It was just dawn the next morning, and it was time for Ling Chen to go out. He packed some books on the underworld's anecdotes and insights into the storage bag that Uncle Gao had given him (about two square meters of space) and stuffed it into his arms.
, and then walked towards the gate of Taiyi Mountain in the early morning...
Along the way, the outer gate square was deserted and not at all crowded.
Stand in front of the mountain gate!
Ling Chen was carrying a long black sword on his back. With an expression on his face, he glanced sideways at the stable next to the mountain gate. This was specially provided for the disciples of the Miscellaneous Yard to transport goods. The place where the horses were raised was so small that only one horse could come out.
At the gate, many handyman disciples were loading and unloading whips, reins, etc. on the horses...
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Xiao Yu and the others didn't come to see Ling Chen off. To be precise, they didn't know that Ling Chen had left so early. The genius was Meng Mengliang——
Starting from Taiyi Gate, the environment for low-level disciples going out to perform tasks seemed to be just like this in the most ordinary cargo carriage. However, for Ling Chen, such a simple means of transportation was much better.
Walking down by yourself is not only time-consuming and laborious, but as a low-level disciple, it is really comfortable to take a ride.
Thinking about the first time I sat in the carriage at Sunset Gate, there were Zuo Chun, Soy Sauce and the others beside me. They were joking and didn't realize how far the journey was. This time Ling Chen was sitting alone in the carriage and felt quite uneasy.
, while chatting, he moved his body in the carriage, trying to make himself as comfortable as possible, and then he took out a copy of "Odd Stories" from the Underworld and started reading [
The carriage drove neither fast nor slow all the way to the west. As soon as it left the rich and lush mountains of Taiyimen, the surrounding faint willow forest appeared again. However, it only lasted three days, and the surrounding scenery once again turned into summer.
Interesting green color
There were more villages and towns along the way, and the carriage that was going out for shopping also stopped at the nearest town.
Ling Chen's ride has arrived, but Ling Chen has his own ideas in mind. He enters this prosperous town and inquires about a group of merchants whose carriages are passing through the border "Guye Village".
While guarding the wall of this group of merchants, he was respectfully invited into a gorgeous carriage by the steward——
The small town's cargo convoy set off again... heading towards Ling Chen's destination
The luxurious carriage driving on the flat official road is not only comfortable and soft inside, but also does not feel much bumpy when traveling quickly. The carriage of the Taiyi Sect's handyman disciples cannot be compared with it. Ling Chen thought of this
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There were probably more than a dozen luxury convoys and more than thirty people, all of whom were ordinary businessmen. The coolies with the highest level of cultivation were only innate fifth-level heaven. The carriages drove safely in the Black Bear Mountains and passed several large cities on the way.
This is a city belonging to monks. It is naturally extremely prosperous, and is many times more prosperous than the City of Dawn that Ling Chen experienced before.
Among these large cities, there are several powerful monks who have escaped from the earth and disappeared from time to time. Most of these cities are gathering places for casual cultivators. There are no sects with deep roots to garrison, so the Taiyi Sect is sparse.
Only then can the spiritual minerals be spread throughout the borders of the Black Bear Mountains
After the fifth day, the surrounding cities began to shrink, and the carriage slowly climbed up the hilly road. The intervals between stops and refills also became shorter, and the laughter of the guys who were joking at the beginning was no longer so loud.
Finally, on the seventh day, as the call of the carriage steward rang out, Ling Chen had already put his long sword on his back and stood on a very simple country dirt road.
The carriage rolled up a cloud of dust and rolled away...
"I left Taiyimen and came to such a border place, but it seems that the environment here is pretty good. There are mountains and water, and the environment is beautiful. The life in the small village called Guye Village here is pretty good, right?
" Ling Chen said to himself.
Ling Chen opened the parchment, and after a brief glance, he tightened his arms behind his back and walked along a mountain path with a dusty look on his face.
The path is very long
The road that goes up and down the hillside is as messy as a tangled ball of thread.
The criss-crossing roads occasionally passed through patches of woods, and occasionally stepped across turbulent rivers. Ling Chen didn't know how long he had been walking since he got off the carriage. He only knew that he was originally very excited, and he was so excited about meeting him for the first time.
The impulse to take on the mission of a low-level disciple has long been exhausted. All I know is that the sun that was originally hanging in the middle is gradually giving off a golden sunset light [
It's June now, and the sweltering heat has come earlier than in previous years.
The air was filled with the smell of heat. Ling Chen scooped some water from a creek and filled it with the water bottle he took out of his storage bag. He wiped the water stains from his mouth and looked forward to see the heat and humidity in the mountains and the dense forest.
Coolness is a completely opposite feeling. It feels like your whole body is being pressed by a large amount of water vapor and the sweat cannot be discharged. It is really uncomfortable.
However, Ling Chen is a body builder, so the heat will not have a fixed impact on him, but running around for a long time and running around like a fly on his head has obviously consumed his remaining patience.
Ling Chen's spiritual consciousness reached out and scanned the surrounding forest. He could see that the five hundred meters around him were the limit.
"Huh!" Ling Chen took a long breath and dispersed the evil spirit between his eyes. As if he had discovered something, he continued to carry Chang Jie into the woods.
Ling Chen's footsteps moved forward slowly, and there was a red line in the middle of the dark magic sword behind him. The red light reflected the afterglow of the setting sun, dyeing the surrounding air lightly with blood red.
Ling Chen was still walking step by step. He lifted the kettle on his waist, causing the bumpy sensation of going up and down the hillside to affect the kettle. At this moment, he was climbing up a hillside.
Ling Chen grabbed a big tree that grew on an eighty-degree vertical slope. With a little help, his body had already moved up the small slope gently and skillfully.
"...Why do you feel that there is a faint and strange smell in the air? There is insufficient information to judge more useful smells." Ling Chen had a suspicion about the spiritual mine on the border! It's just a guess.
It's just a reverie in Ling Chen's heart
Ling Chen walked up the hillside, pushed aside the bushes that blocked his view with his hands, and said lightly to himself——
"Is this Guye Village?"
The long black sword behind him, with its cold hilt like a black pupil hidden in the darkness, stared indifferently at the bottom of the hillside. In the valley that was favored by the setting sun, there was a small house composed of hundreds of families.
The village is quietly embedded there. A wisp of green smoke rises from the chimney of the house, curls into the sky, is blown by the wind, and scatters in all directions...
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It was already very late. When Ling Chen walked down the mountain and came outside the small village, the last rays of the sun had faded into the mountains behind him. Stars began to appear in the sky. Ling Chen held the kettle on his waist and opened it, raising his head.
After drinking a few sips, I walked into the village.
As early as when Ling Chen used his spiritual consciousness to detect the village, a strong spiritual consciousness had already discovered him. At this moment, in the village
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very quiet
Quiet, a little scary
Calculating the time, it was probably just "Wu Shi" (19:00 to 21:00 in the modern evening), which should be the time for the villagers to have dinner. But while walking in the village, all the surrounding houses had their lights turned off, and it was quiet.
quiet
No one was walking around in the village, not even a dog barked. A thick layer of wheat straw was spread out in front of a house at the head of the village for drying, but now the wheat straw has dried, but the owner has not come out to clean it up.
Ling Chen stopped and looked around. He bent down, picked up a wheat straw and held it in his hand. The wheat straw was shiny and round. It was obviously not a few days ago, but just put out today. After thinking about it, he threw away the wheat straw.
, walked straight towards the depths of the village
Because his spiritual consciousness has sensed the presence of a large family in the village, and there are multiple spiritual consciousnesses of different strengths and weaknesses (probably Taiyi’s disciples stationed in Guye Village)
Sure enough, there was a large house at the very end of the village with the lights still on, and the faint sounds of people talking could be heard from inside. It seemed that the people in this village had not disappeared.
Seeing someone, Ling Chen exhaled. He had spent so much time running here. Facing this weird village, he should first ask his fellow disciples about the situation. He tightened the long sword on his back and walked forward, following his steps.
Moving closer, he finally heard the voices coming from the big house and listened carefully. There seemed to be a lot of people, and they were still arguing about something fiercely.