Chapter 109 Acquaintance

Black pine forest.

Chen Luo sat in front of a cave to rest.

He has been on the run ever since he killed the wandering cultivator Wan Ming that day. Relying on the obsession that Wan Ming left behind during his lifetime, he successfully avoided several key search points. He also successfully took away some resources left by Wan Ming before his death, and recovered some blood.

But obsession is just obsession after all, not a complete memory.

Two days ago, Chen Luo encountered a battle in the Black Pine Forest with three independent cultivators in the late Qi Refining stage, and he almost capsized in the ditch.

It also allowed him to witness how fierce the independent cultivators were in fighting.

Many of their skills were learned during fighting, and they are two completely different systems from what they learned in the Shenhu Xianmen.

"Those people must have valuables on them. What a pity."

A trace of regret flashed across Chen Luo's eyes.

After a short rest, he stood up again and fled to the south.

Although he had never encountered the enemy who was chasing him, the brains of the two foundation-building monks had been giving him warnings, and even the brain of the mummy gave feedback.

Danger!

In this situation, Chen Luo didn't dare to stay in one place for a long time.

Follow the river south.

After walking for about half a day, the sky turned overcast.

The south has entered the rainy season.

Chen Luo used bamboo to weave a straw raincoat for himself and continued to move forward in the heavy rain.

The heavy rain washed away all traces of his escape. In the rain, he could clearly feel that the pursuit behind him had weakened. One of the two foundation-building brains no longer gave any warning.

After escaping for so long, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

“It’s spring rain!!”

On the distant hillside, the joyful voices of the farmers of Changnan Kingdom spread far and wide.

Chen Luo walked forward on the leaves like a ghost in the rain. When I heard the sound, I looked back and saw a small village over there. There were a few acres of paddy fields at the entrance of the village and an old farmer was standing in the water shouting. The young farmer and his wife next to them were bending over to plant seedlings. The scene was like a poem or painting.

Stepping on the leaves, Chen Luo rested for a while.

He took out a Qi-nourishing Pill and swallowed it to replenish the energy consumed.

Then he pulled himself together, identified the direction, and continued to escape.

During the process, he called upon the brain of the casual cultivator Wan Ming to restrain his own aura. The method of restraining the breath is something that comes naturally to the mind of the casual cultivator Wan Ming. I don’t know if all independent cultivators are so cautious. Even after death, they still retain the habit of hiding their aura in their minds.

About two hours after Chen Luo left.

A young man dressed in black and with a black-haired zombie head appeared at the mountain pass. The smell became weaker after arriving here. After being washed away by the rain, the smell could no longer be sensed at all. Even the black-haired zombie couldn't smell it.

“I can’t sense it.”

The disciples of the Corpse-Raising Sect stood at the edge of the mud, looking somewhat grim.

He chased all the way, and when he got closest, he could already smell the scent of the other person. But when he rushed over, he only saw the bodies of three killed wandering cultivators. It was as if the disciple of the Shenhu Xianmen could see his position, and he was just a little bit off every time.

After chasing for several days, he didn't even see what the other person looked like.

"Don't let me meet you."

The disciple of the Corpse-Raising Sect raised his hand and slapped the tree trunk next to him.

The pitch-black poisonous palm corroded the tree trunk in an instant, and the pitch-black poisonous gas corroded and spread, emitting hissing white smoke. In the blink of an eye, the trunk was corroded and the trees on it fell down with a loud bang.

This is the 'Corpse Poison Hand', the unique magical power of the Corpse-Raising Sect.

This disciple has been able to practice the Corpse Poison Hand to this level, so his status in the Corpse Raising Sect must be very high.

Half a month later.

Chen Luo successfully escaped the blockade of the two sects and found a remote small market on the edge of Changnan Kingdom. After paying the spirit stones, he boarded the inter-domain flying boat.

After many twists and turns, they finally arrived at the territory of She State.

But when he really arrived at She Country, Chen Luo didn't know how to get around.

Zhenren Wuwei didn't know how many years it had been since he last came down the mountain. When Chen Luo arrived at the place he mentioned, he found that this was not Beijiang Village at all, but a place called Mushan City.

Chen Luo asked many people here, but no one had heard of Beijiang Village.

Unwilling to give up, he went to the City Lord's Mansion again and looked through all the files there.

The result is still the same.

Beijiang Village does not exist at all. It happened more than two hundred years ago and the archives are no longer available.

There is one in Beigou Village, but there are no families with the surname Qi in that place.

"Maybe I remembered the wrong place?"

Chen Luo stood in Mushan City, not knowing what to do next.

The Shenhu Xianmen was already in chaos, and he couldn't go there to inquire at this time. He could only take things one step at a time.

The person must be found. If not possible, he can go to the She Kingdom Palace and ask the royal family to help him find him.

As a master of the ninth level of Qi training, he still has this confidence.

"Junior Brother Chen?!"

A voice sounded.

Chen Luo was also a little surprised. He turned around and saw an acquaintance.

"Brother Hu?"

The person who came was none other than Senior Brother Hu Qiudao, who had brought him, Huang Ying and others up the mountain when they first joined the sect! Hu Qiudao went down the mountain last year. At that time, Chen Luo was busy earning spirit stones and did not go to see him off. Unexpectedly, after going around in circles, they met him here again.

"It's really you! How come you came to Mushan City?" Hu Qiudao's face was full of surprise.

Only then did Chen Luo see that besides himself, Hu Qiudao was accompanied by two other women.

This senior brother who used to pick up and drop off newlyweds on the mountain has become the master of a wealthy family after coming to the mortal world. Judging from the attire of these two women, they should be Hu Qiudao's family members.

"This is my wife Junru, and this is her sister Junya."

Noticing Chen Luo's gaze, Hu Qiudao introduced the two people with a smile.

When talking about his sister-in-law Jun Ya, he touched Chen Luo. That smug expression reminded him of the time when he first went public and he called him "senior" and was asked a question in return.

This guy is still such a jerk.

“It turned out to be my sister-in-law and Miss Junya.”

Chen Luo greeted him with a smile.

It feels very cordial to suddenly meet an acquaintance in a strange place. Especially when they were in the mountains, Hu Qiudao and he had a pretty good relationship.

"Meet the Immortal."

Jun Ru and Jun Ya both bowed to Chen Luo politely.

Both of them knew Hu Qiudao's identity, and naturally they also knew what his junior brother meant. Even though the Shenhu Immortal Sect is in turmoil in the world of immortal cultivation, in the mundane world, it is still the dominant force. Before the sect is completely defeated, this influence will not spread to the world of ordinary people.

"Why did you come to Mushan City? Are you one of us?"

Hu Qiudao waved his hand, signaling the two to leave first.

After not seeing each other for more than a year, Hu Qiudao took Chen Luo to a restaurant and ordered a table full of delicious food and drinks.

Chen Luo briefly described the task assigned to him by Master Wuwei.

"Beijiang Village"

Hearing this name, Hu Qiudao began to think.

"Brother, have you heard of it?"

Chen Luo became excited upon seeing this.

He had originally given up hope, but he didn't expect the clue to come to him. It is true that when you are at the end of your rope, there is always a way out! Compared to the mundane world, the information held by immortal cultivators is the most accurate.

"There was indeed such a place, but it was more than two hundred years ago."

Hu Qiudao actually knew such a place.

He also heard it from the elders of his family, and he couldn't remember the specific details.

The family that Hu Qiudao belongs to is a local family of immortal cultivators, and the patriarch is a powerful man who has reached perfection in Qi training. In Mushan City, he can basically be regarded as a well-deserved local emperor, and his words are more effective than those of the emperor.

After getting the clue, Chen Luo naturally did not waste any more time. He pulled Hu Qiudao and asked him to take him to find Beijiang Village.

At Chen Luo's request, the two of them hurried back to the Hu family after finishing half of their meal.

The current head of the Hu family is Hu Qiudao's grandfather, a cultivator who has achieved perfection in Qi training.

The arrival of Chen Luo, the official disciple of the immortal sect, alarmed the entire Hu family, and they solemnly opened the central door to welcome him. This also gave Chen Luo a clearer understanding of the identity of the immortal sect disciples.

Especially in the Three Kingdoms area, the disciples of Shenhu Xianmen are like masters, and everyone has to bow their heads when they see them.

"The clues to Beijiang Village are indeed recorded. Please take this distinguished guest to the study to find them."

After hearing the purpose of Chen Luo's visit, the head of the Hu family immediately asked Hu Qiudao to take him to the study.

The Hu family’s study was bigger than Chen Luo had expected.

The two searched inside for half a day and finally found the clue they were looking for.

'Beijiang Village is the predecessor of the Xishan District of Mushan City. Two hundred years ago, there was a famine and the imperial court provided disaster relief. Later, five nearby villages were merged into one town, named Xishan Town. Later, the three towns were merged and named Mushan Castle. Xishan Town was changed to Xishan District. '

"There was a famine, and it's been so long, I don't know if anyone survived."

Chen Luo thought of Master Wuwei in his mind.

He didn't know what connection there was between Master Wuwei and Beijiang Village, but it must be something extraordinary for him to remember things that happened over two hundred years ago. For this, he also gave away a painting and a foundation-building insight, and the price was not low.

"It's been two hundred years. It's indeed difficult to find." Hu Qiudao also saw the sect volume.

"You are likely to fail in this mission."

He was not very optimistic about Chen Luo's mission.

There is no time limit for cultivating immortality.

When he was in the sect, he also did many similar tasks. Those foundation-building elders live to be five hundred years old. To ordinary people, they are like immortal immortals who have always been there. These people occasionally think of some mundane relatives and will also issue some similar small tasks.

For some of these tasks, people can be found, but for others, there is no place to find them.

More than two hundred years is too long for ordinary people. Judging from the average life expectancy of the people in She country, three generations have passed away.

"Let me go take a look first."

Chen Luo didn't have a good solution either. It was rare to find a clue, so he had to go and investigate it before he could feel at ease.

In particular, it also involves the foundation-building inheritance.

With the clues he needed, Chen Luo went to the front hall in person to thank Hu Qiudao's grandfather. This powerful man, the only one in the Hu family who had reached the perfection of Qi training, was very polite when facing Chen Luo. He sent him to the door before turning back to the house.

"Qiudao, you are not a simple fellow apprentice."

Inside the house, the old man said to Hu Qiudao.

A person who can create a family of immortal cultivators must have good vision. He had seen Chen Luo's cultivation level as soon as he saw Chen Luo the first time he entered the door.

The ninth level of Qi Refining!

According to Hu Qiudao, Chen Luo had only been an initiate for a little over a year. A genius who can cultivate to the ninth level of Qi training in just over a year will have a great chance of successfully building a foundation in the future.

It is natural to make friends with such people in advance.

"What's so difficult about that?"

Hu Qiudao was a little slow to react.

His cultivation level was still at the sixth level of Qi Refining, and he couldn't tell how deep Chen Luo was, so he just thought that he was hiding his cultivation level.

"In the future, you can spend more time with him and build a good relationship with him."

The old man glanced at his grandson and couldn't help but sigh.

Hu Qiudao's qualifications are neither good nor bad.

Medium four spiritual roots.

With this kind of qualifications, there is hope that one can stay in the Immortal Sect, but Hu Qiudao failed. He didn't earn too many resources when he was in the sect. He was busy with tasks every day, so at the end of three years he was still only in the middle stage of Qi Refining. This is also the norm for most cultivators. Not everyone can easily earn so many resources like Huang Ying, with Chen Luo and Senior Sister Shen as his backers.

The barrier from the middle stage to the late stage of Qi Refining is not so easy to break through.

There are many people who have used one card for ten years.

After leaving the Hu family, Chen Luo went directly to Xishan District.

The streets here are very wide and clean.

It’s just that it’s not very popular, and the two streets are deserted. When Chen Luo came over, a shop owner was sitting in front of his shop and yawning. There is a birdcage hanging on the eaves next to you, with birds chirping everywhere. Life can be said to be quite leisurely.

Chen Luo walked around and didn't see anyone, so he came to the door of the shop and asked the boss.

"Shopkeeper, I want to ask you about someone."

"have no idea."

The boss rocked his recliner and replied without even listening.

"Ten taels of silver."

Chen Luo took out a silver ingot from his sleeve and placed it on the table next to him.

These things were taken out from the treasure spot of the casual cultivator Wan Ming, and he had plenty of them on him.

'Silver, silver, there is silver'

The bird in the cage next to it immediately cried out excitedly.

"Excuse me, sir!"

Hearing the sound of silver, the shop owner who was dozing off the previous second suddenly jumped up from his chair as if he had come back to life.

He put the silver into his arms and the expression on his face turned into a flattering smile.

“Have you heard of Beijiang Village?”

“No.”

For the sake of money, the shop owner thought carefully for a long time before replying seriously.

"Have you ever heard of the name Qi Boyun? Qi as in Qi Tong." Chen Luo asked the information he wanted to know.

The name Qi Boyun was the one he saw in the Hu family's study.

But this is all the records in the Hu family study. After all, it is not an important family, and we are lucky to find a name for it.

"Qi Boyun"

The shop owner thought for a moment, pointed to an old house on the left and said.

"I've heard of a man named Qi Boyun. I don't know the last name, but you can go over and ask. His home is over there."

(End of this chapter)