(When I went to bed last night, I had 255 votes. I went to bed at 10 o 'clock. The recommendation votes start from 255. Today, I have 60 votes.)
At this time, Lu Xiaotian had transformed into a young cultivator with a fair complexion and a somewhat scholarly temperament. He held a white jade folding fan in his hand. This folding fan was also a high-grade magic weapon. Now that he had a lot of magic weapons, this fan was just right for the current appearance, so he directly took it out.
In the distance, there was a lively market under the Qingyang Village. There were many cultivators passing by, ranging from high to low cultivation. There were also some secular mortals who pulled porters and pushed firewood in carts.
Lu Xiaotian descended from the sky under a lush locust tree. Under the tree, there was a skinny old man dressed like a landlord. There were also several laborers who were resting under the tree. Suddenly, he saw a young man with a delicate face flying over. He hurriedly got up, tidied his clothes, and bowed to Lu Xiaotian.
"Greetings, Immortal Senior!"
"Well, there's no need to be so polite. This is my first time here. Old man, do you know where this place is?" Lu Xiaotian asked while waving his fan.
Seeing that Lu Xiaotian did not have the arrogant and overbearing aura of some immortals, the old man and the other peddlers were relieved.
"This old man came from afar to seek refuge with my son. I am also unfamiliar with this place. However, my son is also a cultivator. It's just that my son's ability is average. He does not have the ability to fly in the sky and burrow into the ground like Immortal Senior. However, this old man is just a mortal. Naturally, I don't know as much as my son. According to the time, my son will bring people to pick you up in about 30 minutes. If Immortal Senior is not in a hurry, why not wait for my son to come and ask him? "The landlord old man said in a respectful tone.
"Okay, then I will wait here for a moment." Lu Xiaotian nodded and looked around. Although the Original Spirit in the Soul Confining Pearl had roughly told him the route, he was not particularly familiar with the places he had passed through. According to the Original Spirit, he had been there for some time. Moreover, that Primordial Spirit had its own thoughts after all. Lu Xiaotian naturally couldn't just listen to it and risk running to a dangerous place.
Along the way, it wasn't a bad choice to occasionally ask a cultivator. Some Foundation Building cultivators were unpredictable, so they often wouldn't tell the truth. They might even want to trick him into going to an unfamiliar place and find a few people to team up with to ambush him, an outsider. This kind of thing was very common in the Cultivation World. On the contrary, it would be much better to ask someone with a lower cultivation or a worldly mortal who was familiar with the local situation. After all, these people were in awe of people with higher cultivation and didn't dare to be sloppy with him. Even if the information wasn't very complete, at the very least, there weren't many Aura Refining cultivators who dared to deceive Foundation Building cultivators. Even if he was an outsider, he still possessed an absolute deterrent force towards Aura Refining cultivators.
The old man's timing was very accurate. There was still a little less than the time it took for a stick of incense to burn. A somewhat boorish, brawny man riding a third rank black bear and with a blue wine pot hanging from his waist, appeared to be awe-inspiring as he sped towards them.
However, the third rank black bear was the first to sense the faint spiritual aura released from Lu Xiaotian's body. Its two fat front paws dug into the ground a few times, but it didn't dare to move forward with a fearful expression on its face.
The middle-aged man was startled. The spiritual beast he was riding had a stronger sense of danger than he did. There was only one possibility for the black bear to be so afraid. He promptly jumped down from the black bear's back and solemnly saluted Lu Xiaotian. "Junior Zhou Daxiong greets Senior!"
Zhou Daxiong was somewhat puzzled. He had never seen such a young Foundation Building cultivator before. With his cultivation level and status, he usually didn't even have the opportunity to curry favor with a Foundation Building cultivator. Now, one had unexpectedly delivered himself to his doorstep. If something was abnormal, there must be a demon. He had never met such a Foundation Building expert before.
"I want to ask you something. I hope you don't mind wasting your time." Seeing the middle-aged man's cautious look, Lu Xiaotian felt a little emotional. The strict hierarchy in the Immortal Cultivation World was not like that of the secular world, where one's rank was used to prove one's identity. In fact, even if a cultivator had a position similar to that of a rogue cultivator alliance, if they didn't have the corresponding strength, they wouldn't be respected wherever they went. Unless it was an alchemist or a refiner, there was no need for absolute cultivation level to speak.
"I don't mind, I don't mind. Senior, please ask. Junior will tell you everything he knows!" The middle-aged man quickly said. At the same time, he felt relieved. No matter what, fortunately, he didn't come to find trouble with him.
"Is there a Chillywind Valley near here?" Lu Xiaotian asked.
"Chillywind Valley? Senior, what do you want to do there? "Hearing the three words Chillywind Valley, the middle-aged man's complexion suddenly turned pale.
"Am I the one asking you or are you the one asking me?" Lu Xiaotian's complexion darkened.
Hearing Lu Xiaotian's unhappy tone, a layer of sweat suddenly appeared on the middle-aged man's forehead. He quickly wiped his forehead and said, "Senior, please forgive me. Chillywind Valley is not near here. It is about five hundred miles away from here in the Black Shadow Mountain. If you fly in the northwest direction from Qingyang Town, with senior's strength, you should be able to feel the Evil Yin Qi there. Senior, please don't laugh at me. When I was young and full of vigor, I once made a bet with someone to go to Chillywind Valley. However, because my strength was too low, I was scared off by the strong Evil Yin Qi before I could reach Chillywind Valley. "
"Well, although you haven't been there, have you heard some rumors about Chillywind Valley?" Lu Xiaotian nodded and asked again.
"Rumors? There are some. " Perhaps Lu Xiaotian's question had touched the middle-aged man's itch. The middle-aged man was also a talkative person. He immediately told Lu Xiaotian all the things that he had heard and heard countless times. Seeing this, the nearby peddlers were surprised. Originally, they had thought that the son of the old man who came here to join the cultivation world would be full of immortal aura and sage-like character. They didn't expect that he would be no different from the chatterboxes they usually saw when drinking in restaurants. However, the young man in front of them had an extraordinary temperament. The peddlers couldn't help but think that it was no wonder they called him senior. Just by looking at his appearance, he already looked like a senior.
Hearing the middle-aged man spit out all kinds of things, Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. It seemed that he had asked the wrong person. The seemingly rude middle-aged man in front of him had a wine gourd hanging from his waist. Obviously, he was also a wine drinker. Lu Xiaotian didn't even dare to imagine what this guy would look like when he was drunk if he really drank too much.
"I heard that there is a Flying Corpse that is even more powerful. It can fly in the sky and burrow into the ground. It is omnipotent. It spits out a blue flame that is sometimes cold and sometimes hot …"
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