On a winding official road.
This road extending eastward from the West Sea Ferry has become extremely desolate due to the raging creatures of the Blood Sea.
Occasionally, only a few Tang Dynasty cavalry could be seen galloping past.
Nowadays, various forces are mixed in Xizhou. There are young disciples from the nine holy places, creatures from the sea of blood, cavalry from the Tang Dynasty, and people from the Buddhist Kingdom.
Most of the disciples from the Holy Land came to slay demons. After all, Xizhou Lingyin Temple was unable to spare the power to take care of those mortals due to the sea of blood.
Many of the Xituo tribe who came out of various passages gathered under the banner of Ji Priest and occupied the few fairy mountains in Xizhou. For example, there were three priests on Mount Li.
It is said that several leaders of Lingyin Temple once personally led Buddhist disciples to try to attack Lishan, but they were all blocked.
This surprised many Holy Land disciples.
After all, in their opinion, those top leaders were so powerful that even if they were powerful creatures from the sea of blood, they could only be so powerful. Who had ever been so powerful before?
There are also rumors that the Tang Dynasty took advantage of the raging sea of blood and a certain prince personally led the cavalry out of Xiguan and now occupied one-third of the country in Xizhou.
The emperor of the Tang Dynasty did not like Buddhism, so every time he occupied a country, he pushed all the temples to the temple and all the monks rushed to Lingshan.
As for why Lingyin Temple turned a blind eye to this, many practitioners are curious.
However, the cavalry of the Tang Dynasty did not stop because of Lingyin Temple's concession. Nowadays, even at the foot of Lingshan Mountain, there are occasional sergeants.
Everyone in the Buddhist countries who originally believed in Buddhism was in danger, and many kings even went to Zhongzhou in person to meet the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty.
Therefore, the official road leading to Xiguan of the Tang Dynasty became a bit abnormal, with countless people of different identities walking on this road.
Shen Yu did not choose to fly in the air.
Because after separating from Yan Shigu, he found that this trip had no direction.
Even if the creatures in the sea of blood are raging, to Shen Yu, it is just an extremely common thing among the disasters in the world.
In the long years, Shen Yu has seen too many disasters like this.
He just wanted to find those predecessors hidden in the spiritual wasteland, whether they were three thousand years ago or longer.
Because only these people are qualified to touch the major events in heaven and earth, and they are qualified to touch the heights that Taixuan was close to back then.
In other words, only practitioners as powerful as Tai Xuan are qualified to be taken seriously by those 'immortals'.
Those people in Lingyin Temple were so desperate that the corpse abandoned the Buddha and the Miaohua Hedao were dead. The only thing that might still exist was the Buddha.
Shen Yu did not believe that a supreme being like Buddha, who had surpassed all practitioners in the world, would fall.
Similarly, it is extremely simple for this kind of existence to hide its traces from others.
Now that Buddhism is experiencing a life and death crisis, the Buddha has not revealed even half of his breath. Shen Yu even thinks that even if Buddhism is exterminated, he may not show up.
The journey on the great road is always ruthless.
Since you can't find anyone, look around.
Shen Yu came to a small town called Fengling Town, which was not far from Lingshan Mountain. The melted snow water from the snow-capped mountains gathered into a river and flowed through the town in twists and turns.
This place is desolate and barren. Apart from some businessmen traveling between Xizhou and the Tang Dynasty, there are only some casual cultivators and a few disciples from local sects.
Although Xizhou is exclusively owned by the Buddhist sect, it is very large and has some small sects.
The fairy mountain with thin spiritual energy to the north of Fengling Town is occupied by a small sect called Qianshan Sect. However, although this sect is also a sect, there are not many people, and the sect leader is only at the Golden Core Realm. , the disciples in the sect are in the realm of Qi cultivation. The reason why they can own a fairy mountain is because it is too remote. Ordinary practitioners will not even come here.
Shen Yu originally planned to leave like this.
At this moment, there was a sudden noise at the intersection of the town.
"Recruit guards and head east from now on, all the way to Xiguan City. Thank you very much."
"If you are a practitioner in the middle three realms, you can get a Qi Replenishing Pill after the journey."
The words rang at the intersection of Fengling Town, and soon many casual cultivators were walking towards that direction.
When Shen Yu saw this scene, it was as if he knew each other.
Guard.
It seems that he had done this business four or five years ago, and the person involved had just left.
Shen Yu raised the corners of his mouth slightly and stepped forward.
…
A caravan dressed as practitioners gathered in the center of the town.
Many casual cultivators gathered around him.
They were all attracted by the Qi Replenishing Pill. After all, this kind of elixir, which even practitioners in the Golden Elixir Realm cherished very much, was something that these casual cultivators could never desire in their entire lives.
On the carriage of the caravan, a flag with a clear sect logo was erected on the carriage.
A rich-looking middle-aged man stood in front of the carriage.
There were already many practitioners in front of him, most of them were casual cultivators in the Qi Training Realm and Daoist Realm. There were a few people in the late Daoist Realm, but they were a little underwhelming standing in front of him.
Looking at the scattered cultivators in front of him, the man couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.
If it weren't for the uneven road and the rampant monsters in the Blood Sea, how could he think of finding some casual cultivators to guard this trip.
He tried a few times with those casual cultivators, but none of them were of much use.
"Uncle Deng, if there is really no one around, forget it. We will only take the official road this time. There are monks from Lingyin Temple and people from several other holy places along the way. I don't think anything will go wrong."
An extremely delicate voice came from inside the carriage.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man felt helpless. He had been wandering all the way from Dongzuzhou, and now he didn't even have a stable place to stay. God knows how distressed the young lady would be if she knew about it.
It's just that after the master passed away in these years, the second young lady has a strong personality and is determined not to disturb her sister, which is why she is in such a downturn.
Now that the Qianshan Sect was being targeted by several monsters from the West Sea, he thought that he could not defeat them with his own cultivation, so he had no choice but to take the young lady back to Central Continent.
If we go back there, we will still be chased by that woman. At worst, we will risk our lives and go to Daozong to find the eldest lady.
Just when the middle-aged man was wandering thousands of miles away, a calm voice sounded in his ears.
"Is it okay for me to be the escort?"
The middle-aged man looked up and saw a familiar figure standing in front of him.
Shen Yu looked at them, thinking that things in the world are always such coincidences. After so many years, that family has moved from Dongzuzhou to Xizhou.
However, things in the world are impermanent, and there are countless living beings in the spiritual wilderness, each of whom has his or her own opportunity.
"Mr. Shen...!"
The middle-aged man suddenly raised his head, his face full of disbelief.
Shen Yu smiled, looked at the carriage, and asked seriously: "Miss Yang Pan'er, can I be your coachman, okay?"
The words fell.
The casual cultivators around him burst into laughter.
From their perspective, they naturally could not see Shen Yu's level of cultivation, and they only thought that it was just a pretext for being a guard to do something for the sake of seduction.
The middle-aged man's eyes were full of surprise, but he soon saw the other party's playful smile, and he pointed at everyone and scolded: "Let's go, don't mess with the big shots you can't afford to mess with."
His voice was serious, and he was more concerned about the casual cultivators around him, because in his opinion, Shen Yu was not an easy person to get along with.
Sure enough, several casual cultivators who had been walking for many years subconsciously closed their mouths after seeing the package behind Shen Yu clearly.
They know that among Linghuang practitioners, there are two types of people that are not easy to mess with.
One is a martial artist.
Another type is sword cultivation.
The handsome man in front of him was obviously a swordsman.
"It turns out it's you!"
In the carriage, a woman in her twenties opened the curtain, and then stared at Shen Yu with a pair of watery eyes.
The middle-aged man sighed and explained: "Mr. Shen, long time no see. A few years ago, in order to avoid that man's revenge, the master and the young lady chose to leave Xizhou. This is the ancestral home of the master."
Shen Yu remained silent.
The woman's appearance and temperament have obviously changed through the changes in her environment over the years.
Although the desolate water and soil of Xizhou did not make the woman's skin rough, the original lively temperament was smoothed away.
And the middle-aged man, or rather the fox demon from the Yang family back then, seems to have not changed at all due to the long life of the demon clan.
Shen Yu looked at the familiar eyebrows, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said, "Long time no see."
The woman bit her lip tightly and remained silent.
The middle-aged man also did not dare to speak.
Shen Yu shook his head slightly and walked straight to the carriage.
"Afraid of causing trouble for your sister? Or are you afraid of causing trouble for me?"
Shen Yu leaned outside the carriage, quietly looking at the weak yet strong woman in front of her, and said, "It's better to have both, Miss Pan'er."
Miss Pan'er.
Yang Paner.
It has been four years since I heard this name. Every time I meet old friends again, there are too many stories to relive.
Obviously, the story that Yang Pan'er experienced after Shen Yu left was a bit sad.
Otherwise, how could a young lady from an aristocratic family travel all the way from Dongzuzhou to a remote town in Xizhou?
Shen Yu could guess what happened after he left without thinking carefully.
The female Sword Immortal was narrow-minded, and the Yang family was suppressed overtly or covertly after that, even though Su Mo once went to Broken Blade Mountain and returned a sword.
But obviously, the disciples of Broken Blade Mountain still did some disgusting things.
And the cause and effect of all this is related to yourself.
"Mr. Shen..." The middle-aged man couldn't help but speak, but was interrupted by the woman.
"Shut up..." Yang Pan'er said coldly: "Why, you Shen Dajianxian traveled here to see my jokes?"
Shen Yu shook his head and said softly: "On this trip, I will protect you when you go to Xiguan. Then when you go to Dongzuzhou, I will go to Broken Blade Mountain in person to ask the sword fairy of that woman."
Yang Pan'er seemed to be softened by Shen Yu's tone, and her eyes became much softer, but she still held her head proudly.
This is what he should bear.
And it seems that this guy has become much stronger.
Thinking of this, the grievances he had suffered over the years suddenly came to his heart, and Yang Pan'er couldn't help but turn her head to prevent him from seeing her crying.
The middle-aged man sighed lightly and rode away first.
