It's a small, dirty town, but it's not desolate, it's not boring.

In fact, it's lively.

To the west of the town, facing the snow-capped mountains, the distance is fifteen hundred miles in a straight line.

To the north of the small city is an endless sea of sand, in fact, no more, no less, exactly five hundred and sixty-nine miles.

The east and south sides of the town are also part of the Sand Sea, but who gave it a small lake and a large oasis?

In the middle of the oasis is a winding road that leads to three hundred miles away, where there is no longer a desert to be seen, but a patch of hills, and a gate called Yushan Pass, which was the largest capital of the Great Chu Dynasty in Western Xinjiang.

Jiang Mu's divine will circled, and the information he knew was this.

Of course, he had another reference.

This place should be Gu Qi Prefecture, yes, the Qi Prefecture where Tianxuanzong is located, but for some reason, the richness has turned into a sea of sand so much.

The 100,000 miles of Tianhe in the north of Qizhou completely disappeared, and Youzhou to the north of the Tianhe River was shrunk and moved to the west of the Demon Hell Mountain, on the other side of the sand sea, where the people now form another country and ethnic group, which Da Chu calls the Ghost Fang.

At that time, he was worried that the people of Youzhou and the people of Nanzhou not only did not understand the language, but also did not deal with each other, so he gave up later.

Now it seems that I don't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing.

The Great Chu Dynasty is obviously a dynasty inherited from the Fuyun Dao Palace, but the people of Youzhou have become ghosts.

As the distance gets closer, the prejudice grows.

In fact, the war between the Great Chu Dynasty and the Ghost Fang people has been ongoing, sometimes fierce, sometimes silent, this small city is usually the front line of the war, but more often, it is a trade artery.

"Xie Qingping is mostly gone, and the easiest and most effective way for me to find her descendants is to ask, but how to communicate is a problem."

Jiang Mu's divine will floated on the small city, a little difficult, he was too powerful.

So it can only be done in a different way.

The next moment, his divine consciousness drifted and sank into the body of a dying boy, who was a slave who had traveled so far that he was about to die because of the unaccustomed water and soil.

"Little brother, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

Jiang Mu tried to communicate, but this young man's will was too weak, he suffered too much, and the only thing he wanted was to escape, despair and give up, so even in the face of Jiang Mu's help at this moment, he didn't want to pick it up, he just wanted to give up.

When the last shred of perseverance disappeared, his life ended.

In the next moment, Jiang Mu's divine will took over this body, and it was a perfect docking, after all, no one could understand the treasure raft of the human body better than an immortal cultivator.

Even if his divine sense didn't have any supernatural power at this time, he had several ways for him to open the hidden treasure house of the human body in an instant.

I gave up so easily, and I didn't know how much potential there was in my human body.

However, Jiang Mu thought about it and still chose Chu Feiyue's way of cultivating martial arts. ….

Because the reason why he insisted on fulfilling Chu Feiyue's last wish this time was that he had said that she was half of his master, and reconstructing the method of Jiangang would help him a lot, so no matter what, he would complete it.

Even better to finish.

Chu Feiyue is an absolute genius, but she was born at the wrong time, and her insights on martial arts have amazed Jiang Mu to this day, so this Dao system must be passed on.

He wants to preach on behalf of Chu Feiyue's disciples.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mu used his divine will as the key and slowly opened the ninefold treasure house in the young man's body.

This was opened by Chu Feiyue after she turned to martial arts, and she personally explored it.

At this moment, even though this young man is scarred, sick, and lifeless, after the first treasure house is opened,

A wisp of vitality flows like a spring through the parched earth, and life emerges wherever it passes.

This is the mystery of the hidden treasure house of the human body, and if you don't know how to open it, from birth to death, it is also in vain.

Immediately after, the second treasure house opened, more vitality poured in, and in the young man's body, his heart began to beat weakly, blood flowed all over his body, and the breath of death and life was spit out, and he was alive.

It's just that now it's Jiang Mu's body.

"Ahem, ahem!"

In the violent coughing, Jiang Mu spit out filth, and his whole body was painful and numb, and one leg was broken.

Numerous maggots could be seen at the wound, and the slightest movement could be heard as chains and shackles could be heard, and he was chained to a wooden post.

His identity seems to be more than just a slave.

These can only make the young man from a rich background collapse, Jiang Muru's face did not change, his body twisted slightly, his shoulder joint was dislocated, and he shook from side to side, then broke free of the chains, and then gently pushed and reconnected.

Crawling up crookedly, he struggled to shake his chains under the astonished gaze of several slaves next door, and quickly drew the guards in.

The vitality in the treasure trove of human beings is not such a waste, he needs food, water, and weapons.

"Little bunny, are you tired of being crooked?"

The sound of the chains ringing attracted a guard, who came over with a scolding and scolding, their eyes were gloomy, vicious, and at the same time vigilant enough, seeing that Jiang Mu actually stood up, without saying a word, he drew his scimitar and slashed it in the air.

But for such a role, Jiang Mu didn't bother to use his divine will, pulled the chains, sealed the scimitar, and pointed out, and a cyan sword pierced the guard's eyebrows.

Chu's swordsmanship, Qingmei secret swordsmanship.

It's not mana, it's not true qi, it's not sword power, it's transformed by mobilizing the vitality of the body's secret treasure house, the consumption is not large, and it can't be far, but it's convenient and fast, especially suitable for small and small moves.

Throwing away the chains, before the guard's body fell to the ground, Jiang Mu took the dagger from his waist, the money bag on his body, and the water bladder.

Drink all the water from the water bladder, and half a life will come back.

The dagger in Jiang Mu's hand flew up and down, cutting off the carrion and maggots on his body piece by piece, very focused and stable, as if it was not he who cut it.

After he picked up the scimitar again, cut off the stake behind him, and cut it into suitable crutches, the rest of the guards heard the noise, not because they were too slow, but because Jiang Mu was too fast.

The scimitar came out of his hand, like a circle of bright moon, and cut a graceful mark in the night, cutting the throats of the four guards in an instant. ….

As for the last one, he reacted very quickly, turned around and fled, but in a flash of cold light, the dagger in Jiang Mu's hand nailed his left foot to the ground.

"Ahh

A sharp and piercing howl suddenly resounded through the town.

Jiang Mu walked on crutches, slowly stepped forward, first found a few pieces of dried meat and a few bags of water bladders from a dead corpse, and ate them slowly, then asked calmly,

"Have you heard of a woman named Xie Qingping, she uses a sword and is a martial artist."

"No, I don't know, spare my life, the little one doesn't know anything!"

"Oh, then you're useless."

Jiang Mu casually stabbed him and sent him on the road to meet his friend.

"Have you heard of a woman named Xie Qingping, she uses a sword and is a martial artist."

Jiang Mu raised his head again and looked around, there were already many people gathered, some men and women, some ugly and some handsome.

The crowd quickly took a step back, looking at the excitement and watching the excitement, wanting to fight the unevenness and hugging the uneven, provided that they could get by.

Wu Laosan used to be a martial artist in the army, but he was expelled for violating military regulations, and since then he has led a group of outlaws to do all kinds of moneyless business in this small city in Xinjiang.

The strength is not strong, but it is not weak either, and as a result, there are six in a line, and they are put down in a blink of an eye.

"Whoa! Whoa!"

Jiang Mu picked up a few money bags, threw them in his hand, and asked loudly again, his hoarse voice was funny and dangerous on such an occasion!

"I know!"

A muffled voice sounded, and the crowd quickly split a way, and then a shirtless man with a wide door panel walked in, dressed in horizontal exercises, and tattooed with a strange rune on his body, with every step, these runes would move, as if they came to life.

Jiang Mu looked at him quietly, with a sincere face.

"If you know, then it's all yours."

"Haha! Of course I know, but I don't want to tell you all of a sudden!"

Before the words fell, the tattoos on the body of this Henglian big man suddenly flew out, and they turned out to be poisons!

And this horizontal practice of the big man swelled all over, like a mountain rampage, he practiced kung fu in this body, once with the strength of one person, blocked twenty-eight blade horse thieves!

In terms of strength, in this small deserted town, it can be ranked in the top 100.

So, enough is enough.

And Jiang Mu watched the strong man pounce over, and he didn't know when there was another dagger in his hand, and he didn't see any fancy posture, so he picked it up and left, lifted it up and down, and it was like eating vegetables.

At the moment when the rabbit fell, dozens of poisons were all picked up and cut off.

When the strong man hit like a mountain, Jiang Mu took a step forward like an uncertain prophet, the two were staggered, the cold light flashed, and many onlookers almost thought they were dazzled, and when they looked again, the strong man had collapsed to the ground, and the fat all over his body was spread out, just like a fat pig called, but he couldn't move.

It was only because of that moment that Jiang Mu broke the big tendons of his body.

At this moment, the crowd was silent, and a chill rose on everyone's back.

"The old man knows who Xie Qingping is, but Your Excellency wants to help me do something."

A voice sounded abruptly, not in the crowd, but in a restaurant a hundred feet away.

"Good! Please speak." Jiang Mu did not hesitate, as long as he could fulfill Chu Feiyue's last wish, anything could be discussed.

"Haha! Don't you need to heal first? I have the best doctor in the Floating Cloud Medical Center here."

Jiang Mu suddenly raised his head, and then smiled.

At first, the name of Nanzhou Daomen shouted loudly, but it soon died down.

Although the Floating Cloud Dao Palace was fortunate to dominate the world, it only lasted for a few hundred years.

Only Huang Ziying and Insect Niang presided over the Fuyun Medical Hall that day has been passed down to this day.

Because, there is no one in the world who will not be sick, and no one who will not be injured.

"Good!"

On crutches, Jiang Mu went straight to the restaurant, and everyone avoided him along the way, not even daring to look at him.

The preemptive approach worked.

Only if you make yourself valuable first will someone be willing to communicate with you sincerely.

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