Chapter 482: Hunchbacked Old Man

Early in the morning, Yan Bugui ordered a small package and boarded a ox cart with the recruits from nine other small villages and rushed to Wanhu Village 30 miles away. On the ox cart, the new recruits laughed and laughed together, and their mood was like the rising sun in the sky, with bright and brilliant light.

Only Yan Bugui sat on the shaft of the carriage, smiled and turned around, waved to Wuqi and Su Qin.

Wuqi waved his one arm and greeted Yan Bugui with a smile.

Su Qin put his hands in his sleeves, squatting on a stone on the side of the road like an old farmer in the countryside, staring blankly at the gushing upwards. After a long time, he sighed: "This trip is dangerous. This kid, don't be targeted by the people from the Wanxian Alliance you mentioned, otherwise he would not be dead enough if he had a hundred lives!"

Wuqi said in a deep voice: "There is a great opportunity only when there is a great danger. Where can I have such a good thing in the world that is so relaxed and peaceful?"

Tighten the bandage on his broken arm, Wuqi said calmly: "I'm leaving, go and find my chance."

Su Qin stood up and muttered with a tilted mouth: "I am leaving too, I am walking around and staring at me everywhere. The children finally come here, but I am the general dispatcher and always have to take care of it from time to time. Tsk, I still don't believe it. If I don't have a copper plate on my body, I can't get rich and prosperous from this Pangu continent!"

He slaps his tongue proudly, and Su Qin sneered: "A tongue that is not bad, I, Su Qin, hum!"

With his head proudly raised, Su Qin raised his hands and walked to the south with his hands swaying. In several villages thousands of miles away, there were also elite patrolmen with Yan Bugui lurking. The morning breeze gently blew through Su Qin's body, and his tattered linen clothes flipped over and over, just like the wings of a black crow burned with bald hair.

Wu Gui glanced at Su Qin and said in a deep voice: "You must be careful too. It's not peaceful here! I hope you can live until three years later!"

Su Qin's body condensed slightly, then he nodded, and without looking back at Wuqi, he took a little under his feet and suddenly rushed out more than ten miles away.

With a smile, Wuqi looked up at the sunset and walked slowly to the north. He walked slowly, but he could take dozens of feet away at each step. The earth quickly slid under his feet, and soon Wuqi had already driven out thousands of miles. Taking Zhongning City as the coordinates, Wuqi carefully avoided the cities and villages along the way, and walked all the way to the bottomless abyss of the North Sea.

After walking, the Pangu continent was vast and boundless. With Wuqi's escape technique, he walked for more than two months and only half of the journey was completed. The continuous escape day and night made Wuqi's mental strength become extremely haggard. Finally, after crossing a desert full of bottomless quicksand, Wuqi found a grassland with abundant water and grass, and paused.

Sitting lazily against a big rock, Wuqi leaned against a roadside, quietly watching the road that runs through the entire grassland. The human race has extremely powerful reproduction ability, and the Pangu Continent is expanding at any time, but the human race seems to have filled the entire Pangu Continent. At least until now, except for those Jedi that cannot survive, Wuqi has not discovered a place without humans.

This grassland is more than 100,000 miles in radius, and this avenue is tens of thousands of miles long. On both sides of the avenue are densely covered with towns and villages, and countless caravans are passing through this avenue. Wuqi is lying on the side of the road, regulating his breath to restore his true energy, while admiring the expressions of pedestrians on the road.

Their joys, sorrows, their every move, their words and actions. These humans are humble and small, and have no powerful power, but they are thriving and expanding their own tribes in this magical land. Wuqi felt a huge vitality in these people that is faintly consistent with the way of heaven and earth.

Wuqi sat on the road for three days and three nights. When he was in a state of meditation, he felt the huge vitality hidden in the body of a mortal, Wuqi suddenly felt the earth under his feet tremble. Pangu Continent was like a living person. This vibration was his heartbeat, vast and boundless, making Wuqi feel that the terrifying huge vitality was released from the underground of Pangu Continent and spread around.

This vitality has always existed, but when Wuqi sensed the infinite vitality in the bodies of those mortals, he suddenly saw the purple vitality rising from the ground and spreading around him. This purple vitality covered the entire Pangu continent, and merged with the starlight essence sprinkled by the stars in the sky, turning into a mysterious yellow energy between the heaven and earth, hazy and unknown how large it was.

The dull heartbeat kept ringing in Wuqi's ears, and gradually, his heart began to beat with the heartbeat.

The purple anger merged into Wuqi's body, and the itchy feeling came. Wuqi deliberately ignored the serious injury and healed quickly. It was just a blink of an eye. Before Wuqi could stop this change, the wound on his chest was healed, and his skin was smooth and as if he was not injured.

When Wuqi woke up from this wonderful insight, his broken arm had magically grown a piece. Now only the part below the elbow has not returned. From the elbow to the shoulder, half of the arm has grown in just a few breaths. Moreover, the new arm has a little stronger strength than the one he is intact. Pure physical strength, without the slightest spiritual bonus, is the pure physical strength enhanced.

After gasping for a breath, Wuqi looked up at the sky. He seemed to vaguely understand what the human race practiced was.

Just when he was in a daze, a hunchbacked old man in ragged clothes, carrying a bamboo basket, filled with ordinary herbs that were worthless and carrying a sickle in his hand, was walking along the road toward this side. The old man's hunchback was very powerful, and the meat ball on his back was almost the same as a hump. His eyes could only stare at the ground, and his eyes could not even look straight ahead. He could only see the ground three or five steps away in front of him.

Old, thin, hunched back, the old man's gray-brown skin was covered with old man spots. This was an old man who was not far from dying in his twilight years. He walked slowly on the road, humming a song that was extremely simple and gave people an extremely ancient feeling. The trembling song came out with the wind, alarming Wuqi, who was sitting on the ground in a daze.

After looking at the old man with a huge bamboo basket on his back, Wuqi sighed softly. He seemed to have found a more magical technique than the Dragon Transformation Sutra. At least the Dragon Transformation Sutra could not allow Wuqi's broken arm to be born in such a short time. Wuqi had calculated in just a moment that if someone could freely control this infinite purple vitality, then when he stood on the earth, his body would never be destroyed.

"Just like the earth giant in Western mythology, as long as you stand on the ground with both feet, you will have infinite power!" Wuqi clattered his mouth.

The hunchbacked old man walked past Wuqi tremblingly. His waist seemed to be sore. After walking by Wuqi for a few steps, he stood up, pressed his hands on his waist and hammered it hard. After coughing a few times, the old man turned his head and sighed to Wuqi: "I'm old, it's useless. When I was young, people said that I could carry the mountain and walk, but now I'm really old!"

Wuqi was slightly stunned. He didn't expect the old man to talk to him. He smiled and nodded seriously to the old man, "You are so old, why are you still running around? You should stay at home and enjoy your happiness!"

The sun was hanging high above my head, and the vicious sunlight sprinkled from the sky. The hunchbacked old man was covered in sweat. The beads of sweat dripped down his chin, and several small water marks splashed on the dry dirt road. The old man panted and shook his head and sighed: "Where can the descendants stop if they are not good? Enjoy the blessings? Alas."

With a sigh, the old man shook his head and continued to walk forward.

Wuqi looked at the old man silently and shook his head.

Standing up, Wuqi was about to continue heading towards Beiming, when suddenly a thunderous sound of hooves came from behind.

The sound of hoofs was still far away at the beginning, but it was approaching quickly. In just two breaths, the sound of hoofs ran at least ten miles. Wuqi turned around in shock and saw a group of knights who were like wolves and tigers riding a kind of buffalo, but were covered with green scales, and two pairs of sharp long horns were born. The beasts with nature as wind rushed over along the road.

The knights with a total of more than one thousand were all covered with heavy scale armor, and a thick metal mask was covered with his face. Even a trace of flesh was not exposed. On both sides of the saddle of the giant ox mount, which was more than two feet long, were hung with weapons bags made of leather, and all the eight-foot dragon battle halberds were inserted. In the hands of the leading knight, a blood-colored flag was flying in the air on a three-meter-long flagpole.

The pedestrians and vehicles passing through the main road retreated to both sides of the road in horror, fearing that the team of knights would be blocked from the road and suffered unintentional disaster.

But the hunchbacked old man had a bad vision and seemed to have some problems with his hearing. He twisted his head blankly and looked around, but where could he see anything wrong? He just knew that something terrible was approaching through the vibration from his feet.

"Damn old man, get out!"

The cavalry team rushed to the old man, and the leader of the team waved the long whip made of animal tendons as thick as a child's fist, and whipped it hard at the old man. The long whip made a sharp sound in the air, like a poisonous snake, thrusting at the old man in a head and face.

The pedestrians around exclaimed, if the whip is whipped, even the stone will be pulled a crack, let alone the old man?

Wuqi frowned, his body shook repeatedly, and he rushed to the old man with a few afterimages. He grabbed the old man's belt with one hand, took the old man and rolled to the roadside and fled. The whip like a poisonous snake brushed Wuqi's body and slashed the linen cloth on his shoulder to pieces.

"Hmph, hide very quickly!" The cavalry leader snorted heavily. He didn't stop pestering Wuqi and continued to run wildly with a large group of people.

Wuqi rolled to the side of the road with the old man in his arms and shook his head in a mess. He did not use any magical magic, but only relied on his powerful physical strength to make this set of actions, so he was a little embarrassed when dodging.

The hunchbacked old man coughed violently. He rolled his eyes and sighed: "The world is not as old as the past, and each generation is worse than the previous one. Where did such disrespect for the elderly in the past? Now, I am only one step away from death, so can't I have a good ending?"

Wuqi shook his head. He avoided the eyes of pedestrians on the road, took out a few silver ingots and stuffed them into the old man's hand, and then turned around and left without saying a word.
Chapter completed!