These desert tribes, originally grassland tribes, had a difficult life, on the one hand, they were wild and fierce, and on the other hand, they were hospitable.

At the end of the day, the desert people, who only gather once a year, drink and dance under the reflection of the bonfire, and even the cunning and hateful Central Plains people in their mouths are warmly welcomed.

In the midst of singing and laughing, Lingyu saw a young man sitting alone in the corner.

He was probably in his early twenties, but his face had a faint look of misery, and he was out of step with his surroundings.

The reason why Lingyu noticed him was not because of his downfall, but because she found extremely faint aura fluctuations in this young man's body.

This young man is worthy of entering the Dao, he probably doesn't have any cultivation methods, and the spiritual energy on his body is scattered but not condensed, and it is estimated that he can't even cast an ordinary spell.

Lingyu walked around the people who were drinking and laughing and walked straight towards this person.

"This brother, why is he sullen alone?"

The man looked up and saw her, his eyes flashed with surprise, and then he reacted, hurriedly gave way to the position, and replied, "It's just boring." ”

These desert people, even the most delicate girls, are too rough in the eyes of the Central Plains. And the people of the Central Plains who will come here, after a few days of trekking, are also dusty. In such a group of people, there are three points of beauty, and they can show seven points, and they have ten points, which can only be amazing.

Lingyu was not polite, Fuyi sat down not far from him, took out a pot of wine from his waist, and threw it over.

The young man hesitated: "Thank you." He pulled out the cork and took a sip.

The warm flow guò guò esophagus enters the abdominal cavity, and an indescribable sensation lingers around the body. The young man was stunned. Looking down at the pot of wine: "This is ......"

Lingyu smiled faintly. There is no explanation. This young man has no one to guide him, and his sense of aura is very weak, although he knows that this wine is unusual, but he can't taste anything special - in fact, this wine itself is very ordinary, it is the wine that the desert tribes usually drink, but Ah Bi threw a spirit fruit into it, and it was contaminated with the breath of the spirit fruit.

"Brother Tai doesn't look like a businessman!"

The young man smiled shyly: "Don't hide it...... Girl. Under is the first time to come to Ulan. ”

He quietly looked at Lingyu, in terms of a woman, she was a little too handsome, her dress, and her behavior had a different kind of bearing, which made it difficult to guess the origin of her identity.

said that she was a noble girl, her temperament was too uninhibited, and those noble ladies would not sit on the ground so casually, nor would they talk to strange men casually.

said that it was a woman in the rivers and lakes. It's too delicate. There was a faint streamer on her clothes, which was obviously extremely valuable. The outstretched hand is white and delicate. At first glance, he is a person who has never suffered hardship.

and the clothes, wide robes and large sleeves, elegant and elegant, at a glance, there doesn't seem to be much femininity, but there is a kind of intoxicating grace out of the dust. He couldn't think of anyone who would wear this style of clothing.

When he was looking at Lingyu, Lingyu was also looking at him.

This young man, sitting in a reserved position, but habitually low-key, although unobtrusive. Come to think of it, he should have a good background, but he is not noble, maybe he is a small person in one big family, just like she was. However, his situation may have changed recently, so he will join the merchant and run to the desert, right?

"By the way, I haven't reported my family yet, my surname is Cheng, and my name is Lingyu."

Road number? The young man was slightly stunned, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he finally knew who the other party might be. The clothes and ornaments are dusty, the behavior is casual, and it has a natural high spirit, isn't it those immortal people?

"Under ...... The villain ......" He was a little incoherent, "Zou Mao, Chengping Ren, twenty-one this year, has not yet married ......"

Lingyu smiled: "Brother Zou, I don't plan to help you be a matchmaker." ”

Zou Mao's face turned red, he was too nervous......

was so teased by Lingyu, Zou Mao's love was stable. With a faint excitement on his face, he chatted with her: "Cheng ...... Girl, why did you come to Ulan? But to the Holy Mountain? ”

Zou Mao opened his mouth and said so, it seems that the legend of the holy mountain is well known! Also, since Zou Mao has entered the Tao, he must be very keen on cultivating immortals, how could he not know about Wulan Holy Mountain?

"It's just a casual walk." Lingyu replied vaguely, "It's Brother Zou, why are you willing to brave the wind and sand and come here to do business?" ”

Zou Mao rubbed his hands and said a little nervously: "I can't hide it, I came to Ulan from afar, just to ask for a little opportunity......

Through the conversation, Lingyu gradually understood Zou Mao's experience.

His background is indeed good, and he is considered a big family in the Central Plains, but he is a side branch concubine, and he is not valued in a mortal family that values blood.

Although the immortals are separated, how can there be no contact at all in the same place? Some monks who can't cultivate often linger in the world, so most of those big families know the existence of monks.

Zou Mao has been yearning for cultivating immortals since he was a child, and once met a monk who knew some common sense of cultivation, so he tried to recite the Taoist scriptures and seek the Tao quietly.

About two years ago, he opened the gate of heaven on his own and successfully entered the Tao - opening the gate of heaven is the saying that the three realms have entered the Tao.

Originally, he thought that he could get out of this ordinary life and become a monk, but unexpectedly, he later realized that becoming a real monk was not as easy as he thought.

He entered the Tao late, his qualifications are poor, and if he wants to enter the immortal gate, he must have a guide. Finding a guide is not easy, and in general, it comes at a great cost. The most direct price is wealth.

Zou Mao originally planned to make a request to the head of the family, and when he succeeds in his studies, he will definitely give the Zou family more rewards. But he didn't expect that at about the same time, the young master of the Zou family, with the help of an immortal master, successfully entered the Tao.

Compared with the young master of the lineage, how can he be competitive? On the contrary, when he found out that he had entered the Dao, the young master of the lineage became jealous of him.

If Zou Mao's qualifications were better, the head of the family would still be worried. Or, if there is no one in the Zou family, they will also devote their strength to cultivating him. It's just that he has neither talent nor opportunity, so he doesn't rely on both ends, but offends the young master of the lineage, and he can't even stay in the Zou family.

In desperation, he had to find another way out. The Ulan Desert is a notoriously golden trade route, but at the same time, it is extremely dangerous.

In order to gather the funds to guide the way as soon as possible, Zou Mao embarked on the road of business. He has just entered the Dao, his body is stronger than that of mortals, he doesn't even know a spell, and he doesn't have the means to resist sandstorms.

"So, Brother Zou plans to follow the caravan across the desert?"

Zou Mao nodded, just trading in Pearl Spring, the profit was not enough to pay for the capital to guide the way. He knew that his qualifications were not good, and he was late in entering the Dao, and he wanted to become a real monk and learn the spells of the Immortal Family, so he couldn't keep putting it off.

"The Ulan Trade Road is also known as the Golden Trade Road, as long as you successfully go back and forth three or four times, you should be able to gather the funds to guide the way."

"Three or four times? I'm afraid it's not easy, right? ”

As far as Lingyu knows, the Ulan trade road comes and goes at most once a year, and the annual business market in Mingzhu Spring, those desert tribes can't catch up every year. Even if it doesn't stop, Zou Mao wants to complete three or four trips, it will take at least three or four years.

Moreover, this is the smoothest situation, if you meet a sandstorm robber or something, you can not finish it.

Zou Mao sighed: "Why don't I know? But what else? ”

When he said this, his eyes glanced at Lingyu, as if expecting something.

Lingyu didn't seem to see his abnormality, and raised the wine jug in his hand: "Then I wish Brother Zou a smooth journey, and his wish has come true." ”

After taking a sip of wine and nodding to him, Lingyu got up and left.

"Miss Cheng......" Zou Mao was in a hurry and wanted to stop her, but Lingyu didn't hear it, he didn't dare to make a mistake, so he could only watch Lingyu leave.

As the night deepened, the voices of the people gradually became quieter, and both the desert people and the Central Plains people who came to trade gradually went back to rest.

There were fewer and fewer campfires, and people were talking quietly.

Zou Mao sat by the fire until midnight, but he didn't see Lingyu come out again, so he had to go back to sleep.

But he lay in the tent and couldn't sleep.

He kept thinking back to what had just happened. Lingyu's every move, seemingly ordinary but full of a different temperament, made him think about it - he had seen monks, Lingyu's behavior was very different from those down-and-out loose cultivators, she had a calm and calm temperament, as if she was in control.

Presumably, this Cheng girl is a real Xianmen disciple, right? If you can let her guide the way, will you be able to enter the fairy gate?

He kept thinking about it, looking for evidence of immortal cultivators from every subtle movement of Lingyu, and then divergent his thinking, fantasizing that he could get a glimmer of immortal opportunity from her.

There was really no way to fall asleep, so Zou Mao sat up.

He was stunned when he saw the flask next to him.

He picked up the flask and looked left and right, then opened the lid and sniffed.

"Reiki...... Zou Mao muttered, "Could this be the spirit wine?" ”

He wasn't a good drinker, and he didn't touch it again except for the first sip. Lingyu didn't care about him when he left, and he didn't remember to return it, so he put it aside casually before going to bed.

Picking up the wine jug, he carefully poured a small sip of wine, savored it, and Zou Mao's eyes gradually lit up. Sure enough, it's spirit wine!

The next day, when the sky was just bright, Lingyu stepped out of the tent and saw Zou Mao standing at the door with his head bowed and his sleeves in his hands.

"Brother Zou, early." She didn't look surprised.

When Zou Mao saw her come out, his spirits were greatly lifted, he straightened his sleeves, and bowed deeply to her: "Cheng Xianchang, disciple Zou Mao, I am willing to worship Cheng Xianchang, I only ask the immortal chief to guide me and point out an immortal path for my disciples." ”

Lingyu's expression did not change at all, and she asked rhetorically, "What immortal path do you want?" ”

This question was asked to Zou Mao, he opened his mouth, and asked: "Immortal Chief, what ......do you mean by the Immortal Road" (to be continued......

PS: Actually, I haven't come home yet...... Ahem, yesterday's arrears, depending on the situation to make up ^^