The Cultivation practitioners who came to Cloudy Town had their own purposes.
That middle-aged scholar wanted to ask Jing Jiu to cure his family member. Since he failed, he had to leave.
His back view looked peaceful, but it was actually desolate.
It seemed that he wouldn't come here again.
It was unknown who was sick in his family, but he must have a deep affection for them, which was why he came here and left like this.
Looking at the figure disappearing into the distance, the crowd felt sad and sympathetic.
Yet, they were all Cultivation practitioners, so this feeling soon disappeared. They continued to surround Zhou Yunmu and Lu Jin, asking them what had happened in Scenery Garden.
Zhou Yunmu didn't say anything. Lu Jin had no choice but to explain. The Immortal didn't allow him to tell them, so he asked the Cultivation friends to forgive him.
The crowd had no choice but to get out of the way.
Nobody noticed that after the figure of the master and the disciple disappeared in the clouds, a few Cultivation practitioners left soundlessly after exchanging glances.
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The morning sunlight illuminated the Muddy River, and the winter snow covered the rice fields. It was a beautiful scene.
A few years ago, the sword light had wiped out all the demons in the Muddy River in one night. The populace on both sides of the Muddy River didn't need to worry about them anymore, and their lives were much better than before.
As their lives became better, fewer people prayed to the gods and the Buddha, and the small mountain-god temples in the countryside were gradually abandoned.
There was an abandoned mountain-god temple in this mountain. The old tiles were covered with snow, and the cold wind leaked out from the broken walls. It looked quite desolate.
Lu Jin opened his eyes. After making sure that the magic pills had all been converted into Zhen Yuan and that his injury was not serious, he looked at the outside of the temple, feeling a bit worried.
"There are no enemies within ten miles," said Zhou Yunmu. "You should take a rest."
Lu Jin said, "It's still far from the mountain gate. I don't know what will happen next."
After they left Scenery Garden in Cloudy Town, they had encountered three groups of Cultivation practitioners who tried to rob them.
The first group of robbers were three free-traveling practitioners, followed by a few devil men of the deviant sects, and the last group of masked men were probably the orthodox swordsmen of the Sect of Three.
What these Cultivation practitioners wanted to rob was not money, but something brought out by the master and the disciple from Scenery Garden.
Everybody saw them enter Scenery Garden with their own eyes, so they all thought that they must have obtained something.
Whether it was pills or cultivation methods, they were definitely good stuff.
If Zhou Yunmu didn't have a high Cultivation state, which was much higher than that of an elder of a small sect, and Lu Jin's methods were powerful enough, it would be hard for them to pass these trials. However, they did not let their guard down because they would gradually leave the Aoyama Sect's territory after they passed the Muddy River. Then, the truly powerful figures might strike.
The snow on the roof of the Mountain God Temple suddenly trembled, then rustled down, piling up on the ground like a waterfall.
Zhou Yunmu led Lu Jin out of the temple. Looking at the towering tree in the west, he said, "Cultivationist, please show yourself."
Dozens of cold-resistant magpies flew out of the trees.
At the same time, a gloomy voice came from the tree.
"There's no need for that. I'm not interested in pills or cultivation methods. I just want to know what that person in Scenery Garden said to you. "
As the eerie voice spread in all directions, dozens of magpies fell to the ground and died.
Hundreds of dead fish floated up in the Muddy River at the foot of the cliff, and were soon washed downstream.
Seeing this, Lu Jin's expression changed slightly. He knew that this deviant practitioner was very powerful, and he wondered if his Master could defeat him. Yet, Zhou Yunmu was fully aware that this person's Cultivation state was higher than his, so he said expressionlessly, "A swordsman like you actually showed up in the vicinity of Aoyama. Don't you fear death?"
"This place is very far from Aoyama."
The deviant swordsman hiding in the tree continued, "And why would the Aoyama Sect care about the affairs of Cloudy Town? You are chosen by Scenery Garden. Maybe the Aoyama Sect wants you dead. Most importantly, I just want to know what that person said to you. Is it a sin? "
Looking at the tree, Lu Jin asked sharply, "What if we don't tell you?"
The voice of the deviant swordsman grew even gloomier, "Then … it's a sin. I have no choice but to ask you to die."
No sooner had he finished speaking than the corpses of the magpies on the cliff suddenly bounced up and exploded into dozens of bloody mists in the air.
Dozens of black smokes came out from the bloody mists, carrying a pungent stench and murderous energy. Even the bright morning sunlight couldn't disperse them.
The dozens of black smokes reached toward Zhou Yunmu and Lu Jin as fast as lightning like ropes.
Lu Jin took a few steps forward, his gloomy face full of solemnity. Dozens of flames came out from his white Daoist robe, blocking the black smokes.
Standing behind Lu Jin, Zhou Yunmu waved his hands in front of his body. A golden glow came out from his chest and abdomen, in which a small man could be vaguely seen.
Along with a sizzling sound, the flames were extinguished instantly. The most powerful magic method of the Mysterious Heaven Sect could only block the opponent for a moment.
However, it was during this moment that Zhou Yunmu had finished setting up the magic method. He sprinkled the golden glows with his Yuanying State, which started to compete with the black smokes.
The scorched smell could be sensed everywhere on the cliff. The dilapidated Mountain-God Temple had turned into ruins noiselessly during the competition between the two swordsmen. The black smokes full of murderous energy and bloody intent were devouring the golden glows at a visible speed, getting closer to Zhou Yunmu and Lu Jin. It seemed that they would be swallowed by the black smokes in a few seconds.
"You take the stuff and leave first," Zhou Yunmu said calmly, no fear visible in his eyes.
Lu Jin knew that his Master intended to sacrifice his Yuanying to kill the opponent. Even if he couldn't do it, he had to buy some time for himself. Shocked, he was about to leave without hesitation.
All of a sudden, a pale blue sword light flew over from behind the ruins of the Mountain-God Temple. It brushed past Lu Jin's body and pierced into the patch of black smokes.
This pale blue sword light was evidently extraordinary. Its sword will was formidable, but it was also extremely mild. As it combined with the magic method of Zhou Yunmu, it blocked the black smokes immediately.
The incomer had a high Cultivation state; though he was not as powerful as the deviant devil man in the big tree, his Cultivation state was almost the same as Zhou Yunmu's.
The deviant devil man was certain that the incomer was a disciple of Aoyama in the Free Travel State. He couldn't help but feel shocked, wondering how Aoyama could arrive so quickly if it was located far away from here.
Though the disciple of Aoyama in the Free Travel State was not his match, he didn't dare stay any longer. He put away the demonic treasure and was about to leave by breaking through the sky.
It was then that the sky above the big tree was broken!
More than a dozen cold and domineering sword lights descended from the sky!
The swordsmen had different Cultivation states; some were in the Free Travel State, and some were in the Undefeated State; but none of them was a match for the deviant swordsman.
However, when these dozen sword lights combined, they displayed an unimaginably powerful force!
"The Sword Formation of Aoyama!"
The deviant swordsman let out a despairing and unreconciled cry.
Countless sword sounds broke out.
The towering tree disappeared.
The broken leaves, the bare branches, and the bird nests among the branches had all been broken into pieces, forming a grave several feet high on the ground.
The corpse of the deviant swordsman and the demonic infant had also been broken into pieces, scattering in the grave, unable to be put together again.
A dozen disciples of Aoyama landed on the cliff.
Zhou Yunmu expressed his gratitude to the group and introduced himself.
The disciple of Aoyama who had struck first said with a mild expression and an extraordinary bearing, "I'm Guo Nanshan of Liangwang Peak."
Guo Nanshan was the principal disciple of Aoyama and had a high reputation in the Cultivation circle. Zhou Yunmu and Lu Jin of course knew him, so they greeted him again.
Looking at Zhou Yunmu, Guo Nanshan fell silent for a while. But he didn't ask anything in the end, saying, "The road ahead is long. Take care of yourselves, you two Cultivation friends."
Zhou Yunmu knew what Jing Jiu wanted to ask, and also understood why those disciples of Aoyama looked at him with a strange expression. "I won't see you off," he said with a faint smile.
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The Muddy River kept flowing eastward as usual, as if it hadn't seen the previous scene. Of course, it was possible that it had seen it many times.
Looking at the two figures disappearing in the distance, Guo Nanshan remarked, "It's not easy for such a small sect to have two swordsmen in the Yuan Ying State."
Gu Han said, "Maybe they have been in contact with the other side for a long time."
Guo Nanshan turned to the south, remaining silent.
Cloudy Town was right there.
With the departure of Jing Jiu, the decree of the Sect Master was ignored. As a result, the disciples of Liangwang Peak didn't have to wait until they entered the Broken Sea State to get out of the mountains.
In the last few days, the disciples of Liangwang Peak had been patrolling in the south like before.
Intentionally or unintentionally, Guo Nanshan had paid more attention to the area between Nanhezhou and the Muddy River.
It was the same as before.
Cloudy Town was right there.
Gu Han of course understood what his Big Brother meant. Looking at the invisible town in the distance, he said angrily, "You made it known to the whole world. Is it a hermit?"
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Enshrouded by the clouds and fog, the mountain stream and flowering trees looked like a fairyland, but the manor house was nowhere to be seen.
The flowering trees were disturbed by the wind, and the water in the stream rippled. Zhuo Rusui returned to the courtyard by stepping on the Swallowing Boat Sword. He said to Zhao Layue, "It's all right there. Next, they will head north from the Muddy River. As long as they don't cross Yu County, there should be no problem. I've informed Su Ziye."
Zhao Layue didn't know what Jing Jiu had told the master and disciple, but she said, "Good."
Gu Qing said, "The Curtain Rollers have found out the result of their investigation. That middle-aged scholar is called Cheng Ruqing, who used to study in Yimaozhai for a few years. Later, he and his wife entered the Dongyi Daoist Sect for some unknown reason and tried to practice Karmamudra with each other. But something went wrong. His wife became seriously ill and couldn't be cured. This person has nothing to do with Taiping."
"Did the couple have a good relationship?" asked Zhao Layue.
Gu Qing uttered "hmm". After a moment of silence, he said, "His wife is a regular person."
All the people in the courtyard fell silent.
When a Cultivation practitioner married a mortal, there would be a problem that couldn't be solved.
No matter how good the relationship between the two of them was, they couldn't grow old together.
That middle-aged scholar left Yimaozhai and took his wife to practice the secret method of the Dongyi Daoist Sect because he was reluctant to part with her.
"Does Senior Grandmaster know about this?" asked Zhuo Rusui.
Zhao Layue said, "He should have figured it out when he saw the medical case."
Zhuo Rusui said, "It will be the New Year in a few days. What should we do? Should we ask him if he wants to eat the manatee meat of Penglai Island? "
Zhao Layue said, "He has been in a bad mood lately. Don't bother him."
Zhuo Rusui was puzzled, thinking that Jing Jiu had been lying on the bamboo chair in a daze every day, as expressionless as before; how could she tell that he was in a bad mood?
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