A group of men in black were lying in ambush deep in the woods and suddenly came out in droves without a word.
It seems that these are the masters that the Sword Sect can mobilize in the shortest time. Each of them has a cultivation level of above the eighth level of Golden Core, and the leader is even at the fifth level of Nascent Soul. It would be easy for him to kill Yun Xian.
Hidden weapons whistled, and the coachman, who had never seen such a scene in his life, was so frightened that he almost fell off his horse. But then he saw the widow who had just said she was sixty years old and had two children swiftly tumble out of the carriage window and kick a man in black holding a crossbow away, commenting: "You, a crossbowman, are so close to us? Get back and hide. Be a little more timid, okay?"
Qiao Lingshan drew her sword to meet the enemy, but she remained calm.
She had already mastered it, but she didn't realize it yet. Of course, with the presence of her senior brother nearby, she was even more calm and composed. She even managed to whisper to Yun Xian in the middle of the process, "Yun Xian, can you use the Eighteen Forms again? I didn't see it clearly last time."
"..." Yun Xian said, "Don't force me to fall asleep at this time. I'll die."
Qiao Lingshan: “?” What does that mean?
Feng Ye's combat experience had also been honed. He knew how to hit people with his violin. As he did so, he said fiercely, "Wait until Senior Brother comes and knocks you all out!"
Perhaps the eldest senior brother doted on his junior brothers and sisters endlessly. Yun Xian only saw a sword light bursting out from the distance, nailing the leader directly to the tree, and then there was no further action.
Indeed, Su Chi was incredibly easy to spot. Even if he covered his face and shrank down to a tiny size, every move was as sure as a stamp; everyone knew it was him.
Plain and unpretentious, just cut off the weak points.
Yun Xian dealt with the men in black breathlessly and felt a darkness in front of his eyes.
Sure enough, my body still hasn't recovered. My arms and legs become as soft as noodles when I move them.
Moreover, she discovered something else.
That is, Taiping's rebellious period seems to have come again.
It was no longer in her arm and was out of control. Yun Xian tried to draw the sword, but couldn't after several attempts. The opponent thought she was trying some new trick and was stunned. She found an opportunity to kick him out.
After dealing with this group of assassins, Yun Xian got back into the carriage.
At this moment, she remembered her sixty-year-old widow's setting. She didn't go through the window, but went through the door. She coughed twice to cover up her mistake and said, "Master, let's go quickly. If these people catch up with us, it will be too scary."
The coachman thought she was the scarier one.
But they were already on the bus, so what else could he do? Could he just drive everyone off? He could only keep running eastward with a stiff face covered in grease.
"Yun Xian." Qiao Lingshan sat across from her and frowned, saying, "I don't think this is the only group of people here. There will be more later."
"Don't worry." Yun Xian said thoughtfully, "If they come to kill us, they will kill us in one strike. We have already picked the strongest ones. The deeper we go into the Eastern Realm, the weaker the Sword Sect becomes. If they come again, their lineup will not be as strong as this time."
Feng Ye agreed.
Sure enough, for five consecutive days, many groups of people came one after another, including some unlucky bandits who came to rob people, but they were all easily dealt with.
On the sixth day, the three finally reached the border and successfully entered the territory of the Eastern Border.
I think Yun Xian's victory made the people in the Eastern Realm proud, and even in this border area, banners were hung.
Qiao Lingshan was still young at heart, and she was staring intently. Feng Ye was surprised and asked in a voice transmission, "My name is even mentioned?"
"Yun Xian, why don't you look?"
Yun Xian was worried that seeing a nickname like "Dog Dog Sword" would cause him to foam at the mouth and pass out. He waved his hand and said, "Empty name. It's all empty name."
As soon as they entered the Eastern Realm, the number of the pursuing troops sent by the Sword Sect decreased significantly. Naturally, Yun Xian didn't think they would give up so easily. A venomous snake lying dormant, wouldn't it?
We continued our journey slowly for another two days.
"Miss," the coachman said tremblingly, holding the reins in front, "Do you want to go further? If we keep going forward, there won't be any lively towns, and it won't be fun."
"Just keep going forward." Yun Xian said, "I'm not playing, I'm going home to visit my relatives."
"Visiting relatives?" the coachman muttered. "What kind of relatives can we visit in this place..."
Looking up, I saw that the nearby forest was dense and thick, blocking out the sun. The thick tree trunks were covered with bark that had peeled off due to drought, revealing the blood-red heartwood inside. It was a very strange sight to see such a devastated scene.
The climate in the east is cool and warm, so autumn shouldn't be like this.
The border was already sparsely populated, and not a single person was seen around here for a long time, making it suddenly even more eerie.
Feng Ye always felt a chill on his back, and he couldn't help but hug the guqin, shivering, "I always feel like there's a ghost here."
"Yes, there are ghosts. So what?" Qiao Lingshan said coldly, "You've seen enough ghosts in the secret realm, haven't you? You almost got caught by a ghost and taken as his wife."
Feng Ye: “…Yes.”
Thinking of this, he seemed to have no right to be afraid, and his chest suddenly straightened up again.
"Why is there no one here?" Yun Xian was even more confused. "Logically speaking, this is a Heavenly Rank mission, so there should be quite a few people trying their luck."
Although she was determined to get the golden bell, she always felt something was wrong.
The "people" she mentioned never included Zhong Changyao.
For tasks of this level, the reward offered by Xuanbao Pavilion is not public. The tasker can ask for it directly. If there is a reward, they will consider whether to give it.
Besides, if you complete such a task, your reputation will be higher.
Su Chi was still following behind him, not too far away.
Yun Xian thought that these days she had been eating and sleeping in the carriage, and occasionally fighting, and her eldest brother just followed behind her, as if he had never rested.
Don’t the strong need sleep?
As she was thinking this, she turned around and saw Su Chi appear beside her, extending his finger to explore.
The eldest brother's fingertips were clear and bloodless, with the joints clearly visible. He seemed to crush something in the air and said, "If we go any further, the spiritual energy will begin to fade."
It turned out that everyone had entered the territory of Tang Ling Kingdom.
Of course, this small country did not become like this overnight, and the spiritual energy suddenly disappeared within the dividing line. Instead, it started from thousands of miles away and became thinner little by little until it disappeared.
"Big Brother, do you feel anything?" Yun Xian whispered, "The extent of the spiritual vein loss in Tang Ling Nation is somewhat similar to that in the Eastern Realm right now."
During the last battle, Liu Shi once said that no genius would appear in the Eastern Realm in the past thirty years, which was of course true.
Such losses will not lead to a sudden extinction of talent. After all, the peerless masters from earlier times are still the backbone of the team. However, as the masters reach the end of their lives or die from injuries, this lack of successors will suddenly erupt, and no one will be able to deter them.
However, Tang Lingguo’s situation is even more extreme, as he can’t even produce spiritual roots.
This made her think more.
In the storybook, Jiange was destroyed because the mountain protection formation was broken, but the reason why it was broken was not described in detail.
The Jiange formation was built against the mountain, drawing spiritual energy from all directions. Unless the spiritual energy was suddenly cut off, it would never become ineffective.
Su Chi looked into her lively eyes and nodded slightly.
Yun Xian: “…”
Senior Brother Su Chi was indeed different from others. Even the amplitude of his nods was so small that it could be ignored, like wind blowing on stones. If they were not so close to each other, she might not have been able to see it.
Wow, the eyelashes are so long that they can be used as needles if they are pulled out.
Sure enough, after walking for another half a day, everyone couldn't even fly with their swords.
No matter how powerful a person is, he can only walk on the ground like a turtle.
Yun Xian dragged the sword and Feng Ye held the zither, but it was difficult for them to walk.
Taiping had been throwing a tantrum for quite some time, and when she saw that Yun Xian had no intention of paying any attention to her, she became even more furious and screamed at her back, "Change! Change! I don't recognize you!"
It thought that it had a body and now its status had been reversed, so Yun Xian had to serve it well. However, it didn't expect that this person would treat it equally. No matter what it looked like, he still firmly stuffed everything into its mouth, which really made it angry.
Yun Xian said leisurely, "Don't struggle in vain, Taiping. Ah, yes, you are the leader now, so should I give you a new name? Something a little more impressive. Look, your current appearance doesn't match your name at all."
Anyone who sees it will say that this is a magic sword.
Taiping actually didn't like the name himself, but the matter of changing the name must be left to the Sword Master: "Humph, what qualifications do you have?"
"Agree? If you agree, let me think about it." Yun Xian pondered, "I see that your whole body is red, your anger is soaring, your strength can cut the sky, it is beyond the control of ordinary people, and your evil eye can see through the universe. How about I call you-"
Taiping: "Cut the sky? Break the universe?"
Yun Xian: "Why not just call you Taijian?"
Taiping: “?”
"Yun Xian, what's wrong with the leader?" Qiao Lingshan was a little puzzled. "Why is it shaking all the time?"
Screams could also be faintly heard.
"It's okay, it's okay." Yun Xian said, "It's exercising. Have you heard of sit-ups?"
“…”
The group continued walking and finally saw an inn in the distance in the desolate area.
Although it is a bit shabby, it should be the only one within a ten-mile radius - after all, it is not the peak season now, and not many people come to Tangling Kingdom to mine ore, so there is no need for many inns, one is enough.
Su Chi took the bamboo hat handed to him by Yun Xian and covered his face with it. Then they all walked towards the inn together, exhausted.
It was already dusk, and only a dim oil lamp was on in the inn. The proprietress stood stiffly in front of the counter. When she heard footsteps, she looked over here.
With a quick glance, Yun Xian could only see her face wrapped in black cloth, with only her eyes visible. Her eyes were bulging, and the whites of her eyes were bloodshot, as if she hadn't slept for days. This was nothing for a cultivator, but for an ordinary person, it was too tiring.
Looking around, I saw a small inn covered with yellow paper.
There was a portrait of a woman on the yellow paper, with only three-tenths of the color on it. Standing quietly on the paper, she looked extremely beautiful, noble and elegant.
Presumably, this is the princess who has disappeared without a trace, neither alive nor dead.
But Yun Xian looked at the yellow paper and felt that it was more like a "wanted notice" than a "missing person notice," and the word "reward" was actually used. In a small country where the imperial family had not yet been eliminated, the princess was the emperor's daughter and had a noble status. How could she be treated like this?
The proprietress spoke, her tone even more irritable: "Want to stay in the hotel?"
"Yes." Yun Xian retracted his gaze and asked, "How many spirit stones a day?"
Su Chi lowered his eyes and went to take it.
"What spirit stones?" The proprietress sighed, her voice rising considerably. "What's the use of spirit stones here? You might as well go get me some rocks. I only accept gold and silver. If you don't have any, get out!"
Su Chi paused.
Yun Xian: "...Lingshan, do you have any silver?"
Qiao Lingshan: "I sent it back to my mother..."
Yun Xian: "Feng Ye, what about you?"
Feng Ye: "I never have."
Outside, spirit stones have always been in short supply and can be exchanged for gold and silver. But here, the situation is special. Yun Xian looked at the calm eyes of his eldest brother, sighed, and thought, his eldest brother probably doesn't have any either.
This is embarrassing.
Just then, the sound of a carriage came from not far away.
A luxurious carriage carved with gold and silver threads slowly approached from a distance and stopped. The curtain covering it fluttered without wind, and it was printed with the emblem of a golden silk magic grass.
Such a familiar carriage.
Such a familiar style.
ah!
Xue Lingxiu had just gotten out of the car when he saw Yun Xian rushing towards him like a gust of wind. This time, he even skipped the polite words and went straight to the point: "Brother Xue, can you give me some money?"
Xue Lingxiu: “…………”
Yun Xian raised three fingers sincerely: "I will definitely return it to you next time."
Bullshit! He took a deep breath, forced a smile and said, "Go live in a cave!"
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