Chapter 287 Asking for directions

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At this time, Lu Xiaotian has turned into a young monk with a fair complexion and a bit of a scholarly temperament, holding a white jade folding fan in his hand. This folding fan is also a high-grade magic weapon, and now he has a lot of magic weapons in his hand, and it just so happens that this fan suits his current image, so he took it out directly.

In the distance, under the Qingyang Village is a lively market. There are many immortal cultivators passing by, ranging from high to low cultivation levels, and there are also some porters, ordinary people who push firewood with carts.

Lu Xiaotian landed from the sky under a lush locust tree, under the tree there was a skinny old man, dressed as an outsider, and several laborers who were carrying goods were resting under the tree to enjoy the shade. Suddenly, he saw a handsome young man approaching from the sky, he hurriedly got up, straightened his clothes, and bowed to Lu Xiaotian to salute.

"The little old man has seen the fairy elder!"

"Well, don't be too polite, this is the first time I pass by here, old man, do you know what this place is?" Lu Xiaotian asked, shaking his fan.

Seeing that Lu Xiaotian didn't have the domineering and overbearing arrogance of some immortals, the old man and a few bearers heaved a sigh of relief.

"The little old man came from far away to join Gouzi, and he is not familiar with the place of life. But Quanzi is also a person who cultivates immortals, but Gouzi's ability is average, and he doesn't have the ability to fly into the sky and escape from the earth like a fairy. But the little old man is just a mortal. Of course, Gouzi knows better than Gouzi. Counting the time, if there is still a stick of incense, Gouzi will bring someone to meet him. If the Immortal Elder is not in a hurry, why don’t you ask after Gouzi arrives?” the old man said in a respectful tone typical.

"Alright, then I'll wait here for a while." Lu Xiaotian nodded, looking at the surrounding environment with his eyes. Although the soul in the Forbidden Soul Orb roughly explained the route forward, he was not particularly familiar with the places he passed along the way. According to Na Yuanshen, some years have passed. And that Yuanshen has his own thoughts after all, so Lu Xiaotian naturally can't listen to his one-sided words and run to a dangerous place rashly.

It is a good choice to ask a monk occasionally on the way. Some foundation building monks have a deep heart, and they may not always tell the truth. This kind of thing is too common in the world of cultivating immortals. On the contrary, it may be much better to ask some people with low cultivation bases, or ordinary people who are familiar with the local conditions. After all, these people dare not be sloppy with him out of awe of people with high cultivation bases. Even if the news is not comprehensive, at least it is rare for Qi refining monks to dare to lie to Foundation Establishment monks. Even if he is an outsider, he still has an absolute deterrent to Qi refining monks.

The time said by the old man is very accurate, it is not close to the time of a stick of incense. A third-tier black bear is riding under a seat, with a blue flagon hanging from his waist. Come here quickly.

It's just that the Tier 3 black bear felt the faint coercion released from Lu Xiaotian's body first. It scratched the ground a few times with its two fat front paws, and didn't dare to step forward with a look of fear.

The middle-aged man was taken aback. The spirit beast under him had a stronger sense of crisis than him. There was only one possibility to make the black bear so fearful. He saluted and said, "Junior Zhou Daxiong, I have met senior!"

Zhou Daxiong was a little puzzled, he had never seen such a young foundation cultivator before, with his cultivation level and status, even if he wanted to curry favor with a foundation cultivator, he would have no chance at all, but now one of them came to his door, what happened? There must be a demon if there is an abnormality, but he has never had such a strong foundation builder.

"Ask you something, I don't mind wasting your time." Seeing the cautious look of the middle-aged man, Lu Xiaotian felt a little bit emotional. The strict hierarchy in the world of cultivating immortals is not like that of ordinary people. Official rank to prove identity to others. In fact, even if one of the immortal cultivators has a position similar to that in the Loose Cultivation Alliance, if he does not have the corresponding strength, he will not be respected wherever he goes. Unless someone is an alchemist or a craftsman, they don't need absolute cultivation to speak.

"I don't mind, I don't mind. The senior just asks, but the junior must know everything and talk endlessly!" The middle-aged man said quickly, and at the same time he was relieved. No matter what, fortunately, he didn't come to trouble him.

"Is there a Yinfeng Valley near here?" Lu Xiaotian asked.

"Yinfenggu? Where are you going, senior?" Hearing the words Yinfenggu, the middle-aged man suddenly turned pale.

"Am I asking you or are you asking me?" Lu Xiaotian asked with a serious face.

Hearing Lu Xiaotian's displeased tone, the middle-aged man suddenly sweated on his forehead, and hurriedly wiped his forehead and said, "Forgive me, senior, Yinfeng Valley is not near here, but in a dark place about five hundred miles away. In the mountains, fly from Qingyang Town to the northwest. With the strength of the seniors, you must fly over there and feel the evil spirit soaring to the sky. Don't be afraid of the jokes of the seniors. When I was young and energetic, I used to I made a bet with someone that I wanted to go to Yinfeng Valley, but because my strength was too low, I was scared back by the strong evil power inside before I reached Yinfeng Valley."

"Well, although you haven't been there, have you heard some rumors about Yinfeng Valley?" Lu Xiaotian nodded, and then asked again.

"Rumours? There are some." Perhaps he asked about the itching of the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man is also a person who talks a lot, so he immediately poured out some hearsay and rumors to Lu Xiaotian. Seeing that, several bearers nearby were surprised. Originally, they sent the old man here to join Xiuxian's son, and they thought he was a person full of immortality and spirit. Unexpectedly, they were no different from those chatterboxes they usually saw drinking in restaurants. On the contrary, the young man in front of him has an extraordinary temperament. A few bearers couldn't help thinking that it was no wonder they had to be called seniors, because they already looked like seniors just by looking at them.

Hearing the middle-aged man's spittle, and telling all kinds of things, Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but smile bitterly, it seems that he may have asked the wrong person. The rude-looking middle-aged man in front of him, with a wine gourd hanging from his waist, is obviously a good wine drinker. He is still in a state of not drinking, if he really drinks too much, Lu Xiaotian can't even imagine what this guy looks like when he is drunk.

"I heard that there is a flying corpse, which is even more powerful. It flies into the sky and hides from the ground, omnipotent, and breathes out a kind of blue fire, hot and cold."

Lu Xiaotian's eyes flashed, what he said was a bit like the long-extinct silver corpse, but some could match the rumored ones, and some could not. Although I feel that the middle-aged man in front of me is not very reliable, but Lu Xiaotian still listens patiently. Usually, this kind of person will not lie. As for how much value is in the words, it is worth considering, then he will use his own ability to distinguish .