Father's love is like a mountain

Chapter 183

Xia Yongchu didn't rashly get in touch with the arrogances of the various sects, nor did he go to Xia Zhongzhong, but went to a caravan. He planned to ask again if the people in these caravans had heard any legends or knew anything about it. information.

The people in this caravan set up several tents and lit a bonfire in the middle. Several people sat around the bonfire, chatting, laughing and drinking. A golden-roasted sheep dripping with oil was roasting on the bonfire.

Seeing him approaching, several caravan guards stood up, holding the handle of the knife.

The main reason is that Xia Yongchu's current attire is not very serious no matter how you look at it. Although there is no malice or killing intent on him, these caravan guards are still a little nervous.

"I just want to inquire about some news, and I'll give it to you for a reward. Oh, and I'll buy a leg of lamb by the way." Xia Yongchu stopped outside and said in a hoarse voice.

He uses the language of Chu, but he doesn't worry that others won't understand. There used to be a unified dynasty on this land, and everyone had the same ancestors.

Thousands of years have passed, and although languages ​​have developed in different ways, they remain the same. If you speak slowly and clearly, you can basically communicate.

A young man wearing a gold collar and seemingly countless gold ornaments on his body gestured to the guards, and smiled at Xia Yongchu: "Dear guest, please sit down."

Xia Yongchu sat down beside him without hesitation, took a sip of the wine handed over by him.

The man looked puzzled.

This is a young man who seems to be less than 20 years old, with thin skin and tender flesh, but upon closer inspection, the thin skin and tender flesh is not due to lack of sun exposure and exercise, but because he has practiced some kind of superior martial arts.

His eyes were slender and sharp, and his cheeks were naturally flushed, making him very handsome.

If it wasn't for his extremely strong temperament and obvious Adam's apple, Xia Yongchu would almost think he was a woman disguised as a man.

"I think your aura is somewhat similar to the immortal teacher enshrined in my family. But you don't care about getting along with me and other mortals. Could it be that you are the kind of immortal master who likes to play games?"

In this person's words, it seems that Xia Yongchu is a monk of immortality.

Appears to be well-informed and of extraordinary background.

How can ordinary people have the opportunity to meet the high-ranking immortal monks?

And mentioning that his family enshrines the immortal master is actually a deterrent: there are people behind me, so don't mess around.

Xia Yongchu raised his head and took off his bamboo hat. His eyes sized him up, staying near his right waist, left wrist, and neck.

The man showed a look of relief: "Your guest is really clever."

Xia Yongchu put on the hat again.

The place where his gaze stayed just now was the place where the other party was carrying a magic weapon or talisman.

Although this young man is a martial artist, he is highly skilled and can be said to be half-step opener; moreover, he is carrying a magic weapon and a talisman.

It can be seen that he is of extraordinary origin.

There are several caravans here, Xia Yongchu singled him out, in fact, because he saw how extraordinary he was, and thought he might know something.

"Whatever your guest wants to ask, just ask, I know everything."

With a flick of his hand, Xia Yongchu arranged a simple sound-proof circle, and the spiritual fluctuations made several people who seemed to be immortal monks look over.

With a hoarse voice, he asked straight to the point: "Why are there so many monks gathered here?"

"Well, I'm not particularly clear about the reason," the young man showed an apologetic expression, "But before I set off, an elderly immortal teacher at home mentioned that this month of this year is a special period, and I have to spend endless time on it." Be very careful in the sea of ​​sand and don't cause trouble. If it wasn't for the family business, I wouldn't be crossing the endless sea of ​​sand at this time."

"Special period?" Xia Yongchu chewed on this sentence.

He looked at the young man again, "Family business? Haha, then family business."

This young man is definitely not from a family of merchants. His caravan guards are full of energy, move neatly, and obey orders. If this is not an elite professional soldier, Xia Yongchu would dig out his own eyeballs.

He couldn't find anything here, and Xia Yongchu wasn't depressed.

He ate a few bites of the leg of lamb, thanked the young man, and got up to leave.

"VIP!"

"What else is there?" Xia Yongchu sat back again.

"I just remembered something. The immortal master in my family once sighed that those who had harvested 50 years ago are now true immortals. I don't know which talents will shine 50 years later?"

"Oh?" Xia Yongchu quickly understood that no matter what the opportunity here is, it should happen once every 50 years, and many sects know that they will send elites to fight for it.

The elites who came here should all be below the Golden Core Realm.

Because the phrase "those who had harvested 50 years ago are now real immortals" means that those who harvested extraordinary 50 years ago, after obtaining those resources, have successfully become Jindan realm.

"True immortals", in the practice world, refers to those with great supernatural powers above the Golden Core Realm, because there is a huge gap between the Golden Core Realm and the Supernatural Power Realm.

Except for those monks who have mastered the supernatural power of life extension, the lifespan of ordinary monks in the supernatural power realm is usually around 150 years old. Although they live longer than ordinary people, they are not far behind.

But when it comes to Jindan, it immediately enjoys 800 years of life, and it is simply not the same species.

The young man looked at Xia Yongchu with expectant eyes: "I guess, there will be a big opportunity here every 50 years. Are the distinguished guests here to compete for that opportunity?"

Xia Yongchu smiled: "Competing with others is worse than fighting with the sky; fighting with the sky is worse than fighting with yourself."

After laughing, he got up and walked away.

"Compete with the sky? Compete with yourself? What do you mean?" The young man scratched his head.

In fact, Xia Yongchu didn't know what he meant.

It's just that in front of mortals, you have to be forceful, so I casually said something pretending to be profound, and I don't remember whose signature I saw on QQ in my previous life.

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Xia Zhongqi glanced back inadvertently, and frowned slightly when he saw the familiar figure of wearing a hat.

Over the years, almost every time he had a major harvest, he would see this person appear.

But the other party did not talk to him, nor would he make a move, it seemed that it was just a coincidence that he appeared in front of him.

But is it really a coincidence?
Xia Qiqi didn't believe there was such a coincidence.

The other party can't be his lucky messenger.

Although he has not felt the malice from the mysterious bamboo hat so far, he must be on guard against others.

And... Every time this person appears, it means that there is an opportunity, and with the opportunity, there is also danger.

He decided to cheer up and meet the unknown challenge.

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By the edge of a clear blue pond, there were several people who looked different from ordinary people.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the side of the pond is empty, but for some reason, whether it is caravans, horse thieves, dancers, or special professionals, they are unwilling, or dare not approach it, or even just look there. , will be upset.

"Duan Rongping, you're here too." said a handsome man in white clothes Shengxue, whose face seemed to be covered with a thick layer of frost.

"Well, let's join in the fun." The speaker, lazily carrying a four-foot-long thick-backed knives on his shoulders, dressed sloppily like a mortal swordsman, walked back and forth.

Looking around, he said with a smile: "This time people came quite neatly, let me see... Luo Feixue is still so beautiful! Shi Wugui, laughing so disgustingly. Then who, hey, he came too , Xiao Hui has always disliked group activities. Hey, fourth brother, hello, long time no see! A few days ago, I drank with your brother, your brother is very interesting! And Bashisan, don’t look at me Okay, your eyes are too creepy. Yo, Mei Jianyue is here too. Yes, it’s you, dog, do you dare to make a move? If you don’t dare, shrink back, eggless guy. By the way By the way, has anyone seen that Bai Yi?"

"Bai Yi? Just squeak when you come. Chi Xiwen, have you seen Bai Yi?" Duan Rongping hooked the corner of his mouth, revealing a somewhat tired smile.

The handsome man in white with a cold face shook his head: "No. Fourth He saw her before, and she killed a disciple of the Yongchun Sect. Why do you want her?"

Duan Rongping grinned loudly: "I owe her something, I'm poor and can't repay the debt, so I plan to pay her back a few dollars."

Xiao Hui interjected from the side: "Slow down, you're not the only one who wants to trouble her. I went out this time because of her. I don't care about any chance, I just want to bring back her head."

Duan Rongping squinted at him, "Did she kill your concubine?"

Xiao Hui was wearing a blue Taoist robe, and instead of wearing a Taoist bun, she wore long black hair, fastened with a wooden hairpin.

His demeanor is elegant and light, where he is, it seems that even the air becomes fresh.

To Duan Rongping's slightly provocative words, he didn't show the slightest expression, and said calmly: "I have a junior who died under her red lotus fire."

"Junior? You have a lot of juniors, and quite a few were killed by the witches of the Red Lotus Sect. I didn't see you clamoring for revenge." Duan Rongping's winking smile didn't deserve to be beaten. The kind of Tao?"

Xiao Hui took a deep look at him, but closed her eyes without replying.

Duan Rongping stuck out his tongue: "It happened, he held a grudge. It is said that Xiao Hui never speaks harshly, usually after killing someone, he will read a scripture to the corpse. Xiao Hui, isn't it? By the way, what sutra did you recite to other people's corpses?"

Xiao Hui closed her eyes and ignored him at all.

"Why do you bother to provoke him? Yuzhenguan and your Lingyun Jiange have always had a good relationship, and they advance and retreat together." A middle-aged man who looked chubby, but wore a narrow tights, and his body was so fat that it was very unsightly.

"Zhang Hailing, look at what you said, the twelve sects of the alliance, each sect advances and retreats together, everyone is brothers and sisters, understand!" Duan Rongping said with a smile.

"Noisy," before Zhang Hailing could speak, a beautiful and petite woman next to her said impatiently, "You've been talking non-stop since you came, can you make people's ears quieter?"

"Luo Feixue, I'm not your licking dog," Duan Rongping said lazily, "I won't spoil you. You want to teach me how to do things? Come on, let's see the truth under my hands. If you can beat me to shut up, Of course I shut up."

"You!" Even if Luo Feixue was slightly angry, she still looked charming.The blemish-free face had two blushes because of anger.

But after stomping her feet, she pouted her rouge-like lips, but she didn't dare to make a move after all.

These people are similar in age and cultivation, and they have fought against each other many times since they entered Taoism.

They all know each other's combat power.

It may be difficult to rank one, two, three.

But I have to ask everyone, who do you want to fight the most?

The name Duan Rongping must have been mentioned frequently.

Maybe even the most frequently mentioned.

But Duan Rongping didn't provoke anymore, he put down the thick back knife on his shoulder and used it as a crutch, "When will the secret realm open?"

Luo Feixue gave him a white look, and his voice was like a yellow warbler, "It's our first time here, who knows. Anyway, if it's not tonight, it will be tomorrow night."

Duan Rongping said with a sad face: "I really hope that the secret realm will be opened soon, I can't hold back anymore."

Zhang Hailing couldn't help asking: "What can't be suppressed? Promoted to Jindan?"

"Yeah, maybe when a fart collapses, all previous efforts will be wasted, unable to suppress, and start promotion." Duan Rongping said solemnly.

I don't know how many people are thinking about a kind of grass in their hearts.

Zhang Hailing blamed herself even more: I know this guy likes to pretend to beep, so why should I ask?It's asking for trouble.

Think about it, a swordsman who is obviously good at swordsmanship and has a top-grade sword pill, but always dresses up as a loose swordsman, carrying a thick-backed sword, you know how much this person likes to pretend to beep.

When this guy met a strange monk before, his favorite thing to do was to snort coldly and say, "I don't even need to use a knife to defeat you."

What the hell!
But although what he said just now was too pretentious, Duan Rongping is indeed one of the most promising to be promoted to Jindan among their group of geniuses.

Even if he doesn't come here to fight for the opportunity, he will be promoted smoothly in a short time.

But who would miss an opportunity here?

Those who can fight, will try their best to fight for it.

Even some small sects, knowing the danger, will come here.

Even if you don't dare to compete for top-grade treasures such as "Six-edge Mingxin Chrysanthemum", "Five Elements Lingzhi", "Purple Fire Earth Dragon", it is still a good thing to get some other rare herbs, magic weapons, or evil spirits back. , can be exchanged for the cultivation resources you need to make the road smoother.

This opportunity every 50 years will attract hundreds of monks to fly to the flame every time.

And those who can bring precious resources or go back are often not one out of ten.

Although there will be heavy casualties every time, those who survive have a great chance of being promoted to Jindan, so knowing that there are many dangers, many people are willing to gamble their lives and wealth to fight this time.

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After finishing talking with the young man, Xia Yongchu was about to walk around, but he saw Xia Zhong had a conflict with someone, and they were confronting each other.

Looking at the person who clashed with Xia Zhong...

Xia Yongchu really wanted to wipe his eyes.

Because he saw a person who logically could never appear here.

A man who has been dead for a long time.

(End of this chapter)