Chapter 131 Border Town

This is a dirty little town, but it is not desolate or lonely.

It's actually quite lively here.

The west side of the small town is facing the snow-capped mountains, although the straight-line distance is [-] miles.

To the north of the small town is an endless sea of ​​sand, in fact, no more, no less, exactly 560 miles.

The east and south sides of the small town are also part of the sand sea, but who let there be a small lake and a large oasis here.

In the middle of the oasis, there is a winding road leading to three hundred miles away, where there is no desert anymore, but patches of hills, and a pass city called Yushan Pass, which was established by the Great Chu Dynasty in the western border. The largest government office of the Protectorate is located.

Jiang Mu's spirit wandered around, and that's all the information he knew.

Of course he has another reference.

This place should be the ancient Qizhou, yes, the Qizhou where Tianxuanzong is located, but for some reason, the richness turned into a sea of ​​sand.

The [-]-mile Tianhe River in the north of Qizhou has completely disappeared, while Youzhou to the north of the Tianhe River has been shrunk and moved to the west of Moyu Mountain, on the other side of the sand sea. The people there have now formed another country and ethnic group, the Great Chu Call it a ghost square.

At the beginning, Jiang Mu wanted to move the refugees from Youzhou to Nanzhou. At that time, he was worried that the people of Youzhou and Nanzhou not only did not understand the language, but also looked a little uncomfortable, so he gave up later.

Now it seems that I don't know if it is a good thing or a bad thing.

The Great Chu Dynasty was obviously inherited from the dynasty established by Fuyun Taoist Palace, but the people of Youzhou have become ghosts.

The closer the distance, the more serious the prejudice.

In fact, the war between the Great Chu Dynasty and the Guifang people has been going on, sometimes fierce, sometimes dead. This small city is usually the front line of the war, but more often it is an important commercial route.

"Xie Qingping is probably not alive. If I want to find her offspring, the easiest and most effective way is to ask, but how to communicate is a problem."

Jiang Mu's spirit drifted over the small town, and he felt a little troubled, he was too powerful.

So we can only change the way.

In the next moment, his mind drifted down, and he sank into the body of a dying boy. He was a slave who had traveled a long distance here, and was about to die soon because of the acclimatization of the environment.

"Little brother, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

Jiang Mu tried to communicate, but this young man's will was too unstable, he had suffered too much, and the only thing he wanted was to escape, despair and give up, so at this moment, even in the face of Jiang Mu's help, he was unwilling to accept it. , just want to give up.

When the last trace of persistence disappeared, his life ended.

The next moment, Jiang Mu's divine will took over the body, and it was perfectly connected. After all, no one can understand the treasure raft of the human body better than the immortal cultivator.

Even if his divine will doesn't have any extraordinary power at this time, he has several methods to allow him to open the hidden treasure house of the human body in an instant.

To give up so easily, I don't even know how much potential there is in the human body.

However, after Jiang Mu thought about it, he still chose Chu Feiyue's way of martial arts.

Because the reason why he insisted on fulfilling Chu Feiyue's last wish this time was that he once said that she was his half master, and that she was of great help to him in reconstructing the law of the sword and gang, so no matter what, he had to fulfill it. .

Even better.

Chu Feiyue is an absolute genius, but she was born at an untimely time. Her insights on martial arts have amazed Jiang Mu to this day, so this tradition must be passed on.

He wants to accept disciples to preach on behalf of Concubine Chu.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mu used divine will as the key, and slowly opened the ninefold treasure house in the young man's body.

This was opened by Chu Feiyue herself after she switched to martial arts.

At this moment, even though the young man's body was full of scars and diseases, and his internal organs were lifeless, after the opening of the first treasure house, a ray of life flowed through the dry land like spring water, and life emerged wherever it passed.

This is the mystery of the hidden treasure house of the human body. If you don't know how to open it, it is useless to go from life to death.

Immediately afterwards, the second treasure house was opened, and more vitality poured in. Inside the young man's body, the heart began to beat weakly, the blood flowed all over his body, and the breath of life and death was exhaled, making him alive.

It's just that now it's Jiang Mu's body.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

During the severe cough, Jiang Mu spat out the filth, his whole body was painful and numb, and one leg was broken.

Numerous maggots could be seen in the wound, and the sound of chains and shackles could be heard after a slight movement. He was locked on a wooden pillar.

His identity seems to be more than just a slave.

These can only make the young man from a wealthy family collapse. Jiang Muru didn't change his face, his body twisted slightly, his shoulder joints were dislocated, and with a sway from left to right, he broke free from the chain, and then pushed it lightly, and reattached it.

Getting up crookedly, under the astonished eyes of several slaves next door, he shook the chain vigorously and quickly attracted the guards.

The vitality in the personal treasure house is not so wasted. He needs food, water, and weapons.

"Little brat, are you tired of living?"

The sound of chains rattling attracted a guard, who came over cursing, their eyes were sinister, vicious, but also vigilant enough, seeing Jiang Mu standing up, without further ado, drew out his scimitar and slashed down in the air.

But for such a character, Jiang Mu didn't bother to use his divine will, pulled the chain, sealed the scimitar, and pointed it out, and a cyan sword glow pierced the guard's eyebrow.

Chu's swordsmanship, Qingmei secret swordsmanship.

It's not mana, it's not true energy, it's not sword power, but it's transformed by mobilizing the vitality of the secret treasure house of the human body.

Throwing away the chain, Jiang Mu took the dagger from the guard's waist, the money bag and the water bag on his body before the body fell to the ground.

After drinking all the water in the water bag, Half Life returned.

The dagger in Jiang Mu's hand flew up and down, cutting off the carrion and maggots piece by piece. He was very focused and steady, as if he was not cutting himself.

After he picked up the scimitar again, cut off the wooden stake behind him, and cut it into a suitable crutch, the rest of the guards heard the sound and came. It wasn't that they came too slowly, but that Jiang Mu was too fast.

The scimitar was released, like a bright moon ring, drawing graceful traces in the night, and cut the throats of the four guards in an instant.

As for the last one, he reacted quickly, turned around and fled, but with a flash of cold light, the dagger in Jiang Mu's hand nailed his left foot to the ground.

"what!"

The shrill howl suddenly resounded through the small town.

Leaning on crutches, Jiang Mu walked forward slowly, first found a few pieces of dried meat and a few bags of water bags from the dead bodies on the ground, and after eating them slowly, he asked calmly,
"Have you ever heard of a woman named Xie Qingping, she uses a sword and is a warrior."

"No, no, I don't know, please forgive me, the little one doesn't know anything!"

"Oh, then you're useless."

Jiang Mu stabbed him casually and sent him on his way to meet his friends.

"Everyone has heard of a woman named Xie Qingping. She uses a sword and is a warrior."

Jiang Mu raised his head again and looked around. There were already many people gathered, including men and women, ugly and handsome.

The crowd quickly took a step back, watching the excitement is watching the excitement, and wanting to fight against injustice is to fight against injustice, the premise is that they can survive the fight.

Wu Laosan used to be a warrior in the army and was expelled for violating military regulations. Since then, he has led a group of desperadoes to start various free businesses in this small border town.

The strength is not too strong, but it is not too weak. As a result, there are six people in a row, and they are knocked down in a blink of an eye. Who is stupid for such a difficult idea.

"Crash! Crash!"

Jiang Mu picked up a few money bags, threw them in his hands, and asked again loudly. His hoarse voice was funny and dangerous in such an occasion!
"I know!"

A muffled thunderous voice sounded, and the crowd quickly parted ways, and then a big shirtless man with a wide door came in. He was dressed horizontally and had a strange rune tattooed on his body. These runes would move every time he took a step. It's like coming alive.

Jiang Mu looked at him quietly with sincerity on his face.

"If you know, then it's all yours."

"Haha! Of course I know, but I suddenly don't want to tell you!"

Before he finished speaking, the tattoos on the body of this horizontally trained man suddenly flew out, and they were actually poisonous streaks!

And this big man who practiced horizontally swelled up suddenly, like a mountain rushing towards him. With his kung fu practicing horizontally, he once blocked 28 sword-edged horse thieves with his own strength!
In terms of strength, they should rank among the top [-] in this desolate town.

So, enough is enough.

And Jiang Mu watched the strong man rushing towards him, and at some point there was another dagger in his hand, and he didn't see any fancy posture, so he swayed left and right, lifted up and down, as usual as eating vegetables.

At the moment when the rabbit rises and the falcon falls, dozens of poisonous substances are all picked up and cut off.

When the strong man bumped into him like a mountain, Jiang Mu took a step forward like a prophet. The two intersected and the cold light flashed. Many onlookers almost thought they were dazzled. When they blinked again, the strong man had collapsed to the ground The fat spread out, screaming like a fat pig, but it couldn't move.

It was because at that moment just now, Jiang Mu broke the muscles in his whole body.

At this moment, the crowd was silent, and everyone's back felt cold.

"The old man knows who Xie Qingping is, but Your Excellency wants to do something for me."

A voice suddenly sounded, not in the crowd, but in a restaurant hundreds of meters away.

"Good! Please tell me." Jiang Mu didn't hesitate, as long as he could fulfill Chu Feiyue's last wish, he could discuss anything.

"Haha! Don't you need to heal your injuries first? I have the best doctor in Fuyun Medical Center here."

Jiang Mu suddenly raised his head and smiled.

At the beginning, Nanzhou Daomen's reputation was loud, but it soon died down.

Although Fuyun Taoist Palace was fortunate to rule the world, it only lasted for a few hundred years.

Only Huang Ziying, the Fuyun Medical Center hosted by Chongniang and the others has been passed down to this day.

Because, there is no one in the world who will not be sick, and no one will not be injured.

"good!"

Leaning on crutches, Jiang Mu went straight to the restaurant, and everyone along the way avoided him, not even daring to look at him.

The head start approach worked.

Only by making yourself valuable first, will people be willing to communicate with you sincerely.

(End of this chapter)

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