The fairy is fierce

Fengdu is a ghost palace. A place called "Little Fengdu" is obviously not a place that ordinary people are willing to visit frequently. Bar Book 69 New

Before October, heavy snow has fallen on the coast. The last port in the northwest of Huajunzhou is buried in the white snow. A lone boat breaks through the wind and snow and sails from the sea.

The ship is a cargo ship, which is not big at ten feet long. It is hung with the flag of Yingyang Fairy Palace. The deck is full of animal corpses, rare stones, and broken magic tools.

Cheng Jiujiang, wearing the black armor of Tiezhu Mansion, uses the black shield issued by the sect as a backrest, sits in the pile of debris with nowhere to stand, looks at the distant coastline, and breathes a long sigh of relief.

Cheng Jiujiang used to be a casual cultivator in the Southern Wilderness and competed for the national teacher in the Great Pill. He has many disciples under him. He thought that this would be the end of his life.

But fate plays tricks on people. After sixty years of age, he actually had a second spring. By chance, he became an "important figure" of the vanguard army of the righteous path, and moved back and forth on the front battlefield of blood and fire between immortals and demons.

Although this job is seen by ordinary people as a "heavy soldier" who runs errands to transport supplies, and this is indeed the case, Cheng Jiujiang doesn't think so.

What's wrong with a heavy soldier?

The food and grass must go before the troops move. The Qi Sea and Linglong Pavilion of the Mountaintop Immortal Venerable are not endless. What if there is no backup supply? So many spoils were seized, but no one brought them back. It's impossible to let the cultivators produce and sell them on the spot, right?

And this job is not that simple.

The decisive factor in the fight between the righteous and evil for territory is a wave of mountaintop immortals at the top; under normal circumstances, the army will not gather and charge like in the secular world, because no matter how many low-level cultivators there are, they can't stop the sword of the mountaintop immortal, and it is meaningless to rely on human sea tactics.

To control a continent, normally the mountaintop cultivators would not move rashly to preserve their strength, and the lower-level cultivators would be responsible for clearing the opponent's spies and small strongholds, gradually eroding; once the opponent could not sit still and a mountaintop cultivator showed up, they would surround and strangle the opponent, and kill until one side could not bear the loss and retreated, and the territory would naturally change hands. :

In this case, most of the cultivators who came to exorcise demons formed a small team of several people, scattered throughout the eastern side of Posa Continent, and slowly groped forward.

More than 100,000 cultivators sounded a lot, but if they were scattered within the territory of half a continent, they might not see a team of people for hundreds of miles, and there would be no immortal markets or ferry crossings.

After the cultivators cleaned up a piece of land, they could not turn around and run back to Huajun Continent. At this time, they needed to go to a nearby safe stronghold to obtain supplies and trade various spoils of war.

There were strong men in the stronghold, and the surroundings were cleaned up very cleanly, so there was not much danger; but the distance between the strongholds was very far, and Cheng Jiujiang had to go back and forth between the small strongholds to transport supplies back and forth.

Carrying a bunch of supplies on the road, and generally weak combat power, for the alien race, they are just walking money bags, much easier to bully than the regular monks. If you don't have some unique skills to escape, you can't do this job at all.

Even if nothing happened in Posazhou, pulling a boat of materials and elixirs of moderate value across the sea will not be equipped with strong monks to escort.

In order to reduce losses, one person delivers a small boat of cargo. If nothing goes wrong, everything will be fine. If something goes wrong, Cheng Jiujiang will have to rely on himself. The vast West Sea can't even locate it specifically, and it is impossible for backup.

However, the monsters in the sea are also "opportunities" for high-level monks. It is not so easy to encounter them. Cheng Jiujiang delivered them back and forth twice, both times without any danger. The money he earned was so much that Wang Rui, who was patrolling the coast of Posazhou, cried with envy.

Seeing the peaceful and tranquil 'Xiaofengdu', Cheng Jiujiang finally let go of his worries after three months on the sea. He stood up and came to the bow, waiting for the cargo ship to dock at the port. ♦♦  ♦♦

Xiaofengdu is not only a port, but also a gateway to resist the Northwest aliens. Its defense is far superior to other places. There is often an immortal king here to prevent the Youying aliens from invading in large numbers and directly entering the hinterland of Huajunzhou. The one who is currently in charge of guarding the gate is the 'Yangshen' Dongfang Zhuzhao, but ordinary people cannot see him.

Although he has only been here twice, Cheng Jiujiang is good at making friends and is relatively familiar with the port where cargo ships enter and exit. Just as he approached the coast where the ships were connected in a row, an old man appeared at the dock and greeted him with an account book:

"Old Cheng, you are quite fast. How is the situation over there?"

The old man is a small steward at the port, responsible for receiving and sending supplies. Because Posuo Continent was not completely occupied, the few Sky Escape Towers that existed could only be used to transmit important battle situations. If the lower classes wanted to get accurate information, they could only rely on word of mouth from the monks who came and went.

Cheng Jiujiang hung the shield on his back, jumped off the cargo ship, rubbed his hands, took a sip of the wine warmed on the stove:

"It's still the same, all small shrimps, the most powerful one found so far is only a jade-level snake spirit, seven or eight immortals went to kill it, and in the end, our own people almost fought over the account. I also wanted some snake meat to soak in wine, but I didn't get a single snake hair..."

The old man looked at the messy goods on the ship, shook his head and sighed:

"It's a good thing that nothing happens, it's better than demons everywhere; if it were before, you wouldn't dare to go again after the first trip."

"Old Wang, you are underestimating me, I am a disciple of Tiezhu Mansion, how can I say I don't dare?"

Cheng Jiujiang patted the armor on his chest, indicating that he was the disciple of the East Continent Valkyrie, then took out a piece of paper, flipped it open and looked at it:

"If you look at the things on the ship for sale, they probably aren't worth much. After unloading, load me with 20 boxes of body-healing pills and 20 boxes of worry-free charms... By the way, Lao Wang, do you have any way to get the 'Dragon'?" Yang Dan's Spring Pill'? This thing is very popular in Guiliaochuan. I saw a guy from Ba Arm Xuanmen secretly sold two boxes, and the supply exceeded the demand..."

Old Man Wang was stunned for a moment, then turned around: "When we get to Posu Island, do you still have the intention to use this thing? Aren't you afraid that one pillar can hold up the world during a fight?"

"Oh, you don't understand this. To conquer demons and slay them, you have to suffer all day long and be filled with hatred and suffering. To slay demons is to hang your head on your belt and return to a safe place for the rest of your life. Can’t enjoy yourself? You can’t even drink good wine in Posuzhou. You have nothing to do during your break. What else can you do except fuck Taoist companions?”

"That's true..."

Cheng Jiujiang looked around, then came closer and said:

"Actually, I think the higher-ups are a bit too serious. How can little monks like us be as free from desires and demands as the Immortal Lord on the top of the mountain? I always have some thoughts in my heart. If only the higher-ups could send more good wine, or let Qianqiu Yuefu The fairies from time to time would go over to put on a show or something, and we would go out and throw our heads and shed blood, which would be more exciting..."

"It's a good idea, but what's the use of telling me? You should tell your ancestor that if the Valkyrie of Dongzhou can agree, it's not just a matter of words..."

"It's just a joke in private, why mention the ancestor?"

Cheng Jiujiang shook his head quickly: "Don't forget what you just said. Get me two boxes of Longyang Pills to earn some extra money. I can keep the money in accounts and I'll give it to you alive..."

Old Man Wang laughed twice, wrote down the matter in his account book, and then said:

"Your old friend Song Chi also came back two days ago. She seems to be the granddaughter of the old sword god. She couldn't find the big demon to vent her anger. She wants to go deep into the hinterland. We don't agree and come back to negotiate.

"Yeah?"

Cheng Jiujiang's eyes were filled with surprise.

Last time, he, Song Chi, and Wang Rui came to Xiaofengdu together on Miss Qiu's boat. They were originally planning to go on the road together.

But the three of them are all martial arts cultivators, and their talents and combat prowess are very different. If they come together, they will probably hit the road together.

Miss Qiu didn't want to bring a towing oil bottle, so she arranged errands for the three of them.

Wang Rui was Lu Jianchen's apprentice. His background was acceptable but his skills were too low, so he was assigned to patrol the coast. He was experienced and smart at the bottom, so he was assigned a small cargo ship to transport him back and forth. Song Chi was too domineering in his boxing skills. It looked like the future martial arts master was following the core disciples of Yingyang Immortal Palace to slay demons.

Wang Rui stayed at the port of Posuzhou, and Cheng Jiujiang would occasionally get together. Song Chi, who had fooled him here, had really never been seen again.

Hearing that Song Chi was also in Xiaofengdu, Cheng Jiujiang naturally didn't say much. After asking about the place, he ran to the city.

Xiaofengdu is located in the northwest of Huajunzhou, and the surrounding area is a barren wasteland. If it were not for the deployment of defenses here, such a big city would never have appeared.

Most of the monks walking in the city are looking for someone to go to Posuzhou with others. The number is not as good as that of the inland ports, but the quality is obviously much higher. It is not an exaggeration to describe them as "youhuang travels all over the world".

The main force fighting against the alien tribe of Youying is the wealthy sects of the major immortal families, but casual cultivators and small sects want to do their best, and the righteous giants will naturally not turn them away. There is a tall building in the city called 'Yitang', and I want to go there. The monks must register in advance and arrange a ferry across the sea after confirming their realm background.

The monks who are able to come here to fight are obviously passionate about "doing whatever it takes for the right path", but passion is passionate, and being able to legitimately obtain opportunities to improve their conduct is the main reason why most monks come here.

As long as the monks participate in the battlefield of immortals and demons, they are equivalent to being plated with gold. When they return to their hometown, casual cultivators can go directly to the Immortal Family Sect to report, and at last they can get a worship position; the outer sect can enter the inner sect and the inner sect. The family changed and passed down the line.

Even if you just want to be a loose immortal, just by saying "I shed blood for the right path in Posu Island", the wealthy immortal family will not dare to bully you at will. If something goes wrong, there will be someone to help investigate, so you don't have to worry about not dying at the hands of the evil sect, but Died on the righteous territory.

In addition to the various benefits afterward, on the battlefield of immortals and demons, rare talisman elixirs such as warming and healing wounds, breaking through the realm and forging the body, are all priced at a bargain price, and can be obtained for free during patrols; various secret skills that are not passed down If you want to learn magic and martial arts, most people who are experts will not be stingy.

And once the demon is eradicated, not only will it be remembered as a great achievement, but all the opportunities gained will belong to you.

You can imagine how tempting the generous benefits of fame and fortune can be. Even in the past, only one out of ten could come back, but there are still countless people who come forward; because they want to follow the path of immortality, looking for great opportunities on their own is a narrow escape. , dying in Posuzhou can at least bring justice.

However, the monks who came here also knew the risks of this trip. Many monks waiting for the ship stayed on the streets outside the Yitang to inquire about various news about Posu Island.

Cheng Jiujiang was thinking about whether Lao Song was missing an arm or a leg, so he walked in a hurry. He passed by the street outside Yitang without stopping, but when he was about to reach the end of the street, he suddenly heard a cry from behind:

"Lao Cheng?"

谷/span\u003e Cheng Jiujiang paused, hearing a familiar voice, and quickly turned around, only to see a young man in black robe standing up from the window of a wine shop on the street, looking at him with surprise in his eyes.

"Brother Zhao?" Cheng Jiujiang couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes. The last time he met Zhao Wuxie was when he just came out of the Southern Wilderness. It has been many years. He didn't expect that the little brother who shared the account together could come here. .

Cheng Jiujiang quickly turned back to the door of the wine shop and looked at Zhao Wuxie who came out:

"Why did you come here?"

"Oh, I've been here before. I didn't know you were here too. I walked around for a couple of times and then left. I met you at Luojian Mountain two months ago..."

While Zhao Wuxie was talking with a smile, he noticed something from the corner of his eye, frowned, and looked towards the distance of the street.

The geographical location of Xiaofengdu is too remote and has great strategic significance, but it is not very prosperous. The city is mostly occupied by branches of various major immortal sects.

The Yitang is in the center of the city, and a mansion not far away has the emblem of Yingyang Immortal Palace hanging on the outside.

Cheng Jiujiang followed his gaze and saw a woman in white looking over a watchtower in the mansion.

The woman was wearing a disciple's robe of Yingyang Immortal Palace. The snow-white skirt was full of fairy spirit, and a green sword hung around her waist. Although her face could not be seen clearly, through her tall figure, one could imagine that she must be a woman. A cold and beautiful female swordswoman who conquered the entire country.

Seeing the woman upstairs, Cheng Jiujiang was shocked and quickly whispered:

"This is the eldest lady of Jingtai Terrace, the direct descendant of the Yang God, and the granddaughter of the old Sword God."

Zhao Wuxie was startled. After all, the background was a bit too exaggerated. He raised his hand and saluted as a sign of respect.

The woman on the watchtower was obviously not a lowly person. She was about two miles away. After speaking, a clear voice still reached the ears of the two of them:

"Fellow Taoist is good at swordsmanship."

Zhao Wuxie was originally very confident, but after seeing Zuo Lingquan's swordsmanship and meeting the granddaughter of the old sword god, he didn't dare to mention the word 'sword' anymore and responded:

"Fairy Qiu, thank you very much."

Miss Qiu continued:

"In the past few months, a lot of things have happened in the east. I heard that someone penetrated Luojian Mountain alone and crushed Twelve Lang outside Juejian Cliff. The communication here is inconvenient and the news spreads in a mess. You went there two months ago After passing Luojian Mountain, can you know the exact situation? "

Zhao Wuxie heard the granddaughter of the old sword god ask about this matter. As a friend of Zuo Lingquan, he naturally felt honored:

"I asked about swordsmanship at Luojian Mountain that day, so I naturally knew the situation."? !

When Miss Qiu heard this, she was obviously stunned for a moment and looked at Zhao Wuxie again:

"Were you the one asking for swordsmanship at Luojian Mountain that day?"

Zhao Wuxie realized that the other party had misunderstood, and felt a little embarrassed, and thought for a while:

"That's right! But strictly speaking, there were two people asking about swordsmanship at Luojian Mountain that day. It started with me, but then the sword demon Zuo Ci appeared, and I fell silent. Well... I was the one who offered advice to attract others. ”

"..."

Miss Qiu was silent for a moment and nodded slightly:

"Being able to stand on the stage at Luojian Mountain to question swordsmanship is enough to prove your swordsmanship. You don't have to belittle yourself. You just bumped into a monster. That sword monster Zuo Ci, is his swordsmanship really as good as the rumors say?"

Zhao Wuxie nodded and said: "No one of my generation can match him. In terms of swordsmanship, I will only serve three people in my life. The first is the old sword god, the second is my master, and the third is the sword demon Zuo Ci. In my opinion, the others , there’s more than a slight difference.”

Miss Qiu heard how loud this tone was and asked:

"Who is your master?"

"Not famous. I added my master because as a disciple, you have to respect your master. You can't look down on your master's swordsmanship and still learn it. In fact, there are only two people you really admire."

"..."

Miss Qiu felt that this man, just like Cheng Jiujiang, was a bastard who talked nonsense and could not take his words seriously at all. After saying a few casual greetings, he disappeared from the observation tower.

Cheng Jiujiang had been floating on the sea for the past few months, hearing something strange. He waited for Miss Qiu to leave before asking in a low voice:

"Who is the sword demon Zuo Ci? He must be at least an Immortal Master to penetrate Luo Jian Mountain alone, right? How does his swordsmanship compare with Brother Zuo?"

After Zhao Wuxie made sure that no one was prying, he pulled Cheng Jiujiang into the wine shop and said mysteriously:

"Both of them have the surname Zuo. Who do you think it is?"

"...?!"

Cheng Jiujiang understood immediately and his eyes were a little confused:

"We penetrated Luojian Mountain alone and defeated Juejian Cliff. Are the three of us brothers so powerful?!"

"The three of us?"

"Hehe... Brother Zhao and Brother Zuo are so powerful?"

"..."

Zhao Wuxie was ashamed and waved his hand: "Brother Zuo is so powerful, how can I dare to compare him with him? When we meet next time, Brother Zuo may become an Immortal Lord... Speaking of which, Miss Qiu seemed unconvinced, no. Will you cause trouble for Brother Zuo?"

"Brother Zuo, why should I worry about you? He is handsome, has good swordsmanship, and is a good person. Miss Qiu will take her back as her husband if she finds trouble. If you dare not agree, let the old sword god and Yang Shen join forces to beat Brother Zuo. This matter It’s useless for both of us to worry.”

Zhao Wuxie shook his head seriously: "Brother Zuo is devoted and single-minded. If he is really snatched away as a Taoist companion, it will still be a troublesome thing if he doesn't want to..."

"Hey, don't worry about it. You are going to Posuzhou, right? You just happened to be on my boat. Let's go together and set off tomorrow."

"Um...you have a ferry?"

Cheng Jiujiang patted his chest proudly: "I'm the only one on the private ferry at the ferry. It's very spacious. No one said anything when I stood on the bow to pee."

"Private ferry? Isn't that something only the second generation of the Xian family can afford?"

Zhao Wuxie's eyes were surprised: "Brother Cheng is doing well now. I have traveled all over the country for so many years and I have never taken a private ferry."

"Hey, no matter where you are, it's just that you are popular and can be valued by high-ranking people. When you get to Posu Island from now on, I will protect you and help you make a lot of money."

"Is it safe for just the two of us to cross the sea?"

"What are you afraid of? We'll die together, and we'll have a companion on the road to the underworld. Are you afraid that I'll abandon you and run away at sea?"

"Uh... that's right..."

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A transition chapter to explain the background. Provide you with the fastest update of Taimang, the first chapter is free to read in Xiaofengdu. :