Chapter 588 The Mysterious Thatched Cottage
Huang Yi is basically satisfied with the approval rate of each award, and the people on his side have performed well.
Afterwards, Huang Yi entered the second world and started a new day's journey.
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In the East Ocean Continent, the city of the Budo Guild - Wucheng, Miyamoto Musashi and Oda City are standing on the top floor of the city hall.
At this moment, Miyamoto Musashi frowned, looking preoccupied. Oda City looked at him quietly, feeling pain in his heart. After the martial arts tournament, Miyamoto Musashi seldom smiled anymore, and his face was sullen every day, as if he had changed into a different person.
It was Huang Yi who made Miyamoto Musashi like this. When Oda City thought of Huang Yi, he had a complicated feeling in his heart. On the one hand, she complained a little to Huang Yi, without him, Miyamoto Musashi would not be what he is now.
On the other hand, Oda City admires Huang Yi a little bit. She is a person whose eyes are higher than the top. Few people in this world can be admired by her. In her eyes, almost all men can be automatically ignored. The presence. And Huang Yi is one of the few exceptions.
In the team finals, Huang Yi beat her so convincingly that she beat her every time when she was about to think she would win. Moreover, Huang Yi is also the only man she has ever fit with besides Miyamoto Musashi. The subtle psychological touch always made her feel as if she had had intimate contact with Huang Yi before, and every time she dreamed back at midnight, she could The scene of their fit emerges.
In her pure girl's heart, Huang Yi has unconsciously occupied a delicate position, faintly plucking at her heartstrings, and she doesn't know how to treat Huang Yi.
"Brother, have you been disturbed by the god of death again? I told you not to look at the approval rating of the best individual award, we just live our own lives." Oda City walked up to Miyamoto Musashi and stretched out his small hand Grabbing his big hand, he comforted him softly, "Look at that blade, standing at such a high position back then, he had the courage to choose to retire and live the life he wanted, why couldn't you?"
Miyamoto Musashi fell silent for a moment, he didn't know if he was touched by Oda City's words, or he didn't listen at all. After a while, he suddenly bit his lip, turned his head to look at Oda City, and asked, "Sister, do you think I'm stronger or Shashen is stronger?" At this time, he looked concerned, as if this question was very important to him. Important, even faintly childlike helplessness, hoping to be affirmed and comforted by Oda City.
Oda City's beautiful eyes stared at Miyamoto Musashi quietly, sighed slightly, and said: "The people below always compliment you, and you have heard all the good things. If I am like them, how can I deserve it?" How about being your sister? Lies are not good for you. To be honest, I think you were as strong as the God of Death before, but in your current state, you are no longer his opponent."
"What? Even you are facing him?!" Miyamoto Musashi heard this answer,
Immediately angry, he shook off Oda City's hand fiercely, glared at her, and sternly said: "Did you fall in love with him after that fit?"
Oda City was slightly taken aback, never expecting that Miyamoto Musashi would be so angry at her. After quite a while, she finally regained her composure, her eyes suddenly turned red, covered with a layer of mist, and she said aggrievedly: "How could you do this!"
After that, she turned around and ran out without even closing the door.
Seeing the disappearing figure of Oda City, Miyamoto Musashi frowned even deeper. Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he immediately sent a message to the vice president of the Martial Arts Association——
"Within a month, I must see a warship with lethality. When that time comes, let's go to the Hero Continent!"
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In a blink of an eye, a week has passed.
This week, Huang Yi's body has been leveling up in the Tower of the Gods, and successfully reached level 132. However, it has become more and more difficult to keep the first place in the world rating list. Yang Yuheng, who is ranked second, has rocketed to level 130, only two levels away from him.
This was also within Huang Yi's expectation, the upgrade speed of ordinary players was more than double that of rare occupations. As time goes by, let alone the top one in the level list, even the top 100 in the level list, it is very likely that there will not be any rare occupations, and all of them will be occupied by ordinary players.
However, this can only narrow part of the gap. There is still a big gap between ordinary players and rare professions. Unless there is a substantial lead in level, it is possible to defeat rare occupations by using level suppression or status suppression.
As for Huang Yi's incarnation, he was riding a little dragon these days. The location of the dragon capital is too far away, and he has only traveled less than half of the distance now. Since he separated from the demon dragon, he has never seen any players along the way. There are only more and more powerful monsters in this monster mountain range, and there are no traces of humans. It is like entering a primitive world.
These days, Huang Yi used his treasure-smelling ability along the way to discover many treasures of heaven and earth, including treasure mines, spiritual herbs, and divine water. The little dragon ate everything it could eat, and the scales on top of its head grew more than 30 pieces, which seemed to be a little bigger.
However, what made him a little worried was that along the way he did find many high-level sanctuary beasts fleeing from the depths of the mountains. Just like what the little demon dragon said, it seemed that something big happened inside.
On this day, Huang Yi rode a little dragon and continued to fly in the sky over the Warcraft Mountains.
"Huh? There is a spirit grass ten kilometers away, let's fly there!" At this time, Huang Yi was slightly happy, and sensed a spirit grass.
On an average day, he can discover one or two spiritual herbs. If this efficiency is known by other players, I don't know how envious they will be. Few people have the ability to smell treasures like Huang Yi. They want to search for a spiritual herb in this vast and endless virgin forest, which is no less than finding a needle in a haystack. They often work hard for a year, travel through mountains and rivers, and risk their lives every day Dangerous, only one or two plants can be found! Far less efficient than Huang Yi.
Not long after, Xiaolong quickly carried Huang Yi to a towering mountain peak!
The mountain is steep all around, as if cut by a knife, and the surrounding cliffs are covered with grass. The spiritual grass that Huang Yi sensed is on this cliff. This kind of cliff, ordinary people can't climb it at all, they can only fly up.
At this time, Huang Yi's keen eyes scanned it, and finally found the spirit grass. It was a red dragon ganoderma the size of a fist, which grew on a crack. It had experienced many years of wind and rain, and it had been growing tenaciously, facing the warm sunshine. There are no guardians around it, it is alone, and this steep mountain is its biggest line of defense.
Huang Yi immediately jumped from the little dragon, flew to the side of the cliff by himself, and carefully picked off the Long Ganoderma lucidum.
"Yiyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!", before Huang Yi could say hello, the little dragon took the initiative to fly over, opened his big eyes and obediently looked at the Long Ganoderma lucidum, then at Huang Yi, wagging the dragon's tail left and right, like Like a puppy that pleases its owner.
"Eat it obediently!" Huang Yi patted the little dragon's head, and directly stuffed the dragon ganoderma into its mouth.
Xiaolong immediately flapped his wings excitedly, blowing out several gusts of wind, and began to eat with relish. Soon, a golden light shone on its forehead, and five delicate small scales grew out.
"Let's keep going!" Huang Yi said, touched Xiaolong's head, turned over and rode on it.
Xiaolong just ate a stalk of spiritual grass, and when he was full of energy, he flew extremely fast, carrying Huang Yi forward at a fast speed, heading towards the rolling hills in the distance.
"Huh? Spirit grass! There are a lot of spirit grass!" At this moment, Huang Yi suddenly sensed that there were more than ten spirit grass ten kilometers ahead!
The spiritual herbs he found these days were all one by one, and he had never found more than a dozen in one go! It's almost like artificial planting! Where is it that can actually breed ten spiritual grasses? Huang Yi could no longer imagine it!
Xiaolong also seemed to notice that there was something delicious again, so he couldn't help but fly faster, getting closer and closer to the place Huang Yi perceived.
Huang Yi's eyes were fixed on the mountains in front of him, where the clouds and mist were shrouded, full of ethereal feeling, and the mountains rose and fell one after another, without end.
Finally, the distance got closer and closer, and Huang Yi's sight became clearer and clearer. Through the thin clouds, he saw the scene of the mountains.
The mountains are covered with pine trees, the wind is blowing, the waves of pines are bursting, the rocks are jagged, the springs are clear, the birds are singing faintly, and there is an oriental fairy-tale beauty. Huang Yi seemed to fly from a magical mountain range in the west to a fairy mountain in the east.
At this time, on the top of a cliff in a mountain, Huang Yi suddenly saw something that shouldn't exist - a thatched cottage!
In this uninhabited primitive mountain range, there unexpectedly appeared an artificial thatched hut. This scene shocked Huang Yi's heart all of a sudden!
The thatched house was covered with pine needles, but the front of the door was cleaned very cleanly, and a vegetable garden was opened beside the house, with a dozen young grasses planted in it!
Huang Yi's gaze was fixed on the dozen or so tender grasses in the small vegetable garden! That was the dozen or so spirit grasses he had sensed!
At this moment, his heart was shocked! These ten or so spirit grasses were obviously planted artificially, and the biggest characteristic of spirit grass is that they cannot be planted in batches. This scene clearly violated this common sense.
What kind of hidden master lived in that thatched cottage? (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come (this site) to subscribe and reward. Your support is my biggest motivation.)