Zhang Donglai frowned, but soon felt relieved.
I think Song Quan wanted to take action somewhere far away from the sect, which wasted time.
There's no harm in waiting a little longer.
But after waiting for another two hours, Song Quan still didn't come back.
Zhang Donglai frowned slightly. Song Quan was too careless. He couldn't even report back after returning.
It seems that no matter what happens in the future, I can't leave it to him to handle.
The tea in the cup had already gone cold, so Zhang Donglai simply put down the cup, stood up and walked towards Song Quan's residence.
However, Song Quan's house was locked, and there was no sign that anyone had ever returned.
Zhang Donglai gradually felt something was wrong, but he quickly suppressed the feeling.
Song Quan is a veteran cultivator who has reached the eighth level of Qi training. He also possesses two top-grade spiritual weapons, among which the "Black Wind Crossbow" is a holy weapon for attacking and killing.
Dealing with Xu Chunniang, who is at the sixth level of Qi training, is easy.
Maybe he was delayed by other things.
Zhang Donglai convinced himself, but for some reason, he still felt a little uneasy.
He simply walked towards the east, and soon arrived at the east gate.
The two disciples on duty at the east gate greeted Zhang Donglai upon seeing him, "Hello, Manager Zhang!"
Zhang Donglai shook his head and said casually, "I asked Song Quan to go out and do something for me. I don't know where he went after he came back. Do you remember when he came back?"
The two disciples on duty were slightly stunned, looked at each other and said, "Song Quan has been out for more than three hours and has not returned yet."
There was a hint of doubt in Zhang Donglai's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.
He said with a smile on his face, "I guess Song Quan had to go out on business and forgot the time. If he comes back, remember to let me know."
The two disciples on duty responded in unison, "Okay, if Song Quan comes back, we will go to the Miscellaneous Affairs Hall to inform you."
As soon as Zhang Donglai turned around, the smile on his face turned into gloom.
Song Quan failed to return on time, most likely because he ran into trouble.
But after leaving the east gate and heading east, there were no monsters at all, so what trouble could we encounter
It's rare that he was given...
As soon as this thought came up, it was directly extinguished by Zhang Donglai.
Impossible. That ugly girl was only at the sixth level of Qi training. It was impossible for her to jump two levels and kill Song Quan, who was at the eighth level of Qi training.
Song Quan must have encountered something else.
Zhang Donglai was feeling very upset and hoped that Song Quan got into trouble only after he killed the ugly girl.
But right now, he had no way to verify this.
One month later.
Looking at the endless plain in front of her, Xu Chunniang was shocked and finally walked out of the endless mountains.
On the way down the mountain, Xu Chunniang hardly used any skills, and moved forward relying solely on her physical strength, so her speed was not slow.
If you use physical skills to travel faster, the speed will be more than twice as fast, but it takes time to recover spiritual power. On average, the time taken is not much different.
Not to mention, during this month, the farther away from Xiaoyao Sect we were, the thinner the spiritual energy became.
After going down the mountain, the spiritual energy was even thinner, only one-fifth of that in the outer sect of Xiaoyao Sect.
Once you reach the real mortal world, there will be even less spiritual energy.
The less spiritual energy you have, the longer it will take to recover.
Xu Chunniang is mentally prepared for this. Although she is not quite used to it, she is trying hard to adjust and adapt to the environment as soon as possible.
She took out the map and looked at it. After confirming the location, she continued moving in one direction.
Xu Chunniang still did not use her spiritual power, but only relied on her body strength to continue her journey.
The flat road is much easier to walk on than the mountain road.
But this place was close to the mountains and uninhabited. It took her two full months to finally reach the border of the Qin State.
Xu Chunniang now finally understood why the sect would set aside six months for the disciples to make the journey.
The territory is so vast that traveling on foot is too slow.
Xu Chunniang couldn't help but envy those foundation-building cultivators who could fly with swords.
She remembered that when she went to Xiaoyao Sect, she took the flying boat of the Jindan Elder.
In just six or seven days, they arrived at the outer gate of Xiaoyao Sect from Xujia Village in Wuchang County, their hometown.
Even if the speed of a Foundation Establishment cultivator flying with a sword cannot be compared to a flying boat, it should not be much slower.
Xu Chunniang once again strengthened her determination to build a solid foundation.
If one cannot build a foundation, even if one’s cultivation has reached perfection in Qi training and has become the so-called half-step foundation-building, one will ultimately still be a mortal with no chance of becoming an immortal.
Only when one has achieved the foundation building can one be said to have left the mortal body and embarked on the true path of cultivation.
Xu Chunniang took a deep breath. Ahead was a small border town of the Great Qin State, so she decided to rest here for two days.
After traveling for three consecutive months, she was a little tired.
Before entering the city, Xu Chunniang was stopped by the soldiers guarding the city.
"Stop and show your pass before you can enter this city."
Xu Chunniang left home at the age of eight to practice Taoism, so how could she have any guidance
She took out the garrison order and said, "I am an outer disciple of Xiaoyao Sect, and I am going to perform the garrison mission."
"How ridiculous! Do you really think that you can pretend to be a disciple of a big sect just by wearing green clothes and holding a piece of broken iron?"
The soldiers didn't believe it at all. If he was really an immortal, why would he speak to them so politely
"If you are an outer disciple of Xiaoyao Sect, I am still the Golden Core Patriarch of Wanjian Sect."
The soldier next to him echoed, "That's right. Anyone without a pass will be treated as a spy and thrown into jail."
It's not like they haven't seen real immortal masters before. Some have white hair and chicken skin, with an immortal look, while others have a calm and steady aura, with a sense of pride in their every move.
Although the woman in front of him has a noble temperament, she is so young that she might be a spy sent by another country.
If you catch him, you will have done a good deed.
Xu Chunniang frowned slightly, "What I said is true, I am not pretending."
After hearing this, several soldiers became more certain of their inner guess.
How could a real god be so patient in talking to them? He is definitely a spy.
I just don’t know whether this spy came from the Great Zhou or the Great Chu.
"Humph, without a pass, even if the Golden Core Ancestor comes in person, it will be useless. Capture her for me!"
The soldiers looked at each other and rushed towards Xu Chunniang together.
Xu Chunniang frowned. She didn't want to argue with these mortal soldiers, but now it seemed that she had to take action.
With a wave of his hand, a wooden wall appeared in front of him, easily stopping several soldiers rushing forward.
The soldier hit the wooden wall and his body was hit by a recoil force, which immediately knocked him back a dozen feet.
Looking at the high green wall that appeared out of thin air in front of them, they showed horror in their eyes. This woman was truly a fairy!
They couldn't help but feel panic and sadness in their hearts. If they had offended the Immortal Master, they might lose their lives.
Just when several people didn't know what to do, the city lord Meng Xiangzhi happened to pass by. After hearing the noise, he rushed over and saw at a glance the high wall condensed by magic power, the indifferent-looking woman behind the high wall, and three or four soldiers lying on the ground.
His heart sank; it looked like there was trouble.