There are very few human monks in Fenghai County today. Under the unified orders of the sword-wielding courts in each state, most of them went to two battlefields in the northwest to fight to protect Fenghai County.
For the human sect forces, it was not just Lingzang who returned to the void, but almost the entire sect force was mobilized, except for leaving some hope for the sect.
Therefore, at the port of Chaoxia Prefecture, most of the people Xu Qing looked at were foreigners.
These foreigners live in Fenghai County on weekdays and have been protected to a certain extent by the human race for countless years.
Although the protection was not very large, they were not expelled from the county after all, and they still had a place for the tribe to live.
But thinking about how they had refused to send strong men from the ethnic group to participate in the battle before, Xu Qing shook his head.
Although he could understand these foreign tribes, he knew that they believed that this war had nothing to do with their tribe. No matter who was in charge of Fenghai County, it made no difference to them.
If that's the case, why bother?
From their point of view, it may be true, but Xu Qing is not a saint who cares for all races. His position makes him have no good impression of these foreign races.
Especially among these foreign tribes, Xu Qing also saw the Yanmiao tribe.
The Yanmiao tribe does not only exist in the desert. There is fog in the Yuanhai Sea of Chaoxia Prefecture, and any place with fog is suitable for this tribe to inhabit.
Their bodies are made of mist, so unless you know something about them, it's hard to tell their gender or see what they look like.
All you can see is clouds of fog floating around the docks of the port, shuttling back and forth, as if looking for something.
At the same time, there is also a special black puppet that also appears in the Yanmiao clan. There are many gaps in it, which can be parasitized and driven by the Yanmiao clan.
Xu Qing, who was sitting on the back of the turtle, naturally attracted the investigation of the Yanmiao tribe, but it was a bit strange to see Xu Qing alone. After all, the turtle sitting on the turtle had no head, and its tail had a barnacle the size of a fist.
But among the group of monks at the dock, Xu Qing was no longer out of place compared to the various strange aliens. Some of the aliens around him were even riding on corpses.
As for the Yanmiao clan, Xu Qing had a deep feeling of distaste. The clan's attitude in the desert was full of malice, and the fragment of the world where Chu Tianqun fought with him was also borrowed from this clan.
Afterwards, Xu Qing calculated the time and found that when he met Chu Tianjiao, he was only one hour away from entering the county capital. This hour... was delayed by the Yanmiao clan.
But he knew that he was conducting a secret investigation this time, so after scanning his eyes, he suppressed his murderous intent and ignored it. Instead, he sat on the back of the stone lion that transformed into a turtle, silently waiting for the arrival of the ferry boat at the pier.
Soon, those Yanmiao people who were searching here found no results and quickly left, continuing their search at another dock.
Xu Qing didn't care what they were looking for, but he heard many foreign monks in the dock where he was, talking in low voices after the Yanmiao tribe left.
"The Yanmiao tribe has been searching for several days, and I don't know what they are looking for. I heard that they are not only searching at the port, but also in the deep sea."
"The external statement is that they are looking for a large number of remains that collapsed throughout the Chaoxia Prefecture after the fall of the Sun. However, the remains of the Sun have long been found and taken away by the human race and other ethnic groups in these countless years. They have not been seen in the past thousand years. There have been records of new flesh and blood being discovered.”
"I'm not looking for the remains of the long-extinct sun. Why do I feel like I'm looking for and preventing someone from entering Chaoxia Prefecture?"
Xu Qing was thoughtful and looked up at the Yanmiao tribe in the distance.
Until an hour later, when many more aliens were waiting for the ferry at the dock, a whimpering sound came from the mist on the distant abyss.
The aliens on the dock all looked around.
Along with the sound came gusts of cold wind.
This wind blew along the abyssal sea to the port, and some strange-looking giant boats gradually appeared in the mist, which gradually became clear.
Their shapes are divided into two types.
One is like a swallow, thousands of feet in size, with exquisite and luxurious lofts built on its back. There are also many maids with rabbit ears, each of them has a sweet appearance and graceful figure.
Xu Qing glanced over and recognized that this was the Lingtu clan. This clan had a large clan, but it did not have its own territory. All the clan members were scattered in several states, and they relied on the strong men of the big clan for their survival.
As for the other kind of giant boat, perhaps it shouldn't be called a boat, because they look more like huge leaves with four slender rod-like legs underneath, reaching deep into the bottom of the abyss.
These leaves are about a hundred feet in size. Compared with Yanzhou, they are not only much simpler, but also far more numerous than Yanzhou, occupying about 90%.
At this moment, with the arrival, the monks on various docks jumped up one after another, choosing the giant boat according to the different directions they were going.
Xu Qing saw that a few of the monks who were in Yuanying were going to those Yan boats, while the rest were going to Ye boats. He understood in his heart that these two ferries were prepared for different cultivation levels. .
So he observed it, found Ye Zhou heading to Qingwu Mountain, and stepped on it.
Qingwu Mountain also belongs to the central area of Zhaoxia Prefecture, not very far from Zhaoxia Mountain.
Xu Qing felt that it was inappropriate to go directly to Zhaoxia Mountain. Since it was a secret investigation, he planned to rely on his own cultivation to cross a certain distance to Zhaoxia Mountain after arriving at Qingwu Mountain.
Although Xu Qing felt that it was impossible to cross over for a long time based on his own cultivation, but in a short time, in his judgment, it was possible.
After stepping onto Ye Zhou, Xu Qing glanced around.
This leaf boat is extremely simple, with no buildings and no maids. There are only a few men in green robes with grimace masks sitting cross-legged at the front, responsible for sailing the boat.
As for the repairmen who boarded the ship, there were more than thirty in number. Except for seven or eight people who were sitting together, the others were all traveling alone and dispersed.
The area of one hundred feet is quite spacious to accommodate people like them.
Xu Qing found a corner and sat down cross-legged, then his eyes fell on the three green-robed monks in the distance.
Most of what he knew about Zhaoxia Prefecture was from the files of the sword holders. For example, the person in charge of ferrying here was a merchant alliance named Shuguang.
This merchant alliance is composed of many forces in Zhaoxia Prefecture, and the Sword-bearing Court here is naturally among them. After all, the special characteristics of Zhaoxia Prefecture make boat ferrying here a great benefit.
The clothing of the Dawn Merchant Alliance is this kind of green robe.
After looking carefully, Xu Qing glanced at the other monks on the leaves, then closed his eyes and meditated silently.
Not long after, about a stick of incense, some of the giant boats at the port dock began to set sail.
Xu Qing's Ye Zhou was one of them. After they paid the fee, as the leaves vibrated, the four thin legs underneath them slowly moved forward. The strong wind blew, and without any obstruction, they landed directly on the leaves. On everyone.
As Ye Zhou continued to move forward and gradually moved away from the port, when the wind blew stronger, a thin light mask spread out from the leaves and enveloped the surroundings, blocking the wind.
But the feeling of bumping and shaking became more and more intense.
Xu Qing didn't pay attention to this, closed his eyes and rested, and three days passed like this.
During the past three days, Xu Qing occasionally opened his eyes and looked in all directions. All he saw was the endless sea of the abyss. While the cold atmosphere filled the sky and the earth, some strange existences also appeared in the sea of abyss.
For example, there are whales with wings, countless red lanterns flying, and huge bats with two heads. However, these strange beasts obviously have an agreement with the Dawn Merchant Alliance. Although they appeared around, they did not attack Ye Zhou. .
In addition, Xu Qing also saw a giant flower with a size of thousands of feet in full bloom under a relatively shallow abyss.
The red color of this flower is very obvious under the deep sea, and there are strips of stamens rising from the flower, floating on the deep sea, spreading in all directions.
Their appearance also attracted the attention of many foreign monks on Ye Zhou, with strange expressions on their faces.
Because at the end of those swaying stamens, there were actually females from different ethnic groups. Xu Qing even saw the human race.
They are graceful and graceful, in line with the aesthetics of each tribe. They are not covered by any clothes. After appearing, they pose and wave to the cultivators on Ye Zhou.
"Sir, we are very lucky." When Xu Qing looked at the stamens, the sound of barnacles on the turtle's tail came to his ears. The barnacles were transformed from the head. At this moment, eyes were exposed on it, looking at the outside world obsessively.
"Happiness flower, it was my favorite flower back then."
Xu Qing frowned. He didn't know this kind of flower.
"The Joyful Flower is a special kind of strange plant in Zhaoxia Prefecture. When this kind of strange plant is in full bloom, the flower stamens will transform into the appearance of women from different ethnic groups to enchant passers-by."
"Once they are successfully charmed, they will be dragged down to the bottom of the abyss and sucked into mummies. Ordinary foundation-building monks only last three to five breaths. The golden elixir can last longer, but it cannot last too long."
"Only those with extraordinary talents like me could turn upside down in it and truly taste the supreme bliss brought by the Joy Flower."
His head murmured, and his eyes revealed memories.
"So the body is so thin?" The person who answered his head was not Xu Qing, but the big turtle under him.
His head widened and he was about to speak when Xu Qing suddenly heard a low voice.
"Shut up."
In an instant, the big turtles and barnacles no longer made any sound. Xu Qing's cross-legged feeling spread out and filled the place where seven or eight foreigners gathered in the distance. He just faintly heard that they seemed to be talking about the sword-wielding court. .
At this moment, as I paid attention, the sound gradually became clearer.
"These are troubled times. I heard that only if the number of ethnic groups in Chaoxia Prefecture is greatly reduced, evil plants like the Happy Flower will bloom..."
"The human race is in trouble this time, and the Sword-holding Palace is also in danger. Have you heard that there seem to be many ethnic groups and rogue cultivators who want to take advantage of the Sword-holding Palace in Zhaoxia Mountain."
"I have also vaguely heard that someone seems to be calling on loose cultivators, thieves, and thugs from all races to attack Chaoxia Mountain in the near future and rob the Sword-bearing Palace."
"It's so precarious. I've indeed seen a lot of new faces these days, and they probably aren't local cultivators in Chaoxia Prefecture."
"This matter has nothing to do with us. Let's return to our clan as soon as possible. We have no control over the life and death of the human race. If the human race loses in the end... we might as well get a share of the pie."
"Yes, I heard that the Sword-bearing Court is very rich..."
Xu Qing frowned slightly when he heard this, and when a coldness appeared in his eyes, he suddenly changed his expression and looked up at the mist on the distant sea.
Vaguely, seven or eight black puppets ten feet high appeared in the mist. They walked on the deep sea, with red light in their eyes, looking at Ye Zhou with evil intentions.
It is the Yanmiao tribe.
A fleeting cold light rose in Xu Qing's eyes, and he looked at the approaching black puppets of the Yanmiao tribe to judge the cultivation and combat power of the newcomers.
As they approach, you can see wisps of mist coming out of the gaps on these black puppets, turning into blurry figures outside. While looking at Ye Zhou, most of the mist also disperses and surrounds Ye Zhou. .
And those seven or eight huge black puppets were standing in front of Ye Zhou at this moment, blocking the way.
The four legs under the leaf trembled slightly and did not dare to move anymore. The monks on the leaf were shocked, and it was obvious that many of them were vigilant and alert.
The three green-robed monks wearing grimace masks also stood up quickly at this moment. When they stared at the Yanmiao clan, one of them clasped his fists and spoke in a deep voice.
"I wonder what the fellow Taoists from the Yanmiao tribe are doing here."
(End of chapter)
