After settling in the residences of Su Chuo, Tongyan Shaman and others, Luo Ning sat alone in the study of Guanyue Hall.
A lot of things happened on this day, and he needed to sort out his thoughts.
My sister and the others were teleported away, but I couldn't leave.
If they don't leave for the time being, Luo Li and the others know that they are in Xifan County and may come to find them.
If he also leaves this place, then neither party will know where the other is.
The Ghost Bait Fruit is almost gone, so we need to find the Yangshen Fruit as soon as possible.
There was a map of Xifan County in front of Luo Li. Fengzhi Mountain stretches for seven to eight hundred miles, running through almost half of Xifan County, with more than a dozen mountain passes.
On both sides of Fengshu Mountain, there are many Xia and Qiang tribes.
You can definitely travel along the foothills and enter different mountain passes to look for Yangshen fruit.
As for agreeing to the Naqin leader, just try your best.
Luo Ning thought for a while and drank a cup of butter tea, but couldn't feel the taste at all.
The sense of taste and smell is almost gone.
Instead, it was the dry tobacco pouch on the table used to entertain guests that gave him a hint of tobacco aroma.
Luo Ning picked up the silver-inlaid dry tobacco bag, lit it and took a puff. The choking smell of the smoke made him feel better.
"Huh-" He took another breath, feeling better, and the study was suddenly filled with smoke.
Although tobacco is not a magical herb, it has been introduced from overseas a hundred years ago and has quickly become popular all over the world. Countless people smoke dry tobacco in all countries, from nobles to ordinary people.
Luo Ning smoked filtered flue-cured cigarettes in his previous life. Now he smelled the smell of tobacco again and couldn't help but remember the past.
It has been almost a year since I came to this world.
Although this world has demons, ghosts, and powerful monks, it is not actually a world of cultivation.
It is essentially a secular society.
Because the proportion of monks is so low, senior monks are even rarer.
The already few monks belong to different clans, Taoist attributes, and forces, and they still fight and restrain each other.
This makes the few monks still have to obey the power of the secular world and find it difficult to resist.
They can only become elites in various fields, but they cannot control all living beings like gods.
In this world, if you want to make a difference, cultivation is important, but status, money, and power are also indispensable.
Although Xifan County is under the control of Tubo, there are still millions of Xia and millions of Qiang people. There are mixed forces and disputes, and the rule of the Tubo people is not stable.
Xifan County spans more than a thousand miles, bordering Daxia to the east and Nanzhao to the south. It is considered a land bordering the Three Kingdoms.
If you are serious about business, it is not difficult to find a foothold.
"Huh-" Luo Ning exhaled a puff of smoke, Danfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was making calculations in his mind.
Under the light, the young man's eyes were mysterious and unpredictable, sometimes his brows were slightly furrowed, and sometimes his brows were raised.
Suddenly, Luo Ning stood up and floated out of the window in a flash, standing by the Moon Reflecting Pool.
"While it's hard to fall asleep at night, why not go to Lingshi to have a look."
"I heard that the Lingshi in Xifan County is quite big. If you can buy Yangshen Fruit..."
Luo Ning looked at the pavilion where Su Chuo and others lived, and decided to go to Lingshi at night.
Naqin Manor is very safe, and Su Chuo and others will not be in any danger if they live here.
Luo Ning no longer hesitated, he took out a mask, put it on, and came out of Dawalinka.
There is a formation on the wall of Naqin Manor, so you cannot enter or exit at will. Luo Ning can only go out of the gate.
The soldiers at the gate saw him going out, and of course they wouldn't stop him.
Luo Ning left Naqin's mansion and headed to Lingshi, a hundred miles away, according to the direction indicated by Qian Si's abacus.
In order to take a shortcut, Luo Ning relied on his eighth-level cultivation to bravely cross the mountains.
Using his spiritual power, he can climb mountains and ridges as if he were walking on flat ground, with the sound of wind whistling in his ears, as fast as a horse.
After running for fifty miles at a stretch, I stood on a hill to rest for a while, and saw the mighty Cangyan River and the lights on both sides of the river.
Under those lights, I don’t know whether they are Xia people, Qiang people, or Tubo people.
Luo Ning lit up the dry pipe and smoked it. Only when he smoked the dry pipe did his sense of smell become a little stimulated.
The ghosts waiting for opportunities to harm people in the dark night did not dare to cause trouble easily when they saw that the passerby was an eighth-grade monk. Instead, they were afraid of being discovered by the young man and getting into trouble.
After smoking half a bag of dry cigarettes, Luo Ning put away the bag and continued running along the bank of the Cangyan River.
After more than ten miles, I suddenly heard faint sounds of crying coming from the river bank.
Luoning landed on the river bank like a big bird and found that the cry was coming from a temple.
That temple by the river is a temple of overlord!
The Overlord of Western Chu is very ancient. He was actually an ancient god. However, due to the deliberate suppression of him by successive dynasties, he became an evil god.
However, there are still a lot of Bawang temples. Even in this remote Xifan County, there are them.
Luo Ning channeled Zhang Tianshi's character's true meaning, activated an invisibility spell, and slowly walked to the gate of the Overlord Temple. Under the statue of the Overlord, there was a middle-aged man who looked like a scholar and was crying loudly.
The middle-aged scholar beat his chest and stamped his feet and cried: "A world-class hero like you, the king, will not be able to win the world during his lifetime! A talented person like Fan will not be able to pass the Jinshi examination!"
"Fate! Luck! Time! Numbers!"
"My King, you and I are both pitiful people! Woo hoo..."
"Fan thinks he is very talented, but he has a bright head and poor scriptures. He has studied hard for forty years and has wasted half his life and achieved nothing!"
"I want to go to Tubo to seek an official position, but I know there is no way! How can the Tubo people understand the word "tianxia"?"
"If I could have been born more than ten thousand years earlier and served under the king, why would I be like this!"
He cried unbridledly, and the statue suddenly shed tears.
"This..." The scholar suddenly burst into tears when he saw the statue, and his crying suddenly stopped.
He stared blankly at the weeping statue, and suddenly said with joy: "It turns out that's true, I moved your Majesty!"
From a rare ancient book, I learned that if you go to Bawang Temple and cry at the temple for many days, you can influence the gods.
Unexpectedly, it is true!
"Your Majesty, please show me your spirit. As long as you can be an official and fulfill your ambitions, you will die without regrets!"
Suddenly, a sad voice seemed to come from outside the sky: "Fan Wenchen, do you really want to be an official?"
This voice carries a kind of supreme indifference and a will that cannot be resisted.
Fan Wenchen was scared and excited at the same time, his whole body was shaking like fallen leaves in the wind, and he said in a voice of surprise and panic:
"Yes! Yes! Your Majesty is above, and his eyes are like lightning..."
Xuanxuan's voice sounded again: "Are you willing to be an official of a foreign race?"
Since Fan Wenchen came to Tubo to seek an official position, how could he not want to be an official of a foreign race? He immediately replied honestly:
"People of foreign races are also sentient beings in the world, and they also need education. I, the villain...are willing to do it!"
The superior voice seemed to sneer, which was hard to fathom.
"There is a vacancy in the Jin Kingdom in the Northeast, and you are the perfect fit. If you can go to the Jin Kingdom, you will get what you want."
After saying that, there was silence.
The apparition of the idol is over.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Fan Wenchen stood up, extremely excited.
But soon, he smiled bitterly.
The Kingdom of Jin was so far away, and he was not a Confucian scholar, so how could he get there?
Fan Wenchen was walking around under the statue, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said to himself:
"I heard that the Kingdom of Jin is going to make a peace alliance with Tubo, and Tubo Zanpu is going to marry his daughter to Huang Taiji!"
"Tubo sends its envoy to the Kingdom of Jin within a few months!"
"As long as you get to know the people on the sending mission, you can naturally follow them to Daikin!"
Now that the Jin Kingdom has taken over the grassland, its territory is more than 100,000 miles from east to west, and it is not too far from Tubo. In order to form an alliance, Tubo has indeed issued an imperial edict to make peace.
Luo Ning, who was hiding in the dark, sneered when he heard this.
Not to mention, this Fan Wenchen is really smart, he actually thought of the opportunity to go to the Kingdom of Jin so quickly.
Even before people go to the Kingdom of Jin, they start talking about gold.
However, he was surprised that this overlord of Western Chu could really manifest his holiness.
Does the ancient spirit of the Overlord of Western Chu still exist? And in what capacity does it exist?
Even if he exists, is he really the Overlord of Western Chu?
Luo Ning looked at the statue with dried tears, and felt more and more weird the more he looked at it.
He did not dare to stay longer and left quietly, leaving Fan Wenchen mumbling to himself.
Luo Ning hurried for dozens of miles and found that he was not far from Lingshi. He sat on a tree to rest and planned to smoke another half bag of dry cigarettes.
The terrain here was very high, and under the bright moonlight, he suddenly noticed a long thing moving under the mountain.
Luo Ning restrained his breath, used the shadow charm, and hid himself in the canopy of the tree without moving.
Slowly, the long thing got closer and closer, and it turned out to be a coffin.
There was another person under the coffin. It turned out that a person was carrying the coffin and walking at night.
When I got closer, I discovered that the person carrying the coffin walking at night turned out to be a lama.
The lama had a strong aura and was like a ghost in the mountains. But he seemed to be injured and his breath was a little confused.
The lama carried the coffin and headed towards Lingshi.
It seems that he should be going to Lingshi.
Luo Ning thought that he was no match for this lama, so he waited until he was far away before getting down from the tree and following him.
It's not to follow the lama, it's to go to Lingshi.
After another two-quarters of an hour, we finally came to a hidden valley.
It was clearly the middle of the night, but the lights in the valley were brightly lit, people were silhouetted, and faint voices could be heard talking in the night like sleep.
The local Ling City has arrived.
Luo Ning was somewhat curious because this was his first time coming to Ling City.
The so-called spirit market is, of course, a night market where monks specialize in trading.
Ordinary people can also participate, as long as you are brave enough.
Luo Ning slowly entered the valley, glanced around, and saw the monk carrying the coffin walking at night.
Under the dim yellow light, the lama could be seen with a sinister expression and a tall figure. The coffin was like nothing on his shoulder.
The coffin is still a cold jade coffin, which is best used to preserve corpses.
When Luo Ning saw this scene, he suddenly thought of something.
But he didn't look much, he just glanced at it seemingly unintentionally and then looked away.
Then he took out his dry tobacco bag, and while smoking the tobacco bag, he casually walked into Lingshi.