Chapter 764 Jiazhou City

In the vast universe, the number of Ganges stars changes unexpectedly and emerges endlessly.

In the area of ​​Shushan, Yizhou, China, the mountains are winding and rolling, the sea of ​​clouds is rolling, and the terrain is strange and dangerous.

Therefore, it is said that there are undead people in the mountains who can absorb the spiritual energy in the mountains, break through the body of mortals, fly with swords, chase the wind and the moon, and gallop through the sea of ​​stars. They practice immortality here, the purpose is to penetrate the eternal mysteries between heaven and earth, in order to achieve the realm of the unity of heaven and man, and make themselves endure.

This is the fantasy world described in the story of "Shushan Biography", a traditional fairy world.

Compared with Shenzhou World, it is the orthodox Xianxia.

And it is also different from the Taoist system of Shenzhou World. From the nature of the plot, it can be seen that these two civilizations are not the same, and each has its own characteristics, advantages and disadvantages.

Practitioners in this world seem to live long lives easily, and many people can easily live for hundreds of years. Unlike Shenzhou World, even if you were born in a famous Xianshan family and became a great master, it would be difficult to break through the shackles of two or three hundred years of life. Before that, many people with good talents and good teachers died on the road.

Those cultivators in the Shenzhou world who pursue the way of longevity are far less long-lived than those in this world.

For example, the head of Emei has been practicing for thousands of years!

Longevity is also more in line with the Chinese people's longing for Xianxia.

For cultivators in this world, a long lifespan can allow them to accumulate more power, give them the opportunity to do more things, and allow them to master more abilities.

As for the power system, it is not weak at all.

The big BOSS in the plot can easily fly through the air and smash mountains at the beginning. After entering the blood cave, it is even more powerful. The monstrous blood cloud formation can almost cover the sky!

The main line of the plot is the battle between good and evil, mainly the war between Shushan (Emei Mountain) and the Gorefiend of Youquan.

Shenzhou World also has Shushan. When I mentioned this Shushan before, I said that Shushan does not exist. There are two popular versions of the legend of Shushan in China.

The original Shushan refers to Mount Emei.

Later, many people were dissatisfied with the reality of Mount Emei. In order to add ethereal and mythical elements, they imagined that there is an entrance on Mount Emei, and walking in is the real Shushan.

Some people say that Shushan is Shushan, but this statement is too unfounded and only applies to Shushan in the world of Shenzhou.

If it is true, the mountains in Yizhou are called Shushan!

But the Shu Mountain in this world is obviously not the Shu Mountain in the Shenzhou world, nor the Emei Mountain in real life, but the Emei Mountain that only exists in this Xianxia world.

It's a pity that the Sword Immortal Sacred Mountain in the original mythology is one of the four great places of Buddhism in real life.

Anyang shook his head, dismissing his thoughts.

It was noon now, and the sun was shining brightly. The roadside was green, and a yellow mud road stretched forward in twists and turns. On both sides were high mountains and dense forests.

"Shu Road is difficult, and it is difficult to ascend to the sky."

Anyang said with a smile, and walked away.

Xu has not rained for a long time, the yellow mud road is very dry, but there are few people, and tall weeds grow on the road.

Fortunately, few people walk, otherwise, the road will be trampled frequently, and the seams will be dry, and the soil and ground will inevitably become sand, and when you walk, you will definitely be covered with dust from shoes.

Anyang seems to be walking very slowly, but in fact it is very fast.

About half an hour later, he saw a small village.

This small village is very different from the actual village. If it is said to be a small village, it must be a small village. Not only are there no small bungalows in the real world villages, there are not so many families, only a dozen or so dilapidated houses. It is not a small rural courtyard that is common in ancient TV dramas. There are only houses with earth walls and thatch roofs, and there are no fences.

Anyang heard a few dog barks, but saw no smoke, and heard a few roosters crowing, but the rooster was really weird.

He quickened his pace.

Soon into the village.

There is not even an obvious road in this village, and the yellow mud road, which is a bit like an official road, only passes from the outside. There is only relatively flat land and a small soil bank in the village.

Anyang walked into the village and immediately saw people.

It's just that these people's expressions are very flustered, and they are a little dazed when they see him coming, with deep fear.

Someone was catching a chicken, and the chicken screamed in panic.

Anyang frowned and watched as he walked.

Is this the robber coming?

Although the clothes of these villagers were a little worn, they did not look disheveled, indicating that although these people were poor, the taxes should not be high in this era, and they could still afford food.

Maybe an egg a day.

Tired of eating a chicken.

cough cough...

Anyang soon saw a villager packing things, stopped vigilantly when he saw him, and stared at him blankly.

"This is the rhythm of running away..."

Anyang glanced down at himself and pursed his lips.

Because he didn't know what kind of culture and habits the world he was going to had, he still wore a white robe to be on the safe side. The material looks rough, but it is actually very soft and skin-friendly when worn on the body, and the loose design makes it fully compatible with both Eastern and Western civilizations.

It's just that this dress is too clean, too neat, not a patch, not a hole...

It will inevitably arouse the vigilance of these villagers.

He is not the same kind of person at all.

Anyang continued to move forward, passed through a bamboo forest, stopped in front of a small earthen house, and looked at the two people at the door.

This is estimated to be the grandfather and grandson, or possibly the father and daughter. Who knows, after all, the ancients were so good at playing.

Among them, the old man was about fifty or sixty years old, with a ricket body, wrinkles and age spots on his face, mottled head, a long white beard hanging, and a small braid tied with a fine linen rope. At this time, he was looking at him standing outside the room in a panic, his face trembling, and Ruo Ruowu blocked the young woman behind him.

Anyang lightly glanced at the woman behind him.

This woman is indeed quite young, at most about twenty years old, but according to the practice of the ancients, it may be fifteen or sixteen years old, but her complexion looks much more mature.

Or rather...more old.

Although this woman is not ugly, she is pure and beautiful, but she can't hook up with any ancient beauties who are graceful, graceful, and smiling. On the contrary, her skin is quite fair, which is different from the usual skin of ancient rural women, and she only wears common clothes. If she dresses up a little, she may be really beautiful.

No wonder the old man was so frightened...

Anyang sorted out his expression, stood there and said, "Don't be afraid of the old man, I'm not a bad person, I just passed by this place and wanted to ask which direction Mount Emei is."

The old man trembled, hesitated for a moment, and then pointed in the direction he came from: "E... Emei, go over there."

Anyang's face darkened slightly.

It went the other way.

Anyang thanked the old man and didn't look at the woman again, for fear of causing the old man to be nervous again, he turned around and walked back.

At this time, the old man didn't seem to think that he was a bad person, and he didn't do anything to go beyond his rotten old man and his weak daughter. After hesitating, he asked aloud: "Is Xianggong going to Emei to find immortals, or maybe Go to Jiazhou City?"

puff! ! !

Anyang's heart spewed blood when he heard this title.

Well, he kept his face calm, and said to the old man with a gentle expression: "Exactly, this trip is going to Jiazhou City."

"I can't go there, there's a war going on there. I heard that Luo Laogui's soldiers and horses are all coming here, so the villagers rushed to pack their things and ran south. If Xianggong goes to Jiazhou City, he will definitely meet him. They, those people are all bastards, they will kill them when they see them, and the husband should not go!"

"Thank you old man." Anyang cupped his hands.

"No thanks, no thanks, you are born." The old man waved his hands and walked into the house, and by the way, he also brought the woman who had been hiding behind him and peeking at Anyang.

Anyang pursed his lips, feeling a little ashamed.

The reason why he just left without asking anything was because on the one hand he didn't want the old man to misunderstand that he was a bad person or had plans for his daughter, and on the other hand, he was too lazy to bother about his own business. But I didn't expect to be kindly reminded by the old man, and didn't count the return.

What does he compare to?

Ruled three worlds, served as emperor three times, practiced the Tao for hundreds of years, and has a stable mind. Is this all going to the dog?

Anyang's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he walked away.

Along the way, I can meet several villages, and I can also meet civilians fleeing south. Most of them are dressed in rags, and their expressions are full of panic. They seem to be very afraid of the soldiers and horses of the old ghost.

These people helped him to pinpoint the direction.

Anyang was not in a hurry and walked step by step.

Basically, the closer you are to Mount Emei, the more people flee with their families, and even the villages are empty at the back.

Along the way, I could occasionally see the scene of a family squatting on the side of the road and crying. Anyang asked only to know that they had just been robbed by the green forest robbers on the mountain, and the whole family’s property was looted. Sometimes you can see a few fresh or faintly smelly corpses, probably killed by those so-called green forest heroes.

Yizhou Mountain has many difficult roads, and there have been many bandits since ancient times.

It is naturally difficult for people living in peaceful times to understand the situation where there are corpses on the road, and it is also difficult to understand the tragedy of a family fleeing with all their property, but being robbed by robbers.

Anyang walked faster and faster, and finally arrived at Jiazhou City.

This city can only be seen in outline from a distance, and its scale is naturally incomparable with modern cities. Anyone who has been to the ancient city knows that most ancient cities are very small.

When Anyang approached, he found that this ancient and poverty-stricken city had been looted by war.

There were corpses piled up on the ground under the city gate, bloody, and halberds and arrows were stuck everywhere on the ground. You could see from the cloth armor on the soldiers that they had different camps.

The amputated limbs are displayed, just like a scene of hell.

The gates of the city were also guarded by people wearing khaki and blue headscarves, and the city walls were also full of these people.

But at first glance they were not the city guards.

Anyang didn't want to alarm these people for no reason, and didn't want to cause unnecessary conflicts, so he disappeared and walked into the city.

Inside is the real hell.

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