When Lu Yong saw this, his expression relaxed, he took a deep breath and stood up straight.
"Fellow Daoist Bai Bi, where are you going?" He turned and looked at Bai Bi, who had already put on a smiling face, and bowed.
"We are going to Chang'an." Bai Bi said with a smile.
“Great minds think alike. I, Lu, am also going to Chang’an. How about we travel together? My cultivation is shallow. If I encounter a powerful monster, I will need the help of Senior Bai.” Lu Yong said with a smile.
"This... let me ask Patriarch Xiaoyun for instructions." Bai Bi glanced at Bai Xiaoyun's carriage, said hesitantly, and walked towards the carriage.
"The ancestor agreed. From now on, I would like to ask Senior Lu for more guidance." However, he stopped after taking two steps and turned around to speak. It was Bai Xiaoyun who informed him through voice transmission.
"Okay, okay. Brother Bai, please go first." Lu Yong smiled and waved his hand to let the convoy over there retreat and clear the road.
The people that Lu Yong brought with him were all from small families and independent cultivators in Jianye City. They knew that Bai Xiaoyun was very powerful and were eager to travel with him.
Bai Bi did not hesitate and led the convoy forward, while Lu Yong and others followed behind.
In Bai Xiaoyun's carriage, after Bai Xiaoyun lowered the curtain, his brows suddenly frowned and he coughed twice.
"Are you okay?" Shen Luo asked hurriedly.
"It's okay. On the way here from Huasheng Temple, I encountered a monster of the same level. We fought a big battle and suffered some hidden injuries. Now my injuries are acting up." Bai Xiaoyun said in a low voice.
"Since you are injured, recover quickly. If we encounter powerful monsters next time, we may need you to stay here." Shen Luo stood up and said goodbye.
Bai Xiaoyun did not try to persuade him to stay. He sat cross-legged with a layer of golden light on his body.
Shen Luo returned to the Shen family's convoy in front, did not waste any time, closed his eyes and began to practice.
Time flies and several days have passed.
Shen Luo and his group had been traveling all the way, and had gradually received many independent cultivators and refugees along the way. At this time, the entire team had nearly 300 people. However, because of this, their speed was greatly slowed down. They should have arrived at Jianmen Pass a day ago, but they still couldn't see its shadow.
At this moment, Shen Luo was leading the Shen family and marching in the front of the team. The Bai family was at the end of the team. Bai Xiaoyun was also in the team to prevent any demons from following. Lu Yong was in the middle of the team, responsible for coordinating the front and back.
"Senior Lu, how long will it take to reach Jianmen Pass?" a casual cultivator who was following beside asked carefully.
Lu Yong glanced at him and was about to curse, "How would I know?", but swallowed the words back and held back his words.
He didn't say anything about the team accepting refugees, but he was very dissatisfied in his heart.
In his opinion, those refugees were just ants waiting to die on the ground. What difference would it make if they died earlier or later? Bringing them along was a complete burden, and now it was even more late for him to get on with his journey.
"Go away, don't bother Senior Lu. Can you afford to disturb his rest?" Another person next to him said with a wry smile on his face, waved his hand to drive away the wandering cultivator, and flattered him.
They originally wanted to follow Bai Xiaoyun. After all, his cultivation was the highest, and it would be safer to follow him. However, who would have thought that Bai Xiaoyun simply disdained their flattery. No matter how loudly their horses clap, he always had a cold look on his face, and it seemed that he only treated the cultivator named Shen Luo differently.