, which echoed and rolled non-stop in the mountains. Li Changsheng smiled, his martial arts were three levels worse than Yin Lingzhi's. Yin Lingzhi let out a long roar, like spring thunder, continuous and dense, yet earth shattering. I don't know how powerful the Wuwei Dao's long roar should be?
Li Changsheng soon saw three giant spruce trees in the valley. He went to search for Longzhi Grass under the trees and indeed saw a cluster of withered yellow weeds. He carefully dug up the soil at the roots, and soon, three beige Longzhi Grass roots with a soil smell appeared in the bamboo cage.
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There is no one in the empty mountain, and in the afternoon, the sunlight cannot shine. In the Xuanwu Gully to the north, there is a rising mist in the forest, which is like a poem or a painting, making people feel even more open-minded.
Li Changsheng couldn't help but think that living here for a lifetime, learning and comprehending Taoist martial arts every day is also good.
Suddenly, Li Changsheng turned his head and listened, hearing the voice of someone in the distance. Qinglong Ridge is the highest peak of the Qinling Mountains, and Xuanwu Gou is already considered the northern slope of the Qinling Mountains. With the same vast mountains and forests, how could anyone come here? Is there still an enemy? Yin Lingzhi is currently using her internal energy to eliminate toxins, and she cannot be disturbed by anyone.
Li Changsheng put down the bamboo basket and jumped up in place, landing like an eagle on a tall spruce tree. He looked around from a high place and found two strong men holding steel forks, carrying arrow bags and bows, looking east and west in the dense bamboo forest in the distance.
The area near Qinglong Ridge is desolate and uninhabited, which is why the Wenshi Temple was built here to facilitate the cultivation of reclusive Taoists. The nearest Yinjia Village is also fifty miles away. This is the hinterland of the Qinling Mountains, a paradise for wild beasts and venomous snakes. How could anyone come here?
Li Changsheng jumped down from the big tree, lowered his head, and quietly walked over. He wanted to see who was here. Soon he lay behind an ancient cypress tree, only a dozen steps away from the two of them. The two of them looked like hunters, both unkempt. Their hair and beard had not been trimmed for a long time, and their clothes were dirty and torn, but their eyes were cunning and malicious.