The southern border of Zhao Qin is the location of a lost ancient country. There are often rumors of the discovery of a large tomb, which is quite popular among underground workers.
Southern Xinjiang covers a huge area, about the size of a Wu Zhou Dynasty. Because the ground veins connect to the ice sea of the Mangyin Mountains, there are often riots of spiritual energy and monsters flying in the sky, so it is sparsely populated.
In essence, Zhao Qin did not have the territory of Southern Xinjiang, so it could not even be considered a vassal state.
This piece of land is too strange and no one dares to include it in their territory. It is tacitly regarded as a buffer zone and public territory, and several surrounding countries can get involved.
Similar to the Chikong Desert south of Wu Zhou.
Ordinary people have a hard time making a living in Southern Border, but it is different for cultivators, especially high-level cultivators, who can live there for hundreds of years without leaving the house.
There is a rumor that Prince Yan has a cave in southern Xinjiang.
As a great human country, Zhao Qin's territory is self-evident. From its northern vassal state, Nanyi, it crosses the entire border to reach the southern border, a journey of more than tens of millions of miles.
This time, take the teleportation array.
When he heard that they were going to the desolate southern Xinjiang, Lu Bei decisively refused, even the teleportation array would not work.
Unexpectedly, the mount volunteered and insisted that Lu Bei ride it again. Considering how sweet and soft she was, Lu Bei had no choice but to ride on it reluctantly.
I'm really looking forward to it. I wonder how Senior Sister Shao will react after her vest is exposed.
In front of the teleportation array, Chang Qingyu had a look of grief over the death of his master. He carried Lu Bei, who was holding a roast goose in his hand. The latter was still greasy and used his ink-splashed black hair as a hand cloth.
After several teleportations, the two arrived at the Southern Xinjiang outpost.
Chang Qingyu tugged at his master's sleeve while receiving intelligence about the stronghold. After confirming his identity, he received a map and headed southwest in a daze.
She had a rough guess about her second uncle's thoughts. The Seven Killings Order and the Five Fighting Talisman were powerful, but in order to find out the strength of her cheap master, she had to borrow the head of her fellow villager San Tian Yin.
Chang Qingyu was at the scene and witnessed the chopping of melons and vegetables with his own eyes. He had great confidence in Tianmingzi's strength. Conservatively speaking, he could definitely handle a fourth-level earth immortal, and even if a Mahayana cultivator came in person, he could still deal with him for a while.
Although he cannot defeat Prince Yan, he is sure to win against the minions of the Imperial Observatory.
Just a three-day seal, that’s a sure thing!
The environment in southern Xinjiang is complex. One second there are lush branches and leaves and wild lotus, and the next second there are glaciers and snow-capped mountains. If you are lucky, you may even encounter a tidal eruption of the earth veins, and Mangyin monsters will fly all over the sky.
The unpredictable environment blocked the infiltration of the Imperial Observatory, but also gave the Jiang royal family the opportunity to accumulate a team. After thousands of years of operation and layout, there was no telling how many high-level cultivators were hidden in the vast southern border.
"Gulp!"
Lu Bei swallowed his saliva. Let's be frank. The reason why he was willing to ride Senior Sister Shao again was for the experience.
The Seven Killing Orders and Five Fighting Talismans are too weak and cannot live up to the style of a great Qin country. If you want to make a quick buck, you have to look for cultivators at the Mahayana stage.
And...
What a coincidence.
The secret realm pointed out by Qinglong is located in Zhaoqin, which happens to be in civil strife. Prince Yan and the royal family are fighting for the upper hand, and a decisive battle is about to begin.
As a self-proclaimed troublemaker, it just so happened that he was thrown into Zhao Qin at this time.
Lu Bei thought for a long time but still didn't understand what Qinglong was planning.
To be safe, ride a little longer.
"Disciple, it's windy up there, let's go down and walk." Lu Bei tightened his legs and said to his mount.
Chang Qingyu's hair was covered in oil and he felt uncomfortable all over. Hearing the words, he felt as if he had been pardoned. He jumped down to a piece of sand, found an oasis in the sand sea, and placed Lu Bei on a big rock.
She waved her hand to wipe off the grease on her head. Her collar and cuffs were full of the smell of roast goose sauce. She thought about carrying her master on her back a few more times, and her whole body would be marinated with the sauce.
The kendo girl, who was less than a hundred years old, was in her rebellious period. The more her second uncle Chang Gaowu belittled Lu Bei, the more she protected him.
The master that I found by my own ability will still be fragrant no matter how greasy he is.
Thinking of this, Chang Qingyu leaned towards Lu Bei, smiled and rubbed his shoulders and back, and leaned over to say: "Master, I will follow you. I can't remember things, and I have forgotten the sword spirit passed down by our sect. Can you show it to me again?"
His technique is average, and you can tell at first glance that he is a jerk who has never been very filial to his parents.
Lu Bei tore off a goose leg and stuffed it into Chang Qingyu's mouth with lightning speed.
It was very deep and directly hit the throat.
Chang Qingyu rolled his eyes, stammered and chewed with great effort, and was surprised to find that his cheap master's aura had changed drastically. He was still in the Void Refining Realm, but there was a kind of obscure and unclear feeling, as if one was in a fog, with divine thoughts difficult to detect.
"Watch carefully. I will only demonstrate it once. Whether you can learn it or not depends on your understanding."
Lu Bei placed the roast goose in Chang Qingyu's hand, stood up, and Feng Xu floated in the air.
There are no spells, no mana, not even the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy.
At this moment, it was not him who was using Taoism to borrow the power of heaven and earth, but the power of heaven and earth that took the initiative to come to him and lifted his body up in mid-air.
Lu Bei looked towards the east, his white eyes flashed with lightning, and he pointed his finger like a sword and struck out with endless sharpness, shattering the void with a swish.
“Amazing!”
Chang Qingyu clapped her hands in praise, but she disagreed in her heart. She thought that her cheap master's brain was indeed not very good. She could use this sword without any learning.
Never mind, just coax her for a while!
Before the applause died down, the shattered void twisted and surged, and a figure slowly walked out.
This is a mature woman with a graceful figure and curvy body, with a shawl draped over her shoulders and wrapped around her arms, fluttering gracefully at her side.
At first glance, she looks like a fairy.
Upon closer inspection, one can see that the clothes are simple and they save as much as possible.
Apart from the shawl fluttering at her side, the woman was not wearing much cloth. Her two long, straight legs were faintly visible under the tulle skirt. Her towering chest was bound by a piece of white gauze, her beautiful shoulders and back were clearly visible, and her flat belly was also completely uncovered.
If you wear it carefully, the effect will be better than not wearing it at all.
Lu Bei praised it in his heart and continued to be arrogant.
If Chang Qingyu had a light fragrance before meeting him, and became a sauce-flavored type after being marinated with roast goose after meeting him, then the woman in front of him had a strong fragrance.
One sniff and you’ll be intoxicated; one sip and you’ll find it fresh, refreshing and mellow.
It’s the fresh taste of the sea.
Concubine Kan Meng looked at the master and disciple in front of her, ignoring the disciple with a goose leg in his mouth, and locked her eyes with Lu Bei. She asked curiously, "The Tao follows nature, and heaven and man are connected. Your cultivation is superb. I admire you very much. May I ask your name?"
"Who are you?"
Chang Qingyu spat out the goose leg and flew to Lu Bei's side. Knowing that his master was not very smart and was particularly stupid with his mouth, he decisively took over the conversation.
The sword strike just now was definitely not just a demonstration. It must be that the master sensed the evil intentions of the witch!
"You, a junior, don't need to know my name." Concubine Kan Meng glanced at Chang Qingyu indifferently. After washing off the grease, she was indeed a beauty. She felt deeply displeased for a moment.
Chang Qingyu frowned slightly and asked tentatively: "Imperial Astronomical Observatory?"
Kan Mengfei giggled but did not answer. She looked at Lu Bei with seductive eyes. Her shawl fluttered like wind and clouds, and a natural charm filled the air.
"Which immortal mountain do you practice in, could you tell me?"
The charm and strong will were unstoppable. Chang Qingyu's face changed suddenly, his hands and feet were out of his control, he raised his hand, and inserted two fingers directly into his eye sockets.
"The Infinite Sword Sect."
Lu Bei spoke slowly, and with one word he broke the charming powder fragrance and dissipated the will of the Tribulation Period that was pressing on Chang Qingyu.
The guaranteed minimum is a terrestrial immortal, the upper limit is unknown, and it is unknown whether it is a terrestrial immortal.
Lu Bei was unable to see through the woman's cultivation level, not even her delicate face that was as flawless as jade.
The art of dispersing spirits!
Black-patterned mask!
It's quite interesting. I met the gravekeeper's colleague as soon as I arrived in southern Xinjiang. I don't know if he keeps his mouth shut. If he doesn't, I hope I can get some useful information out of him.
Chang Qingyu retracted his two fingers, stood behind Lu Bei, and glared at the disheveled demon woman: "Master, I remember now, it was her, she also said bad things about our Wuliang Sword Sect."
Senior Sister Shao, could you change your line
Lu Bei complained in his heart, raised his hand and patted the sword case behind him, the black iron sword came out of the sheath, and a thin line of black light burst out in the air.
The mighty sword force pressed down, shattering the void.
Concubine Kan Meng chuckled and waved her hand slowly to clear away a cloud of fragrant mist.
The old Taoist priest had an excellent artistic conception and his connection with nature was rare, but his strength was only at the level of refining emptiness, which was far inferior to her third level of tribulation. He could take down the master and disciple with a little trickery.
Opportunities are rare, so you must find out the method of following the laws of nature!
Swish!
The black light passed by.
Kan Mengfei still had a smile on her face, but she was a few beats late and suddenly the world was spinning in front of her. There was a headless beautiful figure standing in front of her, and she looked exactly like her.
I lost my head!!
Bang!
Under Chang Qingyu's surprised gaze, Lu Bei grabbed the beautiful woman's hair and lifted her head in the air. He ignored the headless body and attacked with his bare fingers. He turned around and swept across with the iron sword in his hand.
The black light curtain vents the distance, simple and crude, but absolutely powerful.
The curvaceous figure was washed away by the black light, and was gradually eroded away. It seemed to take a long time, but in fact it was only a moment.
Chang Qingyu re-evaluated that she had been too conservative before. With her cheap master's magic sword in hand, even if Prince Yan came in person...
Forget it. Let’s leave a strong man like Prince Yan to be a headache for the Jiang family. We can’t just lose the master we found with so much difficulty.
"Who are you?"
Lu Bei looked at the beautiful head with disdain, uttered thunderous sounds from his mouth, and divine winds entangled his soul, sealing it like a seal that made Kan Mengfei unable to resist.
The latter was horrified to death, his mind full of disbelief.
This battle where there was no chance of failure suddenly turned into her being killed by a single sword. The impact was so great that she forgot to sacrifice her magic weapon to save herself.
The black hair wrapped around Lu Bei's wrist and extended upwards.
The pink color reappears, a beautiful head is charming and touching, with tears in her eyes, which makes me feel pity for her.
You are just an ordinary person. Your ability to seduce people is far inferior to that of this sect leader's vixen mother.
“An eyesore!”
Lu Bei snorted coldly, threw the head away, and swung his sword horizontally.
The black light was released, leaving no ashes behind.
"Ah, don't..."
Chang Qingyu was horrified and wanted to spare her life, but it was too late. He flew to Lu Bei's side and complained, "Master, why did you kill her without saying a word? It would have been better to keep her alive and torture her."
"Women will only slow down the speed at which the master draws his sword."
Nonsense, you didn't hesitate at all when you cut her.
Chang Qingyu sighed dejectedly, he had already killed him, there was no point in saying anything more, he returned the roast goose to Lu Bei, and took the initiative to act as a mount and carry the man away.
When the master and the disciple were young, ripples appeared on the ground.
Kan Mengfei emerged from the ground with a pale face, and she couldn't help shuddering as she thought about how she was blind.
Zhao Qin is worthy of being a great human country. The southern border is full of dangers. Any old Taoist priest she meets could easily kill her. She was inconsiderate enough to think about searching for treasure here.
"Fortunately, his realm is not high, otherwise..."
Kan Mengfei's scalp tingled and she didn't dare to stay there for long. She waved her hand to cut through the void, and she escaped and disappeared with weak hands and feet.
Three thousand miles away, a black-winged golden-eyed eagle crouched on a branch, its eyes flickering with golden flames.
It leaped up and transformed into a giant monster with a bird-like face.
"My dear, now that you are here, why not have some fun with me?"