Lin Yun walked alone in the lonely mountains and forests, although the road was dim, but his heart was full of light. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Is it because of the guidance?"

Lin Yun thought so.

He walked alone in the mountains and wilderness for more than ten days, and when he was tired, he stopped and entered the jade simple space, meditated and breathed, and when he was thirsty, he picked some wild fruits and looked for some clear springs.

Although he was already at the third level of condensation, he could have opened the valley, but Lin Yun had been like a mortal person for the past few days, maintaining all the habits he had before entering the Tianshui Sect.

This walk was more than half a month, until one day, he met a hunting team in the forest, so that he could finally hear human voices.

Since then, he has walked alone in the mountains and forests for more than a month.

There were more than a dozen people in that team, and when they first saw Lin Yun, they were all startled. At that time, Lin Yun was in rags and covered with blood, if it weren't for his unearthly appearance, he would definitely be considered a great traitor.

Lin Yun prevaricated on the grounds that he got lost in the forest and separated from his team, and then encountered fierce beasts and fought with them, and only came here to meet them after nine deaths, although the eyes of those people were full of doubts, but they were not questioned by the other party again.

After all, they all understand that everyone has some secrets, and if others don't tell them, they have their own reasons.

Among this team, the leader was a middle-aged man over forty years old, with high muscles, looking like he was infinitely powerful, and his voice was very loud when he spoke, Lin Yun knew from other mouths that this person's name was Niu Da, and he was the captain of the hunting team in their village.

Lin Yun inquired about the location of Yin Mountain, but unexpectedly, Niu Da's big eyes suddenly glared at him, and at the same time, the other people also looked at him with unkind faces.

Lin Yun could see from their expressions that these people must know where Yin Mountain was, but looking at their appearance, it was as if they had a great grudge against Yin Mountain.

Lin Yun thought about it for a while, and then explained to them that he was a disciple of the Tianshui Sect and wanted to go to Yinshan to investigate some things, but because he was separated from the team and didn't know where Yinshan was, he asked them to inquire about it.

And his words happened to match his previous words, which made them unconsciously believe a little.

In order to win their trust, Lin Yun did not hesitate to release his spiritual power in front of them, show his strength, and become a fairy-like and elegant appearance, for a while, let them bow their heads one by one, thinking that they were immortals, and they were even more convinced of what he said.

Seeing their appearance, Lin Yun thought of Zhou Yu and the first time they came to Tianhao Village, and the villagers were all like this, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Lin Yun dispersed his spiritual power, lifted them up from the ground one by one, and told them that he was not an immortal, just an ordinary immortal cultivator, no different from them, but they were more respectful.

Lin Yun had no choice but to passively enjoy this sought-after gaze.

After that, everything seemed much easier, Lin Yun was told that Yinshan was in the land of Xishu, not too far from here, but it was not close, if you only relied on foot power and walked on foot, it would take about half a year to arrive.

Lin Yun also learned the reason why they looked at themselves like that when Lin Yun first mentioned Yin Mountain.

In their words, although the land of Xishu belongs to the gathering place of demon cultivators, and there are many demon cultivators, most of the demon sect cultivators will not intrude on the lives of mortals, but this Yin Mountain cultivation is different.

Although their village is thousands of miles away from the land of Xishu, this distance is a stone's throw away for the monks, and several villages around their village have been slaughtered and died in a miserable state, which is said to be the work of the cultivators of Yinshan.

Therefore, they can be said to hate and fear the cultivation of Yin Mountain.

Knowing this, Lin Yun wanted to say goodbye to them, but they were so hard to keep him, and he definitely invited himself to sit in their village, saying that it was stained with the immortal spirit of some immortals, which could make the whole village prosperous and make their descendants bless for a long time.

Lin Yun was a little helpless, but he still couldn't bear to refuse their invitation, so he went with them.

Getting along with these people, Lin Yun seemed to have changed back to the ignorant boy in Tianhao Village, and he felt kind and comfortable. His smile increased, and his words were no longer cold words.

When it was approaching dark, Lin Yun and his party finally arrived at Niuda's village. The village is small and surrounded by mountains, and it only takes a day of winding roads to get in and out.

Hearing that a god had arrived, many people in the village came to watch, and one by one they looked amazed and reverent. Lin Yun was looked at by them like a prey, and felt uncomfortable.

Fortunately, their village chief soon arrived, dispersed everyone, and took Lin Yun and Niu Da to his house.

The village chief was an old man in his sixties and seventies, with white hair and a rickety body, and a pair of eyes showing the light of a wise man.

He seemed to be well-informed, and he was not like others, although he was polite to Lin Yun, he was not too fanatical.

At the village chief's house, the village chief found Lin Yun a rough linen beater, Lin Yun changed it on, and had dinner with them. During this period, Lin Yun asked the village chief a lot about Xishu, and the village chief also explained to Lin Yun one by one, which made Lin Yun can't help but admire the other party's erudition.

After dinner, it was already dark, and Lin Yun got up to say goodbye. After receiving the favor of this village, Lin Yun didn't have anything of value, so he left the two Bigu Dan that he still had left to the village chief.

Under the gaze of the village chief and others, Lin Yun gently walked out of the village, along the mountain road, and gradually disappeared.

He didn't immediately speed up to Xishu, for him, Xishu is full of dangers, and his cultivation still needs to be greatly improved, so that in Xishu, he can have a foothold.

Soon, Lin Yun walked to a small town. It's late at night, but the town is still bustling.

There are many pedestrians on the street, most of them young men and women, in twos and threes, calling for friends. Colorful lanterns hung on both sides of the street, and peach branches were planted on the doors of every house.

There is a small river that runs through the town, and there are all kinds of lanterns lit up in the river. Everyone here has the joy of the festival on their faces.

Lin Yun couldn't help but wonder that in his image, today was not a holiday.

He inquired with the people in the town, and they told him that today was the Peach Blossom Festival.

The Peach Blossom Festival is a unique local festival to pray for a good harvest and a festival for young men and women to meet.

Throughout the year, there is only one day when young men and women can go out to the streets to play games and meet their loved ones without being bound by family and secular rituals, so the Peach Blossom Festival is also regarded as a festival for young men and women to fall in love.

Hearing this, Lin Yun couldn't help but smile.

"If Xin'er's crazy girl is here, I'll like it. ”

As he thought so, his eyes were drawn to a lantern placed on the side of the street. He walked up to the front and looked closely.