Yang Wu Hui immediately interrupted him, her tone resolute:
"Why do you have to say such formal things, senior brother?"
All my cultivation was taught by my senior brother, who was both my teacher and friend, and we were like brothers.
Do you expect me to abandon you and live on alone now?
Seeing that Yan Wujiu was about to persuade him again, he suddenly stood up and resolutely said:
"No need to say any more! Every minute of delay now increases the danger. Let's set off immediately."
Now that they have been locked down by three teams, any further attempts to conceal their whereabouts are futile.
Without hesitation, the two decided to leave everything unpacked and sneak into a nearby carriage shop to "borrow" a carriage that looked fairly sturdy.
He whipped his horse and galloped toward the western border.
The Western Regions are different from the Northern Frontier and the Southern Frontier; they have never had large-scale military conflicts with the Great Gan Dynasty.
This is related to the unique geographical environment and political structure of the Western Regions.
The influence of Tantric Buddhism is deeply entrenched and almost supersedes secular royal power.
The country has no large standing army, but is instead filled with monks and places of faith above all else.
The two sides have frequent border trade and have established border markets.
With local travel permits, caravans from the Western Regions could enter the White Tiger Western Road and even travel as far as Fengjing to trade; this was a common practice.
Therefore, border checks are not very strict; usually, only a small head tax needs to be paid and all the paperwork needs to be in order for passage to be completed.
Yan Wujiu and Yang Wuhui naturally did not have legal documents; their arrest warrants were posted on the wall of the checkpoint.
But at this moment, Yan Wujiu was emaciated and looked completely different from the person in the portrait. Even if you compared him with the portrait, you might not be able to recognize him.
In addition, the two of them possessed magical abilities and had a foundation of cultivation at the third rank, so it was not difficult for them to deceive the ordinary soldiers' inspection.
After a long and arduous journey of two hours, the carriage finally bumped its way over the tall earthen ramparts that marked the border, officially entering the Western Regions.
Looking around, the scenery has changed dramatically.
The yellow sand and the oasis intertwine, and the wind carries a dryness and spice scent that is quite different from that of the Central Plains.
The location of the esoteric Buddhist temple's gate is no secret; it is a magnificent complex of buildings situated deep within a vast canyon.
The two dared not linger and drove straight to the Grand Canyon, leaving their entanglement with Da Gan behind in the swirling sandstorm.
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