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But in the end, Ying Yao didn't take out the human flesh from the mustard ring for the snow bears to frequent, but just dived into the bottom of the lake and caught a big fish that swam into the lake formed by the snow from the gap at the bottom of the snow mountain, and used it as a snack for the snow bears After sharing, by the way, I settled the last two jars of wine stored in the mustard ring, and then I parted from them.

The farewell of the snow bears was straightforward, without any reluctance or crying.

The male bear licked the cub with his tongue until it rolled on the ground. It took a lot of effort to clean up the fish blood that had just buried its head in the big fish and let it ride on its neck. Taking steps to run back the way he came, Ying Yao put away the wine jar and the jade talisman with which he grilled fish, and embarked on the opposite path.

The world left by Chu Hang outside the Xixue Mountains is not far from the breeding grounds of snow bears. Ying Yao wrote a message amulet to Zheng Chuan, telling him that he had a knot in his heart, and asked Zongmen if he needed it at this time. If he doesn't need him to go back immediately, he wants to take a look at the world under Chuhang's "Changzhi" Taoism.

Ying Yao stayed in Wuliang City for a while, and he could really feel that a monk is the main one, or that a city with no mortals at all can bring much convenience to the monks, but he didn't know that under the rule of Chu Hang, "the city of Wuxian and mortals" What would the "small world" look like? Even though Joining the World Sword Sect doesn't intend to intervene in the dispute for the time being, that doesn't mean they plan to hide from the world and become a blind person immersed in their own small world.

Zheng Chuan was probably in retreat, and the reply letter arrived in Ying Yao's hands half a month later. It seemed that he had experienced a storm, and the surface was still a little damp to the touch.

Ying Yao opened the messenger talisman, and heard Zheng Chuan ask him in a heartbroken tone: "Do you still remember your three apprentices who are waiting to be fed?"

At this time, Jian Xiuxiu was holding his sword and sitting in a wine shop outside the boundary between the other half of the Tongtian Outer Layer and the Xixue Mountain that Chu Hang had taken away. The Jiusu sword was soaked in a huge wine jar and made a vague sound from time to time. Qing's babbling was already a drunken sword, and the sword cultivator himself didn't look much better, there were still wine stains on his clothes, and he looked frustrated and was drinking away his worries.

According to common sense, only the two people who communicated with each other can see the conversation on the communication talisman. However, Zheng Chuan made a bad foot in the first sentence, and his voice was so loud that he called the monk who was in the same restaurant as Ying Yao. All heard his voice.

There are quite a few monks who were attracted by Chuhang's "World of Immortals and Mortals" and came to join him, but the size of the world under his rule is limited, so they can't all go in and experience what is called "The Realm of Immortals and Ordinaries". Most of these people are Those who are unsatisfactory as a monk, and unwilling to be a mortal, who regard the small world under Chu Hang's rule as the last straw, even if they can't get in, they don't give up and go home. They all gather outside. A small town formed not far outside the boundary.

This small city is very different from the cities built by mortals. Not only does it have no walls, but it also has no plan at all.

The residence visits brought by the monks themselves were also haphazard, and they were placed everywhere. Occasionally, two or three courtyards built by mortals with frozen ice blocks appeared in the gaps, pitifully crowded in the residences of the monks. Among them, the family members brought by some monks are probably the happiest group of people here.

Ying Yao did not receive Zheng Chuan's reply, so he was not in a hurry to find a way to enter the small world under Chu Hang's rule. He ran around the streets and alleys all day long, or sat in restaurants and teahouses to kill time. There were not a few of them, and Ying Yao quickly became acquainted with them, and when he received Zheng Chuan's summons talisman, he was still drinking with these people at the table.

Everyone heard Zheng Chuan's first sentence, and a Faxiu asked him inarticulately: "The old man at home has come to urge you to go home? Does it mean that you are irresponsible for abandoning your wife and son..." He was A slap was slapped on the back, and he burped indistinctly, forgetting what he was about to say just now, and greeted enthusiastically, "Oh, don't care about him, I should drink! Come!"

Ying Yao suppressed his cultivation to the Golden Core Stage, and coupled with the impoverished atmosphere of the "worldly" Taoist sword cultivator with ease, he blended in with this group of frustrated monks without any flaws. No one found that he was neither Golden Core now. The monks are rich again.

Ying Yao knew that the person speaking was a ruthless Taoist cultivator who cultivated the "unique" Tao. He came from the same sect as Jiang Heting, the sword cultivator who robbed Zhuoyuan Shanxi Snow Mountain. He was also surnamed Jiang. Maybe there was some kinship, but Jiang Heting was promoted to Huashen early. However, he is still a golden core who has not made any progress for many years. He has no choice but to obey the family's arrangement to marry a wife and have children.

This group of monks gathered in one place is probably just friends with wine and meat. Even if they can get drunk together, no one can share their hearts and souls with each other. Ying Yao still doesn't know why he appeared outside Xixue Mountain. He also didn't tell anyone that he was just there to join in the fun.

Ying Yao calmly took the hand on his shoulder from Faxiu, who was so drunk that he didn't know his name, and opened the messenger amulet in his hand a little, and saw the other person after the list of complaints. One sentence: "Let's play."

This sentence was not uttered in an amplified voice, only Ying Yao heard it, he suppressed the smile on his lips, quietly lit a flame and burned the messenger talisman, raised his glass and drank it down.

"Stupid Ayao, stupid...save the world," Jiusujian turned over in the wine jar, and said inarticulately, "educate... who? Furry!"

This series of sword cries made the whole wine jar buzz, Ying Yao raised his head and stared at it for a while, then fished it out before the Jiusu sword shattered the wine jar, and threw down a small piece of Lingshi knot After paying for today's drink, he got up and walked outside the house, found a piece of fresh snow, took out the Jiusu sword and stuck it into the snow for him to sober up.

Jiusujian was quiet for a while, and kept chanting "Furry", but occasionally there were two "silly Ayao" mixed in.

Reluctantly, Ying Yao used his divine consciousness to drag the drunken sword spirit into his sea of ​​consciousness, and threw a newly honed enlightenment sword intent at it. Ming, rushed over to rub the sword intent twice, dragged it into the body of the sword, raised it high and was about to stab it out.

The Primordial Spirit in the Sea of ​​Consciousness grabbed the hilt of the sword in a hurry, and dispersed his mind to teach the sword, so as not to be accidentally injured by the drunk sword spirit. The Susu sword was trembling in his hand dissatisfied, trying to get rid of Ying Yao's shackles and fly out .

"My God!" Ying Yao asked in shock, "How much did you drink when I wasn't paying attention?"

No one had ever told a sword repairer what to do with his drunken sword, Ying Yao removed his thoughts from the sea of ​​consciousness, pulled the Jiusu sword out of the snow, and used two cleansing formulas on it, holding it and flying quickly He went back to his rented place without hesitation, thought for a while, threw it into the warm water with two whetstones added, and then stuffed the rolling sword spirit of the Jiusu Sword back into the body of the sword.

The sword spirit consciously lay down on the whetstone and rubbed it twice. The sound of the sword sounded a lot weaker after being separated by a layer of water. Ying Yao held down the hilt of the sword to prevent it from rolling out of the basin, and felt that the struggle under his hands was indeed lighter. Many, suddenly breathed a long sigh of relief.

Jianxiu spent a whole night dealing with his drunken sword. The Jiusu sword left countless jokes on him. When he woke up the next morning, he wanted to plunge into the arms of a certain furry and never come out to see anyone again. .

However, Ying Yao just patted it, and asked as if nothing happened: "I'm going to take a look in Xiaotiandi, are you awake?"

Jiusujian snorted, refusing to admit that he was drunk, Ying Yao held back his smile and fished it out of the water, picked up two whetstones from the bottom of the water and took back the mustard ring, changed into clean clothes and walked out of the residence, and A few familiar monks who had just returned from a hangover said hello, and then went straight to the small world ruled by Chu Hang.

There is such a small town outside Xiaotiandi that gathers a large number of monks, and it is impossible for Chu Hang to ignore it, but Yingyao did not inquire in advance where the monks he sent were, and now he does not want to bother to find them, so he walks to the border on his own He raised his hand and knocked on the invisible barrier.

He was already very familiar with the barriers of the Heaven-reaching Realm itself, but the Heaven-reaching Realm had undergone some changes in Chu Hang's hands, so he was not sure of sneaking in without disturbing anyone, so he turned around and walked back to the small town, circling around it. After walking around twice, I found the residence of the monks sent by Chu Hang.

When he followed the flow of people into the reception hall, he had already made up a rather miserable history for himself, and even squeezed his face twice to change his appearance a little, lest he would be recognized by acquaintances.

The history compiled by Jianxiu combined the experiences of Zhuo Yuanshan and Ying Yige, and Jianxiu was used to writing scripts, and the stories were ups and downs when he told the story. Hearing the two monks crying on the spot, they might have empathized with similar experiences. In addition, Jianxiu's own strength is far superior to that of the same level, and he won a jade card to enter the small world without any twists and turns.

The pattern on the jade card was similar to the one on the Tongtian seal in Zhuo Yuanshan's hand, Ying Yao lowered his head and rubbed it with his fingertips for a while, then raised his head curiously, and asked, "What is the word 'Tongtian' on it?" What's the meaning?"

The monk sent by Chu Hang did not answer his question, but another sword repairman who got the jade medal with him kindly answered: "Don't you know that the road to the sky has been broken?"

Ying Yao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly figured out why Chuhang's "Wuxian Gap" attracted so many monks, and it was able to compete with Wuliang City, which has been developing for many years.

During the tribulation period, the monks wanted the seal of "This Road Leads to Xuan" in the hands of the Chu brothers to ascend, but the monks whose cultivation level was not enough to covet the ascension had to find another way out for themselves and their relatives, and Wuliang City It is a place that has been in business for a long time and many deep-rooted sects can't get in rashly, so they all gather around Chu Hang.

But there are also disadvantages in this way. Many monks who are not talented enough to go to the next level have heard that there is no chance of ascension. Naturally, they have more reasons to let go. However, these people are also natural supporters of Chu Hang's "no immortality". Hang could neither abandon them nor rely on them. He could only reluctantly drag them to fight with Chu Xiang, so it was not uncommon for him to be in a weak position.