You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 183 Please enter the urn
The banquet was over, the cups and plates were in a mess, the servants were cleaning up the tables and chairs, wiping off the grease

At the small table where they talked day and night, Li Ji and Zuo Chen were drinking tea:

"I can stay for a few more days and see if I can still help you with some things."

"You have solved the worries of the northern fortress, which is a great help. The next priority is to deal with King Chang. All my soldiers are good, so it won't be difficult to fight."

Li Ji didn't care.

Zuo Chen could even hear a hint of excitement in his tone.

I always feel that Li Ji seemed to have long wanted to take his cavalry out to beat up all those vassal kings who were causing trouble for Daliang.

"Speaking of which, since it is unrealistic for King Chang to lead his troops to attack us, shouldn't we consider how to lure him over?"

"That's true." Li Ji sighed, "My nephew is not very capable and timid. He will definitely send some of his men to sneak into Youzhou to find out the truth of the matter."

Zuo Chen pondered for a moment:
"I can help."

"Please speak, sir." Li Ji sat upright.

Zuo Chen raised his left hand, and wisps of clear mist surrounded the palm of his hand.

Li Ji stared at it for a while and couldn't help but gasp.

This fog... looks so familiar!
"The Mountain-Transforming Mist Technique is a technique used by the Qingqiu Immortal. It is somewhat similar to the Yellow Millet Dream. When I was fighting with the Smiling Monk, I looked at the mist a few more times and got a general idea of ​​it."

Zuo Chen introduced.

Li Ji thought, tilted his head back and widened his eyes.

If he remembered correctly, Zuo Chen was only out for half the night.

Moreover, this Qingqiu Dream should be an ancient magical method, right?

The entire Qingqiu Immortal spent so much time researching this technique, but it only took Zuo Chen such a short time to master it?

As if he had seen through Li Ji's thoughts, Zuo Chen smiled and said, "The Qingqiu Immortals intended to pass down this technique. Before they disappeared, they taught me all the principles of the technique. I am following their path."

Then it didn’t take you that long to go from not knowing how to do this to mastering it…

Li Ji held it in for a long time without saying a word.

"The best route between Youzhou and Jingzhou is the Homecoming Road. The spies from Jingzhou can either come along the Homecoming Road or through the dense forest. I only need to set up a layer of mist there so that the spies can have a good sleep. When they see the desolate scene of Youzhou, they will naturally go back and tell King Chang that Youzhou is open to them."

After another pause, Zuo Chen continued:
"When I killed the Smiling Monk before, I saved a piece of his fate. Don't those Little Joys like to cheat? If someone from Little Joy comes to ask about it, it will be easy to cheat them."

By doing this, even if King Chang is highly alert and asks a soul-searching expert to search the spy's memory, there will be no possibility of being exposed!
It even saves the energy of setting up a special scenery.

Li Ji's heart was greatly moved.

"Then I'll trouble you, Taoist Priest."

"It's just a small matter."

……

In the next week, everyone is busy with their own things.

Li Ji began to count the troops, moved the outpost forward, and sent a team of professional scouts in the direction of Qingqiu Mountain.

They planned to survey the situation near Qingqiu Mountain first. If there was really no danger, they would push the entire defense line forward and make better use of the immortal ruins.

At the same time, several messengers also rode fast horses from Youzhou City to the East and West Liantai and the sluice gates respectively to deliver the news to Shangbao City to avoid any accidents.

Zuo Chen stayed in the King Wei's mansion temporarily. He first wrote twelve talismans, woven a great dream of the desolate Youzhou, and gave them to the horse-riding alchemist to arrange the great dream near the homecoming road. He also spent some time writing the Tou Shan Dou Transformation Mist Spell in a booklet and gave it to Hu Wen.

"Taoist Priest, what is this?"

When Hu Wen saw the contents of the booklet clearly, he was shocked.

"This is the Qingqiu secret method. It should have been yours."

After hearing what Zuo Chen said, Hu Wen was silent for a long time.

"Master, I am not very capable, and my character is not mature enough... I..."

"Then work hard and try to make yourself worthy of this wonderful method." Zuo Chen smiled and patted Hu Wen on the shoulder, stuffing the booklet into his arms: "In the future, you can also go to the Great Forest twice and select some suitable ones to teach to the little foxes in the forest, so that the Qingqiu technique can be passed on."

Hu Wen nodded heavily and engraved Zuo Chen's words in his heart.

Just like that, three days passed in a flash. The merchant ships of Shangbao City went north along the river. Yi You personally brought the goods to the northern fortress. When he saw that Li Ji was safe and sound, the old man finally felt relieved.

Youzhou is back on track.

……

In the morning of the Northern Fortress, the towering bluestone walls were looming in the hazy morning mist, covered with thick water mist.

It is autumn now and the weather is a little cold, but it may be because the fall of Qingqiu Mountain yesterday blocked the strong wind blowing from the Bitter Sea, so this morning is not so chilly.

The sleeping people opened their eyes and found no frost on the sides of their beds.

When Zuo Chen opened his eyes, it was already noon.

Although it is cold in the north, the warm sunshine falling on his body still makes Zuo Chen feel comfortable.

He stared at the ceiling for a while.

Since entering the foundation-building stage, he has rarely slept.

Meditation can replace rest, and the circulation of spiritual energy can dispel fatigue. For Zuo Chen, sleeping has become an optional behavior.

After attending the banquet yesterday, Zuo Chen had a rare chance to lie down for a while.

Get out of bed, change your clothes, and put the hat on your head.

I pushed it once and it was a little crooked. I pushed it again and it was still crooked.

Zuo Chen simply gave up.

He didn't know whether his hat was too high or the rope he tied was not strong enough, but the tall crown on his head would fall crooked if he wasn't careful.

It was very disturbing. He walked out of the room and looked up at the towering fortress. The pale golden light-reflecting moon technique had stopped and no longer continued to consume the spiritual power of the spiritual treasure buried deep underground.

The garrison soldiers have started a new day, neatly armed, marching in unison, with their heads held high.

The young men are full of energy and spirit.

"Master, you're awake!"

Glancing sideways, he saw Caiyi trotting over to Zuo Chen:
"This is the first time I've seen the Taoist priest sleep for so long."

Zuo Chen glanced at Cai Yi:
"How's your training going?"

Caiyi immediately turned into a bitter face.

"Don't scold me, Taoist priest! I will try my best! I will definitely try my best!"

“Caiyi.” Zuo Chen patted Caiyi’s shoulder earnestly and said, “You have to show your abilities that match your status as an aunt!”

Caiyi's bitter face turned even greener.

Seeing Caiyi's expression, Zuo Chen felt much better.

Caiyi seemed to realize that Zuo Chen was joking with her, and pouted: "Master, please don't always make fun of me with my aunt."

"Not next time."

"real or fake?"

"you guess."

Caiyi’s pout got even bigger.

After being angry for two or three seconds, Caiyi put everything behind her and asked with a smile:
"Speaking of which, Taoist Priest. Where are we going next?"

The issues in Youzhou have been almost resolved. According to Zuo Chen's personality, he probably won't stay in Youzhou for too long.

"Let's go back to Xuzhou first, and then go to Yuzhou from Xuzhou." Zuo Chen said, "But... you can stay in the northern fortress for a few days first."

"Hmm?" Caiyi tilted her head.

"I plan to go to the North again."

"what?"

"Going north from the fortress, there are many immortal ruins. I left in such a hurry to save Hu Wen that I didn't have time to visit them one by one. Who knows if a cultivator left some information related to the Sea of ​​Bitterness. If we find it, it will be helpful in cleaning up the Sea of ​​Bitterness."

Zuo Chen hadn't finished speaking yet.

He planned to find out about his past self.

Zuo Chen still remembered clearly what the old monk he met before said.

He had seen himself before.

However, Zuo Chen had no impression at all.

He searched his memory for most of the day, and only remembered that he opened and closed his eyes and traveled from modern society to Daliang.

I saw an old Taoist priest who had lost his head. He went to the mountain to study, and when he came down after completing his studies, he met Caiyi.

There seemed to be nothing interesting in the whole process.

The old monk’s words did make Zuo Chen think more.

"Are we going to the north today?" Caiyi's eyes showed some excitement.

She is very interested in the immortal relics.

That is a divine object left over from the ancient times. Even just taking a look at it can satisfy her little curiosity.

Zuo Chen glanced at the sky outside.

"If we go now, I'm afraid we won't be back until midnight."

"Eh... today?"

"Take a walk around Youzhou City."

……

Since entering Youzhou, Zuo Chen was pushed all the way. In the beautiful Dongshui, he only passed a gambling house and a Sima family mansion. In Shangbao City, he saw nothing but the ruins of a fire scene. Then he had a meal in the governor's mansion.

How can you expect to survive if you haven’t seen the beautiful scenery, tasted the local snacks, or experienced the local culture and customs!

The heart of Tao is not smooth!
Today is just for shopping!
Zuo Chen hummed a tuneless little song as he walked along the streets of Youzhou City, with Caiyi following behind him. For some reason he felt as if he was taking a child out to play.

Youzhou City was built along the fortress, running east-west, with three streets in the middle. The first one was closest to the city, with many barracks, blacksmith sheds and warehouses, where soldiers lived, trained and transported logistical supplies.

The second road runs along the middle, with residential houses and various shops on both sides. Perhaps because the merchant ships from Shangbao City have not been here for a long time, this road seems a little bit cold.

The last street is along the border of Yaoguang Yingyue. The side streets are farms for growing crops, pastures for raising pigs, cattle and sheep, forests for logging, and orchards where people can pick fruits. There are the most people there, some working, some chatting, some resting under the trees, both young and old, and young laborers.

The supplies in Youzhou City are not that abundant, and the shops on both sides of this street naturally do not look as lively as those in Shangbao City, but there are also many interesting things unique to the north.

The pears that had turned black from the cold, the live goose being stewed in the iron pot, and the couple singing a duet with handkerchiefs in hand really attracted people's attention.

After an excited walk around the city from morning to night, when he arrived at King Wei's mansion, Zuo Chen was holding a bitten frozen pear in his hand. The skin was black on the outside, and the inside was white with icy flesh. He sipped on it as he walked, his face full of satisfaction.

Caiyi, who was following behind, was panting with exhaustion.

In the past, people said that young ladies from wealthy families could go shopping, but Caiyi felt that was inaccurate.

I'm afraid that even if three young ladies from wealthy families were put together, they might not be able to go shopping as well as Zuo Chen.

Just as he was about to take a rest, Zuo Chen suddenly felt something in his heart.

Yo?
Sure enough, some people started contacting the Smiling Buddha.

(End of this chapter)