Chapter 37: South River City
The winter solstice has passed, the snow is falling, and the entire Feilai Peak is white.
Shen Yu walked casually on the mountain trail, letting the snowflakes fall on his body, and then brushed down from the green shirt.
Su Mo was instructing Yang Liu to practice at the arch bridge.
Although Yang Xiu's qualifications are average, she is extremely diligent in her cultivation, and she is the only normal disciple in the entire Feilai Peak.
Su Mo was very pleased, thinking that the Yuan Temple finally had a disciple who could be an example, if everyone was as lazy as the little junior brother, he was afraid that after the master came out of retreat, he would see it, and he would be in an unstable mood and retreat again.
Yang Liu respects this senior brother who has no cultivation at all, listens carefully every time, and then does it seriously.
The sound of footsteps sounded, Yang Liu subconsciously heard the sound and looked over, and when he saw that it was Shen Yu, he immediately cheered.
Since the beginning of autumn, Shen Yu has been closed, and today is the first time he has gone out.
Shen Yu said with a smile: "I've been here for a long time, and I want to go down the mountain to have a look." ”
Su Mo was not surprised, and said: "Go early, come back early, remember to come back before Gu Yu next year." ”
Su Mo admonished again: "Be more careful." ”
Shen Yu looked at his eyes and nodded.
Su Mo never thought that the world under the mountain was dangerous, and the only thing he needed to be careful about was in the mountains and within the Dao Sect.
For more than two years, the fight in Fenbao Cliff seems to be over.
But both of them know that now that the Dao Sect is too big, there is a mixture of fish and dragons, there is one Yang Kaitai, there will be another Zhang Kaitai, this kind of thing has already begun, how can it be so simple to end.
The reason why Shen Yu chose to stay closed after being injured was naturally because Feilai Peak was the safest place for the Dao Sect.
Yang Liu looked at Shen Yu and opened his mouth, wanting to say anything but not daring.
Shen Yu said: "I'll be back soon, you take a good look at that Taoist book, don't be lazy, don't be in a hurry." ”
Yang Liu nodded heavily.
Shen Yu smiled, then rubbed her head.
Yang Liu blushed suddenly, a little shy, but more joyful, this was the first time Shen Yu had made such an intimate gesture since she came to the Yuan Temple.
Shen Yu gradually disappeared in front of the eyes of the two of them, and there was only a small black spot in the vast snow, and finally disappeared, leaving only a row of footprints of the same depth.
Yang Liu said worriedly: "Senior Brother Shen Yu doesn't seem to be in a very good mood, does he have anything on his mind?" ”
Su Mo retracted his gaze looking at the footprints and said, "He has already covered it up very well, but I didn't expect it to be felt by you, your senior brother Shen Yu, he is indeed in a bad mood." ”
...
In front of the Patriarch's Palace.
The Qingluan bird set off a violent wind, and then fell steadily in countless winds and snow.
Shen Yu carried a pot of spirit wine and stood in front of the huge statue.
This pot of spirit wine was exchanged by Yu Wenwen from a cultivation family at the foot of the mountain, and it was called a cup of nothing.
Shen Yu sat cross-legged in front of the statue for a long time before he spoke: "I haven't seen you for a long time, today's heavy snow is a little earlier than in previous years, and I also remembered some things again." ”
"The first time I saw you, it was also in such a snowy weather, and I remember that you often held a wine gourd in your hand."
Shen Yu took a sip of wine as soon as he spoke, and after a while, he finished drinking the wine in the pot.
"The Spirit Desolate Continent has changed too much now, and it is completely different from when we were back then."
Shen Yu frowned, puzzled and said: "After I woke up, I couldn't remember why this world changed so quickly, it was only three thousand years, and the aura was much weaker, I thought that you would either fly away, or pass down the Dao system here to achieve the position of a saint, but the strange thing is that there are no rumors of you here, and even this statue doesn't know who erected it." ”
The young man muttered to himself in the wind and snow: "Originally, I came here to find my natal spirit treasure Tianxuan, but after looking at the entire Fenbao Cliff, there is no breath of it. ”
"In order to figure out my origins, I need to find it, and I want to know what clues there should be to the place where I was born, and I want to know, who am I? Is it a Heavenly Artifact Spirit? Or is it the reincarnation of Taixuan? ”
"After that, I will go to this continent for a walk, since you appear in the Dao Sect, there will definitely be people under the mountain who know where you went, I will figure it out, see you next time, Zhang Xujing."
The Qingluan bird let out a crisp call, and then spread its wings, and the spirit wine in the pot was like a thousand-foot waterfall, evenly sprinkled on the ground in front of the statue, and then covered by snow, and there was no trace.
...
The Dao Sect is located in the southwest of the Spirit Desolate Continent.
To the south, there is the land of the Southern Barbarians, where the realm of the demon clan is.
On the border between the two places, a large river winding and rugged divides the two powerful forces of the Spirit Desolate Continent.
Nanhe City is built on the north bank of the river, belonging to the Dali Dynasty of the human race, there is not a border army guard of Dali here, there are more military generals from the Taoist sect and the capital school field to guard, so the merchants are endless, the wine shop in the city, the green building, the blacksmith shop, the cloth shop, the carriage and horse shop, the money village and so on.
Outside the west gate of Nanhe City, a man in a green shirt came to the city gate, the man was tall and slender, it was Shen Yu.
From Daozong to the south, all the way along the official road, Shen Yu did not stop at all, and seemed to be very familiar with every place.
And that's exactly what happened.
Shen Yu was born here, and at the age of sixteen, he left here to enter the Taoist Sect.
He lived in South River City for sixteen years.
This border city is the forefront of the human race, and it is also the city closest to the Southern Barbarian Demon Domain, and every few days, countless demon beasts will cross the river and attack this town.
Therefore, the folk customs here are extremely strong, not only ordinary people carry weapons such as knives and guns, but even the beggars and scoundrels who beg on the street are also holding a wooden stick, and their eyes are extremely fierce.
Every merchant and traveler who comes here seems to be their prey, ready to rush up and rob them of their goods.
Shen Yu ignored this, and when he entered the city, he walked slowly towards a remote alley.
Countless sewage flowed sideways, and in the muddy alleys, a wail and begging for mercy were heard, mixed with the shouts of men.
Several large men with scars on their faces were surrounding an old woman with gray hair, as if they were snatching something.
As soon as the old woman saw Shen Yu, it was like meeting a savior, and she couldn't stop kowtowing and crying: "Childe, childe, save the old man, the money in this burden is my grandson's life-saving money." ”
Seeing this, a seven-foot-tall man said viciously: "Where did you come from, the hairy boy, dare to meddle with Lao Tzu's affairs, I'm impatient, don't get out of here, be careful that Lao Tzu will cut you with a knife." ”
It's just that the big man's voice gets smaller and smaller the more he goes to the back.
Therefore, the man on the opposite side did not look at this side from beginning to end, just walked by casually, and then drifted away.
Extreme indifference.
For a while, several fierce and vicious men looked at each other, not knowing why this was happening.
But the old woman who fell to the ground hugged his trouser leg without hesitation when the man passed by, and begged: "Childe, childe, save the old body, my grandson is only seven years old, and I pawned all my family property in exchange for this money." ”
"You want me to save you?"
Shen Yu stopped, turned to look, and said lightly: "You, a martial artist in the rivers and lakes who have just sensed the realm, actually want someone to save you in the face of a few ordinary mortal scoundrels?" ”
The man's delicate face was full of indifference, and he looked at the old woman with a calm expression, as if he were looking at a dead person.
The old woman suddenly stopped crying, her pupils constricted, and an indescribable fear rose from the bottom of her heart.
The next moment, the originally weak old woman instantly burst out, her thin fingers bent into claws, and she raised her hand and grabbed Shen Yu's head.
However, in an instant, she was lightly punched in the head, and the person flew out.
Convulsions, motionless for a moment, already dead.