newbobooks Chapter 165 Go to Beiyuan River Again
Chapter 165 Go to Beiyuan River Again
This is the place that Venerable Fengxue is most suspicious of.
It was Li Changxiao who spent several months reading through the large number of classics on Venerable Fengxue to compile this information.
In addition to the content related to strange diseases, there are also records of Venerable Fengxue.
The Xue Sect is not a good group either. They may have colluded with foreign tribes and their actions are extremely despicable.
Li Changxiao was very interested in the strange disease, which was incurable without any symptoms... He inexplicably associated it with the disease of immortality and the sin of being entangled.
There is no cure for them and once infected the disease will lead to death.
Just by listening to the description, I could sense an indescribable evil, but there was too little information to be sure.
Besides.
Li Changxiao was also very interested in the information about "Meng Dao God". Meng Dao God was just a title, but he was a real powerful being. Before his death, he spent nearly a hundred years building eleven tombs.
But there is only one mausoleum that contains his life's unique knowledge and the world's rare treasures.
There is even a legendary magic weapon: the Dream Thread.
But now, I'm afraid it has lost most of its effectiveness.
The remaining tombs also have treasures, but there is no real inheritance.
Venerable Fengxue is looking for the tomb of Venerable Mengdao. He once spent a large sum of money to ask the elders of the Divine Calculation Sect to calculate and found more than 30 possible locations of the tomb.
After that, he spent hundreds of years searching, exploring one by one the places calculated by the Divine Calculation Sect. Naturally, he gained something. He had visited seven of the eleven tombs of the God of Dreams, and none of them were the most important tombs of inheritance.
If Venerable Fengxue is given more time, the inheritance of Venerable Mengdao will most likely fall into his hands, and by then there will be one more terrifying and powerful person in the world.
Unfortunately, times play tricks on us.
Li Changxiao's eyes lit up. He didn't expect to encounter clues about "Dream God" here.
He was born with the ability to control the power of dreams. As his cultivation deepened, the use of the power of dreams became more and more mysterious. He had always heard of the senior "Dream God" on the dream journey, and had been looking for him.
I hope to inherit it.
Even a dream fruit was planted, which was "desire".
It’s just that the level of Lord Mengdao is too high. Just imagine, Venerable Fengxue is already a leader among the middle stage of Lianxu, and if he goes one step further, he will be a great power in the world. But even he is searching for the tomb of Lord Mengdao, and he has spent a huge price for this.
It can be seen how precious the tomb of the God of Dreams is, and how fierce the competition was when the spiritual energy was at its peak.
Li Changxiao collected all of Master Fengxue's books.
A smile appeared on his face.
Facing the wind, riding a donkey.
Just don't rush, take your time.
……
……
Nine years of seeking change.
Early autumn.
It is the time when flowers and fruits are ripe.
In an orchard.
Today, a swordsman came. The swordsman in white rode by on a donkey. He had two wine gourds filled with wine and was drunk. He saw the fruit trees were fragrant and the fruits were large and rosy, which were very tempting.
The donkey under the crotch was also grunting. It recognized this kind of fruit. It was sweet and delicious. Eating one made it feel comfortable all over. It would remember it for a long time. The last time it ate it was ten years ago.
The swordsman was about to reach out to pick it up.
But then I saw a tall middle-aged man running over in a hurry. He frowned and shouted, "Where are you running to, fruit thief!"
While shouting, he raised a hammer and smashed it over. He was tall and strong, and moved as fast as a rabbit. His power was amazing, but he was just trying to scare people and didn't intend for the hammer to actually hit the swordsman.
The swordsman smiled. Seeing the man rushing towards him, he was not panicked at all. Instead, he looked him up and down and asked, "Where is your father?"
"What's the matter?" The man looked ferocious, but there was a hint of sadness in the depths of his eyes.
The swordsman sensed something, sighed, and asked, "You are so impulsive, aren't you afraid of repeating the same mistake?"
"You are repeating the same mistake again." The man cursed, "My father left us an orchard, how could you let you ruin it?"
"Leave quickly, don't wait for me to hit you with my hammer before you know what pain is." The man said angrily.
But as he was talking, he seemed to have thought of something and asked uncertainly, "You... were here ten years ago? And you knew my father?"
He thought of a possibility.
His eyes widened, "Could it be that you are the immortal who saved me ten years ago?"
The swordsman smiled slightly, "Not an immortal, just a drunkard."
"Really." The man was shocked, then scratched his head and smiled foolishly: "Why didn't you say so earlier, wait a minute..."
As he said this, the man hurried back to the wooden house, took out a box of "Reading Fruit" and forced it to the swordsman.
The swordsman accepted it, and the man wanted to keep him overnight, but the swordsman waved his hand without even turning his head.
The setting sun lengthened his shadow.
Things are wrong.
No need to stay overnight.
……
"My pretty girl, you've already turned fifteen or sixteen in the blink of an eye."
Close to Lang Town.
Li Chang laughed and sighed.
When he came to this town ten years ago, he had a hundred taels of silver in his pocket. When he came to this town again ten years later, the hundred taels of silver had been squandered, and he was left with only a big donkey.
"Gurgle." The donkey nodded and carried the swordsman into the town. The stable shop was still there and the owner had not changed. The swordsman passed by the stable shop and stopped deliberately to look inside.
The pot-bellied boss also looked over, and the two looked at each other for a long time. Li Changxiao smiled, while the horse shop owner frowned and thought for a while, and felt that this handsome man looked familiar.
After a while, he finally remembered something, and with a smile on his face, he pointed at the swordsman and said, "You...you...you are the one from ten years ago..."
He pulled the swordsman into the shop to drink some tea before leaving, and started chatting with the swordsman. He said that his horse shop business had been doing well in the past ten years, but he had grown a lot of white hair due to the hard work.
His life was relatively happy. His wife gave birth to two big fat boys, but they were a little naughty, uneducated, and refused to go to private school. When it came to this, the owner of the horse shop looked helpless and said that there was nothing he could do. Their father didn't like to study either. As the saying goes, a dragon gives birth to a dragon and a phoenix gives birth to a wind. He couldn't give birth to a scholar. But if they didn't want to study, then they didn't have to. He still had a horse shop to run, and he wouldn't starve to death.
When the owner of the stable saw the little donkey, he smiled and greeted him. After not seeing each other for ten years, the owner of the stable told the swordsman some truth and told him that he had cheated the swordsman out of several taels of silver ten years ago.
We chatted for a while.
The swordsman led the big donkey and left Lang Town, following the old route, heading north along the Beiyuan River.
Autumn wind and falling leaves.
The ripe fruit falls to the ground and emits an enticing aroma.
An old man rowing a boat passed by and waved hello.
Occasionally, hallucinogenic mushrooms can be seen.
On the road with falling leaves.
The donkey carried the swordsman.
Everything seems to remain the same.
And it seems that everything has changed.
New scenery and new people every year.
First took the Beiyuan River Road.
The little donkey saw the new world for the first time and was full of childishness. It played with the hare, fought with the fox, learned skills from the evil spirits, and jumped around with a windmill in its mouth. If the swordsman had not taken care of its food and drink, how could it have been willing to carry the swordsman north?
Then take Beiyuan River Road.
The donkey was mature and steady, taking steady steps, and was only willing to carry the white clothes.
"Old donkey, old donkey..."
The swordsman was not drunk, but he felt emotional.