There is a mountain range at the junction of Yunzhou and Chizhou, which is called the Wanmia Mountains.

The Wan Miasma Mountains start from the Wufu Sea in the west, reach Zhongzhou in the east, stretch for tens of thousands of miles, surrounded by mist and miasma, surrounded by poisonous insects and beasts, and are the natural barrier that blocks the north and south.

Although there are no large spiritual veins in the Ten Thousand Miasma Mountain Range, there are countless small spiritual veins, if it were not really uninhabitable, they would have been occupied by the sect or the big family. The Ten Thousand Miasma Mountains are not suitable for long-term residence, so they are inaccessible, and there are countless spiritual veins, giving birth to many spiritual grass and spiritual fruits, which are not very eye-catching for high-level monks, but they have attracted countless low-level monks to come to find elixir.

There is a long and narrow valley in the middle of the Wan Miasma Mountains, which is the main road to Chizhou, and there is a small city at the southern end of the valley called Nanmia City, which is one of the gathering places for Yunzhou monks to explore and hunt for treasures in the Wan Miasma Mountains. Every year, many low-level monks come to explore the elixir, so the southern miasma city is also very lively, ushering in the send-off, all kinds of faces, there are joys and sorrows.

The immortals in the southern miasma city lived separately, the northern city was a small place for monks to gather, and the southern city was mostly inhabited by local monks and lay people.

There is a mortal teahouse near the junction of the North City, because they can see the situation of the North City, the mortals in the past are willing to stay here for a while, and get a touch of immortality. In addition, the storyteller in the teahouse is also very popular with people.

After noon, it was the most leisurely time, in the lobby of the teahouse, the storyteller sat in the hall and began today's storytelling.

"Everyone is good at cultivating immortals, and they don't stop practicing treasures every year, and they know that they will live forever until they die, and if there is love in the sky, they will be old. ”

"The words continued, saying that the sun hated the sky and left the fairy mountain......" After finishing the final poem, the storyteller began to tell today's story.

"Old man Guo, I'm tired of hearing Yang Daxian's story for a long time, change one, change one!"

"Yes, another one!"

The people in the audience cheered one after another.

"Okay, then we'll tell you a story about Wan Niang today. The story takes place in Tianzhou Aurora City, where is Tianzhou, Tianzhou is in the extreme north, 100,000 miles away from Yunzhou, where is the closest place to the sky....... It is said that Wan Niang was originally a woman from a mortal family in Aurora City, and she was born as beautiful as a flower, like a fairy ....... ”

The storyteller's voice was loud and the story was full of ups and downs, attracting passers-by to stop and listen, and a young man in ordinary clothes, with a tall figure and a slightly immature face, stood outside the teahouse for a moment, and then left for the north city.

The person who came was Li Qingshan, who was inevitably eye-catching, and he had already changed into an ordinary gray robe.

The storyteller's story is indeed beautiful, with bizarre twists and turns, telling a poignant story of a monk who grinds his fists in the teahouse, as if he wants to tear the monk in the story apart. Hearing this story, Li Qingshan thought of the eldest mother, who is also a mortal woman, married to the eldest uncle Li Yuanfeng, although the scenery at home is infinite, but who can know if it is miserable. Most of the low-level male cultivators in the world marry ordinary women, because the vast majority of families will not marry women with cultivation qualifications, and the same is true for low-level female cultivators, most of them recruit beautiful men into the world, and the situation of these men is probably even more unbearable, and I don't know how many such stories there are in the world.

At this time, it has been more than two months since Li Qingshan returned home, and Nanmia City is the closest place to explore and hunt for treasures from Huaiyang Valley, and Li Qingshan came here after leaving home.

After leaving the Jiang family that day, Li Qingshan returned to the Li family. Except for occasionally cooking tea and listening to lectures under Li Wuya's knees, Li Qingshan is accompanied by his parents and brothers all day long, the gap in his parents' hearts gradually disappears, and the family is happy and happy.

In his spare time, Li Qingshan cultivated at home, during which he took two pills of Peiyuan Dan, but he was not satisfied with the slightest entry, Li Qingshan estimated that he needed to take at least five pills of Peiyuan Pill to reach the eighth layer of qi refining, which was still without counting the bottleneck. The Li family's aura was thin, and in order to better absorb the medicinal power, Li Qingshan had to use spirit stones to cultivate every day, and after two months, more than thirty spirit stones were consumed. Only then did Li Qingshan realize that the biggest benefit of the cultivation in the door was not the exercises or the meager monthly examples, but the spiritual veins, which were equivalent to providing nearly two hundred spiritual stones for the disciples every year. Li Qingshan knew that he was a monk after all, and it was impossible for him to stay at home all the time, and after hesitating for a long time between returning to the sect and traveling, Li Qingshan still chose to travel and left his hometown.

In fact, Li Qingshan already has a lot of cultivation resources, there is no shortage of magic weapons, and there are still more than 600 spirit stones on his body that have not been spent, the best way is to go back to the sect to buy some pills to cultivate with peace of mind. But he knew that although these spirit stones looked like a lot, they couldn't support him for a long time to cultivate, and they would be consumed in less than two years, and then he had to go out to find an opportunity, and this time going down the mountain would be a waste of time. Instead of this, it is better to collect more resources now, or to cultivate in the door for a longer time, no matter how bad it is, you can also experience it and increase your experience.

Walking into the north city and looking at the various buildings in the city, Li Qingshan finally stopped at a well-decorated inn, no matter what, it was better to stay first.

Before Li Qingshan walked into the inn, a man who was only sixteen or seventeen years old greeted him with a smile.

"This immortal chief, he still lives in the hotel. ”

The guy is a mortal, he calls Li Qingshan an immortal, but he puts gold on his face, and the monk inn also uses the ordinary way of drilling, which shows that the shopkeeper is also a person with a heart.

"Stay. Li Qingshan said simply.

The guy led Li Qingshan to the counter, and behind the counter stood a young woman, a little powdered, and quite beautiful, with aura fluctuations on her body, and she was also a monk.

"The little woman Wang Yue has seen Taoist friends, but she doesn't know your surname. The woman asked with a smile.

"The contemptible surname is Li. ”

"Brother Li is really young and promising, he has such a cultivation at a young age, it is an honor for you to stay in our store, I hope you can live comfortably and return with a full load. The cost of accommodation in our store is a spirit stone for 10 days, including ordinary food and drink, and other expenses are additional. Wang Yue said some polite words, and then introduced.

"Shopkeeper Wang praised it, choose a room facing the street for me. Li Qingshan nodded, took out a spirit stone from the storage bag, and put it on the table.

"Erniu, lead the distinguished guest to room No. 3. Wang Yue pinched the spirit stone with his hand and instructed the guy.

"Yes, host. Immortal Chief, please come with me. ”

The guy named Erniu led Li Qingshan to the second floor and came to the third room from the left.

Erniu opened the door of the room, Li Qingshan walked in, there are two rooms inside and outside, there is a set of wooden tables and chairs carved with fish, birds, flowers and plants in the outer room, and a set of purple sand tea sets on the wooden table; there is a wooden manbed on one side of the room, there is a soft cloth futon next to the bed, and a bath bucket is placed on the other side.

"Immortal Chief, this room is still satisfied. Erniu asked respectfully standing aside.

"Very good. Li Qingshan nodded.

"In this way, the villain will not bother, and you can call me again if there is something. Erniu bowed and withdrew.

Li Qingshan sat on the chair, took the teapot, made a cup of tea clumsily, and took a sip, which was bitter and astringent. Li Qingshan shook his head helplessly, got up and walked downstairs.

Without stopping in the lobby of the inn, Li Qingshan walked straight out of the inn and walked around the city.