Although Gongsun Qi also focused on the world, his things did not reach the level of helping the world. Nan Zhongdao had his own knowledge. Not to mention helping the world, he would be satisfied if he could keep the martial arts lecture hall from decline.

If his thinking is not broad enough, his thoughts and wisdom are not enough to support him in separating the world, which makes him unable to deduce the overall situation based on such changes.

Nan Zhongdao understood that it was not history that chose him, but that he had to adapt to history. He was not a pioneer, but a transitionalist.

How to deal with Song Xiaoting's problem? Even when we reached Qinling, Nan Zhongdao did not think of any good idea.

"Three seniors, Nan Zhongdao, the martial arts lecture hall, pays homage."

"Come in." An old voice came.

This is the first time that Nan Zhongdao has stepped into the small yard next to Qin Mausoleum. Although he already knows every tree and every tree in this yard, he feels very different from what he actually comes in.

There was nothing uncomfortable and oppressive here, and nothing that made him feel special. The three old men were exactly like ordinary people.

"I'm disturbing the three seniors." Nan Zhongdao said respectfully.

This is a small courtyard that is too ordinary. Three elderly men are working slowly, installing a low-rise cart, a fully wooden hand-push cart.

The cart has been formed, and there are still some places where wedge strips have not been installed. An old man held the cart, an old man held the wedge strip, and another gently pushed the wedge strips into it with a wooden hammer.

The three old men were slow to do, but they were very strict in their work, without cutting corners and making do with it casually.

Watching the three old men work hard for a while, seeing that the three old men did not stop to rest, Nan Zhongdao asked respectfully: "You dare to ask senior, where can you place the body of the master's wife?"

"Water." The old man holding the cart slowly said a word.

Water? There are water everywhere, but there is probably only one water that can protect Song Xiaoting's vitality. Nan Zhongdao already knows where it is.

"Thank you for your advice, senior." Nan Zhongdao said respectfully.

The three old men worked hard for a long time and finally installed the cart. Nan Zhongdao kept waiting for them to finish the work. He knew the principle that the guest would follow the host's wishes.

Song Xiaoting is here, just below. Nan Zhongdao can certainly dig out Song Xiaoting, but this is the territory of the three old men, and Song Xiaoting is also placed by them. They did not do anything to poach people, obviously they had other considerations.

The old man holding the cart found a hemp rope, tied it through the handrail of the cart, and a cart that can be carried by hand can be completed.

"The body should not be more than three feet above the ground." The old man who put down the hammer said slowly, and said as the ground suddenly bulged and cracked, a red sandalwood coffin broke out of the ground and slowly moved to the cart.

The three old men worked hard for a long time. The cart they made was originally used to carry the coffin that housed Song Xiaoting's body. No wonder the cart was so short that it could not be more than three feet above the ground. They had already arranged it.

The three old men acted like this, and it was obvious that the fifth family did not want to sever friendly relations with the martial arts lecture hall, but had to transfer Song Xiaoting's body to other places.

From this point of view, Qinling might undergo a major change, which would threaten the safety of Song Xiaoting underground, otherwise the third ancestor of the fifth family would not have allowed him to transport Song Xiaoting's body away.

"I understand. Are there any help for seniors?" Nan Zhongdao said seriously.

"I'm interested." The old man holding the remaining wedge strip slowly said, and the whole car was ready, but one more came out.

If you have the will, it means you can't stand it.

Understand that his power is too far from these powerful beings who have created the world and have no effect at all. Nan Zhongdao solemnly said: "Thank you for taking care of the master's wife, and I will say goodbye to you."

"Go." The old man looked at the wedge strip in his hand and slowly smiled.

Nan Zhongdao was slightly calmed down, and he helped the cart up, pulled the cart out of the courtyard, and walked slowly along the road to the south.

Nan Zhongdao understood that everything was under the expectations of the three old men. He wanted to ask and know what he wanted to know. The three old men knew. If they didn’t say it, he didn’t have to ask. It would be enough to know that the fifth family was not trying to separate themselves from the martial arts hall.

The cart made by the three old men was very strong, carrying the heavy red sandalwood coffin and Song Xiaoting's body did not make any noise, and there was no situation of falling apart.

He pulled the cart and walked slowly on the frozen road of ice and snow. Nan Zhongdao was thinking about whether someone would stop him. After all, such opportunities are rare. Even a peak expert in the Void Realm wanted to protect the coffin and ensure that Song Xiaoting's body was no more than three feet above the ground. This was definitely not a simple matter.

There are many people staring at the martial arts lecture hall. Once the news of him pulling a cart is out, even if he has no grudges with the martial arts lecture hall, he may want to poke his weaknesses or come to watch.

I understand that my identity is different from before and that some things can no longer be done by myself. Nan Zhongdao sent a message to the people who were accompanying him in the distance.

"The coffin cannot leave the car, it cannot exceed one meter from the ground, it cannot cross the bridge, it cannot cross the water, it cannot exceed one meter from the ground at any time, do you understand?" Nan Zhongdao told a voice transmission.

Zheng Xiaotou, a migrant worker who came over to take over the cart, said in less standard Mandarin: "I understand."

The ancestor of the fifth family must have given him this order. The biggest possibility is that he needs to use the earth energy to maintain Song Xiaoting's vitality and prevent the loss of vitality during transportation. This cart may also be an important medium.

For the masters of the virtual realm, 1,500 kilometers is an easy journey, but the coffin cannot exceed one meter from the ground. You can only cross mountains and ridges with two feet. You must also be careful not to use too much force to damage the cart, which is not easy.

Nan Zhongdao did not leave, which was not a big deal or even an irrelevant thing for the martial arts lecture hall, but for him, it was a big deal and something that must be done successfully.

It takes at least three days to reach its destination at the current speed.

Three days, it was a long time, enough for all those who were interested to know about this and make arrangements.

Will the Ji family come? Will they kill them all?

Nan Zhongdao could not speculate that if the Ji family came to kill them all, a full-scale war would break out between the Ji family and the martial arts hall, which would be a terrifying war.

Even if the Ji family doesn't come, someone may pretend to be the Ji family to provoke it, and thousands of demons from the West lurk. Will they give up this best time to provoke a conflict between the Ji family and the martial arts lecture hall?

Not to mention the Western Demons, other forces may also want to provoke the fight between the Ji family and the martial arts hall, and even some senior military officials want to make trouble.

The martial arts hall is a thorn in the eyes of many people. There are almost no secular gangs that can compete with the martial arts hall. If the Taoist sect is not broken, there will be no head-on conflict with the martial arts hall. The Ji family is the best enemy of the martial arts hall.

Judging from the actions of the fifth ancestor, it is now a critical time for them. The Ji family was restrained by the fifth family. Now he has transferred back to Yang Ziyang. I believe that the Ji family can understand the signal he sent. If the Ji family comes again, it will be a real death.

We head south along the national highway. Fortunately, although some sections of the national highway are damaged, it is not a big problem for the masters of the Void Realm. If you take the highway, there will be viaducts everywhere and you can't walk.

Crossing mountains and ridges, opening rivers and breaking rivers. The cart is in the ice and snow, and in the silt at the bottom of the river, crushing dead branches and leaves, crushing fallen flowers and snow, pressing out two long ruts and winding towards the south.

The journey is smooth and nothing happens until dark, which does not mean that the long journey will be smooth.

The top master of the Void Realm pulls a cart. Anyone with some eyesight will not cause trouble. Only those who really want to cause trouble will come.

This means that once someone approaches, it will be a life-and-death battle.

The real troublemaker did not appear, but some ignorant gangsters jumped out. When passing the market in the suburbs of Kang'an, a few eyesore followed him with knives.

Nan Zhongdao ignored the gangsters. They couldn't even move a hair from Zhong Fugui. What he really needed to pay attention to was the person who might be hidden in the dark.

The coffin was already full of falling snow. I don’t know how long I had been walking on the road, but the wheels pressed out two deep ruts on the ground, which looked extremely heavy.

The coffin that exudes fragrance, the eye-catching expert has already seen that the entire coffin is made of rosewood, and it is a priceless treasure even in this chaotic world.

Someone wanted to get close to check and confirm whether it was a real red sandalwood coffin. Suddenly, a cold murderous intent came to his face. He was so scared that his face was pale and he stepped back and fell on the snow.

"Whoever dares to come here will die." The migrant worker who pulled the cart spoke coldly, and his non-standard Mandarin seemed like a knife to scrape his bones.

No one can tell the level of the migrant worker who pulls a cart in this small market, but there are always people in this world who are overconfident and think that I am the best in the world and I will make the decision on my territory.

Seeing that the people approaching were frightened, several evil bandits following him with knives quickly caught up with him. The one who reached out to grab the red sandalwood coffin, ignoring Zhong Fugui's warning.

When several evil men were five steps away from the cart, a gust of cold wind blew, and several heads suddenly fell off, and blood from their necks spewed out three feet high, sprinkling the snow like a fountain, dyeing the entire snow red.
Chapter completed!