Chapter 126: The Return of the Extreme Wind Chaser First Update

  Hundreds of monkeys felt insulted at the same time, and hundreds of monkeys in the forest made a 'hee-hee' strange cry, which was chilling to listen to.

  His eyebrows slightly contracted towards the center, and the forest seemed to have a sudden chill, the temperature dropping rapidly. The monkeys' strange cries stopped in unison, each shrinking their bodies and leaning against each other in fear, their angry eyes now filled with dread and panic.

  Sitting upright in the center, the monkey king who had been enjoying the service of the monkeys was suddenly pushed to the front by a group of monkeys, and a bunch of red hair was presented with both paws.

  The monkeys are a group of highly intuitive creatures, and in just an instant, they sensed that the person in front of them was different from the occasional visitors who appeared here. This one seemed more like a humanoid demon, and provoking him would lead to big trouble.

  Qianjin looked at the monkey hair in his hand and let out a bitter laugh: "If Master or Uncle Blake found out that I bullied the monkey, wouldn't they scold me for being shameless?"

  "Ah..." Gan Jing turned around and walked towards the gathering place of Huo Lie Niao, letting out a sigh: "Two years ago, when I faced this group of monkeys, I'm afraid I would have needed to use some tricks in order to get my hands on their fur. Today, it's actually so easy... Two years, two years' time... The changes are really too fast and too great."

  Bì Luò looked at the magic core in her hand and nodded slightly: Yes, the change over two years is really too great. Her spiritual power has gone from stagnation to a firm and slow progress forward, two years...

  The water filled the child's face with gloom, and the changes of two years were not as great as those of one day when the Dou Shi mine vein was discovered. In just one day, all his relatives and comrades-in-arms died, and human greed... Alas! The Dou Shi mine will be owned by Qianjin from now on, at least he saved my life.

  "By the way..." Qian Jin turned around curiously and looked at Shui Lian Ying'er, who furrowed her brow and asked: "I suddenly remembered something. Just now on the road we left, did you find any human corpses or skeletons? That... that Xiao Chang..." Shui Lian Ying'er's pretty face flashed with a deep-seated hatred: "Xiao Chang Leiyin!"

  "Right, right." Qian Jing nodded repeatedly. J asked: "That day we encountered an avalanche together, logically he should have been buried under the snow for two years. Even if the accumulated snow could freeze his body, on our way back we should have seen his corpse, shouldn't we? At least there should be some remains?"

  Shui Su was standing still, lost in thought, recalling the situation on the mountain path when they left the valley. The snow was only ankle-deep, so even if someone had been lying in the snow, they should have been easily discovered. But now...

  No corpse... no corpse! Waterway's hands and feet were slightly trembling, hatred was spreading rapidly in her body. She looked up at Qianjin, who was now much taller than her: "You're saying one by one, eleven by eleven?"

  Qian Jin rubbed his head uncertainly and said, "Although it can't be confirmed that this is the case, it's not ruled out that he might have also survived the avalanche." "Xiao Chang Lei Ming is still alive..." Shui Lian Ying Er's slender hands clenched into fists, her finger bones cracking with hatred: "Is he really still alive?"

  "Maybe?" Gan Jing smiled indifferently, the fighting stones in the Dou Shi mine had all been depleted, so even if he went there would be no use! Even if he was really alive, he wouldn't need to fear him about the matter of scattering the fighting stones, as long as he just said they were all used up.

  "If he were still alive..." Shui Lianying clenched her fist and punched the trunk of a nearby tree: "I'd personally send him to meet the spirits!" Qian Jin looked at Shui Lianying with a smirk: "Can you beat him?"

  The water then filled the child's eyes as he gazed at Qian Jing. For two years, in the mountains and valleys of Siji, he had been training every day like a warrior, but he had never been in a life-or-death situation like Bi Luo or Qian Jing, who were always on the brink of death. His strength had improved, but only to a limited extent. Even if he were to face Xiao Chang, Lei Ming might still end up being humiliated.

  Regret spread throughout Shui Lianying's body, having always thought that Xiao Changfeng had died. In the two years at Siji Valley, she had never truly trained with her life on the line...

  "What's the use of regret?" Qian Jin let out a cold laugh: "I remember that during the 13th era of the Zhen Ce dynasty, there was a military god named Chen Ben who was a genius at using troops. When he was young, he didn't like reading books either. In the Command Department of the Warrior Academy, he was always at the bottom of the class, until the last year before taking the high-level academy exam, suddenly he somehow got motivated to study, and as a result, he spent a year studying hard but still failed the exam. He then spent another year studying on his own expense, and passed the second time, entering the Warrior Command Department of the High-Level Academy, eventually becoming a military god at that time..." "He once said in his memoirs: 'I always remember this sentence.' Qian Jin turned back with a smile: "It's not too late to work hard, as long as you're willing to do so."

  "Maybe the first time you tried your best and failed, but if you're still alive, why not try a second time, maybe you'll succeed."

  Shui Lian Ying'er gazed at the unceasingly moving back of Gan Jing and Bi Luo, muttering to herself: "Struggle till the end... Struggle till the end..." The Firebird is a group-dwelling creature with swift movements and aggressive behavior. Its feathers possess certain magical resistance, but once they leave its body, the resistant force will greatly weaken, unable to even withstand a single burning fireball spell.

  Qian Jin gazed at the hundreds of firebirds flying in the sky above the tree cluster, reached out and took out the Shooting Moon Bow, aimed at the flock of firebirds in the sky without even nocking an arrow, directly drawing the bowstring to its fullest extent, his eyes narrowing into a slit as a faint glint gathered in his pupils and burst forth! [Divine Shot] [Arrow Intent]!

  The lotus-filled waters seemed to hear the sound of several arrows breaking through the air, and the fiery birds in the sky cried out in unison, flying high into the distance, leaving behind dozens of feathers slowly falling from the sky.

  Qianjin picked up the strong bow and shook his head: "I still haven't mastered the [Divine Shot]'s [Arrow Intent]. With empty strings opening the bow, a rain of arrows would be released at once. Even warriors might be killed by a [Back Intent] shot, let alone the Firebird which is even more irresistible. Where did I go wrong? I can only use [Arrow Intent] to scare them away."

  "Let's just take a bird egg, shall we?" With a burst of energy, he climbed up the tree trunk, scooped out an egg from the nest, and also took away quite a few of those beautiful flamingo feathers that were used to decorate their own nests. "Here, I think these feathers are pretty nice, you can take some too."

  She took the phoenix egg and enough feathers to weave a small vest, carefully placing them in the secret storage pocket of her magic cloak. With this egg, she could continue on the path to becoming a great magician.

  "Let's go! We should head back to school too." Gan Jing stretched his waist with a loud crack, taking large strides in the direction of Oakland City: "It's been two years! I'm finally back! I wonder if that guy Rolin has gotten fatter? And Uncle Franlin's blacksmith shop, is it now the number one blacksmith shop in Oakland? This time, I must try to exchange blows with Uncle Fabreidis, he'll probably be scared out of his wits!"

  The firm footsteps quickened involuntarily. It took seven days to get here from the outside back then, and this time it shouldn't take seven days to return, right?

  Three days later, Gan Jing walked out of the forest on the outskirts of Lu Ri Mountain and looked at the Auckland City wall from a distance, which had been standing still, somewhat aged but still majestic.

  Two years have passed, and from the outside, Auckland City seems to have changed nothing. The merchant team, under the protection of the guards, after being checked by the city soldiers, slowly entered the city. Individual merchants were also released quickly after going through certain procedures.

  Qian Jin took out the emblem of Auckland Magic and Warrior Academy from his sleeve, carefully pinned it to his chest, turned around and said to Shui Lianying: "After we enter the city, we will return to school. What about you?"

  "Me?" Water lotus Ying Er looked up at the sky, took a deep breath, and refocused her beautiful eyes on Qian Jin's energetic eyes: "I want to ask you for help, can I?" Qian Jin raised an eyebrow: "Bei Xiao Long Lei Ming?"

  "No!" Water Lotus shook her head, her long hair behind her swaying back and forth: "If Xiao Chang Lei is really alive, I must kill him with my own hands. I just want to ask you to help me forge a pair of large double-handed swords. As for the cost, I don't have much now, but I will definitely repay you in the future." "Alright." Qian Jing nodded crisply: "What about after you get the sword?"

  "I want to find an adventurer team or a mercenary team to join first, those channels have more information." Shui Lianying restored her usual composure when traveling outside: "At the same time, truly train myself." Three days later, you come to Franlin's blacksmith shop to pick up your sword. Gan Jing walked side by side with Shui Lianying into the city gate, and they went their separate ways in different directions.

  "I'm back, I'm finally back." Qianjin stretched out his arms and took a deep breath of the Oakland city air. This city, where he hadn't lived for long, somehow gave him a special sense of belonging.

  "Shall we hurry up?" Gan Jing turned his head to look at Bi Luo, who was already walking as fast as she could. His left hand reached out and touched her slender waist, then he bent down and scooped her up with his right arm, saying "It's still faster this way..."

  Four seasons in the valley for two years, Bi Luo has gotten used to Gan Jing's arrangements, and even this time when he was picked up, he didn't react for a moment, unsure whether to resist or what to do, just feeling the rapid movement of the wind in his ears. Auckland City is still old-fashioned and secluded, with its own occupied area.

  After running for a short while, he hired a horse-drawn carriage and sped through the city to Oakland Magic and Warrior Academy.

  A bumpy horse-drawn carriage ride, Bi Luo had a feeling that his butt was going to be shaken into several pieces, finally returned to the entrance of Auckland Magic and Warrior Academy, which he hadn't seen in two years.

  P: Didn't sleep well, poor sleep quality, but I'm very touched. Since shouting, the monthly ticket growth rate has far exceeded the previous monthly ticket exchange chapter speed, touching, touching, so much that my two dark circles under the eyes have become even darker...