Five out of the nine storage rings were destroyed. Needless to say, the remaining four must belong to Yi Sheng and Ming Mu. They hadn't been in the sect for long enough, so they didn't have enough money to use these storage rings.
To Lou Xiaoyi's surprise, the four storage rings dropped a lot of things. There were more than six hundred mid-grade spirit stones, and there were also some random things, including a few low-level magic tools, jade slips, and so on.
This was normal. Xuanyuan Sword Sect's welfare was average, and it couldn't be compared to a well-known Taoist sect like Wushang. Even he could earn two hundred spirit stones a year, so it was normal for these two to save up so many spirit stones.
They were used to living a hard life in their original world, so they knew how to save money. They weren't like most of the local cultivators who lived on borrowed money.
Lou Xiaoyi divided the items into two piles, and he didn't count them in detail.
"Pick a pile and go your way!"
Yellow Dog didn't expect such a result. This was a huge sum of money for him! He wanted to decline, but he couldn't. He needed these spirit stones too much for his future. He wanted to thank him, but after a few days of interaction, he already understood the character of the cultivator in front of him. He didn't like to dawdle and act pretentiously.
He didn't say much and knelt down to pay his respects. Then he picked up a pile and went out. He had already thought it through. He would pay back the debt to Deshun first, and then he would leave with his parents!
Master was right. He couldn't enjoy all the blessings. Since Master had shared the blessings with him, he must pay back what he owed. Otherwise, he wouldn't be at ease!
Lou Xiaoyi didn't have anything else to worry about. He went out of the window and saw that the direction of Deshun was brightly lit. People were shouting and horses were neighing, as if they were fleeing for their lives!
It seemed that Master Tian finally understood the key point and began to disperse. If he could make such a decision, there was still hope!
Lou Xiaoyi took advantage of the night to fly out of Minzhou City. He had his own plan on how to go back!
Going back in a straight line was the usual way of Swordsman, but he wasn't fast enough! They could only take a detour. Although it was further away, it was impossible to track them down!
Xuanyuan Swordsman's so-called creed, he did not take it to heart. His life was more important, so why was he pretending to be a hero?
He had already chosen his path. In fact, it was like a bow. When he came, he walked on the bowstring, and when he returned, he walked on the body of the bow. He took a slight detour, but this detour made it impossible for others to guess. There were countless choices, and it was impossible to chase after him.
After all, this was the Western Regions where Xuanyuan was in charge. It was impossible for Wushuang to send a lot of Zhuji to look for him. Although Wan Jingliu was also a landlord, he was still weaker than Xuanyuan. He could do it in private, but he wouldn't do it openly.
This was just a precaution. Just like how Rugui and the others judged that Xuanyuan would not react to the death of his cigarette butt, the deaths of these three people might not cause an excessive reaction from Wushang and Wan Jingliu.
They were just small characters. Whether they could be noticed or not depended purely on the rotation of the Fate Compass. But to them, this was everything!
Since he had chosen to take a longer detour, of course, he couldn't rush through the journey in a hurry. If he flew through the air, it was equivalent to telling others that he was running. If he took a longer detour, he had to take a longer detour. He had to be comfortable, relaxed, and careless.
Lou Xiaoyi loved this kind of state the most. There was no psychological pressure, no clear mission direction, no deep hatred, and no one that he had to rush to meet … It was as if the whole world didn't know him, and he was just looking at it from an outsider's point of view.
When the official road was clear and direct, he would usually choose to ride a horse or follow a caravan. Only when he encountered mountains, rivers, and natural moats, where he had to take a big detour to follow the pace of mortals, would he choose to use the cultivator's method.
This way, he could fully appreciate the local customs of the Fifth Ring Road and not waste too much time!
He had always had a small regret. When he was in the lower three stars, he had never really had a relaxing trip since he transmigrated. Most of the time, he was bored in Pu City and the Gobi Desert. The few times he went out, he had a clear goal. He was in a hurry, so he didn't have time to see the people and scenery around him. Now, he didn't have the chance to see them!
Now that he was in the Fifth Ring Road, he wanted to make up for this regret. Moreover, this was also a kind of cultivation. Most of Lou Xiaoyi's life philosophy came from his previous life. In the lower three stars, he had limited contact with the world, so he was lacking in this aspect!
The sooner he entered the mortal world, the better. If he became a half-immortal and then entered the mortal world, it would be a game, not an experience!
The key was that in interacting with mortals, he could find a lot of fun that he couldn't find in the cultivation world. He really enjoyed this kind of fun!
In the lower stars, he had lost all his family and friends. It was as if he had lost interest in exploring the entire Star Field. However, this was the fifth ring. It was a new world, a grander and more magnificent world. He hoped that he could have a new beginning, new friends, and a new home!
This was what he had to do! Even if his heart was still lonely, he had to do it on the surface!
This would allow him to live longer!
This was a free trip. Sometimes he rode alone, sometimes he traveled with a caravan, sometimes he walked with a few monks, sometimes he rode with a few young heroes … Along the way, he experienced the people, historical relics, and cultural heritage of the Fifth Ring Road.
He gradually found that there was a gap in the history of the Fifth Ring Road!
Less than 20,000 years ago, the history of the Fifth Ring Road had undergone earth-shaking changes. Everything before was very vague, as if it was a blank. Only after that did everything bloom.
He was not a mortal. When he was in the sect, he had dabbled in the history of the sect. He knew that this was actually the history of the invaders! Almost all of the middle-sized sects and above in the Fifth Ring Road were outsiders. They were once the tyrannical forces of the three major galaxies. The Zuo Zhou Galaxy, the Gemini Galaxy, and the Great Thousand Corridor were the forces of these three galaxies that rebuilt the Fifth Ring Road, forming a very diverse cultural heritage. It was not only integrated with each other, but also independent. Every place he passed by had a new experience!
This was very interesting!
This was a galaxy that was rebuilt by the invaders. It was just that too much time had passed. In the past 20,000 years, not to mention mortals, even high-level cultivators had changed several times. Who could still remember who was the master of the Fifth Ring Road 20,000 years ago?
He spent more time riding alone. During this time, he would not find a town to rest. Instead, he would cultivate in the wilderness. Because the direction of his cultivation was more towards the stars, his cultivation process did not have the unique aura of a Swordsman, unless he used his flying sword!
However, on the way back, he no longer carried the sword case. Since he was going back secretly, he could not use the name of a Swordsman.
A month later, in a quiet valley, Lou Xiaoyi, who had finished his cultivation, finally released his flying sword. A month had passed, and he no longer needed to be cautious. In such a vast region, unless a high-level cultivator deliberately searched for him, it was impossible for a Foundation Establishment cultivator to find his whereabouts!
It was also time for him to practice his sword. He had not used his sword for a month, and had not even nurtured it. He felt a little rusty!
He still lacked the aura of a Swordsman. He could not live and die with the flying sword.
However, when the flying sword came out of the sword case, he immediately felt something different!
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