94 Old woodcutter

Nanliang is a vast country, with nearly a hundred times the territory of the State of Wu, and it is a medium-sized country in the Middle-earth. Such a country is very common in Middle-earth. Because the Southern Liang Kingdom is located in the Great Plain, there are many rivers in its territory, the land is fertile, the wind and rain are smooth, the grain harvests year after year, and the people are stable.

However, the most magical place in Southern Liang is not the vastness of its land, nor the fertile and rich land. It is the folk of Nanliang, where there are countless legends of immortals descending to the earth, and even the most remote border town is no exception.

The story of ordinary people's homes, such as "One year, a fairy went down to earth and fell in love with a poor scholar who studied hard in a cold window of a family. She wanted to be together forever, but she encountered an evil demon who obstructed the dismantling and broke up. One immortal and one mortal went through countless difficulties, and finally

There are also more legendary stories above the court, such as "One year, a great immortal in the lower world, appointed the champion of the Southern Liang Dynasty as his disciple and taught three volumes of the Book of Heaven. The champion has been thinking hard for ten years. Suddenly, he realized it overnight. He put down the vulgarity and drifted away in the air. For a moment, he was full of literature and martial arts, from the emperor to the courtiers. Everyone envied the government and thought about the way of flying immortals.

The storytellers in restaurants and teahouses all over Nanliang State talked about these legendary stories, vividly and spitting, as if he had seen them with his own eyes. And the people and villagers under the stage are even more intoxicated and fascinated. They can't wait to be the poor scholar and the champion. Perhaps this has something to do with the scholars who write these legends, and a large part of these legends are mainly about scholars.

Because there are so many fairy stories, so that large and small Taoist temples in Nanliang have hung the signboard of a fairy to attract men and women, and the incense is flourishing. From the ministers of the court to the people of Li, no matter when they meet the real immortals or fake immortals, the small temple of the Grand View, whether the spirit or not, they worship first to show their sincerity. Maybe one day any real immortal in the view will soar, and the luck of the chicken and dog will fall on their heads.

It is said that most of the territory of the Southern Liang Dynasty is the Great Plain, but to the west of it is a plateau Gobi, which is far more vast than the Southern Liang Dynasty. The Gobi is desolate, sparsely populated, and birds and beasts are extinct. Most importantly, this Gobi does not belong to Nanliang or any other country.

It is said that a long time ago, about three or five thousand years ago, there was a talented emperor in the State of Southern Liang, and suddenly had an idea to put the vast plateau Gobi in the west under the jurisdiction of the State of Southern Liang, and immediately discussed the strategy of sending troops with his ministers with great interest.

However, the dispatch of troops has not yet come to a result. The ambitious emperor, as well as dozens of imperial ministers who have participated in this matter, have been killed in just a few days. The Southern Liang Kingdom has changed its dynasty overnight, and the new emperor succeeded to the throne. Since then, the Nanliang court has changed its color when they heard about the western The idea of expanding the territory.

Since this change, Nanliang people have rumored that the plateau Gobi is the land of immortals, and secular mortals are strictly forbidden to step on their feet. If they accidentally offend the immortals, they will suffer bad luck.

The winding post road in the western border of the Southern Liang Dynasty. The extension to a border town is over. This town is remote. Peaceful and quiet. The streets are neat. Blue bricks are laid on the ground. Simple and old-fashioned. The thatched huts and tile houses on both sides of the street are scattered. It can accommodate at least one or two thousand people.

Early morning. The smoke is curling up in the town. The townspeople in three or twos of places have got up to work.

The second steed slowly along the official road of Nanliang. Come to the town. Look at the appearance of the two of them. They are all young. One is about 17 years old. Ordinary appearance. Wearing a thick blue shirt. Carrying a package. Calm and gentle. The other one is about 15 years old. Waist with a sharp sword. His face is still full of childishness. Looking around from time to time.

Early in the morning. There are not many people on the street yet. It's just their second ride.

The two of them walked slowly while driving their horses. While talking.

"Brother Ye. The last time I followed my father to this fairyland city. I only remember passing through Nanliang and this westernmost town in Nanliang. But how to get to the back road? But I can't remember."

They are none other than Ye Qin and Nan Zhongjie. It took them a long time to travel 800 miles day and night, constantly changing horses, and then arrived in the western border of the Southern Liang Kingdom from the distant State of Wu. I just came here, but I encountered a small trouble. Nanzhongjie couldn't remember how to go on the last journey.

Nanzhongjie looked at the Gobi outside the town in a daze and said with some shame.

Ye Qin grabbed the horse under his seat and looked at the plateau. The whole plateau Gobi was shrouded in a white morning fog, and he could hardly see the edge. Even on this Gobi, this Xianyuan City can't be seen with the naked eye at all.

He was also a little helpless. He saw the ground, but forgot the road in the last part of the journey.

Ye Qin said, "If you really can't remember, let's stay in Nanliang for a while first. Nanliang is so big and close to Xianyuan City. There must be a lot of immortal cultivation families here. Let's see if you can find one or two immortals and ask how to get to this Xianyuan City. It's better than looking everywhere on the Gobi without a clue.

Nan Zhongjie nodded in shame: "Well, Brother Ye, let's go back to Nanliang first. The Gobi is too desolate. If you meet a few malicious monks, it will be bad.

The two of them rode back along the official road.

In the small town, an energetic old woodcutter was passing by with a load of dry wood. When he saw Ye Qin and Nan Zhongjie, he was surprised and quickly put down a load of dry wood and saluted, saying that he had seen the two immortals.

Ye Qin was shocked and surprised to explore the old woodcutter with spiritual eyes. He found that this was just an ordinary woodcutter with no power. He couldn't help wondering, "Old man, how do you know that the two of us are immortals?"

The old woodcutter smiled happily and said, "When I was old and young, I met a fairy by chance. The fairy asked me to cut the woodcutter three times a day, bring some oil, salt and tea and goods, and send them to the fairy city. The old man has been doing this job for decades, and he has seen many immortals. Now, although the old man is old and dizzy, he can see at a glance that the demeanor of the two immortals is no different from the immortals in the fairy city. There is no doubt that they are immortals.

Ye Qin was even more surprised: "Have you seen a lot of people who cultivate immortals?"

The old woodcutter laughed and said, "Isn't it true? There are many immortals with profound mana in the fairy city, and there are also many ordinary people like old people."

Ye Qin and Nan Zhongjie looked at each other and were overjoyed. They were worried that they didn't know where to find the way to Xianyuan City, but they didn't expect to meet an old woodcutter familiar with the situation, which helped them a lot.

"So, does the old man know where the fairy city is?"

"The old man is about to pick up firewood and go to the fairy city. If the two immortals want to go to the fairy city, the old man is willing to go with them.

"Thank you very much!"

The old woodcutter walked in front of him with firewood, chattering along the way, saying a lot about what he had met the immortals before. There are some vulgar and trivial things in Xianyuan City, such as firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea. People who cultivate immortals don't want to do it. Naturally, they are indispensable for ordinary people to do these work. If you work for immortals, you will get a lot of gold and silver, and you will get a lot of benefits. There are many secular mortals like old woodcutters in this town.

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