On the eleventh day of the tenth month of the lunar calendar, Luo Jing, riding a thin horse, arrived at the last barrier into the Central Plains, the Longmen Pass in the Northwest Xiongguan.

Since the Jiamen Pass on the border of the Great Moon Country, there has only been one road.

This official road runs through the barren Longmen mountains in the rugged area, passes through Tiandi Pass, Longmen Pass, and finally goes out of Longmen Pass to set foot in the Central Plains.

The three major Xiongguan in the northwest, Jiamen Pass is controlled by the Great Moon Kingdom, while Tiandi Pass and Longmen Pass are under the rule of the Central Plains Imperial Court.

However, the Longmen Mountain between the three major Xiongguan is tens of thousands of miles longitudinal and horizontal, and the large and small villages and towns scattered in the mountains are in a kind of three-way zone.

The Divine Dynasty believed that these people were all wild people outside the Guanwai and were not under their jurisdiction.

The Great Moon Kingdom believed that these were all Central Plains people and had nothing to do with their Western Regions.

There are many bandits in the mountains of Longmen, and there are often horse bandits robbing on the official road.

And the garrison of the Great Moon Kingdom in Jiamen Pass has always been too lazy to care about these Central Plains people in the mountains, as long as they don't come to Jiamen Pass to disturb them.

The imperial army stationed at Tiandi Pass and Longmen Pass occasionally went to the mountains to plow the courtyard and sweep the caves, exterminate the horse bandit walled, and go back with the head to receive the reward.

It's just that the more bandits the court suppresses, the more horse bandits there are.

During the two hundred years of confrontation between the Central Plains and the Western Regions, the horse bandits in Longmen Mountain were almost famous in the northwest.

Many terrifying rumors circulated among the merchants who came and went.

However, these horse bandits did not rob Luo Jing.

Luo Jing, who was riding a thin horse on the official road, didn't look like much oil.

The large-scale horse bandits are all robbing large caravans, how can they look down on a lone ranger like Luo Jing.

Occasionally, there are thieves who cut paths in the mountains to stop them, and they can only be turned into food for refining the Demon Blood Sword.

The Demon Refining Blood Sword slashed away with one sword, and not even a drop of blood was left. The few little bandits who tried to pick up soft persimmons were all sucked dry by the Demon Refining Blood Sword, and their bones were gone.

Luo Jing walked silently on the official road like this, passing through the mountains of Longmen with the footsteps of mortals.

When he arrived at Longmen Pass, the soldiers guarding the pass were slightly surprised after seeing his guide.

"Got out of customs three years ago?"

The soldiers looked Luo Jing up and down, and at this time, Luo Jing was in the dust, riding a thin old horse, and obviously lost all the capital outside the customs.

This situation often occurs, although the merchants who go to the Western Regions have the opportunity to get rich overnight, but there are more people who lose all their capital.

The soldier smiled and returned the road to Luo Jing, saying, "It's good that people are still alive...... Next. ”

Longmen Pass guards the northwest, and there are countless merchants coming and going every day, even if these soldiers eat and take cards, they don't bother to embarrass Luo Jing, a lone martyr.

Luo Jing was easily put into the gate, and did not attract anyone's attention during the whole process.

The cultivator on duty at the pass didn't even glance at Luo Jing.

Checking the magic weapon of the demon cultivator, naturally there was no alarm.

Luo Jing walked out of the Longmen Pass and exhaled a long breath in his heart.

After passing the Longmen Pass, there will basically be no more such strict checkpoints on the road ahead.

For him who is a demon cultivator, it is excellent news.

Along the way, he found that the atmosphere of the Central Plains Imperial Court was better than he imagined.

Even the soldiers guarding the gate were mostly friendly and did not speak ill of them.

The Central Plains under the rule of the empress were generally wealthy, and people were not as alienated from each other as in the Western Regions.

Although in recent years, the empress in her later years has become more and more faint, and the court is a mess. But the scourge of those big people has not yet affected the people.

As long as Luo Jing does not reveal his identity as a demon cultivator, it seems to be a very good choice to live in the Central Plains.

Luo Jing, who was riding a thin horse, quickly walked out of Longmen Pass, he did not stop in the pass, but continued to go south.

Luo Jing at night rode a thin horse silently.

In the second half of the night, the moonlight was cold, and the official road seemed to be smeared with a layer of silver frost and snow, coupled with the cold evening breeze, it was a bit cold.

Luo Jing found that not far behind him, followed by a carriage.

There was only one sedan driver in the carriage, and the lights in the carriage were always on, which stood out in the darkness.

The thin horse that Luo Jing was riding couldn't run fast, and the carriage didn't seem to be in a hurry, so the two sides kept a delicate distance.

Luo Jing was slightly suspicious in his heart.

What's so ...... Are you here to follow him?

But what can you do with him?

Judging from the carriage of the carriage, this should be a rich kid, right? The kind that is either rich or expensive.

Could it be that when he came out of the Dragon Gate, he attracted the attention of a certain big man in the Central Plains?

But if the other party saw his identity as a demon cultivator, why didn't he just do it, but always chose to follow behind?

Luo Jing was a little nervous in his heart.

This is the Central Plains, and a demon cultivator like him is like a mouse in the gutter, and he can't see the light.

During the time when he was walking on the official road on a thin horse, after nightfall, Luo Jing had already seen three different night wandering gods patrolling the official road one after another.

The Central Plains court was full of martial virtues, and the city emperors, lands, mountain gods, and water gods all obeyed the orders of the imperial court.

Although these night wandering gods do not appear in front of people, once they find out that demon cultivators or monsters are haunting, they will immediately report to the Night Walking Division, and then there will be a master to kill them.

"Devouring the Starry Sky: Signing in to Become a God"

Luo Jing was uneasy, not knowing what was going on with the carriage that followed behind.

Did the other party see his identity as a demon cultivator?

Maybe the other party just guessed and wasn't sure that Luo Jing was a demon cultivator, so he just followed and didn't make a move?

Luo Jing thought about such a possibility and did not act rashly.

In the Central Plains, he is a black household, and he has not yet been named in the Night Division. If he could, he hoped that he would always be a little transparent.

At least no one from the Night Division has appeared to surround him, and even if the carriage behind him is really following him, it should not have confirmed his identity.

It was enough for Luo Jing to continue to disguise himself as an ordinary person......

Thinking like this, Luo Jing rode on the back of a thin horse, and did not stop, just like this, he continued to walk forward in the moonlight.

……

Inside the carriage, which was so stable that there was barely the slightest trembling, a young man with a slightly pale face held a book in his hand and looked at the words in it with interest.

Occasionally, he would pause, close his eyes and ponder, fully immersed in the world of the book.

Obviously, the road surface on the official road is not smooth, but this carriage seems to have some kind of special divine power, even if the wheels pass through some potholes, the shaking of the body will not be transmitted to the carriage.

And the night pearl hanging on the roof of the car exudes a bright light, instead of the oil lamp to illuminate everything in the car.

The inside of the carriage, which looks small from the outside, is as vast as a small study, with a row of bookshelves.

At one moment, a figure silently appeared in the corner of the carriage.

The figure saluted respectfully: "Second son, there is a person in front of us, who has been following us since he came out of the dragon gate...... Do you need to test his truth? ”