Going to immortality inexplicably

Chapter 112 The mystery of the last name
In fact, as long as you arrive in the Ghost Mist Forest, you will most likely be teleported there. If you hadn't met the Song Sicheng brothers and sisters, Fan Xiaoxiao might have accidentally bumped into the spiritual land.

However, the Song Sicheng brother and sister obviously knew some information. If they followed them, the trip would be smoother. What's more, in this completely unfamiliar environment, having two slightly familiar people would still increase a sense of security.

Therefore, Fan Xiaoxiao still admitted in his heart that he was influenced by Song Sicheng's brother and sister. Even though the old man may have been a powerful person, his memory was incomplete and he didn't even remember who he was, so he often fell out of control.

Song Sixue curled her lips quietly. Fan Xiaoxiao came to the spiritual land because of their influence. It was originally agreed that they would share some of the medicinal materials collected, but in the end, no medicinal materials were collected.

Song Sicheng glanced at Song Sixue secretly. Of course he knew what his sister was thinking.

However, what Song Sicheng is thinking now is how to form an alliance with Fan Xiaoxiao and then let Fan Xiaoxiao come forward for everything. It is best for the brother and sister to be a transparent pair to avoid being noticed by interested people.

The three of them had their own thoughts and began to look around carefully.

Although Fan Xiaoxiao had looked around a few times, she didn't understand anything. None of the others knew him, so she couldn't tell what he was doing.

Although it was the first time for Song Sicheng and his sister to come here and they didn't understand many things, they at least had some family heritage.

Although the family was in decline, the population was withering, and it was a lot of trouble for the two of them to find the ghostly fog forest, but now that they had entered the spiritual land, they were already half successful.

Song Sicheng couldn't act like he knew everything. Even if Fan Xiaoxiao didn't understand anything and wouldn't suspect anything, there were so many people around him. What if he discovered any clues?

Therefore, Song Sicheng, like Fan Xiaoxiao, observed everything around him with inquiring eyes.

"Let's watch as we walk. After all, the scope of standing here is limited."

"Okay!" Of course Fan Xiaoxiao responded positively to Song Sicheng's proposal.

There was no one flying around in the air in the spiritual land, but there were quite a few people on some big trees.

It seems that flying is prohibited here. Even in the secular world, there are still some people who know Qinggong.Those people on the big trees must want to stand high and see further.

The three of them were all young monks at the Qi Condensation level, so naturally they did not dare to fly into the tree and could only walk on their feet.

After walking for more than an hour, the three of them had covered almost a hundred miles.The terrain here is flat and there is no danger. The three of them all walked relatively fast and walked this far without even realizing it.

But looking forward, it's still endless, and looking back, it's long gone.

The surrounding scenery didn't seem to change much, but the people around him were constantly changing.

The three people were exhausted, so they sat on the ground under a tree and began to rest.

"Let's analyze what we saw from our own eyes and analyze where this place is." Fan Xiaoxiao suggested.

Song Sicheng and Song Sixue looked at each other and nodded together.

The three of them have been walking around for so long, and they always find something. Now even if they say something, it won't seem so abrupt.

Now people here are slowly gathering. Some places where more people gather, and the flag of a certain family is also displayed. It seems that the family is gathering people from their family.

Those people have set up many tents, and the family members have gathered together, obviously having a backbone.

They will hang a large, eye-catching flag on a big tree, and write the family name on the flag. This will make it easier for the tribesmen to find them, and secondly, it will declare the territory and other people will be asked to take a detour.

Some of these large families have gathered hundreds of people, and the continuous tents occupy several miles of land.

After all, it is not possible for everyone in a family to be able to practice, and only Qi Condensation level monks can be transported into the spiritual land. There are only a limited number of people who meet the requirements, and a family that can gather hundreds of people is already a very large family.

Those with around 50 to 30 people are considered medium-sized families, and those with less than [-] people can only be considered small families.

"I wonder how big this spiritual land is?" Fan Xiaoxiao was really curious, how big is this paradise with blue sky, white clouds and green trees?If more and more people come in in the future, will they lose their place to stand?

"Who knows?" Song Sicheng curled his lips slightly, "Anyway, with our foot strength, I'm afraid it will be difficult to finish the walk."

"Isn't it?" Fan Xiaoxiao didn't believe it. If they kept walking like this every day, how could they not finish the walk as long as the direction was good?
"Haha," Song Sicheng seemed to have guessed what Fan Xiaoxiao was thinking, "There is a time limit for the opening of this spiritual land. It will be closed within three months at most, and everyone will be teleported out."

"Really?" Fan Xiaoxiao wanted to ask, how did you know?But then I thought, who doesn’t have a few secrets?No one is obligated to share their secrets, and if a secret can be shared, is it still a secret?

Now Song Sicheng is willing to tell this information, at least it is in good faith.

"Don't worry, fighting is forbidden in the spirit land, and those who kill will die." Oh, this is good, at least weak scum like them will not be destroyed by others "accidentally".

"What else?" Fan Xiaoxiao's beautiful eyes stared closely at Song Sicheng, full of endless curiosity.

"Three fellow Taoists, are you rogue cultivators?" A man's voice interrupted suddenly, and the three of them looked in the direction of the sound at the same time.

He is tall and tall, wearing an elegant long robe, a folding fan gently swinging, sword-shaped eyebrows on his temples, and picturesque eyebrows. He is a gentleman as gentle as jade.

It wasn't that Fan Xiaoxiao wasn't interested in the handsome guy, but when she saw him shaking the folding fan, she suddenly thought of the dead Wan Changqing, and she felt a little unhappy for no reason.

Song Sicheng stood up first, and Fan Xiaoxiao and Song Sixue had no choice but to follow suit.

"We are indeed casual cultivators. May I ask what your orders are?" Song Sicheng bowed deeply.

The man quickly returned the gift: "The three fellow Taoists must have understood that most families gather here, and most casual cultivators are alone, so they will inevitably suffer in a place like this. Therefore, we several casual cultivators discussed joining forces. Although I can’t fight those big families, at least I won’t be bullied casually.”

"Didn't it say that fighting is prohibited here, and those who kill will die?" Fan Xiaoxiao felt strange. The person in charge of the spiritual land must not be an ordinary person, and his cultivation is absolutely advanced.

"Haha, this girl is so pure and kind, don't you know that accidents can happen at any time?"

Fan Xiaoxiao wanted to roll her eyes, what kind of pure kindness?Don't you just say that you are stupid?

But then I thought about it and realized that what they said was right. With absolute power and strength, many things can indeed be attributed to the word "accident".

"Thank you for informing me, brother. How many of you are there now?" Song Sicheng saluted again with a sincere attitude.

Fan Xiaoxiao shut up, it didn't matter if he was alone, but there were three of them now, and those big families could easily have hundreds of people, and they couldn't afford to offend even small families with only a few dozen people.

"We have 12 people now. If three fellow Taoists join, there will be 15 people." The man's eyes suddenly lit up. He was just asking casually, but unexpectedly he actually grabbed three people.

"Song Sicheng, my sister, Song Sixue, this girl, Fan Xiaoxiao. Please take care of me in the future!" Song Sicheng said simply and neatly. Since he was ready to join, there was no need to be sloppy.

"It's easy to talk, my dear Zhao Wencheng, we will be friends from now on, please take care of each other!" Zhao Wencheng looked like a gentle man, and he was indeed a humble gentleman.

Hearing the surname "Zhao" again, Fan Xiaoxiao immediately thought of the Chinese surnames on earth.

"I have a question, can I ask this brother to help me?" Fan Xiaoxiao immediately imitated Song Sicheng's word "xiongtai", feeling that it was more down-to-earth.

"Excuse me, miss." Zhao Wencheng quickly handed over his hand.

"The local people I met outside the spiritual land all had strange surnames. Many of them had no names at all. But first I met the Song brothers and sisters, and now I met Brother Zhao. Your surnames are the same as those of Zhao. The Black Wind Continent is completely different, can Brother Zhao help me clarify my doubts?"

Zhao Wencheng unconsciously looked at Song Sicheng. He originally thought that the three of them were together, but he did not expect that the three of them also met halfway.

"Is the girl a native of the country?"

"Well, actually I don't know if I am a local. My parents died when I was a child and I was adopted. I can't remember my childhood memories and my adoptive parents can't tell me my life experience. But I have no respect for the local nobles and the local people. Commoners know a little bit about it, so they are interested in your surnames. Maybe I can infer a little about my own life experience from this."

Fan Xiaoxiao made up a story, and the death of his parents was not a lie, so he told it sincerely.

Not only Zhao Wencheng, but also Song Sicheng and his sister were a little moved. How did such a girl embark on the path of cultivation?The hardships involved can be imagined.

"Sorry, Miss Fan, I didn't want to make you sad." Zhao Wencheng looked at Fan Xiaoxiao with pity and immediately apologized sincerely.

"It's okay." Fan Xiaoxiao calmed down and still looked at Zhao Wencheng, his eyes full of longing.

"Look at the flags of those big families." Zhao Wencheng pointed casually, and Fan Xiaoxiao followed his finger and looked around. There weren't many big families nearby. After all, one family occupied several miles of land, so everything he could see was In this place, there are not many flags of big families.

However, Fan Xiaoxiao still saw a few big flags with the words "Bai, Wang, Li" written on them. She couldn't help but wonder. Could it be that the Black Wind Continent was too big and she saw too few surnames?
These surnames can all be found in China, but they are obviously not local surnames. Do they have anything to do with China?
"Actually, it is impossible for real natives of the Black Wind Continent to practice cultivation. Those who can embark on the road of cultivation are descendants of some immortal cultivating families. It is said that a long time ago, there were thousands of immortal cultivating families in the Black Wind Continent. But The spiritual energy here is getting less and less, and the aristocratic families are becoming more and more declining. There are even fewer people in the next generation who can cultivate, and some aristocratic families have simply stopped passing on the inheritance."

"We casual cultivators are actually descendants of a family of immortal cultivators, but the family has declined and there are really too few people who can enter the spiritual land."

"Then how did the ancestors of the immortal cultivating family come to the Black Wind Continent?"

(End of this chapter)