Lingyi City is more than 170 miles away from Stone Forest City, and it normally takes about three days for a carriage to travel. However, Xin Zhuo and others took a full five days to travel, and there was still a distance of forty miles.

Without him, all road fools!

It’s also because the roads are too weird, with always side roads and no signposts, and they don’t extend in all directions. Often one road is just the same road until you reach the end.

A group of people took a lot of detours and then walked back around the original route in frustration.

"Where are the rivers and lakes?"

The carriage was swaying, and there were some cracks in the shaft wood. Xin Zhuo, Cui Ying'er, and Han Qiniang were riding in the carriage together.

Han Qiniang asked a question that fascinated Xin Zhuo in his past and present lives.

Cui Ying'er's body swayed with the carriage. The boss's health has been fine these days. She also felt a lot happier. She smiled and said: "We are in the world now!"

"Isn't that right?"

Han Qiniang blinked her peach-blossom eyes, opened the car curtain and looked out into the wilderness and mountains, pouting, "There's not even a person, there are woods and rivers everywhere, what kind of rivers and lakes are they?"

"If you ask me, the world is in the wine!"

The voice of Huang Dagui, who loves drinking, came from outside, and it was quite poetic.

"No, no!"

On the side, Bai Jianxi analyzed with great interest: "The rivers and lakes should be in the sword. In the sword, the sword is like a dream, and then there are the rivers and lakes!"

"Well said! Lao Bai has literary talent!" Cui Ying'er's eyes lit up.

Bai Jian Xi giggled happily: "No one knows the world better than me!"

Han Jiulang did not fall behind others: "I am just not talented. I think that the world is in my eyes, just like the poem I wrote yesterday..."

"Stop writing poetry!"

Murong Xiu interrupted neatly, "I think Jianghu is in the heart. After all, everyone has a different dream of Jianghu in their hearts. What I do in my heart is Jianghu!"

"What you said is wrong!"

Bai Jianxi immediately retorted, "If what I'm thinking about is Jianghu, then what I'm thinking about right now is the braised tofu from Luxiangzhai in Lingyi City. Is Luxiangzhai the Jianghu? What Dagui is thinking about right now is Leaping Balls.

, are Jianghu in the league? It can’t stand up to scrutiny!”

Okay, the topic has already involved a bit of philosophy.

"You, the boss, are the ones to judge!"

"That's right, what do you think of the boss?" Cui Ying'er and Han Qiniang looked at Xin Zhuo with burning eyes.

What answered them was Xin Zhuo's "bo" sound.

"Is Jianghu a piece of shit? The boss is really advanced, and he is already a top master!"

From outside came the conclusive conclusions from Huang Dagui, Bai Jianxi and others.

"Pfft!" Cui Ying'er and Han Qiniang laughed, and then couldn't help laughing.

Xin Zhuo's face turned slightly red: "Everyone's words are reasonable, but Lao Bai talked nonsense about braised dried beans and asked you to buy dry food to eat on the way. In the end, he bought thirty kilograms of braised dried beans, and his stomach couldn't bear it.

Please wait for me for a while."

As he spoke, he picked up a stack of Mo Xuan paper and jumped out of the carriage as if he was running away.

There were mountains and forests nearby, and there were thorns everywhere. He was a mysophobic person, and after searching for a long time, he found no good place to go. With his skill in lightness, he climbed over the hillside and reached a mountain trail on the opposite side.

Next door there is a rocky slope facing the water, which is still downwind.

suitable!

After squatting for half a minute and burning incense, my stomach finally felt a little better. I got up and walked to the path when suddenly, seven or eight men wearing coarse linen clothes and sallow faces appeared in front of me.

Holding a broken sword, his face looked both ruthless and greedy.

"I opened this mountain and planted this tree. I want to pass by here and leave money to buy the road!"

Xin Zhuo was startled for a moment, meeting... a fellow traveler?

The same bad lines, no quality.

This group of bandits only has the leader who is at the sub-eighth level, and the rest have not yet reached the first level, relying on their strength and brute force.

In this state, Xin Zhuo really had no interest in taking action. Looking at the group of bandits, he seemed to see the shadow of himself leading Cui Yinger and others down the mountain to rob them a few months ago.

The difference is that I was able to trick others in the first place.

I couldn't help but smile.

Just as he was about to speak, the leading man's eyes lit up and he laughed and said, "What a handsome young man. I like these dimples so much that I sell him to a brothel to be a prostitute!"

A group of people took action as soon as they were told, and rushed forward with knives and shouts.

Xin Zhuo's face darkened slightly and he was about to raise his palm.

I heard a scolding sound coming from a distance: "A bold thief, in broad daylight, bullies a young man who has no power to restrain a chicken, is there any way to do it? How audacious!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure descended from the sky. It was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl wearing an aqua green skirt and a bun with both ears.

"Where did the yellow-haired girl come from? Mind your own business! Let's deal with it together." The bandit leader was furious, abandoned Xin Zhuo and went straight to the girl with his subordinates.

The girl didn't give in. She held a three-foot green sword in her hand and struck out with a powerful sword style with fierce momentum.

One against seven, no loss at all!

Xin Zhuo: "..."

Have you encountered this kind of clichéd, out-of-print scene full of flaws? I just politely came over to help.

Judging from the blood energy fluctuations, this girl was around the eighth level, but she was smart. She greeted the bandit leader closely, and after ten moves, she stabbed the bandit leader in the shoulder with a sword.

The bandit leader was in pain and screamed: "The move is too tough, retreat!"

As quickly as they came, they retreated as quickly as they came. They rushed into the forest with a roar and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"You guys can run fast! Humph!"

The girl chased for a few steps, then sheathed her sword and turned around. She looked like Xiaojiabiyu, with a few freckles on the tip of her nose.

Looking at Xin Zhuo, who was dressed in white brocade and wearing a young man's bun, he was stunned for a moment, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Yes, he was stunning, and he even praised him without any scruples: "What a handsome young man!"

Xin Zhuo felt... very embarrassed about this. He originally wore linen clothes that fit him perfectly, but in order to change his identity as a bandit, he was dressed up by Cui Ying'er and Han Qiniang. Now he doubts whether they are playing a trick on him.

At this time, the girl hugged her and said: "I, Qin Lizong, saw injustice on the road and drew my sword to help. You don't have to be too moved!"

Xin Zhuo: "..."

"Huh?"

Qin Lilong approached curiously and blinked: "Why don't you speak? You are not mute, are you?"

Xin Zhuo glanced around, then looked at the big tree where the girl jumped down.

I'm not mute, I just simply suspect that you are trying to trick me!

Qin Lilong coughed lightly and said sternly: "Don't worry, I'm not a bad person. This girl is from the Wudang sect, a junior sister of the Third Generation Duanzi Hall, and comes from a well-known and upright sect!"

"What did you say? Wudang?" Xin Zhuo was finally moved.

"Can you speak?"

Qin Lilong looked very happy and walked closer, "Yes, I am a disciple of the Wudang Sect. Are you surprised? Our Wudang Sect is located in Jiuchi Mountain 800 miles away. There are three thousand disciples in the sect, all of whom are human beings."

Elites travel around the world, slaying demons and defending the road, and just take it easy when encountering injustice."

Xin Zhuo finally confirmed that she was talking about Wudang! Is there a Wudang sect in this world? Is the word "Wudang" an existence that can break the dimensional barrier? Or is it a coincidence that it comes from a classic?

He asked solemnly: "Excuse me, girl, who is the founder of your Wudang Sect?"

"Tai, Grand Master's uncle and uncle are three crazy Taoists!" Qin Lilong tilted his head, "He is still alive now, almost 200 years old. Last year, he teamed up with Shaolin's Kuxing Zen Master to defeat the legendary terrifying

The great master of Shenyin Sect wins Chunqi!"

This little girl's experience in the world is very average. She pours beans out of a bamboo tube and talks about everything.

But Xin Zhuo was a bit confused: "And Shaolin?"

Qin Lilong nodded: "Of course there is! Otherwise?"

Xin Zhuo asked with a heavy face: "Kongtong Sect? Emei Sect? Kunlun Sect? Diancang Sect? Is there any?"

Qin Lilong thought for a while: "I haven't heard of it! No?"

Xin Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said: "Very good, farewell!"

"Where are you going?" Qin Lilong grabbed his arm and said with a serious face: "There are bandits and bandits nearby. Although the realm is not high, you are a young man who is as beautiful as a flower and has no martial arts.

It’s not safe, why not come with me!”

Is this a word that describes a man?

Xin Zhuo was about to refuse verbally.
Chapter completed!