Chapter 109: Acquaintance

Black pine forest.

Chen Luo sat in front of a cave to rest.

Ever since he killed the casual cultivator Wan Ming that day, he has been on the run. Relying on the obsession left by Wan Ming before his death, he successfully avoided several key search points. He also successfully took away some resources left by Wan Ming before his death, and recovered a little blood.

But obsession is only obsession after all, not a complete memory.

Two days ago, Chen Luo encountered a battle in the black pine forest. He almost capsized in the gutter with three casual cultivators in the late stage of Qi Refining.

He also saw the ferocity of casual cultivators in fighting.

Many of their skills were summed up in the process of fighting, which is completely different from what they learned in Shenhu Xianmen.

"Those few people must have valuable things on them just now, what a pity"

Chen Luo's eyes flashed with a trace of regret.

After a short rest, he stood up again and fled to the south.

Although he had not met the enemy who was chasing him, the brains of the two foundation-building cultivators had been giving him warnings, and even the brains of the mummy gave feedback.

Danger!

In this situation, Chen Luo didn't dare to stay in one place for a long time.

He went south along the river.

After walking for about half a day, the sky became gloomy.

The south has entered the rainy season.

Chen Luo used bamboo to weave a raincoat for himself and continued to move forward in the heavy rain.

The heavy rain washed away the traces of his escape. In the rain, he could clearly feel that the breath of pursuit behind him had weakened. One of the two foundation-building brains no longer gave an alarm.

After running for so long, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's spring rain!!"

On the distant hillside, the joyful voices of the farmers in Changnan spread far away.

Chen Luo was like a ghost in the rain, stepping on the leaves. Hearing the sound, he looked back and saw a small village over there. There were several acres of paddy fields at the entrance of the village, and the old farmer was standing in the water shouting. The young farmer and his wife next to him were bending over to plant seedlings, and the scene was like a poem and painting.

Stepping on the leaves, Chen Luo rested for a while.

He took out a Qi-nourishing Pill and swallowed it to replenish his consumption.

Then he cheered up, identified the direction, and continued to escape.

During the process, he called on the brain of the casual cultivator Wan Ming to restrain his own breath. The way to restrain the breath is in the brain of the casual cultivator Wan Ming. I don’t know if all casual cultivators are so cautious. Even if they are dead, they still keep the habit of hiding their breath in their brains.

About two hours after Chen Luo left.

A young man in black clothes and a black-haired zombie appeared at the mountain pass. After arriving here, the breath became weak. After being washed by the rain, the breath could no longer be sensed. Even the black-haired zombie could not smell it.

"I can't sense it."

The disciple of the Corpse-raising Sect stood at the edge of the mud, his face a little ugly.

He chased all the way, and when he was closest, he had already smelled the smell on the other party. In the end, when he rushed over, he only saw three bodies of the killed casual cultivators. The disciple of the Shenhu Xianmen seemed to be able to see his position, and he was almost there every time.

After chasing for several days, he didn't even see what the other party looked like.

"Don't let me meet you."

The disciple of the Corpse-raising Sect raised his hand and slapped the tree trunk next to him.

The dark poison palm corroded the tree trunk in an instant, and the dark poison gas eroded and spread, emitting a hissing white smoke. In the blink of an eye, the tree trunk was corroded, and the tree on it fell down with a loud bang.

This is the 'Corpse Poison Hand', the unique magical power of the Corpse-raising Sect.

This disciple can practice the Corpse Poison Hand to this extent, and his status in the Corpse-raising Sect must be not low.

Half a month later.

Chen Luo successfully escaped the blockade of the two sects, found a remote small market on the edge of Changnan Country, and boarded the cross-domain flying boat after paying the spirit stone.

After several twists and turns, he finally arrived at the border of She Country.

But when he really arrived in She Country, Chen Luo didn't know how to get out.

Wuwei Zhenren didn't know how many years he hadn't come down the mountain. Chen Luo arrived at the place he said, but found that this was not Beijiang Village at all, but a place called Mushan City.

Chen Luo asked many people here, but no one had heard of Beijiang Village.

Unwilling to give up, he went to the City Lord's Mansion again and looked through all the files of the City Lord's Mansion.

The result was still the same.

Beijiang Village did not exist at all. The files could not find anything about things that happened more than two hundred years ago.

There is a Beigou Village, but there are no people with the surname Qi in that place.

"Could it be that I remembered the wrong place?"

Chen Luo stood in Mushan City, not knowing what to do next for a while.

Shenhu Xianmen had already started to get in chaos, and he could not ask at this time, so he could only take it one step at a time.

He had to find the person, and if it didn't work, he would go to the Sheguo Palace and ask the royal family to help him find him.

As a master of the ninth level of Qi training, he still had this confidence.

"Junior Brother Chen?!"

A voice sounded.

Chen Luo was also a little surprised. He turned around and saw an acquaintance.

"Senior Brother Hu?"

The person who came was Senior Brother Hu Qiudao, who took him and Huang Ying and others up the mountain when they first entered the sect! Hu Qiudao went down the mountain last year, but Chen Luo was busy earning spirit stones and didn't go to see him off. He didn't expect to meet him again here after a round trip.

"It's you! Why did you come to Mushan City?" Hu Qiudao was full of surprise.

Chen Luo then saw that Hu Qiudao was accompanied by two women besides himself.

This senior brother who used to pick up newcomers on the mountain became the master of a wealthy family after he came to the mortal world. Judging from the attire of these two women, they should be Hu Qiudao's family members.

"This is my wife Junru, and this is her sister Junya."

Sensing Chen Luo's gaze, Hu Qiudao introduced the two of them with a smile.

When talking about his sister-in-law Junya, he even touched Chen Luo. That mean expression reminded him of his experience when he called him 'senior' and was asked a question in return when he first went public.

This guy is still so mean.

"It turns out to be my sister-in-law and Miss Junya."

Chen Luo smiled and said hello.

Meeting familiar people suddenly in a strange place still feels very friendly. Especially when they were in the mountains, Hu Qiudao had a pretty good relationship with him.

"I've seen the immortal."

Jun Ru and Jun Ya bowed to Chen Luo cautiously.

Both of them knew Hu Qiudao's identity, and naturally they also knew what his junior brother meant. Although in the world of immortality, the Divine Lake Immortal Sect is in turmoil, in the mortal world, the Divine Lake Immortal Sect is still the dominant one. This influence will not spread to the world of ordinary people until the sect is completely defeated.

"Why did you come to Mushan City? Are you from our side too?"

Hu Qiudao waved his hand, signaling the two of them to leave first.

After not seeing each other for more than a year, Hu Qiudao took Chen Luo to a restaurant and ordered a table full of delicious food and wine.

Chen Luo briefly described the task assigned to him by Master Wuwei.

"Beijiang Village"

Hearing this name, Hu Qiudao started to think.

"Senior brother, have you heard of it?"

Chen Luo perked up upon seeing this.

Originally, he had given up all hope, but he didn't expect the clues to come to him. It’s true that there is no way out, but there is another village with dark flowers and bright flowers! Compared to the mortal world, immortal cultivators have the most accurate information.

"There was indeed such a place, but it was more than two hundred years ago."

Hu Qiudao really knew such a place.

He also heard it from his family elders, but he couldn't remember the specific details.

Hu Qiudao's family is a local immortal cultivating family, and the patriarch is a strong man who has perfected his Qi refining skills. In Mushan City, he can basically be regarded as a well-deserved local emperor, and his words are more effective than the emperor.

After having the clues, Chen Luo naturally did not waste any more time. He pulled Hu Qiudao and asked him to take him to Beijiang Village.

At Chen Luo's request, the two of them hurried back to Hu's house after eating half of the food and wine.

The current head of the Hu family is Hu Qiudao's grandfather, a monk who has perfected his Qi practice.

The visit of Chen Luo, an official disciple of the Immortal Sect, alarmed the entire Hu family. The middle door was opened solemnly to welcome him. This also gave Chen Luo a clearer understanding of the identity of the disciples of the Immortal Sect.

Especially in the realm of the Three Kingdoms, the disciples of the Shenhu Immortal Sect are like their masters. Everyone must bow their heads when they see the disciples of the Shenhu Immortal Sect.

"The clues about Beijiang Village are indeed recorded. I beg you, please take this distinguished guest to the study to look for them."

After hearing Chen Luo's intention, the head of the Hu family immediately asked Hu Qiudao to take him to the study.

The Hu family's study room was larger than Chen Luo expected.

The two searched inside for a long time and finally found the clue they wanted.

‘Beijiang Village is the predecessor of the Xishan District of Mushan City. Two hundred years ago, there was a famine, and the imperial court provided disaster relief. Later, five nearby villages were merged into one town, named Xishan Town, and then the three towns were merged and named Mushan City. Xishan Town became Xishan District. ’

"There was also a famine. It's been so long and I don't know if anyone has survived."

Chen Luo thought of Master Wuwei in his mind.

He didn't know what the connection between Master Wuwei and this Beijiang Village was, but it was certainly not easy for him to remember events that took place over two hundred years ago. To this end, he also sent a painting and a foundation-building insight, which was not a low price.

"It's been two hundred years, so it's really difficult to find it." Hu Qiudao also saw the file.

"You will most likely fail in this mission."

He was not very optimistic about Chen Luo's mission.

There is no time to cultivate immortality.

When he was in the sect, he also performed many similar tasks. Those foundation-building elders live to be five hundred years old. To ordinary people, they are like immortal immortals who are always there. These people occasionally think of some mortal relatives and will issue some similar small tasks.

Some of these tasks can find people, and some can't even find places.

More than two hundred years is too long for the world of ordinary people. Based on the average lifespan of the people in She country, three generations have passed away.

"I'll go take a look first."

Chen Luo didn't have any good ideas. It was rare to find a clue, so he had to go and investigate to feel relieved.

In particular, it also involves foundation-building inheritance.

Taking the clues he needed, Chen Luo went to the front hall in person to thank Hu Qiudao's grandfather. The only strong man in the Hu family who had perfected Qi refining, he was very polite when facing Chen Luo. He didn't turn around until he was sent to the door. Go back to the house.

"Please, your junior brother is not simple."

Inside the room, the old man said to Hu Qiudao.

A person who can create a family of immortals naturally has good eyesight. He could see Chen Luo's cultivation level as early as the first time he walked in the door.

Ninth level of Qi refining!

According to Hu Qiudao, Chen Luo had only been in the industry for a little over a year. Geniuses who can reach the ninth level of Qi training in more than a year are very likely to succeed in building a foundation in the future.

It is natural to make friends with such people in advance.

"What's not simple?"

Hu Qiudao was a little slow to react.

His cultivation was still at the sixth level of Qi Refining, and he could not tell how deep Chen Luo was, so he just thought he had hidden his cultivation.

"In the future, you can get along with him more and build up a relationship."

The old man looked at his grandson and couldn't help but sigh.

Hu Qiudao's aptitude was neither good nor bad.

He had four medium spiritual roots.

This kind of aptitude had the hope of staying in the inner sect, but Hu Qiudao failed. He did not earn too many resources when he was in the sect. He was busy with tasks every day, so that after three years, he was still only in the middle stage of Qi Refining. This is also the norm for most cultivators. Not everyone can easily earn so many resources like Huang Ying, who has Chen Luo and Senior Sister Shen as his backers.

It is not so easy to break through the barrier from the middle stage of Qi Refining to the late stage of Qi Refining.

There are many people who have been stuck for ten years.

After leaving the Hu family, Chen Luo went directly to Xishan District.

The streets here are very wide and clean.

It was just not very popular, and the two rows of streets were deserted. When Chen Luo came over, a shop owner was sitting at the door of his shop and yawning. There was a bird cage hanging on the eaves next to him, chirping, and life was quite leisurely.

Chen Luo walked around and didn't see anyone, so he came to the door of the shop and asked the owner.

"Shopkeeper, I want to ask you about someone."

"I don't know."

The boss shook his recliner and replied without listening.

"Ten taels of silver."

Chen Luo took out a silver ingot from his sleeve and put it on the table next to him.

These things were taken from the treasure point of the casual cultivator Wan Ming, and he had a lot of them.

'Silver, silver, there is silver'

The bird in the bird cage next to him immediately cried excitedly.

"Excuse me, sir!"

Hearing the sound of silver, the shop owner who was still dozing off a second ago, flipped over from the chair like a corpse the next moment.

He put the silver into his arms, and the expression on his face turned into a flattering smile.

"Have you heard of Beijiang Village?"

"No."

For the sake of money, the shop owner carefully recalled for a long time before answering seriously.

"Have you heard of the name Qi Boyun? Qi Tong's Qi." Chen Luo asked the information he wanted to find out.

The name Qi Boyun was what he saw in the Hu family study.

But the Hu family study only recorded this much. After all, it was not an important family, and it was already lucky to find a name.

"Qi Boyun"

The shop owner thought for a while, pointed to an old house on the left, and said.

"I have heard of a man named Qi Boyun, but the surname doesn't match, but you can go over and ask, his house is over there."