Two years later, at the border of Great Wei, Xining Province.
The Green Bamboo Mountain Range was located in the northeast of Xining Province. It was named after the large expanse of green bamboo forests that grew within the mountain range.
One evening, a white light flew from the distant horizon into the Green Bamboo Mountain Range, finally landing in a dense bamboo forest.
The white light faded, revealing the figure of a white-clothed youth. The white-clothed youth was Wang Changsheng.
After leaving the Great Song, Wang Changsheng entered the Eastern Tang Country. He originally wanted to find a place with abundant spiritual energy to cultivate, but who knew that before he could find a suitable place, the disciples of the Taiqing Palace Eastern Tang Branch would come knocking on his door.
After a great battle, Wang Changsheng killed most of the pursuers, but he also suffered some light injuries. Afterwards, he was jointly pursued by several Eastern Tang cultivation sects. They even sent out Core Formation cultivators. Fortunately, he saw that the situation was not good and escaped early, so he didn't encounter any Core Formation cultivators.
After being jointly pursued by several cultivation sects in the Eastern Tang, Wang Changsheng didn't dare to stay in other countries any longer and directly rushed to the Heavenly Sorcerer Mountain Range.
In two years, Wang Changsheng passed through more than ten countries and encountered dozens of large and small ambushes, most of which were due to greed.
The bumpy life made Wang Changsheng feel very sad. Unknowingly, a seed of hatred was planted in his heart. The seed sprouted, and he swore that one day, he would definitely return to the Great Song and avenge the extermination of his family.
After passing through the Green Bamboo Mountain Range and crossing a large river, he would enter the Heavenly Sorcerer Mountain Range. After the Heavenly Sorcerer Mountain Range was the cultivation world of Dongyu.
Wang Changsheng released his spiritual sense and explored the bamboo forest in front of him.
After a moment, he withdrew his spiritual sense and stepped into the bamboo forest.
After walking for dozens of meters, a thick fog appeared in the bamboo forest in front of him. It was so thick that he couldn't see his own fingers.
Wang Changsheng flipped his hand and took out a Sound Transmitting Talisman, throwing it into the thick fog.
After a while, the thick fog rolled, revealing a passage. A burst of noise faintly came from the passage.
When he saw this, Immortal Wang raised his foot and walked in.
Wang Changsheng only saw a blur in front of his eyes, and then he appeared in a bustling valley.
There were buildings of different sizes on both sides of the street. There were bamboo buildings that were more than a hundred feet tall and short bamboo houses.
Many Immortal Cultivators dressed differently were either walking on the street or entering and exiting the buildings on both sides of the street.
After walking around for a while, Wang Changsheng walked into a shop that sold books and classics.
The shopkeeper was a gray-robed old man with a scholarly aura. He was in the seventh layer of Qi Refinement.
"Shopkeeper, do you have any books that teach the Witch Tribe's language and writing?" Wang Changsheng went straight to the point.
"Yes, seventy spirit stones," the grey-robed old man nodded. He then took out two red and white jade slips from the shelf, and handed them to Wang Changsheng.
Wang Changsheng took the jade slip and used his Spiritual Sense to examine it. After a while, he withdrew his Spiritual Sense and nodded in satisfaction.
"Excuse me for asking, but are you going to the Heavenly Sorcerer Mountain Range?" The grey-robed old man hesitated for a moment before asking.
"Why? Is there something wrong with that? "Immortal Wang frowned when he heard this.
"Well …" The grey-robed old man was in a difficult position.
"Don't worry! Just answer me honestly. I won't blame you, "Wang Changsheng said calmly.
"Yes, I suggest that you don't enter the Heavenly Sorcerer Mountain Range right now. Otherwise, you'll be mistaken for a Black Sorcerer and killed by the White Sorcerer," the grey-robed old man said.
"Mistaken for a Black Sorcerer and killed? What do you mean? "Wang Changsheng asked.
"Senior, you're not a local, right? Otherwise, you would know that the Witch Tribe is having internal strife and that the White Sorcerer and Black Sorcerer are fighting! They've been fighting for more than a year. Some time ago, a few high-level White Sorcerer cultivators suddenly appeared and defeated the Black Sorcerer in one fell swoop. The victorious White Sorcerer is now hunting the Black Sorcerer all over the world! Now, the Heavenly Sorcerer Mountain Range is under martial law, and foreign cultivators are prohibited from entering. Some time ago, a local caravan entered the Heavenly Sorcerer Mountain Range to do business with the Sorcerer Tribe, but they were mistaken for a Black Sorcerer and killed by the White Sorcerer, "the grey-robed old man said.
Hearing this, Wang Changsheng frowned. If what the grey-robed old man said was true, he wouldn't be able to enter the Heavenly Sorcerer Mountain Range for the time being.
"Thank you for telling me the truth. Keep the change," Wang Changsheng thanked him sincerely. He threw a mid-grade spirit stone to the grey-robed old man and turned to leave.
In the following time, Wang Changsheng went to a few shops to inquire about the situation of the Sorcerer Tribe. The results were the same. The White Sorcerer was hunting down the Black Sorcerer and prohibited foreign cultivators from entering. Those who violated the rules would be killed without mercy.
Wang Changsheng knew the White Sorcerer Holy Sorcerer Ling 'er. However, he had betrayed the Taiqing Palace and didn't dare to contact this old friend of his. He was worried that she would hand him over to the Taiqing Palace.
'Looks like I can only stay in the market for a while and enter the Heavenly Sorcerer Mountain Range after the war is over,' Wang Changsheng thought to himself.
With that in mind, Wang Changsheng came to a five-story inn.
Green Bamboo Residence was the name of this inn.
A hunchbacked middle-aged man was doing accounts at the counter. There was no spiritual energy fluctuation on his body.
"Innkeeper, arrange a good room for me," Wang Changsheng ordered as he placed a spirit stone on the counter.
The middle-aged man looked up and his expression changed. Then, he smiled embarrassedly and said, "Alright, please follow me."
With that, the middle-aged man walked out of the counter and led Wang Changsheng upstairs.
"Judging from your accent, you're not a local, are you?" The middle-aged man asked casually.
Wang Changsheng frowned when he heard that. He glared at the middle-aged man and said coldly, "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."
The middle-aged man's expression changed. He smiled embarrassedly and didn't say anything else.
"We're here. Are you satisfied with this room?" Not long after, the middle-aged man led Wang Changsheng to a room on the third floor.
The room was hidden in a corner on the third floor.
"I'll call you if I need anything," Wang Changsheng threw a spirit stone to the middle-aged man and closed the door.
The moment Wang Changsheng closed the door, the middle-aged man's smile froze and his expression became gloomy.
After a moment of uncertainty, he turned around and left.
Not long after the middle-aged man left, the door opened and Wang Changsheng walked out.
He came to the corridor and looked down. After seeing that the innkeeper was still doing accounts at the counter, he nodded and returned to his room.
The night gradually darkened, but the market was still brightly lit. People came and went on the streets.
The middle-aged man put away the account book and walked out of the inn.
Not long after, the middle-aged man came to a teahouse. He ordered a pot of tea and drank it in a corner.
After half an hour, the middle-aged man threw a few pieces of silver and left the teahouse.
Not long after, the middle-aged man walked into a pawnshop.
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