The white crane spreads its wings, and the blue sky is free to roam.

Cheng Jun hasn't been in the sky for a long time, and although he is riding a white crane this time, it feels really good to be able to fly. He had just built a foundation, and it stands to reason that he could already fly with a sword, but he still chose the crane. First, Zhang Yanxu said that this trip was light and simple, and he tried to expose his identity as late as possible to help him collect the blacklist. Although there are many monks in Yunzhou, even if the foundation building monks are masters, the flying swords in the sky are still very conspicuous. There is no problem in choosing the crane, the monks of the wealthy family will raise two for the walk, even if it is a generous casual cultivator, they can afford it.

In addition, he didn't like Edgeworth in his previous life, and would rather choose a mount or Tengyun, because he always felt that Tengyun was one level higher than Edgeworth. Although this is just a somewhat naïve prejudice on his part, since it is harmless, he has not deliberately changed it.

This time when he went to Shangyang County, Cheng Jun actually had a few monks from the Demon Slayer Guard as assistants, but adhering to the principle of keeping a low profile, he still went alone, letting the other monks go another way and meet in the county seat of Shangyang County.

This is also a bit of a fake public benefit. After all, Shangyang County was involved in one of his concerns, and no one else could be involved, so he would rather go on the road alone.

In line with the principle of dedication to duty, Cheng Jun had done his homework before coming. After all, he was almost tidying up Shangyang County for Zhang Yanxu, and he couldn't go in with both eyes. The large and small forces in Shangyang County, he has studied all kinds of entanglements very thoroughly, and he has also read a lot of top-secret materials that are only available in the Dao Palace. The current Cheng Jun is very different from the ignorance when he first came to Yunzhou. Because of this, he will leave Chong He, a guide who may be helpful, to help Jingshu in Heyuguan, after all, Heyuguan is close to Fan Daocheng, this gust of wind and clouds, Cheng Jun is not worried that Jingshu will be left alone.

Although Yunzhou is large, Shangyang County and Xiayang County are adjacent to each other, and they are only hundreds of miles apart. Cheng Jun, the crane, was selected from the dozens of cranes in the Crane Feather Temple, and he flew well, and he was the best at catching up with the long road. But within three days, we arrived in Shangyang County.

Shangyang County is in Jishan Shanyang, and unlike Xiayang County, which only relies on the remaining veins of Jishan, Shangyang County is next to the real main vein of Jishan Mountain Range. The mountains are full of cliffs, endless forests, and fierce beasts and birds of prey. Therefore, the county is barren and closed to transportation, but it is rich in monastic resources. With this characteristic, Shangyang County is quite inferior to other counties in terms of people's livelihood, but the prosperity of the monastic world is far surpassed.

The whole of Yunzhou is chaotic, and Shangyang County is even more chaotic. The Jishan Mountains pass through the middle of Shangyang County, and the trend of the mountain range divides the entire county into several fragmented parts, each of which is blocked by Jishan and does not communicate with each other, and each becomes a family. As a last resort, the county guards can only occupy a large piece of land in the center, and the rest of the small part that has been divided has been completely reduced to the three-regardless zone, and some even have no Daocheng-level guards, so the authority of the Daomen in this place can be said to have been weakened to the lowest point.

Of course, no matter how weak the Taoist temple is, no one dares to override it, at most it is good to eat and drink and worship, and they just do their own thing. The action power of Daomen is far better than that of the imperial court, even if the Tiangao Emperor is far away, he is anxious to attract reinforcements from Daomen, and there is no problem in leveling Shangyang County in one day.

When Cheng Jun saw these materials, he frowned at first, but then stretched his brows. What he has to deal with is not a family, nor is it a casual cultivator, but just a watch. The weaker Shouguan is, the weaker his opponents will be, and as for the other forces, there is no conflict with the purpose of his trip.

Moreover, the more chaotic the place, the more difficult it is to keep watch, and it is inevitable to mix with the local snakes, and things like collusion are inevitable, so the handle is very easy to grasp. If you catch any of them, you can kill someone, the difference is only who he wants to catch.

This time, when he arrived in the sky above Shangyang County, Cheng Jun drove the crane to land slowly.

The place where Cheng Jun landed was a village far away from Jishan. This is the relatively fertile land in Shangyang County, and now it is the early spring after the snowfall, and you can see green wheat seedlings in the fields. It's an idyllic scene.

After Cheng Jun fell, there was no one in the four fields, except for a few birds pecking in the field, no living creatures welcomed him. He happily put away the crane, followed the usual route along the path into the official road, and then walked to the nearest city.

In the eastern half of Shangyang County, the official road is still relatively neat, although the road is narrower and more dilapidated than those large counties in the Central Plains, but it can also run two carriages side by side.

It's just that when Cheng Jun walked along the road, he still felt deserted. The place where he landed was close to the left side of the official road, and in the richer provinces, in the more than an hour he walked, the vehicles and horses on the official road had already passed wave after wave. And on the official road here, there are only a few horses galloping by. Most of them were carts pulling goods, and there was no one in sight of the convoys that were hurrying on the road.

Occasionally, there were trucks passing by, and there were also handlebars turning their heads to look at Cheng Jun, seeing that he was a lonely Taoist priest, they all nodded their heads in greeting, showing a respectful look, but there was no surprise, obviously used to seeing Taoist priests, and they were not so surprised. This is also unusual, Shangyang County has a total population of only 100,000, and it is claimed that there are thousands of monks, which is also very amazing. Even if Jishan brought many itinerant monks who passed by, the local roots should not be underestimated.

Cheng Jun walked for a long time, and his relaxed leisure energy had passed, and he was about to speed up his pace, when he heard the sound of horses' hooves behind him, and two fast horses caught up from behind the official road and swept past him. Immediately, the passengers were two men in Tsing Yi, and they only heard one person: "Time is tight, the dragon raised his head and rushed to Pancheng ......" After saying this, the horse's four hooves were like flying, and he had gone far.

Cheng Jun was stunned, and saw that the aura on the two men flowed, but they were also first-class figures of the Taoist monks, and the cultivation was two or three times the initiation of the Tao, and the clothes and ornaments on the body were also the style of casual cultivation, no matter from which point of view, it was not worth noting. Cheng Jun only looked at it twice because they were the first wave of monks he met in Shangyang County, and then turned his head and stopped taking this matter to heart.

After a while, another horse passed by him, this time it was four people, all four of them were great young men, riding tall horses, dressed very generously, and they were also cultivated, rushing past Cheng Jun and hurrying away.

What happened after that was a bit of a surprise. When there is no one, there is always no one, and when there are people, it is like a flood that opens the floodgates, and it cannot be stopped. After a while, five or six waves of people passed by on the official road. These people are men and women, old and young, monks and laymen, all of them are different, but they are all monks who have cultivated in their bodies. Most of their cultivation is not very smart, they are not as high as the six or seven levels of entering the Dao, and the poor ones have just entered the Dao, most of them are casual cultivators, and occasionally see a few disciples of the three transmissions of the Daomen, and the second disciple Cheng Jun has not seen it, let alone the Daomen Descendants.

It's strange, what are these people doing in a hurry in the same direction?

It was naturally no coincidence that these monks were rushing in the same direction, but Cheng Jun just frowned and ignored it. He has no interest in getting involved in these things now, after all, it is just a group of things that a group of cultivators in the initiation stage participate in, no matter how big it is, it is limited, it is estimated that it is just to rush to the market, attend a party, at most, and seize a magic weapon and other things. His current status doesn't have to care about these little things.

Just as he was thinking, another team of horses galloped across the official road, and this team of horses was running fast, as fast as the wind, and they were obviously all good horses. The first big red horse was especially a divine horse, fast as a red lightning, fleeting.

Cheng Jun turned his head and glanced at it, and couldn't help but be stunned, only to see that the knight on the big red horse was dressed in a plain white robe, a delicate girl, and very kind-hearted. After a little recollection, he already remembered that she was Feng Yizhen who he had seen in Tongfeng County. I haven't seen her for three years, and she has really become a slim beauty, but although it is only a quick glance, it can still be seen that she is frowning and looking anxious, obviously going to catch up with an urgent matter.

Although Feng Yizhen is also a beautiful woman with a charming and surname, Cheng Jun's impression of her is also very shallow, and he just remembers her as an important relation. After thinking of her name, he immediately remembered another person, his expression changed slightly, and he put aside his original attitude of not caring about himself, and was about to catch up.

Suddenly, I heard a "haha" behind me, followed by a whistle, and a flirtatious voice said, "Hey, which one do you think I've encountered?"

Cheng Jun turned his head, only to see four or five tall horses catching up behind him, and the two horses side by side in front were two young boys, dressed in brocade clothes, dressed as rich and powerful. The horses in the back are all squires. If you take a closer look, these two sons and sons are also monks, but their cultivation is not high, and they have not passed the middle stage of their initiation. However, the guards behind him had a few masters in the late stage of the Dao.

Cheng Jun glanced at it, he was not interested, and was about to walk away, when he heard a man in brocade say: "Hey, why do you learn to pretend to be a Taoist priest?"

Cheng Jun heard some meaning in his words, turned his head to look at him, the young man glared at him, and said with a smile: "Haha, I saw that you were dressed so poorly just now, and I thought I recognized the wrong person, but now it seems to be you." Apart from you, is there a second person in the world who looks like this? What's the matter, I haven't seen you for two years, and I don't even recognize your big brother?"

The more Cheng Jun listened, the more interesting he felt, shook his head, and said with a smile: "Brother Pang, what is that?"

The faces of the two young men sank, and at the same time they turned their horses forward, blocking Cheng Jun one after the other, and the guards behind them also followed forward, forming a circle and blocking Cheng Jun in the center.

Just now, the huge brother's eyebrows were horizontal, revealing a bit of fierceness, and said: "Don't be wordy, don't think that I won't be able to find you if you hide in Pancheng, we still owe a lot of debts." I haven't forgotten you bastard for a single day in two years. Today, I found you, and I told you to vomit out 1510 to me. ”

Cheng Jun said: "What else do you have to say, to talk about the key points." ”

The huge brother's face turned purple, and another young man behind him suddenly spoke, and said in a dark voice: "Cheng Zheng, Cheng Ergongzi - how does it feel to kill your own father even in a row?"

(To be continued)