Chapter 100

Ningzhou, Hanyang Pass.

Wei Yuan rode a thin horse, walked out of the pass, and stepped onto the road to the west.

Wei Yuan was dressed in a cultivator's outfit, wearing a rain-cloth cloak, and wearing long leather boots, a thin horse, and two willow-woven square baskets behind the horse to carry luggage. This is the most common outfit for loose cultivators in the west.

It was just past noon, the sky was cloudless, but the sun seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze, transparent and red, and the edges were blurred. The air was sultry and humid, and most of the pedestrians walked until their clothes were so damp that they could squeeze out water.

Hanyang Pass is one of the majestic passes in the world, and it is also the gateway to Ningzhou. There are one hundred thousand majestic soldiers stationed in the pass, and the city wall is not high but wide, five zhang high and five zhang wide. There are eight giant crossbows in the city, which can shoot ten thousand zhang, and one arrow can hurt a Dharma Form.

Under the turbid sunlight, the three big characters of Hanyang Pass were somewhat mottled, showing copper green. The city wall was covered with large patches of moss, making the entire pass city look deep green.

Looking into the distance, this world is full of green, deep or shallow, and in the far west, it is a line of deep and humid dark green.

After leaving the pass, the road became muddy and pitted, with turbid mud pits everywhere. There were few people on the road to the west, and the two teams of people who left the pass with Wei Yuan turned left and right after walking only a few miles, leaving only Wei Yuan alone, riding all the way to the west. After walking only a few miles, the big road became a small road, and the small road became non-existent.

Looking around and seeing no one, Wei Yuan stopped his horse, walked to the water puddle on the side of the road, and scooped up a handful of water with his hands. The water was also green, feeling greasy in his hands, and there was a faint fishy smell. There were some extremely tiny insects swimming in the water, and some were drilling into Wei Yuan's palm.

Swarms of flying insects flew over the water puddle, and the buzzing sound was very loud.

Unlike the Liao Region, there is no obvious boundary line between heaven and earth here, and the further west you go, the more humid and rainy it becomes. Not long after leaving Hanyang Pass, large water pools began to appear on both sides of the road, and by the pool grew the black willow unique to this area. The trunk was deep green and black, and dozens of roots were stuck in the water. Looking from a distance, it looked like a strange creature with dozens of thin legs standing in the water.

Swarms of insects can often be seen on the water pool, buzzing and dancing. The further west you go, the larger the flying insects. If these flying insects bite on the body, one bite is a small blood pit.

This is the territory of the Western Witch Domain, where it rains for months at a time. Further west, there will be boundless swamps, and there are countless fierce poisonous insects in the water and forest. Although this world is full of water, it is like the handful of water in Wei Yuan's hand. If you drink it directly, it will be a serious illness immediately. The natural water sources in the Witch Domain are even more poisonous, and the air is filled with poisonous fog, and ordinary people cannot survive at all.

Wei Yuan finally dug up a lump of wet mud and looked at it, then washed his hands with Daoist arts, got on his horse, and continued to travel west.

Leaving Hanyang Pass is a place outside the law, there is no flying boat, you can only find a substitute or fly with your own magic tools. Wei Yuan's destination this time is Quliu Town, which is now the largest city in the Broken Domain, three thousand nine hundred li away from Hanyang Pass.

Yun Yun Feifei will meet Wei Yuan in Quliu Town, and then return to the Tai Chu Palace together. The information says that Yun Yun Feifei may have several fellow disciples, and Wei Yuan can place them in Hanyang Pass and take Yun Yun Feifei back to the Tai Chu Palace first.

At this time, there was no one on the road, Wei Yuan's spiritual sense moved, and a strand of black Qi entered the thin horse's body. The thin horse let out a long neigh, its speed increased sharply, and it ran to the west. Wei Yuan walked slowly when he met people, ran fast when there was no one, occasionally stayed in the wild mountains at night, and arrived outside Quliu Town three days later.

Wei Yuan stopped his horse outside the town, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the sky above Quliu Town, with golden light appearing in his pupils. In the destiny-viewing technique, Quliu Town was filled with black Qi, and there was faint blood light everywhere, but there was a place in the center where the blood light was sparse, and there was faint green Qi floating.

That is a suitable place to stay. Wei Yuan withdrew his destiny, the thin horse returned to its original state, and walked into the town half-dead.

Quliu Town was originally just a small town of a thousand people, and it changed hands repeatedly during the war, and was completely destroyed. After the Wuyu tribe army retreated, because of the convenient transportation, people of various tribes lived here slowly, and now there are more than one hundred thousand people living here, and the scale is far beyond that before the war. Coming here is reaching the center of this lawless region.

There are simple sheds and tents made of rain cloth everywhere in the town, the streets are narrow and crowded, and most people wear cloaks made of oilcloth, and then use cloth towels to cover their faces, not willing to reveal their true faces.

There are some shops on both sides of the street, and many people simply set up street stalls, and most of the things in the stalls have never been seen by Wei Yuan. However, there are not many things containing spiritual Qi at a glance, and they should all be waiting for people with poor eyes to take the bait.

Some stall owners don't look like they are selling things. They examine every passerby with cold and fierce eyes, just like poisonous spiders looking for dinner.

When Wei Yuan passed through the muddy and crowded streets, malicious gazes were cast from the dark places around, simply unscrupulous. Compared with Primordial Spirit spiritual sense, Wei Yuan really didn't fear anyone, and since he decided to be a sword cultivator, he was prepared.

On the way west, Wei Yuan thought carefully and set two major strategies: beating the grass to scare the snake and destiny fishing. As for disguising his identity, after repeated consideration, Wei Yuan finally chose a grumpy sword cultivator.

Sword cultivators originally had bad tempers, and Wei Yuan was a grumpy sword cultivator, so he naturally released his murderous intent and glared back without hesitation. In this way, most of the malicious gazes around disappeared naturally. But Wei Yuan already felt faintly that the two deep-spirited guys in the dark already had contempt. In this lawless place, the flashy guys are mostly simple-minded and prone to sudden death.

That's the impression Wei Yuan wants.

Wei Yuan played the grumpy sword cultivator with ease, but he didn't know whether he was good at being a sword cultivator or being grumpy.

Quliu Town was unexpectedly large, and it took several blocks to reach the center of the town. Wei Yuan saw a three-story wooden building. This is a rare intact building in the town, and it is quite large, with a backyard that circles half a block, and a plaque hanging above the main gate, with the words "Lie Flat Inn" written on it.

Wei Yuan looked at the suitable place to stay seen by the destiny-viewing technique, which was here. Wei Yuan reached out and stroked his two mouse whiskers, and walked into the inn's main gate with his head held high. Wei Yuan naturally would not use his original face to show people, and had long since changed into a fake face with Daoist arts. At this moment, he looked nearly fifty, with thin eyebrows and mouse eyes, and fierce light in his small eyes, which was both wretched and fierce, and at first glance, he was not a good person.

His cultivator clothes were a bit old, although they were magic tools, the grade was not high, and there was obvious wear on the corners, and the feeling of falling into poverty rushed to the top of his head. But Wei Yuan walked with a square step, trying his best to show an uninhibited look that didn't care about money at all.

Walking into the main gate is the dining hall, with seventeen or eighteen tables, basically full. The second and third floors are guest rooms. Several small courtyards were built in the back, specifically for wealthy people to live in.

As soon as he entered the main gate, Wei Yuan felt several malicious spiritual senses sweeping over, specifically looking at his waist, simply unscrupulous. It is just that compared to Primordial Spirit spiritual sense, Wei Yuan really didn't fear anyone, and since he decided to be a sword cultivator, he was prepared.

Wei Yuan visualized the immortal sword Dari of Xiang Xiaoyu in his sea of consciousness, added fierce sword intent to his spiritual sense, and swept it back fiercely!

There was a burst of pain and exclamation in the hall, several guests covered their faces with their hands, and some fell directly to the ground, spraying blood from their noses and fainting. A group of fish, turtles, and shrimps, fighting spiritual sense with Wei Yuan, who had already achieved the Dao Foundation, the outcome was naturally not very good.

The faces of all the guests changed, and they no longer dared to have eye contact with Wei Yuan. Wei Yuan chose a table at will, walked over, knocked on the table, and said coldly: "You, change seats!"

There were two middle-aged men at this table, dressed as traveling merchants, and no one knew their true identities. Seeing Wei Yuan looking for trouble, they didn't say a word, immediately got up and changed to the corner, not even wanting the wine and food on the table that they hadn't moved much.

Wei Yuan sat down at this table, called the waiter, and said: "Give me the most expensive courtyard, then put the luggage in, and also, feed the horse well."

The waiter looked at the thin horse outside the door and the two willow luggage baskets, smiled, and said: "Don't worry, I will keep your immortal steed well fed!"

The two words "immortal steed" made Wei Yuan very satisfied, and his small eyes were almost gone with laughter.

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Being able to be a waiter in an inn in this place is naturally not simple. He knows the temper of these sword cultivators. Even if they are too poor to afford the next meal, they have to come to a top-grade room, otherwise, the sword heart will easily be covered with dust. As long as these masters are served well, the benefits are actually not small. Many sword cultivators don't have much money, but they dare to spend it!

Wei Yuan called for some wine and food, ate two bites at will, and walked towards the backyard. At this time, the shopkeeper followed, opened the door of the largest courtyard for Wei Yuan himself, and then followed into the courtyard with a nod and a bow.

The courtyard was still clean, but the stone walls were covered with moss, and there were two small water puddles on the ground. Stone tables and stone chairs were placed in the courtyard, but they were all wet, and rattan mats had to be laid on the chairs to sit on. At this time, the sky had already begun to darken, and it was almost impossible to see without lighting the lamps and candles in the courtyard, while at this time in the Tai Chu Palace, it was still full of light.

The shopkeeper diligently lit the oil lamps and candles, led Wei Yuan to sit in the room, and then asked with his hands folded: "Where does the immortal master come from, and where are you going?"

Wei Yuan's face sank, and he said: "Why, does this place still have a government office, and do I have to report what I want to do?"

The shopkeeper apologized and smiled: "You are joking, where is there any government office here? Even if there is, it will be lifted! I asked this because we have many other businesses, and we can definitely help you. You are an expert, look at our location, this building, this courtyard, don't you understand?"

Wei Yuan didn't quite understand, but still nodded and said: "I committed some things in Xijin, and I heard that there are many opportunities here, so I came to try my luck. When I am free, I also take business."

The shopkeeper's smile became even brighter: "I don't know which business you take?"

Wei Yuan pulled a sword from the willow basket and patted it on the table, saying: "Those who can use it, all take."

"Then I don't know how sharp your sword is?"

Wei Yuan rolled his eyes: "I killed a captain who was about to be promoted in Xijin, what do you think?"

The shopkeeper immediately said: "Understood! If there is a Dao Foundation looking for death, looking for you is definitely right!"

Wei Yuan said lightly: "Those who are tired of living in the earth rank can also look for me."

"Understand!" The shopkeeper's originally straight waist bent a little, saying: "Give me a name, it will be convenient for people to praise your name in the future."

Wei Yuan said in a deep voice: "My name is 'Ding Sword Double Peerless' Li Zhi!"

"Okay! Maybe there will be a list tomorrow, as a sincerity, the room money for the first three days will be waived for you first."

Wei Yuan could no longer hold back his face, overjoyed.

(End of chapter)