This demonic servant didn't know anything about it. He just went there to join in the fun and couldn't explain Lin Shan's doubts.
Before leaving, I asked carefully, "Senior, do you want to go together?"
If he can pull up a Jindan stage thigh, wouldn’t he be so popular and spicy?
Lin Shan didn't agree, turned around and left.
Even though I knew the danger to the southwest, why did I go over and do it?
Especially since I killed so many people in Ganyun Pavilion one after another, I instinctively avoided it, so I could not rush to come to the other party.
He turned the established direction and continued to go southeast of Yan State.
In the Kingdom of Demonic Taoism, if a righteous monk dares to rush on the road openly, he will definitely be caught up by a group of people like sharks smelling the smell, and the Golden Pill Stage is no exception.
Fortunately, Lin Shan’s Soul Pill Stage "Huangzhu God Method" is neither good nor evil, and without the breath of Xuanmen, it will not cause any misunderstandings.
Avoiding the magic cultivators who rushed to the southwest, he finally came to the southeast of Dayan, which is the "Yanyun Land" in the northeast of the Song Dynasty.
At this time, I found that the buffer zone where the two countries originally bordered the north had all returned to the north.
At some point, the Song Dynasty had already lost the "Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun"!
Among all the visible monks, most of them are monks from the devil's way of seeing, and there are basically no traces of the righteous way.
The public market in the northernmost part of the Song Dynasty, "Yichuan", has been completely incorporated into the territory of the Demonic Way.
Yi Chuan.
As Lin Shan entered the world of cultivation, he was the first place to settle for practice.
This carries many unforgettable past events and memories, and some impressive people, whose minds are vividly flashed, as if they had happened yesterday.
He revisited the old with a complicated mood, wanting to see what changes have happened here after fifty years.
“More than fifty years…”
In a blink of an eye, I have been away for so long, and I have been wandering outside, struggling for countless thousands of miles, and finally returned again.
But this time there were no more Huang Xian Master, Yan Guardian, and Luan Chun, but he rushed back from Lu alone.
The white mist in front of us shrouded the market in a misty way.
He walked with his feet and walked in a hundred steps.
What comes into view is still not much change from the beginning.
The green mountains are full of green waters, the streams are gurgling, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant everywhere, and the terraces are crisscrossing, as if they are paradise.
Along the narrow mountain road, the blue sky and white clouds, green ancient trees, the air is filled with fresh and coolness.
When you climb up to see the distance, the yellow Lingji River on both sides of the mountain are clearly distinguished by Weijing. The canal water winds from a distance, and is covered with dense nets in the fields.
The strong wind blows, and the rich fragrance of rice and wheat gently caresses the taste buds, and the long-lost tranquility and peace.
"Yichuan..."
Linshan stands quietly on the top of the mountain, enjoying a rare relaxing time.
This small place for practice is the first time in his life that he satisfied his fantasy of cultivating immortality and his desire for immortality, from timid contact to a gradual adaptation mentality.
I still remember that when I was terrified when I was chased from Bianliang on the way to this day, I came in and felt the beautiful scenery that was peaceful and thrilled, and that kind of excitement and longing.
Although I am still a teenager now, my feelings when I was in my teenage years old are completely incomparable to my feelings when I was in my 70s!
Life experiences, the scenery at one stop, and every moment of the experience is worth savoring. The rustling feeling of memories will make people indulge in it and forget themselves.
It was also secluded enough that no one disturbed him, so he waited until sunset.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the hills, and his gaze refocused.
I put away my boundless melancholy and turned my head to walk down the mountain.
Walk slowly along the field path, with yellow waves swaying on both sides, layer by layer, with the rhythm of ebb and flow.
With his current vision, we can see that there are immortal cultivators casting spells in the distance and harvesting spiritual food in sections.
He thought of "Guangnan Sanren" for no reason.
During the Qi training period, the old man who had left a jade slip more than 300 years ago in the first storage bag in Dongting Lake wrote what he saw and heard in "Yinchuan Fangshi", opening a new door for him who was ignorant at that time.
The profession of the Sanren in Guangnan happens to be Lingnong.
"Oh, if Guangnan Sanren's "Spiritual Planting Collection" was still there and was not lost by the prodigal son of Nanxian Master, maybe I would have embarked on this path later..."
Before becoming an appraiser, he also spent some time. If he had cultivated a deputy to the Lingnong at that time, he could use his golden fingers to strengthen his abilities.
What seeds cannot be upgraded?
At that time, it may be a way out.
However, life is changing and there is no chance to start over again, and no one knows which path to choose is the most time-saving.
At least now, he has been struggling all the way, even if he is wandering around, he has finally become the Golden Pill stage.
Unconsciously, I traveled through this field, and there were several high mountains in front of me.
Flowers are blooming on the mountain, spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums gather together, and several pavilions stand in the mountains. This is where the young men and ladies from the aristocratic families gather for a small trip and sautum.
Lin Shan vaguely saw Gongsun Yu, the young man in white from the cultivation family, who was elegant and hospitable, and he drank wine and poems among a group of young people, free and unrestrained.
Lin Shan, who was a poor scattered cultivator at the time, first arrived in Yichuan, and met a group of young heroes and nobles here. He knew that his cultivation was low and his short-sighted, and he was intimate and did not even dare to get close to him. He just squatted silently on the back of the pavilion under the steps and listened.
However, Gongsun Yu directly invited him to the pavilion, sat at the same table, accompanied him with fine wine and wine, and talked about interesting things about traveling. What he saw and heard made him flattered and could not control his feelings.
Until now, he remembers how energetic and unrestrained it was when everyone danced with a sword and was drunk that night!
But after all, meeting by chance can only be regarded as a wonderful fate, a journey of mountains and rivers, people and things are like tides, and we are forgotten in the world.
Later, in the Gongsun family in Shangdang County, the identity was changed and the world was impermanent.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! He turned into a messenger of the Demon Cult. Gongsun Yu had a wide range of friends when he was young, and had long forgotten this poor little cultivator.
That big fire burned all the Gongsun family. It is estimated that the two of them have become enemies and are like strangers. All kinds of past events are like smoke and fog.
I could only hear the reality and memories intertwined, and a hearty laugh came from the top of the mountain again.
“Hahahahahaha…”
It seems that another group of young people talking big gathered on it.
He climbed the mountain step by step.
Sure enough, among the five pavilions around, there are already three, both men and women, all of which are young people.
Their faces were full of vitality and they talked happily about their cultivation experiences. They raised their glasses and stopped chopsticks from time to time and toasted each other, just as they did decades ago.
Lin Shan stood quietly in the distance and watched all this without disturbing him.
This should be the practice of "reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles" from another group of young men and ladies from the cultivation family, enjoying the practice of "reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles" in this age group.
If you were a casual cultivator, you would never have the leisure and leisure of three or five groups. You must be busy confronting your life, so you will not have time to get together for the romantic and romantic.
At this time, the sky was getting late and the full moon was hanging high.
The boundless silver light spread out, covering the mountains in the dark hazy darkness with a layer of veil.
The young people in the pavilion are still expressing their feelings, singing with wine, drinking together, and drinking zither and playing the volley.
The location is the same, but people are no longer the people they used to be.
‘People today do not see the moon in ancient times, but the moon once shines on the ancients’.
Silently, Lin Shan's figure disappeared into the vast night.
I don’t know how many people will be in the future.
......
In front of an ancient town, a large stone stands on the side of the road.
The seal carving contains the word "Yichuan".
There were monks guarding the gate outside the town, and sat alone in the dark night with lights.
When I saw someone coming, I just spoke up lightly.
"Token."
An object was thrown into his arms, he was stunned for a moment, and then picked it up and took it to look.
The token is as new as ever, but it was made fifty years ago.
This man paused slightly, looked at the boy walking in front of him, with confusion in his eyes. Fifty years have passed, is he still a boy?
Could it be that a descendant inherited the Yichuan token from the elder?
"Southern border of the Song Dynasty, Linshan, a scattered cultivator?"
There was a simple identity message on the token and he asked a question.
The boy in front of him nodded gently, with a calm expression, and just replied simply.
"It's the elders in the clan."
Now Yichuanfang City has been returned to Dayan, which is also a demonic country. He has no enemies, so he is naturally not afraid.
There is no need to hide your head and tail, just do whatever you want.
However, if I admit this, it may be surprising. I simply rude it out so I won’t be shocked.
The gatekeeper nodded, and expected that the younger generation had inherited the tokens of their ancestors. Otherwise, how could it be that more than fifty years later, they were still young?
This person did not recycle or recast, but threw the token back directly.
"You can inherit this token, there is no need to make new ones. Now Yichuan has returned to the magic camp, and all the previous rules and regulations have been invalidated, everything is simple..."
I recited the new rules established by the devil.
It is nothing more than the decline in control and the simplification of free transactions. The front is in wartime, so there is no checkpoint. Free cultivators are welcome to go to the front line of the Sixteen Prefectures in Yanyun and the Song Dynasty to confront each other.
From here I also learned that not only the southwest are fighting, but also the southeast is friction.
But here is already in a stalemate, and there are not too many wars.
Now Yi Chuan has returned to the devil's control and knows that many casual cultivators are invisible, so he deliberately relaxed the requirements for entering the city, and at most he followed the process without asking the bottom line.
Lin Shan collected the token and said he knew.
The gatekeeper did not make any difficulties, so he simply let him in.
After entering the market.
Yi Chuan is still the same, and has not changed at all.
The south of the city is the stall setting area, the north of the city is the store area, the east of the city is the residential area, and the west of the city is the entertainment and entertainment area.
Since it was night, the stall area in the south of the Chengnan and the residential area in the east of the Chengdong were basically dark, and the streets were empty and deserted.
In the shop area in the north of the city, most shops are closed, with only a few large shops occasionally, and the lights will continue to be opened at night.
The entertainment area in the west of the city happened to be prosperous.
The lights are brightly lit and magnificent.
There were crowds coming and going, and it was very lively.
The continuous sound of calling guests and pulling people is heard, and the magic monks prefer to go to places of love and moon and release their nature.
"Oh, Fellow Daoist, you're here. The girls all miss you to death!"
"Mr. Ma, do you still like the dancer I arranged for you last time?"
"Fellow Daoist Zhao, there is another virgin newcomer recently in our building. Do you want to participate in the competition? Maybe you are the one who stays overnight with him tonight and tastes Chuhong!"
......
"This...well...What a handsome young man! Why don't you come to our Yanchun Tower to experience it and try the wonderful taste of dual cultivation?"
The madam kept smirking at the gate, pulling one regular customer after another. Yi Chuan rarely had people she didn't know.
However, when I saw a young man in white walking by, I stopped and looked at the sign behind me. The wooden brothel was lit and seemed to have a little confused look.
I thought to myself that there was a chance, but it seemed that another new person was coming!
Look at this outfit and temperament, maybe the princes of a great family who have traveled here.
Don't you have to grasp this quickly?
This kind of young man who has just entered the world and has a shallow experience is a fat sheep that is easy to slaughter.
Choose a mature lady with rich experience and countless customers in the building, which will definitely make her sink into the gentle country and unable to extricate herself and will never find her.
The madam has seen countless people and knows that in the cultivation family, they will basically deliberately prevent them from getting into female sex in order to protect the younger generation of Yuanyang.
Breaking the body will have a great impact on the perfect foundation building and before the Golden Elixir stage, cultivating the body without leakage will have a great impact. Many visionary sects will pay attention to control.
However, if you are traveling outside and cannot withstand the temptation and cannot control your lower body, then no one else can blame you.
"Brother, our Yanchun Tower is the largest brothel in Yichuan! Our top card is also the top card that is famous in Yanyun Land! Come in and take a look!"
"Yanchun Tower..."
The boy in white murmured in a low voice, being pulled by the madam, and took him into the brothel without resistance.
There are singing and dancing here, and the atmosphere is noisy. There are all kinds of people in all walks of life, sitting at the table and drinking happily, laughing endlessly.
Some girls at the table formed a circle, hugging left and right, and were frequently persuaded to drink, and their hands were still touching, and the girls were laughing so hard that they were trembling.
Eight dancers in the stands twisted their snake's waists, stretched their arms, and shook them with a fan. The gauze on their bodies was hazy and transparent. If you look closely at many of the characteristics inside, they seemed to be clearly visible.
There is a woman in a long blue dress in the middle, with a slender figure, her jade-like legs exposed outside, her dark eyebrows are curved and her temperament is like a valley orchid. The most important thing is that she feels cold and frosty, giving people a desire to conquer.
A bamboo flute is held horizontally, and the delicate red lips, which are as beautiful as blood, blowing out the melodious meaning of the Tianshan snow lotus.
A heartbreaking song is heartbroken, where can I find a soulmate in the world?
Her song seems to have unknown hidden feelings, which arouses the desire for exploration for everyone present. Unconsciously, there are also illusion overlapping of illusions, which seems to be building a dream paradise.
Lin Shan, who was still immersed in the past when he ran for Huang Xianshi and came to Yanchun Tower to encounter the protector of Yan, finally came to his senses from his sigh.
I suddenly felt that the woman on the stage looked familiar for no reason!
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Chapter completed!