Jiang Ying left this wild bamboo forest and walked along the mountain road in front of him for a long distance, and then gradually saw some traces of people.

At this time, she looked at herself again: she was dressed in blood, extremely embarrassed, and her body had not been cleaned for half a month, and there was a strong smell. She couldn't blend in with the crowd like this, so she walked around the neighborhood again, and at last she found a creek from the east, washed herself briefly, changed her tattered clothes, and then got back on the road.

When she came to the place where there were people, she found that most of them were hurrying down from the surrounding mountains with their bags on their backs.

There were not many people, and occasionally they met one or two, and even if someone met with other people, they didn't communicate with each other, and they came and went in a hurry.

Sometimes Jiang Yingshang could see people carrying bamboo baskets down the mountain, and these people would communicate with each other, but the words they exchanged were in a local language that she was a little puzzled by, and she had to put a lot of thought into it to understand their words in general.

From these people, she heard some nouns, such as "spirit grass", "spirit vine", "middle grade", "lower grade", "high level" and "low level".

It seems that the medium-grade spirit grass spirit vine is much more precious than the lower grade, which is similar to the quality grade of gems such as gold and jade, and these medium-grade spirit grass should be very rare, she heard that when the two of them met and chatted, they sighed and ran several mountains and did not see a single plant, and sighed What "the aura is meager" and "the border is difficult to live" and something like that.

Jiang Ying also wanted to see the appearance of the spirit grass, but they were all in the mountaineer's basket, she couldn't see it, and after staring at it for a long time, the owner of the basket would be extremely vigilant, so she didn't look at it anymore.

After walking for a while, more and more people came down from the mountains, and she finally came to a fork in the road.

Her father's map only stopped at the cloud and mist realm, that is, the wild meadow, and then Jiang Ying had to play freely.

But in fact, behind the meadow, there was only one road, she observed the surrounding environment at that time, behind the meadow, there was a cliff, and she could only go all the way forward.

This was the first fork in the road she faced.

Jiang Ying looked at the three roads that stretched to the left, the middle and the right, which looked almost the same, and all of them were moving forward, tangled for a moment, picked up a handful of stones and threw them into the air, caught them with the back of his hand, and those who received the odd number of stones went to the right, and those with even numbers went to the left, and those who received all of them went to the middle.

Because the passers-by here were sparsely crowded, she saw someone walking into the fork in the road from a distance, and when she came, there was no one around, and she couldn't find anyone to ask for directions.

Again, these people had different accents, and they were all too different from herself, and she didn't know what their attitude was towards other outsiders, so she kept her mouth out for the time being, so as not to be heard anything.

After all, this place is barren and wild, and robbery is most likely to occur, and there are not many things she can rob on her, but her jade pendant - with the jade pendant that she suspects may also be a plant such as spirit grass, she doesn't want to lose it.

What's more, they are all in the same place, if the road conditions at Sandaokou are not right, it is a big deal to turn back, and her father here has not left a special reminder, so it must not be too troublesome.

So she took the even number of stones and went to the left.

But just as she turned around, suddenly, a voice sounded from her side: "Ah!"

She was startled—she was sure that there was no one, so she crouched down and counted the stones.

Looking at the source of the sound, she saw that behind a big tree on the side, there was a girl with her back to her, not knowing what she was doing, her hands were shaking, and she was a little anxious.

She thought that the voice was aimed at herself, but when she saw that the girl had not turned around at all, she realized that it was her own false alarm, so she planned not to alarm the girl, and walked forward silently.

However, after not taking a few steps, the girl still saw it.

"Huh, aunt, girl?"

Jiang Ying listened: This girl is still a little stammering. Even if she couldn't hear it, there was only one girl around, so she could only stop and turn around and look quietly at the person who called her.

Seeing Jiang Ying taking care of herself, the little girl was a little happy holding something in her hands, and trotted over: "Auntie, girl, you, are you a cultivator, a monk?"

Jiang Ying understood for a while before she fully understood what she was asking from the girl's stammering and accent.

The monk's words were obvious enough that she knew what they meant without thinking, but she did not answer, but looked at the girl with inquiring eyes.

The girl didn't feel that there was anything wrong with Jiang Ying's reaction, but felt that she was abrupt, and raised the object in her hand: "I, my name is Gu Xiao, I am a famous cultivator and monk, may I ask, you, can you drive a fly, fly, fly boat?"

After she said that, she looked at Jiang Ying with bright eyes and expectation.

Jiang Ying lowered her eyes and glanced at the thing she was holding like a baby-just two palm-sized woodcarved boats, unpretentious.

And listen to the girl: Flying boat?

Flying a flying boat?

Driving this thing?

Jiang Ying: "......"

Of course she didn't understand, she shook her head, thinking that it was probably just like the mythical stories she heard when she was a child, what kind of "immortal arts" such as the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea and the Flying Sword of the Imperial Sword.

She gave an apologetic look and wanted to leave.

The young girl was visibly disappointed, her clear eyes were covered with a layer of fog, and she was so anxious that she wanted to cry: "Then, what should I do? I will fly and the flying boat will be damaged, and the senior brother and sister are still fighting and fighting the fierce beasts in front, and the flying boat will not be used, if they are in trouble, how should they escape, escape, woo, ah, ah!"

She said that she cried and cried, and scared Jiang Ying again: This?

Dai frowned: "You ......" understood her words, and changed the words again: "What war beast?"

The girl wiped her tears and choked up and asked, "You, aren't you a person from the East and East Spirit Realm?"

Jiang Ying: "......" is called Dongxiao Spirit Realm here.

It's not hidden: "I'm not." Are you saying that there is a beast ahead?"

She didn't know exactly what the beast meant here, but if she read it literally, she knew it must not be a good thing, and if there was such a beast ahead, she would probably have to choose another way.

With a precautionary heart, she first looked back at another fork in the road, but when she saw it, the whole person was stunned: What about the fork in the road?

The fork in the road that had just turned was gone, and behind her was an extension of the current road, extending in a direction that had not been there before!

Seeing her expression, the girl rubbed her eyes: "You, didn't you come from the realm, the realm roulette?"

Jiang Ying was puzzled: "What is the World Roulette?"

"You—you're not a person from the Four Spirits. ”

Jiang Ying: "......"

She didn't know what to say anymore, and it seemed that she, a person who didn't know everything, couldn't say anything.

The Four Spiritual Realms, the Four Spiritual Realms, the Four Spiritual Realms, the Four Spiritual Realms, the Realm Roulette Wheel, is it not the Roulette of the Transformation of the Four Realms?

During the time when she didn't answer, the little girl stopped sobbing, but still whispered in a nasal voice: "Recently, in recent years, there have been many worlds, outsiders have come to ......"