The reason why Shen Guanyu pretended to be a mortal was because she heard two drivers talking about monks offering sacrifices to the Dragon God, and she didn't know where she was or whether there were any high-level monks coming or going.
If he shows up as a monk rashly like before, he might encounter something.
She looked nervous here and hurriedly covered her backpack: "No one is home."
The old man waved his hand to get out of the way of the person who exclaimed loudly. He stepped forward and asked, "Is the child five years old?"
Shen Guanyu shook his head quickly and opened the lid a little to let him see.
The old man nodded gently: "It doesn't matter, the immortal masters in the city don't want such a young child."
"Grandpa, you are not well yet, please take care of yourself first." The young man who helped him before came over and dragged him to sit on the bundle.
The old man said: "She doesn't know how to be a woman, so don't scare her." He then said to Shen Guanyu: "If the immortal master finds a soul boy with immortal roots, then not everyone is qualified to serve the Dragon God.
Most of them will stay in the fairy mountain and become immortals and live forever."
After hearing what he said, several other people sighed and went outside to collect firewood or fetch water.
The young man also glared at Shen Guanyu before going out.
Shen Guanyu nodded repeatedly to the old man, stretched out his head and asked: "My home is in the mountains, and I don't know many things outside.
For as long as I can remember, no one in the village has chosen a soul boy. I almost forget the rules of sacrificing the dragon."
After the old man stopped breathing heavily, he said: "Our Canglong Kingdom, the Bashan Kingdom to the north, and the Lishui Kingdom to the west, can only live on this land because of the protection of the Dragon God."
Seeing that the old man was panting heavily, Shen Guanyu put his hand into the basket on his back and took out two pears with a thought.
One for the little girl: "Eat."
He took another one and walked to the old man, "Sir, wild pears from the mountains can relieve asthma and promote fluid production. Please try it."
"This won't work, it won't work." The old man refused. He knew the hardships of the villagers and it was not easy to save things to exchange for food in the city.
Shen Guanyu simply broke it open with force, handed over half of it and said, "The ones from the mountains are not valuable."
The old man watched her take a bite, thanked him and took it. After taking one bite, he immediately felt salivation in his mouth. After another bite, his breath was relieved, "This? It's good stuff."
Of course, this is the mortal pear planted by Ao Xian on Xiangzhun Peak. Although it is not of high quality, it is as good as the good medicine of the mortal world because of its spiritual energy.
Seeing the young man collecting firewood coming back, Shen Guanyu pulled the basket closer and took the opportunity to release two more and give them to the old man: "We will share the food later."
The old man understood and handed it to his grandson who came in and said, "Zhuzi, share it with your uncle and the others. I'll help your aunt pick up some too. It's not easy even when you're away from home."
The young man looked at Shen Guanyu, then at his grandfather's enthusiastic expression, and said, "I won't eat it, I'll keep it for my grandfather."
The old man pushed it over and bit off his own piece, saying, "Don't eat alone."
The young man yelled and went out, and the old man laughed and said: "Young, stupid."
Shen Guanyu shook his head: "He is filial to you."
The old man smiled even harder, "Come on, let me tell you about this legend."
Of course, Shen Guanyu listened attentively, and quietly gathered a ball of spiritual energy in his hand, slowly hitting the old man's body to help him breathe easier.
The old man's breathing became smoother. He thought it was because of the pear. He quickly took another bite and said, "The Dragon God protects generations of people and leads a smooth life.
In the Three Kingdoms, sometimes the wars were too fierce, and the immortals in Longwan Fairy Mountain would be ordered by the Dragon God to mediate.
"But," he said in a low voice after finishing the last bite of the pear, "I don't know since which year, in addition to offering three sacrifices as tribute to the gods, living immortals between ten and eighteen years old must also be presented."
Shen Guanyu's heart trembled slightly. He was almost at the intermediate to high level of Qi refining. Is this not a man-made disaster? "Isn't it a man-made disaster, immortals?"
"Why don't you fight back?" The old man lowered his voice a little more. If it weren't for Shen Guanyu's good hearing, he could hardly hear it, "I met the immortal who flew out of the city gate today, and I have been fighting with Longwan Immortal Mountain for many years.
We don’t know who is good and who is bad, but once every ten years, each country must offer twelve immortals to sacrifice to the dragon god.
Then, Xianshan sent immortals to the county to collect some soul boys every ten years.
Some people hide their children out of fear of never seeing them again, but how can they hide them from the eyes of immortals?"
Shen Guanyu also asked in a low voice: "Have those soul boys ever come back home?"
"No." The old man looked out the door, his eyes unfocused: "My brother was taken away and never came back.
But I heard that some nobles from the capital city had their children come back."
Shen Guanyu lowered his eyes, looked at the little baby with a face full of pear juice, and said: "Twelve every ten years, how many will be taken away from our county every time?
Where is Longwan? The children’s parents can’t visit?”
"I don't know." The old man withdrew his gaze and said, "Don't say any more about immortal things."
Shen Guanyu stood up and gave the old man a common courtesy: "Thank you for your advice."
The old man waved his hand and went out to meet his grandson who was returning with firewood.
People kept coming to the ruined temple to stay overnight, and Shen Guanyu was naturally included in the group of people by the old man.
The group finally boiled hot water in the earthen pots they brought and ate dry food before sunset.
Shen Guanyu also received some share under the old man's care.
Later that night, while she was still asleep, she popped a Yuan-Pei Dan into the old man's mouth.
Early the next morning, he entered the city with them again.
Before seeking medical treatment, the old man gave Shen Guanyu the place name of his home and said that he could go to him if he encountered difficulties. As the leader of the clan, he still had some connections.
Shen Guanyu respected this old man whom he met by chance. Some people's kindness is engraved in their bones.
She walked around the city, but found nothing else except that the person who died at the gate of the city yesterday was the immortal master who lived in Yahou Street.
Even among the monks who were chasing the female cultivator in black, no one turned around.
When the county seat couldn't find out more, she bought a donkey cart and headed for the capital with a little baby.
It's so easy to find directions and so on. Just go to the county office and you'll have it.
In fact, she could go to the fourth child and use some magic to ask where this place is.
But after careful consideration, she decided not to look for them. They were just minor Qi cultivators and didn't know much.
However, the female cultivator in black who left the baby behind and her organization may know more details.
Since I have been staying in Yunshui County, it may not be easy for the female cultivator to come.
No, it had only been three days since I left the county town, and the female nun in black was waiting for me halfway.
The little girl picked up the basket and called out: "Sister."
Shen Guanyu stopped the donkey cart and wanted to pretend to be scared, but unexpectedly the female nun said: "I am your daughter, and our family of three went to the capital to visit relatives."
After saying that, he put a divine mark on Shen Guanyu, "I will find you wherever you go.
Bring me the guide and I'll correct it."
Shen Guanyu simply revealed her martial arts skills that night when she took Lu Yin, which was at its peak in the later period, and she said: "Isn't the Immortal aware that he is burdening me?"
She had already seen that the female cultivator was seriously injured, and her spiritual power was completely stagnant. She might not be able to defeat an innate master in real combat.
The female nun entered the carriage, hugged the baby and said, "My surname is Zhan."
Shen Guanyu dropped his whip and used all his inner strength to fly ten feet away. He heard the little girl shouting "Po, Po."
She had no intention of turning back at all, because in her consciousness, she had already seen the monk flying the spiritual weapon on the leaves, flying toward the donkey cart a few miles away.
Shen Guanyu took the initiative to meet him, knocked the monk unconscious when he met him, tied him in the immortal rope, and took him to the deserted mountain.
She searched the monk's storage bag and found that there were no jade slips in it, only animal skins for notepads.
After rummaging around, I still didn't know where I was.
She tried the soul-searching technique again, and found that it still didn't work. At the same time, her soul was shocked again.
Shen Guanyu had no choice but to use illusions to hypnotize the monks: "Where in the spiritual world is this?"
The monk slowly woke up and said drowsily: "The Liling Continent lies in the east sea and east."
"Lost
Continent." Shen Guanyu thought of the records in the spiritual world. This chapter has been completed!