Two days later.
Notting City North Gate.
More than twenty carriages filled with goods lined up in a long queue, and their wheels made a dull sound as they ran over the bluestone pavement.
Tang San was carrying a cloth bag and found the seventh truck according to the number on the wooden sign.
The person in charge of driving the car was a dark-skinned young man. He looked at Tang San up and down and pointed to the rear of the car.
"I've left a place for you later, so take those boxes of iron up first and don't touch other goods on the way. If you damage something, you won't be able to afford the compensation even if you work for the caravan for a year."
Tang San put down the cloth bag, moved several heavy wooden boxes onto the car alone, and re-fixed them with ropes.
The young man saw that he was moving swiftly and did not continue to be in trouble.
When the sky was completely bright, the caravan left Notting City.
Tang San sat behind the truck, looking at the city wall getting farther and farther away, without any nostalgia in his heart.
Nuoding Academy left him nothing worth remembering.
When he comes back from Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, he will naturally step into that city again and let everyone see whether he is a waste or not.
The caravan headed north.
In the first few days, Captain Zhao was worried that Tang San was too young and would not last long.
But Tang San never complained once.
When the truck got stuck in the mud, he would push it with his crew. If the axle cracked, he could repair it while he was resting. Even the weapons in the caravan that had been used for many years could be sharpened again in his hands.
The guys in the caravan gradually accepted this taciturn child.
Tang San rarely talks to them.
During the day he was on the road working, and at night after the caravan set up camp, he would hide aside to practice Mysterious Heaven Skill alone, or polish his Hidden Weapon by the light of the fire.
Time passed quickly in the sound of wheels.
More than a month later.
The caravan entered a mountain road with steep slopes on both sides.
The sun was already approaching the ridge, and Captain Zhao was planning to pass through the valley before dark, but the guard in front of him who was responsible for exploring the path suddenly reined in his horse.
Several pieces of gravel rolled down from the top of the slope.
Immediately afterwards, a boulder half as tall as a man hit the middle of the road.
Boom!
The horses pulling the cart in front were frightened and dragged the cart to the side. The caravan instantly became chaotic, and the guys shouted loudly and tightened the reins as hard as they could.
"There are robbers!"
As soon as the guard's warning sounded, a dozen men with weapons rushed out from the hillsides on both sides.
Arrows fell from a height and were nailed into the wooden planks of the truck.
The young man driving the seventh truck quickly drew out his long knife.
"Tang San, hide under the car!"
Tang San did not do so. He had already seen a robber bypass the caravan guard and pounce on the seventh truck from the side.
That person obviously also discovered Tang San.
"The caravan is empty? Even such a young child is on the road!"
The robber stepped on the wheel, jumped onto the truck, and slashed Tang San's shoulder with the long knife in his hand.
Tang San's feet moved slightly, and his body slid away from the blade.
The robber's sword missed, and before he could take back his weapon, Tang San had already approached his side and slapped his ribs heavily with his right palm.
Bang!
The robber stumbled and bumped into the cargo box.
The power of this palm far exceeded his expectation.
"Brat!"
The robber cursed angrily and swung the knife across his backhand.
Tang San A circle of white Soul Ring rises under his feet.
Blue Silver Grass grew rapidly from his palm, wrapped around the edge of the truck, and suddenly pushed his body into the air.
The blade sliced across his feet.
When the young man driving the bus saw the circle of white Soul Ring, his tense expression was stunned for a moment.
"Ten-Year Soul Ring?"
The robber also laughed.
"It turns out to be a white-ringed waste!"
Tang San The person is in mid-air, but his eyes do not waver.
The cuff of his right hand was slightly raised.
Whoosh!
The robber's laughter stopped abruptly.
Sleeve Arrow passed through his throat, and the arrow was driven into the rear cargo box with blood.
The robber covered his neck with both hands and fell heavily from the car.
Tang San used Blue Silver Grass to fall back onto the roof of the car, raised his hand to pull out a few iron needles, and threw them at the other two rushing robbers.
The iron needles pierced the wrists and knees of the two men respectively, and the weapons fell to the ground.
Two caravan guards took the opportunity to rush forward and cut them down.
Captain Zhao led people to guard the center of the road and quickly suppressed the attack. Seeing that the leader was killed, the remaining robbers did not dare to continue the struggle and dragged their injured companions back into the forest.
The caravan clerks were busy calming the horses and inspecting the goods.
The young man driving the truck walked to the seventh truck, glanced at the body lying on the ground, and then looked up at Tang San who was recovering Blue Silver Grass.
"You Hidden Weapon are cruel enough."
Tang San jumped out of the truck, walked to the body and pulled out Sleeve Arrow. Blood dripped along the arrow, "He wanted to kill me."
The young man who drove the car did not refute. It was not uncommon for the caravan to travel north and south, and it was not uncommon for people to die. But Tang San's calmness when killing people was completely unlike a six-year-old child.
Captain Zhao also came over.
He looked at the robber who had been shot through the wrist with an iron needle, and then looked at Sleeve Arrow in Tang San's hand.
"You have made a great contribution today."
Captain Zhao took out a Silver Soul Coin from the money bag and threw it to Tang San.
"Take it."
A guard nearby picked up the Blue Silver Grass that fell on the ground and couldn't help but laugh, "Although this Soul Skill is just a white ring, it is very fast for escaping. If it hadn't bounced high just now, the knife would have hit him."
Several other guys also looked over.
"Innate Full Soul Power matches Ten-Year Soul Ring, it's really a pity."
"Hidden Weapon is much more useful than Martial Soul."
That night, Tang San sat by the campfire and wiped the bloody Sleeve Arrow clean bit by bit.
Farther away in the forest, a tall figure wearing a ragged cloak stood quietly behind a tree.
Tang Hao has been following the caravan for more than a month.
He did not show up to clear the dangers on the road for Tang San. Only Tang San can grow into a qualified Soul Master by truly undergoing training.
Tang Hao glanced at the white circle Soul Ring that had not completely dispersed, and held the wine bottle with his fingers.
Ten-Year Soul Ring, sooner or later this shame will have to be repaid by the Spirit Hall.
After a while, Tang Hao retreated into darkness, and his breath completely disappeared.
More than a month has passed.
The continuous mountain shadows finally appeared at the end of the road.
"The range ahead is Heaven Dou City!"
The caravan crew cheered.
After more than two months of bumpy roads, they finally reached the end of the trip.
Tang San also stood up from behind the truck.
He took out the herbal notebook and compared it with the mountains along the way to identify the direction.
Sunset Forest is just southwest of Heaven Dou City.
The caravan stopped to rest in a nearby small town.
Tang San found Captain Zhao and took the initiative to return the wooden caravan sign.
"I'm ready to leave here."
Captain Zhao was counting the goods. Hearing this sentence, he frowned and looked at him.
"It's still half a day's journey from Heaven Dou City. If you follow the caravan, you can at least find a cheap hotel to stay in."
"I'm not going Heaven Dou City."
Tang San put the cloth bag on his back, "I want to go Sunset Forest."
Captain Zhao Stop what you are doing.
"Do you know where Sunset Forest is?"
"Soul Beast gathering place."
"You know how dare you go?"
Captain Zhao pointed at the wooden plaque around Tang San's waist.
"There are no Soul Masters stationed outside Soul Hunting Forest. Even Ten-Year Soul Beast can tear a child like you into pieces. Not to mention there are thousands of Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts deep in the forest."
"I only look for herbs on the periphery."
Captain Zhao stared at him for a while, knowing that he could not persuade him, so he took a rough map from the truck.
"Go southwest. You can see the edge of the forest before dusk. Whether you can come back alive depends on your own ability."
Tang San took the map, thanked him, and left the caravan with his cloth bag on his back.
Captain Zhao looked at his back walking away alone and shook his head.
"This guy is not very young, but he is quite courageous."
Tang San rushed all the way to the southwest.
At dusk, the road ahead was gradually covered with weeds, and a large stretch of dense forest with no end in sight appeared in the distance.
Tang San slowed down, took out the herbal notes from his arms, and began to search for traces of Jade Phosphorus Poison Miasma along the mountain.
Just when he was wondering if he was looking in the wrong direction, a strange-colored dead leaf appeared in front of him.
Tang San Take out an iron needle, carefully pick up the dead leaves, then put the iron needle under your nose and smell it, then take out a small amount of medicinal powder and sprinkle it on it.
Tsk!
The powder turns black quickly.
Tang San The fatigue in his eyes was swept away.
Jade Phosphorus Snake Poison.
Exactly the same as what was recorded in the herb notes.
He raised his head, looked at the increasingly dark forest ahead, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.
"The notes are indeed true."
"Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, it's inside."