Fengdu is the Ghost Palace, and the place that can be called "Little Fengdu" is obviously not something that ordinary people are willing to frequently enter.

In October, heavy snow had already started on the coast. The last port in the northwest of Huajunzhou was buried by white snow. A lonely boat broke through the wind and snow and drove from the sea.

The ship is a cargo ship, ten feet long and not too big. It is hung with the flag of Yingyang Immortal Palace on it. The deck is full of animal corpses, rare stones, and broken magic weapons.

Cheng Jiujiang, wearing the black armor of the Iron Cu Mansion, used the black shields sent by the sect as a backrest, sat in a pile of debris where there was nowhere to stay, and looked at the distant coastline, breathing a sigh of relief.

Cheng Jiujiang used to be a casual cultivator in the Southern Wilderness, fought for the national master in the Great Pill, and had many disciples under his command. He thought that this would be the case in his life.

But luck made people feel bad. After being in Jiazi, he actually rejuvenated for the second spring. By chance, he became an "important figure" of the righteous vanguard army, interspersing and dispatching on the front battlefield of the blood and fire of immortals and demons.

Although this job is just a "heavy army" who runs errands to transport supplies, and the fact is the case, Cheng Jiujiang doesn't think so.

What's wrong with the heavy army?

Before the troops were moved, the food and grass were first taken. The Qihai and Linglong Pavilion of the Immortal Lord on the top of the mountain were not endless. There was no support and supplies to fight. I seized so many spoils and no one brought them back. Isn’t it possible for the monks to produce and sell them on the spot?

And this errand is not that simple.

The two ways of fighting for territory between good and evil are the decisive role of the top of the mountain immortals; in normal circumstances, the army will not gather to charge in the battle like the secular world, because no matter how many low-level cultivators are, they cannot stop the sword of the mountain immortals, and relying on the tactics of the sea of ​​people is meaningless.

To control a continent, it is normal that cultivators on the mountain do not act rashly to preserve their strength. Cultivators at low level are responsible for cleaning up the opponent's eyeliner and small strongholds, and gradually eroding them. Once the opponent can't sit still and the monks on the mountain show up, they will surround and strangle them. Kill until one party cannot bear the losses and retreat, and this land will naturally change hands.:.

In this case, most of the monks who came to subdue demons and eliminate demons formed a team of several people, scattered on the east side of the entire Posa Continent, and slowly groped forward to advance.

More than 100,000 monks sounded like a lot, but they were scattered within half of the continent, and they might not see a group of people for hundreds of miles, and there were no fairy markets or ferries.

The monks cleaned up a piece of area and could not turn around and run back to Huajunzhou. At this time, they needed to go to a nearby safe stronghold to obtain supplies and trade various spoils seized.

There are strong men in the stronghold, and the surrounding area is cleaned up, which is not very dangerous; but the distance between each stronghold is very long, so Cheng Jiujiang has to travel back and forth between each small stronghold.

I brought a bunch of supplies on the way, and my combat power was generally weak. For aliens, I was just walking in a wallet, which was much easier to bully than a regular monk team. If I didn’t have some special skills to escape, I wouldn’t be able to do this at all.

Even if nothing happened in Posa Forum, a ship of materials with no high or low price and elixirs across the sea will not be equipped with strong cultivators to escort.

In order to reduce the losses, they will send a small boat of cargo by themselves. Everything will be fine if there is nothing wrong. Cheng Jiujiang will have to seek blessings if something happens. The long Xihai cannot even have a specific positioning, so it is impossible to come for support.

However, the demons in the sea are also "opportunities" for high-level cultivators, and they are not so easy to encounter. Cheng Jiujiang sent them back and forth twice, and the money he earned made Wang Rui, who was patrolling the coast of Posa Forum, burst into tears.

Seeing the stable and peaceful "Little Fengdu", Cheng Jiujiang finally felt relieved that he had been hanging on the sea for three months, got up and came to the bow of the ship, waiting for the cargo ship to dock at the port.

Xiao Fengdu is not only a port, but also a gateway to resist the alien races in the northwest. Its protection is far beyond other places. There is often an immortal king here to prevent the Youying alien race from attacking and directly entering the hinterland of Huajunzhou. Currently, the person in charge of guarding the door is the "Yangshen" Dongfang Zhuzhao, but ordinary people cannot see it.

Although he only came twice, Cheng Jiujiang was very familiar with the port where the cargo ship entered and left. Just as he approached the coast where the ships were continuous, an old man appeared at the pier and greeted him with the account book:

"Old Cheng, your legs are very fast. How is the situation there?"

The old man was a small manager in the port, responsible for sending and receiving materials. Because the Posa Forest was not completely occupied, the only few Sky Dirt Towers could only be used to convey important battle situations. If the lower class wanted to get the exact news, they could only pass on the word of mouth through the monks.

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

"It's still the same, all of them are small shrimps. I've found the most powerful one, and I'm a snake spirit in the jade level. Seven or eight immortals killed them, but my own people almost fought for the share of the money. I also wanted to make some snake meat soaked in wine, but I didn't even get a single snake hair..."

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

"It's a good thing to do, it's better than demons everywhere; if it weren't before, you wouldn't dare to go there again after the first trip."

"Old Wang, you are underestimating people now. I am a disciple of the Tiecu Mansion, so how dare you say that you dare not?"

Cheng Jiujiang patted the armor on his chest and signaled that he was a disciple of the Valkyrie of the East China Valkyrie. Then he took out a piece of paper and opened it and looked at it a few times:

"You see, the things on the ship are not worth much. After unloading them, they pack twenty boxes of Healing Pills and twenty boxes of Worry-free Talisman... By the way, Lao Wang, have you got the 'Longyang Pills' and 'Hanchun Pills'? This thing is very popular in Guiliaochuan. I saw a product from Babian Xuanmen who sold two boxes secretly in private, and the supply was in short supply..."

Old Man Wang was stunned and turned around: "When I arrive at Posa Forum, I still have the intention to use this thing? Are you not afraid of being able to hold the world up during a fight?"

"Oh, you don't understand this. If you subdue demons and eliminate demons, you will have to suffer a lot all day long, and you will be full of suffering. If you subdue demons and eliminate demons, you will just hang your head on your belt. After the disaster, you will not be able to enjoy it. Posazhou can't even drink good wine. You have nothing to do when you rest. What else can you do except the trunk couple?"

“That’s right…”

Cheng Jiujiang glanced around and said:

"Actually, I think the above is a bit too serious. How can we be as singular as the immortals on the mountain? We always have some thoughts in our hearts. If we could give more good wine or let the fairies of Qianqiu Yuefu go over to perform for performances from time to time, we would be more energetic when we go out to sacrifice our lives and shed our blood, not..."

"The idea is good, but what's the use of telling me? You should tell your ancestor that it would be a matter of one word if the Valkyrie of the East China can agree..."

"Just just kidding in private, what are you talking about? "

Cheng Jiujiang quickly shook his head: "Don't forget what you said just now. Get two boxes of Longyang Dan for me to earn some extra money, keep the money in the account, I'll come back alive for you..."

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

"Your old guy Song Chi came back two days ago. It seemed like the granddaughter of the old sword god. He couldn't find the big demon to vent his anger. He wanted to go deep into the hinterland. He didn't agree here and came back to negotiate."

"Yeah?"

Cheng Jiujiang looked surprised.

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

But the three of them are all martial arts practitioners, and their talents and combat power are very different. If they get together, they will probably really "go on the road" together.

Miss Qiu didn't want to take care of the oil bottle, so she arranged an errand for the three of them.

Wang Rui is Lu Jianchen's apprentice, with a good background but his knowledge of Taoism is too low, so he sent him to patrol the coast; his experience at the bottom is clever, so he assigned him a small cargo ship to transport it back and forth; because of his overbearing boxing, Song Chi was obviously the future martial arts master, so he followed the core disciples of Yingyang Immortal Palace to remove the monsters.

Wang Rui stayed at the port of Posa Forum, and Cheng Jiujiang could gather occasionally. Song Chi, who fooled him, had never seen him again.

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

Xiao Fengdu is located in the northwest of Huajunzhou. The area nearby is full of wilderness without any grass. If it weren't for the defense here, such a big city wouldn't have appeared.

Most of the monks walking in the city find people to go to Posa Forest together. The number is not as high as that of the inland ports, but the quality is significantly higher. It is no exaggeration to describe it as "the bamboos are everywhere".

The main force against the Youying alien race is the major immortal families, but the casual cultivators and small sects want to do their best, so the righteous giants will naturally not be kept out. There is a tall building in the city called "Yitang". The monks who want to go past must register in advance, confirm the background of the realm and arrange a ferry to cross the sea.

The monks who can come to fight are all passionate about "doing this body for the right path", but the passionate blood is the passionate blood, and the ability to obtain opportunities and improve their Taoism is the main reason why most monks come here.

As long as the monks who participate in the battlefield of immortals and demons is equivalent to a layer of gold. When they return to their hometown, the casual cultivator can directly report to the Immortal Sect, and the last time they can get a position of worship; if they enter the inner gate, the inner gate becomes a direct descendant.

Even if you just want to be a scattered immortal, just rely on the saying "I have shed blood for the righteous path in Posa Forum". The wealthy families of immortals dare not bully them at will. If something really happens, there will be someone to pursue them. Don't worry about not dying at the hands of evil paths, but dying in the righteous path.

In addition to the various benefits afterwards, on the battlefield of immortals and demons, you can warm up and cure wounds, break the realm and torture the body, and get all the rare talismans and elixirs, such as blazing and patroling, and you can get free of charge; you can learn all kinds of secret martial arts and martial arts that are not unlearnable, and you will most likely not be stingy if you want to learn masters.

Once the demons are eliminated, not only can you remember the great achievements, but you will also have all the opportunities you get.

It is conceivable how tempting the generous treatment of fame and fortune can produce. Even in the past, only one of the past ten can be returned, countless people still continue to do so. Because they want to follow the path of immortality, they will be in a life of death and die in Posa Forest. At least they can still make a great contribution.

However, the monks who came here also knew the risks of this trip. Many monks waiting for the boat stayed on the street outside the Yitang to inquire about various news about Posa Forum.

Cheng Jiujiang thought in his heart whether Lao Song had lost his arm and broken legs. He walked in a hurry. He passed by the street outside Yitang and did not stop. However, when he was about to reach the end of the street, he suddenly heard a shout from behind:

"Old Cheng?"

Gu/span> Cheng Jiujiang paused, and when he heard the sound familiar, he quickly turned around, but saw a young man in a black robe standing up at the window of a tavern on the street, looking at him with surprise.

"Brother Zhao?" Cheng Jiujiang's eyes couldn't hide his surprise. The last time he met Zhao Wuxie, he had just left the Southern Wilderness. Many years have passed. I didn't expect that this little brother who shared the accounts could come here.

Cheng Jiujiang quickly turned around and came to the door of the restaurant and looked at Zhao Wuxie who was greeting:

"Why are you here?"

"Oh, I've been here before. I didn't know you've come too. I walked around for two rounds and left. I met in Luojian Mountain two months ago..."

While Zhao Wuxiei was smiling, Yu Guang noticed something, frowned, and looked into the distance of the street.

Xiao Fengdu is too remote and has great strategic significance, but it is not very prosperous. Most of the city is dominated by branches of major immortal sects.

Yitang is in the middle of the city, and a mansion not far away is hung outside the emblem of Yingyang Immortal Palace.

Cheng Jiujiang looked along his eyes and saw a woman in white dress above a building in the mansion looking at this side.

The woman was wearing the disciple robe of Yingyang Immortal Palace, full of fairy spirit like a snow-white skirt, and a blue sword hanging around her waist. Although her face was not clear, she could imagine that she must be a charming and charming female sword fairy.

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

"This is the eldest lady from Jingtu, the direct descendant of Yang Shen, and the granddaughter of the old sword god."

Zhao Wuxie was shocked. After all, the background was a bit too exaggerated. He raised his hand to show respect.

The woman on the tower was obviously not low, about two miles away. After she opened her mouth, the sound of Qingling still came into the ears of the two:

"Fellow Daoist's sword skills are good."

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

"Fairy Qiu was awarded."

Miss Qiu continued:

"In the past few months, a lot of things have happened to the east. I heard that someone was walking alone in Luojian Mountain and crushing Shi Erlang outside Juejian Cliff. Communication here is inconvenient and the news is spreading in a mess. Have you been to Luojian Mountain two months ago, can you know the exact situation?"

Zhao Wuxie heard the old sword god's granddaughter ask about this. As Zuo Lingquan's friend, he naturally had great honor:

"I asked about swords at Luojian Mountain that day, and the situation will naturally be known."?!

When Miss Qiu heard this, she was obviously stunned and reexamined Zhao Wuxie:

"That day, were you asking about the sword at Luojian Mountain?"

Zhao Wuxie realized that the other party had misunderstood, and was a little embarrassed, thinking about it:

"That's right! But strictly speaking, two people were asking about swords at Luojian Mountain that day. At first, they were down, but later the sword demon Zuo Ci appeared, and I was silent. Well... I was considered a 'brick' that was throwing bricks and ignoring jade."

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To be continued...