ps: Read the exclusive story behind "Bi Sheng Shuxian", listen to your more suggestions for the novel, follow the Qidian Chinese website official account (add friends on WeChat - add official account - enter qdread), and tell me quietly! Seeing this, Yang Xiu smiled helplessly, took off the White Deer Sword and handed it to Meng Lu. The little boy's eyes immediately shone, and held the long sword in his arms like a treasure, carefully pulled out a small piece, and looked at the black sword blade with great concentration, which was very cute.

It was not until Yang Xiu walked out more than ten feet away that Meng Lu reacted and quickly chased after him. He twisted for a while and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry last time, I seemed to have used too much force to knock you out."

Yang Xiu waved his hand with a smile, his eyes floating towards the front of the team. Suddenly he thought of a question and asked Menglu: "By the way, I heard you found out that I was in the trap at dawn. Is there something special about your traps? Normally, I was in a coma for a long time and must have been eaten by beasts at night?"

"Oh~ You said this,"

Meng Lu was fiddling with the White Deer Sword with excitement, and said proudly: "The trap in our Luanshi Village is famous for its nearby villages. As long as a special plant is covered around the trap, it can be isolated from all smells. Grandpa Guo said that it can even stop the monk's spiritual consciousness, so those monsters cannot be found. Adults often teach us that we can hide in the trap when we encounter danger."

"So amazing?" Yang Xiu asked curiously. The method of exploring spiritual consciousness is definitely not as simple as Meng Lu said. Although Luanshi Village is just a small tribe, it is amazing that there are still such magical means.

"What's this?"

Seeing Yang Xiu, Meng Lu smiled proudly, raised his little chin and said, "The most famous thing in our Luanshi Village is the taming spirit beasts. Tribes a hundred miles away are coming to our village to buy tamed spirit beasts, which are much more powerful than these mechanism beasts."

Yang Xiu's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he was truly interested. Since seeing the Qiyun Dragon Turtle and the majestic spirit beasts in the Yulingzhai Camp, Yang Xiu had the idea of ​​taming the spirit beasts himself. However, taming the beasts is the secret of Yulingzhai, and it is even more difficult to steal the master.

The opportunity is right in front of you. You must find a way to learn the art of animal taming! This will be an immediate impact on the improvement of the personal strength of the immortal cultivators. No matter how you look at it, you will gain a lot of advantages.

After Menglu received Yang Xiu's permission, he happily ran to the front of the team with the White Deer Sword and went to show off to Elder Guo. Yang Xiu continued to walk slowly in the team, getting close to the villagers, and inquire about the news about beast-controlling techniques.

...

"Grandpa Guo. Look, Hu Zi played the White Deer Sword for me." Menglu came to the carriage of the leader of the team and said happily holding the White Deer Sword.

"Um,"

Elder Guo nodded and kindly instructed: "Other people's things must be kept well. Because you are his savior, he looks at you differently. You didn't notice that others can't touch the White Deer Sword?"

Meng Lu nodded as if he understood it, subconsciously hugged the White Deer Sword in his arms tighter.

Yang Xiu's identity made Elder Guo very confused. Not to mention those Taoist talismans that could not be seen, this well-crafted sword weapon alone is extremely precious in the wilderness, and the purple bag sealed by Taoist talismans. You can tell at a glance that it is not an ordinary item.

But judging from the degree of injury of this tiger and its performance over the past few days, it is obvious that it has not mastered the magic of releasing the spiritual power to drive the flying sword. A young monk with at most three levels of body tempering cultivation must have inherited these treasures from the master or family.

Elder Guo frowned slightly, vaguely feeling that Xiao Menglu had caused a big trouble to Luanshi Village.

The team walked along the forest path, and as they got closer and closer to home, everyone gradually relaxed, talking and laughing, turning a corner, and another pair of people walked away from the opposite side of the path.

The two warriors at the front of the Luanshi Village team saw the decorations on the other party's carriage and immediately asked Elder Guo for advice. The entire team immediately leaned against the side of the road and asked the other party to pass first.

The people who came over were quite imposing. The flag at the forefront had a big word "Qin". Whether it was a horse or a beast that pulled a cart, they were much more sophisticated than the team in the Luanshi Village. Above the team, more than a dozen monks were flying slowly, and looked down at the surrounding situation.

All the people in the Luanshi Village bowed their heads slightly and waited for the other party's team to pass. Yang Xiu, who was standing behind the team, was a little curious when he saw this and asked the people around him: "Brother, which village are these people from?"

"This is the caravan in Qincheng, the most powerful city in the nearby wilderness. These guys charge high taxes from various villages every year. The prey and herbs we have obtained through hardships, they take away 20% of them when they move their mouths. They are simply a group of vampires."

"Shut up, there are great monks in Qin City, and the most powerful monster family in the wilderness are polite to them. Don't talk nonsense for a while, let them pass quickly."

Yang Xiu nodded and agreed, looking at the team ahead with regular steps, thinking that this way of rushing has become a prototype of a marching force, and it is difficult for the monks to have the military discipline, which is not strong in Qincheng.

At the forefront of Qincheng's team, a young man rode on the back of a spirit beast with two horns on his forehead, with a square nose and a wide mouth, thick eyebrows and tiger jaws, and a light golden light spot on his forehead, which invisibly exuded a substantial pressure. No one dared to look at him wherever he passed.

From a distance, the other party seemed to be surrounded by a circle of dazzling golden light. After careful observation, he could not see anything. In addition, his clothes were floating and he was extremely dignified, which made people feel awe.

Yang Xiu could not see this person's cultivation, but he clearly felt that there was a kind of pressure different from the suppression of cultivation. In addition, the temperament of the superiors seemed to be born with, which easily makes people impressed. Is this the so-called turtle aura?

The man had a majestic expression and was in a squinted manner. When he passed by Elder Guo, he turned his head unexpectedly and said, "It's a good sword. Elder Guo has also begun to study sword techniques?"

The man's voice was like a loud bell, and there was a metallic attack between the words. It made people feel shaking. Elder Guo was stunned. He turned around and saw Meng Lu, who was holding the Bailu Jian, who was a little at a loss. He turned around and responded: "It's just the lowest level magic weapon. It made Master Qin laugh."

"This is the weapon refining technique in the southern part of Ningguo. It can also be called the level of a weapon master in the secular world. I wonder where Elder Guo got it?"

The man surnamed Qin asked word by word, his tone was plain, and there was a flash of golden light in his eyes staring at Elder Guo. Elder Guo didn't expect that the other party would recognize the origin of the sword. His hesitant expression flashed by, and just as he was about to find an excuse to get over it, he heard someone in the back of the team saying loudly: "This is what I picked up on the road."

Yang Xiu, who had changed into a village outfit, stepped out of the team and stepped forward to the front of the team. He bowed to the man surnamed Qin and said, "I have met Senior Qin. I am a businessman from the north. This sword was picked up in the forest on the way. Therefore, I saw that the sword was well maintained and its quality was better than that of ordinary magic tools. Then I collected it."

The man surnamed Qin looked at Yang Xiu with a playful face. Whether in terms of skin color or hairstyle, Yang Xiu did not look like a wilderness, but no matter how much money-loving businessman was, he would not dare to enter the wilderness at this time.

However, a few days ago, news came that a war broke out in the northern jungle. It is said that the human monk was ambushed by demons, and in the end he was rescued by the great monks who came to support him. Has this kid been there?

"Where did you pick this sword?" the man surnamed Qin continued to ask, and every word he said seemed to touch Yang Xiu's heart, making Yang Xiu unable to help but feel shaking his mind.

Damn, what are you showing off? Isn’t it just a fairy sound that fills your ears?

Yang Xiu had seen this kind of spell in an ancient classic. He only needed to have a high enough talent for immortal texts to practice. It was just like the spells such as fire tongue technique and sword control technique, but it sounded quite mysterious.

Yang Xiu still held his fists and gave a rough description of the situation of the battle location in his memory. The man surnamed Qin nodded slightly. What Yang Xiu said was basically consistent with the information he received, and it seemed that the situation was true.

After looking at Yang Xiu again, the man surnamed Qin did not speak. He shook the reins lightly, and the double-horned spirit beast moved forward again. The mighty team walked through the meal for a full meal before they could completely pass.

Knowing that the other team of troops disappeared at the corner, Elder Guo took Meng Lu, who was a little scared, and comforted him softly. At the same time, he returned the sword to Yang Xiu, saying, "This person is Qin Huang, the eldest son of Qincheng. Thanks to your quick reaction, otherwise it would be a real trouble."

"It was my business, how could I cause trouble for you?" Yang Xiu smiled, touched Meng Lu's round head, and returned to the rear team.

Elder Guo looked at Yang Xiu's back, nodded, and smiled meaningfully.

This road is surrounded by caravans or prey, which is relatively safe. The road is calm and at noon, Yang Xiu finally saw the huge wooden dome towering in the woods in the distance.

"Go home~" Meng Lu cheered and rushed into the woods first, and everyone in the team was full of joy.

After more than a month of wind and dining in the open, I almost worked hard, and finally returned home with prey and spoils. Thinking of the eagerness and happiness of returning home, I could not replace anything.

In this situation, Yang Xiu couldn't help but think of his small nest in his previous life, the small room of Liushu Hall, Old Man Fang and Old Hei Horse, and the beautiful master who was dressed in white like snow and drifted in black hair. He took a deep breath and made up his mind: I must go back!

The team that welcomed the return of their relatives had already arrived outside the gate of the city. When they saw the team returning, they all ran over and anxiously looked for their family. Yang Xiu stood aside and looked at the lively scene with a smile.

Elder Guo walked to Yang Xiu at some time and handed back the Sumeru bag, a few stacks of Taoist talismans, mysterious rings, etc. to Yang Xiu.

"Thank you, Elder." Yang Xiu smiled and saw that the Taoist talisman on the Sumeru bag was intact, so he happily put away the things.

"Um,"

Elder Guo nodded and said with a majestic expression: "From today on your behalf, you will be responsible for catching rabbits with Menglu."
Chapter completed!