Chapter 420: War

On the way to Shangyun Kingdom, Ning Wuxie and Xuan'er overheard news about the refugees from the four towns of Dongli.

Not all of them were killed. A large number of people fled the four towns of Dongli and wandered around to survive in groups.

These townspeople were originally decent businessmen, or honest farmers who cultivated their own land. Suddenly, their homes were destroyed and they had nowhere to go but to wander.

Naturally, the government will not care about them and let them fend for themselves. Now that more than half a year has passed, I think there will be a period of time when these people will take the risk and choose the path of robbery, and fall into trouble.

At that time, the officials of Shangyun Kingdom will send troops to destroy them.

Ning Wuxie told everyone the news, and Yan Xiao looked very worried.

He has been cultivating in the Dongli Mountain Strange Fire Tower for more than a hundred years and has a deep relationship with the four towns of Dongli. When he heard the news, he immediately thought of whether Ning Wuxie could be asked to rescue them and bring them to Tianyuan Continent. .

In this way, Tianyuan Continent can gain more popularity, and the people of Dongli Town can also be saved.

Ning Wuxie didn't shirk it. Anyway, he was just running around the world looking for a safe place to practice. He didn't know how many years it would take to reach the Immortal Saint Realm.

So after absorbing and refining the world in the Mourning Blood Knife, he immediately rushed to Dongli State. And called out Yan Xiao and others.

"Split up?"

"Well, if we meet here in an hour, we should all have disguise skills." Wu Yuan asked, and everyone nodded.

They all have spells or charms that can hide their faces, but of course they are not as effective as the Hidden Flame of Strange Fire. Ning Wuxie and Xuan'er, Yan Xiao and Xiao Qiuxian, Wu Yuan and You Youshan searched separately on the streets of Donglizhou.

"Brother, where should we find him?" Xuan'er asked Ning Wuxie.

He thought for a moment and said, "Salt shop."

There are a huge number of refugees in the four towns of Dongli. They are driven away like locusts wherever they go, even by Dongli Prefecture's own government, so they can only hide in the mountains, and in the mountains, the most important material is naturally salt.

There are abundant supplies in the mountains, and there is no shortage of good mountain runners and hunters in the four towns of Dongli. However, salt does not grow from trees, and people cannot help but eat salt.

Ning Wuxie and Xuan'er approached a salt shop with a plaque saying "Li Ji Salt Factory". In the lower right corner of the name on the plaque, there was a small box with the word "official" written inside.

It seems that this is one of the salt shops licensed by the Shangyun Kingdom.

Ning Wuxie and Xuan'er walked over hand in hand. Before they crossed the threshold, they heard noise coming from inside.

"Your Majesty, my good Prince! It's really gone. All my salt has been bought by Adjutant Chen!"

"You idiot! I am a descendant of the imperial court, and my rank is much higher than that of a magistrate! You actually sold the salt to him?!"

In front of the counter, I saw a fat man wearing a green brocade python robe yelling angrily. The shopkeeper with a mustache nodded and bowed in front of him, and kept bowing and apologizing.

"Your Majesty, calm down. After all, I am from Dongli Prefecture. I am under the jurisdiction of Xu Zhizhou every day. This county magistrate is not as good as the current one. How can I go against others' wishes..."

"Damn it, I'm going to play for him tomorrow!"

The fat prince yelled and cursed for a while, and finally turned around and left with a wave of his sleeves. Ning Wuxie and Xuan'er stood by the door, watching the conflict finally end, and came to the counter.

The shopkeeper who had just smiled humbly now had a cold face and waved his hand impatiently: "Go, go, all the salt is sold out, we are closing now."

"I don't want to buy salt. I want to inquire about something." Ning Wuxie said.

"You kid, do you think this is a tavern?!"

It seemed that the shopkeeper's good temper had been exhausted by just nodding and groveling. He immediately exploded when he heard this. "Get out of here quickly, this is an official salt store, can I tell you which adult I sell salt to?"

Bang bang! The door of the salt store suddenly closed automatically. Ning Wuxie stopped talking and released a hint of coercion.

"Immortal, Immortal, Immortal, Immortal, Immortal, Immortal! I'm wrong, I'll tell you whatever you want to know!"

The shopkeeper was kneeling on the ground, his mouth trembling like a machine gun.

Soon, Ning Wuxie asked for the news she wanted. The refugees in Dongli Town are not considered rogues at the moment. There must be more than one of them coming to the city to buy salt, and they will not hide their identities. Ning Wuxie directly asked if anyone claiming to be a refugee from the four towns of Dongli had come to buy anything.

"Yes, I did, but at that time, Adjutant Li had already taken away all my salt, and I didn't have any more to give to them. I asked them to go to Zhu Ji in the west of the city to have a look, and they left."

Shopkeeper Li, who sells salt, said tremblingly.

"But...Zhu Ji probably doesn't have it either. All the salt in the city has been collected by Master Zhizhou, so I just sent them away..."

Ning Wuxie frowned, "Adjutant Li, and that prince, what's going on."

"This..." The shopkeeper looked troubled, "It's really hard to say. What is the origin of Master Xian?"

"I am a disciple of Confucianism." Ning Wuxie showed off his Confucian jade pendant.

There is no distinctive mark on the jade pendant, and others cannot tell that Ning Wuxie is one of the top ten literary saints - of course, I still don't know if he is, but I can only confirm that he is indeed a member of Confucianism.

"Oh! Then, I'll be relieved." The shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief, "Actually... I also heard, um, I heard... it seems that the Shangyun Dynasty is preparing to send troops to the Dayu Dynasty!"

"Huh?" Ning Wuxie was shocked. This news was something he didn't expect.

Is there going to be a war?

"Master Xian doesn't know yet? The divine beasts of the Shangyun Dynasty and the Dachu Dynasty were resurrected not long ago! The two countries have directly increased their strength, and with Yuchi Songxu's death in the Ten Thousand Mountains, Dayu is completely leaderless. Dachu, Xuanqin, and Shangyun are ready to unite to attack it!"

Looking at Ning Wuxie's somewhat stunned expression, the shopkeeper continued: "The prince just now, Ouyang Ao, just wanted to take this opportunity to make a fortune in the national crisis! He ran to my side and wanted to force me to sell salt to him, and then he would resell it to the army at a high price!"

He smiled smugly, "Fortunately, Xu Zhizhou has foresight and sent his adjutant to take away all the salt."

Ning Wuxie was silent, thinking about the news.

A war is about to start, and it's a war that will end with all four dynasties!

This shows that the checks and balances between the dynasties of Confucianism have completely failed. Dayu is like the first domino to fall. The situation in the world has been in chaos and it is out of control.

"Why did the war start?"

"Well... it's very complicated, I don't understand it very well, but there are various factors..."

The shopkeeper hesitantly explained something, just like the kind of remarks that are often heard in the tavern, some truth, but not much.

Ning Wuxie vaguely sensed some reasons, which may have a lot to do with his actions in the past few decades.

"Master Xian?" Seeing Ning Wuxie in deep thought, the shopkeeper asked, "Master Xian, are you going to negotiate on behalf of Confucianism? Or fight with the army?"

"Well... yes, where are the troops gathering?" Ning Wuxie asked.

"I don't know, but the border between Shangyun and Dayu is just a little bit of Beizezhou, it should be there..."

Ning Wuxie nodded, threw out a few taels of silver, and turned to leave.

"War is about to start..." Ning Wuxie held Xuan'er's hand and whispered, "We lived for 500 years in our previous life, and there was no such a big war."

"Yes, the secular situation in Lingwu Continent in the previous life was quite stable. Why is it suddenly..."

"Did you kill Yuchi Songxu in the previous life?" Ning Wuxie asked Xuan'er.

"Yes."

"Tsk... Then why are all the countries suddenly going to war against Dayu now that Yuchi Songxu is dead? The timing of death is wrong?"

A butterfly fluttered its wings, causing a hurricane to blow in a distant place. Ning Wuxie did a lot of things in his rebirth, and perhaps one of them would change the fate of Lingwu Continent forever.

Don't think about this for the time being. Ning Wuxie went to the place where he came from to meet up. He didn't know where to find it for the time being. His original idea was the salt shop, but he heard from Manager Li that all the salt shops in Donglizhou City were empty, and those refugees would never take the life-saving money to drink in the wine shop.

Hmm...not right.

Lin Mo thought of a person. If it was that guy, he might really do this.