Three years of wind and rain, three years of winter, and the harvest was plentiful. At that time, no one in the three counties of Zangjing Prefecture dared to travel as he did with Daocheng. Even in the prefectural city, when he went to the prefect, he was welcomed with open arms and invited to a banquet.
"Sir, should I go and get rid of that guy?"
The government officials walked ahead, and the others watched the spectacle with amusement, but no one dared to provoke Dao Chengyi, lest they commit suicide that night.
As a joke, Dao Chengyi rode leisurely among the loyal members of the Mu family, while Feng Tianyu could not stand by and watch his myth be insulted in this way.
"You're getting impatient again."
"It's nothing more than mutual humiliation. Compared to how I used to kowtow and beg for a bowl of swill to survive."
He took a more realistic age, 19 years old this year. Compared to three years ago, Dao Chengyi has shed his youthful appearance. He is now tall and upright, and his appearance has lost its rounded curves, becoming more defined and sharp.
Three years of honing his skills have brought him to the pinnacle of success, making him appear increasingly noble and imposing, like a towering mountain, majestic and sturdy, exuding grandeur and magnanimity.
He remained calm and composed during today's opening, a composure that impressed Feng Tianyu.
But this doesn't mean that Dao Chengyi would calmly swallow this loss, whether he anticipated it or acquiesced to it.
As the golden primordial energy flowed through his dantian, the Gu worms, which had been replaced and were more numerous and different than those three years ago, also began to move.
For three years, he traveled all over Qingmang, using the wood-path Gu worms to spread into a net and the sky to depict numerous blood crows. The four-turn landscape Gu, which he cultivated by gathering earth energy, reflected the entire landscape of Qingmang City in Dao Chengyi's eyes. Countless traces of life moving through this landscape were on full display, like chess pieces on a sand table.
Then, by activating the Three-Turn Earthly Gu Worm's Root Gu, and using the Red Plum Blossom Reflecting Snow as its vein, they quickly found the newly appointed magistrate who had drunk the tea.
These two Gu worms are naturally not only useful for this purpose, but they are enough for a small test. Dao Chengyi looked in the direction of the county magistrate and was a few steps ahead of them, almost reaching the county town.
Since you've put on airs, then I'll just give you a taste of your own medicine and let you make a fool of yourself.
Dao Cheng Yi Fu activated the Heavenly Dao Gu worms within the void, including the Life Gu, Coincidence Gu, Karma Gu, and Calamity Gu, to create the Heavenly Dao Killing Move: Formless Killing Intent.
The fate is anchored to the outcome, coincidences connect things, cause and effect are clarified, and calamity reduces fortune. Of course, when the fate-observing Gu is lacking, this killing intent is random and can only be randomly selected from the unfortunate events that may occur around us.
If the Calamity Gu were replaced with the Fortune Gu, then it would be a blessing from heaven, but this move would damage one's own luck, so Dao Chengyi would not use it.
As this deadly move was activated, the unseen senses also reached Qin Fengmu, who was about to enter the city, and he turned around to look behind him.
"Young master, have you discovered something?"
The old man approached. Although he was stronger, Qin Fengmu, the son of the fifth elder of the Qin family, had a special protective artifact made by a martial arts master.
"I just thought of something. I heard that Dao Chengyi was incredibly talented. He was able to defeat a martial arts master in less than a year of training. Although he later used a forbidden technique that destroyed all his meridians, is it possible that he recovered?"
Not treating the enemy as a fool and doing everything possible to figure out the opponent's trump card is one of the reasons why Qin Fengmu has been able to fight to this day, and it is not simply because his father is a powerful martial arts master.
"That's unlikely, young master. I just used my spiritual eye to examine Dao Chengyi. Although his body is strong and no less than that of a third-level martial artist, his meridians are still missing. There's nothing to worry about."
"Furthermore, breaking through to the Martial Master level in a year, especially under conditions of scarce resources, is extremely rare throughout history. If one is truly so gifted, joining a great sect is the proper path to martial arts. To condescend to a small corner of the world? That would be utterly foolish."
The old man looked down on Dao Cheng. Regardless of his exceptional talent or the rumors, the fact that he hadn't moved an inch in Qing Mang for three years proved that he was just a local bully. How could one forge a path in martial arts without fighting, competing, and battling?
That makes sense.
Qin Fengmu nodded, and as the team moved forward, it was finally their turn. Checking into Qingmang City required registering their destination and name.
Unlike the official roads where tolls are charged, there are no entry fees here; they only check if there are any problems with your luggage.
It wasn't the kind of prying into someone's privacy; rather, it was using a magic artifact that looked like a mirror to shine a light on something, revealing the approximate shape of the object inside, and making it immediately clear whether there was any danger.
As for whether displaying wealth through ostentatious displays of possessions will attract thugs and robbers, that depends on whether they have the confidence to challenge authority in the Qingmang territory.
Once you enter the city gates, it's a whole new world. As the saying goes, to see how prosperous a place is, look at how clean the streets are, how diverse the stalls are, and what the faces of the people coming and going look like.
Looking at it from these three aspects, the result is often obvious at a glance, and Qingmang City truly lives up to its reputation as the place in Louzhou that Caifenglou has praised.
The crowds were dense, and people of all shapes and sizes, from hemp and silk, came to visit. The only thing they didn't see was someone who was sallow and thin. The stalls were well-organized, and vendors were constantly calling out their wares.
It was quite lively, and even had a hint of Jiangning's atmosphere. In this frontier region, it was certainly a rare sight. Unfortunately, it was close to the Ten Thousand Mountains, where the Jiuyue people were eyeing it covetously, and the demonic beasts were poised to strike. If war broke out in the future, it would probably soon become desolate.
Qin Fengmu looked at all this with some regret. It seemed that because they knew the new magistrate was coming, the houses along the street had begun to hang up festive decorations to welcome him.
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