Chapter 102
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A few days later.
Li Wuyou had arrived at the Hundred Thousand Mountains in Nanjiang.
Nanjiang basically did not have much contact with the Central Plains.
Apart from the fact that they both belonged to the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Nanjiang was in the south of Jiangnan, between the islands of the South Sea Region and Jiangnan.
It was located in a low-lying basin.
Surrounded by mountains on all sides, it was like a paradise isolated from the rest of the world.
The people in the Hundred Thousand Mountains in Nanjiang were not Han people.
Their way of life was also very different from that of the people of the Central Plains.
Therefore, they were basically still in an enclosed space.
The only way they could communicate with the outside world was through some caravans.
Li Wuyou did not know the specific location of the Witchcraft Sect.
Therefore, after entering the range of Nanjiang, he landed from the sky and began to take the initiative to look for someone who could lead the way.
Someone had to take him to the inside of the Witchcraft Sect.
Swoosh!
Li Wuyou walked aimlessly in the forest.
The weather in Nanjiang was very different from that in the Central Plains. The air was humid, and in this season, it was particularly depressing.
Even the forest was listless.
The forest was particularly rugged, and occasionally snakes, insects, rats, and ants would pass by.
It was very difficult for ordinary people to walk here.
However, Li Wuyou was not affected much.
With his strength of the eighth level of the Supreme Power Realm, he was basically walking on flat ground. The weather would not affect him in the slightest.
"There seems to be a group ahead."
There were few people in Nanjiang, and most of them were distributed in their own tribes.
Their range of activities was not too far away.
Li Wuyou walked for two days before he finally met a group.
Moreover, he was quite lucky.
There were Han people in this group, and they seemed to have a strong background.
There were dozens of carriages in the group, and all the carriages were loaded with heavy goods.
There were even soldiers with swords and bows guarding them.
Li Wuyou looked at the bows and the armor on the soldiers and felt that they should be from the imperial court.
Only people from the imperial court would dare to openly possess such a large number of weapons and armor.
"I have to find a way to get close to them."
Li Wuyou's eyes flickered.
If he suddenly appeared in the wilderness, the other party would definitely be suspicious.
He had to find a suitable method.
Li Wuyou's eyes flickered as he thought of an idea.
He secretly followed this group of Imperial Court troops for a while, and then basically deduced their direction of travel.
Thus, he arrived at the path that they had to pass through in advance.
Then, he took out his sword and saber and casually made a few cuts on his body.
He deliberately slowed down the healing process.
He made himself look like he was seriously injured.
Then, he lay down by the side of the road.
He pretended to be unconscious.
Crash!
Crash!
After waiting for about half an hour, the group from the imperial court slowly drove over from afar.
"There's someone ahead."
"Be careful!"
A few of the soldiers who were leading the way came over and surrounded Li Wuyou.
Someone carefully stepped forward to check his aura.
With Li Wuyou's current strength, it was quite easy for him to hide from an ordinary soldier.
Soon, the soldier reported to the team.
"Mr. Liu!"
"It seems that he's a Jianghu man from the Central Plains. He was seriously injured and fainted here."
The black carriage at the front stopped, and the curtain was lifted.
An old man with a long beard was revealed.
He was dressed in a green robe and looked very plain.
However, his eyes were filled with a kind of dignity and arrogance that was rare for ordinary people.
He was definitely not an ordinary person.
"Can he still be saved?"
The old man stroked his long beard and asked in a low voice.
"His injuries are all superficial. He must have fainted because he was overworked and lost a little blood. He should wake up with some food and water."
The soldier had been traveling in the Southern Border for many years and had some experience.
"Then save him."
The old man waved his hand and said.
"We're all Han people. We can't just watch him die in this wilderness."
"Mr. Liu is a righteous man!"
That soldier respectfully cupped his hands together. After which, he turned around and waved his hand at the few soldiers surrounding Li Wuyou as he gave his orders.
"Save him."
"Yes, sir!"
Then, someone lifted the unconscious Li Wuyou and sent him to the back.
The convoy continued to move forward slowly.
…
In the evening.
The convoy slowly came to a stop.
It was almost night, and the jungle in the Southern Border was not easy to travel, so they had to set up camp and rest.
The person called Mr. Liu was in the center of the camp.
He was firmly surrounded by soldiers.
It was almost impossible to get through.
Even mosquitoes could not get in.
"Gojoseon Zhennan's teacher is worthy of this lineup."
Li Wuyou was still pretending to be unconscious, but his soul could see everything. He thought to himself.
Along the way.
He had already learned most of the team's situation in secret.
The old man who saved him.
His name was Liu Tianming.
He was the think tank of Zhennan Palace and the teacher of the current Gojoseon Zhennan.
It was said that he was the successor of Guiguzi.
And this group came to the southern border with such great fanfare in order to do a shady business.
The vehicles were filled with a large number of living materials.
This included food and clothing for the winter.
There were even seeds and some books on agriculture and so on.
They were all to support the development of the tribes in the Southern Border.
And what they wanted to exchange was the weapons secretly made in the Southern Border.
Including bows, swords, and even poisonous weapons that were poisoned by the witchcraft sect.
They were all used for Gojoseon Zhennan's rebellion.
Logically speaking.
Such a secretive team, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, would not save a stranger like him.
But Liu Tianming ordered people to save him.
It was a little strange.
However, Li Wuyou had learned some things and knew that this matter was not strange.
The reason why Liu Tianming saved him was not to save his life at all.
It was for his blood.
This Liu Tianming practiced the martial arts of the Ghost Valley. When he was young, he was injured in the fight for the secret of the Ghost Valley.
This injury followed him for the rest of his life.
He had to absorb some human blood every once in a while.
To maintain his life.
Along the way, from Zhennan Palace to the Southern Border, Liu Tianming had secretly killed four accompanying soldiers.
It would be easy to arouse suspicion if he continued to kill.
It was also more troublesome.
Coincidentally, there was such a guy, so he took advantage of him.
"My blood is not that easy to use."
Li Wuyou sneered slightly in his heart. Then, he pretended to be in a daze and opened his eyes.
"Where is this?"
He rubbed his temples and sat up.
With a little confusion in his eyes, he looked at the soldiers guarding around him.
"You're awake?"
The few burly soldiers around them all turned their heads over.
Someone said.
"We are the caravan of Zhennan Palace. On the way, we saw you injured and unconscious. Our Mr. Liu took pity on you and saved you."
"Thank you, thank you so much …"
Li Wuyou also said.
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