Since there was a plague in the city, Qian Cao Peak's Mu Qingfang had to be dispatched. Shen Qingqiu looked at the two who were going. One was responsible for brewing medicine for him, and the other was responsible for helping him open up his spiritual veins. Both of them were going, and they didn't have the protagonist's halo to protect them. What if something unexpected happened to them? Shen Qingqiu hurriedly said, "Qingqiu is willing to go with you."
Looking down from above, there were indeed two intersecting rivers, like two winding, long, and slender silver ribbons, sparkling in the sunlight like silver scales dancing in the wind.
One of them was the Luochuan River, where Luo Binghe was thrown down when he was born.
Yue Qingyuan nodded heavily. "Huan Hua Palace and Tian Yi Temple also sent over a dozen disciples. Similarly, none of them returned."
Shen Qingqiu said lovingly, "Shifu also missed you …."
Liu Qingge's face darkened as he snatched the slender pole and started rowing the boat. Every time it rowed, the ship would leap forward a long distance. The lantern at the bow creaked and swayed.
"The abbots of Zhao Hua Temple were deeply uneasy. After a discussion, they sent Great Master Wu Chen and a few other Buddhist seniors to investigate. They haven't returned yet. "
Ning Yingying said coquettishly, "Shizun, you're always not on the mountain. Your disciples miss you so much."
Seeing that the Peak Lord hadn't been seen for a long time, the Qing Jing Peak disciples had gathered at the mountain gate to welcome him. As soon as they saw Shen Qingqiu slowly climbing up the mountain stairs, they all rushed over and surrounded him.
Shen Qingqiu understood. "That weapon shop merchant escaped from here?"
The voice came from a low cave. Mu Qingfang called the two over. "There's a hidden river here. It leads to the city. "
Three years passed in the blink of an eye.
Shen Qingqiu muttered, "Shixiong just said that the merchant was wrapped in black cloth? From head to toe? "
Needless to say, the "foreign race" was definitely referring to the demon race. Liu Qingge was the first to speak. "Bai Zhan Peak. I am willing to escort Shidi Mu there. "
Yue Qingyuan said, "That's right. Twenty days ago, a merchant from Jinlan City escaped from the city by water and rushed to Zhao Hua Temple to ask for help."
"I have heard a little," Shang Qinghua said, "It is located in the Central Plains, where the Luo River and the Heng River meet. The city lord values commerce, and it is said that it is very prosperous. "
Yue Qingyuan nodded and said, "Yes. Jinlan City had always been a gathering place for merchants from all over the world. But two months ago, Jinlan City closed its gates. Not only are we not allowed to pass through the city gates, we can't even send letters. "
Compared to Shen Qingqiu and the others, the Great Masters of the 'wu' generation would only be higher in seniority and not lower. In terms of cultivation, they wouldn't be much worse off. Shen Qingqiu was slightly surprised. "Not a single one came back?"
Bai Zhan Peak's traditional style of education was to let go of sheep. Everyone practiced their own skills. Aside from coming back from time to time to violently beat up a group of disciples, the Peak Master basically didn't teach anything else. Until the disciples could beat their master back, the position of Peak Master could be handed over. So of course there were no trusted disciples.
Mu Qingfang explained, "Zhao Hua Temple was once requested by the city lord of Jinlan City to set up a giant enchantment that covered the sky, preventing immortal swords or anything with spiritual or demonic energy from flying over. Otherwise, they would be knocked off course."
Why did he look fatter now!
In these three years, apart from occasionally asking Liu Qingge to help him clear his meridians and cure poison, asking Mu Qingfang to help him concoct a few medicinal herbs, and assigning tasks to the disciples of Qing Jing Peak to level up, Shen Qingqiu spent most of his time wandering outside.
Mu Qingfang nodded. "Some merchants who do underground business meet here or smuggle goods. Not many people actually know about this route, but the weapons merchant is on good terms with a few of the abbots of Zhao Hua Temple and once revealed some information. "
The three of them chose an open and flat hilltop as their landing point. From here, they could faintly see the arched eaves of Jinlan City in the distance, the tightly closed city gates, and the bridge over the river.
Shen Qingqiu pulled Mu Qingfang to sit down. Glancing at the water beside the boat, he could actually see a few fish happily swishing their tails. He casually said, "This water is so clear."
Shen Qingqiu didn't know how to deal with him, so he just had to pester him endlessly. "Sect Head shixiong, why do you think of me as such a weak person? Even if Qingqiu isn't talented, I know a thing or two about the demon race. If it really is them causing trouble, I can at least be of some help. "
Yue Qingyuan said, "Exactly. During this period, some monks wanted to help him remove the black cloth, but as soon as they touched him, he let out a mournful cry. The pain was unbearable, as if his skin and flesh were being torn apart, so he didn't dare to forcibly pull it off. "
The disciples clustered around Shen Qingqiu as they ascended to Qiong Ding Peak. In Qiong Ding Peak, the twelve Peak Heads were all seated. Behind each seat stood one or two of the Peak Heads' trusted disciples. Only Liu Qingge was an exception.
He used the word "escape". It seemed that the situation was very serious. The hall was solemn.
Just as he finished speaking, an even bigger puddle floated over from behind the fish.
"At that time, his entire body was wrapped tightly in black cloth, revealing only half of his face. By the time he arrived at Zhao Hua Temple, he was already exhausted and collapsed on the steps, repeatedly saying that there was a terrible plague in the city. "
The leader, Ming Fan, was already a tall and thin youth. Although he couldn't be said to be extraordinarily handsome, his facial features were neat and tidy. At least he didn't have the pointy mouth and monkey cheeks of his youth, the face of a narrow-minded dead cannon fodder. Ning Yingying had even grown into a graceful and delicate young girl. As soon as she saw Shen Qingqiu, she threw herself at him and dragged him up the Stairway to Heaven.
Yue Qingyuan said, "My original intention was to arrange for you to guard the mountain."
Yue Qingyuan said, "That merchant has already turned into a skeleton."
The days passed leisurely until Yue Qingyuan suddenly sent him a letter, summoning him back to Cang Qiong Mountain.
"That middle-aged man was originally the owner of the number one weapon shop in Jinlan City. He worshipped incense at Zhao Hua Temple all year round, and many of the monks in the temple knew him."
Shen Qingqiu lowered his hand that was shielding the sun. "Why don't we fly directly into the city?"
Although it was a wonderful thing to have a fragrant little girl hug him, Shen Qingqiu didn't have the fortune to enjoy it. Especially since Ning Yingying had developed quite well. She was no longer the small and exquisite loli from before. Her breasts would occasionally accidentally rub against him, causing Shen Qingqiu's expressionless face to break out in a cold sweat. He thought of the two tall buildings in the comments section of Proud Immortal Demon Way that begged for Shen Qingqiu to be castrated.
The cave entrance was covered with green vines and was only chest high. The three of them had to bend down to enter. After walking for a while, they finally felt that there was more space above them. The flow of water turned into a gurgling sound. There were a few dilapidated boats moored next to the riverbed.
As their imaginations ran wild, Yue Qingyuan spoke. "Fellow disciples, do you know where Jinlan City is?"
That's not right. You should be thinking about Luo Binghe. What's the point of thinking about a scum villain? And as one of Luo Binghe's wives, shouldn't you be unable to sleep at night and eat for five years straight? Shouldn't you be skinny and heartbroken?
Yue Qingyuan hadn't announced the start of the meeting yet. Shen Qingqiu opened and closed the fan in his hand. He looked at every Peak Lord and the disciples behind them, thinking that if Luo Binghe were still here, there wouldn't be anyone else standing behind him. Cang Qiong Mountain Sect's most outstanding disciple of the next generation would be without a doubt.
Shen Qingqiu picked up the teacup in his hand and scraped the tea leaves on the surface. "Jinlan City is the closest to Zhao Hua Temple. From what I remember, they have a close relationship. If something really happened, the Great Masters of the temple should have noticed."
The situation was urgent. There was no time to leisurely travel. Shen Qingqiu actually didn't like flying swords, but he knew that he had to follow the pace of the main group. The three of them set out on their swords. Not even half a day had passed when Shen Qingqiu looked down from above the clouds. He shouted to his two fellow disciples, "Below us is the intersection of the Luo and Heng Rivers!"
The mobile encyclopedia related to the demon race, whether it was the original goods or the stock, was absolutely worthy of this title. Qing Jing Peak had accumulated hundreds of years of ancient books that prevented successive Peak Lords from inheriting the position until they finished reading them. They were all piled up behind the bamboo house … Yue Qingyuan thought for a moment. Letting him move with Liu Qingge and Mu Qingfang would make it easier to suppress his incomprehensibility. If a fight broke out, the Bai Zhan Peak Lord would also be able to protect him. Thus, in the end, they split into three groups. With Liu Mu and Shen Qingqiu as the vanguard, they first went to Jinlan City to investigate. The second group was outside and moved according to the situation. The third group stayed behind to guard Cang Qiong Mountain.
Liu Qingge: "Dead?"
A perfectly good commercial city suddenly closing its gates was like a financial center suddenly cutting off all communication with other parties. It was unreasonable. There was definitely more to it.
"The monks guarding the mountain immediately carried him into the main hall and reported to the abbot. By the time the abbot and the Great Masters rushed out, it was already too late. "
Three of the four major sects had already been dragged into this mess. Cang Qiong Mountain naturally couldn't just stand by and watch. No wonder they had to summon them urgently. Sure enough, Yue Qingyuan said, "Fellow Daoists from other sects had no choice but to send a letter and an envoy to Cang Qiong Mountain to ask for support. Support is certain, but this matter is of great importance. I'm afraid there are other races adding fuel to the fire and stirring up trouble behind the scenes. There must be people going, but there must also be people staying behind. "To avoid the situation of Sha Hualing leaving the door wide open like that time.
Shen Qingqiu picked a slightly better one that wouldn't leak. With a flick of his finger, the dry lamp hanging at the bow lit up with a ball of fire. Looking left and right, there was only one oar. Shen Qingqiu made a "please" gesture and said to Liu Qingge, "This is countercurrent. To row into the city, we definitely need the person with the strongest arm strength among us. Shidi, please? "
Just a moment ago, he said that he had risked his life to escape to the entrance of the temple. How could he turn into a skeleton in the blink of an eye?
Since they couldn't parachute in or enter through the main gate, there must be another way. Sure enough, Mu Qingfang, who had been briefed by Yue Qingyuan on various matters, led the two into a forest. In the shade of the trees, the sound of flowing water could be heard.
A corpse was buried face down in the water.
Shen Qingqiu greeted them one by one and also sat down on the second seat of Qing Jing Peak. Ming Fan and Ning Yingying stood behind him. Opposite him were Xian Shu Peak's Qi Qingqi and Liu Mingyan.
Shen Qingqiu had seen Zhao Hua Temple's ability to set up enchantments. The Immortal Alliance Conference used a heavenly enchantment team. If they were ranked second, no one would dare to rank first. Shen Qingqiu didn't ask any more questions.
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