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Chapter 45: Mirage City

Li Qianmo ran out of Lotus Peak as if he was running away, not daring to look back, and jumped over the cloud platform. Then he breathed a sigh of relief. When he regained his breath, he was a little confused: "Then Yu Jianqiu

You clearly said that I can never leave Lotus Peak, why are you asking me to come down now?"

He was puzzled and walked all the way back to the room. When he went in, he found Mingyue sweeping the floor.

When Mingyue saw Li Qianmo coming back, she happily threw away her broom and ran over: "Ah, Senior Brother Li, you are finally back."

"Well, I'm back." Li Qianmo smiled and asked, "Why are you here sweeping the floor?"

Mingyue said with a smile: "Master asked me to clean it. He said you could come back at any time and asked me to clean it every half a month to avoid dust."

When he mentioned Feng Yuanshan, Li Qianmo began to wonder to himself: "Could it be that Uncle Feng knew that I was at Lotus Peak and secretly asked Yu Jianqiu to let me out?"

After much thought, he felt that this possibility was relatively high, but he thought that he had mistakenly entered the Chunyang Forbidden Land, which he really shouldn't have done, and he must not bring it up later to avoid embarrassment to both parties.

While he was deep in thought, Mingyue suddenly said: "Senior Brother Li, I'm going to tell Master that you are back. He told me to inform him as soon as I see you coming back."

"Okay." Li Qianmo nodded with a smile, and Mingyue ran out of the room happily.

Watching Mingyue leave, Li Qianmo picked up the broom on the ground and continued to sweep the floor. Just after sweeping the room, Feng Yuanshan came in with a smile. As soon as he entered the door, he said: "Brother Li, long time no see."

Li Qianmo smiled awkwardly and said awkwardly: "I'm sorry, Uncle Feng, I've caused you trouble."

"No, no." Feng Yuanshan waved his hands repeatedly.

The more Li Qianmo saw him being so generous, the more embarrassed he felt. He hesitated and said, "Uncle Feng, I have been here for a long time. It is time to leave."

"Oh." Feng Yuanshan stroked his beard and nodded, "Yes, you are undergoing a trial and you cannot stay here all the time. However, Junior Nephew Li, have you thought of somewhere to go?"

Li Qianmo shook his head: "Not yet."

"Then I can suggest you a place to go." Feng Yuanshan smiled mysteriously and said, "Have you ever heard of a place for casual cultivators?"

Li Qianmo nodded and said thoughtfully: "Master told me that there are many places where casual cultivators gather in the Five Continents, and there are also monk cities there, which should be very lively."

Feng Yuanshan smiled and said: "It's definitely lively, but it's a bit dangerous."

Li Qianmo was startled when he heard this and asked, "What's so dangerous?"

Feng Yuanshan took a stool and sat down, and said slowly: "There are naturally a lot of casual cultivators gathered in the place of casual cultivators. Casual cultivators are different from us monks with sects. They do not have strong backers and resources, and all their cultivation relies on

I am not afraid of those monks with dull qualifications, but those with extraordinary talents are more powerful. In order to save their own lives, they have experienced countless killings, so they are decisive in killing and have extraordinary combat power, even if their cultivation level is lower than others.

The two realms can also fight back without mercy. The most terrifying thing is that these monks often kill people and steal treasures by any means to improve their cultivation and combat power, and plunder other monks' spiritual stones, elixirs and magic weapons, so monks from ordinary sects rarely go there."

Li Qianmo was stunned for a while and murmured: "Looking at it this way, that place is really dangerous."

Feng Yuanshan smiled faintly and nodded: "The danger is certain, but there are not many monks who kill people and seize treasures. As long as they have done such a thing, they will be despised by some righteous monks and classify them as evil heretics. Once they are

When a righteous monk is encountered, he will be wanted. This is just like the robbers in the mortal world. There are not many. They often take the main road and stay out of the woods. "

"I see." Li Qianmo said in deep thought, "Then I have to go to that place and have a look. Master told me that the main purpose of letting me come out to practice this time is to broaden my horizons and help improve my cultivation."

"Then when are you ready to leave? I can see you off."

"Without further delay, let's go now." Li Qianmo was a little excited. He wanted to see what the scene was like in the monk's city.

"So anxious?" Feng Yuanshan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay, I'll send you out right now, come with me."

Feng Yuanshan took Li Qianmo out of the room, and the two of them took off together and headed straight to the northwest.

Soon, the two of them left the boundary of Huashan. Feng Yuanshan and Li Qianmo both stopped in the air. Feng Yuanshan warned: "Go northwest from here, about 600,000 miles away, and there will be a large sea called the Sea of ​​Chaos. There is

The land of casual cultivators. The city of casual cultivators in the middle of the sea is called the Sea City Mirage. There are countless islands on that sea, which are generally occupied by casual cultivators. You cannot stay on those islands after entering the Sea of ​​Chaos, otherwise you will be captured by rogue cultivators.

Keep an eye on."

"Yes, thank you uncle for the tip." Li Qianmo bowed and thanked him.

"Let's go, be careful on the road."

Li Qianmo bowed his body to Feng Yuanshan again, turned around and headed northwest through the air.

I don’t know since when, there is a unit of measurement in the world called "Yi", which is a unit used to measure speed. In the mortal world, because it needs to transmit information, documents, and military intelligence, it is necessary to set up places for people and horses to rest and eat along the way.

In order to deliver information faster, the word "post" was later derived in the military camp, indicating the distance traveled in one hour.

The unit of measurement "Yi" is widely circulated in the mortal world and was later used by monks. Li Qianmo's current speed is almost a thousand Yi. If he stays awake for twelve hours a day, he can fly twelve thousand miles.

The Sea of ​​Chaos is more than 600,000 miles away from here, and it is impossible for him to fly around all the time, so it will still take a long time to fly there.

For two whole months, he rested less and traveled more, traveling under the stars and the moon, but he was still a hundred thousand miles away from the Sea of ​​Chaos, but hope was around the corner, and he became excited.

Seven days later, he finally arrived and saw the Sea of ​​Chaos. In the distance, he could see the pale smoke covering a vast sea. The sea water was vast and blue, and at the end, the sun was disappearing, and the sky was blue.

Seeing such beautiful scenery, Li Qianmo felt relieved for no reason, as if his mind was much broader. He remembered Feng Yuanshan's warning: Don't find islands to stay on the Chaos Sea, so as not to provoke stray cultivators, so he found a mountain forest to camp for the night.

After gathering enough energy, he stepped on the flying sword and flew towards the center of the sea.

The Sea of ​​Chaos was huge, and he flew for three days and two nights at his speed. On the evening of the third day, he saw a city suddenly appear vaguely on the sea in front of him. It was looming in the vast sea, as insubstantial as a mirage.

No wonder this city is called Mirage City. This name is very appropriate.

When he flew closer, he saw clearly that the mirage city was built on a huge island, occupying nearly half of the island. There were many markets outside the city, and the entire island was very lively.

Li Qianmo landed in front of the city gate and saw people coming and going around him. They were all monks. There were hundreds of them here alone. He couldn't help but secretly marveled: "It turns out there are so many monks in the world. There are so many monks at the city gate."

If it’s too much, there’s still something inside.”

After sighing, he walked towards the city gate. As soon as he arrived at the city gate, he was stopped by two monks in black Taoist uniforms. The bearded monk on the left shouted loudly: "Enter the city and show your token!"

Li Qianmo was startled when he heard this and asked in confusion: "What token?"

The monk with the Chinese character face on the right pointed to his chest and said: "The token of Mirage City. Only with this token can you enter Mirage City. If you don't have it, you have to buy one with spiritual stones."

Li Qianmo looked at his chest, and sure enough he had a token the size of an egg, purple, with a pattern engraved on it, half of the sun rising on the sea, and he didn't know whether it was a rising sun or a setting sun.

He looked at the token and nodded: "Okay, I'll buy one. How many spiritual stones are there?"

"Ten pounds."

"so much!"

"Not much." The monk on the left smiled and said, "If you can't afford it, go to the market outside the city. They don't accept spiritual stones there." He said with a mocking look on Li Qianmo's face.

In his opinion, how could such a low-level monk be able to obtain ten kilograms of spiritual stones.

Li Qianmo ignored his sarcastic expression and took out ten kilograms of spiritual stones and handed them over: "I'll buy one."

The monk was stunned, accepted the spirit stone, took out a token and handed it to Li Qianmo. Li Qianmo took it in his hand and found that the material of the token was very strange. It was as light as wood, but felt as warm and moist as jade.

Silky.

Seeing Li Qianmo stroking the token, the monk sneered and said, "You've never seen it before. It's made of Nan Lingmu. It has formation patterns carved by the commander of the city himself. No one can imitate it."

Li Qianmo glanced at him sideways and said calmly: "I always use red sandalwood and ambergris wood to barbecue and eat. I have never seen this kind of low-grade wood." After saying that, he waved his sleeves and walked into the city gate, leaving only

The monk stood there dumbfounded, while the other monk covered his mouth and snickered when he saw his companion's cowardice.


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