"Xianxi, Jiuwu, Xiangmao... Which of these three places is closer?"

Xin Xiu sat on a big motorcycle, holding a stack of maps in one hand and drinking water in the other with a gourd pot. Two days before leaving Shuling, she had been riding a big motorcycle in the sky, and she didn't see any people during this period. In addition to the continuous mountains, she also realized how remote Shuling was.

She has a transportation tool, otherwise it would take at least ten days and half a month to walk, and she would have to use light body technique.

The flying motorcycle greatly improved her travel efficiency, but a problem she had not realized before also arose. This motorcycle could not fly for two consecutive days because Xin Xiu finally realized that it was a spiritual energy burning when flying.

Before, in Shuling, she had a strong spiritual energy and could automatically charge whenever she flew. She had never encountered a lack of motorcycle energy. She thought it was an infinite energy vehicle. As a result, she left the Shuling territory and the concentration of spiritual energy outside dropped sharply. In this case, the car had no oil on the strike, so she could only stop and rest, and let the flying motorcycle automatically absorb the surrounding spiritual energy to charge.

If she was a big boss, she could choose to be a charger and pour her spiritual energy into the Feitian Motorcycle directly, but she was not. Her own spiritual energy was not enough. She worked hard all night and did not absorb as much as the motorcycle itself.

After leaving Shuling, Xin Xiu did not fly high, and at most he flew halfway up the mountain. There was no way. The temperature of Shuling was suitable and would not be too cold and hot. However, after leaving Shuling, the temperature dropped sharply with the spiritual energy. The area outside seemed to be late autumn. If you fly in the air without wearing a sweater, you would feel your face, hands and feet would be frozen.

She had already been halfway through before, and parked her car on the edge of the cliff, flipped her thick clothes out of the treasure bag and changed into it.

When her cultivation level is higher, she will be free from fear of cold and heat. But at present, she can only imagine how happy she will be in the future and then honestly find a scarf to cover her head.

Just walking and stopping, Xin Xiu finally met someone. It is hard to say that she met someone. After all, the situation was a bit special. She was riding a motorcycle in the air and suddenly heard a scream. At first, she thought it was a monkey in the mountains, but when she listened carefully, she found that it seemed to be a human voice.

She used the look of the sensation of the Immortal Cultivation and found the person who was shouting. It was a woodcutter in the mountain with firewood on his back and kept kneeling and shouting in her direction. The body language conveyed all fear. Xin Xiu couldn't understand this accent, but she guessed that this uncle was either calling for monsters or calling for a great immortal, so she quickly accelerated and flew away.

Sin, this super fantasy flying motorcycle must have scared people. I can't say that there will be some strange legends of ghosts in this area in the future.

Since he saw the crowd, Xin Xiu had to start thinking about which direction he should go first.

She has three mission goals, but unfortunately she can't know a name like in modern times. Entering a name on the map app will automatically navigate it. At this time, there are only maps, and Shuling only has very old simple maps. For monks practicing in the mountains, the outside world changes too quickly, and it's too troublesome to update maps frequently, and they generally don't use them too much.

Now she is going to take a stack of old maps like this, from more than a hundred or two hundred years ago, to look for three places that are not marked on the map.

A senior brother kindly pointed her direction and said that Xianxi is in the west, Laowu is in the north, and Xiangmao is in the south. She asked which one is further away. The senior brother didn't know which country or region was in. The senior brother spread his hands and said he didn't know.

The world is so big that you brothers have been to all places. Even if you have been to it, you can't circle the specific location on this stack of unexhausted maps. In the end, it was her omnipotent master. After looking through the map for a while, he pointed out the approximate range for her.

That range is really big. It’s like she asked where Beijing was, and someone drew a rough range of China for her, saying, “Just find it in this area yourself.”

"Since I don't know which one is closer and which one is farther away, I have to leave it to fate."

Xin Xiu skillfully made a dice, engraved circles on six sides to represent three place names, and then threw them on the map.

...

"Auntie, do you know where Xiang Mao is? Xiang Mao?" Xin Xiu repeated several times, but had no choice but to give up.

This is the third village she passed by. The village was very dilapidated. Xin Xiu only saw the elderly, children, and women with old faces. She saw two women washing clothes by the canal at the entrance of the village. Xin Xiu walked up to ask.

However, both sides talked with each other.

The aunt was chatting, but she couldn't understand it, just like the two villages she had passed by before, but the accents of these three villages were different. She said a few words, and the aunt waved her arms to the village, then pointed outside, and then kept waving her hands, which was unknown.

Xin Xiu: "..." Although I didn't have the delusion of being able to guide you by asking, the problem I encountered was that my language was not clear, which was too real.

It’s strange that the novels she read before, the protagonists who went on adventures everywhere, never had the problem of language barriers?

She had just traveled through that place, in the small town where she worshipped the Immortal Lingzhao. I don’t know which country it was in. Maybe only there was similar to the common term used in Shuling.

Just as she was sighing, the village suddenly ran over to a few barefoot men carrying wooden sticks and hoes, the old man who was leading the lead and the woman who was supporting the old man were shouting something.

Xin Xiu: "?" What are you doing?

The aunt who was talking to her suddenly grabbed her hand nervously, fearing that she would run away. The group of people knew that the visitor was not good, and the people were holding ropes in their hands, and they could tell that it was used to tie people. Xin Xiu turned his hand and easily broke away from the aunt's hand and jumped directly to a persimmon tree next to him.

The tree was five or six meters high. Seeing her jumping up all of a sudden, the people under the tree were frightened. The aunt who had just grabbed her screamed and fell to the ground with weak legs. Everyone looked up at her with fear. Only the man holding a hoe was tightened, and he was obviously very scared, and he wanted to cut the persimmon tree and get her down. But after cutting it twice, he was grabbed by the people next to him. A group of people ran back to the village like monsters and closed the door.

Xin Xiu, who sat on the tree and watched a farce, said: "...ah, what is it all about, and the xenophobia in ancient villages would not be so exaggerated."

It was autumn, and the persimmon tree was a little bare, leaving only a few red persimmons that were not easy to pick on the top of the tree. She picked two persimmons casually and muttered: "Picking you two persimmons, I'm shocked."

In order to ask for directions in the village, she had put the flying motorcycle into the panda Dingdang's belly before. The panda Dingdang, who had become a small one, then came out of her sleeve and comfortedly touched her fingers with her black hair claws.

Xin Xiu: "I'm fine. These people can't scare me. I'm just curious about what's going on."

She didn't take out the flying motorcycle and used her "light skills" to jump on the treetops. Not long after this time, she heard a burst of crying and stopped on the tree not far away to watch.

There was also a village there, with a large group of people playing and beating, led by a local dance god. They circled around a deserted field that was obviously not well-harvest. They didn't know what they planted in the fields, and most of them died. There was a young girl tied with ropes in the crowd, about thirteen or fourteen, or fifteen or sixteen. She cried so hard that her voice was hoarse, and behind her was a crying couple. The crying sounds that Xin Xiu heard was made by them.

The master dancer was very majestic. He danced for a while with a limb. Then, with a wave of his hand, the girl tied was pushed to the dead grass in the desert. The man holding the knife couldn't bear it, but he still raised the knife and pointed it at the girl's neck under the scolding of the master dancer.

Xin Xiu: "…"

I understand, maybe some famine was encountered in this place, or other unintelligible disasters, the witches in the village asked to use the blood of the young girl to sacrifice to the gods, just like offering sacrifices to the river gods.

Xin Xiu has seen a lot of similar things in the world when people were ignorant, and in the ignorant era when people had not yet opened up, such things were common. It was true that there was nothing new under the sun, and it would be the same if it was the same in another world.

The village was very close to this place just now, and I guess I encountered a similar thing. Those who wanted to arrest her must be doing the same thing.

She took out a yellow talisman from her small bag on her waist, sniffed at her index finger, and drew the talisman on the yellow paper. The one who taught this talisman was Senior Brother Bo Yu. Xin Xiu didn't learn other talismans very well, and this thunder talisman was the most skillful because it was practical.

Xin Xiu's talisman was drawn at the finger of the great jumping god. A thunder slashed the man's head in the blue sky and in the sun, turning him onto the ground. Seeing that the man's head was drilled into the soil, like a fly hitting an electric mosquito swatter, Xin Xiu felt relieved. He snorted and waved his fingers, brushing away the talisman ash that spontaneously ignited between his fingers.

This sudden change scared everyone. The knocking and slamming stopped for a while, and the crying stopped. Only a group of people who thought they were punished by God were at a loss and wailing in despair.

Xin Xiu sat on the tree and looked at the chaos over there. Suddenly remembered that when he said goodbye to his master before leaving, he asked casually: "Master, do you have anything else to tell your disciple?"

Then her master said to her in a normal tone: "Don't be afraid of killing after you go down the mountain."

Xin Xiu was speechless at the time, but now, she understood the meaning behind the master's words. The world is not peaceful, especially compared with Shuling, which is even more ferocious.

If she was a hero, she should go over and save the girl now and would not allow these people to kill again, but she is not. She is a cultivator.

Generally speaking, those who cultivate immortals do not care about such "small things"?

Xin Xiu stood up, raised his hand and brushed it across his body, transforming into the terrifying fairy-like appearance of Master Jing Chengzi.

But she wanted to take care of it, so she had to go and take care of it.

A group of people knelt in the fields and cried. Suddenly, they saw colorful clouds in the sky, and a floating immortal came stepping onto the clouds. He raised his hand and the ropes on the tied girl were broken. With a wave of her hand, a rain fell into the fields and sprinkled on them. People only felt that the spirit was shocked. The spiritual platform was clear and even the grief was dissipated.

The immortal said nothing but was full of compassion. Finally, he left a wooden statue, which disappeared, and only the colorful clouds in the sky were still slowly floating.

"It's an immortal! The immortal has appeared!"

"It's saved, the immortals descended to the rain, we're saved!"

Xin Xiu fell into the woods in the distance and heard those ecstatic cheers. Although she couldn't understand, she could guess the general meaning.

Because she couldn't speak, she could only say nothing. What she sprinkled was the nectar given to her by Uncle Bai. Uncle Bai's spiritual treasure white jade bottle could condense nectar. This is a good thing. Xin Xiu only got a small bottle in total. Now he has used up a small amount not long after he came out of the mountain. He felt so distressed.

The little spiritual power he cultivated was almost used up. The magical technique burned spiritual power. She would be in trouble if she stayed for another three seconds.

The wood carving she left behind in the end was actually useless. It was made by Lao Wu. He carved a lot of things and gave them a few of them as gifts before leaving. Xin Xiu took it out, but had a sudden idea. If the desperate people wanted a comfort, it would be better to worship this piece of wood. It would be better to take the little girl to the field and behead her head and water the field with blood.

She left this remote village in a bad mood and went further south.

After passing a big river, people here obviously have a much better life. The villages are formed and gathered, and they have become towns of all sizes. Compared with the river, the prosperity can be seen from the naked eye.

Xin Xiu thought to himself, the people here should not be shouting and killing at all times.

She walked alone on the road to the city, with villagers carrying loads to the city to sell things, and some driving ox carts to transport things. Judging from their clothes and expressions, life should be pretty good.

Every time she arrives at a place where people gather, in order not to become a strange person who causes panic, she has to put away the flying motorcycle, but walking is too inefficient. What kind of transportation tools should she buy? Buy a horse or a donkey or a mule?

"Driving!Driving!"

The sound of horse hooves came from behind, and the dong dong was like a drum beat, and it was rushing to the ground. When Xin Xiu saw that everyone walking on the road was full of panic, he hurriedly drove the car and carried the goods to the side. Xin Xiu was not sure, so he also stood on the side of the road.

In broad daylight, the city wall is so close that you won’t encounter robbers. Why are these people doing so? Not only do they panic, they also looked at her with worry and wanted to speak.

Xin Xiu: "I have a bad feeling."

A group of men riding horses stopped in the middle of the road. Xin Xiu narrowed her eyes by the dust raised. Seeing a short, strong man with a blushing face, he looked at her with a whip in his hand and looked at her with a lustful look. He pointed at her and shouted something to his companions.

I still don’t understand it very much. The words here are different from what she heard in a remote village before. However, Xin Xiu captured two words that she could roughly understand, one woman and the other was not a good family.

After the blushing man said that, the men on the horses behind him laughed loudly, the kind of inappropriate smiles that a group of men talked about pornographic topics.

Xin Xiu: "Where are the fuck you talking about your mom?"

Even if he couldn't understand the swear words, his body language was common. The man showed an unhappy expression. He swung the whip skillfully, hooked Xin Xiu's waist skillfully, pulled her forward with force, and reached out to grab her on the horse.

Xin Xiu jumped up with his force, stepped on the man's face, kicked him off the horse, and stood lightly on his horse.

Xin Xiu: "In this era, is it so unsafe for girls to go out alone? If you walk well in broad daylight, you will be snatched up when you walk on the road."

After she finished speaking, she simply kicked several more times and kicked the other people off the horse. Several men rolled into a ball, staring at her in amazement, and could no longer laugh.

Xin Xiu ignored them and sat on the horse, touching the hair of the horse under him.

"I was thinking about buying a horse just now. I don't need it anymore. I think you're pretty good, so I'll give it to you for free. Xiao Guai, let's go, you'll follow me in the future."
Chapter completed!