In the early morning of the next day, Meng Juntong followed Xiang Ming out of Baishui City without saying hello to anyone.

Yesterday, I obviously agreed to let Yan Hong see me off, but in the end I left quietly. Meng Juntong knew that if they met again next time, they would inevitably have to be complained by Yan Hong.

Xiang Ming's injuries have not fully healed, after all, he has suffered a blow from the great grandmaster, and his internal organs are very seriously injured.

Meng Juntong and Xiang Ming sat in the canopy of the boat, and the Great Chu Protector Fist Saint personally supported the two of them.

"How far is it from the Great Chu Emperor you said about here?" Seeing Xiang Ming turn around from the state of pranayama, Meng Juntong opened his mouth to ask.

Xiang Ming had a faint smile in his eyes, although the injury was not light, it was obvious that he was in a good mood.

Since that battle, Meng Juntong seems to have let go of his mustard a lot, although the two are not friends, but when Meng Juntong looked at him before, the hostility in the depths of his eyes has quietly ceased to exist.

"Great Chu is located directly south of Yan and Zhao, and how long the imperial capital Longchuan City is from here, I haven't paid attention, it should be at least tens of thousands of miles away. Xiang Ming said that the wind is light and the clouds are light, as if tens of thousands of miles are not much of a long distance.

Meng Juntong blinked his eyes in surprise: "Tens of thousands of miles! We have only traveled more than a thousand miles from Luoxia County to Baishui City." ”

Xiang Ming laughed: "From Luoxia County to Baishui City? Soon he restrained his smile and continued: "The territory of Great Chu is much larger than that of the former Yan and Zhao countries combined, and borders the territory of the four major overlords of Qin, Han, Wei, and Qi. ”

"I heard that when you go to the south, the number of martial artists will gradually decrease, and the number of qi refiners or cultivators will gradually increase, isn't that so?"

Since this box has been opened, Meng Juntong also thinks that he can know more about the situation in the south, which can be regarded as knowing himself and his opponent.

Xiang Ming thought about it and turned his head to look at the Protector Fist Saint Anjie on the bow of the boat: "Uncle An, do you think that's the case?"

An Jie sneered: "The immortals on the mountain are willing to walk around here in the red dust, and there are many martial artists on the mountain." ”

Xiang Ming also laughed together, and Meng Juntong looked at the two of them laughing playfully, and he was a little confused for a while.

Xiang Ming explained: "Although there are many cultivators, it is not easy to cultivate the Tao. Unlike martial artists, as long as they are willing to work hard, they can more or less walk out of some paths on the way to practice martial arts, but cultivators are different. How many people have been searching for immortals for half their lives, but they can't even cross the threshold of building a foundation, and the so-called cultivators who can be seen in the market and alleys are either Taoist robe merchants who sell pills and medicines, or they are charlatans who tell divination, how can there be so many heavenly immortals who come and go. ”

Meng Juntong was stunned, when he was in Shaohua Dream City, he read the geography of the world, and it didn't seem to be recorded.

According to the geographical chronicle of that year, this southern place is where the Woling Longchuan is located, and there are many cultivators who live in the house, and there are even great immortal sects that set up a sect here to preach and teach.

Could it be that what is recorded in the geographical chronicles is false, it is obviously a world of cultivation, why are those immortal cultivators in Xiang Ming's mouth so incompatible with the world.

Xiang Ming seemed to see Meng Juntong's doubts and explained: "Do you know that there are real people in this world who don't show their faces? A real immortal cultivator will not go around and tell others that he is a person from an immortal family who has achieved cultivation, let alone easily take the sword in front of mortals. ”

Meng Juntong suddenly realized that cultivators did not exist, but they did not show people easily.

The boat slowly docked, and they took the boat all the way south from the ferry port of Whitewater City.

The end of the Baishui River has been connected to the river basin of Wei, but here is the border between the two countries, and the territory of Zhao and Wei is guarded by the border of Zhao and Wei on the river, and the border cannot be crossed at will.

If you want to enter Wei from Zhao, you must first go ashore, pass through the pass to verify the customs clearance, and then be able to leave the country, and then enter the Wei realm and then choose the waterway to pass.

Before clearing the customs espionage, Yan Fengyi had already done it for Meng Juntong, and this matter was really nothing to a county king.

After all, if there is no such espionage, it is no different from being a homeless person.

Displaced people are not welcomed in any country, let alone in some big towns, which is a very troublesome thing.

Meng Juntong's customs clearance spy was issued by the Yan County Palace, so there were some privileges in various parts of the Zhao Kingdom.

For example, now, those who go to the business road have to pass the Zitong Pass in front of them, and in addition to having customs clearance, they also have to pay a price ranging from 100 to 200 yuan to buy a road.

But when Meng Juntong showed the spy with the seal of the Yanjun Wangfu in his hand, no one dared to stretch out his hand to the three people in front of him.

"After passing the Zitong Pass, we can be regarded as entering the Wei Kingdom. Now that Wei and Qin are at war, the towns and cities of Wei are frantically recruiting soldiers, regardless of whether they are from their own country or not, if they are caught, they will all be used as soldiers. Xiang Ming took out a very rough map of Wei, pointed to the east and said, "In order to reduce trouble, let's go from the mountains." ”

Meng Juntong glanced at An Jie: "We have Senior An here, are we still afraid of these?"

Xiang Ming shook his head helplessly: "Have you forgotten the battle in Yangguan City, under the heavy army, how can the martial arts take advantage of it, besides, we are sneaking, not coming to Wei to kill the Quartet." ”

In recent years, the war between Wei and Qin has stopped, and there is almost no cessation.

Wei was originally the most powerful hegemon among the six countries in the middle of the war, and there was no one.

Before the iron-clad army appeared in the Yan State, the Wei Wushu of the Wei State was recognized as the number one soldier in the world, and he attacked the city everywhere he went, so he was invincible.

At that time, the Qin State was greatly targeted by the Wei State, although the Qin land was desolate, but after all, the territory was huge, and the neighboring Wei State did not think about incorporating Qin into its own territory for a day.

However, in recent years, the Qin State has risen rapidly with the power of thunder, not only with the cold-armored iron cavalry that can compete with the Wei Wushu head-on, but also with a sharp swordsman who can overwhelm the Wei State in terms of military strength.

This is also the reason why the Wei State is frantically recruiting troops now, the front-line war has already emptied the foundation of the Wei State soldiers, if you don't want to be wiped out like the Yan State, then you have to fight to the death.

Today's Wei is no longer the Great Wei of the past.

The three of them chatted as they began to walk eastward.