On an official road in the north of Qi country, it is polite to say that it is an official road, and when the weather is fine, you can still hear the sound of the bluestone slab shaking, and when it rains, there are only muddy puddles everywhere. The two poor neighbors of Qi and the Northern Jin Dynasty got together, and it seemed that they were so cold that they couldn't get the money to build the road, especially in recent years, the Qi State has deteriorated, and the Jin Kingdom, which is difficult to brother, has begun to have less contact, and the trade between the two countries is even less, and gradually no one goes to this road.

On a hot day, there was a rush of footsteps on the sparsely populated official road, and the strange place was that there was only a passer-by on the road, who was a handsome young man, who may have been dressed in a wide blue robe, so that his body looked a little thin, but every foot of this young man stepped on the ground was as heavy as ten thousand jun, and the old bluestone slab could not help but toss and break a lot.

As if he was tired of running, the young man buffered a few steps and stopped, not in a hurry to kick the air, but put down the black horse on his back, the black wind seemed to be bumpy and not light, and he didn't forget to splash and joke when he got off the ground, Ji Lingsheng wiped off his sweat, looked back at the winding path like a snake, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief after finding that there was no abnormality.

Carrying a horse weighing more than a thousand catties on his back and running for hundreds of miles, even if Ji Lingsheng cultivated close to the three gates of the Xuangong Palace, it was the Shengmen of the eight gates of the Xuangong Palace, and he felt spiritual exhaustion for a while, and he felt dizzy in his mind, and couldn't help but stay for a while, and when he came back to his senses and looked south, he only saw a few sparse greenery covered by dust, and after putting his mind at ease, Ji Lingsheng climbed on the horse's back and continued to flee north.

Without that heavy scythe, Hei Feng was much easier to run, more than a step faster than Ji Lingsheng.

Ji Lingsheng naturally won't lose the entry knife, he has a cloth bag called a void bag hanging around his waist, but the palm is big, but it can hold all things, and it can only be driven by spiritual power, like a treasure unique to cultivators, the entry scythe is lying in the void bag at this time, and there are several yellowed scriptures, all of which Ji Lingsheng took with him when he followed Zang Xingjie to the Immortal Sect to stir up trouble.

After coming out of the wine shop in the south of Qi State, Zang Xingjie took Ji Lingsheng to touch the mountain gate of Xianzong overnight, fortunately, the black-clothed swordsman still knew the way, otherwise whether the two could break the peripheral confusion is two words, after entering the meeting of a disciple of the Immortal Sect, who happened to be an acquaintance of the black-clothed swordsman, he insisted that the swordsman was out and couldn't get down and came back to pick up the old business to beg for food, the result was obvious, the angry Zang Xingjie immediately took the opportunity to knock out the bastard, and that night he took Ji Lingsheng to steal into the Xianzong's scripture pavilion, and stole a few scriptures while the scholar who was guarding the pavilion was lazy and resting, and took a false bag in his hand, and threw it to Ji Lingsheng, and he didn't take anything, Guangtule went quickly, Ji Lingsheng didn't care, and took it all.

Ji Lingsheng picked out a few interesting introductory tricks, and the rest of the exercises Heart Sutra were all abandoned, the old man said that this thing stealing from others is just picking up people's teeth and wisdom, and it can't go far, and only what you think about is the king's way, Zang Xingjie has no objection to this, he himself is the pioneer of creating his own kendo by trying his own way, of course, he will not persuade Ji Lingsheng to follow the current affairs.

Ji Lingsheng didn't want it, and the black-clothed swordsman wouldn't be kind enough to leave a little fire for the Immortal Sect, so he simply burned it and waited until the fire was too big to be extinguished, and then he smashed his mouth and prepared to leave.

The fire alarmed dozens of people from the Immortal Sect, and the sect master and the two Xuangong consummations came out one after another, vowing to arrest the two thieves and refine the Dan furnace, Ji Lingsheng and Zang Xingwei had already made preparations to escape, and without waiting for this side to come back to their senses, they fled two thousand miles away in two ways.

Heifeng is a good horse that travels thousands of miles a day, but it is a short board in endurance, it is barely enough to run for a day, and it is impossible to run a little more, in desperation, he has to alternate people and horses to hurry, Ji Lingsheng rode for a day, and the next day he changed to a man and a pack horse, and fled from the central part of Qi to the north without sleep.

Sitting on Hei Feng's back, looking at the hustle and bustle behind him, Ji Lingsheng took out a little dry food from his empty bag and stuffed it into Hei Feng's mouth, he hadn't eaten for a day, and Hei Feng, who was quite picky about food, couldn't help but feast on it, and even the wind and sand that blew into his mouth tasted.

Ji Lingsheng held the neck of the black wind horse, wiped his hand on the empty sac, and a yellowed line bound book appeared in his hand, the title of the book was vaguely marked, and even the small half of the chapter was incomplete, Rao is so, except for Qingyunzi's blue book, Ji Lingsheng, who has never been in contact with the cultivation method, still can't take his eyes off it, his mind is all on the nameless book, let the black wind choose the way to escape, the ancients said that the way of reading, first read the book thin and then read the book thick, this is inseparable from the word heart, at this time Ji Lingsheng, who became dirty at the mouth of Siyue, actually had a little bit of the look of a reader, although he couldn't do ten lines at a glance, and even had to delay for a long time in the difficult and obscure place, but he had no confusion to solve the puzzle, thirst for knowledge is the food that makes readers hungry, Ji Lingsheng is not a reader, and at this moment he probably knows how those nerds can be obsessed with the small words.

The sun was slightly set to the west, and two hours had passed on the earth.

At the intersection of Qi and the Northern Jin Dynasty, a horse galloped quickly, Ji Lingsheng was bumped a lot, but the scriptures in his hand never shook a little, his eyes were always level, he didn't look at the desolate scenery outside the Sai, he didn't hear the long howl of the eagle hitting the sky, as if he was stuck in a book and couldn't extricate himself.

It is only one step away from the Qi State to the Northern Jin Dynasty, and there is only a boundary monument erected on the border line between the two countries, and there are no officers and soldiers stationed, and there is no beacon outpost, as if it is a wasteland where no one enters or leaves. Qi and the Northern Jin Dynasty have been adjacent to each other since ancient times, and have never turned against each other, not because of close relations or cold lips, but even if one side captures the other, it may not be able to reap the benefits, Qi is because it can't fatten the barren land of the Northern Jin Dynasty, and the Northern Jin Dynasty doesn't want to be eyed by the other four countries after eating the grass on the edge of the nest. The Qi State did not have the ability to go north, and the Jin State did not have the courage to go south, so the border defense was useless, and setting up a soldier on the border between the two countries was like a loss of labor and money.

When crossing the dispensable border line, Ji Lingsheng finally glanced sideways slightly, glanced at the unpretentious boundary monument, he had heard a little about the Northern Jin Dynasty when he was in Siyue, and heard that it was a declining dynasty with the right time and place and the first two occupied, perennial natural disasters continued, and the feng shui geology was the worst in the south, and the land that could be cultivated accounted for only a few, and naturally the people were also the least among the six countries in the south.

Different from the cowardly concession of the Qi people, the folk customs of the Northern Jin Dynasty are extremely fierce, the speech is choking people without ambiguity, and it is not a problem to dance knives and guns. The yamen of the Jin State is loose, and the emperor can't control these nomadic Diao people, not to mention that the emperor of the Northern Jin Dynasty is also deliberately indulgent, so that the enemy always can't find a place to reason when he comes to the door, and he can't beat this group of reckless people, and when he moves to the court, there will immediately be dozens of irrelevant Northern Jin people who come out to give false testimony.

Approaching dusk, Hei Feng was guided by the smoke to find a small village, there was an inn at the head of the village, Ji Lingsheng closed the book, looking at Hei Feng's flattering appearance of turning his lips, Ji Lingsheng couldn't help but laugh dumbly, the tension of being chased and killed dissipated a little, let Hei Feng wait for a while, Ji Lingsheng entered the inn to pack a few portions of sauced beef and roast chicken, of course Ji Lingsheng had no silver, it happened that Zang Xingwei took a lot of gold and silver in Xianzong, and he was too cumbersome, all in Ji Lingsheng's empty bag.

Ji Lingsheng heard a few interesting anecdotes in the inn, one of which was that after the fall of the Western Zhou Dynasty, about forty percent of the Western Zhou Dynasty relics were unwilling to be slaves of the dead country, trying to rebuild the Western Zhou Dynasty.

Now that the new emperor of Siyue has ascended the throne not long ago, he is busy suppressing the Dongyue that is about to move, and it is not good for Dahua to get involved in the land of the Western Zhou Dynasty, and the Dahua adjacent to the Western Zhou Dynasty has also been in civil strife in recent years, and he can't take his hand to swallow that piece of good fat, but the Northern Jin Dynasty, which has a thin land, is quite interested in this, and intends to slowly plot it, and take advantage of a point. Just facing a Northern Jin Dynasty, Hou Zhou still seems to have spare strength, but those big people who are vertical and horizontal do not seem to be optimistic about Hou Zhou, these Western Zhou orphans are still unformed scattered sand in the end, and when one of the countries of Dahua or Siyue eases up, Hou Zhou will become a situation of trapped beast fighting, and it will not be far away from the death of the country again.

The second anecdote is that the fog area in the northwest of the Jin Kingdom has stopped expanding in recent days, and there are signs of contraction, as the biggest danger in the south, it has naturally attracted a lot of attention, and there are many people who rush to hunt for curiosity when they hear the wind, and there are very few who dare to explore it, I heard that a few monks have entered, but only a few days later, there is no news coming, and the truth of the fog dissipation is not known.

Walking out of the inn, before Ji Lingsheng opened the sealed bag, the black wind guy smelled the meat and rushed up, Ji Lingsheng had to tear off half of the roast chicken and throw it over, the black wind horse probed, bit half of the roast chicken and screamed, but he didn't swallow the bones, and after returning to gobble down a few bites, Ji Lingsheng didn't stop long, climbed on the black wind and continued to run northwest.

At the same time, on the border between the Northern Jin Dynasty and the Qi Kingdom, there was a black-robed Taoist priest who slowly crossed from the south, and in the eyes of others, the Taoist priest was indeed walking, but the Taoist priest could be an ordinary person dozens of steps away, and in just a few breaths, the Taoist priest crossed hundreds of steps to stand beside the boundary monument.

The Taoist priest has a clear appearance, and the brilliant fairy aura can't be seen, but the demonic aura is a little bit, the Taoist priest's shoulder is wrapped around this pitch-black little snake, the black snake spits out the letter, just facing the direction of Ji Lingsheng's escape, caressing the head the size of the black snake's fingernails, the Taoist priest stood with his head down, and the gloomy atmosphere was a little more.

After standing for a while, the Taoist priest finally raised his legs, no longer walking leisurely, but running like the wind, his big sleeves were wrapped in yellow sand and flying, his Taoist robe was bulging into a round, and every step could step out of a big pit, and in the blink of an eye, the figure of the Taoist priest disappeared.