Kofun Island is a long and narrow island with many mountains and hills on the surface, and many affiliated islands and reefs. There are often rare and exotic objects found in the world. It is a must-visit place for cultivators traveling across the sea.
Qing Ming and his party landed on the island from the southwest corner, where there are deep forests and picturesque scenery.
A fishing village lies on the coast. The breeze blows the windmill, and the smoke from the cooking stoves reveals a leisurely and comfortable atmosphere.
Qing Ming's purpose was clear and he didn't want to waste time halfway, so he chose a sparsely populated road and accelerated his escape.
She did not forget to give her instructions: "The people of the Tufun Islands are tough, blindly worship the strong, and rarely distinguish between good and evil. The people's will has been controlled by the Broken Blade Style all the year round, and they are extremely xenophobic. Remember not to be overly public in case of trouble, so as not to cause trouble. "
Han Bing always knew what was going on and there was no need to give any more advice. These words were clearly meant for his apprentice.
Qing Ming gradually couldn't frighten the damaged goods, but Han Bing could.
As soon as his almond-shaped eyes widened, Yan Cidian immediately changed from his usual carefree appearance, listening more and watching more, never uttering nonsense, which made Qing Ming secretly amazed.
After traveling through several important towns, Qing Ming carefully investigated, but never found any trace of Chunlin Bilotus.
After many twists and turns, half a month later we arrived at the ancient city of Betsu.
The ancient city is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and is elegant and beautiful. The black and white towers are filled with ancient charm, like an independent giant sitting silently at the foot of the majestic and steep Jiuzhou Mountains.
This city is the place where the Broken Blade hegemony arose. It monopolizes financial power and can control the life and death of the people. Disciples are everywhere, and everyone is entrusted with the power to prevent spying.
A digital infant monk of the Broken Blade style died inexplicably. The sect leader was extremely furious. He immediately issued a pursuit order and mobilized his subordinates in various places on the island to investigate the people coming and going, vowing to arrest the perpetrators.
He had to go through two rounds of interrogation before and after entering the city. In order to deceive others, Qing Ming suppressed Dao Xing to the stage of infant transformation and took Han Bingnu to disguise himself as a man, but still wore Zhu Xia's clothes.
Looking at the faces of several people, Qing Ming is graceful and graceful, like a corner of Yaolin, graceful and graceful. Han Bing is full of vitality, like a branch of a beautiful tree, elegant and pure.
And Yan Ci is like a little obedient follower. He looks around and seems to never see enough new things.
Biejin City is closed to the island, and there are very few outsiders. Qingming and his party have very different costumes, and their facial features are quite conspicuous.
The monks guarding the city were cautious in their words and deeds. They surrounded them on three levels inside and three outside. They used bad language to question their origins and intentions. When they heard that the three people came from the land of Zhuxia, they immediately felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.
Yan Ci half-listened and half-guessed, and explained with false words, which made his head dizzy.
Just when he was helpless, he suddenly saw a fat cultivator wearing beads on his wrists and well-dressed squeezed into the crowd, hugged Yan Ci's legs and called "Uncle" repeatedly.
This person has been around for a long time, has a fusion period of cultivation, has kind eyebrows and smiling eyes, can be naive, and his face is very humorous and lively.
Perhaps it was too humorous, but this man actually cried with tears in his eyes: "I have been looking forward to the stars and the moon for more than ten years, and my uncle has finally come to find his nephew!"
The joy of meeting again after a long separation filled his chest, making him burst into tears with excitement.
The whole place was completely silent, and the true feelings were revealed, which moved everyone in the audience, except Yan Ci who did not dare to move, because even if he moved forward eighteen generations, he still could not find a nephew living in a foreign land.
A monk asked doubtfully: "Xiao Wu, is this really your uncle?"
Xiao Wu's eyes were filled with tears and he was so choked that he could not speak.
The leader of the city guard in the Huaying period was very surprised and asked: "This boy is still young. I am afraid he was still sucking milk more than ten years ago. How can you remember it so clearly after we have been separated for many years?"
It was unbearable to look back on the past, and the more Xiao Wu cried, the sadder he became. He wiped Yan Ci's trouser legs with tears from his nose, and sobbed: "My uncle was a child back then. There was a red mole on the edge of his collarbone. It symbolizes kindness and integrity, and it also symbolizes childhood. Wetting the bed every night.”
Yan Ci was so angry and funny when he heard this. He secretly thought that this guy would talk nonsense without fear of revealing his secrets. How can there be such an explanation for the appearance of moles?
It is strange to say that onmyoji is just a rumor here, but all the ancient tomb cultivators believe it to be true, and glance at Yan Ci while saying it makes sense.
Yan Ci borrowed the water to go boating, caressed the top of Xiao Wu's head, and pretended to be happy: "My ancestors have repeatedly warned us that we must find traces of our virtuous nephew. He wants to see the person alive and the body after death. Unexpectedly, after many years After leaving chaos, there is still time for reunion!"
After saying this, he was filled with emotion and squeezed out two tears.
The monk guarding the city was still worried. He carefully checked the red mole on Yan Ci's collarbone and then asked for details.
The uncle and nephew first held each other's hands and cried, telling each other their farewells, and then they sang together and gradually made up the reasons for their separation.
Xiao Wu kept crying and sobbed: "My uncle came here after many disasters. Please allow me to wait for Xiao Liu for a few days. After everything is settled, I will return to Shenzhou."
As he spoke, he offered a bag of clear jade and begged, "We'll see you again soon, and I'm afraid we won't see each other again. I would like to repay you with a small gift for your daily care. I hope you will accept it with a smile."
The monks guarding the city winked at each other and put in good words for him.
The team leader took the Qingling Jade and said with a smile: "Although Xiaowu comes from a foreign land, he has always abided by the rules and laws and has done a lot of small work for this city. Some small things are not worth mentioning. You can stay as long as you can." Immediately, there was no more trouble and he let everyone go. People enter the city.
Biejin City has high walls and wide alleys, and there are many shops and residences. The city is full of autumn, and maple trees and ginkgo trees are planted all over the city, giving it an elegant beauty.
The streets are crowded with people, and it is inevitable that you will pay a little attention to outsiders when you meet them.
Xiaowu had a wide network of friends and was able to find sources from both sides. When anyone asked, he would happily say that it was his uncle who was looking for him, so he encountered no obstacles along the way.
The group of people walked around and turned into Asakusa Street after about half an hour.
At the end of the street is a square, exclusive courtyard with several maple trees planted in it, making it interesting to see from a distance and up close.
Pushing the door open, you will see graceful flowers and trees, airy and bright.
The style of the bedroom is far-flung and a bit clumsy. The roof is covered with white and dense fine thatch, and countless red leaves are rustling in the wind, giving it a quiet and elegant feel.
Yan Ci casually praised: "A good nephew has a beautiful heart, and the scenery and characters are just right."
Xiao Wuping dismissed his servants and said with a cold expression: "The uncle-nephew relationship is a temporary solution. Haven't you taken advantage of it enough?"
Yan Ci laughed dumbly and said, "It's just that my fellow Taoist's acting skills are so good. I believe this without doubt."
Now that he has arrived, he is at ease. Qing Ming was invited to step into the elegant room and sit down. The autumn scenery outside the bamboo curtain is pleasant. It is very pleasant to sit here and drink tea.
Although Qing Ming and Han Bing were easy to dress up, they were girls after all, so they were moderately reserved. Except for thanking their hosts for rescuing them and being polite, they remained silent and sipped tea quietly.
Yan was the only one who kept gossiping and never mentioned anything serious.
Xiao Wu is a discerning person, and Qing Ming's temperament is anything but easy, and he may not really appreciate the help.
After waiting for a long time, no one asked me, so I told myself my name. I claimed to be Dongmai Ren's surname, Wu and Junling. I once went out to sea with my master and friends to hunt monsters, and got separated when they encountered water monsters. After a lucky escape, I drifted to the Tufun Islands.
Because the sea is far away and my skills are not sufficient, I have to stay here for about sixteen years.
When asked about the unknown scenery and things in the East, Wu Junling responded fluently, which was consistent with the truth.
Qing Ming nodded slightly and said sternly: "My dear friend, I am very grateful to you for saving your money to avoid trouble for us. I have always heard that a drop of kindness should be repaid by a spring. If you want anything, my dear friend, I would like to ask you Do your best to be satisfied.”
Wu Junling did a little testing and declined: "The Kofun Islands are isolated in the distant sea. The islanders are xenophobic and extremely unfriendly. Today I am lucky enough to meet people from my hometown. I cannot stand by and watch."
Yan Ci expressed a feeling of sympathy and advised, "My Taoist friend is similar to a certain person. He is not enough to protect himself here. Since my master intends to express his gratitude, why should my Taoist friend refuse to stay thousands of miles away?"
Seeing the sincerity of his intention, Wu Junling considered it for a while and said calmly: "I'll tell you the truth, I'm trying to gain your favor by speaking out in defense, so that when I return to Zhuxia, I can ask my senior to accompany me."
Qing Ming seemed to have expected it, and after some thought, he said: "It's a matter of effort. Unfortunately, I have something to do, and the return date has not yet been determined."
Wu Junling tried his best to guess: "Senior, you must be here to look for something?"
Qing Ming looked calm and wrote lightly: "Oh, how can I see it?"
Wu Junling said: "Those who usually travel across the sea mainly slay demons to obtain elixirs or search for spiritual materials. There are many kinds of species in the Tufun Islands, and rare and rare treasures are often found. Our predecessors have come from a long distance, so they probably don't want to miss the opportunity."
Now that the chat box was open, Qing Ming immediately stopped hiding it and said happily: "My little friend has extraordinary knowledge, so I expected it to be true. However, I don't know much about the spiritual things in this world, so I hope you can give me some advice."
Wu Junling modestly listed more than ten kinds of things unique to Tufun Island, but did not mention Chunlin Green Lotus Root.
Qing Ming asked bluntly, but Wu Junling obviously did not know this lotus root, and said with a blank expression: "There are many ordinary things in the market, but anything of slight value will be stored and sold by Duandaoliu in order to extract them. High commissions. On the first and fifteenth day of every month, trading events are held in the city, and seniors can go to the venue to try their luck."
Qing Ming's eyes sparkled, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "It's better to come early than to come by chance. Tomorrow happens to be the first day of the new year. If you have some free time, little friend, please invite me to come with you."
Wu Junling nodded and said, "Junior is happy to oblige."
Qing Ming picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and suddenly said: "I heard that the Tufun Islands are full of ancient tombs, with extensive construction, covering a vast area, and there are countless rare treasures inside. Is this true?"
Wu Junling reported back: "The rumors are true, but it's a pity that most of the collections are mundane objects. Only the tomb of Empress Yayoi, which has been excavated recently, is the most unique. I heard that the burial objects in the tomb include gold seals and ancient mirrors given by various Xia emperors."
Subconsciously lowering his voice, Xiao Wu continued: "There are also rumors that there is a secret forbidden room in the tomb, and a secret room is sealed. According to speculation, there are magic weapons, Taoist books, elixirs and other rare items. Unfortunately, a few days ago, an uninvited guest appeared outside the island, Broken Knife. Five Yingying Cultivators failed to intercept and died at the same time. The sect leader Songshan Ying was cautious by nature, and without knowing the enemy's intentions, he personally went to supervise the excavation of the grave. No news has been heard yet."
Qing Ming was secretly amused when he heard this, and thought to himself that it was no wonder Duan Dao Liu was so cautious. It turned out to be because things happened too quickly.
She pretended to be careless and said: "Since Songshan Ying is the only practitioner of the Kong Ming Period in the Tufun Islands, does anyone dare to disturb Tai Sui?"
Wu Junling suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart. He didn't dare to look at Qing Ming. He lowered his head and smiled and said: "The Broken Blade Liu is domineering on the Ancient Tomb Island, but compared to the great powers of the Xia Dynasty, it is undoubtedly Yinghuo." The light dare not compete with the bright moon."
Qing Ming observed the man's words and expressions and knew that this person had become suspicious, so he did not tell him immediately and said calmly: "The ghost path technique has its own uniqueness, which should not be underestimated."
Wu Junling felt anxious and didn't know how to answer the question.
Yan Ci and Han Bing listened, thought and asked questions, helping to find out what was going on. Xiao Wu had something to say and didn't hide anything.
After waiting until dusk, the host arranged a place for Qing Ming and others to stay, and then said goodbye and left. However, he still felt that there were countless wisps of spiritual thoughts floating around, locking the courtyard and his whereabouts tightly.
Wu Junling was secretly frightened, and finally spent the night calmly.
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