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At this time, Lu Xiaotian has transformed into a young monk with a fair complexion and a somewhat scholarly temperament. He is holding a white jade folding fan in his hand. This folding fan is also a high-grade magic weapon. Now he has a lot of magic weapons in his hand, which is just right.
This fan suited the current image, so I took it out directly.
In the distance, under Qingyang Village is a lively market. There are many immortal cultivators passing by, ranging from high to low cultivation, as well as some porters and secular mortals pushing firewood on carts.
Lu Xiaotian landed under a lush locust tree from the air. Under the tree, there was a skinny old man, dressed as an official, and a few loaders were resting and enjoying the shade under the tree. Suddenly he saw a young man with a delicate face coming from the sky.
, stood up hurriedly, straightened his clothes, and bowed to Lu Xiaotian.
"The little old man has seen the immortal!"
"Well, no need to be polite, this is my first time passing by this place. Old man, do you know where this place is?" Lu Xiaotian asked, shaking his fan.
Seeing that Lu Xiaotian was no longer bossy and arrogant like some immortals, the old man and several delivery men heaved a sigh of relief.
"The little old man came from afar to seek refuge with Quanzi, and he was unfamiliar with the place. However, Quanzi is also a cultivator of immortals. However, Quanzi's abilities are average and he does not have the ability of an immortal to fly into the sky and escape from the earth. However, the little old man is just a mortal.
, Naturally, he knows better than Quanzi. Calculate the time, and when there is still a stick of incense left, Quanzi will bring someone to pick him up. If the immortal is not in a hurry, why not ask after Quanzi arrives?" The old man outside the Yuanwai tone was respectful.
typical.
"Okay, then I'll just wait here for a while." Lu Xiaotian nodded and looked at the surrounding environment. Although the soul in the soul-forbidden bead roughly told the route, he was not particularly familiar with the places he passed along the way.
, according to what the Yuan Shen said, some years have passed. And after all, the Yuan Shen has his own thoughts. Naturally, Lu Xiaotian cannot listen to his words and rush to a dangerous place.
It is a good choice to occasionally ask a monk on the way. Some foundation-building monks are so alienated from each other that they may not tell the truth. They may even want to trick him into an unfamiliar place and find a few people to work together to ambush him, an outsider.
This kind of thing is too common in the world of immortality. On the contrary, it may be much better to ask some people with low cultivation level, or secular mortals who are familiar with the local situation. After all, these people are out of awe for people with high cultivation level.
, and dare not fight with him. Even if the information is not comprehensive, at least there are not many people who dare to deceive the Qi Refining monks. Even if he is an outsider, he still has an absolute deterrent effect on the Qi Refining monks.
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The old man's time was very accurate. It was still a little short of the time for a stick of incense. A man riding a third-order black bear with a green wine bottle hanging on his waist looked a little rude and looked toward him with dignity.
Come here quickly.
But the third-level black bear first felt the faint coercion released from Lu Xiaotian. It dug its two fat front paws on the ground a few times and did not dare to step forward with a look of fear on its face.
The middle-aged man was startled. The spiritual beast under him had a stronger sense of crisis than him. There was only one possibility to make the black bear so afraid. He quickly got off the back of the tall black bear and solemnly said to Lu Xiaotian.
He saluted and said, "Junior Zhou Daxiong, I have met my senior!"
Zhou Daxiong was a little puzzled. He had never seen such a young Foundation-Building monk. With his cultivation and identity, he would never have a chance to curry favor with a Foundation-Building monk, but now one actually came to his door. What happened?
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster, but he has never met such a master of foundation building.
"I want to ask you something. I don't mind taking up your time." Seeing the cautious look of the middle-aged man, Lu Xiaotian felt a little emotional in his heart. The strict hierarchy in the world of immortality is not like that of ordinary mortals.
Official rank is used to prove one's identity to others. In fact, even if a cultivator has a position similar to that of a casual cultivator alliance, if he does not have the corresponding strength, he will not be respected wherever he goes. Unless he is an alchemist or a weapon refiner.
Humanoids do not need absolute cultivation to speak.
"I don't mind, I don't mind. The seniors only ask questions, and the juniors will definitely tell you everything they know!" The middle-aged man said quickly, and at the same time he felt relieved. Anyway, fortunately, they are not here to cause trouble for him.
"Is there a Shadow Wind Valley near here?" Lu Xiaotian asked.
"Yinfeng Valley? Where are you going, senior?" When he heard the word "Yinfeng Valley", the middle-aged man suddenly turned pale.
"Am I asking you or are you asking me?" Lu Xiaotian said with a serious expression.
Hearing Lu Xiaotian's displeased tone, a layer of sweat broke out on the middle-aged man's forehead. He quickly wiped his forehead and said, "Senior, forgive me, Yinfeng Valley is not nearby, but in the dark place about five hundred miles away.
In the mountains, you can fly northwest from Qingyang Town. With the strength of the seniors, you can probably feel the sinister aura soaring into the sky by flying closer. I am not afraid of the seniors’ jokes. When I was young and energetic, the juniors also used to fly there.
I made a bet with someone and wanted to go to the Shadow Wind Valley, but because my strength was too low, I was frightened back by the strong Yin evil power inside the Shadow Wind Valley before I even got there."
"Well, although you have never been there, have you heard some rumors about Yinfeng Valley?" Lu Xiaotian nodded, and then asked.
"Rumors? There are some." Maybe he asked about the middle-aged man's itch. The middle-aged man was also a talkative person. He immediately poured out some hearsay and rumors to Lu Xiaotian. Look.
Several delivery men nearby were surprised. They originally thought that the son who sent the old man to join him as a cultivator was a man full of fairy spirit and moral integrity. Unexpectedly, he was not the same as the talkative ones they usually saw when drinking in restaurants.
There is no difference. However, the young man in front of them has an extraordinary and elegant temperament. The delivery men couldn't help but wonder why they call him senior. Just from his appearance, he already looks like senior.
When Lu Xiaotian heard the middle-aged man talk about all kinds of things with a spitting expression, Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. It seemed that he had asked the wrong person. The rude-looking middle-aged man in front of him had a hanging hanging on his waist.
He was wearing a wine gourd, and he was obviously a good drinker. He was still in a state of not drinking. If he drank too much, Lu Xiaotian couldn't even imagine what this guy looked like when he was drunk.
"I heard that there is a flying corpse, which is even more powerful. It can fly to the sky and escape from the earth. It is omnipotent. It spits a kind of blue fire from its mouth, which is hot and cold..."
Lu Xiaotian's eyes flashed, and what he said seemed a bit like the long-extinct silver corpse, but some were consistent with the rumors, and some were not. Although I felt that the middle-aged man in front of him was not very reliable, but
Lu Xiaotian still listened patiently. Usually, this kind of person would not lie. As for how many things in his words were valuable and worthy of consideration, he would have to rely on his own ability to identify them.