Chapter 304

A cup of wine in the lingering autumn, the host offers a toast for the guest's longevity. The master travels west and is trapped without returning, the family breaks the willow by the door. Ma Zhou was once a guest in Xinfeng, the world is old and desolate, and no one knows him.

Tianhuang City, Dilao Pavilion.

Tianhuang City is located on the edge of the famous Tenggerila Desert in the Central Domain Immortal Continent, and is known as the northern gateway of the Central Domain Immortal Continent.

Leaving the north gate of Tianhuang City and passing through the desolate Tenggerila Desert, opposite is the snow-covered Beiju Luzhou.

Dilao Pavilion is built in the most prosperous city center, seven or eight meters high, with two floors, each floor having four or five wooden tables.

On the second floor of Dilao Pavilion, by the window, there is a square Eight Immortals table.

On the mirror-smooth table are a plate of mutton, two small side dishes, and four liquor pots.

A dusty young man is drinking old liquor bowl after bowl.

This person is Zhang Xingyu.

It has been three months since he left the Myriad Laws Immortal Sect.

Three months ago, in order to send his beautiful master to the position of True Transmission Disciple, Zhang Xingyu racked his brains.

After killing off tens of millions of brain cells, he finally obtained a valuable piece of information from Grandmaster Zhou Baitong with a barbecue meal.

According to Zhou Baitong, ten thousand years ago, a genius and stunning figure who appeared briefly in the Xuantiandalu, the Tianxing Dao Venerable, once existed.

Tianxing Dao Venerable was a rogue cultivator; from his sudden appearance to his disappearance without a trace, it was only a short few hundred years.

In these short hundred years, he killed countless peerless geniuses of immortal cultivation sects, and even uprooted a major immortal cultivation sect.

In order to capture him, the ten major immortal sects united and established the "Slaying Evil Alliance," composed of over a hundred Integration-stage Dao Venerables.

However, even the Slaying Evil Alliance, with its many experts, could not gain any advantage in his hands.

Thirty-six Dao Venerables were killed in battle, fifty-eight Dao Venerables were seriously injured, yet Tianxing Dao Venerable still ran rampant.

He called himself Tianxing, claiming to act on behalf of Heaven to punish, and to topple all the corrupt immortal cultivation sects.

The ten major immortal sects had no choice but to invite out three Mahayana-stage Dao Lords who had been in seclusion for years.

The three Mahayana-stage Dao Lords set up a net of heaven and earth, and finally surrounded Tianxing Dao Venerable.

They attacked simultaneously and seriously injured Tianxing Dao Venerable.

Just as they were about to capture and suppress Tianxing Dao Venerable, he performed the Blood Explosion Technique and forcibly broke out of the array set up by the three Dao Lords.

The place where Tianxing Dao Venerable finally disappeared is this very Tenggerila Desert.

For tens of thousands of years, major immortal sects have sent countless experts, and they have searched this desert thousands of times, but they have never found his trace.

Some say Tianxing Dao Venerable is long dead, and his magical treasures and inheritance should be left in this desert. Others say Tianxing Immortal Lord is not dead, and he should still be hiding somewhere in this desert, recuperating.

As a result, a large number of cultivators come here every year to try their luck. Of course, when they encounter each other, it is inevitable that they will turn their swords against one another. This Tenggerila Desert has also become a place of great danger in the Central Domain Immortal Continent that makes people change color at the mention of it.

Naturally, Zhang Xingyu is also here to try his luck. It is said that Tianxing Dao Venerable has a Cave Heaven magical treasure in his possession. In this Cave Heaven magical treasure, time is slowed down by hundreds of times. Cultivating for one day in that Cave Heaven magical treasure is equivalent to cultivating for one year in the outside world.

If he could luckily obtain this Cave Heaven magical treasure, he would have a great chance of helping his beautiful teacher advance to the Great Perfection of the Golden Core stage within half a year. As for advancing to the early Nascent Soul stage, there is also a glimmer of hope.

Opposite Zhang Xingyu, Demon King Hali is gently patting toner onto her pretty face.

It is late autumn now, and the northern weather is cold and dry, making her delicate skin slightly rough.

Zhang Xingyu is calculating in his heart while drinking.

This Tenggerila Desert is thousands of miles in radius; wanting to find this Cave Heaven magical treasure is no different from looking for a needle in a haystack.

What's more, whether this Cave Heaven magical treasure is even in this Tenggerila Desert is a big question mark.

He and Hali know nothing about this Tenggerila Desert; if they rush in rashly, they will easily encounter danger.

If possible, it would be better to find a guide.

In addition, before going in, he must store enough food and water.

Without food and water, it would be very bad if they were trapped inside.

"Stinking beggar, get out of here! Don't dirty my clothes!"

Just as Zhang Xingyu was calculating, a roar suddenly came to his ears.

The sound came from the left, where a few well-dressed immortal sect disciples were sitting.

At this moment, an old beggar with disheveled hair and ragged clothes is lying on the ground beside the table, groaning.

Beside the old beggar, a twelve or thirteen-year-old little beggar is lying.

The little beggar is a girl, with disheveled hair, a face full of stains, wearing a set of tattered clothes full of patches, and a pair of thin, withered little feet covered in dust.

The little girl is shaking the old beggar's arm while sobbing non-stop.

"Grandpa, don't die! Grandpa, don't die! Wuwuwu..."

"Pah! Pretending to be dead! Get out! Otherwise, I'll make you regret it!"

A burly man with a full body of muscle spits at the grandfather and granddaughter, and then threatens loudly.

"Ouch, ouch." The old beggar lies curled up on the ground, groaning non-stop.

"Wuwuwu, wuwuwu." The little girl lies beside the old man, sobbing non-stop.

The burly man finds it annoying and pulls out the long sword on the table with a clatter.

"You old thing, you really know how to pretend to be dead. Unfortunately, I don't buy it. If you dare to groan here again and ruin my drinking mood, I will chop you up and feed you to the dogs!"

His sword tip sways in front of the old beggar's head, as if he would insert it into the old beggar's head without hesitation if he didn't get up immediately.

"Don't kill my grandpa!" The little girl begs, holding the burly man's arm.

"Little thing, get out! Otherwise, I'll kill you too!" The burly man raises his foot to kick the girl.

"Pfft!"

From the side, a chopstick flies over and pierces through his raised foot.

"Ouch! My foot."

The burly man howls, holding his foot.

"Who?"

His companions see this and pull out the long swords on their backs one after another.

"Swish, swish, swish."

A few bamboo chopsticks fly over again.

The burly man and his companions want to wave their swords to block.

Who knew these chopsticks were like they had eyes, bypassing their sword light one after another.

"Pfft, pfft, pfft!"

Several sounds of iron swords entering flesh ring out, and their palms are pierced by a bamboo chopstick one after another.

"Who? Who is it that wants to make things difficult for us disciples of the Taiyi Sect?"

The burly man and his companions look around, but they cannot see who made the move.

They look at each other, lower their heads to pick up the long swords on the ground, and go downstairs with gray faces.

Just as they walk down the stairs, the little girl helps the old beggar stand up.

"Grandpa, look." The little girl looks at the old beggar with a triumphant expression.

In her hands, she is holding several bulging storage bags.

"Well done! The old beggar's acting didn't go to waste." The old beggar touches the little girl's head, his face full of approval.