In the blue sky, white clouds drifted, and a silvery-white bolt came through the clouds and the wind. Its speed was as fast as a meteor, leaving a brilliant tail light behind.
"Now we have left the Cuisong Mountains, and there is a desert ahead." Xiaoyu stood upright on the silver horse, glanced at the map in his hand, and muttered to himself.
"You brat, you've been flying all day and all night. Find a place to rest first, otherwise the many Ning Yuan Pills won't be enough for you to squander." Xiao Lin suddenly flew out of the flame jade pendant and floated beside Xiao Yu.
said.
"Okay." Xiao Yu nodded, glanced below, found a small city, and slowly landed.
"This is close to the desert, and the environment has become harsh." Putting away the flying sword, Xiao Yu looked at the desolate surroundings, with the red and dry land and no grass growing, and shook his head.
"Okay, don't be sad, hurry into the city, have a good rest today, and you can enter the desert tomorrow." Xiao Lin urged.
"Yeah, I got it." Xiao Yu stepped forward and soon came to the city gate and walked in.
This city is about the size of Qingfeng Town and is called Mocheng. The streets are very wide and can accommodate a carriage, but there are not many passers-by. The business of the shops on both sides is also very light, and some shops have even closed.
Most of the people living in this city are mortals, and immortal cultivators are extremely rare. Because this place is close to the desert and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is lacking, no immortal cultivator will choose to live here, unless every six months, the merchants of the neighboring Dayan Dynasty come to visit.
When you pass by this city, it will be more lively, but usually it is very deserted.
"Ping'an Inn, it's right here." After seven or eight minutes of searching, Xiao Yu finally found an inn that was still open in the center of the city.
"Hey, there is actually a caravan stopping here." After taking a glance at the stable next to the inn, there were more than twenty camels loaded with goods, Xiaoyu murmured, and stepped into the inn.
The first floor of the inn is a place for guests to eat and drink. More than thirty people almost occupy the first floor of the inn, and among these people, there are actually ten immortal cultivators who are at the third or fourth level of Qi training.
These people also noticed Xiao Yu who was sizing them up, and each of them became cautious. The ten immortal cultivators among them slowly activated their source power, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
"Uh..." Xiao Yu was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it carefully, he understood why these people were behaving like this. When caravans traveled between the two countries, they often encountered bandits, so they hired immortal cultivators to protect them.
After Xiaoyu entered the inn, he casually looked at the mortal caravan. Naturally, he would be suspected and mistakenly thought he was a bandit.
Wanting to understand what happened, Xiao Yu smiled kindly and said: "My younger brother, Yuxiao, who is known as the Iron Hand Judge in Jianghu, passed by this place today and wanted to rest here for a day before setting off on the road at dawn. Please forgive me if I disturb you.
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In order to dispel the caravan's suspicion, Xiao Yu could only fabricate an identity for himself as a mortal martial artist, so that the immortal cultivators could rest assured after hearing this.
As for his cultivation, due to the suppression of Qiankun Ruler and Xiao Yu's deliberate hiding, the immortal cultivators at the level of Qi training have not been able to discover it.
"It turns out to be Hero Jade, whom I have admired for a long time!" Xiao Yu's strategy worked. An old man in his sixties who looked like the leader of the caravan stood up and saluted with clasped fists.
"You're welcome, old man. Since you're having a meal, I won't bother you too much." Xiao Yu replied with cupped fists, imitating the etiquette of Jianghu people.
"Okay, please, little brother!" The caravan leader smiled kindly and glanced out of the corner of his eye. He saw a strong man in his thirties sitting at the same table. Seeing him nodding, he sat down.
"This person was alone at the table with the old man. His cultivation level is far higher than the others. He has reached the fifth level of Qi training. He should be the leader of those immortal cultivators." Xiaoyu turned around and walked towards the inn clerk.
Go, release your soul power, and explore all these people.
"Waiter, do you still want to go to the hotel?" Xiaoyu asked in a friendly voice when he came to the inn's side.
"I'm sorry to be objective. All the upper rooms have been reserved by those objective ones, and there is only one lower room left. You..." the innkeeper said with a somewhat embarrassed expression.
"Okay, let's go to the next room. I'm tired and want to rest early. Take me there." Xiaoyu waved his hand, took out two inferior Origin Stones, and threw them to the innkeeper.
"Okay, objectively, come with me." The innkeeper happily took the defective Origin Stone and led Xiaoyu towards the room.
"Senior Zhang, are you sure there is nothing wrong with this guy?" After Xiaoyu went upstairs, the leader of the caravan immediately asked the strong man respectfully.
"Don't worry, Mr. Li, this man does have a strong internal energy in his Dantian, but his appearance does not look like a bandit, and with me here, even if he is a bandit, there will be no way for him to come back.
"The strong man in his thirties said extremely confidently.
But it's no wonder that the immortal cultivators at the fifth level of qi training are already equivalent to innate masters in the world of martial arts. How can ordinary people be opponents? But they don't know that their conversations are all listened to by Xiao Yu in the room on the second floor.
Went.
"These people are really interesting. Wouldn't it be very tiring if they were so wary of every stranger they met?" Xiao Yu smiled and shook his head, then withdrew the soul power he had released.
"Ancestor, I need to rest now. If you have nothing to do, don't disturb me." Xiao Yu told Xiao Lin, then fell on the bed and fell asleep.
Although cultivators hardly need sleep to recover from fatigue, it is very pleasant to have a good night's sleep, and the recovery effect is better than simply meditating.
"Hmph, little bastard, if you want me to help you relax and have a peaceful sleep, just tell me that I'm not allowed to disturb you." Xiao Lin rolled his eyes at Xiao Yu and said in a depressed tone.
A night of silence.
As soon as it dawned the next day, Xiao Yu had already gotten up and washed up. He also left two inferior Origin Stones in the room and broke the window. After walking out of Mo City, Xiao Yu found an uninhabited land and offered his silver
The white flying swords turned into streaks and flew away.
After flying for about a meal, a raging heat wave suddenly rushed towards Xiaoyu.
"The yellow sand everywhere is really desolate." Xiaoyu glanced at the scorching sun in the sky and the ground, shining brightly like gold, covering tens of thousands of miles of yellow sand, and muttered to himself
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"After passing through here, you can enter the territory of the Great Yan Dynasty. I wonder if Qingqing is still in the Wolf King City. Ya Shi should go and have a look." Xiaoyu activated the flying sword, which turned into a silver-white bolt and disappeared in