A big stick sweeps across the wilderness

The young men and women brought by Qiu Yu are named Qiu Sheng and Qiu Ping respectively.

They belong to the same cultivating family.

It's an uncle-nephew relationship.

The two young men seemed a little cautious after receiving Qiu Yu's warning.

However, they were similar in age to Jiang Yu and others, and they quickly became familiar with each other.

There are several unwritten etiquette in the world of immortality. That is: not talking about teachers, not talking about Tao, not talking about longevity, not talking about state.

The reason why Master Wu Yan is wandering around in the world. Whether it's fighting a injustice or robbing someone's home, it's easy for someone to find out.

I don’t talk about Tao because each Taoism has different inheritance. When communicating, it is easy to cause quarrels due to different views.

Not talking about longevity is to avoid climbing up the seniority and comparing one’s cultivation level.

Not to mention the realm of silence, it is easy to see some bizarre illusions during practice. If someone takes these illusions seriously, it will affect other people's Taoist minds.

This actually saved Jiang Yu and others a lot of talking.

Through insinuations, I know that most of the immortal cultivators are not very strong.

The skinny old man encountered in the Monster Forest is an isolated example.

After all, people with poor strength don't dare to go to Youzhou to find happiness.

Although there are many branches of immortal cultivators, they have reached consensus on some things.

That is: people who are not of my race must have different minds.

Monsters eat people. As long as you encounter them, you will either enslave or kill them.

The materials on monster beasts can often be sold for a high price.

The witch clan has also become synonymous with evil.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were smeared into the Twelve Demon Gods.

Even the gods were not spared. It has become a moth that competes with the human race for the fate of heaven and earth.

People like Fang Yuan who practice witchcraft are regarded by immortal cultivators as uncivilized descendants of the devil.

These words made Fang Yuan and Araguan Ruoxue frown.

Jiang Yu distributed some grilled fish to the three of them and asked curiously: "We come from a small and remote place. When we traveled, we discovered that almost no one who cultivates immortals uses iron tools. Why is this?"

Qiu Yu only thought that Jiang Yu and the others came from a certain hidden family, and his tone was a bit casual: "Not only the immortal cultivators, but ordinary people can't see the shadow of iron tools."

Fang Yuan was said to be an uncivilized descendant of the devil. He felt very unhappy and his tone became less friendly: "Why? Can't you make gold? Are sticks better than iron tools?"

"That's not it."

When Qiu Yu saw Fang Yuan's question, his tone became more respectful: "The gold only needs to be heated enough in the furnace. But forging iron tools is much more complicated. The sharpest weapons in the world originated from Jiuli. Since the destruction of the Jiuli tribe, the forging craftsmanship has been lost. It is said that some descendants of the devil still have the skills to forge iron. I don’t know if it is true or not.”

Fang Yuan simply turned his head away.

I don’t want to deal with these people anymore.

Seeing the embarrassment on Qiu Yu's face, Jiang Yu quickly changed the topic: "Uncle Qiu, we were aimless at first. I heard you tell me about the Immortal Fair on Lingsu Island, and then I got interested. Why don't you tell us about it? What are the precautions at the meeting so as not to make a joke."

Qiu Yu had already noticed that although the young man in front of him was of low strength, he was quite good at talking.

Probably a deep background.

The questions raised are naturally representative.

Immediately he did not dare to make excuses, he raised his hands and said with a smile: "My little friend, if you think highly of me, you might as well call me an immortal friend. The grand gathering on Lingsu Island is held every year. Each time lasts for ten days. Not only immortal cultivators participate, but also mortals. Touch the fairy fate. Fair trade on the island, and fighting is strictly prohibited. If you form a quarrel with anyone, you can only settle your grievances outside the island."

"What kind of deals are there on the island?" Han Xinshuang's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning.

She completely transformed, and her appearance reached a suffocating level.

Qiu Yu quickly avoided his sight to avoid being killed. Qiu Sheng was even more miserable. He could hear his own heartbeat through his clothes.

Qiu Ping's appearance can only be regarded as average. As women, it is inevitable that we will feel ashamed of ourselves. Seeing that the two men were a little embarrassed, they could only say respectfully: "Go back to Fairy, the transactions on the island are dazzling and extremely complicated. You can come across good things at low prices."

Han Xinshuang was amused by the name "Fairy" and said, "Searching at a low price? It must be the seller's gimmick, right? After all, no one is a fool."

These words made Qiu Yu and the three of them a little embarrassed.

They are strapped for cash. He came all the way there just to pick up the leaks.

Because Araguan Ruoxue put too much pressure on them, Qiu Yu pointed out the direction of Lingsu Island and found an excuse to leave with the juniors first.

Fang Yuan looked at the backs of several people with a fierce expression: "I really want to stab them to death with a spear. Let them know how powerful the uncivilized descendants of the devil are."

As he spoke, he made a stabbing gesture.

Jiang Yu rolled his eyes at him: "Everyone in the world thinks so. Can you still stab everyone to death?"

Fang Yuan kept making thrusting motions: "I don't care. If anyone mentions this in front of me, I will poke him!"

Jingjing, a bastard, even ran in front of him.

Make dodge movements left and right.

Han Xinshuang tilted his head and thought: "Demons really existed. There are records in the Nine-Tails clan that the Longhan Tribulation thousands of years ago was instigated by the demons. Then they suddenly disappeared. It seemed that they were jointly sealed by the gods somewhere. .”

Too bad no one listened to her.

Fang Yuan hugged Jingjing's neck and fell onto the boat, pressing his face and poking it.

Jingjing screamed "Jingjing, Jingjing" in unison.

"A pair of fools!"

Han Xinshuang rolled her eyes.

Jiang Yu put his hands behind his head. Lying on my back at the stern of the boat, I stared at the white clouds above in a daze. Suddenly he said: "When we arrive at Lingsu Island, Ruoxue and Xiaostutter will both cover their faces."

"Eh?" Han Xinshuang looked over with a smirk on his face: "Are you worried that our beauty will cause trouble?"

Jiang Yu glanced at her with a flat expression: "People outside are very strange. Men will molest women in turn. Although you are not good-looking, you can't guarantee that you don't have unique taste. Covering your face can avoid a lot of trouble."

Han Xinshuang puffed up her cheeks and stared at him fiercely: "You are the one with unique taste, right?"

As he said this, he was about to rope in Aragaki Ruoxue to form a crusade alliance.

As a result, Aragaki Ruoxue had already torn a long piece of cloth in half. He also handed half of it to her.

The meaning is self-evident.

"I...you! I'm so angry!"

Han Xinshuang looked around, but couldn't find anything to vent about.

She was so angry that she threw herself into the sea.

Transform into a nine-tailed fox and dive into the water.

Clothes floated on the water. Aragaki Ruoxue used witchcraft to take photos and put them on the deck to dry.

Fang Yuan, who was fighting with Jingjing, paused. The corners of his mouth rose, and his smile gradually turned evil.

"puff!"

Han Xinshuang suddenly emerged from the water and sprayed a jet of water on Jiang Yu: "I'm leaving. Humph!"

Jiang Yu waved his hand lazily, turned over and continued to bask in the sun: "Don't swim too far. Bring a few fish with you when you come back."

"Hehehe... no way!"

After Han Xinshuang finished speaking, he swam away into the distance with an elegant dog paddle.

The colorful big tail is raised high, like a beautiful sail.

Jiang Yu enjoyed the comfortable afternoon sunshine and fell asleep.

Suddenly I felt something approaching.

Turn around and look. But he saw Araguan Ruoxue lying down beside him.

Staring with a pair of big clean eyes, his voice was cold: "What a coincidence, you are also basking in the sun?"