Out of Lancang Mansion, go straight south, and you will arrive at the boundary of Ningyuan Mansion. Lancang Mansion and Ningyuan Mansion belong to Xuzhou, and there are 13 prefectures in Kyushu on the land www.biquge.info of Shenzhou. The name of Kyushu is said to have been determined by the ancient Emperor, namely: Jizhou, Qingzhou, Xuzhou, Jingzhou, Yuzhou, Yongzhou, Yangzhou, Hanzhou, and Wanzhou. As for the names of the thirteen mansions, they are determined by the Ten Thousand Immortals League, and there are often times when they rise and fall, which is more similar to the country in Han Sheng's memory.

Unlike Yunhai Sect, which is the dominant family in Lancang Mansion, although Ningyuan Mansion also has a second-class sect, Qiyue Sect, there are still many small sects that hand over offerings and necessary things to Qiyue Sect every year. In return, the Qiyue Sect turned a blind eye to their behavior in Ningyuan Mansion, as long as they didn't make too much trouble, everything was easy to discuss.

Han Sheng quietly listened to the old Sanxiu on the side explain the things here, the old Sanxiu surnamed Wu Mingyuan, before entering the workshop, he traveled all over the world with his teacher's art, at least half of the land of Kyushu went, he entered the workshop for less than a month, and he made hundreds of friends, and his eloquence was very good. When Han Sheng left Lancang Mansion and asked who knew about the situation nearby, he volunteered and stood up.

The sky was as blue as a wash, and the cultivators stepped on the flying swords, quickly passing through the air, and when they passed by the Qiyue Sect, everyone looked at the ethereal and hazy jasper palace hidden in the lake. Wu Yuan sighed after seeing their eyes: "Qiyue Sect is indeed very beautiful, but this beautiful palace is all exchanged for the blood and sweat of scattered mortals. They don't mess with cause and effect and don't provoke killing, but those people down there are really deadly. ”

"What's going on?" Han Sheng asked.

Wu Yuan sighed and said: "Most of the monks of the Qiyue Sect are arrogant, they disdain to deal with pills, magic weapons, spirit stones, etc., and only concentrate on cultivating and enlightening the Dao, but people always have to be clothed, fed, sheltered, and traveled, so they subdued many Ding and other sects, and asked them to pay a large number of tributes on time every year, otherwise they would be expelled from Ningyuan Mansion." ”

"Those sects are unknown, they don't care about any stains, they will do whatever it takes to complete their tasks, and even go so far as to ask for more tribute. Qiyue Sect only cares about receiving tribute regularly and quantitatively, which cares about the life and death of the people under it, so the workshop in Ningyuan Mansion is the blackest in Kyushu, and corpses are carried in and out every day. ”

Hearing this, Han Sheng frowned and said, "In that case, don't they run away?"

"Escape?" Wu Yuanle said: "Not everyone is a hero like the alliance leader, you can't enter it again if you leave the workshop without permission, although Kyushu is big, it has long been divided by various sects, even if you go to the stream in the barren mountains and mountains to drink saliva, people will jump out and say that there is a master here, and you have to pay for water." If he really escaped, he would either die of hunger and thirst, or he would be arrested as a slave by the local sect. ”

Speaking of this, Wu Yuan seemed to recall the unbearable memories of his wanderings, shaking his head and sighing.

Han Sheng remembered some of the books he had read, and this place was indeed different from his own world. Immortal cultivators often have a lifespan of hundreds or thousands of years, and any second-class sect has a history of nearly 10,000 years, and the four major immortal sects have participated in the existence of the Immortal Demon War. The long reign has made the Sanxiu and mortals lose the courage to resist.

If it weren't for themselves, they would have struggled in the dark until they died.

Even if the cultivators follow themselves now, they just want to be an ostrich for the sake of that beautiful and almost dreamlike peach blossom paradise. Maybe only Xiao An is different, but his personality is too extreme, and Han Sheng is worried that he will go down the evil path.

"Alliance Leader," Wu Yuan's hand swayed back and forth in front of Han Sheng's eyes, "There is a Lingming Sect's talisman workshop in front, should we go around?"

"Lingming Sect?" Han Sheng was stunned.

Wu Yuan nodded: "It is a third-class sect, and it is under the jurisdiction of the Qiyue Sect." The spell is very distinctive. ”

Han Sheng stood on the Red Flame Sword and looked out, on the top of the red and yellow mountain, a blue-gray workshop was located in it, which was less than half the size of the Yunhai Sect's weapon workshop.

Han Sheng looked left and right, it was not too far, he was going to make a detour, since there was not much time to delay, there was no need to rush hard.

Then the unexpected happened.

On the mountain road of the Lingming Sect, a vague figure looms. When Han Sheng led everyone to fly over from the side, he unintentionally glanced down, and in an instant, the blood in his whole body seemed to rush to his head, and the whole person was like falling into an ice cave. But Han Sheng didn't care at all, he stayed in the sky in the distance, looking straight at the mountain road.

The cultivators stopped and looked at Han Sheng suspiciously. An Zhiming and Yun Si came to him, but before they could speak, they looked down at Han Sheng's line of sight, and they were suddenly terrified.

On the winding mountain road of the Lingming Sect, a young man carried an old man who could not move on his back and climbed with difficulty, tears falling down the steps, and gradually approached the outer door of the workshop.

The scattered cultivators also noticed this scene, thinking of the rumors before, and their eyes turned to Han Sheng, wasn't their alliance leader like this at the beginning?

Han Sheng smiled bitterly: "Life is really similar." ”

An Zhiming and Yun Si bowed their heads and were silent, they had mixed feelings in their hearts, and they didn't know what to say at all.

"He's on his knees!" exclaimed one of the cultivators.

Han Sheng looked down like lightning, and sure enough, the young man knelt in front of the workshop, kowtowing incessantly.

Suddenly, as if a pot had exploded, the cultivators discussed: "This is unreasonable! Why did he kneel?"

"I thought he would kill in, or pass unimpeded, but I didn't expect to kneel!"

"I also thought that I would meet the two alliance leaders today......"

Han Sheng's heart suddenly swelled up with a huge sense of absurdity, Yun Si's mouth opened wide, and An Zhiming let out a long breath and said softly: "Life is certainly similar, but the alliance leader is unique. It's not too early, and I hope that the alliance leader will lead the way. ”

"Don't worry," Han Sheng said with a faint smile: "The headquarters of the Ten Thousand Immortals League is in the Eastern Wilderness, and we are only afraid that it is thousands of miles away. I'll go down and take a look. ”

With that, he jumped straight down and fell to the ground like a meteor.

"Alliance Leader!" the cultivators exclaimed in unison.

"Wait for me!" Yun Si also jumped down.

An Zhiming sighed with his forehead, feeling that he was going to cause trouble again this time. He turned around and ordered: "The alliance leader and Yun Si have important matters now, let's go down first to rest for a while and recover our strength, there is still a long way to go." ”

Ling Yuan had already kowtowed hundreds of times at the door of the Lingming Sect's workshop, his forehead went from bruised to broken, and his face was bleeding, but the door was still closed.

He began to despair, didn't there be a glimmer of change?

The cool breeze swept through his body, his forehead stabbed violently, and Ling Yuan's face suddenly distorted, but compared to the pain in his heart, it was nothing!

He knocked his head down again, and said in a hoarse voice: "Ask the immortal master to be merciful and save my father!"

This time, his head didn't touch the ground, and it seemed that a pair of invisible hands were supporting his body and preventing him from kowtowing.

Ling Yuan was overjoyed, and he shouted, "Immortal Master, you are finally willing to see me!"

Then the voice stopped abruptly, and in front of him was a young man wearing a cyan robe and looking ordinary, the only difference was his eyes, Ling Yuan had never seen such strange eyes in his life, in those black pupils he seemed to see his whole life. The moment he saw his eyes, he forgot the purpose of coming, ignored Yun Si next to him, and stared blankly.

Han Sheng withdrew his mana and interrupted the memory reading technique, he had just taken the risk of trying to use the newly practiced memory reading technique to look at the memories of this young man, and fortunately succeeded.

Yun Si exclaimed on the side: "The master is really a genius of the heavens, and the foundation building realm can use the Void Pill spell like an arm." ”

Han Sheng glared at him: "Don't call me master, and your sycophant is particularly fake, I was originally the pinnacle of foundation building, and I am only one step away from the Void Pill." Besides, if the arm commands a fart, it is a fluke to be able to use it. ”

Yun Si smiled, looked at Ling Yuan, who was still immersed in spells and couldn't extricate himself, and asked, "Then what is the alliance leader going to do?"

"Don't do anything," Han Sheng walked down the mountain, "You can't live if you do your own evil, let him continue to kowtow." ”

I thought I had met a loose cultivator who valued love and righteousness and was tenacious, and I thought about coming over to help, but after reading the memory, I didn't have that mind at all.

Yun Si stopped talking and quickly followed, except for the brothers of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, he would not care about the life or death of others.

"Immortal Master!Immortal Master!" Ling Yuan suddenly woke up from the spell, and seeing the two immortal masters who knew how to spell go away, he panicked and hurriedly chased after him. Unexpectedly, as soon as he stood up, his head was dizzy, his body lost his balance, he couldn't stand up, fell to the sky, and rolled down the steps.

Han Sheng sighed, waved his hand and grabbed Ling Yuan and the old man behind him into the air, and said impatiently: "I'm not an immortal master, and I have nothing to do with the Lingming Sect, you better go back and kneel." ”

Ling Yuan snorted and cried, and begged: "You know how to spell, you will definitely be able to save my father, he lost three souls and seven spirits for me, and he won't be able to last a few days!"

Han Sheng said lightly: "Now that you are so filial, then why are you still drinking and eating meat outside when your father made up spells for you all night?"

Ling Yuan's face turned pale, and he muttered, "That's because they didn't want to pull me to go, I didn't want to go, it was they who pulled me hard......"

"Hehe," Han Sheng looked at the guy in front of him mockingly, "You go and ask those people who pull you to drink for help, I can't do anything." ”

"Immortal Master!" Ling Yuan found out that Han Sheng was leaving, and cried bitterly: "I know it's wrong! I shouldn't be hanging, I shouldn't spend all my time drinking, I shouldn't make mistakes repeatedly, I shouldn't run away from mistakes, I shouldn't let my father keep making amends for me alone!"

Ling Yuan covered his face and cried: "My father will have an accident, he is too tired, it's all my fault, I shouldn't let him draw so many charms alone!"

"Hmph," Han Sheng said coldly, "I know now that I regret it, it's too late." ”

Ling Yuan begged: "My father is still saved, I asked the doctor under the mountain, as long as he can take out the three souls and seven spirits drawn into the spell, he will come back to life, please, I can promise anything, you are my master!"

"Ahem," Yun Si had a strange expression, and he couldn't help but approach Han Sheng, looking at Ling Yuan vigilantly.

Han Sheng was indifferent to this, and said lightly: "I'm good alone, and it's true that I won't take my soul back." ”

"I have been dependent on my father since I was a child, and I beg the immortal master to be gracious!" Ling Yuan cried again.

Han Sheng sighed, lowered his head and asked, "Yun Si, will you return your soul?"

Yun Si smiled dryly: "I'm better at soul refining. ”

......

"That can't be helped. Han Sheng spread his hands and said, "You better go back to the Lingming Sect for treatment, they can be cured in your memory." ”

Ling Yuan looked at the Lingming Sect, his face became more and more sad: "My father and I have been expelled from the Lingming Sect, and no one will help us." ”

Han Sheng said lightly: "Won't you spend money on gifts? I see that you have a good eye for choosing gifts for female cultivators." ”

Ling Yuan choked up and said, "All the spirit stones were taken to compensate for the contaminated rune paper and spirit blood, not to mention that those immortal masters didn't care about the spirit stones at all. ”

Han Sheng looked up to the sky and sighed: "That's it, I'll go find an immortal master, heal it early, and leave early." ”

Ling Yuan was overjoyed and kept thanking him. Yun Si was stunned and said, "Are we really going to break into the Lingming Sect's Charm Workshop?

Han Sheng smiled: "Go and ask Xiao An to bring some people, there are a lot of demons in the 100,000 mountains, I'm afraid they will use a lot of spells, the more the merrier." ”

Yun Si suddenly realized and turned into light.

Han Sheng looked at Ling Yuan, who was holding the old man in front of him and crying with joy, and sighed wordlessly: "Why do people always know how to cherish after losing?"

He remembered his family, he hadn't seen him for four years, are you okay? Dad, Mom, little sister, please wait for me, I will cultivate to become an immortal as soon as possible and go home as soon as possible.

For this, nothing to fear.