Chapter 650: The rivers and lakes are not old

In the lush mountains and forests, a young man in white hummed a little song and led a horse. From time to time, he talked to the thin horse next to him, although he nagged, but he also talked to himself. If you were someone else, you would definitely be annoyed by this.

Behind the young man in white, there were two women. One of them is full of heroism and wears a sword at his waist, and he should be a well-known heroine in the rivers and lakes. The sword passed, and it was not surprising that the young men who had just entered the rivers and lakes were stared at by them. I thought to myself that one day I could have a heroine as my companion, what a blessing it would be?

And the other one is even more amazing, and his appearance can be called a country and a city. Looking at the whole world, I am afraid that there are few who can compare. Such a fairy appearance envied others. It's also a little confusing, the white clothes are also more handsome, why hug left and right? Could it be that he is the eldest son of our Xiyou family, otherwise, how can there be such a glamorous blessing?

This group of people naturally left the ferry and came to the three Zhuge Chen in Xiyou. Because there were mountains outside the ferry, and Zhuge Chen was unwilling to buy a coachman to lead the way out of his own pocket, the three of them were lost.

Fortunately, they don't have a clear goal, and they are also practicing here. At least Zhuge Chen said so in order to hide his embarrassment, but I don't know what Crow and Ah Hua will think.

The customs and customs of Xiyou are very different from the other three countries that Zhuge Chen has traveled, which may be the so-called one side of the water and soil to raise one side of the people. Because it is located in the northwest of the world, the resources of Xiyou are extremely scarce. Here, there are almost no towering castles. The people gathered together to form many small settlements, which are rivers and lakes.

Close to the coast, there are jungles all over the place. Walking towards the western inland, you will see the yellow sand in the sky and charming eyes. Even cultivators will get lost in it, waiting for their qi to dry up and die dead.

The Xiyou dynasty, which has been inherited to this day, has actually existed in name only. After all, there is the behemoth of Tianzong on the side, and if the emperor is not willing to be the marionette when he ascends the throne, he will only end up dying.

Thinking back then, everyone in the eight hundred iron horsemen of the royal family was lucky, which could be regarded as an extremely top combat power at that time. But in the eyes of the Heavenly Worship Sect, it is tantamount to a petty fight. In the end, the emperor was beheaded in the palace, and the "remnants of the royal family" who witnessed the torture and murder of the imperial brother sat on that chair. But he has also become a stupid emperor who only knows how to write poetry and doesn't understand political affairs.

In this regard, the Heavenly Worship Sect also firmly held Xiyou in its own hands. No one can shake their position.

And the Worship of Heaven Sect, where everyone is a practitioner, never treats mortals as "people". The disciples who came out of the sect liked to do the most was to kill innocents indiscriminately. Anyway, there is a sect behind the back, and there is a courage to resist, and there will not be one in a hundred years. As for the one who can bring trouble to the Heavenly Worship Sect, there has never been one.

There is a sect master who is on par with, or even better than, the Pseudo-Saint Realm among the sects, and they have nothing to fear. Even the Xiyou royal family is a plaything in the palm of the hand, let alone the common people? It can be said that if you are in Xiyou, if you are not a disciple of the Heavenly Worship Sect, you are destined to live in dire straits.

This world may not make much sense in the first place.

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After a day and a night of trekking, Zhuge Chen and the three of them finally walked out of the mountains and forests. This is still because Bai Yi can't bear it anymore and opens the way with sword qi, otherwise time will go backwards. He does things and always likes to be clean and tidy. It's a good idea, but it's not always possible.

Below the cliffs, the desert yellow sand. In stark contrast to the place where Zhuge Chen stood, this is an oasis of comfort, and one step forward is purgatory on earth.

It is hard for Zhuge Chen to imagine that in this world, there will be people living in such a cruel environment. Even dervishes would go to a city to rest when they were exhausted, and then continue on their roads after recovering their strength. He squinted and saw that beyond the hundreds of tents, there were men and women with sad faces, and even the children had no smiles on their faces. should be an innocent age, so preoccupied, I don't know what will crush my backbone when I become an adult.

Not far away were some young men who were boxing at the wooden stakes, and the fist fights were so loose that they couldn't even achieve the purpose of strengthening their bodies. If you can build a chest cultivation path if you continue to practice like this, those mountains and wilderness cultivation to the five realms of immortals will probably be as simple as breathing.

Unlike the other three dynasties, if the young man of Xiyou wants to change his destiny, he only depends on reading, unless he is this seedling and reads a good luck realm, otherwise he can only stay here. Only by building a spiritual path on their own, in their hearts, is the right path.

When the time comes, in the envious eyes of others, he will go to the Heavenly Worship Sect, and one person will ascend to heaven and never return to his hometown, which is the ghost place in their mouths.

Ah Hua tugged at the corner of Zhuge Chen's clothes, and could see that this kind female fox demon was once again overflowing with compassion. It's just that Zhuge Chen didn't say anything, just walked through it and walked in the yellow sand.

They want to stay here for a while, firstly, to help Ah Hua and the crow adapt to the breath of heaven and earth in the west, so as not to "adapt to the water and soil", and the realm will not rise but fall if the realm is damaged. The second is that he wants to inquire about the ancient battlefield that is the most famous in the whole world, and go there to break through the realm and achieve the real bamboo basket water realm.

Before that, he had to salvage at least one more magic trick, and then hone his physique with the Jin Ge Iron Horse Qi that remained from the ancient battlefield, so that his physical body could fight with the Zhen Dao without falling behind. According to the step-by-step process, he also wanted to go to the Heavenly Worship Sect after breaking the realm. It is said that it is a rare place with beautiful mountains and rivers in Xiyou, but he wants to see why such a sect can occupy Xiyou for thousands of years. What's more, with the death of the young sect master with one blow to the two vengeful dead soldiers, Zhuge Chen didn't think that the Heavenly Worship Sect would have no action next. It is very likely that in that sect, news about him has already spread.

Walking through the four dynasties, no matter where he was, Zhuge Chen felt that he couldn't live in peace. These three words will always reach the ears of others in various ways, as if the general trend of the world gathers in him.

He tapped the scabbard lightly, found a middle-aged man, and asked, "Excuse me, where is this, and is there a place where the three of us can live?"

The man was stunned at first, and when he saw that the white clothes worn by Zhuge Chen were worth a lot of money, he shouted something and ran away. It seems that Bai Yi is regarded as a disciple of the Heavenly Worship Sect. It's no wonder that they are all soldiers, and those cultivators can no longer be called human beings.

Dressed in the skin of an immortal, but without the heart of an immortal.

This is what Li Jingyun and Zhuge Chen said personally, and the latter sentence is, he kills one when he sees one.

I don't know why, as long as this great sword immortal mentions the word immortal, it is rare to get angry and spoil his qi cultivation cultivation. And Zhuge Chen, who is a junior, can't ask, so he can only think of it as something that has happened.

Bai Yi smiled slightly, walked into the tent, and there was an elderly man inside, who opened his cloudy eyes and looked straight at Zhuge Chen. He was too old to say anything, otherwise when he was young and strong, he would not stay in his hometown, but would choose to go out. Although the result was the same, it ended up in disgrace.

"Don't worry, we're not bad people. Zhuge Chen blurted out, but the next moment he reacted, this sentence was a bit of a snake.

Unexpectedly, the old man nodded: "I know, you don't have the arrogance of those disciples of the Heaven Worship Sect." And if they had stood in front of me, I would have been beaten if I had not bowed down. But I'm old, and my movements aren't as sharp as they were more than a decade ago. What's more, after living for so long, death is dead, and there is no nostalgia left. And then again, who are you, the strangers, what are you doing here?"

The old man is not old-hearted, and he can analyze things in an orderly manner. He reached out to grab the water glass on the table. Zhuge Chen, on the other hand, took the lead in handing over the water glass, and said at the same time: "How do you know that we are strangers, is it so obvious?"

The old man drank the water, smiled softly, and then coughed violently. When he finally recovered, he spoke: "In the land of Xiyou, there have always been people who have been discouraged. It's rare to be as polite as you. Either they are the personal disciples of the Heavenly Worship Sect, they are polite, and their methods are not tyrannical, but they are definitely not willing to be polite to us. Forget it, I don't need you to tell me what an old immortal is going to do, it's pointless. Let's get straight to the point, what do you want to know from me? After living for so long, I still dare to say that I know more about Xiyou. The fairyland on earth, the secret realm is dangerous, at least I know seven, seven, eight, eight. ”

The old man talks like an ordinary person, although he can't reach the realm of reading poetry and books, but at least he is reasonable. However, Zhuge Chen didn't have too many doubts about this matter, and asked directly: "Where is the nearest ancient battlefield, do you know?"

"What a tricky question I had at the time. The old man seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and then after a pause, he spoke: "Keep going south, Huatian Secret Realm, that is an ancient battlefield." It's just that the secret realm is controlled by the Heaven Worship Sect, and if you want to enter it, I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort. The Heavenly Worship Sect is not easy to talk to, they can sit in their current position, but there are corpses all over the field behind them. ”

Zhuge Chen replied: "You don't need to worry, I have my own means. ”

"Sneaking in?" asked the old man, "that's a good idea, but if you're caught in an urn." ”

"Of course not, it's better to kill them all than to do it. In this case, isn't there no worries?" Zhuge Chen said with a smile, and at the same time, the sword qi was rampant around him. The road is like a dragon, crisscrossing the four seas.

"I'm getting more and more incomprehensible to you young people, but it's not a bad thing. At least two points are proven, I'm old, and the rivers and lakes are not old, aren't they?" the old man sat up from the bed, his eyes narrowed, as if he saw his former self in Zhuge Chen's body. It's just that this emotion is fleeting, and it doesn't stay long in his eyes.

For that reason, it seems that you should not be here. Zhuge Chen put a pot of wine on the table, turned around and walked out of the tent: "Your identity is by no means simple. But I don't want to know, let's just pass by as a chance encounter in the rivers and lakes. ”

"That's for the best. The old man picked up the flask, put it to his nose and sniffed it, and said to himself, "This wine is good, very fragrant." ”

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During his stay here for two days, Zhuge Chen saw a young man with clear eyes, not at all like those companions who only knew how to repeat the fist technique in their hands. He knew that the young man was talented, and it was not a problem to enter the realm of the Heavenly Mandate, provided that his state of mind had always been as clean as it was now, even if it was contaminated with a trace of dust, it would take great effort to make up for it.

The innate and innocent physique is actually not so difficult to find. As long as you have a pure heart, it is enough. But the outside world is constantly disturbing, how many people can really get out of the mud without staining, ancient and modern?

Zhuge Chen watched the young man's daily life, three points and one line. Because his mother was sick in bed, he and his father went out in the desert in the morning to look for herbs and sell them to the Heavenly Sect in exchange for money to treat his mother's illness. At noon, he helped his mother out of the house, and Dr. Yunyou, who rarely came here, said that this was very helpful to his mother's condition, and it was more effective than thousands of medicinal herbs. When night falls, you have to practice tirelessly. Even if the sweat is raining, you have to punch non-stop.

Although it is much less difficult than Zhuge Chen's young man after practicing swords, there is still a big difference between one and the other.

But the young man didn't shout that he was tired, he just repeated these things. Because he firmly believes that as long as he works hard, he will definitely reap the rewards.

Isn't it ridiculous? Naturally not, otherwise how could Zhuge Chen get up early in the morning, follow the young man and his father, and go to the depths of the desert together. Hearing that the sandstorm is coming today, he has to protect the two of them, just like the young man who once followed him and shouted Brother Chen.