Central China has a drought climate, and most areas are Gobi deserts. Although people in practice can avoid eating grains and have little requirements for the permanent place, no one is born to be a monk. All kinds of spiritual herbs also need to be nurtured by water and soil, so most of the population is concentrated near water veins.

Although the sand sea is called the sea, there is no water source inside it. Several rivers in the middle continent have gone from left to right, and the area is too wide, so it is called the word "sea", which means boundlessness.

There is no grass growing in the desolation of thousands of miles, so naturally there are no mortals living in it. Normal monks will not run into it without any trouble. Those who can act in it either make enemies but dare not show up and hide in it for refuge; or they are looking for a place where there are few people to retreat.

Central China is not like the nine sects. There are no decent sects, and there are no decent sects. The advantage of random cultivators is that they are free and unlimited. They do whatever they want. If they cause trouble, they don’t have to worry about their opponents taking revenge on the master’s sect. The disadvantage is that when they are in seclusion or recuperating, they are basically waiting to be slaughtered. Without trustworthy people to help and take care of them, they can only run to remote places.

Recently, a place where ancestors buried their bones was discovered in the sand sea. Countless monks came to hear the news, so there were naturally fewer people hiding in. However, the number of monks who were looking for treasures doubled. Not only were there several major families near the sand sea, but there were countless casual cultivators who took the opportunity, such as Xie Qiutao.

In midsummer in July, in the evening.

The sun had fallen down the city walls, and the heat in Feisha City gradually subsided. Although the ground was still as hot as a soldering iron, there were more and more pedestrians on the street.

Feisha City is the location of Qijia Zhongzhou. It is a private city with a fairy market inside. However, Qijia itself does not have handicrafts, and both buyers and sellers are outsiders. Strictly speaking, it is just a second-hand trading market. Qijia provides a relatively safe place for casual cultivators to earn some money from it.

This time, when I discovered the bone burial place in the sand sea, the first person to smell the fishy smell must be several aristocratic families around the sand sea. On the day the news came out, people had been sent to search. They had long had hatred for each other, and they would be life-and-death to avoid being taken advantage of by others.

However, these aristocratic families do not resist the wandering cultivators going in and looking for them. First, the sand sea has no door and cannot be stopped at all. Second, the bone burial place is dangerous and unpredictable. After coming out, there are still many jealous fellow Taoists. After finding them, few people have the courage to enter. Selling the news to several major families for rewards is obviously much smaller. No matter how many people in several aristocratic families have, they cannot search for a complete sand sea, and they are happy to do so.

At this time, most of the casual cultivators who came to Feisha City came to offer rewards. The Qi family even sent people to hang a rough map in the city gate, indicating the areas that had been explored and places with high possibility, and even reminded of the dangers so that the casual cultivators could go over and try their luck.

As the sun sets, the streets are already lit up, and noisy crowds are surrounding the city gate, and people are in and out from time to time.

In a tea shop downstairs at the city gate, a little girl with an iron pipa was sitting alone at the window, looking at the big map on the street.

Two days ago, Xie Qiutao chatted with people on the ferry and learned about Wu Yezi's bone burial. It is said that Wu Yezi's fairy sword was given by the black turtle in the north. It was possible that the monk who had five elements had picked it up in the past.

When Xie Qiutao heard this, he said that she was talking about her? Although she didn't use a sword, she could learn to pick up the fairy sword. She had the opportunity given by the Lord Zhiming, and was one level higher than the black turtle in the north of Yuyaozhou. As long as she got here, the fairy sword would not fly to her by herself.

So Xie Qiutao came over.

But what disappointed her was that Sha Hai was bigger than she thought. The fairy sword probably didn't feel her, and there was no reaction at all. It seemed that she had to go in.

The range of the sand sea is very large, and there are all kinds of cultivators who kill and seize treasures. Xie Qiutao is just a new arrival and is not familiar with the customs of Zhongzhou. In addition to remembering the map, he is also eavesdropping on the conversations of monks coming and going and judging the general situation inside the sand sea.

Xie Qiutao is not big and looks cute, as if she is ignorant and easy to deceive; but she can survive the path of cultivation alone and has a lot of experience in traveling around than ordinary people. At this time, she was wearing a cloak with a hat covering her face and did not attract the attention of others.

However, after carefully exploring the tea shop for most of the day, I didn't hear any useful news at all, but a few people came into her sight.

It was already dark, and people on the street were back and forth several times. When Xie Qiutao sipped his tea, he suddenly heard from the city gate:

"...I'll come to dig your grave with you. If you don't have a welcome ceremony when you enter the door, you won't bet or beat the drums, you have to prepare a carriage, horses and sedan chairs, right?"

"Brother Zuo is too famous. Once it is spread, those brave and fierce young people in Zhongzhou will definitely come to find trouble..."

"Are you afraid that I can't handle it? I dare not say that my Taoism is high, but when it comes to swordsmanship, no more than one hand can beat me. When they come to find trouble, you will let them directly hit the same level and fight me..."

"There is no such thing as Zhongzhou."

"It's fine if I don't have this. If I destroy people across borders with the weak and defeat the strong, I will lose face. Those who practice martial arts must 'point it to the point'. Winning and losing cannot make their opponents too ugly. Lao Lu, do you think this is the case?"

“That’s right…”

...

Very loud...

Xie Qiutao was full of questions. In a blink of an eye, three people came in from the city gate, all wearing swords. In front was an old man with a dull aura and two young men behind.

Even if the old man didn't show any atmosphere, just looking at his calm appearance, he knew that he was a normal person who could not afford to offend him.

The young man carrying a sword had a very stable aura. I am afraid that Daoxing was comparable to her, and he was also very promising in his youth.

The noble young man holding a folding fan next to him was amazing. He was as angry as a frost, and the wind was blowing. He was worse than ordinary people, but he walked in front of two people, looking like an opinion leader among the three. The other two were used to this, especially the old man, who nodded and agreed to everything he said.

If this happens, either the noble son has a high status, or his cultivation level is too high, or both.

Xie Qiutao was a little curious about what these three people were, but it was a taboo to spy on the path of cultivation. She had never known each other and had nothing to do with her. She just glanced at random and looked away, and continued to remember her map.

Near the teahouse, next to a street stall, there was also a young monk dressed in an ordinary manner, paying attention to the three people passing by.

After the three of them walked away and disappeared on the street, the young monk stood up and walked to a secluded place on the street. He took out the sign for contact and said softly:

"The young master of the Qi family is back, and there are two people around him. One is supposed to be Lu Shisan, the other is around 20 years old, with an unknown identity, but his cultivation is unfathomable. His surname is Zuo, and he claims that his sword skills are unparalleled in the world. Qi Jia and Lu Shisan are respectful to him..."

"The face is different from the portrait, but it looks a little similar, and I'm afraid I've used the technique of disguising..."

"I understand. Once you find out the next move of Qi's family, report it immediately..."

...

After crossing the ten thousand-foot mountain peak, coming to the desert, he entered the boundary of Central China.

Without the lights on earth, the starry sky and the moon in the sky will be much brighter. Looking around, apart from the yellow sand dunes, there are only stars that are more than gravel, and nothing else is left.

The night wind blew ripples on the sand dunes, spreading to the end of the desert. A big river lies across the earth, and there were also stars of green along the coast.

It is also here that traces of distorted light appeared under the blue sky, and then a small pleasure boat with lights appeared out of nowhere, slowly descending from the sky, landing on the surging Lianjiang River.

The pleasure boat is like a floating leaf under the vast world, and no one can notice it when it is conspicuous.

On the small deck, Tuanzi stood by the fence, blowing the hot night wind, and the white fluff swayed gently. Looking into the fields, his eyes were a little confused. Although he couldn't speak, he could still feel the meaning in his eyes. This ghost place where birds do not lay eggs is not the country of birds.

Although people in practice are not afraid of cold and heat, it is obviously meaningless to hide outside and watch the sand.

The three people on the pleasure boat were all in the cabin, preparing for the future itinerary with uncertain future.

In the room, Zuo Lingquan changed into a robe with a squid robe. His hands, which were originally smooth and unmarked, were also rough. He could see some calluses, which was no different from the poor swordsman who had been walking in the wind and sand all year round.

Her handsome face was also carefully outlined. Her hooked nose and a pair of tiger eyes, her hair was scattered and her big bearded face. It was no exaggeration to describe it as a big man with a beard. Her face looked like she was probably forty years old.

Shangguan Lingye sat sideways on the soft couch, pressing Zuo Lingquan's forehead, carefully modifying the details on Zuo Lingquan's face, and his smile makes him playful, so that Zuo Lingquan will not move.

Wu Qingwan couldn't bear to look directly at it, but she still held up the mirror and asked Zuo Lingquan to observe his honor, and praised:

"The craftsmanship is so good. Even Ling Quan's mother probably won't recognize her."

During practice, people can change their body shape and face, but when using magic to change, they will fluctuate their spiritual energy, which looks very strange. If you want to know the truth, you have to use this more down-to-earth method.

But there are many ways to disguise yourself, as long as it is not the same as the original appearance, Zuo Lingquan looked in the mirror and spoke:

"Just change your appearance, is it necessary to be so ugly?"

Shangguan Lingye gently raised Zuo Lingquan's chin, asked him to shut his mouth, and said calmly:

"This is called doing the opposite. This time you enter Zhongzhou, someone may be staring at you; they will definitely think that you will disguise yourself in anonymously, but they will never think that Qing Kui, the number one in the Nine Sects, would be so unattended to pay attention to appearance and make himself look like this.

Furthermore, is this ugly? The men in the Tieh-man mansion all have this look. In Situ's shocking words, it means 'a beard represents masculinity, and men without beards are all sissy'. The ancestor also likes this look, and I think it's good."

Wu Qingwan occasionally wants to be close to Zuo Lingquan. Facing this look, she really can't speak out, and shook her head and said:

"Actually, making Ling Quan a woman is more concealed and looks more pleasing to the eye..."

Zuo Lingquan shook his head quickly: "What a joke, it's good." Before he finished speaking, Shangguan Lingye put his head in a straightened manner. He could only lie down and wait for Shangguan Lingye to finish cleaning up.

Shangguan Lingye worked hard for a long time, and after the completion was completed, he stopped and nodded with satisfaction and looked out the window:

"I have arrived in Lianjiang. I will be near the Shahai tomorrow morning. Feisha City where Qi Jia is located is just outside the Shahai. Do you want to go over and say hello?"

Zuo Lingquan held a mirror, observed his face, and asked:

"That Qi Jia?"

"It's the Qi family of the little Qilin in Zhongzhou. Aren't you the "Three Masters of Zhongzhou"?"

Zuo Lingquan and Qi Jia had never spoken, and they might not be at home now, so they naturally said:

"I have agreed to come over with my name and run over to visit as a guest and the news leaked. Go to Shahai directly and leave after getting the things. You have to go to Taohuatan to get peaches, so don't get two things in the end."

Shangguan Lingye had this intention, so he just asked casually. She turned around and pulled Wu Qingwan over and started preparing to put on makeup again.

Wu Qingwan had just seen Shangguan Lingye's 'craft' and was obviously a little afraid:

"No need to be so troublesome, I'll do it myself."

"It's no trivial matter to go out and grab opportunities. People may lose their news if they leak a little. The dumplings will have to put on makeup later, so don't worry about these trivial matters."

"grumble?"

Seeing this, Wu Qingwan couldn't say anything more, so she could only sit down and let Shangguan Lingye take the initiative.
Chapter completed!