Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

A thin middle-aged man asked with a smile: "Everyone, do you know what we are transporting?"

He has a pointed face and monkey cheeks, revealing a wretched look.

Everyone looked over and looked at the long pillar beside them, and finally shook their heads.

Of course they understood the meaning of the question.

Even though it was wrapped tightly, it was impossible to hide it from them.

This is indeed a stone pillar, similar to the material of white jade.

But if it is white jade, they don't believe it.

There are many types of jade, with different values. There are too many stones similar to white jade. If it is really valuable jade, it is impossible to make it so long.

So what he asked just now was not what this thing is, but what kind of wonderful thing it is used for.

"According to my guess, this is probably really carved from white jade." A round-faced and majestic middle-aged man stroked his beard and said.

"Old Tang, you are really bold to say and think!" The wretched middle-aged man laughed and said, "If it is really made of white jade, how much is it worth? How can we transport it?"

If it is really white jade, the value of this white jade pillar is inestimable.

How can a person with such a high status be powerless? Why should he ask the horse gang to transport it? Wouldn't it be safer to let his guards transport it directly?

So this stone pillar is not that important, not that valuable, and most likely it is a decoration.

"By the way, are we going to send it to..."

"After entering the city, someone will pick us up." Master Huang said lightly: "It's not a good thing to know too much about the master's family."

"It's so mysterious, a little weird."

"That's right."

"Maybe there is a problem with the origin of this stone pillar?"

"What's the problem?"

"In short, it should not be an ordinary stone pillar." The wretched middle-aged man laughed and said, "It must be of extraordinary value."

"Okay, you, Lao Zeng, do you still want to swallow it?" Someone He said with a smile: "It's too late to swallow it, we've come here!"

"I thought it was nothing at first, but now I think it's valuable." The wretched middle-aged man laughed and said: "If it's really white jade, we can break it into pieces and give each of us a piece. It will be enough for this life and we don't have to do anything."

"Lao Zeng, dream on."

"Don't you think that if you really do this, can you really escape?"

"Alas!" Lao Zeng shook his head and sighed: "What a pity..."

They talked a lot, laughing and joking, and satisfied their mouths.

They knew very well that if they really broke the rules and divided the transported things, not to mention the owner of the stone pillar, even the caravan would not give up, and would definitely chase and kill them, and they would never have a good life.

"Be careful!" Master Huang shouted: "Be alert!"

Everyone stood up immediately, some drew their knives or swords, some raised their palms or clenched their fists, their whole bodies were tense, and they were already on alert.

They had bright eyes, back to back, looking in all directions.

"Who is it!" Huang Yingqun, the head of the Huang Hall, shouted in a deep voice: "If you are a friend, please retreat. If you want to cause trouble, why hide!"

He was thin and ordinary in appearance. He really didn't look like the head of a hall. He couldn't be more ordinary.

But he had a sharp intuition far beyond others.

This intuition allowed him to avoid danger again and again.

Others didn't notice that someone was approaching, but he had already noticed. He didn't see it with his eyes, but his mind sensed it.

Everyone stared at the direction of his gaze.

The quiet woods seemed to be completely resting under the moonlight, without a sound.

There was no movement in the winter woods, but such silence still made them feel unusual.

Huang Yingqun said in a deep voice: "Since you don't come out, let's go."

White clothes flashed, and six men in white clothes floated out of the woods and landed ten meters opposite them.

They were as graceful as cranes and as light as feathers.

The leader was a handsome middle-aged man, holding a white jade folding fan in his hand, smiling at the twelve people in front of him.

Huang Yingqun's heart sank.

Several of them felt that something was wrong. The six guys in front of them had much better cultivation than themselves.

Although they had twelve people and had the advantage of numbers, their cultivation was too far behind. They were afraid that they would be in danger.

As a caravan, it was their duty to transport and protect goods, but they did not have the rule that if the goods were alive, the people would die first.

If they really couldn't win, they would just turn around and leave. They would find a way to take it back later. They couldn't be brave.

Otherwise, they would have been wiped out.

It was too easy to run into robbers when transporting things. They couldn't force themselves. They had to keep themselves safe.

"I wonder who you are?" Huang Yingqun was ready to retreat and give up.

Even if this pillar was really carved from white jade and was worth a fortune, it was not as important as saving the lives of his brothers in the gang.

"Shua!" The handsome middle-aged man swung his folding fan and gently fanned it, smiling and saying, "You don't need to know our identities. This is also for your own good, so as not to kill people to silence them, right?"

"It would be our dereliction of duty if we don't know the identity of the robbers." Huang Yingqun said, "Are you afraid?"

"Hehe..." The handsome middle-aged man shook his head and smiled, "If I kill you, the people in your gang will be able to know our identities through the scars, right?"

"...Very good." Huang Yingqun said in a deep voice, "In that case, I'll take my leave!...But I'm curious about one thing."

"I like people like you who know what's interesting. Tell me about it."

"Who is the owner of this stone pillar?"

"...You don't know?"

"I don't know."

"It's better not to know." The handsome middle-aged man smiled and shook his head: "If you know, it will only add to your troubles!"

"...Okay." Huang Yingqun nodded slowly: "Then we'll leave!"

He turned around and waved his hand.

Everyone nodded silently, then kept the original direction and slowly retreated, still on guard.

You must be on guard against others, they have to guard against the six people suddenly attacking.

At this time, Lin Feiyang and Fu Qinghe standing in the shadow shook their heads helplessly.

The abbot also sent the two of them here specifically to avoid heavy losses to the caravan and to avoid their own deaths.

I'm afraid the abbot never expected that these guys in the caravan were so slippery and cherished their lives, and they didn't fight hard with others.

As soon as they saw something was wrong, they retreated immediately.

No wonder they were called caravans, they could only carry goods, and they couldn't be expected to protect the goods.

Huang Yingqun and his men retreated far away, then ran away, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Hey, you are quite sensible!" The handsome middle-aged man waved his folding fan, shook his head and smiled: "No wonder he can live until now."

"Master," a round-faced middle-aged man asked: "In order to avoid more troubles at night, let's move now?"

"No hurry." The handsome middle-aged man shook his head and smiled: "It's just getting dark now, at least no one will come tomorrow."

"But..."

"No buts!" The handsome middle-aged man smiled and said: "Now we have to find out if there is any trouble and clear the beginning and the end."

He pointed at the stone pillar with his folding fan: "Open it, check it carefully, and see if there are any marks on it."

"Yes."

Everyone agreed and started to work.

In the blink of an eye, the soul-calming pillar carved from white jade reappeared under the moonlight, as if absorbing the moonlight, emitting a hazy white light, and the warm luster kept flowing. It was obvious that it was not an ordinary thing.

"It is indeed the Soul-Calming Pillar!" The handsome middle-aged man sighed, stroking it gently, revealing a fascinated look: "Finally found you!"

Others checked the white jade pillar one after another, and circulated it with Gangqi. After everyone tried it, they reported: "Master, there is no problem. There is no mark on it. We can take it away with confidence."

"Take it away." The handsome middle-aged man waved his folding fan: "Hurry up, I can't wait!"

"Yes." Everyone agreed, and the four people lifted the white jade pillar and floated away.

Lin Feiyang and Fu Qinghe looked at each other, and followed them after they walked very far, and followed them from a distance.

——

Fakong smiled.

"Brother?" Ning Zhenzhen saw him smile, and couldn't help but smile too, and asked curiously: "Did you get anything over there?"

"I caught a fish." Fakong smiled and said: "I'm really lucky."

"Then congratulations, brother." Ning Zhenzhen smiled and said: "Why don't you go over now?"

Fakong said: "We can't do it now, wait and see where they take it."

If there are other soul-suppressing pillars, then this soul-suppressing pillar is likely to be taken to the side of another soul-suppressing pillar.

Use the soul-suppressing pillar to seduce the soul-suppressing pillar, like attracts like.

——

Fu Qinghe and Lin Feiyang floated away.

"Should we do it?" Fu Qinghe whispered.

Lin Feiyang said: "The abbot ordered that if they don't want to kill the people of the horse gang, they don't have to do it, just follow them."

"Do we have to follow them to their lair?"

"That's right."

"Why is that?" Fu Qinghe was puzzled.

Lin Feiyang shook his head: "Just follow the abbot's orders, no need to ask the reason."

He also felt puzzled, but he didn't ask more questions.

Fakong asked them to follow closely for positioning. The Soul-Suppressing Pillar has the magical effect of distorting time and space and blurring the secrets of heaven.

The Sky Eye couldn't see it clearly from a distance, and there was no way to coordinate it in the void, so other markers were needed.

He deliberately didn't explain the mystery clearly.

The more mysterious it is, the less others know about it. There are only benefits. Even for Lin Feiyang, Fu Qinghe and others, Fakong follows this principle.

——

"Brother, are you going to raid their lair?" Ning Zhenzhen immediately understood Fakong's plan.

Fakong smiled and nodded.

He raised his eyebrows: "They are actually outside the city of Shenjing, which is really close."

At such a close distance, he couldn't even detect the breath of the Soul-Suppressing Pillar. It really deserves to be called the Soul-Suppressing Pillar.

"Junior sister, I'm going over."

"I'll go over and take a look too." Ning Zhenzhen couldn't help being curious.

The matter of the Jade Butterfly Sect had to wait until dawn, and there was no point in being anxious.

"Let's go." Fakong said.

The two of them flew away and soon left the city.

After leaving the city, they headed south and ran for thirty miles in one breath until they came to a majestic peak.

This peak seemed to be sparsely populated.

They came to the pine forest halfway up the mountain and came to Lin Feiyang and Fu Qinghe.

Lin Feiyang and Fu Qinghe's eyes were involuntarily drawn to Ning Zhenzhen.

Ning Zhenzhen had restored her original appearance, and her beautiful face was even more beautiful under the moonlight, which made Lin Feiyang and Fu Qinghe stunned.

"Miss Ning." Lin Feiyang looked at her in surprise.

Ning Zhenzhen smiled and nodded.

Lin Feiyang wanted to speak, but he shut up tactfully and looked at Fakong: "Abbot, they went in and were there."

He pointed to the valley entrance outside the woods.