Chapter 10 Chudu

The sky is clear and the clouds are clear.

Next to a trickling stream, dense trees shake in the breeze, flowers bloom, and grass grow and warbler fly. Ying Yu and Xiao Ruoli walked slowly along the stream.

Since they were discovered by the disciples of Tiandaomen in Wangfeng City and humiliated the disciples of Tiandaomen, Tiandaomen's search for them has intensified. It is often seen that people who control the sky row across the sky, leaving a vast atmosphere of terror.

On the way to the Chudu Palace, they also met several waves of disciples of Tiandaomen. Although they were unwell after several confrontations, they killed many people on the other side, but they were also slightly tired.

However, their cultivation has increased a lot in battles. Especially Ying Yu, he is finally not the fledgling beginner and has a certain grasp of the battle.

In addition to fighting and rushing, there is only practice!

He often felt that the jade match on his neck was suddenly pulled during his practice. Sometimes he was sitting high, falling directly from the roof or tree and suffered several losses.

At the same time, occasionally in his sleep, some familiar and strange scenes will appear, making him tired and confused.

At this time, beside the stream, the rain was full of wind and dust, and there were several dark colors on his blue clothes, all stained with blood. Xiao Ruoli's clothes were neat and blood-stained, but her bright eyes were full of vigilance and murderous intent, and Liuli Xiao was waiting in her hands at any time.

Their enemies are not only disciples of Tiandaomen, but also vicious monsters wandering in the mountains and wilderness, so they have to be cautious.

Xiao Ruoli sat and walked and said, "At present, I can only get the score of "Forget Drunken Red Dust" as soon as possible, and then leave Chudu. When there are more and more monks in the middle region, and there are all kinds of monasists, Tiandao's search for us will be reduced. After all, no sect is willing to come and go as freely as other people's back gardens.

"How long will it take for us to get to the palace of Chudu in the past?" Ying Yu asked.

Xiao Ruoli thought slightly and said, "Although Chu is big, it is only the boundary between the two domains. We have been walking for nearly two months. It should not be far away. Let's go ahead and have a look.

Walking along the stream to the end, the whole stream turns to the west and continues to flow.

There are dense forests on both sides, and in the distance are rolling mountains. As for the wide road ahead, there is a towering city at the end of the vision.

Xuanwang City, the king's capital of Chu in the past, is a huge city, and the palace is also in it.

Since a terrible turmoil 40 years ago, millions of corpses have been buried, and the Chu Palace has also been scattered and collapsed. Because of the oblivion, the rest of the monks and even mortals dare not rebuild buildings here, so they are still in ruins 40 years later.

Except for part of the ruins in the north, the rest of Xuanwang City is still normal. The flow of people is surging, lively, and all kinds of * voices are endless. However, in the usual city of mortals, there are many monks from all directions.

It's hard to find magic soldiers!

As soon as he was born, he was classified as the 99th in the list of divine soldiers, and the king of Chu's sword attracted people from all walks of life. Anyone who is a monk, who doesn't want to get a weapon that can help him spread his fame all over the world?

It is certain that no matter who can get the sword of the king of Chu to recognize the Lord, he will be famous and respected!

It's just that this hot-blooded thing has nothing to do with Ying Yu. He walked on the street wearing a covered hat and glanced at them. He had found many monks, whose cultivation could not be seen through by himself, and his heart was cold when he was shocked.

Originally, he had a little expectation for the sword of the king of Chu, but now compared with the cultivation of all parties, he knows that he belongs to the bottom, and his hope is slim, and he can't help but be very discouraged.

And Xiao Ruoli did not have this kind of concern. She wore a veil and walked easily on the street. She aspires to the song "Forget the Drunken Red Dust" and has no intention of fighting for the divine soldiers, and naturally she will not be as disappointed as Yingyu.

There are many monks in this city. Naturally, there are disciples of Tiandaomen, but they don't worry even if they pass by the disciples of Tiandaomen. Not everyone recognizes them.

Ying Yu glanced around and whispered, "I have seen many monks, some of whom are very horrible. Especially in the Tiandao Gate, several people see it like an abyss of the sea. Even if the Tiandao Gate catches us, we don't have to send these highly cultivated people. It seems that their main goal should be on the sword of the king of Chu. What a pity.

Xiao Ruoli smiled and said, "What's the pity? Tiandao Gate should focus on the sword of the king of Chu, so that he won't pay too much attention to us. We got what we needed and left quickly, but it was much safer.

Yingyu said weakly, "That's what you need, not what I need."

"Do you have any complaints?" Xiao Ruoli squinted at Ying Yudao and raised a seductive smile from the corners of her mouth hidden under the veil, but no one could see it.

"No, no." Ying Yu said helplessly.

He dares not make a light decision, but once he makes up his mind, he will definitely complete it.

Since you promised to accompany the other party to the Central Xuanji Garden to participate in the Xuanji Conference, you must do it. Now he only hopes to arrive at his destination as soon as possible, and it's a good thing to brush his clothes.

Xiao Ruoli said, "According to the news from everywhere, those literati who got the music are still on the bank of the Chu River outside the city's palace and are trying to determine the ownership of the music score with their talent. I am so talented that I will be able to take the music in my hands.

Ying Yu still longed for the sword of the king of Chu, so he asked, "Are you really not interested in that sword of the king of Chu? That's a magic weapon that can be on the list of divine soldiers.

Xiao Ruoli snorted, "Don't you know that you really want that sword? However, you have no chance. You should know that among the people who come to seize this weapon, there are those who have just stepped into the road of practice, but obviously have a bad head; there are also people whose cultivation has reached the Taoist realm, which is extremely terrible. If you don't have a fever in your head, then grab it, but I guess you may not even have a whole body.

Ying Yu really has no temper now. Although a sharp blade is in the same area with him, he feels as far away as the world.

He believed that if he got this sword in full view of the public, he would be torn to pieces by the rest of the monks.

It is unrealistic to secretly get this sword. These days, monks in Xuanwang City are flying all over the sky, almost without letting go of any corner, and the search scope is quite tight.

He looked up and glanced around and saw more than a dozen waves of people flying over the sky. On the roof of the surrounding houses, there are also hundreds of people with different clothes staying or running, which shows how attractive the king sword of Chu is.

"You'd better honestly see how I won the music score that can be passed down through the ages." Xiao Ruoli said proudly that in contrast, it is just a curly score. Except for those who have hobbies in this field, no one will grab it for no reason.

To the northeast of Xuanwang City, thousands of feet away is the peak of ruthlessness. It is said that in the past, the king of Chu led millions of people to attack the forgetful people on this peak, although all of them were defeated. However, the ruthless fairy Yun Qing dance on the side of the king of Chu unexpectedly broke through in the battle. Under the great increase in cultivation, he also killed all the forgetful fellows, which was a frightening mountain.

Between Xuanwang City and Desperate Peak, this vast plain is the land that once had bloodshed thousands of miles and red fog, called the bloody plain.

It's just that it was 40 years ago. Although the earth here is dark, there is no unpleasant smell of blood. But it is still empty, and even monsters are unwilling to set foot in this area.

Stepping on this land, Ying Yu was secretly shocked and said, "Why did we come here? Is the river you mentioned here? Didn't you say that the river was not far from the palace? Why did the distance suddenly widen?

Xiao Ruoli grinded her teeth and said, "The Chu River is very long, but the literati who got the music score took a boat and drifted far along the river. Even the music score was taken away. I don't know where he drifted. So we are now going to the turning point of the Chu River and go back to look for it. They should not stay away from the water. They should stop somewhere before the turn.

Ying Yu stopped talking, and he found that the sky was as pale as Xiao Ruoli's face. It's still sunny just now. At present, it is cloudy and cloudy, and it will rain at any time.

There are monks everywhere in the world. Or soar high and walk in the air; or step on the grass and chase the wind, one step by ten feet. Each showed a strong cultivation.

After all, this is the place where millions of troops were destroyed. The king of Chu is naturally in it, and perhaps the sword of the king of Chu is also here. Many people have such speculations, so the number of people here is still higher than the people in Xuanwangcheng and Jueqing Peak.