The western wilderness is a vast territory, and it is the rainy season.

Zhang Yong spent more than ten days almost crossing the entire Western Wilderness.

There was not the slightest stain on his clothes.

On his face, there was a tiredness that could not be hidden.

"Whew~!"

Zhang Yong let out a sigh and sat cross-legged at the eaves on the top of the city tower.

"It's here. ”

Zhang Yong put his right hand into his arms, and after groping for a while, he took out a package of animal skins.

He untied the package and took out the yellow ears of wheat that were bundled in the package.

He picked up a handful of ears of wheat, put it in his mouth, and chewed it heavily.

"That's it for you. ”

A Taoist in a green yin and yang robe walked behind Zhang Yong.

The Taoist is very handsome, his fair and clean skin is as bright and smooth as milk, and his red and full lips are imprinted on the white skin, which is particularly dazzling.

And under the thick eyebrows shaped like a lying silkworm, a pair of sharp sword eyes that were flashing at any time exuded a bit of majesty and sternness.

The Taoist straightened his waist and put his hands behind his back.

"Southern Xinjiang is no better than the wilderness. ”

"The land is mountainous and forested, and it is full of poisonous miasma. ”

"There are also many strange beasts and monsters. ”

The Taoist looked at Zhang Yong, who was squatting at the end of the eaves, and smiled.

"Most of the natives in the land are barbarians, who have been refining their bodies all year round, and they are all thick-skinned and thick-skinned. ”

"The barbarians have a hard time surviving, and they are ignorant and difficult to teach, and most of the lands in southern Xinjiang are not suitable for farming. ”

"Whether it is Buddhism or Taoism, there are not many believers in southern Xinjiang. ”

"Zhang Daoyou. ”

The Taoist accentuated his tone. Deliberately slowed down the pace of speech.

"Southern Xinjiang is not a good place to go. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Yong reached out to cover his throat and vigorously swallowed the wheat grains wrapped in his mouth.

He reached into his sleeve again and took out the skin bag containing the water.

He pulled the lid of the water bladder and took a sip of his head before catching his breath.

Then, Zhang Yong put the package and water bladder on the eaves beside him before standing up.

"Zhu Daoyou. ”

Zhang Yong quickly turned around and arched his hands towards the Zhu Daoren.

There were a few grains of wheat left in the corners of his mouth. There are also large water marks on the collar.

His tone was light and his demeanor was calm.

"For many days, I have been guiding Zhang Yong, and the journey is tiring, rain or shine. ”

"Now we have finally arrived in southern Xinjiang. ”

"Zhang Yong is so cared for and really grateful. ”

Hearing this, Zhu Daoyou raised his eyebrows and was silent for a moment.

He raised his hands and bowed to Zhang Yong.

"Zhang Daoyou, it's serious. ”

"Zhu Daoyou. ”

"I'm going to southern Xinjiang. The things that are planned are related to one's own life, and it is really not appropriate to tell others. ”

Zhang Yong's face was calm, and the pupils in his eyes moved slightly.

"Annoying Zhu Dao friends inform Tianshan Daomen. ”

"I'm so sorry. If there is something in the Tianshan Mountains in the future, and I do my best and do not violate the moral law, I will not refuse. ”

Hearing this, Zhu Daoren's thick eyebrows frowned slightly. After thinking for a moment, he secretly gritted his teeth.

"Zhang Daoyou, Zhu Yun knows. ”

"Your mind. I will tell Tianshan. ”

"The southern Xinjiang is vast, and even more sophobic in the west, Zhang Daoyou will take a long time to go, and the border mountains are horizontal and towering. ”

"Even if you are an empty cultivator, it is not easy to cross it. ”

"In order to prevent the blockade here, it is a big deal for bad friends. ”

"I'm going to stay here and wait, waiting for my fellow Daoists to return. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Yong was silent.

He silently lowered his hands and put them behind his back.

His face was still calm, and his tone was still light.

"So. ”

"There is Lao Zhu Daoyou. ”

Then, Zhang Yong sat cross-legged on the eaves of the building and took the package and water bladder beside him.

He still has a long way to go, and it is necessary to replenish his strength.

How many days?

Zhang Yong hadn't eaten for a long time since he broke through.

He chewed the stir-fried ears of wheat, carefully biting the shell of each ear, and grinding it slowly with his teeth.

Before he knew it, he had closed his eyes.

Zhu Yun put down his hands and looked at Zhang Yong, who was chewing ears of wheat and closing his eyes to rest, his face showed a trace of puzzlement, and then his eyes widened.

In that piece of heaven and earth, the breeze burst out, sweeping from the pass tower to all directions.

The surging vitality surged beside Zhang Yong without any barrier, like countless transparent flowing waters, fiercely intersecting in a place, constantly surging.

Zhang Yong closed his eyes for a long time, until he chewed off the ears of wheat in the package, and then opened his eyes helplessly.

The vitality that suddenly moved around him also dissipated in an instant.

"Zhu Daoyou. ”

Seemingly unaware of what had just happened, Zhang Yong put away the water bladder and package, stood up, and looked at Zhu Yun with a calm face.

"I'm leaving. ”

Zhang Yong waved his right hand lightly and stretched out his wide sleeves.

A flash of white light flashed, and six crow-beak-like segments were put together to form a handleless sword.

Zhang Yongyue stepped on the long sword, the sword body trembled slightly, the long sword sounded, and then rushed out of the pass and rushed towards the thick stacked forest green on the side of the moat.

Zhu Yun's eyes were sent to Zhang forever, but there was shock and fear in his bloodshot eyes.

In the midst of fear, there is also jealousy and envy.

When Zhang Yong had already walked away, Zhu Yun lowered his head slightly and blinked.

"Selflessness, vitality and harmony?"

"Is the Red Dust Breaking ?!!the Realm?"

Zhu Yun pursed his lips and clenched his hands into fists.

"The One Who Refines the Heart. ”

Zhu Yun raised his head and let out a long sigh.

"Unexpectedly, it was Qingfeng. ”

The scorching sun was in the sky, and the strong light that could scorch ordinary people couldn't open their eyes fell into Zhu Yun's eyes without any barrier.

Zhu Yun stared directly at the scorching sun, his face full of regret.

After a long time, Fang smiled bitterly and lowered his head.

In the grass cloud domain, by the lake.

The sky covered by dark clouds does not reveal a single gap.

The world shrouded in dark clouds does not have a trace of bright colors, only gloomy and gray.

The rain was pouring down, and the earth was wet.

Countless homeless people wearing hats, with thick hemp ropes on their chests, dragged wagons full of rocks and iron-clad wheels, and struggled with the mud that submerged the soles of their feet.

From time to time, some of the homeless people who act as slender men fall.

Most of those who fell were due to exhaustion, while others were cut by sharp stones buried in the soil.

The wounded were lifted from the mud on stretchers by their companions, and after the thick ropes were removed, they were taken to the camp of the displaced people.

Those who are weak will also be lifted up by their companions, but they will not remove the thick ropes, but will be arranged to follow behind the slender men, playing the role of supporting others.

There is no whip of the overseer, nor the ravage of the club.

But there were children in hats and the old and weak who followed behind the carriages of horses, and pushed carts in turn.

Among the displaced people, there are a few treacherous and lazy people, but no one complains about the hardships of labor.

Most of the displaced people have experienced a long period of displacement and have endured a long period of exploitation and oppression.

So, as long as there is a chance.

Who doesn't want to live a serious life?

Even if Liu Heng backtracks, what he painted to the homeless people is a cup of dove poison that will die if touched.

They can also drink it cleanly, and eat it as well as they can. (To be continued......)

PS: That.

I worked the night shift last year and couldn't wake up today.

And also.

In the previous chapter, I wanted to write about dividing the land into two hundred parts, but I ended up writing twenty parts.

I was wrong.

I was so wrong.

Other than that.

I would like to express my sincere gratitude to everyone who supported this book.