The camel bells were melodious, and Gao Cheng rode the camel toward a small town on the map. He was trekking these days, and he wanted to wash and rest in the inn of the small town.

At this time, the Western Regions were no longer the desolation of the Tang and Song dynasties. After the Mongols and Yuan dynasties seized the world, the entire world was almost unified due to its vast territory.

From the east to the sea, to the north to the permafrost, to the south to the archipelago, to the west to Persia, and to the western continent, the large territories of the Mongolian Yuan.

The Silk Road in the Western Regions is the main way to communicate east and west. Countless Hu merchants, Persians, Semu people, and merchants from the Central Plains are walking on this ancient road.

The originally deserted Western Regions also flourished. Mongolian princes and powerful people were a little unaccustomed to the moisture in the south of the Yangtze River and gathered the wealth plundered from the south of the Yangtze River to the western region. The construction of the Western Regions was extremely prosperous.

Today, the Western Regions are known as the Jiangnan in the Fortress. Zhao Min also owns some farms in the Western Regions, and Luliu Village is one of the many villas.

A small town that Gao Cheng went to was located on a major transportation road. Whether it was to the Kunlun Sect or the Ming Cult Guangming Ting, it was a must-pass place. He sat on the camel and began to recall the scene of his fighting with the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings and the Three Sengyuns in Persia.

The martial arts of the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings are only first-class in the world, but they have a very tacit understanding of the enemy, and the combined strength is similar to that of three or four top masters in the world.

The Third Envoy of Fengyun had twelve Holy Fire Orders in his hand, and his martial arts were strange, and his strength could be converted into a top master.

If Gao Cheng had not broken through his strength and became the innate master, and had the protection of his Nine Yang Qi, he would never be able to escape without his body, let alone take away the Holy Fire Order from the Three Envoys of Fengyun.

"First go to the city to rest, then go directly to the top of Guangming to find the Great Transfer of the Universe! Then find a way to master the entire Ming Cult!" Gao Cheng thought to himself.

His current identity is the head of the Huashan Sect, and it is basically impossible to become the leader of the Ming Cult. Even if he practices the Great Transfer of the Universe and has the Holy Fire Order in his hand, the masters and gang members of the Ming Cult will definitely not admit it.

Unless he stepped down as the head of Huashan and cut off his relationship with Huashan, he would have a chance to become the leader of the Ming Cult! Gao Cheng couldn't help but frown when he thought of this.

Now he has no way to solve this problem, he can only take one step at a time.

If it really doesn't work, you can only find a disciple with excellent qualifications from the Huashan Sect, recruit disciples and pass on the position of the leader! In this way, you can indirectly master the Huashan Sect.

"Anyway, the position of the leader of the Ming Cult must be obtained! This is related to the next plan! By the way, there are also the grudges between the Ming Cult and the major sects in the world... Oh, it's a bunch of messes! It's really troublesome! If the Ming Cult did not repay the grudge with kindness and saved the six major sects in Wan'an Temple, it would be really not easy for the Ming Cult to accomplish something!"

The more Gao Cheng thinks, the bigger his mind is, and these troubles are a mess in anyone's hands.

However, having reached this point, we must move forward step by step according to the plan and cannot retreat halfway.

Half a day later, a small city with a prosperous population appeared in front of me. The city was not high, and there were not many soldiers guarding the city gate who were lazy.

There are caravans everywhere in the city, and each caravan has a large number of guards. These guards are full of murderous auras. They are all brave men who make a living in the Western Regions.

Ordinary horse thieves, bandits, and some evil people dare not easily provoke a large caravan.

Everyone knows that the guards of these caravans are hidden and crouching. The stronger the caravan, the higher the guards are. With the protection of many caravan guards, coupled with the continuous business operations, this city looks prosperous and safe.

Gao Cheng rode a camel into the city without attracting much attention. There were more people passing by the city every day, and there were many people walking alone in the world.

The small town is not large. He glanced at the sight and saw a three-story attic located in the middle of the city. This was the largest restaurant in the city. Gao Cheng was not short of a small amount of money and led a camel to this restaurant.

He threw the camel's reins to the waiter who was greeted with a smile on his face. He took down the package on the camel's body and went directly to the third floor.

There are many guests upstairs, including many people from the martial arts world who are holding swords and crossing swords. These people are drinking and discussing the major events that have happened in the martial arts world recently. Among them, the Huashan Sect has launched a large-scale march into the Ganliang land, and the matter of helping the Kongtong Sect occupy the territory was also mentioned by these people.

For Gao Cheng, the most important thing is to have a good meal now, and he is not interested in listening to these people bragging about each other. As for the important things that have happened in the world recently, he will naturally know it soon.

At this time, a man in white slowly walked up to the third floor. The man looked elegant and handsome, and he was holding a folding fan in his hand. However, he looked a little old, about thirty years old.

"Uncle, please take a seat!"

The waiter quickly welcomed the man in white to a table beside the window, which was facing the position where Gao Cheng was sitting. When he sat down, Gao Cheng's eyes swept over him and his heart moved slightly. The man in white was actually a martial arts master with a calm temperament. He felt that his aura was even better than the two elders of Huashan.

"There are such masters in the Western Regions?" Gao Cheng could not confirm his identity, but the masters in the Western Regions must not be able to find anyone except Yang Xiao and He Taichong.

"The folding fan in my hand is not a long sword, it should be Yang Xiao! He Taichong does not have such strength either."

Gao Cheng said in his heart: "Just about to go to Guangmingding, but he didn't expect that this person came to him on his own initiative! After using the wine and rice, he captured him directly."

He guessed correctly that this middle-aged man in white with a folding fan was Yang Xiao. He claimed to be suave and was known as the second immortal of Xiaoyao with Fan Yao. He not only talked about his martial arts style, but also his unrestrained demeanor of wandering around the flowers.

With his personality, he would definitely not be a otakus in Guangmingding all year round. It is very common to go out to walk around the world and play flowers. This small town is a prosperous place in the Western Regions, not too far from Kunlun, and it is a good place for him to settle down.

"Did you hear that? Not long ago, the Tianying Cult held a meeting to promote the sword and establish authority in Jiangnan, preparing to use the reputation of the Dragon Slaying Sword to start a sect and promote its reputation. Unexpectedly, Xie Xun suddenly appeared and snatched the Dragon Slaying Sword away!"

"I have also heard that the Supreme Wulin Sword Slaying Dragons, who doesn't want to become the Supreme Wulin? It is said that Xie Xun and the leader of the Tianying Cult are the four great Dharma Kings of the Ming Cult. I didn't expect that they would have internal conflicts for the Dragon Sword..."

"Hehe, what's the point of internal strife? There are many people who die for the Dragon Slaying Sword. Even the same brothers may turn against each other. What's more, they are people from the Demon Sect..."

"Shh, whisper, this place is not far from Kunlun Mountain, and there are many disciples of the Ming Cult. If they hear you, be careful not to have their lives saved!"

Several people in the martial arts world were drinking too much and kept talking. One of the men said drunk. Several people in the martial arts world were drinking too much and kept talking. One of the men said drunk. The other companions changed their faces and quickly blocked the other party with a piece of meat to shut up to avoid causing trouble.
Chapter completed!