(I went to visit my father-in-law across the province, and the update is still scummy these days, so let's come back!)

The narrow alleys, potholes, and water accumulation in many places, emitting a foul smell. On both sides of a row of low wooden houses, coughing can be heard from time to time, wrapped in lingering breath.

This is the slum behind the bustle and glamour of Stone City.

As a city of docks, there are no ordinary number of people who enter and leave the stone city. In particular, the number of people who fled from the desert accounted for a huge proportion.

The surging crowd, some of which used this as a jumping point, dispersed into the vast Shenzhou Continent, and their whereabouts were unknown. But there are also many who have stayed forever for one reason or another, begging for a living in the city.

As the population increased, the geographical area of Lishi City expanded, and the area was divided in an orderly manner. Like many cities in the world, it is divided into strongholds for the rich and the poor......

Liang Qiufeng didn't feel strange at all that Su Xiangyang and them had fallen into a slum. After all, when I met each other, I was able to do even lowly coolies. If you have no choice but to do so, where will there be a warrior willing to do this?

Entering a dimly lit wooden house, Liang Qiufeng glanced around, the six-eared nose on his shoulder shrugged, smelled the smell of rancid blood, and grinned twice.

This smell is really not good.

I saw the two people who were shrinking in the corner-they should have been the disciples of the Sword Mansion, senior brothers, but at this time, they were like two soulless walking corpses, lying on the wooden bed, their naked bodies, and some parts of the wounds, were inflamed and festering, shocking.

The two who lay down, plus the three who could walk and work, made a total of five.

This amount is more than half of the scale when he chose to stay in Lishi City.

Su Xiangyang said in a bitter tone: "Everyone else is dead. ”

Liang Qiufeng frowned, and suddenly asked, "What happened?"

Su Xiangyang coughed dryly, glanced at Zhang Zhiming, and slowly spoke.

The story is not new.

At the beginning, Su Xiangyang and the others refused to follow Liang Qiufeng to the south, staying in Lishi City, waiting for the large army of the Sword Mansion to come. I didn't expect to wait left and right, and there was no news. The people and horses of the Sword Mansion have never appeared.

After waiting for more than half a month, as the resources carried by the body were urgent, the hearts of the small team were disordered, panicked, and even had a pessimistic opinion: Could it be that there was an accident on the side of the Sword Mansion, and they chose another destination for migration and did not come to Shenzhou.

In this way, it means that the Sword Mansion has abandoned them......

After a few more rìs, the resources bottomed out, and they had to start looking for a job to maintain the needs of rì regular cultivation.

As a martial artist, especially as an airway level martial artist, it is relatively easy to find a job in this stone city. But at the beginning, Su Xiangyang was unwilling to give in and did things for others. Instead, he chose to go into the wild, hunt monsters, and obtain resources.

However, exploring the adventure of rìzi is also risky. During a hunt, they encountered a group of local snakes from Stone City. Knowing that they were desert escapees, they laughed unscrupulously, fought and plundered their prey.

Su Xiangyang and the others couldn't resist, counted the dead and wounded, and returned to Lishi City.

After this battle, the vitality was greatly damaged. In order to treat the injured brothers, all the savings were spent and they became nothing.

What's more, their cultivation is impaired, and it is difficult for them to find decent jobs. And although the group of local snake forces will not be wiped out, they will also say that they will not make Su Xiangyang and the others feel better.

Once upon a time, the few remaining people wanted to leave the city. Just thinking about the blank eyes and the wounded, where can you go?

If you abandon your fellow disciples, but you can't bear it, you can't do such ruthless and unrighteous things. He had to work as a coolie, earning some spiritual rice every time he came back, most of which was used by his injured fellow disciples.

However, the wounded were not lightly injured, and they had to be treated with a decoction of medicine every time. Unable to make ends meet, there is no way to continue, and some people can't stand it one after another and die unexpectedly.

By now, there were only five left. Two of them are seriously injured, and I am afraid that they will not last long.

In the end, Su Xiangyang choked up, and a big man couldn't help crying.

This section of rìzi is really too difficult. Confused and panicked, the heart is dead and desperate - at the beginning, there was still hope, and the hope in my heart was that suddenly one day the government would lead a huge number of people from the Sword Mansion to appear in the city, but time passed day by day, and gradually lived for the sake of living, and the whole person lost his mind. The only hope in my heart is to earn a little more Lingmi tomorrow, and that's it......

After listening, a ray of jīng light flashed in Liang Qiufeng's eyes. It's not compassion, but I feel that in this field, Su Xiangyang and the three of them still refuse to give up their seriously injured comrades. At least that's precious.

As a former gatekeeper, Zhongnan Jianfu has very strict rules and regulations, and one of the important principles is not to be greedy for life and fear death, and abandon the same family.

Under the constraints, the relationship between the disciples of the Sword Mansion is relatively good.

Even so, don't forget that they are no longer in Zhongnan Mountain, but in another continent. Therefore, if you can still insist on this point, at least you can see how Su Xiangyang and their products are.

Liang Qiufeng walked over and carefully observed the physical condition of the two injured people. He is not a doctor, but from the observation on the surface, it can be seen that the condition of the two is not optimistic, but fortunately, they are not injured at all, and as long as the treatment is sufficient and timely, they will definitely recover.

It's just that Su Xiangyang and the others are exhausted, they can't afford to hire a doctor, they can't afford to take pills, and the injury is naturally getting worse and worse day by day.

Soon, Liang Qiufeng took out two three-trick healing pills from the treasure bag and fed them to the injured.

The pill melts in the mouth, and the effect is remarkable, and it doesn't take long for the groggy two people to moan and slowly open their eyes.

Then they recognized Liang Qiufeng, and then they probably understood what was going on, and they were surprised and guilty.

Take healing pills, just to consolidate the foundation. Because the backlog of injuries has dragged on for too long, and there are many problems in the body, if you want to get better completely and quickly, you must also ask a professional doctor to come.

Liang Qiufeng took out a hundred catties of spiritual rice to Su Xiangyang and told him to ask for a doctor.

Holding the heavy hundred-pound spirit rice, Su Xiangyang was overjoyed, and without saying a word, he immediately went out and ran to see a doctor.

After more than two hours of busy work, the basic handling of affairs was completed. After a rich dinner, everyone's jīng qi and spirit have changed, and they are no longer lifeless. The two wounded, who were waiting to die, were able to speak.

Most crucially, they see hope for a way out.

When there is hope, there is confidence.

Liang Qiufeng groaned and said, "You guys clean up and go to the inn to live." Although it is enough to recuperate, recuperate for a few days, and when the body is well, we will go south. ”

"Okay, listen to Senior Brother Liang. ”

At this time, Su Xiangyang and the others agreed, but they couldn't wait to leave tomorrow and leave Lishi City.

Liu Shuang suddenly asked, "Senior Brother Liang, where are we going south, and Senior Brother Zuo Ming, how are they?"

Liang Qiufeng picked out some key points and said.

When they heard that he led the crowd to establish an inferior sect in the Nanling area of the Tang Dynasty, "Zhongnan Sword Gate", everyone looked at each other and was full of shock.

After going through a lot of hardships, how could Su Xiangyang and the others not understand the difficulties and hardships of establishing a sect? It was as difficult as reaching the sky, but in a short period of time, Liang Qiufeng did it, just as he said before he went south, "I want to lay down a piece of the country", and now it seems that this country has at least taken shape.

It's remarkable.

Shock was followed by ecstasy.

Following Liang Qiufeng to the south, doesn't that mean that the future is bright, bright, and absolutely desperate.

"Liang ...... Door master, we only look at you!"

Liu Shuang said loudly, and even changed his title.

Over there, Su Xiangyang hurriedly groped in his arms and took out the purple sword order that he treasured.

Taking back the Purple Sword Order, Liang Qiufeng checked it, he is now serving the public, he doesn't need this token for a long time, and he puts it back in the treasure bag, and it is expedient to be an old thing.

This trip to leave Nanling for training, originally pinned on finding the whereabouts of the Sword Mansion, but now it seems that this purpose has come to naught, and the large army of the Sword Mansion has not come to the Shenzhou Continent at all. According to the information that Su Xiangyang found out when he stayed in Lishi City, in fact, not long after they left Zhongnan Mountain, the Sword Mansion, like other Wasteland sects, started to migrate.

The problem is that there must have been something mysterious going on in the process of migration, even cutting off the message.

What is it?

Liang Qiufeng was not depressed, but his thoughts were soon broken by accident. On the third day when they moved into the inn, there was trouble coming to the door: it was the head snake force that had hit Su Xiangyang and his party before, an inferior sect called the "Three Dynasties Gang". (To be continued.) )