Chapter 26 Spirit Washing Pond
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A cold plateau wind blew through overnight, and in the low and rough cave dwelling, a small Yang Qinger got out of it, looking at the cave entrance full of wind and sand traces with some headaches.
This will take a lot of time to clean up.
But for Yang Qinger, this trouble is happiness.
Not only did he survive the situation that he thought would be fatal, but he was also lucky to move from the depths of the desolate desert to this green plateau.
Even though the residence has changed from a tent to a cave dwelling in line with the characteristics of the plateau, as far as Yang Qing'er is concerned, she couldn't be happier.
Huh? Why didn't I see anyone today?
Yang Qing'er glanced around and found that the other cave entrances were empty, and felt a little puzzled.
Logically speaking, at this time, everyone should be cleaning up the wind and sand at the entrance of the cave in full swing.
How come the wind and sand haven't gone yet, but the people are gone!
Could it be that I got up early?
Yang Qing'er thought subconsciously.
At this moment, a burst of cheers came across a low hillside.
Yang Qing'er's heart moved, and she hurriedly followed the sound and walked over, wanting to see what was going on.
After crossing the small hill that can be crossed in a few steps, the next moment, Yang Qing'er looked at the scene in front of her and was stunned in place, her eyes gradually turned red.
The adults and children in the tribe, no matter men or women, were surrounded in a circle at this time.
There were three people standing in the circle, a handsome young man, a luxurious woman, and a monk who was not angry and arrogant.
However, in Yang Qing'er's eyes at this moment, only the young man remained.
Because, that man once fought against thousands of wolf demons by himself and saved their tribe.
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Before leaving the Xisha Plateau, Lu Qingshan decided to take a last look at the sheep tribe that was placed here by the Jitang Temple.
At this time, he was surrounded by a group of grateful sheep tribe members, and everyone looked at him with eyes full of awe and admiration.
Lu Qingshan glanced over, and happened to catch a glimpse of the dazed little girl on the hillside.
He waved to the little girl on the hillside.
Yang Qing'er immediately reacted, ran down hurriedly in small steps, ran to Lu Qingshan, lowered her head and called timidly: "Sir."
Yang Qing'er was wearing woolen trousers with narrow sleeves on the left lap, in front of Lu Qingshan, her face flushed with timidity.
She grabbed the corner of her clothes with her fingers, and she didn't know what to say after calling out Mr.
Lu Qingshan smiled, "The sword style I taught you, are you still practicing?"
"Yes." Yang Qing'er mustered up the courage to raise her head, looked at Lu Qingshan's gentle eyes, and said seriously.
After speaking, Yang Qing'er couldn't help lowering her eyebrows again.
Lu Qingshan rubbed Yang Qing'er's hair, "Practice hard, and you will be able to protect your tribe well in the future."
"I'm leaving, and this sword is for you."
Yang Qing'er heard the voice of "Mr.", and when she raised her head again, she found that Mr. and the other two had disappeared in place.
In front of her, a long blue sword was partially buried in the ground.
This should be the sword my master gave me.
Yang Qing'er thought in a daze.
She stretched out her right hand, grasped the hilt of the sword, and pulled out the long sword from the ground with a little force.
The bright sword light flashed, and the sword was already held by the little girl.
Yang Qing'er was surprised to find that this seemingly extraordinary long sword was actually very light for some reason.
Even for a weak person like her, it is effortless to use it, as if it was tailor-made for her.
Suddenly, the little girl saw two large characters with a slight silver light on the sword.
It's just a pity that she was born in a poor tribe and could not read.
"Yue Nu," the patriarch Yang at the side seemed to see Yang Qing'er's confusion, and took the initiative to explain: "These two words are "Yue Nu."
"Yue Nu Sword..." Yang Qing'er murmured.
She should have been extremely happy when she got the sword from her husband, but at this moment, she was clearly feeling more disappointed in her heart.
I don't know, is there any chance to see Mr. again......
Yang Qing'er thought.
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Yunlin City, a large human city adjacent to the Mogao Desert,
There are many local practitioners in the Mogao Desert, and there are also many ascetic monks entering Mogao to practice penance. These people use Yunlin City as a place of supply.
This makes Yunlin City present a strange scene of prosperity even though it is located in a frontier.
At this time, there were some people with strange eyes in the various restaurants in the city and near the city gate.
Some of these people are obviously not very good at disguising, and others with a little discernment can see that they are uncomfortable and seem to have plans.
But no one pays much attention to these.
Because, in this city, there are too many monks with plans.
As long as it's not aimed at yourself, who will meddle in their own business?
Very close to the city gate, in an inn with an excellent location, in the guest room by the window, there were two monks leaning against the window, secretly watching the people entering and leaving the city gate.
"You said how long we will crouch here, that Lu Qingshan doesn't know why he entered Mogao, let alone when he will come out.
The mission is assigned in this way, let us sit on the sidelines and wait for Lu Qingshan to appear.
If this Lu Qingshan finds some kind of closed-door retreat in Mogao and practice in closed-door training for several years, wouldn't we have to wait here for several years? That's too funny. "One of the younger monks complained with some dissatisfaction.
"This time is a big move to dispatch the whole government and branch hall personnel, the importance is self-evident.
You'd better complain less, do our business well, and keep an eye on it.
If this Lu Qingshan passed by us, but we didn't find out immediately, and reported it to the higher authorities, then we will be held accountable, I'm afraid you and I will not be able to please. "The older monk warned in a deep voice.
The young monk restrained his impatient expression a little, but soon asked curiously: "Why does this Lu Qingshan attract so much attention from above?
Isn't he the leader of the Seven Domains? You actually want to dispatch all of us to do the same thing here? "
The elder monk shook his head, "I'm not quite sure about the specific situation.
I have quietly asked Master Yasha, he just said that the value of Lu Qingshan is unimaginable, and it is related to our final plan of the underworld, so we must not take it lightly. "
The young monk was silent, but this time, his impatient expression finally turned into a serious expression.
"Another monk has entered the city." The young monk said suddenly.
The eyes of the two looked towards the city gate through the window with a slight gap, their eyes wandering, like a hunter examining his prey.
At this time, there were three monks entering the city, and they seemed to be fellow travelers.
The three of them walked together, one was a bald monk dressed as a Buddhist monk, the other was a young man in black, and the other was a woman with an extremely stunning appearance, which caused the young monks in the underworld to take a few extra glances.
"Let's not talk about women, monks are definitely not, then Lu Qingshan is a sword cultivator, with the temperament of a sword cultivator, even if he pretends to be a monk, he will not pretend to be a monk.
But the age of the young monk seems to be right, is it possible? "There was a little hope in the young monk's tone.
"No." The old monk's cold voice came.
In his hand, he held a bronze-colored ancient mirror.
On the ancient mirror, there are three light smokes of different colors and thicknesses.
"According to the repair mirror, the three monks, the bald monk is a cultivator of emptiness, the woman is a cultivation of Nascent Soul, and the young man is just a little monk of Qi refining.
According to the intelligence, Lu Qingshan is a Nascent Soul cultivator, obviously not right," the elder monk sighed, and said: "At the border of the Mogao Desert, there are seven or eight human cities.
The probability that Lu Qingshan happens to appear in Yunlin City is extremely low, we just do our best, but don't expect too much. "
Finding a needle in a haystack is not easy, especially since Lu Qingshan is very likely to possess a magic weapon to disguise and change his appearance.
Therefore, in order not to miss Lu Qingshan, the underworld naturally prepared some magic tools to assist in the squatting operations.
The ancient bronze mirror is such a magic weapon.
The name of the magic weapon is according to Xiujing.
The function is also very simple, that is, it can detect a monk's cultivation level silently.
Of course, the restrictions are also very large. This magic weapon only works on monks of the fifth realm and below, and no matter how high it is, it cannot be detected.
But it is enough to find out Lu Qingshan.
——Even if you Lu Qingshan is ever-changing, in a short period of time, can you still improve your cultivation by leaps and bounds?
With the help of the mirror, they only need to identify the identity of the monks in the early stage of the Nascent Soul.
In fact, there are not many monks with this cultivation level.
The two of them have been squatting in Yunlin City for more than ten days. So far, they have only seen that the woman in front of them is at the beginning of the Nascent Soul cultivator. Not to mention Lu Qingshan's figure.
The young monk was a little dejected, seeing the bald monk and the young man bid farewell at the gate of the city, and then asked: "The cultivator who refined the void and the monk who practiced the Nascent Soul brought a monk who refined Qi to such a place. What kind of strange configuration?"
"Maybe the Daxiu of some sect took his disciples on a trip." The older monk replied casually.
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"According to the instructions of the abbot, the poor monk will send the two of you to Yunlin City." The eminent monk from Jitang Temple said solemnly to the young man and woman in front of him
"It's time for Haode Arhat." Lu Qingshan paid respects to Haode Arhat.
To get from the Xisha Plateau to the nearest human city, you have to go through thousands of miles of desert land, fly directly to Mogao, and then go out from Mogao.
One is that his current cultivation is not allowed, and the other is that he has some karma with Jitang Temple, so Lu Qingshan simply asked the monks of Jitang Temple to give him a ride and bring him to Yunlin City.
The Chicken Soup Saint Monk naturally wouldn't refuse Lu Qingshan's request, and specially sent Haode Arhat, who was trained in Xuxu, to send him and Qin Yitian to Yunlin City.
"Amitabha, it's just a trivial matter, not to mention troublesome," Haode Arhat put his hands together and replied, "Let's say goodbye to the two benefactors."
After the words were finished, Arhat Haode went straight out of the city, and his figure quickly disappeared from Lu Qingshan's sight.
Taking a long breath, Lu Qingshan took Qin Yitian and turned around to rush to the teleportation circle in the city.
Naturally, he didn't know that he had already passed by under the eyelids of the underworld monks who were eyeing him.
For this trip, Lu Qingshan's destination is very simple and clear.
Use Yunlin City to transmit the magic circle, and send it directly to Xiaowan City.
Xiaowan City is a place in the Western Regions, one of the large cities established by Daxia.
And in this bustling city, there is a secret place of cultivation that belongs to Daxia.
Washing Spirit Pool!
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