She has the responsibility and obligation to shoulder the burden that the sect should bear. At the same time, she also needs to fulfill her own Taoist heart and save the mortals in the world from water and fire.
"Your current mission shouldn't be to go to Nan Town, right?" Song Ling frowned, turned to look at Jiang Yiyu, and asked: "Leaving without permission and changing the plan without permission, will you be punished?"
Logically speaking, Jiang Yiyu's mission is to find Jingyu, or to capture her.
Now that both tasks are hopeless, Jiang Yiyu should go back to resume his life instead of going to Nanzhen.
"South Town will not be the end." She smiled brightly and said helplessly: "When Central Town collapsed, no matter how many monsters there were and how powerful they were, they were just beasts. But when they arrived in South Town... they became like us, possessing the capabilities
The ability to think.”
Is it scary?
horrible.
But monks have always done things that are impossible to do, and they have to practice the Taoist mind that is impossible to do.
"Since it's already such a catastrophe, why should I accompany them to play with people's hearts and disrupt the Taoism?" Jiang Yiyu raised his hand, saluted Song Ling, and said: "Song Ling, you are a good person, I hope you
Live longer.”
Song Ling shrugged and said, "I also hope I live longer. When you come back from Nanzhen alive, I will treat you to a drink."
"Okay, treat her to a drink." Jiang Yiyu nodded.
So far——
One went north onto Zhuque Middle Street, and the other went west out of Weicheng.
Song Ling, who was alone, did not go directly to the palace. She turned to Zhuque Middle Street and went to the West Market, where she found an inn where the business seemed to be very prosperous.
Checking in is just a means, the purpose is to find out the current situation in Liang Country.
After staying there for three days, Song Ling finally got a feel for it.
Now sitting on the throne of the Liang Kingdom is the late emperor's youngest son, named Song Zhen. He is a very diligent and benevolent emperor, so the dragon spirit in the Liang Kingdom is strong and there is little chaos.
And because Song Zhen reached cooperation with many casual cultivators in advance, there were no monsters invading the border of Liang State for the time being, and the threat of Nanzhen collapse was spared.
Strictly speaking, Song Ling is Song Zhen's aunt.
"Sir, our Majesty's little princess is getting married the day after tomorrow. If you are so interested, why don't you go and bask in the happiness? I heard that Your Majesty is going to send you six thousand guan as a wedding gift." The waiter in the shop poured tea for Song Ling with a smile.
.
The waiter looked at the cute Song Mo on the table. After he left, he brought an extra plate of fish and touched a handful of long hair.
"He treats me like a raccoon slave!" Song Mo fiddled with the plate with his paw in dissatisfaction.
Song Ling picked up the fish meat in front of her with chopsticks and said boredly: "You are a raccoon slave now, and he didn't take it wrong."
The food in the inn was good, but Song Ling just looked at it and felt it was bland.
"You're not happy." Song Mo licked his beard and looked at Song Ling.
"Yeah, I'm not happy." Song Ling put her chopsticks on the table, turned her eyes out the window, looked at the monks flying with swords, and said: "Liang Guo seems quite peaceful and peaceful, I don't know where I'm going...
…Isn’t that a good thing?”
Liang State is located in the southeast, with Hengduan Mountains and Forests above it, the sea to the east and south, and a smooth road to the west, allowing merchants and travelers to come and go freely.
For other places, the territory of Liang Kingdom can really be regarded as a paradise. Even if it is only temporary, it can attract many casual cultivators who do not have enough cultivation to come and stay temporarily.
At the same time, the casual cultivators who temporarily lived in Liang State abided by the law for various reasons, and they were able to gather together to form a tower and form an effective defense against the outside world.
Kill two birds with one stone.
Song Ling's arrival will draw the Taoist sect's attention to Liang Guo.
"I'm worried that I will destroy this peace." Song Ling narrowed her eyes, lowered her eyelashes, and said slowly.
"Otherwise, the sky is so big and the earth is so big, where else can you go?" Song Mo yawned, looking a little tired, "If you don't have the dragon energy around you, how can you fight against Canghua with your foundation-building level cultivation?"
makes sense.
After putting aside these random thoughts, Song Ling rested comfortably in the inn for two days.
On the wedding day of the princess, the entire Weicheng was plunged into an atmosphere of joy. The long streets were hung with red silk, and many beautiful flowers that were rarely seen in the past were placed on both sides of the road.
On the Feiyun chariot carried by sixteen people, sat the princess Song Kuangran, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes and wearing a rosy crown. Her face was full of happy smiles, which attracted the people watching to shout her name and send their best wishes.
sincere wishes.
Song Ling mingled in the crowd and shouted along.
This was the first time she had participated in such a joyful thing. The joy of the people around her infected her, driving her, and she couldn't help but be immersed in it.
But just as Song Ling was rushing to the wedding mansion with the crowd, Song Mo suddenly struggled in Song Ling's arms and roared in the sea of consciousness.
"There is a monster mixed in with the crowd."
Song Ling, who had just come to show his teeth and have fun, was suddenly stunned, and his eyes quickly swept around the crowd.
"Which one?" Song Ling asked Song Mo in her mind.
Song Mo shook his head and replied: "I don't know either. There are too many people here, and the monster's breath is very weak. It is mixed with the monk's aura, making it difficult to distinguish clearly."
There were thousands, if not tens of thousands, of people crowding the streets.
Fireworks rose into the sky during the day and exploded into a gorgeous sea of flowers. Under bursts of cheers, Song Ling's spiritual power was like a drop of water entering the ocean, with no trace and no response.
"What should we do?" Song Ling tried her best to squeeze into the front row and watched Song Kuanran being carried into the house. With a twist of her fingertips, the concealment technique fell lightly on her body.
In full view of everyone, Song Ling turned invisible.
She hugged Song Mo and followed the wedding procession, slipping into the house easily. When she turned around, she saw a little girl sitting on the wall.
Indigo blue brocade robe paired with white fur cloak.
Her long, snow-white hair was spread loosely, which made her eyebrows look particularly beautiful.
No, this is not a little girl.
He is a boy with a female body and a male body!
There was a pure white ferret lying on the young man's head, and in his hand was a black sword about the same height as him. From a distance, there seemed to be another sword behind him.
"What did you do in here?"
He and the ferret looked at Song Ling at the same time and spoke without any hesitation.
"Can you see me?" Song Ling was a little surprised.
"It can see it." The young man raised his finger and pointed at the obedient ferret on his head, and said: "My name is Qi Chi, and I am the sword holder of Weicheng. What about you? Are you also a sword holder?"
Otherwise, why can you get in here?
Song Ling blinked, neither admitting nor denying, but changed the topic and asked, "Do you know there are monsters outside among the crowd?"
Although she didn't know what a sword wielder was, it didn't stop her from learning about the monster through the boy in front of her.
after all……
This guy seems to know it very well.
"I know, otherwise why would I come in?" Qi Chi nodded, held the sword in his arms, then jumped down from the wall and said, "Which city area are you from? Logically speaking, I am here.