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There is an old friend from Yangguan in the west Chapter 1265 The ancient road

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    Chapter 1265 Ancient Road

    "Haha, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other. Not having any talismans is not necessarily a good thing. According to rumors, some powerful talismans can often set up large formations with just a thought, and their methods are endless"

    Lin Feifeng studies formations and often performs them in the air. Feng Rushan has seen a lot and doesn't think there is anything wrong with them.

    He could conclude that Mo Yun's talent in formations and runes was mediocre, but his interest in runes was very strong. Strictly speaking, Mo Yun was very interested in a type of runes, and this type of runes  Wen, Feng Rushan had a vague feeling, and the incomplete talisman seal from Nanmenyuan should have the same origin. In other words, it is likely that it also belongs to the talisman seal extracted from the original series, and there should be at least some connection.

    The incomplete talisman seal at Nanmenyuan was obtained from a ruins of the Sirius clan, and Mo Yun is a descendant of the Sirius clan. It is not impossible that the two are related, and Feng Rushan will not make a fuss.  However, extracting the origin is definitely the top secret technique in Gangxing China. In fact, he suspected that extracting the origin is also a taboo technique in Gangxing China. At least Feng Rushan has never seen similar records.

    Feng Rushan couldn¡¯t understand why Mo Yun would reveal such runes to an outsider of unknown origin.

    The runes in Mo Yun's hand were obviously inherited, not figured out by himself, and he didn't look like a nerd.

    Even though Mo Yun is doing purely academic research, Murong Xuefei is obviously a more suitable candidate, but Mo Yun is more willing to discuss the runes in his hand with Feng Rushan.

    The key is that such a top-notch secret technique, Feng Rushan believes, is not accessible to just any clan member even in the Sirius clan. Mo Yun, even without Sirius Xiaoyue, should not be an ordinary descendant of the Sirius clan.

    "Elder Mu's words make sense. However, if you want to attack others, you must first sharpen your own weapons. Unfortunately, these rune tools are not available in the market, and there is no one in the Stone Niu tribe who can refine the tools.  ¡­¡­.¡±

    Mo Yun just came into contact with runes after he became a warrior. He was too far away from setting up a large formation at a moment's notice.  It would take him a lot of time to complete a slightly more complicated talisman array.

    Of course there is a certain truth in accumulating thick and thin, but it takes time to accumulate thick and thin, and Mo Yun cannot afford to wait.  But while talking, Feng Rushan finally succeeded in delineating the complete runes for the fourth time after failing twice more. Their eyes were quickly filled with a faint mist, and Mo Yun had no intention of worrying about those useful or useless ones, and concentrated on everything.  The mind realizes the flow of mist.

    "Hehe, it seems that Mo Yun is still worried about me."

    According to Feng Rushan¡¯s knowledge, it is not particularly difficult to refine ordinary talismans. At least Murong Xuefei tried to refine a few, and the success rate was acceptable.  As for some special talismans, this depends on the level of the runes. Generally speaking, the more rare and advanced the runes are, the more precious the materials are and the refining techniques are less known. Naturally, the price is also more expensive.  .

    The talisman Mo Yun needs cannot be bought on the market, so there are naturally some explanations, but Feng Rushan is not in a hurry.

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    "Mr. Yun, about ten miles to the south, there is a tent with a blue tooth flag standing in it. It seems that the son of a wealthy chief took advantage of the early spring to hunt and accidentally went too far. Should we go and ask them for a purchase?  Some water and fresh meat?"

    After Zhewen finished speaking, he looked at Mo Yun quietly.

    "Forget it! Let's just take a rest and leave after a while. It is estimated that in two days, we will be able to get out of this damn Gobi. Miss Mu, please take care of me."

    Mo Yun silently looked at the rolling hills to the south, and finally sighed softly and shook his head gently.

    In the blink of an eye, they have been on the road for more than three months. According to the season, it is already early spring, but the desert is bitterly cold, the winter snow is not gone, and the fresh wind is like a knife. They have not met a single person for three days. Although there is no shortage of food, there is still no shortage of food.  He didn't meet any suitable prey, and he didn't have enough water or good wine. As for other daily necessities, he had to save some. Mo Yun himself felt quite miserable. He thought about the yellow sand hitting his face, lack of water and vegetables, Murong  Xue Fei was even less used to it.

    In fact, he also understood that Zhe Wen did not necessarily need to replenish water and fresh meat. However, when walking on the grassland and meeting people on the same journey, it was common for everyone to get together and have fun. Mo Yun also often found opportunities to go there.  Get to know people from all walks of life, but tonight, without any given reason, Mo Yun always felt that the situation was a bit strange, so he didn't want to get into trouble.

    Maybe it¡¯s because the Gobi is a little too desolate.

    "Hunting? Brother Wen, in this poor place where birds don't poop, what prey can attract a fang flag?"

    Murong Xuefei¡¯s face was covered with black gauze, so others could not tell how much she had suffered.

    According to reports, the Anxi Ancient Road they took?In the past, it used to be an important traffic thoroughfare in the east-west direction of Qinke Grassland, with an endless stream of people coming and going. However, in recent decades, as the grassland desertification around the ancient road has become more and more serious, the Anxi Ancient Road has become desolate, dilapidated, and  It no longer has the charm of the past, and only some dilapidated buildings on the roadside still silently tell the past glory of the ancient road.

    On the Qinke grassland, flags are used to represent the identity of the owner, including size, color, height, and shape. They are very particular about Chido. Murong Xuefei is too lazy to care about those details, but Ya Qi is at least a chief, and is better than Mo Huai of the Shiniu tribe.  The red flag was more than one level higher. In the past three days, Murong Xuefei only occasionally saw a few small sand lizards and gerbils among the sparse camel thorns. She did not believe that any chief would be interested in sand lizards.  He was so interested that he mobilized troops to surround and hunt him.

    "Uncle Master, the Daning Mountains to the south are rich in high-quality iron ore, and there are a large number of forging slaves gathered in them. This group of people has a good background."

    "Mo Yun has a keen intuition about danger."

    Generally speaking, the smelting technology and forging level on the Qinke Grassland are much worse than those in the Zhou Empire. The reserves of various ores are not rich, but there are quite a few smelting centers. The grassland people mine and smelt iron.  With the ability to manufacture various weapons and daily utensils, it is not difficult to understand that the tribe that owns the iron ore producing areas is undoubtedly powerful, and Feng Rushan is not willing to provoke this group of people with unknown origins.

    It is not easy to travel long distances in the grassland, even though because of the Immortal Mansion, Murong Xuefei does not have to worry about bathing and drinking.  Moreover, after Black Wind Mountain, although there were many small problems along the way, they never encountered any serious troubles. Feng Rushan was very worried that Murong Xuefei was restless and wanted to find some fun.

    The ancient desert road is not the same thing as the ordinary road.

    "Oh, iron ore. Let's forget it."

    Generally speaking, there must be good things in the mines, but to encounter good things, it not only requires a lot of time, but more importantly, there must be corresponding opportunities. For example, the Ox King General back then, and Murong Xuefei, did not have time.  , and I am not in the mood to gamble on my luck.

    She hasn¡¯t finished reviewing Banbian Yun¡¯s treasure house yet. She can¡¯t always have such good luck.

    "Hehe, trouble is coming. Get on your horse!"

    Murong Xuefei was so gentle and docile, Zhe Wen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Unfortunately, many times, if you don't look for trouble, trouble will find you.

    Not far away in the south, there was a faint sound of hoofbeats, and the sky was full of smoke. Judging from their posture, they were coming in their direction. Zhewen naturally didn't want to cause trouble, but he still had to be on guard.

    As far as Zhewen knows, the iron ore in the Daning Mountains does not currently belong to any one company, but is owned by seven or eight powerful nearby tribes. However, no matter which tribe owns the iron ore, the specific ore mined is  He is not a member of this tribe, but a slave from Fengru Mountain Pass.

    The vast majority of forging slaves are from the conquered tribes and their descendants. After the tribe was conquered, some of the entire tribes were forcibly moved to the mining areas, and some were young and middle-aged men from the tribes who regularly came to serve in the mining areas.  , the old, weak, women and children choose to live in other places, and the situation is quite complicated.  But regardless of the form, as people of the conquered tribe, miners cannot be regarded as normal herdsmen. They are slaves, and their situation is needless to say very miserable. This can be seen from the name of "forged slave".

    Of course, wherever there is oppression, there will be resistance, and miners will not be honest and do nothing. Therefore, the management, guarding and monitoring of forged slaves are indispensable, and coming to Daning Mountain is no exception.  And these supervisors stationed in the mining areas are said to have bad tempers.

    In this group of people, the men are all strong and the women are as beautiful as flowers. Zhewen doesn¡¯t want to be caught mining.

    "Hey! Mu Yan, this kid is really good at running away, shameless!"

    Not long after, there was the sound of hoofbeats, and a team of people and horses rushed over. There were not many people, only about ten people. But a dozen feet away in front of the horse team, there was only one person walking on foot, and one was covered in blood.  little boy.

    The little boy has a childish look on his face. He looks only twelve or thirteen years old, but he is tall, half a head taller than the average adult. However, there are two long arrows stuck in his back, and his whole body is dripping with blood.  His slightly slender long legs were as heavy as lead. He staggered forward and ran forward. In fact, he could not be considered running. At most, he could only move instinctively.

    The little boy's clothes were in tatters, and Murong Xuefei could even hear his heavy breathing and see beads of sweat sliding down his face.

    Whoosh!

    A bright red feather arrow hit the little boy's thigh accurately. The tall little boy didn't even have the strength to scream. He struggled and stumbled forward two steps, and fell to the ground with a bang. He grabbed the ground with both hands.  The feet kicked violently?Climbed another three feet and became motionless again.

    The splashing yellow sand covered the little boy¡¯s blood-stained offspring. The yellow sand behind him was soaked in blood and shone with a strange red color.

    ¡°Master, Madam!¡±

    For a moment, He Shuang seemed to have been hit by something, and tears flowed down uncontrollably. It was as if something suddenly exploded in her body. Unprecedented fear and anger swept through her body, as if it was about to burn. Her face was distorted, and her eyes were filled with tears.  Showing pain, he unknowingly urged the horse out.
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