After Feng Qingxiu left Qiong'an City, she no longer felt stalking.
His master was around his neck, and he didn't come out and didn't give any news - the support of the formation spirit stones on Hai Zhengchuan and Feilai Peak was the biggest support for the master to suppress an ordinary demon saint with his soul-splitting soul. , And even if the spirit stones in the ordinary storage pockets are filled with top-quality spirit stones, it is not enough for the master to use for the first half of the time, and therefore, leaving the sea expedition ship and the master of Feilaifeng need to hibernate to save the power.
Central Continent is very dangerous. This time, his mission is to go to the Kun-Lai ruins in the hinterland of Taiqing, find a mountain gate or ruins called Yunshan Sect, and then wake up the master there.
As for the Kun-Lai ruins of the Taiqing faction, it was tens of thousands of miles away from Qiong'an Seaport, almost halfway through Central Continent, passing through several countries, and the journey was not peaceful.
Feng Qingxiu had only flown a few hundred miles before she began to miss Kun-Lai's cloud turtles. It's not uncommon to say that the seventy-two main peaks in Kun-Lai Mountain's gate are thousands of miles apart, but there are fire eagles and cloud turtles. Individuals will use the sword.
Speed is the second priority. The key is not knowing the road. Every few hundred miles, you have to find a common town, ask the place name to compare with the map, and see if you don't miss the road.
I have to take a break in the middle, because now he is pretending to be a Taiqing disciple of the Jindan stage.
When the sun was setting, he was on top of a mountain forest, so he found a place by the river to start a fire to rest, and took out the map given to him by the Lord of the Sea.
On the map, a large river divides Central Continent in two from north to south. The west side of the river occupies about one-fourth of the area of Central Continent, and the east of the river occupies three-quarters. The large and small cities are distributed on the map like sesame seeds. All were built along the tributaries of the river.
He carefully recalled the teachings of Hai Guozhu when he was on the boat.
While on the boat, the Lord of the Sea made up for him the geography of Central Continent: "There is a big river in Central Continent, called Tianchuan, which originates from the northern region, flows through Central Continent, and enters the sea from South Continent. On the map of Central Continent, the left quarter of the big river is One of them is the sphere of influence of Ziyun Dao. This string of places along the river is where the forces of Taiqing faction and Ziyun Dao meet. It used to be the place where the small sects survived. There is a mountain gate there, but it is closer to the Taiqing faction, Qiong’an is far away, you pretend to be an inner disciple of the Taiqing faction in Ziyun Dao, and they will not embarrass you too much.”
Hai Guozhu also gave him a set of things at that time, including a jade token, an inner shirt, and a white lotus lamp: "This jade token is the body token of a disciple of Taiqing Lou Yidao, and this one is in the Taiqing School who are majoring in formation techniques. , is not paid much attention, and the inner shirt also has the Taiqing talisman, which cannot be faked. This white lotus lamp holder is a token of the disciples of Taiqing Dao who go out and walk. The lighting method is "Taiqing white lotus, red flower and nine leaves". When Taiqing disciples ask you to show your identity with a token, you will light a lamp to show them and ask you about your master's inheritance, and you will say that the master, Lou Yidao's elder Xie Chuandeng, is a new disciple, remember?"
Of course Feng Qingxiu answered and remembered it, but then he couldn't help but ask, "Senior Brother Xie, do you know the elder Xie Chuandeng of the Taiqing faction?"
"I don't know, he has been dead for more than 300 years, where can I know him?" Xie Guozhu immediately denied, "Anyway, if you have a Taiqing identity, you will not be easily troubled by someone in Ziyundao's forces, three Dashangmen is now led by the Taiqing faction, understand?"
Of course Feng Qingxiu understood, and did not continue to ask.
After the memory was over, Feng Qingxiu swept away her spiritual thoughts and made sure that there was no one around, so she opened the magic trick on the map.
Countless morning stars quickly floated on the extremely thin map, which matched the stars in the sky. Compared with the stars, Feng Qingxiu quickly determined that her position was a little off, and then re-determined the direction according to the stars, and then set off.
But as soon as he reached the clouds, he saw a town in the distance blazing into the sky and thick smoke billowing.
A monster on fire rampaged through the city, setting fire to countless houses, and screaming for help everywhere, it was a scene of purgatory.
Feng Qingxiu frowned, approaching the town, a sword energy lingered at her fingertips, like flying flowers and leaves, breaking through the sky, and the monster beast Tianling covered it in the middle, the monster screamed and fell heavily to the ground, he snapped his fingers again. , countless white lotuses bloomed in the fire, exuding endless chills, and soon suppressed the fire caused by the wind.
Just a few breaths, this disaster that hurts countless people will subside.
The residents in the town looked at the sky, a young man in white standing high in the sky, and they just raised their hands to save their lives and property. They were overjoyed and grateful, and they knelt down and saluted on the street, chanting the compassion and majesty of the immortals, and thanking the immortals for saving them. .
Seeing that the situation was over, Feng Qingxiu had no intention of staying longer, and was about to turn around and leave, but heard a lazy voice from the side saying: "You killed my beast, are you going to leave like this? The Taiqing faction is getting more and more lawless. Yes."
Feng Qingxiu turned her head and saw an ordinary-looking young man sitting on the roof of a restaurant, holding a jug with a wanton expression, looking at him with an unpleasant expression.
"It's you who hurt people with beasts?" Feng Qingxiu asked coldly.
What kind of monk is this? Even if the monks from Xizhou return to their hometowns, they are thinking about how to make their clansmen and villagers live better. This person is a monk, but instead commits such a tragic thing, what kind of immortal is this cultivation
"Hmph, the young man in this inn was greedy for the spirit grass I gave to the beast-controller, and mixed it with fake grass, which made my beast-controller annoyed. I just taught them a lesson. If you want to recruit it back, you will kill it with a single sword." The young man snorted coldly, not feeling anything wrong, but said aggressively, "I don't remember that your Taiqing faction likes to be nosy."
Feng Qingxiu was silent for a while before saying, "How do you want to pay?"
"The spirit beasts in the foundation-building stage, it is good to count ten pills for nourishing Yuandan." The young man said.
This was worth two Spirit Stone Points in Kunlai, Feng Qingxiu raised her hand and took out ten Dabu Yuan Dan from her pocket, threw it to him, and was caught by him.
Only then did the young man glance at him in surprise: "You are quite refreshing."
He doubled the price, but he didn't expect the other party to pay it back, so he gave it. For a while, he felt that this person was not a good person, and he wanted to make friends.
Feng Qingxiu nodded, a sword qi lingered around her fingertips, and suddenly burst out: "Then, now it's time for you to pay for the life you hurt."
That sword energy is like the withering of a white lotus, and countless white petals are scattered all over the sky, hiding countless murderous intentions.
A look of astonishment flashed between the eyebrows of the young man, and instinctively he took out a ring magic weapon to resist, and the magic weapon was like a piece of paper under the fierce sword energy of the opponent, and it did not block for a while, forcing him to retreat There was no turning back, so he had to raise his hand immediately and crushed a porcelain avatar.
The sword qi was killing him, and in the next instant, there were only countless pieces of porcelain left on the ground, and the boy had already run away: "Am I wrong, a few ordinary people are still alive, don't be so angry—"
Feng Qingxiu did not catch up, but just re-identified the direction and swept away.
The young man watched him walk away, hesitated for a while, but chased after him: "Wait, what's your name?"
Feng Qingxiu's answer was a sword qi that was even sharper than just now, forcing him to dodge far away.
The young man looked at the distant figure of the other party, but smiled: "This should be back to the Taiqing faction, I don't believe that I can't find you on the road."
How dare you treat him so unreasonably, hum!
When the people in the town saw the two great gods leave, they slowly got up from the ground and began to watch the monster whose brains had been shattered. The owner next to him watched the house burn down and began to cry in a low voice.
"Don't cry!" An old man came out, looked at the corpse on the ground, and sighed, "This monster is extraordinary, anyone who destroys a home, comes to get some animal blood to boil the muscles and bones of their descendants, as for this animal meat and bones , don't think about it, pay it to the capital to deduct this year's animal tax, leaving it behind will bring disaster."
The people around agreed and praised the mayor for his kindness from time to time. The essence of monsters is originally the most in blood, but it can no longer be used after being separated from the body for a long time. As for animal bones and meat, it can be deducted from animal tax. Specializing in gathering young men to go deep into the mountains to hunt beasts—that would kill a lot of people.
"Mayor, can such a big beast be able to pay for next year's beast tax?" His confidant asked quietly beside him.
"Don't think about it." The mayor said in a low voice, "We are small and weak here, the monarch wants the prince to enter the four major academies in Central Continent to practice cultivation, and he urgently needs animal bones and blood to gather vitality to the ninth level of Qi training, and no animal tax will be added. It's already very kind."
That's true. The confidant thought that last year, thousands of civilians from neighboring countries on the other side of the mountain had to cross the 800-mile Hundred Beast Mountains to avoid the tax. As a result, they lost at least half of it along the way. Woolen cloth.
But they are a small country, next year will be the day when the four major academies will open. They have already added Beast Sharp twice, and I am afraid that they will have to add it again next year. Alas, when will this day be a big one.
Thinking of this, the confidant helped him go home, but he couldn't help but said on the way: "Mayor, I heard that there are sea boats in Qiong'an, as long as you can get on the boat and go to the west, there is no animal tax there, let's hear it. Said that even a poor family can enter the fairy gate over there."
Xianmen! If there is an immortal—no, even if there is only a sixth-order qi training monk, they won’t have to worry about the beast tax in the town, let alone the beast attack!
Originally he didn't believe it, but he had a relative who ran a sea boat. I heard that some people have saved money there for more than ten years, and they can take their children there. If it's true or false, why are they true? Thinking of taking your kids there
"Don't think about it so much," the mayor said in a low voice, "If you spread these things, you will be arrested, even if it's true. Besides, how can there be such a good place? Besides, there are all kinds of people in Xizhou. In the desert, the grass doesn't grow, so they must have deceived people to be slaves in the past."
He didn't believe it. He was almost a hundred years old and didn't want to leave for a long time.
People always have to live, no matter how hard or tired, it is better than dead.
"You say so." The confidant thought about the monk who had just saved someone, and shook his head slightly. Today, he was lucky to meet a good-hearted immortal. In his half of his life, he has never seen many monks who rescued mortals like them. Woolen cloth.
It would be great if they also had such immortals stationed here