Jiangye: I am the immortal of this world

Chapter 81: Summer is gone and autumn is coming, look for it, and finally meet!
The next morning!

Accompanied by several shrill wolf howls, the students in the academy opened their hazy sleepy eyes.

The academy student who got off duty slammed into the tent, lay down on the blanket, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

These academy students from all over the world seem to have forgotten their previous identities in this man-eating grassland.

They have only one identity, and that is the students who practiced in the wilderness of the academy. They followed the tradition of the academy for thousands of years and practiced in the wilderness outside the borders of the Tang Dynasty.

The wind and sand swept across the camp fiercely, and the students of the academy either hid in the carriage or hid in the tents.

Avoiding the sudden attack of wind and sand, fortunately, the wind and sand on the grassland go away as quickly as they come.

Two hours later, the sky was full of wind and sand, and gradually receded. All the students in the academy spat out the sand in their mouths and poured out the sand in their shoes.

After dismantling the tents, the students of the academy set off again, heading for the coalition camp a hundred miles away.

Three or two horse-riding thieves, hanging far away from the team, stopped three or five miles away!

The students of the academy who were practicing in the wilderness had been entangled with this group of horse thieves for more than half a month.

But in the past half month, the leader of the bandit, who had killed hundreds of brothers in the academy.

Obviously they no longer dare to follow the academy practitioners. Once they enter the warning range of the temple cavalry, their heads are all naked military achievements.

Besides, the students in the academy are not as incompetent as the employer claims, and the leader of the horse thief seems to have returned to the shore of Subi Lake.

The leader of the horse thief seemed to have seen the woodcutter among the group of students in the academy that he would never forget in his life.

They are chai!

The person who killed them was the Kanchai man, the former leader of the horse bandits, and a well-known figure in Subi Lake.

Until I met the woodcutter, the woodcutter with three knives on his back.

The deeper we go into the Yanbei grassland, the more iron cavalry are galloping on the grassland.

Among them, the iron cavalry of the Tang Kingdom are the most arrogant. Even the cavalry of the temple guards have to stay away from wherever they go.

The weak cavalry of Yan State became the retinue of the allied cavalry, doing all kinds of chores.

Along the way, the students of the academy also saw the iron cavalry of various countries in the world, and the expressions of the students of the Tang Ji Academy became more and more proud, because the iron cavalry of the Tang state can traverse the world, and no country can stop it.

He has the documents issued by the general's mansion in Tuyang City, and Ning Que's identity in Xiling, which was obtained in vain.

Since I don't have iron cavalry, I dare to make things difficult for the students who came to the wasteland to practice here.

Walking to the bank of a big blue lake, the advancing team of the academy students stopped again.

This is a big lake, but it is a saltwater lake. It is located in the east of Dongshengzhai and does not belong to the Tang Kingdom.

The sun falls into the water, the color of the lake is so blue, the rocks at the bottom of the lake have been scoured for tens of thousands of years.

It can be said that there is a clear distinction between Jing and Wei, and it tells the students of the academy about the miraculous craftsmanship of nature!

Chen Xuan got off the carriage, took out the water gourd in his luggage, drank a gourd of water, then spit it on the ground and said: "The lake water is so salty that it can be called a salt lake."

Salt and iron, no matter what time of year, are the things of all nations in the world and should not be passed off to others.

Although this blue lake can be regarded as a salt lake for salt production, it is located in a place where no one has jurisdiction.

Not only is the road remote, but it is also very close to the Royal Court of the Golden Tent, so no one makes salt here.

Although the kingdoms in this world hate the Tang Kingdom, if the Golden Tent is disobedient, the kingdoms in the world will still shyly send troops together with the Tang Kingdom to coerce the Golden Tent Royal Court.

Ning Que came over at this time and said, "Mr. Chen, the coalition camp is in sight. Ning Que would like to thank Mr. Chen for escorting us all the way."

"We are now in front of the coalition camp. Mr. Chen can go and get busy with other things."

He is not a fool, he naturally knows that if there is no Chen Xuan, staying in the team of the academy's practice, then how can those practitioners restrain their murderous thoughts?

Chen Xuan nodded slightly and said with a smile: "I'm on my way, no need to thank you. I also want to practice cultivation in the wilderness."

"Learn and practice from time to time. The world praises me as a true cultivator of Taoism. But the world has not seen a true cultivator of Taoism for a long time!"

"Mr. Thirteen, farewell!"

After saying goodbye, Chen Xuan walked against the lake. Seeing this, all the students in the academy were silent.

After getting along for several months, they already knew what kind of true cultivator Chen Xuan of Taiping Dao was.

Now that we are parting, some people will shed tears, and some will never forget it!

Along the way, although Chen Xuan didn't make a move, the students in the academy are not stupid people.

Although there were horse bandits attacking and killing them, no practitioners came, because they were afraid of Chen Xuan and the name of Chen Xuan's true cultivation.

Ning Que looked at Chen Xuan who was walking towards the sparse mountains and forests against the lake, and said, "A true Taoist cultivator should be like Chen Xuan, but how many true cultivators are there among the Taoist sects?"

In the spring of that year, Master traveled around various countries and killed all the peach blossoms on Peach Mountain. Peach Mountain also belonged to the Haotian Taoist Sect!

Situ Yilan shook her head and said: "No one knows, but Mr. Chen, if you invite me to Japan, you can try your chance at Taiping Temple."

She has no qualifications for cultivation. If she wants to practice, Taiping Temple may be her last chance.

Ning Que smiled and said, "Then congratulations in advance. If you enter Chen Xuan's sect, your fiancé-in-law's family may also recognize the reality."

Situ Yilan smiled helplessly, and said: "Marriage matters, parents' order, matchmaker's words, if you enter the Taoist sect, you should not marry."

She didn't want to marry at all, but her parents urged her day and night!

Ning Que smiled and said nothing, probably no matter when, someone would be urged to get married! ——
There is already a thin layer of ice around this blue lake due to the cold current for many days.

Chen Xuan walked slowly along the lakeside. The mountains and forests in the distance were sparse and there were no leaves hanging on the branches, which still blocked the scene in the forest.

In the vitality of heaven and earth, a little dryness of earth fire collides with water vapor and merges behind the distant mountains and forests.

Suddenly, a breeze blew by.

Chen Xuan, who was walking by the lake, raised his head and looked behind the mountain forest, just like he was dreaming and wandering at the entrance of Beishan that night.

The soul is clear and clear, and you can see everything in this space!

Chen Xuan walked on the thin layer of ice, as if he wanted to cross the blue lake and go behind the mountains and forests.

"Spring goes to summer solstice, summer goes to autumn, look for it, look for it!"

"See you at the end today, see you at the end today!"

That night, at the side of the Beishan Passage, I climbed the mountain as if in a dream, and I saw a white-clothed figure from behind.

Today on this wilderness, Chen Xuan was about to meet him at last, his heart fluttered for a moment, and then he was suppressed in an instant.

But at this moment, Chen Xuan was already standing in the middle of the blue lake.

That autumn, on the blue lake, there was a Taoist cultivator walking on the lake, longing to go into the mountains and forests.

The students of the academy who have never gone far also saw this unforgettable scene.

Taiping Dao Chen Xuan's actual cultivation level has also become a lingering doubt among the students in the academy.

(End of this chapter)