Chapter 287 Asking for Directions
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At this time, Lu Xiaotian had transformed into a young monk with a fair complexion and a somewhat bookish temperament, holding a white jade folding fan in his hand. This folding fan is also a high-grade magic weapon. Now he has a lot of magic weapons in his hand. This fan just suits his current image, so he took it out directly.
In the distance, under Qingyang Village is a lively market. There are many immortal cultivators passing by, ranging from high to low cultivation. There are also some porters, secular people pushing firewood on carts. mortal.
Lu Xiaotian landed from the air under a lush locust tree. Under the tree, there was a skinny old man, dressed as an official, and several loaders were resting under the tree to enjoy the shade. Suddenly, he saw a young man with a delicate face coming from the sky. He stood up quickly, straightened his clothes, and bowed to Lu Xiaotian.
"Little old man, I have seen an immortal!"
"Well, no need to be polite, this is my first time passing by this place. Old man, do you know where this place is?" Lu Xiaotian asked, shaking his fan.
Seeing that Lu Xiaotian did not have the arrogance and arrogance of some immortals, the old man and several delivery men heaved a sigh of relief.
"The little old man came from afar to seek refuge with Quanzi, and he was not familiar with the place. However, Quanzi is also a cultivator of immortality, but Quanzi's abilities are average, and he does not have the ability to fly into the sky and escape from the earth like an immortal. But the little old man is ordinary Naturally, people know better than Quanzi. Calculating the time, Quanzi will bring someone to meet him when there is still a stick of incense left. If the immortal is not in a hurry, he might as well wait until Quanzi arrives before asking? He said respectfully.
"Okay, then I'll wait here for a while." Lu Xiaotian nodded and looked at the surrounding environment. Although the soul in the soul-forbidden bead roughly told the route forward, he had no idea about the places he passed along the way. , and he is not particularly familiar with it. According to what the Yuan Shen said, he has been there for some years. And that Yuan Shen has his own thoughts after all, so Lu Xiaotian naturally can't just listen to his words and run to a dangerous place rashly.
It is a good choice to occasionally ask a monk on the way. Some foundation-building monks are so alienated from each other that they may not tell the truth. They may even want to trick him into going to an unfamiliar place and find a few people to work together to ambush him, an outsider. This kind of thing is too common in the world of immortality. On the contrary, it may be much better to ask some people with low cultivation level, or ordinary mortals who are familiar with the local situation. After all, these people do not dare to play tricks on him out of awe of people with high cultivation level. Even if the information is not comprehensive, at least there are not many Qi Refining monks who dare to deceive Foundation Establishment monks. Even if he is an outsider, he still has an absolute deterrent effect on Qi Refining monks.
The time the old man said was very accurate. It was still a little short of the time for a stick of incense. A third-level black bear was riding under a seat, with a green wine bottle hanging on his waist. The strong man looked a little rude. It seems to be coming towards this direction quickly and majesticly.
But the third-level black bear first felt the faint coercion released from Lu Xiaotian. It dug its two fat front paws on the ground a few times and did not dare to step forward with a look of fear.
The middle-aged man was surprised. The spiritual beast under him had a stronger sense of crisis than he did. There was only one possibility for the black bear to be so frightened. He quickly jumped from the back of the tall black bear. He turned over and saluted Lu Xiaotian solemnly, "Junior Zhou Daxiong, I have met my senior!"
< br>Zhou Daxiong was a little puzzled. He had never seen such a young Foundation-Building monk. With his cultivation and identity, he would never have a chance to curry favor with a Foundation-Building monk, but now one actually came to his door. , when things go wrong, there must be a monster, but he has never met such a master of foundation building. "I want to ask you something. I don't mind taking up your time." Seeing the cautious look of the middle-aged man, Lu Xiaotian felt a little emotional in his heart. The strict hierarchy in the world of immortality is not like that of ordinary mortals. Official rank to prove identity to others. In fact, even if there is a position among the immortal cultivators similar to that in the casual cultivator alliance, if they do not have the corresponding strength, they will not be respected wherever they go. Unless you are an alchemist or a weapon refiner, you do not need absolute cultivation to speak.
"I don't mind, I don't mind. The seniors only ask, and the juniors will definitely tell you everything they know!" The middle-aged man said quickly, and at the same time he felt relieved. No matter what, it was a good thing that he wasn't here. Troublesome.
"Is there a Yinfeng Valley near here?" Lu Xiaotian asked.
"Yinfeng Valley? Where are you going, senior?" When he heard the word "Yinfeng Valley", the middle-aged man suddenly turned pale.
"Am I asking you or are you asking me?" Lu Xiaotian said with a serious expression.
Hearing Lu Xiaotian's displeased tone, a layer of sweat broke out on the middle-aged man's forehead. He quickly wiped his forehead and said, "Senior, forgive me, Yinfeng Valley is not nearby, but in the dark place about five hundred miles away." In the mountains, you can fly northwest from Qingyang Town. With the strength of the seniors, you must be able to feel the sinister aura soaring into the sky if you fly there and get closer. I’m not afraid of seniors’ jokes. When I was young and energetic, I made a bet with someone and wanted to go to Yinfeng Valley. However, due to my low strength, I was frightened back by the strong evil power inside Yinfeng Valley.”
"Well, although you have never been there, have you heard some rumors about Yinfeng Valley?" Lu Xiaotian nodded, and then asked again.
"Rumors? There are quite a few." Maybe he asked about the middle-aged man's itch. The middle-aged man was also a talkative person, so he immediately told all the hearsay and rumors. Lu Xiaotian fell out. Several delivery men nearby were surprised. They had originally sent the old man to seek refuge with his son who was cultivating immortality. They had originally thought that he was a man who was full of fairy spirit and had a moral integrity. Unexpectedly, he was no different from the chatty people they usually saw drinking in restaurants. But the young man in front of him has an extraordinary elegant temperament. Several delivery men couldn't help but think that it was no wonder they were called seniors. Just from their appearance, they already looked like seniors.
When Lu Xiaotian heard the middle-aged man talk about all kinds of things with a venomous expression, he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. It seemed that he was asking the wrong person. The rude-looking middle-aged man in front of him had a wine gourd hanging from his waist. He was obviously a good drinker. He was still not drinking at the moment. If he really drank too much, Lu Xiaotian couldn't even imagine what this guy looked like when he was drunk.
“I heard that there is a flying corpse, which is even more powerful. It can fly to the sky and escape from the earth, and is omnipotent. It spits a kind of blue fire from its mouth, which is hot and cold at times.”
Lu Xiaotian's eyes flashed, and what he said seemed a bit like the long-extinct silver corpses, but some were consistent with the rumors, and some were not. Although he felt that the middle-aged man in front of him was not very reliable, Lu Xiaotian still listened patiently. Usually such people would not lie. As for how many things in his words were valuable and worthy of consideration, he would have to rely on his own ability to identify them. .
(End of this chapter)