330 The Poor Swordsman Can’t Afford to Be Injured
The appearance of Ning Yao and his group of ten people was very conspicuous. The villagers who were originally sitting at the entrance of the village, chatting, playing chess, or reading, all looked up at them with vigilance and curiosity.
Although they all wore relatively cheap low-level robes, their outstanding temperament and appearance could not be underestimated.
The villagers looked at each other, and soon someone came forward boldly, stopped at a distance not too far away, and asked, "Who are you?"
This is a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage.
Lin Yan smiled gently: "My fellow brothers and sisters are passing by here. Seeing that it is getting late, we would like to stay for one night."
The Golden Crow was setting in the west, and the sky seemed a little dark. According to the general rules of the cultivation world, it was indeed unsafe for Qi-refining cultivators to travel outside at night.
The villagers did not believe them easily: "Who are you from? Where are you going?"
"My brothers and sisters came out of the Rolling Shutter Gate and wanted to go to the Dark Sea Islands through the Great Peripheral Pass." Lin Yan said the words he had prepared long ago.
The Foundation Establishment cultivator who came forward to ask questions looked at them one by one and frowned, "You want to go to the Dark Sea Islands with your current level of cultivation?"
Wu Xin raised an eyebrow, obviously discovering something.
Lin Yan smiled awkwardly and bitterly: "To be honest, Senior, we have no choice but to do this. My master has offended some powerful person outside and brought trouble to the sect. My brothers and sisters have been wandering outside for many months and have never had a day of peace. In such a huge natural spiritual world, there is no place for us brothers and sisters!"
When he talked about sad things, his eyes turned red and he lowered his head to wipe away his tears.
Ning Yao was amazed by what he saw.
Isn’t Second Junior Brother’s acting so good?
No wonder his master always lets him do any job that requires fooling people.
“Don’t be too sad, young friend.” The Foundation Establishment cultivator opposite was somewhat moved and said a word of comfort, but he was still not completely relieved and still looked at them carefully, “Do you still have monks in your Rolling Curtain Sect?”
Wu Xin's expression suddenly became even more sad than Lin Yan's.
Lin Yan sighed and said, "My junior fellow apprentice was abducted by our master's enemy when he was young and became a monk. We only recognized each other recently."
Master Kuhai did have a grudge against Jiang Yichen, but due to his status as a Tribulation Crossing Stage, he could not argue with Jiang Yichen, who was in the Fusion Stage.
The master's ambition in this life, apart from saving all living beings, is to hope that Jiang Yichen can advance to the Tribulation Crossing Stage as soon as possible so that he can beat Jiang Yichen without any psychological burden.
On Wu Xin's dignified and compassionate face, there was a hint of deep struggle and guilt.
This made the Foundation Establishment stage villager who asked the question feel embarrassed, so he could only look away, and his eyes soon fell on Jiang Xin and Jiang Xiao again.
Jiang Xin had been told, so she lay obediently on Ning Yao's shoulder without saying a word.
Jiang Xiao was sleeping on Zhao Shi's back, unaware of what was happening outside.
The little guy's delicate face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and he looked dying.
"Why is there such a young child?" asked a villager in the Foundation Establishment Stage.
Lin Yan's sadness, which had just subsided, came flooding back: "These are my junior brothers and sisters. We are all grown up, so it's not a big deal to suffer a little, but I feel sorry for my junior sister and brother. You can see that my junior brother is seriously ill, and my junior sister is just a mortal without spiritual roots..."
Lin Yan became more and more sad as he spoke. He covered his face and cried, unable to speak.
Chu Linfeng turned his head away, covered his face, and thought about all the sad things in his life before he could hold back his laughter.
There were no flaws on these teenagers, and the villagers in the Foundation Establishment Stage thought that the children would be easy to target, so they planned to make their move on Jiang Xin and Jiang Xiao.
He asked Jiang Xin with a smile: "Little girl, where is your rolling door?"
"In the mountains." Jiang Xin said softly.
"What mountain?"
Jiang Xin only knew Jiang Yun Peak, but she had no idea in which mountain range the Tianshui Sect was located, so she could only shake her head.
The foundation-building monk asked again: "What is there in the mountain?"
Jiang Xin counted on her fingers: "There are big rabbits, big tigers, and birds that can fly. Some mountains even emit smoke with a nasty smell."
At this point, she seemed to smell the scent of the poison-making competition between the Weapon Refining Peak and the Spiritual Pill Peak again, and she covered her mouth and nose in disgust.
The villagers in the Foundation Establishment Stage had no idea what the rabbits, tigers, and flying birds she was referring to; they just sounded like ordinary wild beasts.
Since ancient times, places with rich spiritual energy have all been sacred mountains and beautiful waters with breathtaking scenery. Jiang Xin's description is even worse than poor mountains and bad waters, which shows that the living environment of the sect is not very good.
It seems that this unknown rolling shutter sect is really just a small sect that can't get a good location.
"What are you doing going to the Dark Sea Islands?" asked the Foundation Establishment Villager.
"On the one hand, it is to avoid the master's enemies, and on the other hand, it is for the sake of my junior brothers and sisters." Lin Yan said.
The Foundation Establishment cultivator was puzzled: "For these two children?"
Lin Yan hesitated and said, "We can't find a way to heal my junior brother on the mainland, so we want to go to the Dark Sea Islands to try. In addition, I heard that the fake spiritual roots there are cheaper, so I want to save money to buy one for my junior sister."
When the fake spiritual roots were mentioned, the eyes of the villagers in the foundation-building stage flickered slightly: "How many spiritual stones are you prepared to pay for them?"
Lin Yan was extremely embarrassed: "We are short of money, and it would be great if we can buy the cheapest pseudo spiritual root for Junior Sister. Moreover, Junior Brother's injury is more important. If we can save up spiritual stones, we have to treat him first."
The vestments they wore were very worn, but very clean, showing the group's embarrassment and upbringing.
As the conversation unfolded, other villagers at the entrance of the village gradually moved closer to watch.
Someone asked suspiciously: "You are all so poor, do you have spiritual stones to pay the customs fee?"
Ana Shen’s eyes widened, looking ignorant: “What customs clearance fee?”
"You have to pay a customs fee to the Great Zhou court before you can take their shuttle boat to the Dark Sea Islands. I remember it was about 20 to 30 high-grade spirit stones per person. There are ten of you in total, so you need to prepare at least 200 to 300 high-grade spirit stones. Do you have them?"
As soon as the words fell, the faces of several young men with good acting skills changed drastically: "Why is the court still collecting spirit stones?"
The villagers sneered: "What's the use of spiritual stones these days? Do you expect the Great Zhou court to work for you for free?"
For a moment, everyone was speechless.
Jiang Xin's little head turned around, and she seemed to have sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and asked pitifully, "Can't we go to the Dark Sea Islands?"
She curled her lips and looked like she was about to cry.
[I'm so sad. I will never be able to eat the rainbow candy made by the witch aunt again. 】
Ning Yao struggled to control his expression and comforted her in a hoarse voice: "Don't be sad, I will work hard to earn spirit stones in the future."
Before Jiang Xin finished speaking, the villagers next to her laughed: "You are a sword cultivator, it's good enough for you to support yourself, how can you save up spiritual stones to send your sister to the Dark Sea Islands? Not to mention buying her a fake spiritual root."
There is no malice in this statement; it is a purely objective description of sword practitioners in the Qi Refining Stage.
Ning Yao spent his entire Qi Refining period in the sect. With Qi Lanqing taking care of him, he never suffered from poverty.
But after he established his foundation and went out to gain experience, he did go through a period of extreme poverty.
Memories of the past came flooding back like a tsunami, and Ning Yao's eyes suddenly turned red.
The poor swordsman can't afford to get hurt.
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