Mortal Seeking Immortal

Ye Zhou sighed softly in his heart, knowing that the relationship between the two could no longer return to the pure friendship of playmates in childhood.

Between immortals and mortals, things are different and people are different.

He is no longer the boy who chopped firewood every day without enough food to eat.

Xiaohua is no longer his playmate, just an ordinary farm woman.

Ye Zhou asked: "Xiaohua, do you know who has often gone to the back mountain to worship my parents in the years since I left the village?"

Xiaohua said: "Since you left the village, in order to repay your great kindness to our family, at first my father often took me to the mountain to worship your parents. Later, when my parents passed away, it was A Niu and I who went to the mountain to worship. Dear parents."

"Thank you then."

The two talked about other things in the village, and Ye Zhou also learned about some recent developments in the village. It turned out that disasters had occurred in the Dawu Dynasty in recent years. Although the Yejia Village was usually taken care of by the Blood Spirit Cult, the situation was still getting worse year by year. Zhou sighed again after hearing this.

At this time, a burst of children's cries suddenly came from the small courtyard, and Xiao Hua said: "The child has woken up from sleeping..."

Saying that, Xiaohua hurriedly went into the house to comfort the child.

Ye Zhou took out a pile of gold and silver items from his storage bag, wrapped them in cloth and placed them in front of the window of Xiaohua's house. On top was a coarse cloth handkerchief that Xiaohua had given him.

On the handkerchief, Ye Zhou also took out a pen and wrote a sentence.

"If you don't reveal your wealth, you will be safe."

Finally, he glanced at the small courtyard.

"Quan should be grateful for the kindness of teaching literacy back then." After saying that, Ye Zhou took out his flying sword, soared into the sky, and rushed towards the capital of the Dawu Dynasty.

Within a few hundred miles of the imperial capital of the Dawu Dynasty, unlike other places in the Dawu Dynasty where people were in dire straits and starved to death, the nearby cities and towns were heavily defended and no refugees were allowed to enter the city. It even looked like a peaceful and prosperous time for the country and the people. scene.

Along the way, Ye Zhou could see all kinds of tragic images of the victims on the ground, which were several times more tragic than the miserable scenes he saw when he first left Yejia Village a few years ago.

This Dawu Dynasty is obviously getting more and more chaotic.

Ye Zhou saw many people exchanging their sons for food, and he also saw mourners everywhere, hordes of bandits, and the red land thousands of miles away.

Troubled times are undoubtedly a disaster for countless ordinary people. The more he sees, the heavier Ye Zhou feels.

Although Ye Zhou entered the demon sect, he also practiced demonic skills and killed many people.

But after all, this is his hometown and the eternal resting place of his parents.

Although the villagers of Yejia Village can barely survive in this troubled world due to the protection of the Blood Spirit Cult, this is only temporary. In Ye Zhou's view, the Blood Spirit Cult will be destroyed sooner or later one day in the hands of the mysterious woman. After the collapse of the Spiritual Sect, where should the villagers of Yejia Village go?

Ye Zhou couldn't imagine that kind of tragedy.

Yejia Village carries Ye Zhou's best memories when he was a mortal. Ye Zhou cannot watch Yejia Village turn into this hell-like scene on earth.

But Ye Zhou also knew clearly that he alone could not turn the tide, unless the person in charge was changed, but that would involve intervening in the royal battle of the Dawu Dynasty.

Ye Zhou knew that he was speaking softly, and that the throne matter involved too much, and it was not something he could easily change at the moment. What's more, when he went to the imperial capital, his future was uncertain, and even he had to be careful, let alone meddling in the throne matter, which was even more dangerous. .

Thinking of this, Ye Zhou couldn't help but feel even heavier.

He wanted to help the villagers of Yejia Village and the countless victims in the Dawu Dynasty, but he didn't know where to start.

Ye Zhou walked to the vicinity of the Dawu Dynasty's imperial capital with a heavy heart. From a distance, he saw a huge formation restricting flight covering the sky above the Dawu Dynasty's imperial capital. He lowered his flying sword and walked to the city gate.

Ye Zhou was about to line up to enter the city when he saw the soldiers in front hurriedly drove away the people who were queuing up to enter the city and greeted Ye Zhou respectfully. The leader was a city guard official wearing official robes.

It turned out that the guards at the city gate saw Ye Zhou descending from the sky with his sword early in the morning, and informed the city guards of the news.

This city guard official did not look down upon Ye Zhou because he was young. Instead, he looked more respectful to Ye Zhou.

The city guard official held a pen book in his hand, bent slightly, and asked Ye Zhou: "May I ask why this immortal came to the imperial capital? It's a good time for a villain to register."

Worried that Ye Zhou would misunderstand, the city guarding official hurriedly added: "Please don't be surprised, Immortal Chief. All Immortal Chiefs entering the imperial capital must be registered. This is the law of the Great Martial Arts."

Ye Zhou didn't say much. He directly took out the personal disciple token given by the master from his storage bag and waved it in front of the city guard officials: "The emperor has summoned him."

When the city guard official saw the token, his eyes instantly lit up, and he obviously recognized Ye Zhou's token: "It turns out that the Immortal Chief of the Immortal Sect is here. I missed the chance to meet you from afar, so please forgive me."

"The immortals of the Immortal Sect do not need to register when entering the city. Immortal, please come in quickly. You quickly prepare your carriages and horses. I will personally take the immortals to the post house where the immortals stay in the city."

After saying this, the city guard official put away his notebook and welcomed Ye Zhou into the city. Ye Zhou followed closely behind the city guard official and passed through the city gate with the awe-filled eyes of the people waiting to enter the city on both sides.

Inside the city gate, Ye Zhou had just stood still at his feet when he saw two city guards walking towards him leading an ordinary carriage.

When the city guard officials saw the carriage, they immediately frowned and scolded: "Two blind fools! How can you let this Immortal Chief from the Immortal Sect ride in this ordinary carriage? If you neglect the Immortal Chief, you two Are you responsible? Go get the most luxurious carriage!"

The expressions of the two soldiers changed instantly, with a embarrassed expression on their faces.

The city guard official did not notice the embarrassed faces of the two soldiers, and turned to Ye Zhou and said respectfully: "Wait a moment, Immortal, please do not argue with them."

Ye Zhou did not want to waste time here, and said directly: "May I ask where the post station is? If it is not far, I can go there by myself without taking a carriage."

Ye Zhou planned to walk all the way there, so as to check the situation of the capital of the Dawu Dynasty.

Unexpectedly, the city guard officer suddenly became anxious: "No, immortal, this is going to cost me my life. His Majesty has personally ordered that every immortal who comes to the imperial capital must be treated well. Even this luxurious carriage was prepared by the emperor himself."

The city guard officer saw that Ye Zhou seemed to be coming to the imperial capital for the first time, and he came close to Ye Zhou and reminded him quietly: "This carriage is divided into three grades: upper, middle and lower. Ordinary immortals can only use the lower grade. If there is some background in the imperial capital, the immortal can use the middle grade. The distinguished immortals from the immortal gate must use the upper grade."

"The carriage that the immortals take when entering the city symbolizes the status of each immortal. If you take this lower-grade carriage in front of you, the immortals living in the post station will look down on you and lose your status."

Ye Zhou suddenly realized, "So that's it."