The birds were crisp, and crystal clear water droplets hung on the poplar leaves and dripped. The air was filled with the unique fresh and wet smell after the rain. The horse's hooves stepped on the muddy land and splashed mud dots in groups of three or three. Zhu Qingsheng took a deep breath and relieved most of the fatigue after the battle. He quickly dismounted his horse twice, came to his master and said, "Master, see you frowned all the way, is there anything wrong?"

Sima Yuan and his eyes were unconscious, and the horse was holding the reins casually in their palms, allowing the horse to walk forward, as if they were absent-minded. When he heard Zhu Qingsheng calling him, he immediately woke up and said slowly: "Qing'er, do you know where the passerby was just now?"

It turned out that the master was still thinking about this. Zhu Qingsheng still felt nervous when he remembered the thrilling scene just now. When he heard the master talk about this, he couldn't help but feel ashamed: "Qing'er's eyes are clumsy and she can't tell."

"Do you remember your master told you before? There are five major sects in the evil path, among which the five major sects of the evil path have Zhihaotian Palace, which is located far away in the cold land of the north. The Beiming is extremely cold. The current palace master Beiqi is a top-notch master. She has mastered the Northern Demonic Art and has become extremely powerful. There are only three or four rivals in the world. However, she has been in seclusion for decades and has not appeared in the world for a long time."

"No wonder," Zhu Qingsheng remembered that the man had a cold true energy just now, and there was a layer of frost on the ground. It turned out to be a person from Haotian Palace. But he heard from his master that Haotian Palace is far away in the cold land of the north and never comes to the Central Plains. Why did he come to the Sichuan and Lakes in the south this time?

Sima Yuanji seemed to see Zhu Qingsheng's doubts and shook his head slightly: "In recent years, both good and evil have been relatively stable, and there has never been any major battles or frictions. This time, the people in Haotian Palace have gone abnormal and come to the south, and they have not hesitated to reveal their identities to take action. Something must have happened. But the master has long been retired from the world for many years, so I don't know what happened."

Zhu Qingsheng looked up at the sky. At this moment, the sky was clear. Straws of sunshine passed through the white clouds, warm and clear. The skyline in the distance was undulating and continuous, with green and inlaid, and a vast and dense ancient forest could be seen faintly. The dark place on the back could not even penetrate the sun. That was the transit station for this trip: Shennongjia.

The master and the disciple were slowly rushing to the road. They had already found out that there was an ancient town in front of them, called Wangfo. It was not because the town believed in Buddhism and worshiped many Buddha statues. It was because the town was close to Wangfoshan and was the only town with a scale of dozens of miles. Therefore, it was named. If you want to supplement materials, stay in a hotel, buy and trade, you have to go to Wangfo Town, which has always been a nearby important town.

Looking at Foshan, the terrain is not high, beautiful and elegant, surrounded by clouds all year round. Shennongjia is dozens of miles westward. The mountain is full of vegetation, countless strange flowers and plants, and hundreds of them can be used as medicine. However, they have always grown in dangerous places, and there are still beasts and ferocious birds around them. I don’t know how many pharmacists’ lives have been delayed.

There were more and more pedestrians on the road, such as horses, backpackers, playful, and business... As the path gradually merged, various characters also appeared slowly. Zhu Qingsheng saw a man in front of him and saw a very big hunch growing behind him, leaning on a black wooden crutch. The crutch seemed to be forked branches, surrounding it into a circle. From the gap, the hollow inside could be faintly seen. Something had been placed, but it was taken away. The man was short and thin, wearing a thick linen coat, and a eust yellow headscarf wrapped around his head, which was tied up from his left ear.

He seemed to notice Zhu Qingsheng looking at him, and his strange smile turned around and immediately shocked Zhu Qingsheng. It turned out that the man's skin was dark yellow and bloodless. His shriveled wrinkles piled on his face, his eyebrows were sparse, and his nose was like a big black sarcoma. He grinned, and his teeth were burnt yellow and black in his mouth, like an elderly man.

Zhu Qingsheng's heart thumped and he quickly turned his head. The man smiled and stopped caring about Zhu Qingsheng. He slowly walked into the crowd and disappeared in an instant, and could no longer find any trace.

In recent years, I have heard many strange people talk about by Master, but I have never heard Master talk about someone like this. I turned to look at Master, but I saw Master was quite surprised and I never saw him.

Zhu Qingsheng remembered the people in Haotian Palace who were at the post station just now. In addition, this weird person was definitely not an ordinary person. Undercurrents were surging under the calm lake. It seemed that something was about to happen.

Sima Yuanji said: "It seems that it is approaching Zhongyuan, and the Ghost Gate Pass in Fengdu, Sichuan is about to be opened. These evil people can't hold back their loneliness."

As the avenue goes west, I soon arrive at Wangfo Town. There are about 300 families in Wangfo Town, with green tiles and eaves everywhere. A bluestone avenue separates the town from it, connecting east and west, and there are shops along the streets. Although Zhu Qingsheng knew that the title of "Wangfo" originated from the nearby Wangfo Mountain, he still couldn't help but look around to see what Buddhist holy places and temples were there.

Since Wangfo Town is a nearby transportation town, it had just rained heavily and the transportation was inconvenient. Most pedestrians and merchants chose to stay in the town. The streets were bustling with all kinds of hawking. The master and apprentice bought some dry food and supplies and inquired about the customs and customs here. It turned out that this place was close to Wangfoshan, and it was Shennongjia to the west. It was moist all year round, with Feng Shui intergeneration, and many herbs and rare objects. Most of the families made a living by collecting herbs. Among them, the Yu family in the west was passed down from generation to generation and was strong and engaged in business of entering and leaving medicinal materials. Because medicinal materials are necessities and high spoils, it was a very expensive price to buy them. The Yu family has a good business and is actually the first family in Wangfo Town.

The Yu family purchases medicines purchased by the villagers of this town all year round, and then transfers them to other places to make profits. However, they do not bully people. They know the difficulty and danger of herbs going up the mountain to collect herbs. The purchase of medicinal materials is fair, and the rare herbs also adds one or two cents of the price. In recent years, roads and temples have been built, and subsidizes silver for those who are injured or killed on the mountain. They are deeply loved by the villagers of this town, so the nearby herbs are willing to sell medicinal materials to the Yu family.

After purchasing supplies, the master and apprentice bought the supplies, it was already afternoon. In addition, they had not had a good rest for many days, so they found an inn to rest. Unexpectedly, just as they entered the door, they only heard the sound of the eaves dripping from the eaves. It started raining again as the evening approached.

Sima Yuan and Zhu Qingsheng were not very happy about the noisy place. They picked up a quiet place by the window and sat down. They ordered two bowls of hot noodle soup and two plates of vegetables. They were waiting for the waiter to serve the dishes. Zhu Qingsheng looked at the pedestrians outside the window boredly. His eyes suddenly jumped like never before, louder and faster, and his blood seemed to have solidified. His eyes were dazed in front of him, and his head made a buzzing sound.

When the light rain first started to rise, a thin layer of white mist had already grown. A woman walked slowly with an umbrella, like walking on the waves in the shallow water. Her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, her waist was as thin as a bunch, and her black hair was like a waterfall hanging down to her waist. She was dressed in plain white dress, and her clear and elegant aura could be felt from afar. I wonder if it was her who brought this clear rain or this clear rain that brought her.

With just one glance, the woman took root in his heart and could never be forgotten in this life.
Chapter completed!