The cold wind of the plateau blew through the night. In the low and crude cave, the little Yang Qing 'er came out and looked at the cave entrance full of sandstorm with a headache.
It would take a lot of time to clean it up.
But for Yang Qing 'er, this trouble was happiness.
Not only did she survive the situation that she thought was certain to die, but she was also lucky enough to move from the depths of the desolate desert to this plateau with some greenery.
Even if the residence was changed from a tent to a cave in line with the characteristics of the plateau, Yang Qing 'er was really happy in her heart.
Huh? Why didn't she see anyone today?
Yang Qing 'er looked around and found that there was no one at the other cave entrances. She was a little puzzled.
Logically speaking, everyone should be busy cleaning up the sandstorm at the cave entrances at this time.
Why was the sandstorm not over today, but no one was here!
Did I get up too early?
Yang Qing 'er thought subconsciously.
Just then, a burst of cheers came from across a small hill.
Yang Qing 'er's heart moved, and she quickly followed the sound to see what was going on.
After crossing the small hill that could be crossed in a few steps, the next moment, Yang Qing 'er saw the scene in front of her. She was stunned on the spot, and her eyes gradually turned red.
The adults and children of the tribe, regardless of gender, were gathered in a circle at this time.
There were three people standing in the circle, a handsome young man, a woman with a noble temperament, and a monk with a dignified appearance.
However, at this time, in Yang Qing 'er's eyes, there was only the existence of the young man.
Because, the man had once fought against thousands of wolf demons by himself and saved their tribe.
.....
Before leaving the Xisha Plateau, Lu Qingshan decided to take a last look at the Sheep tribe that had been settled here by the Chicken Soup Temple.
At this time, he was surrounded by a group of grateful people of the Sheep tribe, and everyone looked at him with eyes full of awe and worship.
Lu Qingshan's eyes swept over and happened to catch a glimpse of the little girl on the hillside.
He waved to the little girl on the hillside.
Yang Qing 'er immediately reacted and hurriedly ran down to Lu Qingshan. She lowered her head and timidly called out, "Sir."
Yang Qing 'er was wearing clothes made of wool, with a narrow left sleeve. Standing in front of Lu Qingshan, she was so timid that her face was slightly red.
She clutched the corner of her clothes with her fingers. She didn't know what to say after calling him 'Sir'.
Lu Qingshan smiled. "Are you still practicing the sword style I taught you?"
"Yes," Yang Qing 'er plucked up the courage to look up at Lu Qingshan's gentle eyes and said seriously.
After saying that, Yang Qing 'er couldn't help but lower her eyebrows.
Lu Qingshan rubbed Yang Qing 'er's hair. "Practice well so that you can protect your tribe in the future."
"I'm leaving. Also, I'll give you this sword."
Yang Qing 'er heard the voice of "Mister". When she raised her head again, she found that Mister and the other two people had disappeared.
In front of her, a green longsword was embedded in the ground.
This should be the sword that Mister gave me.
Yang Qing 'er thought in a daze.
She reached out with her right hand and grabbed the sword hilt. Exerting a little strength, she pulled the sword out of the ground.
With a bright flash of sword light, the sword was in the little girl's hand.
Yang Qing 'er was surprised to find that this extraordinary looking sword was, for some reason, very light.
Even someone as weak as her could use it effortlessly, as if it was tailor-made for her.
Suddenly, the little girl saw that on the body of the sword, there were two large characters glowing with silver light.
It was a pity that she, who was born in a poor tribe, could not read.
"Yue Nu," the Yang tribe leader seemed to see Yang Qing 'er's confusion and explained, "These two characters are' Yue Nu '."
"Yue Nu Sword …" Yang Qing 'er muttered.
She should have been overjoyed to receive the sword that Mister gave her, but at this moment, her heart was clearly filled with a sense of loss.
She didn't know if she would have the chance to see Mister again …
Yang Qing 'er thought.
.....
Cloud Forest City, a large human city adjacent to Mogao Desert.
There were many local cultivators in Mogao Desert. At the same time, there were many ascetic monks who entered Mogao Desert to cultivate. These people all used Cloud Forest City as a place to replenish their supplies.
This made Cloud Forest City, which was located at the border of Mogao Desert, appear strangely prosperous.
At this moment, in the various restaurants in the city, as well as near the city gate, there were some people with strange gazes.
Among these people, there were some who were not very good at disguising themselves. Those with a bit of eyesight could see that they were uncomfortable and seemed to be up to something.
However, no one cared too much about this.
Because, in this city, there were too many cultivators with ulterior motives.
As long as they were not here for themselves, who would care?
Very close to the city gate, in an inn with excellent geographical location, there were two cultivators leaning against the window in a room facing the window, secretly observing the people entering and leaving the city gate.
"How long do you think we're going to stay here? That Lu Qingshan has entered Mogao Desert for who knows what, and we don't even know when he'll come out.
The higher-ups have given us this mission, asking us to wait for Lu Qingshan to appear.
If this Lu Qingshan finds some seclusion place in Mogao Desert and cultivates in seclusion for a few years, wouldn't we have to wait here for a few years? That's too funny. "One of the younger cultivators complained with some dissatisfaction.
"This is a huge operation that involves the entire palace. Its importance is self-evident.
You'd better complain less, do our job well, and keep an eye on him.
If this Lu Qingshan passes by us and we don't notice it immediately and report it to the higher-ups, when the time comes to investigate, I'm afraid neither of us will have an easy time. "The older cultivator warned in a deep voice.
The young cultivator's slightly impatient expression faded, but he soon asked curiously, "Why is this Lu Qingshan valued so much by the higher-ups?
Isn't it just the champion of the Seven Regions Dao Discussion? You actually want to mobilize all of our men to wait here for the rabbit to come out? "
The older cultivator shook his head. "I don't know the specifics.
I secretly asked Lord Yaksha, but he only said that this Lu Qingshan's value is unimaginable and that he is related to our Hades' ultimate plan. He told us not to lower our guard. "
The young cultivator didn't say anything, but this time, his impatient expression finally turned serious.
"More cultivators have entered the city," the young cultivator suddenly said.
The two looked through the slightly opened window toward the city gate. Their eyes wandered as if they were hunters examining their prey.
There were a total of three cultivators entering the city. It was obvious that they were traveling together.
One of them was a bald cultivator dressed as a Buddhist, the other was a young man in black, and the last was an extremely beautiful woman. The young cultivator of Hades couldn't help but take a few more glances at them.
"Let's not talk about the woman, and it's definitely not a cultivator monk either. That Lu Qingshan is a sword cultivator. With the temperament of sword cultivators, even if he disguised himself, he wouldn't go so far as to disguise himself as a monk.
On the other hand, that young cultivator's age seems to match. Could it be …? "The young cultivator's tone was mixed with some hope.
"No." The older cultivator's cold voice sounded.
He was holding an ancient bronze mirror in his hand.
On the surface of the mirror, there were three wisps of light smoke of different thicknesses.
"The Reflection Mirror shows that of the three cultivators, the bald monk is a Void Tempering cultivator, the woman is a Nascent Soul cultivator, and the young man is actually just a small Qi Condensation cultivator.
According to our intelligence, Lu Qingshan is a Nascent Soul cultivator. It clearly doesn't match. "The older cultivator sighed and said," At the border of Mogao Desert, there are seven or eight major human cities.
The probability of Lu Qingshan appearing in Cloud Forest City is extremely low. We just have to do our job, but don't expect too much. "
It wasn't easy to find a needle in a haystack, especially since Lu Qingshan was very likely to have a magic tool that could change his appearance.
Therefore, in order to not miss Lu Qingshan, the Hades naturally prepared a few magic tools to assist in their search.
The ancient bronze mirror was one such magic tool.
This magic tool was called the Reflection Mirror.
Its function was also very simple — it could silently detect a cultivator's cultivation level.
Of course, there were also many restrictions. This magic tool was only effective on cultivators of the Fifth Stage and below. It couldn't detect cultivators of higher cultivation levels.
However, it was enough to find Lu Qingshan.
… Even if Lu Qingshan could change his appearance, could his cultivation level advance by leaps and bounds in a short time?
With the help of the Reflection Mirror, they only needed to determine the identity of an early Nascent Soul cultivator.
In fact, there weren't many cultivators of this cultivation level.
The two of them had already been hiding in Cloud Forest City for more than ten days. Up until now, they had only seen the woman in front of them who was an early Nascent Soul cultivator. They hadn't even seen a strand of hair of other Nascent Soul cultivators, let alone Lu Qingshan.
The young cultivator was a little dejected. Seeing the bald monk and the young man bid farewell at the city gate, he asked, "This Void Refinement cultivator and Nascent Soul cultivator actually brought a Qi Refinement cultivator to a place like this. What kind of strange arrangement is this?"
"Perhaps a great cultivator from some sect brought his own disciple out," the older cultivator replied casually.
.....
"According to the abbot's instructions, this humble monk will send the two of you to Cloud Forest City," the senior monk from Chicken Soup Temple said seriously to the young man and woman.
"Thank you for your trouble, Arhat Hao De." Lu Qingshan expressed his respect to Arhat Hao De.
To reach the nearest human city from the West Sand Plateau, one had to cross thousands of miles of barren land, fly straight to Mo Gao, and then exit from there.
First, his current cultivation level didn't allow him to do so. Second, he had some karma with Chicken Soup Temple. Hence, Lu Qingshan might as well ask the Chicken Soup Temple's cultivators to send him to Cloud Forest City.
Of course, the Chicken Soup Holy Monk wouldn't reject Lu Qingshan's request. He specially sent Arhat Hao De, a Void Refinement cultivator, to send him and Qin Yitian to Cloud Forest City.
"Amitabha, it's just a small matter. Don't mention it." Arhat Hao De put his palms together and replied, "I'll take my leave now."
With that, Arhat Hao De walked out of the city. His figure quickly disappeared from Lu Qingshan's sight.
Letting out a long breath, Lu Qingshan brought Qin Yitian and rushed toward the Teleportation Formation in the city.
Naturally, he didn't know that he'd already walked right under the noses of the cultivators from Hades, who were eyeing him covetously.
Lu Qingshan's destination for this trip was simple and clear.
Using Cloud Forest City's Teleportation Formation, he would directly teleport to Xiaowan City.
Xiaowan City was one of the large cities established by Da Xia Kingdom in the Western Region.
In this bustling city, there was a secret cultivation ground belonging to Da Xia Kingdom.
The Soul-Cleansing Pool!
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