Chapter 29 Luo Xiazong

The vast land of Shenzhou is vast and boundless. Tens of thousands of years have passed quietly, but no one knows where the end is.

In the vast land, the sky is already a little dark, and the cold wind blows, adding a little desolation. An autumn rain is gradually getting heavier.

The ancient road is long, stretching into the distance. There is no end in sight. A thin figure is moving forward in the thin rain and fog. Looking carefully, it finds that when the rain curtain is still an inch away from the body, it seems to have received some resistance. It tilted to one side and slowly slide down.

In the distance, a simple teahouse stands on the side of the road. Under the long eaves, there are several tables and chairs, which is very simple. There are several passers-by. I'm afraid it's a business trip to shelter from the rain on the road!

"Boss, a bowl of hot tea!" A slightly tired voice came, but it had a gentle meaning, not as rough as a farmer who usually rested his feet.

Boss Wang was leaning against the door and taking a nap. Hearing the sound, he was just slightly shocked. He looked up, but he was a teenager, only 16 or 17 years old. His eyes were like autumn water, particularly clear, and his face was dusty, and he looked like a scholar traveling around.

"Okay, wait a minute!" When Boss Wang saw that there was a business coming to his door, he also came to his spirits. He quickly stood up and went into the house to get the boiled tea. Boss Wang was also alone. Ten years ago, there was a plague in his hometown, and both of them died of them. When they were exiled here, he built a tea house and made some hard money.

"Your tea!" Boss Wang saw that he was a scholar, and he also had some respect in his heart and handed over tea.

"Thank you very much!" The young man smiled, took the tea, took a sip first, and then breathed a sigh of relief. His eyebrows seemed to have stretched a little because of the cup of hot tea. He put down the tea bowl and looked into the distance.

The dusk is heavy, it is vast, and the rain is heavier.

"Alas!" After a long time, the young man suddenly sighed, not knowing whether it was the sudden autumn rain or something else.

This young man was Bai Lang. Half a month ago, he pushed the little thunder away under the ancient monument. At that time, the ancient monument collapsed. In the golden light, the black altar emitted a soft light and wrapped himself. In the chaos, he only felt that his mind was muddled, unclear and vague. Zhong seemed to see the three big words "Sky" floating on the altar, and then felt that the sky turned around and fell into drowsiness. When he woke up, he found that he had fallen into a messy forest, but there was no scar on his body, which made Bai Lang happy.

After he woke up, his eyes were blank, but he didn't know where he was. He flew aimlessly for a few days before he met a town. After inquiry, he knew that he was in a dynasty called "Zhou". It is said that the land is vast and stretches for tens of thousands of miles. He was also at a loss for a moment and didn't know where the so-called "Zhou" dynasty was. In short, he did not belong to his hometown.

Inexplicably transmitted here by the altar, Bai Lang only had a bitter smile. He also wandered aimlessly and wandered all the way. He was also comfortable. Occasionally, when he thought of Jingwu, he could only shake his head and be speechless.

Sitting around, there were travel businessmen who traveled all the way. Several men drank tea and looked at the cold rain outside. They were bored for a moment and gradually began to chat.

"These days, business is becoming more and more difficult to do. A few days ago, a batch of goods from Zhao's business in Qingzhou went halfway, but they were intercepted by the bandits. It is said that the young owner of the Zhao family was captured by the bandits!"

"Zhao's family in Qingzhou?!" An older man was shocked, put down the teacup and glanced at the young man who had just spoken. Obviously, he didn't believe it. "Xu Er, don't talk nonsense. The Zhao family has been running for generations, and even the government is three-feared, but the local emperor didn't hire many masters in the shipment? How could he Robbed!"

Several other people also shook their heads with a smile, with great disbelief.

When the man named Xu Er saw that everyone didn't believe it, he suddenly became a little anxious and his voice became louder. He said, "Hey, I'm not talking nonsense. My cousin was also in it at that time. At that time, he saw the black wind turning around, and more than a dozen robbers rushed out, holding cold knives, and cutting those masters in a blink of an eye. On the ground...ut, that's really awesome!"

Xu Er seemed to have a talent for storytelling. As if he had experienced it himself, he immediately attracted everyone and silently listened to Xu Er's saliva. When he talked about the wonderful things, even the owner of the teahouse opened his eyes and listened nervously.

"A big family like the Zhao family will also have this day, hey hey, but do they just forget it like this?" Finally, a bearded man looked excited and seemed to feel very comfortable about the distress of the Zhao family, but he asked eagerly.

"How can it be? The Zhao family is a big family in Qingzhou. It is said that there are still * in the court. How can it be like this?" Xu Er saw that everyone was more and more excited. At this moment, he raised his legs on the stool, patted his thighs and said, "It is said that later they spent a lot of money to invite dozens of martial arts masters to come forward to help recover the goods. Things, guess what...!"

Xu Er filled everyone's appetite and waited for everyone's face to be anxious. Then he looked around for a week and shouted, "The dozens of martial arts masters turned out to be gone. Three days later, the Zhao family received a big box containing the heads of dozens of masters!"

Ah!" Hearing this, everyone couldn't help screaming.

After a long time, everyone still had a lingering lingering heart, sighing that it was not themselves who met the robbers, but alsoren dao: "That group of thieves is so powerful that the Zhao family seems to suffer this big loss!"

"Hey!" Xu Er had a mysterious expression on his face. After a long time, he lowered his voice and said, "How can the Zhao family put up with this? I heard that the Zhao family is going to invite the immortals of Luoxiazong to take action!"

"Ah!" At this time, everyone seemed to have heard something more incredible, and there was a look of awe and fear on their faces.

"The Zhao family is so powerful, can you invite those immortals? I heard that some people once paid 10,000 taels of gold and wanted to buy a disciple's quota, but those immortals disdained it!" At that moment, someone said, but his face was skeptical.

Bai Lang sat aside and had nothing to do, but also listened to it. Hearing this, his heart moved. When he thought about it, he understood that maybe the immortals they were talking about were true practitioners. Thinking of this, Bai Lang's eyes suddenly lit up. He walked all the way, but he had never met a practitioner. Since Qingzhou There is such a sect, why don't you go and have a look?

At present, I continued to listen, only hearing people shaking their heads and laughing, or asking other questions, but most of them say that Xu Er has always liked to exaggerate, and today he is mostly bragging and pasting himself.

"It's not impossible. Those immortals occasionally help some rich people get rid of evil spirits and catch ghosts, but most of them collect some rare things as a reward!" Boss Wang, who was half leaning against the door, suddenly said.

When everyone heard someone interrupting, they turned their eyes. Boss Wang saw that everyone had fixed their eyes on him. For a moment, he was a little embarrassed. The old man blushed slightly, coughed a few times, and looked embarrassed, which immediately caused a burst of laughter.

"Boss Wang also knows about those immortals?" The older man was still older and asked.

"Ha ha, I also heard what people said in the past. You have walked around and haven't come here for a long time. I probably don't know. I heard that those immortals are recently opening an altar in Qingzhou City to receive apprentices, regardless of wealth. As long as you can pass the test, you can get started. Now Qingzhou City is in a mess, and rich families from all over the world , peddlers and pawns, and many martial arts knights are rushing here!"

Speaking of this, Boss Wang suddenly raised his head and smiled, "If you go to have a try and are lucky enough to be selected, you will be lucky!"

When everyone heard the words, they actually showed a heartbeat look, as if they were very yearning for the "Langxia School", but this look only stayed on their faces for a moment, and everyone became indifferent again and said with a smile, "Boss Wang, we rude people, how can we have such a blessing!"

"Boss Wang, I don't know how to get to Qingzhou where Luo Xiazong is located?" Bai Lang stood up, saluted Boss Wang, and asked. He had decided to go to Qingzhou for a walk.

"Uh!" Seeing that the silent scholar had been saluteing himself just now, Boss Wang couldn't help but be stunned for a moment and then smiled, "This little brother also wants to have a try? Ha ha, I think there is a great chance to see you as a talented person!"

A elegant scholar is so polite to himself, and Boss Wang is also very proud of himself, and his words are more polite. "You really don't know when you travel around. Three hundred miles along this ancient road, there is a city, which is Qingzhou, which is thousands of miles, but it is the most prosperous. If it is I don't know. Just ask and you will know!"

When Bai Lang heard the words, he immediately bowed his hand and said, "Thank you, Boss Wang!"

I don't know when the rain outside has gradually stopped. After an autumn rain, the air is still cool, with raindrops, crystal clear, slowly dripping from the tip of the grass leaves.

"Qingzhou!" Bai Lang slowly got up, stretched his body, looked at a cloud in the sky, and a trace of brilliance flashed in his eyes.

Soon after, on the way to Qingzhou, the business traveler that the team had just talked about in the teahouse was driving the horses and stepping on a slightly muddy road.

A young man suddenly raised his head and seemed to remember something. He glanced around for a long time and only saw an ancient road stretching into the endless distance. There was a trace of doubt in his eyes and asked a tall man next to him, "Brother Xu, the beautiful scholar just now did not fall on us. Isn't it far behind? Why did it suddenly disappear?