Not long after, Mingquan's carriage arrived. Mang Fenggui, as the sect master, personally held the reins and asked Xiao He to get on the carriage. When Xiao He walked to the carriage, Mang Feng said: "Elder Xiao He, let me ask one more question, what is the purpose of this trip?"
Where to go?”
"South." Xiao He replied casually.
"Southern Xinjiang?!" Mang Feng said in surprise.
Xiao He smiled and said nothing. Mang Feng hesitated again and again, as if he had something to say that he couldn't say. After struggling for a long time, he finally spoke and said: "Elder Xiao He, I have an unkind request. I wonder if the elder can accept it?"
Xiao He didn't expect that Mang Feng would ask for something from him, and he didn't expect that he would speak now, but he still replied: "What's the matter?"
Mang Feng continued: "Not long ago, the people from Southern Xinjiang, who had always been peaceful, suddenly launched an attack on Liuguang Blessed Land. Almost all the sects on the southern border of Blessed Land have fallen. Within Blessed Land, various sects have launched joint operations, and there are still some
Feeling invincible, I boldly beg you to take action and stop this battle, otherwise the result of waiting for the Flowing Light Blessed Land can only be destruction!"
Mang Feng's words shocked Xiao He, but he also believed that the people of Southern Xinjiang were eyeing the Liuguang Blessed Land, and they had already begun to show signs of it when he killed Beiluomen, but he didn't expect them to move so fast, in such a short period of time.
Over time, many sects have been swallowed up.
Seeing Xiao He didn't speak, Mang Feng felt anxious and continued: "Although there was some estrangement between you and me before, it is an old thing after all, and all the grudges and grudges have been avenged. This page should be turned over. Now
You are very different from what you were back then, and the blessed land of glory will never turn around in front of you. However, this blessed land is your hometown after all. Now that the enemy is facing you, no one from the seventy-two blessed lands will come to save you. If you sit back and watch,
No matter, from now on, you will really be homeless on this continent!"
Home? He has been homeless for a long time. Although he thought so, Xiao He did not say it. At this time, seeing Mang Feng pretending to be neither humble nor arrogant in front of him, Xiao He suddenly felt a little admiration for this person. Of course,
Xiao He also understood that such strength was just a desperate move by Mang Feng. If not, what else could he do? So, Xiao He looked at Mang Feng, not only with admiration, but also with pity.
Xiao He sympathized with Mang Feng, and even more sympathized with the land where he grew up. He opened his mouth and said plainly: "Where is the main battlefield at this moment?"
Mang Feng replied: "After Southern Xinjiang successively swallowed up several sects around the blessed land, the blessed land has formed a coalition to fight against it. The elders of our alliance personally led the team. Currently, there is a stalemate on the southern edge. The southern Xinjiang people are hiding in the dense forest.
, we dare not enter rashly, but this is just the vanguard of southern Xinjiang. With reinforcements, they will launch another attack."
Xiao He nodded and said: "This time, you have really made a difference."
Mang Feng smiled awkwardly and said, "My lips are dead and my teeth are cold!"
Xiao He couldn't help but smile and thought to himself: In fact, no one understands what is right and wrong, it's just that their positions are different. At this time, Master Mangfeng is telling the truth.
Looking at Mang Feng, Xiao He said: "Then send someone to lead the way and take me there!"
"You agreed?" Mang Feng said in disbelief.
Xiao He nodded slightly.
"I'll send someone right away!" Mang Feng said anxiously, as if he was afraid that Xiao He would regret it. He turned around and quickly called a disciple to come over and drive Xiao He's carriage himself. Xiao He took a seat in the carriage. Mang Feng stood there and watched the carriage
Xiao He's carriage left, this was his last hope.
The carriage descended the mountain and rushed south at high speed. The curtain of the carriage was hung to one side. Xiao He sat comfortably in the carriage, looking at the back of the boy who acted as his coachman in front of him, and suddenly thought of himself.
, Xiao He chatted with him on the way: "You should have just joined Liuguang Blessed Land not long ago, right?"
The disciple who was driving the carriage looked forward, still nodded, and said, "Yes, how did you know?"
"Last time I went to Liuguang Blessed Land, I didn't see you. Were you recruited later?" Xiao He asked.
The disciple replied: "Yes, it was also at the Blessed Land Conference."
Xiao He smiled and said: "It is rare for a blessed land to be able to insist on holding a recruitment meeting under such good circumstances. Before this, which sect were you a disciple of?"
The disciple replied: "I am Li Jiang. I was originally the senior disciple of the Changsheng Sect. I was lucky enough to narrowly win the disciple recruitment meeting in the blessed land. Now I am worshiping under Master Mangfeng's sect."
"As a direct disciple of Mang Feng, you are lucky." Xiao He said with a smile.
"I'm making you laugh. I've heard about your deeds, but compared to you, I'm far behind." Li Jiang said.
Since he is already a disciple of Liuguang Blessed Land, especially a disciple of Mang Feng, how come he has not heard of Xiao He’s deeds? He killed the disciples of Liuguang Blessed Land in Shaolin Ancient Temple, and was able to kill several others while being chased by Yinpan Pavilion.
He fled all the way, and when he came back, he destroyed Beiluomen once, and wiped out the three elders of Liuguang Blessed Land. Originally, such a thing was a great shame for Liuguang Blessed Land, but in the eyes of most sects of Liuguang Blessed Land,
, even in the eyes of some of Liuguang Blessed Land's own disciples, this incident, in addition to feeling that the exile in Blessed Land was their own fault, also stimulated these disciples' desire for powerful cultivation.
In this kind of world, there is no clear distinction between right and wrong. The strong are respected. Li Jiang is also one of these stimulated disciples. He really admires Xiao He.
"I never thought that I would have such a bad reputation in Liuguang Blessed Land." Xiao He said with a smile.
Li Jiang also replied: "Frankly speaking, I don't know whether it is good or bad, but everyone knows it. There are also many disciples who regard you as a role model."
Xiao He turned to look at the rapidly reversing scenery outside the car window and said, "I only just learned about this situation."
Li Jiang stopped chatting with Xiao He. He was worried that something might happen again along the way. He unconsciously gave the horse a few whips in his hand. The horse ran very fast, making the sound of spring water with its two wheels.
, which is why Mingquan Carriage got its name.
Li Jiang was naturally a little nervous, but Xiao He remained calm and composed and asked: "As a direct disciple of Master Mangfeng, and you were just recruited not long ago, why didn't you go to the front line in person, but stayed in the sect?
"
Li Jiang didn't even look back, but still replied: "I have been on the front line. I just came back recently to report the latest situation to Master. Originally, if you didn't visit today, I would have returned to the front station.
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Xiao He said casually: "If I were Mang Feng, I would personally lead the troops to join the battle." After Xiao He finished speaking, Li Jiang just smiled awkwardly and said nothing. After Xiao He finished speaking, he remembered carefully that yes, all the elders from Liuguang Blessed Land were sent there.
We are on the front line, why is Mang Feng alone guarding the rear? This is indeed strange.
While talking and laughing, the fast Mingquan carriage arrived at the southern border of Liuguang Blessed Land. The closer we got to the southern border, the more beautiful the scenery became. The dense woods and beautiful mountains and rivers were even more beautiful than those in the vast Central Plains.
It was several times more beautiful. Xiao He got out of the car and squatted down by the mountain stream to wash his face. The stream in midsummer was particularly cool. Xiao He held up the stream with both hands and drank a few sips before getting up. He looked at the surrounding scenery and sighed.
: "The scenery in southern Xinjiang is indeed better than that in the Central Plains. Isn't it a beautiful thing to live here all the time?"
Li Jiang had been standing not far from Xiao He's left hand. Like Xiao He, he leaned down and took a few sips of water. He also filled the two water bladders sewn from animal skins that he brought with him. Hearing Xiao He's sigh, he also spoke.
Said: "Heaven and earth created man and all things. All things are sufficient to meet man's needs, but they cannot satisfy man's desires."
Xiao He couldn't help but smile, looked at the still immature Li Jiang, and praised: "A disciple of the Changsheng Sect, your Taoist heart is really clear. If you practice like this, you will have a bright future."
Li Jiang also smiled, very knowingly, and asked: "Elder Xiao He, are you originally from Liuguang Blessed Land?"
Xiao He nodded and said: "Yes, my family's residence is not far from Xuanyang City. We have been doing business for generations, and our goods are sold overseas through the Juliu River."
"Juliujiang?" Li Jiang repeated.
Xiao He smiled again and explained: "Perhaps you grew up in the mountains and don't know the difference between the immortal cultivators in the mountains and the mortal world. It was only later that I learned that the Juliu River in the mouth of mortals is actually just a branch of the Juliu River.
That's all. Just because there is a stone tablet on the bank with the word "Juliu" engraved on it. Mortals don't know who carved the stone tablet, and there are no other historical materials to verify it. Therefore, there are many rivers named by immortal cultivators, and for thousands of years, ordinary people have also named them after this.
"
"Is the Juliu River the big river that stretches between Nihan Cave Heaven and Liuguang Blessed Land?" Li Jiang asked rhetorically.
"Exactly!" Xiao He said. Mentioning Juliu River would inevitably bring to mind many past events. Xiao He changed his mind and asked, "How far are we from our destination?"
Li Jiang quickly replied seriously: "It's very close. After passing the small village in front, walk more than three thousand miles to the Luoyue Sect, where the coalition troops will be stationed."
"Luoyue Sect." Xiao He had never heard of this sect and repeated subconsciously.
"Yes, it is the Luoyue Sect. To the south of the Luoyue Sect is the dense forest between Southern Xinjiang and Liuguang Blessed Land. The coalition forces have worked together to establish a protective array in the dense forest. However, until I left, the people in Southern Xinjiang did not report to the law.
The formation launched an attack."
"Who in southern Xinjiang mainly started this war?" Xiao He asked.
Li Jiang didn't know and could only shake his head.
Xiao He said: "How can we win in such a confusing battle when we can't even figure out who the opponent is?"
Li Jiang also stopped talking.
Xiao He didn't say much, and said: "Let's set off then. We'll wait until we arrive at Luoyue Sect. When we pass the village later, get off the car and lead the horse. Don't disturb the residents in the village."
"Okay!" Li Jiang said respectfully.
The carriage quickly drove into the small village. Li Jiang followed Xiao He's instructions, got out of the car, led the horse, and walked quietly through the village. Xiao He in the carriage was sleeping gently at this moment, breathing in the cold and refreshing air and snoring slightly.
, the bumpy dirt road in the center of the small village was only about 200 steps away. Soon, Li Jiang led the horse out of the small village and headed in the direction of Luoyue Sect. Xiao He was leaning against the car window, illuminated by the moonlight.
The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, wondering what he was dreaming about.