It is mid-May, and the timing of Baiyun Township seems to be from our Central Plains, but the scenery is still different.

In the place near the town, the Chinese have transformed the landform into the northern part of the Central Plains, and there is also a big road leading to the Baiyun Holy Mountain in the distance.

The further away from the town and the main road, the more primitive and wilderness it becomes.

Ancient trees covered the sky and the sun, while vines climbed onto the trees like big snakes, almost wrapping the trunks around. The ground was covered with layers of leaves, and snakes were swimming underneath. I walked a mile and stepped on dozens of them with my boots to death.

Currently I am walking between the road and the edge of the forest. I wore a human skin mask of passerby armor, spread my hair with my bun, and dressed up as a cultivator who was free and easy: the original warrior dress was changed into a wide robe and big sleeves, and I defended Murong Zhi with her robe. I put on her robe with her celestial silkworm clothes. A low-grade sword hung on my back. This was a weapon I found from the ring. It was far inferior to my top-grade magic weapon, Silver Snake Sword, and I could only use it.

In less than an hour, I saw smoke and dust rising on the road. A wingless bird as big as a horse led hundreds of wingless birds to fly and headed towards the Baiyun Holy Mountain in the north. Behind the wingless birds were two Jianding riding on mounts of non-niu and non-ma. They had strong muscles, were emitting eyes, and looked around the road with vigilance. But I heard that their breathing was heavy and turbid, and they should have practiced external skills to the upper level, but had never learned internal skills.

The two Jianding were wearing rattan armor and carrying bone spears on their shoulders, and there was no metal tool.

Behind them were seventy or eighty moving machines carrying food and grass, which looked like they were neither cows nor horses.

I know that in the Central Plains, this kind of machinery called "wooden ox and flowing horse" was invented by a skilled craftsman at the end of the civilization era, and could replace human transportation and farming. In the turbulent times, they are indispensable production tools. There is a movement that drives wooden ox and flowing horses in the belly of the machinery. Like our building ships, the movements are powered by the core of the spirit stone inside.

I hesitated for a moment, jumped out of the woods, and stopped them both.

Passerby A's human skin mask has a small disadvantage. If there is no particularly big noise, others will automatically ignore you.

These two Jianding have been paying close attention to the movements around me, and I jumped in front of them and turned a blind eye.

I drew my sword while slashing at their mounts, and shouted loudly:

"I am a cultivator. You mortals have not come to see me yet!"

The two Jianding heard the jingling sounds coming from their mounts, and saw the wooden ox and horse being scratched with sword marks, and screamed in shock:

"It's a ghost, it's a ghost. Why does the wooden ox and horses scream for no reason? And there are so many scratches on it. To die, we will only have less than 200 wooden ox and horses, and we will break it and explain it to the elders like this!"

Hello, haven’t you seen me chopping the wooden ox and flowing horse in front of you? The effect of this passerby armor is so good!

"I am the young fairy in front of you."

I punched the two of them in the nose and knocked them off their mounts.

"Who!"

The four eyes that were round and opened finally met my human skin mask.

The first bearded Jianding was about to fight me, but the other red-faced Jianding pressed his shoulder.

"Where are you from? You are sneaky? Are you a spy sent by Baiyun Native people to spy on our intelligence? From the real trick, otherwise there will be some torture."

The red-faced and healthy Ding is ready to rub his hands, and his bones are clamoring.

"Brother, what do you want to do with him? You'll get everything if you hit this kid."

The bearded man shouted loudly.

I laughed in my heart that this is a gangster trick to scare children.

"Don't talk nonsense. I have been practicing in the secular world. You have angered the cultivators and have committed a lot of sin!"

"Evidence! Give evidence! Dishes hair and a broken sword on the back. Everyone knows that it is the outfit of a cultivator, and anyone can pretend to be." This red-faced Jianding had a little brain, and he asked the key points. But I was prepared for it.

I sneered, and a blink of an eye, the fireball burned to the bearded man's beard and vine armor, and immediately burned to his whole body. He screamed, and a carp thrust and rolled on the ground three or four times before extinguishing the fire, and got up in a mess.

I am very proud of my fire mantra. Although my internal strength is shallow and my energy is limited to maintaining a spell, I can only generate such a small ball, but I am so skillful in controlling it. I think that true cultivators are just like this.

It is great to use Xiu to pretend to be a cultivator with this move. Swords and thunder and fire spells are typical characteristics of any cultivator.

"It's a fire mantra, it's really a cultivator. How many offends! How many offends! Second brother, kowtow to the little fairy."

The red-faced Jianding hurriedly pressed the bearded man's neck.

The big man with my burnt beard was reluctant and muttered:

"The elder taught: People can only worship heaven, earth, king, relative, and teacher. Why do I worship this boy of unknown origin?"

"I have lived for three hundred years. What's wrong with your juniors worshipping me?"

Anyway, I have to brag, and I also have to show off the airs of a cultivator.

The big red-faced man pressed the big bearded man's head to the ground. He also knelt down and kowtowed three times to me, a fake guy.

I think my impersonation will be fine, so I will start to build intelligence.

"I have always been in seclusion on the Immortal Island to practice cultivation. Recently, I have been on a whim and have come out of the island to visit the world. What is your name? Who are you? What are you doing? I see this island full of murderous intent. There will be blood disasters within a year. It is better for you two to avoid it."

It is superficial to say that the natives and Chinese had a holiday, so I predicted that the war between them would start in one year. Anyway, it was arguing and unstoppable, and there was no evidence of death.

"Brother, he can really predict the future. This year we are going to sneak attack the northern slope of Chuixing Mountain and open the passage to attack Baiyun Native people!"

The first one was the unwieldy beard. He was probably impressed by me. The red-faced man was still hesitating and he took the initiative to pour beans at me. The red-faced man looked unhesitant. This year's attack on the natives seemed to be their military secret.

"Grandpa Xiansheng, I'm sorry for my crime. My name is Wang Mang. I was blind just now and offended you. You can pretend to be in your stomach, so don't bother with us mortals. This is my elder brother, Wang Jing. We are all Jianding in Shunshui Town. Most of the people in the town are Wang, and the Supreme Elder is Wang Xiangfu, and they are great scholars who brought our fort here to take refuge. Now the elder Guan Wen is Wang Qitai, and the elder Guan Wu is Wang Qinian. My brothers are now the grain transport officers of the mountain patrol team, and they are the big villages of the mountain patrol team of the mountain patrol team of the mountain patrol team."

So obedient.

This explanation from Wang Mang made me angry.

It turns out that the holy mountain in Baiyun Township is called Zhuxing Mountain in Chinese. They have had a feud with the natives, and a large number of armed forces are indeed concentrated near Zhuxing Mountain. The Wang Qinian, who is in charge of Wuwu, is probably the golden elixir warrior in the superficial mouth. He is stationed in Zhuxing Mountain, obviously he must be guarded against the high-end combat power of the natives. The other two great scholars should be organizational talents, and it is impossible to fight.

In other words, as long as we deal with the Golden Pill Warrior named Wang Qinian among the Chinese, we can gain a place in the town.

"I dare to ask about the treasure number of the immortals. My younger brother is really reckless. He didn't even ask for advice from the immortals' mountain gate. He just used the things in the world to pollute the immortals' ears."

The red-faced man is a bit skillful. Remember to ask me about my origin and know that things about Shunshui Town cannot be told randomly to strangers.

I have to deal with it with my heart.

"I am born under the Star Sect. I am insidious in the Daotan Island. The Taoist name is Wumingzi. What Wang Mang told me is very interesting. This time I went down the mountain to experience myself in the world. What he said did not interfere with my Taoist heart and was very helpful for me to improve my realm."

My inheritance can be traced back to the Xingzong. The disciples of Xingzong have always been mysterious and he cannot figure it out. As for the "nameless son of the island that cannot be said", every sentence I am telling the truth. Of course, the things that are made up are unspeakable and nameless. You can't leave Baiyun Township, where can you check it? Hahahaha.

I don’t change my name and my heart doesn’t beat.

"Good name, there was a peerless sword immortal named Wuming before in our Central Plains. The Taoist name of the immortal chief is really Jiaming."

I really don’t know whether Wang Mang praised me or hurt me.
Chapter completed!