Chapter 1273: Journey to the Great Wilderness 3
Three days later at dusk, Luo Li stood on a ridge and finally saw the cyan-gold wall that the old man had mentioned.
Qingshan City is built on the mountain. The huge city seems to have grown out of the mountain. The city walls made of black iron are covered with glowing spiritual patterns. When the setting sun falls on them, they emit a molten gold-like luster.
People were coming and going in front of the city gate, including hunters wearing animal skins, spiritual masters in long robes, and vendors pushing wooden carts and selling spiritual fruits. The noise could be heard from far away.
Luo Li took a deep breath, suppressed the excitement in her heart, and walked towards the blue-gold light.
Qingshan City, she is here.
The guard at the city gate saw that although Luo Li was wearing old clothes, she had an upright posture and the Xuan Yue on her waist faintly revealed spiritual pressure. When his eyes swept over the wooden sign she handed over, his eyes changed slightly.
Although the runes on the wooden sign were simple, they were surrounded by a gentle but not to be underestimated spiritual power. It was the token of the mountain keeper.
"The Cang family has been under martial law recently. Since Senior Shoushan has introduced you, you may enter the inner city directly." The guard stepped aside to let her pass, and whispered a warning, "However, the nights have been very uneasy in recent days. Young disciples from three families in the west of the city have been murdered by evil cultivators. Please do not travel alone at night."
Luo Li nodded in thanks, and the moment she stepped into the city gate, a more abundant spiritual energy of heaven and earth hit her face.
The stone houses on both sides of the street were covered with glowing spiritual vines, the spiritual fruits on the vendors' wooden carts were shining with a lustrous luster, and even the spiritual energy fluctuations of the passers-by were purer than she remembered. They had not experienced the tempering of the catastrophe of gods and demons, but were as vigorous as a newborn.
She followed the directions of passers-by, walked through the bustling market, and came to the inner city.
Different from the bustling outer city, the inner city is mostly composed of courtyards with blue bricks and black tiles, the walls covered with spiritual patterns, and the air is filled with the faint fragrance of elixirs and the scent of formations.
The Cang family mansion is located in the deepest part of the inner city. A plaque with the words "Cang Mansion" hangs on the vermilion lacquer gate. The edge of the plaque is wrapped with bronze chains, and the links of the chain are engraved with defensive spiritual patterns. It is obviously the work of a master.
When the doorman saw the wooden sign, he did not dare to delay and led Luo Li into the inner courtyard.
A man with half-tied black hair was sitting in the corridor, looking through bamboo slips by the window.
"The token of our old friend who guards the mountain?" The man raised his head, his gaze as deep as an ancient well. When it landed on Luo Li, he paused slightly. "The aura of the young lady is quite unusual."
Luo Li was shocked. This person's spiritual awareness was so sharp.
"Junior Luo Li, I came to the Cang family to ask about Senior Cang Wu."
The man put down the bamboo slips and pointed to the stone bench opposite him. "I am Cang Xuan, the current head of the Cang family. The name Cang Wu does fit the ranking of my generation, but my son is still in his infancy and has not yet been named."
Luo Li's expression changed slightly and she stood there in a daze.
A baby in swaddling clothes?
Her fingertips trembled slightly, and the hilt of Xuan Yue's sword hurt her palm.
She came across three hundred thousand years of time, through the smoke of destruction, thinking that she could finally grasp a glimmer of hope, but she didn't expect that Cangwu was still just a hungry child.
"In swaddling clothes..." she murmured, "The master of the house said that your son hasn't been named yet?"
Cang Xuan nodded, his gaze lingering on her pale face for a moment, a trace of inquiry flashing in his eyes, "Exactly. My son was born just last month. Due to a strange phenomenon at birth, the elders of the clan are still discussing the name. Why are you so obsessed with the word Cangwu?"
Luo Li took a deep breath and suppressed the turbulent waves in her heart.
A vision? Could it be that Cangwu's extraordinaryness had been revealed since birth?
Or was this not the Cangwu she knew?
She looked into Cang Xuan's calm eyes and took a deep breath, "Master, can you please let me meet your son?"
Cang Xuan raised his eyebrows and tapped the edge of the bamboo slips with his fingertips, making a crisp sound.
He was silent for a moment, his eyes scanning the stubbornness hidden in Luo Li's eyes, and suddenly chuckled: "Of course I have to give face to my old friend who guards the mountain. It's just that my son is weak and can't stand being disturbed."
He stood up and led the way, passing through the winding corridors and arriving at a courtyard shrouded in spiritual mist.
The spiritual patterns on the courtyard gate emitted a soft white light, isolating the noise from the outside world.
"This is the spirit gathering array of my Cang family. It can warm and nourish new spirit veins." Cang Xuan pushed open the courtyard door. "He is inside."
Luo Li followed in and heard a faint breathing sound.
In the cradle lay a swaddled baby, its face wrinkled, its eyes closed, and its eyelashes long as butterfly wings.
What shocked her most was that there was a very light green mark between the baby's eyebrows, like a curled up sycamore leaf.
That mark was exactly the same as the mark on Cangwu's soul in her memory.
"This mark was there when he was born." Cang Xuan stood aside and spoke in a softer voice, "The elders of the clan said that this is a mark that rarely appears in my Cang family."
Luo Li walked slowly over and squatted beside the cradle.
The baby seemed to sense something, his mouth moved, and he suddenly opened his eyes.
Those were a pair of extremely bright eyes, like obsidian tempered by morning dew, staring straight into Luo Li's eyes.
No panic, no crying.
Luo Li's heart suddenly moved. It was him.
It's really him.
A powerful man who established the ancient Lingwu clan of the Great Wilderness during the Great Wilderness and killed Cangwu, the first generation of demon god.
At this moment, he was lying in front of her in such a tender and fragile appearance.
"He doesn't have a name yet." Cang Xuan's voice sounded behind him, with a hint of subtle temptation, "Young lady is so obsessed with the word Cangwu, is there any connection between them?"
Luo Li withdrew her hand, her fingertips were cold.
She stood up and turned to look at Cang Xuan. Her eyes had regained their composure, leaving only an unfathomable determination. "Master, if you trust me, then call me Cang Wu."
Cang Xuan was startled.
"A phoenix attracts a phoenix, and a dragon can also rest in it." Luo Li looked at the baby in the cradle, her voice as gentle as a breeze, "This name should suit his future path."
Cang Xuan looked at the light in her eyes, was silent for a long time, and nodded slowly: "Okay, as you said, this boy will be called Cang Wu."
Of course, he didn't just come up with it casually. The name Cangwu had already been proposed by an elder, and his wife was also very satisfied with it.
As soon as he finished speaking, the baby in the cradle suddenly giggled and waved his little hands, as if responding to the name.
Luo Li's heart completely calmed down at that moment.
Cang Xuan looked at Luo Li and suddenly said, "I see that you are quite skilled. Do you have any job opportunities?"
Luo Li shook her head, "No."
Cang Xuan extended an invitation, "Why don't you stay with the Cang family? There aren't many cities on the continent these days, and most are in chaos, with disputes raging everywhere. Qingshan City is the only peaceful place. If the girl stays in Qingshan City, it can be considered a place to stay."
Luo Li pursed her lips and said, "No need. I will come back when he grows up."
She wanted to wait until Cangwu established the Great Wilderness Lingwu Ancient Clan before giving her something.
Cangwu was not surprised to see her after many years. She didn't want to ruin anything about the future.
Although she felt a little strange about coming to this era suddenly, she knew deep down that she would go back soon.
soon……
When Luo Li left Cang Mansion, dusk had already spread over the cyan-gold city walls.
The stone pavement in the west of the city was glistening with moisture. It had just rained, and the air was filled with the chill of the earth.
She followed the guard's instructions and walked towards the west city gate. The closer she got to the place where the evil cultivators were rumored to be, the more stagnant the spiritual energy of heaven and earth became.
The lanterns on the street corner flickered. Luo Li held Xuan Yue tightly, and the sword glowed coldly in the twilight.
She could feel that in the dark shadows, there was a pair of eyes watching her, with greed and bloodiness.
“Sizzle!”
The spiritual vine at the entrance of the alley suddenly exploded, and the dark green juice splashed on the stone wall, making a corrosive sound.
A black shadow passed over the eaves, and the wind it brought carried the breath of demons.
Luo Li narrowed her eyes slightly and curled her lips coldly, "As expected."
Feeling the incoming demonic energy, Luo Li dodged sideways, and Xuan Yue drew her sword with her backhand.
The sword energy cut through the air, forcing the black shadow to appear.
It was a man in a black robe, with half of his rotten face visible under his hood.
A faint green flame danced in his eye sockets. In his hand, he clutched a bone staff. The blood-red crystal inlaid on the staff head slowly flowed with a sticky light. "Such pure spiritual essence... It tastes much better than those young boys."
The evil cultivator's voice was like the friction of rusty iron. He licked the corner of his mouth and said, "Judging from the fluctuations of your spiritual power, which wealthy family are you from? Perfect! Using your Divine Soul Refining Pill will definitely help me break through the bottleneck."
"You killed those disciples just to make this?"
"What else?" The evil cultivator laughed strangely, slamming his bone staff down on the ground. Spider-web-like black lines appeared on the ground, and several bony claws broke out of the earth, grabbing at Luo Li's ankles. "In this world, the strong prey on the weak. When I become the top spiritual master on the continent, who will dare to call me evil?"
The Xuan Yue Sword hummed, the power of chaos flowed along the blade, and the golden flames instantly burned the bone claws to ashes.
Luo Li's figure flashed, and she was already in front of the evil cultivator, the tip of her sword pointing directly at the blood-red crystal on his heart: "A road paved with the lives of innocent people, do you think you can be called the best?"
The evil cultivator obviously didn't expect Luo Li to be so powerful. He hurriedly used his staff to block, and the blood-colored crystal collided with the Xuan Yue Sword, making a sharp scream.
He was shocked and took several steps back. Blood began to seep out of his body under the black robe. "W-Who are you?"
Luo Li didn't answer, but just pressed on.
She could feel that the spiritual power in the evil cultivator's body was extremely complex, mixed with the ferocity of monsters, the residual souls of humans, and even demonic energy.
The demonic energy was much more immature than Yan Ye's demon god origin, but it carried the same aura of destruction, like a poisonous seed that had not yet sprouted.
"You have demonic energy." Luo Li's voice was as cold as ice. "Who taught you this technique?"
The evil cultivator's expression suddenly changed, as if a sore spot had been touched. His eyes instantly turned crazy. "Demonic energy? That's power! It's the power that can make me stronger! What do you, a fool living in a greenhouse, know?"
He suddenly bit his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood onto the bone staff. The blood-colored crystal suddenly expanded and turned into a huge mouth, trying to swallow Luo Li whole.
"Chaos, bind!"
Luo Li formed seals with her fingertips, and the power of chaos condensed into a golden chain in front of her. The chain was wrapped with the patterns of the laws of heaven, and it tightly bound the bloody mouth like a rope.
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