Bearing the blue sky

Chapter 144 Riding Forward, Murderous Intent Boiling High

Zhu Ge was wearing clothes that Hua Liusha had woven for him.

Whenever she had time, she would read "The Records of Suzhou Silk" and do needlework as soon as she returned home, and her skills improved more and more.

Hua Liusha even plans to weave inner armor and leather armor, which can be sold in the future.

In turbulent times, these weapons and equipment items never lack a market.

"Good horse, go faster!"

Thinking of this, Zhu Ge leaned down on Ma Zhu, her thighs pressed tightly together.

It is difficult to ride a horse without a saddle and stirrups.

However, the main body of the horse bamboo is bamboo, and there are bamboo nodes in the waist and abdomen area, which is similar to a saddle seat.

Just clamp it tight.

Fortunately, Zhu Ge's thighs were incredibly strong; he could not only squeeze them tightly, but he could even crush the bamboo shoots.

So, Zhu Ge also got to experience extreme speed along the way.

He only needed to wear the [Stealth] trait to conceal his aura and presence, so to all the other beings, it was simply that Ma Zhu was running.

It's much better than before, when I'd run a short distance only to be stopped by a monster.

"Hissing sound—"

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The horse ran freely and couldn't help but let out a long neigh.

Ma Zhu wouldn't have dared to run around like this before.

But now, on horseback, he is a fierce warrior who can defeat even swords, axes, and mantises.

With such a thing on his back, Ma Zhu felt fearless and could simply run freely through the jungle.

Before long, Ma Zhu approached Jianshui City.

Many monsters still guard Jianshui City, but now that the axe-wielding mantises are gone, some of them have left the city.

Jianshui city is overcrowded. Last time Zhuge arrived early in the morning, the streets were packed with people.

At this time, the external environment eased up a bit, so many people had no choice but to return to their hometown mountain villages.

However, for ordinary people, leaving the city would mean certain death.

Therefore, those who leave the city now all possess at least some level of cultivation.

It could be a second realm, or several realms together.

Among them, Zhu Ge could also see some people wearing uniform clothing, who seemed to be people from the so-called martial arts school.

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Escort missions are one of the daily tasks of martial arts schools, academies, and immortal pavilions.

Martial arts schools, academies, and immortal pavilions all represent the path to unparalleled combat prowess.

Besides their daily cultivation, some villagers also hire these people to perform tasks such as escorting and driving away monsters.

The appearance of the blessing song naturally attracted the attention of many pedestrians.

"Huh? How come there's suddenly someone on that horse?"

"Silence! This person is clearly a powerful figure; don't say anything more!"

"We must hurry, while this lord is here, many demonic beasts should be attracted there."

"What a fine horse! This gentleman is actually able to tame a bamboo spirit that has taken human form. How come I've never heard of such a person in Jianshui City?"

Many people were busy on their way, especially farmers and rural women from some villages.

They lived hand to mouth, preoccupied with survival, and had no energy to ponder what the appearance of the blessing song meant.

Most of the people discussing the topic were from martial arts schools and immortal pavilions in Jianshui City.

These people have good judgment; they can see Zhu Ge's strength.

To traverse the jungle alone, especially on horseback, truly demonstrates exceptional skill and daring.

Zhu Ge ignored these people and rode straight into the city.

There was still a protective array at the city gate, but he had an entry token and entered Jianshui City very easily.

Zhu Ge first asked about the location of the Fish Scale Martial Arts School, and then rode his horse towards the school.

As Zhu Ge moved forward, an incomparably powerful aura naturally rose from his body.

"Knock knock"

"Knock knock"

"Knock knock"

The heart of martial arts naturally began to beat.

It only revealed 30% of its power, yet it created a sound like a flood or the Yellow River flowing into the ocean within a radius of several miles.

"What's that noise?!"

There were many pedestrians on the road, and anyone with cultivation could feel the killing intent emanating from Zhu Ge.

These murderous auras were all forged by Zhu Ge with the flesh and blood of demonic beasts, punch and palm strike at a time.

A murderous aura emanated from him!

Zhu Ge finally emerged from the city gate, and Ma Zhu's pace slowed considerably.

His murderous aura immediately attracted the attention of many city gate guards and the squad leaders and centurions who were training soldiers nearby.

"Sir, please stop!"

Soldiers came to stop Zhu Ge from advancing: "Killing is forbidden within the city!"

"Killing is prohibited?" Zhu Ge glanced at the soldier, lingering for a few seconds on the soldier's scarred arm, before saying, "Don't worry, I won't kill. I will act within the rules."

"This—" the soldier hesitated.

The soldier, a squad leader, was undecided at the moment, so he cupped his hands in greeting to Zhu Ge and then went to report to his superiors.

Zhu Ge didn't take it to heart.

His purpose in coming here is to make a big splash, but he can't just make a big splash.

Because he still needs a reason.

Making a big fuss is only effective when you are in the right.

When you're being unreasonable, making a big fuss won't help.

As Zhu Ge moved forward, many pedestrians who wanted to leave the city made way for him.

Zhu Ge's martial arts heart beat continuously, brimming with murderous intent.

Such an imposing presence will not harm those around them.

However, if anyone tries to approach Zhuge, they will feel as if they are being blown away by a strong wind, making it difficult to move forward.

The singer held a silver stick, his expression utterly calm.

He had been using the silver staff for a long time, and with his use, his blood essence had gradually seeped into it, making the entire silver staff stained with a touch of red.

In addition to its original silver color and Zhu Ge's refined style, it's no longer appropriate to call this silver staff a silver staff.

Perhaps it should be called the Purgatory Star Staff — Zhu Ge glanced at his staff and pondered a name.

The blood-red color combined with the scattered literary elements makes the name "Purgatory Star Staff" more fitting.

Those around Zhu Ge were unaware that he had the leisure to name his weapon; they only knew that he glanced at the stick in his hand, as if checking its condition.

Something big is about to happen!

Countless people can sense this.

Ordinary people rushed home to close their doors and windows, while some powerful individuals rushed back to their own territories to report the news.

At this moment, Zhu Ge remained unhurried, but the blood energy within his body was surging so violently that it sounded like thunder rolling and collapsing through the clouds.

Now, not only can the sound of his martial arts spirit be heard throughout the surrounding area, but throughout the entire city.

In fact, with Zhu Ge's current power, just by fully activating his Martial Heart, he could probably kill all ordinary people.

Putting aside everything else, the phantoms in his martial arts heart are something only geniuses can condense.

Even a fisherman in a straw raincoat, who is so powerful, is called a genius simply because he can conjure up a phantom of a fisherman's song.

And what about the congratulatory song?

He combined Chinese martial arts with the martial arts manuals carefully selected by the fisherman in the straw raincoat, and diligently studied and practiced them, while also fighting against various monsters.

Ultimately, he formed his own martial arts origin through the myriad forms of martial arts.

All martial arts originate from the source!

Therefore, when he arrived in the bustling city, the whole city was in an uproar.