Dawn.

The sun is rising.

I don't know when the winter snow stopped, and there was only a white patch between the sky and the earth.

The two of them also stayed up all night, eating, drinking, and chatting all night long. They were not sleepy, and they felt energetic after eating and drinking enough.

Looking at the beautiful scenery in this world, Xu Changsheng took back the half-pot of wine, smiled, stood up and stretched, and there was a burst of crackling firecrackers all over his body.

The right fist was slightly clenched, full of strength. Although the injury was still unrecoverable, it was no longer serious.

This is one of the great benefits of physical training. Physical injuries recover quickly.

If a Taoist cultivator suffered an injury like Xu Changsheng's, he would probably not be able to fully recover within a few months without the use of recovery techniques or healing medicine.

Even if it is used, it will take a long time.

After all, foreign objects are used.

Xue Nan used a few spells to clean up the mess, then stood up with a smile, looked at the slowly reviving town at the foot of the mountain, and asked: "Old Xu, are you sure you want to take a detour? Don't go through the boundary of Chunyang Temple? Are you okay?

You know, this detour is not something that can be solved in three or five days. It will take an extra month anyway. If something happens, it may take months or a year."

Xu Changsheng narrowed his eyes and said, "Detour, that Gu Yanfeng was afraid that I would kill him, so he wanted to make friends with me and sell me a favor, so he must not lie. So he said there was a problem with Chunyang Temple, then

Then 90% of the time there is something wrong.”

"However, just in case. We will find some monks who are going south on the road to confirm again later. If Gu Yanfeng is really so courageous and dares to lie, we brothers will come back to play with him."

When he said this, Xu Changsheng felt like he was smiling but not smiling.

But in Xue Nan's opinion, Xu Changsheng like this is more real and interesting.

It was completely different from before, as if he was wearing a thick mask.

"good!"

Xu Changsheng nodded, and took out a Kanyu map from the mustard, spread it on Xue Nan's simple wooden table, and looked at it carefully.

After a while, Xu Changsheng pointed to the Kanyu map and said: "Let's take a detour here. Chunyang Temple and the unclaimed land to the east of it happen to be bounded by the Xiaochuang River. And looking at the size of the Xiaochuang River, it must be

There is a ferry that connects the north and the south. We will go to the nearest ferry on the Xiaochuang River and take the boat by water. We can just take a rest. When we pass the Chunyang Temple, we will get off the boat and take the land route."

In fact, in addition to the ferry that travels by water, there is also the ferry that travels across the sky, called the flying boat.

But because they were short of money, the two of them never opened the door.

As for the arrangement of the current itinerary, Xue Nan has always made no sense. So after cleaning up, he took the initiative to practice the technique. Clouds gathered in the heavy snow on the mountain, and a white cloud stopped in front of the two of them.

Xue Nan waved his hand to close the formation, laughed and jumped on the white cloud, "Let's go, Lao Xu, I will take you out for a walk today."

Xu Changsheng: "..."

…

Nanfeng County.

The original site of Nanfeng Town.

A woman in white clothes walked slowly towards her with a sword on her back. Her expression was indifferent and she didn't hide anything. She was wearing a sword-like aura and everyone on the road avoided her.

Many people who saw it also sent messages and talked about it.

They were discussing where this woman came from and why she was so arrogant in Nanfeng Town.

The woman in white seemed to be quite familiar with this town. After arriving, she didn't release her spiritual sense or find a way, so she just turned around from street to street.

Finally, we stopped at the entrance of Weichen Alley.

Looking at this alley that he had casually glanced at but never stepped into, Jiang Ling felt a little confused.

indistinct.

I never thought that I would come back here after just a few years away.

Suddenly, she frowned slightly.

He turned around and shouted: "Get out!"

As he spoke, streams of sword energy flew out from the scabbard behind his back, circled several feet around his body, and then flew back to the scabbard.

However, the crowd of onlookers dispersed one after another.

I'm afraid that this female sword cultivator will sacrifice her sword. After all, you can watch a good show at any time, but this is your only life.

Wait until the crowd disperses.

Jiang Ling looked at an ancient pine not far away, frowned, and said nothing, then turned and walked into Weichen Alley.

And on top of the ancient pine tree she was looking at, a middle-aged Taoist priest was squatting.

A Taoist who loves theater.

It was also the last time I watched the "magnificent" Taoist Zheng Lianning.

The Taoist touched his face and thought to himself, this girl has sharper eyes. For some people, trash is just trash, so what if you transform into a demon cultivator? If you can't even see someone as big as yourself, what else can you do?

Looking at the alley where the woman entered, the Taoist hesitated for a moment and decided to leave. After all, he had agreed to sell the dusty alley to the old God of Wealth. Since it was sold to him, it was his territory.

It's better to stand further away.

If I really had to do business with that old God of Wealth, I would have no place to cry.

Dust Alley.

The nearby families also saw the horrifying scene, and they closed their doors for fear of being killed by the woman's sword. As for whether the house could withstand the woman's sword, they really did not consider it.

Jiang Ling thought about it carefully, and seemed to have heard Su Sheng mention it several times before, saying that Xu Changsheng's home was at the very back of Weichen Lane, directly opposite it.

Step by step, the female sword cultivator also saw the newly built high-end house that covered most of the alley. Unfortunately, she just walked to the door of the high-end house.

The door opened.

The person who opened the door was an old man.

The old man was not tall, probably because he was old, and his figure was a bit stooped. He was bent over and leaning on a pine cane.

The crutches were shiny, and the old man was wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket that was patched all over.

The old man saw Jiang Ling, and Jiang Ling also saw the old man.

The old man stood on the doorframe, neither closing the door nor coming out.

Jiang Ling is not an unreasonable person, nor is he a murderous demon cultivator. It is naturally impossible for him to kill people on sight.

One of the reasons why he took a few more glances was that the old man opened the door at the right time. Another reason was because Jiang Ling couldn't feel the old man's presence at all.

If I hadn't seen him, I really wouldn't have discovered his existence.

Jiang Ling didn't pay attention. There were thousands of talented people in the world, and everything was normal.

When he arrived at the door of Xu Changsheng's house.

The door was locked, but the two old wooden doors were still scrubbed clean.

But she could still tell at a glance that he was not there.

Where can he go?

Even his soul is broken, he cannot practice Taoism or refine his body, and he has completely lost his way to immortality. Where else can he run?

Jiang Ling frowned.

When I was thinking about whether to let go of my spiritual consciousness and take a look.

Suddenly there was a coughing sound from behind.

Jiang Ling was startled, a flying sword flashed between his eyebrows, and suddenly appeared in front of the old man behind him.

Jiang Ling slowly turned around and said coldly: "Looking for death?"

The old man wasn't angry either, he smiled and stretched out his hand to hold the silver needle flying sword.

Jiang Ling's face turned pale.

After exerting force several times, the flying sword seemed to stick to the old man's hand, without even trembling.

Jiang Ling also understood what happened now.

Hidden master.

It's still as high as the sky, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible for him to be so defenseless.

Jiang Ling worked hard to maintain the connection with Feijian. Once the old man really cut off the slightest communication between the two, it would be difficult to restore it.

Fortunately, the old man didn't mean to bully the young. After punishing Jiang Ling slightly, he held her flying sword, flicked it, and threw the flying sword back between her eyebrows. At the same time, he said with a smile:

"Be careful from now on. Don't point your flying sword at the old man if nothing happens. You must respect the old and love the young, you know?"

Jiang Ling felt the lost flying sword and breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly apologized to the old man and said, "Junior...it's my fault."

The old man still had the same smiling look, leaning on his crutches with both hands and nodded, "Are you here to see that Xu Changsheng?"

Jiang Ling hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
To be continued...