On the border of Liangliang Kingdom, on the border of Suzhou.
Above the mountain forest, a rainbow light flashed past, but it was a jade flying boat with a green body.
On the spirit boat, a young man with loose clothes and big sleeves sat silently, his face was calm and his breath was pure.
It was Yuan Qing.
After walking for more than ten miles, the shape of the city loomed. Yuan Qing opened his eyes, put away the spirit boat, and landed a ray of sword light on the ground, walking forward leisurely.
Qingye Town, Fuyue Inn.
"Guest officer, please come in! Are you working in a hotel or staying in a hotel?" Before entering the door, a waiter came up to greet me, with a warm expression and a pleasant smile, which made people feel like spring breeze.
"There's no need to stay in a hotel. Find a quieter place, have a couple of side dishes, and a jar of wine. I want good wine." Yuan Qing replied with a smile.
"Okay, please come this way." The waiter responded cheerfully, and then led him to a seat by the window to sit down, made tea and water, said hello, and then left.
After a moment, he came back with a tray in hand, which contained a plate of peanuts, a plate of fennel beans, and a small jar of red mud.
"Sir, this is your food and drink, please use it with caution." After saying this, he bowed briefly and retreated.
Yuan Qing picked up two fennel beans in his hand, and then just drank bowl after bowl of wine in silence.
The jar of wine was gradually emptying out, and the young man looked as usual, without any sign of drunkenness.
At this time, two middle-aged men came outside the door, dressed in brocade clothes and wearing thumb rings, looking like wealthy businessmen.
The two of them also ordered food and drinks, and then started chatting with each other.
"Old Xing, have you heard? There is also a beast disaster in Zhaojia Village. There are 157 people in the village, and no one is spared!"
"It's these beasts again! Alas, this life is really unbearable!"
"Who says otherwise! I don't think I can stay in Great Liang any longer. I plan to go to Chen Country to escape. I heard that there are many gods there and monsters don't dare to go there. It's safe! Lao Xing, why don't you come too? .”
"Old Qian, it's not like you don't know that I have old people above me, young people below me, and a huge piece of ancestral property, so I can leave whenever I want. Alas, let's not talk about that. What, what did you say a few days ago? What happened to those seven immortal paintings in the end?"
"What else can we do? The master of Qingzhou Mansion has come forward in person to state his ownership, and tens of thousands of troops are escorting him. Who dares to say anything?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I don't know where this blacksmith comes from, so he can have such a big reputation."
"Hey, I heard that this blacksmith's son is actually a disciple of the Immortal! Those words are actually magic weapons that the Immortal left for him!"
"There's still this matter! Come on, let's talk..."
On the other side, when the wine was gone and the jar was empty, Yuan Qing put down the bowl and shouted softly: "Waiter, pay the bill."
"Come on! My guest, Chenghui, it's two or three dollars in total."
Upon hearing this, Yuan Qing took out a few pieces of broken silver and put them on the table, got up and left.
The waiter grabbed the silver coins and turned around to see that the young man had arrived at the door. He felt anxious and shouted: "Sir, please don't leave. I haven't given you change yet!"
But he saw that he kept walking and said without looking back: "Good wine, you should reward it."
The man surnamed Qian raised his head when he heard the movement, and happened to see Yuan Qing coming towards him.
Their eyes met, and they felt extremely familiar, as if they had seen him somewhere before, but they couldn't remember, so they frowned slightly.
The companion on the side saw this and asked: "Old Qian, what are you thinking about?"
"Oh, it's nothing. I just see that the boy has a kind face, but I can't remember who he is."
"Maybe I've seen you somewhere before, don't worry about it, come on, come on, have a drink."
The man said yes with a smile, and was about to raise a glass when suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, he stood up and shouted in shock: "It's him!"
"who?"
"Immortal!"
"Immortal! Where is he?"
"Oh, that's the young man in white just now! He's the peerless swordsman who single-handedly slayed eight demons in Qingzhou Prefecture!"
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On the spirit boat, Yuan Qing stood with his hands behind his hands, watching the clouds and smoke fly by, and thought to himself: I didn't expect that the few words left unintentionally would cause such a big stir. Sure enough, the bustle in the world is all for benefit, and the hustle and bustle in the world is all for benefit.
Calculating the time, we can leave the Liang Kingdom and go to the Chen Kingdom in more than ten days.
According to the map, there seems to be a Xiandaofang City in the Chen Kingdom, which is quite large. By then, a full set of monster materials can be processed, and two more storage bags can be purchased. If there is any spiritual wine, you can also buy some.
The most important thing is to see if there are any faster flying magic weapons or other ways to escape. After all, the road back to the sect is too far away!
Thinking of this, Yuan Qing had a headache.
In total, more than half a year has passed since the battle in Qingzhou.
In half a year, the young man followed the map's guidance and hurried on with all his strength, but he could not even complete the territory of a country, let alone many big countries such as Chen, Han, Yan, Qi, etc., and this was just the territory of Jingtian Sect!
Based on this calculation, I don’t know what year or month it will take to return to Xuanyuan! Moreover, even if he went back, he might have been expelled from the sect due to lack of merit.
In addition, the loneliness of the journey is far beyond the imagination of young people.
Ordinarily, for monks, this feeling of loneliness is very familiar. After all, practitioners take Xia Shiqi, search for the great road, and stay in seclusion for many years.
However, Yuan Qing's current cultivation is stagnant and his energy is perfect. If he uses his power for a long time, the stars will start to move, and there will be many illusions. Therefore, the road is long, and he can only pass the time by studying the Sword Sutra.
However, the Sword Sutra is difficult and profound, and most of the things on it require the realm of elixir formation to be practiced. At the moment, it seems obscure and difficult to understand. Everyone below the pill formation level has perfected their cultivation, but only the art of sword energy, thunder and sound is yet to be mastered.
Fortunately, Wang Qing's "Weapon Refining Experience" was passed down, so the young man either studied swordsmanship or studied the weapon refining method every day, which was also a preparation for refining his natal sword in the future.
Speaking of the natal sword, there is an unexpected surprise.
When I was slaying evil spirits and protecting Qingzhou, the old Taoist presented treasures, but I never imagined that the gift bag contained a lot!
Not only did he have the map he had seen before, but there were also more than ten low-grade spiritual stones, four beauty pills, a secret book called "Thousand Faces Jue", and a piece of Taiyin Black Iron the size of a fist!
The Zhuyan Pill is about the size of a thumb, and its whole body is crystal clear and can be of five colors. It is said that the person who takes it can make the person's appearance last forever. The master of Qingzhou Mansion is over sixty years old, but he still looks like he is in his thirties. This is because he took one pill in his early years.
Yuan Qing ate one out of curiosity, and the elixir entered his stomach. Apart from feeling a coolness all over his body, he had no other unusual symptoms, and he didn't know if it was useful.
"The Art of Thousand Faces" talks about the method of controlling flesh, blood, muscles and bones. If you practice it to the deepest level, you can change your appearance and appearance at will, and hide your appearance without leaving any trace.
Yuan Qing was a noble swordsman, and he didn't bother to be like this hidden rat. He rolled his eyes and threw it aside, abandoning it.
As for this Taiyin Black Iron, it is an indispensable main material for refining the natal sword, and it is extremely precious.
Yuan Qing already had a piece in his hand. With this piece, the main materials have been gathered. He also found some Wanhua clay, a small handful of Tianxing sand and a small piece of silver marrow to make a mold embryo to refine the natal flying sword. Got it!
The young man became excited when he thought about the possibility of perfecting his natal flying sword, and he worked even harder when studying the weapon refining method.
However, if you practice meditation all day long, you will always feel tired.
Therefore, whenever he passed through a town, Yuan Qing would go to an inn or a wine shop and ask for a pot of wine to stop for a while, but he also learned a lot of news.
Seeing a lot of people’s hearts.
It turns out that tragedies occurred not only in Qingzhou but also in Liang Kingdom. Even the imperial city of Kyoto was not spared.
Therefore, the emperor was in danger and mobilized a large army to protect the capital; the state capitals had no reinforcements, and they fought independently; the people were displaced, either occupying the mountains as kings, or falling into the grass as bandits; coupled with the raging beasts, it was already a ruined and chaotic era!
However, what made Yuan Qing curious was that the Liang Kingdom was under the rule of the Jingtian Sect. When faced with such a beast disaster, why didn't his disciples come down the mountain to slay the monster? Is it possible that all members of Jingtian's lineage are extremely heartless people?
A few days later, the border of Suzhou.
On the spirit boat, Yuan Qing was meditating on swordsmanship with his eyes closed.
Suddenly, a sky-shaking beast roar came from the front, followed by a surge of spiritual pressure and a loud roar, mixed with several shrill wails.
The young man hurriedly collected the spirit boat, took the Invisibility Technique, and moved forward with his sword.
After walking only a few miles, I saw a large pit, about ten feet in diameter and seven feet deep.
There were several corpses scattered in the pit, both human and animal. They were all charred black and their appearance was difficult to distinguish.
Lying beside the pit was a demon wolf about 10 feet long. It had been stabbed three times, almost three times, and the crescent moon mark on the beast's head was still shining with a faint red light.
"It turned out to be a moon worshipper. Could it be that one of the Taoist friends failed to eliminate the evil and was harmed by it instead?" Yuan Qing thought to himself.
After a while to determine the direction, the sword light reappeared and turned to the west.
A few miles later, Yuan Qing suddenly pressed his sword light and hid behind a giant tree. Not far ahead, the two parties were confronting each other.
As expected, one party was a Moon Worshiper, with dozens of people and beasts; while the other party was a palm-sized, snow-white civet cat beast.
The little beast was breathing heavily, with a sluggish look on his face, and his pale gold eyes were full of disgust, and seemed to have a hint of fear; the Moon Worshipers looked fanatical and greedy, but were very cautious and did not dare to step forward easily.
"It's actually it!" Yuan Qing recognized the little beast at a glance and thought to himself, "But how could it come here and be hunted down by the Moon Worship Sect?"
After a second thought, it became clear again: "Yes, the true blood of Qilin is enough to make a group of cultists go crazy."
While he was thinking about it, the situation in the field suddenly changed.
In the end, greed took over, and the Moon Worshipers slowly began to approach the little beast step by step.
The little beast showed its fangs and roared as it retreated. It had a ferocious expression and a faint golden light all over its body, but it looked a bit stern and sinister.
Suddenly the wind blew up and the forest leaves rustled. The little beast paused and turned to look at Yuan Qing's hiding place, his eyes full of surprise.
When Yuan Qing saw this, he thought "Not good" in his heart, and then he connected with the sword light and broke through the air to leave.
Unexpectedly, the little beast reacted faster. In a flash of white light, he came closer. He raised his claws and waved out claws to block the sword light. Then he spit out golden light and broke the young man's invisibility technique.
The group of moon worshipers didn't know why. They were shocked when they saw the little beast's magical power, and they were even more shocked when there was an extra person in the meeting.
One of the rather burly men, riding a giant tiger, stepped forward and shouted: "Who are you? You are so sneaky. Tell me your name!"
Before he finished speaking, he heard a sharp male voice shouting: "Protector Zhu, this is the person who killed Brother Zhu's soul beast, destroyed Brother Zhu's Taoist foundation, and ruined Qingzhou's plan!"
When the man heard this, his expression suddenly changed. He was filled with rage and murderous intent! With a cry, the others all came forward to control the beasts, with a completely unyielding attitude.
Yuan Qing's expression was slightly cold. He glanced at the little beast and saw its innocent face. He couldn't help but let out a cold snort, and then the sword light reappeared and flew away through the air.
There was a flash of amusement in the little beast's eyes, and he turned around and said "Ouch" to the believers. Then he flashed and looked in the direction, following Yuan Qing.
After a while, the breeze picked up again, and the forest became silent.
(End of chapter)
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