"Where is this place?" asked Xiang Yang to the sergeant defending the city.

"Didn't you see the words?" said the sergeant guarding the city impatiently.

"I know, can you tell me where this Nanshan Castle is, but it's the town of the Mochizuki Empire?" added Xiang Yang.

"Even if you still know each other, this Nanshan City is a city in the southwest of the Mochizuki Empire, who are you, why don't you know this?" The sergeant guarding the city looked at Xiang Yang suspiciously, because according to common sense, it is good to say that the warriors who came to Nanshan City do not know the road, but if they don't even know what kind of imperial town this is, this is something wrong.

"Well, I came out of the deep mountains, and I happened to pass by here, and I don't know the direction. Xiang Yang hurriedly said

"Oh, I see, no wonder you look at your clothes in tatters......" said the sergeant defending the city, frowning.

"That, there is another question below, what year and month is it now?" Xiang Yang asked the question he wanted to know the most, and at this time he prayed silently in his heart, he had calculated that he had been in the Nalan family for almost two months, plus the time consumed by the previous journey, if nothing else, it should be September to October 1202 in the martial calendar.

"Haha, it turns out that I just came out of the mountain and don't know the time, boy, listen, it's late June 1202 in the martial calendar, remember. The sergeant defending the city laughed.

"Thank you very much, and I will say goodbye below. Xiang Yang's eyes suddenly showed a little surprise, and then he endured this fear, saluted the sergeant, and left.

What's going on, how can it be late June now, it's almost late May when I returned to Wanjian Villa from Douwu Mountain, plus the time when I fled to the Qinglong Kingdom to the Death Desert, it should have been late June when I encountered a hurricane, so I didn't have time in the Nalan family?

If what the guard sergeant said was correct, then what was going on with his time in the Nalan family, Xiang Yang had really stayed in it for almost two months, this couldn't be fake.

To be on the safe side, Xiang Yang decided to ask a few more people, so he came to Nanshan City and caught a passerby.

"Big brother, may I ask if it's late June?" asked Xiang Yang eagerly.

"yes, what's wrong?" the man who was suddenly asked looked confused.

"Ah, it's okay, thanks. Xiang Yang was stunned at first, and then forced out a smile and left.

Xiang Yang was now almost sure that the current time was indeed the end of June 1202 in the martial calendar, but his heart was not quiet at all, what the hell was going on? Isn't it true that he is in the Nalan family? Is it just a dream of his own? Xiang Yang thought about it and wanted to figure out one thing, so he returned to the sergeant at the city gate.

"Hehe, Master Jun, it's here again. Xiang Yang smiled awkwardly.

"It's you again, what's your problem?" said the sergeant angrily.

"That, you are far-sighted, and I am deeply admired, I wonder if there is a place called the Nalan family around here?" Xiang Yang said with a smile.

"Although your words sound very comfortable, but Master Jun, I don't know where the family of Nalan Bu Nalan you are talking about, if you don't have anything important, don't bother Master Jun and me. The sergeant waved his hand.

Xiang Yang understood at this time, the so-called Nalan family he saw earlier was probably not in the martial arts world, so why did he appear there? There was also the woman named Mengyuan, and the last parting conversation, Xiang Yang faintly felt for a moment that he had involved something that he didn't dare to think about.

If these really exist, then where do they live? And in Xiang Yang's cognition, the top powerhouses he saw were just the power of the Douwu Palace's lord and prince, but the analogy with these so-called Divine Monarchs was really like fireflies to Haoyue, could that be the true pinnacle of martial arts?

At this time, Xiang Yang suddenly thought of the Flame Dao Monarch senior he had seen in the Fumo Cave that day, and then Xiang Yang couldn't help but sigh, what is the peak of martial arts, he is like that dim fluorescence in the galaxy of martial arts.

The uncomfortable thing is that the money of the Douwu Empire cannot be used in the Mochizuki Empire, so Xiang Yang can't even afford to live in an inn, so he has to go out of the city and sit down in a remote forest, but he is now a strong person in the Spirit Vein Realm, and he will no longer be like the Kaiyuan Realm, and he will get sick if he is exposed to a little wind in the wild, so it is okay for a while, but the taste of sleeping in the wild is indeed not very pleasant.

When Xiang Yang came back to his senses a little, he began to think about his current situation, which is the most realistic and important, thinking of this, Xiang Yang Meiyu showed a little murderous aura, he cultivated martial arts well, but he suffered such treatment for no reason, from a rising star to a down-and-out fugitive who everyone shouts and beats now.

At this time, Xiang Yang's mind came to mind that Xiao Mei was hit by Long Cheng's palm in order to save herself, although I don't know what the follow-up will be, but I'm afraid it's already more than lucky, because Xiao Mei is just a warrior in the Yijin Realm, how can she block the blow of Long Cheng, who is much more powerful than the Shenhai powerhouse?

Xiang Yang didn't want to think more about Xiao Mei's injury, he didn't dare to think about it, he could only deceive himself and pray that Xiao Mei was okay, but deep down he already understood that it was difficult for Xiao Mei to live.

Xiao Mei's resolute eyes that appeared in his mind suddenly felt a pain in his heart, she was originally the princess of the Qinglong Kingdom, with a beautiful life, and a stable life with fine clothes and food, but she did not hesitate to help herself escape and suffered an unwarranted disaster.

"Xiao Mei ......" Xiang Yang covered his face, his nose was sore, and there were already some tears in his eyes, Xiang Yang thought of Long Cheng's smug face, thought of his weakness in front of Long Cheng, and his heart suddenly flooded with full killing intent, this kind of killing intent Yang had only been revealed in front of Qin Jian before.

Xiang Yang secretly swore in his heart that he would kill Long Cheng with his own hands to avenge Xiao Mei, and hate the princess who silently paid for herself. But to complete this, it must be strong enough, although now Xiang Yang is just a martial artist in the late stage of the spiritual vein, compared to Long Cheng, it is like the difference between heaven and earth, but Xiang Yang believes that he will one day have the ability to compete with Long Cheng, and even completely surpass him!

Having said that, but now Xiang Yang also felt a little confused after a moment of enthusiasm, the original Xiuwu Sect could not go back, and there were crises everywhere in the Douwu Empire, what should I do in the future, join the sect in the south? Xiang Yang, who had just raised this thought, shook his head, and now he has a little rejection of things like the sect, he used to regard Wanjian Villa as his home, and everyone in Wanjian Villa as a friend, and he has great respect for the elders and the master, but what is in exchange? It was the ruthless pursuit, the cold-blooded betrayal, if it weren't for the fact that he had the Cold Spirit Sword, if it wasn't for the fact that his strength and strength were still acceptable, he would have been captured by the Ten Thousand Swords Villa and dedicated to the Douwu Palace, and even in case of accidents, it was possible to kill directly and then sacrifice his head.

Xiang Yang is now completely disappointed in these so-called martial arts cultivation sects, if the sect elders are still a little worried about themselves, I am afraid that it is Elder Lin, when he learned that he was the descendant of the Sword Emperor that day, the pain and struggle on Elder Lin's face could not be forgotten in Xiang Yang's heart for a long time, and in the subsequent chase battle, Elder Lin never participated, which made Xiang Yang's heart feel a little warm.

can't return to the Douwu Empire in a short time, Xiang Yang is most worried about his father Xiang Jiannan and sister Xiang Feixue, they are their relatives, and fortunately, Feixue has been secretly arranged in the Blue Dragon Club by himself, and he should not be discovered in a short time, but his father Xiang Jiannan didn't have time, I'm afraid that he has been captured by the Douwu Hall now, and even Xiang Yang thinks that if the Douwu Palace uses his father Xiang Jiannan to threaten him to show up, he is afraid that he can only die.

But after thinking about it, the Douwu Palace's plan will not be blatantly so, no matter how the Douwu Palace says, it is also the leader of the Douwu Empire, and it is still necessary to stand in the martial arts world with a positive image, even if it is to do these unsightly things, it should not be publicized, and Xiang Yang does not think that he has the point where he attaches so much importance to the Douwu Palace, a martial artist in the realm of the spirit vein, in the eyes of the Douwu Palace, I am afraid that he is just an ant-like character, seeing this kind of obstructive ant, he casually stepped on it, and he didn't step on it and ran away.

Xiang Yang had to think so, after all, he didn't know what the decision of the Douwu Hall was, and now that he had decided not to join the sect, Xiang Yang could only choose to practice by himself, so the biggest disadvantage was that he had no direction, no resources for martial arts, and might even delay his cultivation.

Xiang Yang has a deep understanding of this, most of the mountains mastered by the Xiuwu Sect are rich in spiritual energy, and they have the inheritance of their ancestors, and even the spiritual land generated by heaven and earth, and if they practice alone, not to mention that it is difficult to find this kind of place, not to mention, there is not even a direction, when they were in Dongyun City before, they were also able to cultivate so comfortably because of Phantom Yu by their side, if it were not for her guidance, I am afraid that I would not be able to defeat the berserk war ghost that day, and I may die early.

Suddenly, Xiang Yang's eyes opened suddenly, didn't he still have some martial arts to practice, because he was in too much hurry and didn't practice, one of them was the "Thunder God Formula" on his body, the second was the "Imperial Sword Technique" obtained by the sect, and third, he was already in the spirit vein realm, but the Wraith Soul Technique had been staying at the fourth layer, and he had to find time to cultivate the fifth layer, he was afraid of being discovered before, but now that he had been discovered, Xiang Yang felt that he didn't have the panic of secretly cultivating.