The banquet didn't end with a lot of fun. First of all, everyone was not very familiar with each other and couldn't let go, so the whole scene was boring. Secondly... I have to work tomorrow, even if I'm not a cultivator. If you need to sleep, you still have to grit your teeth and squeeze out time for daily meditation practice, right?
So I figured I was almost "full of wine and food", so I canceled the banquet. At this time, the night was already as cold as water, and the sky was filled with stars. This restaurant is located on the edge of the fourth city from the bottom of Kunlun Ruins. When you look outside, you can see the scenery at the bottom of the mountain. Rong Tong wanted to take advantage of the night breeze on the terrace to dissipate the slight feeling of alcohol in his head, but he saw the sky from time to time. The sword light flashed and fell down the mountain like a meteor. The area between Yanhuo Forest and Weak Water was already brightly lit.
"Speaking of which, tonight is Christmas." Li Jingxun also noticed, lying down and looking at the light source with burning eyes.
"What...what?" Rong Tong doubted his hearing for the second time tonight.
"Christmas is also the birthday of the Holy Emperor." He Qingqiu explained with a smile from behind, "It is said that it was originally used to celebrate the emperor's birthday tens of thousands of years ago when there was a unified dynasty. Now it is actually to celebrate our head. ’s birthday. But in fact, there are various opinions from Junzhou on which day the sect leader was born, and even Kunlun can’t be sure. So the sect’s default is not to accept this. But it can’t stand up to some ordinary people who like to be lively, especially It is a favored area among the burning forests and weak waters. Since mortals' festivals cannot be celebrated in the cultivation world, they use this as an excuse to celebrate. In four seasons of the year, spring, summer, autumn and winter, they have to celebrate Christmas four times. !”
"The dependent area?"
"Kunlun allows disciples who enter the inner sect to bring their families, but they are not allowed to walk inside the sect without permission, so the natural isolated area between the Yanlin and the weak water was set aside to accommodate them. Over time, a rather large palace was formed. City." He Qingqiu covered his mouth and chuckled, "My lord, maybe you live far away, so it's natural that you don't know the situation in this area."
"Sir, why don't you also go into the city to play around? The Kunlun monks are not allowed to come in and out. There may be a lantern festival in that area tonight. You see, there are many sword-wielding fellow monks in the sky. I heard that there are many peaks with strict rules. , even if they are braving the curfew, there are disciples who want to sneak away to watch the fun!" Li Jingxun enthusiastically recommended it to her. Rong Tong was a little moved by her instigation. Chinese people tend to worship the ancients, especially those like her who majored in Chinese at university. They always have a little yearning for the scenery and events that only exist in the beautiful words and articles of ancient times. Suddenly, I discovered that a real ancient festival celebration was right in front of me - although it was from the world of cultivation - but it seemed quite interesting to stroll around and see something new.
Speaking of which, she has been here for more than half a year, and she has stayed at Wangyue Peak most of the time. She and Baoqin are the only two people on this mountain. It is really a beautiful place with beautiful mountains, water, and loneliness. She has never seen any lively places. Coming!
"That's not as good as..." Rong Tong raised his head with great interest.
"How could you, sir, be like you? Even though you are a Nascent Soul, your human heart is still intact!" He Qingqiu lectured Li Jingxun like an adult.
Rong Tong choked on the second half of the sentence. He just loves to join in the fun but still has a heart? Are everyone in Kunlun so immortal?
Li Jingxun pursed her lips, like an aggrieved little girl.
At this time, Zhang Jiucheng and others also came out, and each came to say goodbye to Rong Tong. Song Chenping also handed over his hands in a scribbling manner, and then drew out an epee and turned into light and escaped. Cheng Qiubai hurriedly shouted, "Brother Song, wait for me - —" and quickly disappeared into the sky.
"Then I will take my leave." He Qingqiu blessed himself demurely, stepped on a silver sword and left in fluttering clothes.
"Then...I'll go too." Li Jingxun looked at the direction of the family area with nostalgia. He probably wanted to take a trip, but was so aroused by He Qingqiu that he was too embarrassed to go, so he had to leave angrily.
Finally, Zhang Jiucheng rubbed his hands and came over, "My lord lives far away, why don't I find you a cloud car..."
"Thank you, but no need." Rong Tong leaned against the railing with an indifferent look on his face, "The scenery is nice tonight. I'll blow in the wind here again. You can go back first, don't delay your practice."
"Then I will resign." Zhang Jiucheng solemnly handed over his hands, but instead of flying away like others, he took a square step downstairs, went out from the gate, and climbed into a waiting Yun at the bottom of the building. car.
Rong Tong glanced at the cloud car getting further and further away, then Shi Shiran straightened up, mobilized his spiritual power to float up, and flew towards the direction of the dependent area along with the falling sword light. As she continued to approach from top to bottom, the entire city became clear in front of her. With its criss-crossing streets, gray roofs and white walls, it was indeed not like Kunlun's usual huge and majestic style. It’s closer to the ancient towns that remain in China’s memory.
She landed in a deserted alley, walked out for more than ten steps and arrived at the bustling long street. In front of every store, there were welcoming doors tied with colorful silk, and the lights were bright, and the top and bottom were illuminated. The line of the Lantern Festival Parade is so long that there is no end in sight. The dazzling lion dances, acrobatics, and noisy voices and music completely occupy people's vision and hearing. People are constantly cheering and joining the night parade. Men, women, old and young, There are rich and poor alike, and there are also ladies in fine clothes who are traveling together. They are full of laughter and subtle fragrance. Each of them holds a finely carved lantern, the rings on their skirts jingle, and the gold and silver beads on their corollas are dazzling. It's eye-catching, and the eyes of the men watching on the side are straightened...
Most of them are ordinary people with no cultivation. Occasionally they practice Qi or even more rarely build one or two foundations. They are all followers who follow them all the way, shouting and shouting, and they are very impressive. If you sense the aura of Jindan cultivation level and above that flashes through the crowd, they are basically Kunlun disciples who slipped down from the mountain.
Rong Tong walked all the way, basically going wherever there were crowds of people. Based on her experience of traveling every year, following the crowd might occasionally make her blind, but most of the time it would be easy to see the essence of the scenic spots. Sure enough, when I turned a corner, all the tree branches on the entire street were hung with colorful silks and small lanterns. The candlelight swayed and was as brilliant as day. Seeing this, Rong Tong, a "city dweller" who has lived in the reinforced concrete forest for almost thirty years, felt a little excited.
Keep walking and occasionally stop at some stalls selling snacks. However, probably because the dependent area is at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, the eating habits of the cultivator community are quite large. Even for such a grand festival, the food that can be displayed is very monotonous. Most of the stall owners sell a snack called "Jiao Rings", which are dough balls stuffed with meat and deep-fried in oil until golden brown. The children on the streets are full of envy. Almost every stall sells a large oil pan like this. There was a long queue in front of it, and the scale of the Internet celebrity store was comparable to that of the earth. Rong Tong was dumbfounded. He could only shake his head and leave, wanting to find other scenery.
Just when he turned around, he almost bumped into someone. She avoided it nimbly, but the opponent stumbled and fell directly to the ground.
"Hey, are you okay?" Out of humanitarianism, Rong Tong decided to give her a hand, but when he reached out, he met the other person's frightened eyes. This is a woman of eighteen or nineteen years old, with a pretty face, but her carefully combed bun has been messed up, her dress is dirty, and one of the clogs on her feet has fallen off. She avoided Rong Tong's helping hand, scrambled to her feet, and continued running forward unsteadily.
Rong Tong felt something was wrong. He was about to chase her and ask her if she needed help. Suddenly, several tall men appeared in front of her and blocked the woman's path. The first one with a scar at the corner of his eye grabbed the woman. Dragging the child in the opposite direction to the flow of people, while dragging the child, he pretended to shout loudly: "You bitch! I told you that there are many people on the street on Christmas Day, but you didn't listen, so it was suddenly dispersed by the crowd!"
The woman was dragged and staggered a few steps. She used her hands to break the man's hand that was holding her wrist. She was babbling, but she couldn't say a complete sentence.
It turned out to be a mute girl.
Originally, some passers-by noticed the movement and looked over, but after hearing the man's words, they all thought that the two were a couple and no one would care about them anymore.
Behind them, Rong Tong frowned. She could see the fear that the woman was desperately trying to express. Seeing the woman being dragged further and further away, Rong Tong felt that he couldn't just sit back and watch. Just as he was about to push through the crowd and follow, he saw a sharp shout coming from the opposite side,
"Stop! What are you doing?"
It was true that they met everywhere in life, and within a few days, she unexpectedly met these Jianfeng geniuses again.
Rong Tong subconsciously hid his face and hid, but the familiar and violent "senior sister" opposite had already blocked the men with a sword.
"Looking at how miserable this girl is, are you really her husband?" The female swordsman's eyes wandered suspiciously between the mute girl and the scarred man.
"Where are you blocking the road..." The scarred man raised his eyebrows and was about to curse. The accomplice behind him grabbed his ear and whispered a few words. Some people may have realized that the origins of these boys and girls are not simple.
So he suppressed his temper, but still said in a rough voice: "Why is it not my wife? This is the newlywed who just got married last month. On the day of the wedding, she made a lot of bragging all day long, and the neighbors all know!"
There was already a circle of people watching the excitement. It was unclear whether there were any "neighbors" who knew about it, but no one came out to refute the scarred man's words.
The mute girl shook her head desperately and looked at the female swordsman pleadingly.
"This girl doesn't seem to agree with what you said!" The female swordsman frowned.
"Hey, a woman has such a bad temper that even her relatives won't recognize her!" At this time, a "very experienced" man appeared in the crowd of onlookers. This casual comment, which was not a big deal, attracted a group of men who felt the same way. nodded.
"It's all a husband and wife quarreling, a husband and wife are quarreling! Don't worry about the things in the house, the heroine!" Immediately, an accomplice started to smooth things over.
"Can you let me go now?" Scarwolf asked angrily, and gave the mute girl a hard tug, as if to hint that she should be more honest.
The female sword cultivator was still hesitating, but the companion behind her quietly tugged on her sleeve, "Sister, Kunlun clearly stipulates that monks are not allowed to interfere in the affairs of ordinary people without permission!"
"But……"
"Senior sister, count the time, we are not far away from the Tiangang martial arts performance! The last time we caused trouble in front of the Law Enforcement Hall, the Elder Council scolded the peak leader bloody. If there is another trouble this time, even the master will not be able to protect us. Oh! Even if we are just fined to be locked up for two or three months and miss the Tiangang martial arts performance, our future will be ruined!" Today, Zhong Ziqi, who is perhaps the toughest person, is not around. Once the stereotyped thinking of "obeying the rules" is lost among everyone It spread out and became out of control.
The female swordsman seemed to be persuaded. She glanced at the scarred man unwillingly and hung the sword back on her waist.
Rong Tong, who was standing in the corner and observing secretly, was surprised. Why are you so timid? Where was your courage in confronting Yuanying before? It won't be worn out just because of a setback, right?
"Alas - my personality is not suitable for imitating Lei Feng and doing good deeds, but sometimes the situation is stronger than the person -" Rong Tong shook her head and sighed. She straightened her sleeves and prepared to step forward. At this time, she Suddenly she felt a pain in her head. At that moment, she was keenly aware that a strong sense of consciousness suddenly emerged somewhere!
The next moment, she had used her instinct to hide her figure and aura with all her strength, and jumped onto the roof in a few steps, trying to get rid of the coverage of this divine consciousness.
And the moment she flew up, a huge oil pan flew low over the heads of the crowd, pouring hot oil into the air.
Splashes of oil inevitably splashed onto bystanders, and screams broke out one after another, making the scene chaotic. The scarred man and his accomplices involved had already been turned into shelled red shrimps by hot oil from beginning to end. A few of them who were seriously injured screamed on the spot and fell to the ground unconscious. The rest They also huddled up in a ball on the ground, rolling around and wailing.
The mute girl had been pulled out long ago and was tightly protected behind her. The boy, who looked to be only about thirteen or fourteen years old, stood with his hands folded in front of a group of freshly fried prawns on the ground. He raised his fair and girlish face with disdain. He even had one in his mouth. focal circle.
"At the foot of the Immortal Mountain, in the bustling city, you actually dare to openly rob civilian girls, how wonderful!" The young man said coldly while swallowing the coke ring, and his words were miraculously clear and coherent. He turned back again, took the mute girl's hand and looked her up and down, "Sister Xiaochen, are you injured anywhere?"
The mute girl didn't know whether it was because she was almost abducted before, or she was frightened by witnessing the big explosion. Now she couldn't give any other reaction besides trembling all over her body, and her mental state didn't look good.
"Daughter - you scared us to death -" Fortunately, at this time, the mute girl's elderly parents finally staggered over. The mute girl threw herself into her mother's arms with a "wow" and started Sobbing. And his father stepped forward angrily, and stabbed the scarred man who was half dead on the ground with a cane, "What a beast! What a heartless guy! An innocent daughter of ours, even if you fight my old man, I can’t even capture him to make a cauldron for you—"
It turns out that it was blatant human trafficking.
"You, how dare you..." The scarred man was still twitching on the ground, almost word by word jumping out from between his teeth, "My great uncle is... the Nascent Soul on Lancai Peak Real person...you...just wait, I will tell you to die badly..."
However, he waited for a pitch-black pot first. The young man, who looked thin and frail, picked up the big pot on the ground and smashed it directly in front of his door. For a moment, he was hit with a bloody head. , fell unconscious on the spot, and did not know whether he was alive or dead.
"Bang-dang--" with a sound, the young man threw the oil pan aside, clapped his hands and snorted, "What kind of world is this now!"
"Sister-in-law, let's help sister Xiaochen go home and rest first!" He turned around and said warmly to the parents.
"Okay, okay, thanks to you today!" The couple was very grateful. They helped their daughter walk back and comforted her constantly. The young man was about to follow, but was stopped by a female voice from behind.
"Wait a minute, little friend. What was that just now? Is it the art of controlling objects?" the female swordsman who witnessed the whole process said in surprise. She looked up and down at the young man who seemed to be less than five feet tall. "You...seem to have only practiced Qi for the second time." Level, right?" The first five levels of Qi training are almost the same as those of a slightly healthy mortal. Practicing spells is something that can only be mastered in the foundation building stage.
"Ah... that," the young man scratched his head. He didn't have the scornful aura before, but he looked a little more childlike as a young man should. "I also tried it out of desperation, and today it was the first time I succeeded!"
"That's already very impressive," the female swordsman exclaimed. She expressed her sincere appreciation, "Kunlun's selection will be held in five years. You must come. With your talent, you will definitely shine in the future!"
She said it so firmly and sincerely that the young man seemed a little embarrassed. However, he was a little bit embarrassed by the female swordsman's suggestion, "Kun...Kunlun...it's just a matter of chance..."
"With your qualifications, you will definitely be selected. When the time comes and you have passed the outer sect screening, you must come to our Sword Peak. I will introduce you to my master..." The female swordsman didn't seem to notice. He hesitated, and now she seemed a little too enthusiastic.
There was a male swordsman behind him who wanted to stop his senior sister from overstepping the rules with her words, but was silently held back by her companions. Perhaps out of a compensatory mentality due to guilt, several of their golden elixir-level prodigies sat idly by and ignored them, which almost led to a tragedy. Fortunately, this young man from the second level of Qi training appeared in time, obliterating the source of their future guilt. .
Rong Tong, who was on the roof after watching this big show, had a headache and rubbed her temples. She was still a little anxious. The crushing consciousness that she had just burst out for just a moment, and was lost in the sea of people in an instant, and then It's a pan of oil falling from the sky. The cultivation level of these Jindan juniors was too low to notice, but she felt that this young man who suddenly appeared was much more than what he saw on the surface. Either the divine consciousness just now came from him, or there was an expert standing behind him. .
But it has nothing to do with her anyway.
"My lord! My lord! It's that side! Someone is provoking trouble! The descendants of Master Yuanying were injured, and their lives and deaths are unknown now! You guys hurry up and follow -"
From the other side of the roof, you can see that across a building, the guards patrolling on the other street have arrived. Sitting on a sedan chair surrounded by them are monks from the ninth floor of the foundation, who are probably the family members. The captain of the guard who maintains law and order in the district. From what they shouted, it was clear that they were unprincipled in favor of a few human traffickers.
Her background is only at the Nascent Soul level, so she seems to be able to deal with it...
MD, forget it, forgive her for being a woman for a while!
So when the patrol was about to turn into the intersection of that street, a white shadow fell from the sky. At the same time, they felt a huge sense of oppression from body to heart.
The pressure of the Nascent Soul stage!
Everyone in the patrol knelt down in a hurry. The captain of the guard rolled down from the sedan chair, bowed his head and said:
"I don't know who the real person is coming. I'm very scared."
Rong Tongdan was in front of them, curling his hair carelessly with his fingers.
"I'm here to report a crime to you."
Guard Captain: "?!"
"Tonight, on Christmas Day, I am enjoying a night out, but I am coveted by some short-sighted mortals. The leader of the group is a strong man with scars at the corners of his eyes, and he even wants to be scornful of me..."
The patrol team was collectively stunned.
"...Of course they didn't succeed. Due to Kunlun's laws, I didn't take action against them directly. But I am very angry. I am determined not to swallow this tone."
She stepped forward, knelt down and looked at the captain of the guard at eye level, and said with a half-smile, "Captain of the guard, what should I do?"
"This... this, these mortals are so brave! They dare to offend the Kunlun monks!! Master, how do you deal with it, whether it's a broken car or an owl's head, I will definitely do it, no mercy!"
"What do you mean? Kunlun's laws are above. Unrelated monks are not allowed to interfere in mortal matters without authorization. Are you trying to force me to make mistakes?" Rong Tong said quietly.
"You're wrong! You're wrong!" The guard captain was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat and kowtowed repeatedly.
"But I heard that... these mortals specialize in human trafficking and forcing girls into prostitution." Rong Tong stood up, took two steps left and right with his hands behind his back, and looked at the moon in the sky as if he was distressed, "Oh, If this is true, you must enforce the law impartially and do not let any prisoner go -"
The captain of the guard was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, "Yes, yes, we will investigate thoroughly! None of these scum who ignore the laws of the military community can escape!"
"With your words, I feel relieved. Okay, you can go and do some work——"
Rong Tong waved his hand and removed the pressure. Everyone felt a lightness on their bodies, as if they had just escaped death. He stopped chasing the sedan chair and ran towards the scene of the crime as fast as he could.
Very good, this way you can remove yourself from the suspicion of the suspicious second-level qi-training boy just now. It also prevented the mute girl from being harmed twice, and at the same time safeguarded the fairness of the law in the community.
Perfect!
