Feng Yiluan was very happy, of course it was better to have someone who knew the way to walk with him, and he was also a monk, although he was blind, as long as he didn't take a fork in the road. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

So she asked respectfully, "Uncle, I don't know what to call you?"

The uncle hesitated for a moment before he said, "My name is Duanxu." ”

Feng Yiluan said in his heart, quite a strange name. "Intermittently?"

"No, it's Duanxu. The uncle said that the text was explained again, and then said: "Actually, it doesn't hurt to understand it as intermittent." ”

Uncle Duanxu seems to have a very casual attitude towards his name.

"Oh. Feng Yiluan was puzzled, but still felt that the name was unusual, and asked: "Uncle Duanxu, listening to the direction you said, will you be in the same sect as the person I am looking for?"

Duanxu asked, "What's his name?"

Feng Yiluan shook his head: "I can't say, I can't tell you." ”

The uncle smiled open-mindedly and said, "According to the characteristics you described, that person and I should not be in the same sect, and there are at least several sects in that area, all of which are hidden in the deep mountains of the extremely cold land, and rarely interact with each other, but the direction of the road is similar, you are lucky to meet me, I can take you all the way to that vicinity, so that it will be easier for you to find it." ”

Feng Yiluan was slightly disappointed and said, "Oh, that's fine, thank you uncle." Uncle, why do you need to eat? I'm looking for someone who says he doesn't need to eat. ”

Duanxu said slowly: "Because I ran out of Bigu Dan, I couldn't buy it along the way, so I could only eat ordinary food to satisfy my hunger." ”

Feng Yiluan didn't expect this to be the reason, she thought it was because the cultivation methods of the two families were different. "I see......"

Duanxu changed the subject and asked, "You haven't officially started cultivating yet, have you?"

Feng Yiluan said: "Yes, no one is willing to teach me. ”

Duanxu nodded, and said, "This is the best, this is the best, otherwise, it is just a waste of exhaustion." ”

Feng Yiluan couldn't help asking, "Why? ”

This time, she never mentioned the word Master, because once she did, she had to explain why Master didn't teach her anything, but she still had to call Master, and most importantly, she didn't want to reveal Master's whereabouts to this uncle.

Uncle Duanxu looks like he is not the same kind of person as Ji Li, Ji Li is frank, but this uncle, she feels that she can't see through it. Probably because I can't see my uncle's eyes.

Duanxu replied in a low tone: "Because, on this continent, there has been no true cultivator for a long time. We, the remaining monks, cannot walk between heaven and earth openly, but can only quietly survive in extremely steep and bitter cold places. ”

Feng Yiluan grabbed the conversation and asked, "But why is this? What is going on? Can you tell me more details?"

Duanxu raised his head, took a deep breath of the faint grass and trees around him, and said slowly: "Just because the resources of spiritual stones on the continent are limited, and the resources of all kinds of heavenly and earthly treasures are also limited, the dynasty has gradually restricted the cultivation of mortals other than the royal family and nobles since more than 900 years ago, in order to collect all the resources in the hands of the royal family and the royal family." ”

"That's the case...... So you want to be arrested?" asked Feng Yiluan.

Duanxu nodded: "That's right." The Holy Emperor set up the Pillow Pavilion in the dynasty, which means that the Holy Emperor can rest easy, and we are called 'Ye Xiu'. The mission of the Pillow Pavilion is to search everywhere and arrest the so-called 'wild cultivators', and every few decades, the people in the Pillow Pavilion will be fully dispatched to conduct a large-scale raid. ”

"Oh......"

Duanxu continued: "In the Pillow Pavilion, the highest status is called the long envoy, which is the seven-rank Lingzun; under the chief envoy, four 'dustless clothes' are set up, in charge of the four directions; followed by the 'Fei Yi', regardless of the official rank and cultivation of several grades, they are collectively called 'Fei Yi', which is characterized by a purple feather sewn on the left sleeve, the more finch feathers they have, the higher their official rank, or the more monks they have caught; the lowest level is called sweeping envoys, most of them have no official rank, or at most they are low-level Qi cultivators who have just started. ”

"Oh, it sounds complicated, and it's strange, it's not the same as the local rank you're usually hearing about. They were all dressed in emerald clothes, with purple feathers on their sleeves, and the two colors were ugly when put together. Feng Yiluan asked a lot of questions, and he was commenting while asking.

Duanxu did not answer the question of the style of clothes, but said: "The clothes are not jade...... Therefore, the road of cultivation is not only long and obstructive, but once you set foot on this road, you will always become the target of the dynasty's arrest, and you will always face countless life and death tests and hardships......"

Feng Yiluan said in her heart that the master should also know these things, but he never told her.

Master treated her very well in the past, perhaps because she cared for her too much, so she never got involved in the slightest thing. Even though she has a lot of strength and a sometimes bold personality, the master still regards her as a little girl and takes good care of her.

Probably because of this, although she has matured like an adult most of the time, she doesn't know anything about some things.

Feng Yiluan's eyes drooped slightly, looking at some nowhere, but he actually recalled the old things. She suddenly remembered that in the past, there were people wearing special official uniforms and feathers in their sleeves who came to the town, but they didn't arrest anyone, and when those people came, Master always spread out paper and drew on the street, and asked her to wait next to her to polish ink and wash pens, so nothing went wrong.

In addition, there are often people who come to the inn to check, but they have never caught anyone, and the proprietress and the guys are very good at talking, and they can always coax those 'officials' to be happy.

Although the people in the Pillow Pavilion are rampant, they will never be unreasonably suspicious of those good people who live in the market and seem to be harmless to humans and animals. In addition, now that I think about it, the neighbors are also very good, and they have never betrayed and reported her because she has been strong since she was a child......

Feng Yiluan was reminiscing here, but Duanxu seemed to be unable to hold back for a while because he had opened the chatterbox, and continued to say to himself: "...... Every time I had to go down the mountain, I had to restrain my breath and avoid these 'sweepers' as much as I could, and if I couldn't dodge, I would deliberately let them cut me so that they would no longer suspect that I was a monk, and even pretend to be seriously injured and die, and when they left, I would get up and hide again, and as long as I was not hacked to death, I would recover. ”

The method used by Uncle Duanxu is almost the same as that of Jili, and I think that many monks on this continent are using this method to survive.

Feng Yiluan came back to his senses from his memories, and when he heard these should have been painful encounters, he blurted out: "Oh, you guys are like the saying goes, professionally pretending to be dead for thirty years to heal their wounds, plus resurrecting with full blood on the spot?"

Duanxu was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, and in the laughter, there was a slight taste of desolation.

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It was completely dark, and it was quiet all around, except for the sound of the river murmuring.

Duanxu was sure that the sweepers would not return, so he meditated cross-legged and began to heal himself.

Feng Yiluan looked at the wind at the beginning, but after more than half an hour, she felt sleepy, so she leaned on the body of the black horse, and fell asleep unconsciously by taking advantage of the body temperature that disappeared at night.

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