The next day, Jianlu Mountain Gate.

Yesterday's interrogation about Ye Ye's remnant soul didn't come up with anything.

It seems that Mo Qingshan does not know Golden Rex.

But Jiangnan recognized it.

However, the Yellow Turban Warriors will not act on their own initiative.

In other words, the person who secretly planned to destroy Jianlu was the one who drove the Golden Warriors.

But the Yellow Turban Warriors are Shinto servants...

This shows that the person behind the scenes is a Shinto monk.

This conclusion scared Jiang Nan into a cold sweat.

He didn't forget that Ye Ye was about to succeed, but he ruined the plan.

Naturally, the mysterious Shinto monk behind him also knew of his existence.

The enemy is in the dark and I am in the light.

Now when he thinks of this, Jiang Nan gets goosebumps all over his body.

This also made him urgent to improve his strength.

It's time to leave.

Early in the morning, Jiang Nan packed up his luggage and said goodbye to Mo Qingshan and his daughter.

Jianlu has never paid much attention to formality, even if it was the new swordmaster, the two of them came to see him off.

“I’m not planning on leaving here. I’ll come back and visit more often when I have time.”

Mo Qingshan solemnly handed Jiang Nan a green light sword. The sword's divine light was restrained and hidden, and there was a Taoist rhyme flowing on the exposed hilt.

Although Jiang Nan didn't know the specific grade, he thought that what Mo Qingshan gave him would not be too bad.

"Since you have become the head of my sword, I will leave this cyanotic sword to you."

"Thank you, sword master." Jiang Nan took the sword and nodded.

"Sir, this sword pouch can keep you safe." Mo Yizhen took out a light yellow sachet from his arms and handed it to Jiang Nan.

Jiang Nan took a look and saw two crooked words "peace" embroidered on it.

There were several tiny red dots on Mo Yizhen's jade-like fingers, which looked like they had been pricked by needles.

A faint fragrance comes from the sword pouch, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

"Miss Mo, thank you for your trouble."

Jiang Nan solemnly accepted it, tied it to the end of the cyanotic sword hilt, cupped his hands and said goodbye: "Jiang Nan, I'm leaving now."

After that, he took up the fairy sword he just got and went straight up into the sky!

The figures of Mo Qingshan and Mo Yizhen gradually turned into two small black spots, and in an instant they were obscured by the surrounding clouds and mist.

He was a little reluctant to give up.

Although the original person is already in his twenties, Jiang Nan has only been in this world for more than a month.

Most of the time is spent running around.

Apart from Wang Chunyun, Mo Qingshan and his daughter were the few people who treated him well.

Although the old sword master had some small thoughts in his heart, in the past few days in Jianlu, they truly regarded Jiangnan as one of their own.

It was precisely because of this that Jiang Nan stayed in Jianlu for so long.

But there is no banquet in the world that never comes to an end.

He has to improve his Taoism and acquire more magical powers, so he has to go to special places.

Riding Qingyan, he galloped between the clouds and mist, and the mountains and rivers below were as misty as a scroll.

Last night, he determined his next itinerary among several place names given by Wang Chunyun.

——Wu Tieguo.

This is a small country located on the border of Daxia. It pays tribute every year and can be regarded as a die-hard ally of Daxia.

Although Wutie Kingdom has a small territory, its military strength is not strong either.

However, its country produces various fine iron ores in large quantities.

It is said that 30% of the raw materials for the ironware used in Daxia's military supplies each year are produced in the Black Iron Kingdom.

As early as a hundred years ago, Wutie Kingdom established diplomatic relations with Daxia.

Wutie Kingdom sells various materials to Daxia, and Daxia relies on its huge strength to protect Wutieguo.

This is probably the relationship.

And because the relationship between the two countries is good, Daxia is in a strong position.

Therefore, the people of Wutie Kingdom have a very favorable impression of Daxia people.

Occasionally, people from Daxia come to Wutie Kingdom and are treated with courtesy.

Naturally, there are also some people who are too quick-thinking and deliberately come to Wutie Kingdom from Daxia to abuse this goodwill.

It's just that this kind of thing is very taboo, both among the people of Daxia and the imperial court.

The above is Jiangnan’s rough understanding of Wutie Kingdom.

And because he had already acquired the magical power of swordsmanship, Jiangnan was naturally self-taught in such basic techniques as swordsmanship.

He no longer has to ride a horse all the time.

Stepping on cyanosis, flying high in the sky, I truly experienced a feeling that I never dared to imagine in my previous life.

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He traveled during the day and rested in a nearby city or inn at night.

It's been another two months, the cold winter has passed, and spring is in full bloom.

Jiangnan went from winter to spring, from ice and snow to flowers blooming, and finally arrived at the territory of Wutie Kingdom.

Without staying too much in other cities, he immediately came to the capital of Wutie Kingdom.

After entering the city, the first thing I found was a restaurant.

He found that although the technological level of Shangyuan World was extremely low, the overall level of cooking skills was no worse than that of his previous life.

In addition, the aura of the Shanyuan world is rich, and most of its ingredients are meaty but not greasy, and have a unique taste.

I heard that some major sects also have special methods for cooking spiritual food. If you have a chance in the future, you must try it.

After entering the restaurant, it was very lively.

But since it was too early before noon, there were still many empty seats.

The waiter warmly invited Jiang Nan to sit down. He ordered a few dishes, took a cup of clear water, and then looked out the window at the March sky and began to think.

According to Wang Chunyun, this time's destination is the ancestral home of the royal family of the Wutie Kingdom, built at the foot of a sleeping volcano.

To put it bluntly, it is the tomb of emperors of all dynasties.

Jiang Nan also couldn't understand why they built the tomb under the volcano.

Of course, no matter where it is built, the imperial mausoleum is not something you can just go to if you want.

After all, although Wu Tieguo has good relations with Daxia, it is absolutely impossible for people to just jump on their ancestral graves...

That's not friendly anymore, it's something that can only be done by a heartless person.

How to get in, you have to think of a way.

At this moment, he heard a slightly frivolous voice coming from behind.

"Think back then, I only agreed to become an outsider Xiuyi after three visits to the thatched cottage of Daxiuyi!"

"Girl, you may not know that the thirty-six thieves who were full of evil in Daxia were killed one by one!"

"Think about that time! Each of them cried bitterly and begged me to let them go, but the next time I thought - I am the embroidered messenger who eliminates harm for the people!"

"Then the sword fell from the hand!"

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

"Let them fall to the ground with their heads!"

Jiang Nan was stunned - he could still meet his colleagues.

He turned around and saw a handsome young man chatting eloquently with a girl in green clothes who looked like she had no experience in the world.

And that young girl, twenty-eight years old, still in bud, has a clear meaning about her, just like the lotus bud on the green lotus.

At this moment, he was staring at the young master with a look of admiration, and said loudly: "Master Xiuyi is really awesome!"
To be continued...