The Young Swordsman: The Taoist Priest of Qingcheng Has Descended the Mountain

To put it bluntly, even if you wanted it dead, it wouldn't be easy.

Guan Tao now realized that he had probably met a master today. He was not annoyed, but smiled and clasped his hands again: "It was me who was presumptuous. I am Guan Tao from Longwei Escort Agency in Xiyang City. May I ask your honorable name, sir?"

"My surname is Luo, Luo Qingyang, and I am known in the martial arts world as the Lone Sword Immortal."

Guan Tao was clearly surprised: "A sword immortal? You are a sword immortal?"

It's fate that we've met. If you don't mind, sir, let's have a drink together.

If someone invites you to drink, Zhou Zhenhuan will naturally not refuse. However, he is afraid that the wine in this city is not suitable for strangers.

Chapter 105 The Flower Festival Begins

"Sect Master, we've lost track of our people."

Beyond the Heavens, Marquis Ziyi is now completely convinced of Zhou Zhen's abilities.

Wu Xin waved his hand dismissively: "Losing them was to be expected. Where did they end up?"

"We followed them all the way to Rift Valley."

The sect leader has only been back for a short time, so he may not know about the Rift Valley.

It was a dead end. Over the years, people had entered the valley from time to time, but none of them had ever returned.

Moreover, for ten months of the year, the Rift Valley is shrouded in darkness, with only a sliver of light appearing after the winter solstice.

Legend has it that Rift Valley was left behind after a great battle between immortals hundreds of years ago, and countless divine weapons are scattered inside.

Therefore, there will always be people who want to try their luck.

The entire Outer Heaven is bounded by the Rift Valley; beyond that point to the west, no one can cross.

Even if a sword immortal came, it wouldn't work.

While we were curious about what lay beyond that, that was all we were curious about.

Upon hearing this, Wuxin realized that Tianwaitian must have sent many people in to explore the way in the past.

After all, having a place you know absolutely nothing about right near your home can make you feel uneasy and unable to eat or sleep.

Wuxin nodded: "Then forget it. I just wanted to do my part, and I don't think you'll mind."

If we can't get through it, our seniors certainly won't have any problems.

Let's talk about the Flying Pavilion.

When the Purple-Clad Marquis heard Wuxin mention this, a smile appeared on his face.

"The people of Feitian Pavilion had already moved away with their families before that person left."

Now we have left the outer heavens and entered the Western Regions.

The sect leader is very wise. He once said that those who are willing to leave will not be held accountable for their past mistakes and will not be denied a way to survive.

At first I thought this was the sect leader being too merciful, but now it seems he was quite farsighted.

Wu Xin smiled and shook his head: "Even a cornered beast will fight. If these people really fight to the death, our Heavenly Generals will suffer heavy losses."

Now that they have been given a way out, they know there is a chance to survive. They were originally very brave, but they have become a little timid.

If you can live, who would want to die?

"Have you prepared all the congratulatory gifts for Qingcheng?"

The Purple-Clad Marquis exclaimed, "Sect Master is indeed brilliant. Rest assured, Sect Master, judging by the days, we should arrive at Snow Moon City soon."

Wu Xin sighed, "It's just a pity I can't go in person. I imagine Snow Moon City must be very lively right now."

SnowMoon City was naturally very lively, as the Hundred Flowers Festival officially began yesterday.

Xiao Se looked at Lei Wujie, who had changed his clothes three times, with a melancholy expression. What he couldn't accept was that all of Lei Wujie's clothes were the same color and style.

So, what's the difference between replacing it and not replacing it?

"Xiao Se, what do you think of this outfit? Does it look good on me?"

Xiao Se was already itching to hit someone.

“I’m giving you one last chance. If you’re still not sure, I’ll tell that girl that you went on a date with another girl.”

Upon hearing this, Lei Wujie immediately became anxious.

"No, I've changed. This one will do."

"Why are you two dawdling like this? Are you done yet? The Hundred Flowers Banquet is about to begin."

Sikong Qianluo walked in, looking rather impatient.

Lei Wujie's eyes lit up, while Xiao Se's gaze froze.

Today, Sikong Qianluo changed out of her usual athletic outfit and into a colorful dress that resembled that of a young girl.

She was truly delicate and charming, like a willow swaying in the breeze.

Wow, senior sister, you look so beautiful today.

Lei Wujie circled around her once and sincerely praised her.

Sikong Qianluo flicked her bangs with her finger, somewhat smugly: "What? Am I not pretty normally?"

"No, no, no, Senior Sister is naturally very beautiful, but she is even more beautiful today."

Sikong Qianluo glanced at Xiao Se, who looked slightly dazed, out of the corner of her eye, and secretly rejoiced.

Hearing this, she patted Lei Wujie on the shoulder.

"Aren't you usually so eloquent? Why do you start stuttering when you see Sister Ye?"

Sister Ye is a very nice person, don't be afraid, she's just a little indifferent to worldly affairs.

But your senior sister supports you.

Xiao Se then came to his senses, habitually put his hands in his sleeves, and pursed his lips.

"Alright, you were just saying you were running out of time, aren't you leaving yet?"

Sikong Qianlu glared at him with some displeasure: "How was I today?"

Xiao Se coughed lightly, looked at the girl's bright and cheerful expression, coughed again, and lowered his voice: "That's already very good, but if she were a little calmer, she would be even better."

Upon hearing this, Sikong Qianluo snorted, stomped on his shoe, and then skipped away.

Xiao Se hopped around in place for a long time, clutching his feet, looking extremely angry.

"Indeed, this is her true nature."

Lei Wujie, who was watching the drama unfold, sighed upon hearing this: "Junior brother, you're one to talk. Turns out you're not so good at speaking after all."

He was slapped as soon as he finished speaking.

"How many times have I told you? Don't call me junior brother."

"Oh, I'll tell Master later that you're betraying the sect, and he'll beat you to death."

"You, Lei Wujie, I was just joking. He's just a junior brother, so call him whatever you want."

"What did you call me?"

"You... don't push your luck... alright, second senior brother."

Lei Wujie cheered as if he had won a battle.

"Did you hear that? Haha, Xiao Se called me Second Senior Brother!"

Xiao Se covered his face: "What kind of karma have I created?!"

He now deeply regrets not listening to his master, Bai Xiaosheng, and becoming a disciple first.

Sikong Qianluo beat her to it first, well, that's not unacceptable.

Surprisingly, even the most popular items were ranked ahead of me.

"It seems that you get along very well with your fellow disciples."

To be honest, when I saw you again this time, I almost felt like you were a completely different person.

Bai Wang, accompanied by Zang Ming, came from another corridor, where the two met by chance.

The arrival of the White King in Snowmoon City caused quite a stir.

"When did Your Highness the White King develop the habit of eavesdropping?"

Xiao Chong smiled and said, "Is that how you address me?"

"Now I am merely the owner of a dilapidated manor, a humble commoner in dire straits. What does Your Highness think I should be called?"

Xiao Chong waved his hand, looking at the colorful lanterns hanging under the eaves, swaying gently in the wind.

"I have no intention of arguing with you. In fact, I've always wanted to say thank you."

"no need thank me?"

Xiao Chong glanced at him but did not answer. Instead, he looked at Zang Ming beside him.

"Let's go, don't miss this beautiful time."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Xiao Se stared blankly at Xiao Chong's retreating figure for a long while before gently shaking his head.

He was naturally aware of Xiao Chong's purpose in coming. In fact, they had had a conversation before, but it ended unhappily.

"Little Martial Uncle, what are you daydreaming about? Everyone's waiting for you."

Fei Xuan suddenly appeared out of nowhere, holding two strings of candied hawthorns in his hand. He had already eaten two pieces from one string, but he handed the other string to Xiao Se.

Xiao Se was stunned for a moment, then his expression softened. He reached out and took the gift, smiling as he ruffled Fei Xuan's hair.

"Thank you, Feixuan. Let's go now."

Do you think my master is eating right now? What a pity, such a lively occasion, and he's not here.

Feixuan took another bite of the candied hawthorn before mumbling, "Grandmaster Uncle-Master definitely has good food. He never lacks food in his sleeves, so we don't need to worry."

Xiao Se smiled and said, "That's right."

Chapter 106 The Secret Lost in the River of Time

Zhou Zhen was naturally guaranteed a meal, and someone even offered to treat him. There was nothing more delightful than that.

However, this food and wine is not suitable for strangers.

But Zhou was no stranger to him; he was already quite familiar with this young man named Guan Tao.

"Sir, did you bring a new friend?"

"Don't ask any more questions. Bring out all the best food and drinks from your house. We can't skimp on the money for your drinks."

"Oh, sir, you flatter me. It is an honor for our restaurant to have you here."

"Gentlemen, please wait a moment, the food and wine will be served shortly."

Zhou Huanzhen and Guan Tao sat down in a window seat.

This location is excellent; you can see a magnificent river outside the city.

This is a very strange thing. Zhou Huanzhen had seen before that the city wall was much higher than that of Snow Moon City, but here he could see the river. The city wall seemed to have disappeared. But despite this strange situation, everyone seemed to have gotten used to it.

Or rather, no one would think there's anything wrong with it; it's how it should be.

Seeing that Zhou was indeed looking at the river, Guan Tao smiled and began to explain.

"This river is called the Tongtian River. According to the older generation, the river's water is drawn from the sky."

In the past, there were gentlemen from Baiyujing who traveled upstream along this river, reaching the Heavenly Realm and bringing back the opportunities of Heavenly Fortune.

Therefore, we can also take advantage of Bai Yujing's fortune to cultivate martial arts.

Zhou Zhenhuan was stunned for a moment, his mind racing.

"Bai Yujing? Why is this place related to Bai Yujing?"

When Zhou Zhen was outside the city, he discovered that this city was stuck in a gap in history; it was both a fictional place and a place that had actually existed.