Chapter 110: Meeting Master Muqin and His Disciples Again in Focheng

Gradually.

The Su family's idiot talked more and more, and was no different from a normal person.

A monk came from the Western Regions, so he spent a lot of money to invite him to his home to ask for the meaning of Buddhist scriptures.

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From the monks, I learned that in the distant Western Regions.

That magical land.

There is no country there.

There are only large and small Buddhists with different doctrines.

The collision of ideas.

He was moved.

An idea came to his mind, that is, to go there and take a look, learn the most advanced Buddhist scriptures, and then bring them back to the Lingtian Dynasty.

On the day he turned eighteen.

He told his father about this idea that had been in his heart for a long time.

At that time, his father was already very old.

The old man who had been rich for half his life sighed, was silent for a long time, and finally agreed.

He spent a lot of money.

He sent a letter to the Jianghu.

Select a trustworthy person from the martial arts world to escort the Su family's idiot to the Western Regions.

A large sum of money will always bring a brave man, and there are many people from the martial arts world who recommend themselves.

It took three months to select.

The selected people are all top-notch in terms of character, martial arts, family background, and origin.

The Su family is a big family, and there is no telling how many storms they will encounter on the road.

So, it is naturally impossible to just set off stupidly.

The old man of the Su family thought of a plan.

Spend some more money to recruit some people with similar figures to the young master of the Su family, and let them also travel to the Western Regions, and also have a team to escort them.

This will confuse people.

Let those with ulterior motives not be able to distinguish between the true and the false. I don't know which team the young master of the Su family is in.

Li Changxiao is very lucky.

Originally, he planned to walk to the Western Regions.

But because he stayed in Changwu City for a few more days, after learning about these news, he volunteered to go for the interview.

The scene of the interview was really crowded.

Although traveling to the Western Regions requires passing through the desert, it sounds very hard.

In fact, there is a team escorting, which is very easy, and there is also a guarantee of safety. Moreover, there is no need to worry about money on the road, and you can buy almost anything you want.

The Su family is very rich.

The housekeeper of the Su family just glanced and screened out 90% of the interviewees.

There were less than ten people left.

These ten people, including Li Changxiao, were all tall and straight-backed.

Next, enter the second round of selection.

It is a test of behavior habits and character.

In the end, Li Changxiao succeeded and became the 18th son of the Su family.

Along the way.

Basically, there is no need to walk.

Eight-lift sedan chair, good wine and good food, provided.

There are more than ten servants and nine famous Jianghu masters escorting.

But there is one condition, that is, you have to wear a black and white mask to cover your face.

It must not be taken off for a moment.

Until returning from the Western Regions.

The housekeeper asked Li Changxiao to swear that if he was unwilling to comply with this, then please go back.

Li Changxiao was not a fool. He patted his chest and made a promise. He took money to help others eliminate disasters... er, no, it should be to help others prevent disasters. He valued his promises the most. If he said he would not take it off, he would not take it off.

Seeing that he was quite sensible, the housekeeper nodded and arranged for him to leave the city in three days and officially go to the Western Regions.

On the eve of departure.

The housekeeper asked Li Changxiao to change his clothes.

A black brocade robe embroidered with cloud patterns.

Only in this way can he match the identity of the young master of the Su family.

The real name of the young master of the Su family is Su Yun, so along the way, the escort team would also call him Su Yun.

Li Changxiao wore a black and white mask on his face, a black brocade robe with cloud patterns, and sat on a handsome Ferghana horse, and swaggered out of the city.

Surrounded by martial arts masters on both sides, and followed by a carriage carrying some daily necessities.

He just walked out of the city in such a swagger.

Speaking of which.

He had never enjoyed such glory before, and thought that it would be interesting to take this opportunity to enjoy it.

Soon, the team left Changwu City.

Headed westward.

As the saying goes, if you take money from others, you should help them get rid of disasters.

Li Changxiao played Su Yun and went to the Western Regions, so he naturally had to pretend to be more like him.

He fully demonstrated the pampering of a rich kid.

He drank nectar and hung expensive jade pendants and sachets around his waist.

He also bought things along the way, and most of the things were given as rewards to the martial arts masters who accompanied him.

It was about a week's journey.

Li Changxiao's team left Lingtianzhou and bought a few camels in a small town on the edge of the desert. After a short rest, they continued on their way.

The martial arts masters continued to walk together, while the attendants who took care of their daily life returned by the original route. The more people there were, the more troublesome the journey would be.

The desert was very cold at night.

The watermelons in the town were very sweet but also very expensive. Li Changxiao bought twenty of them and hung them on the hump separately, waiting to eat them when he was thirsty.

The next day.

The few people set out again.

The journey was very peaceful, and there were no dangers such as robbery and assassination.

The martial arts masters would occasionally compliment each other.

Li Changxiao would often ask about some of the grievances in the martial arts world.

There was something to talk about, and the journey was not boring, but the sun was really a bit scorching. After walking for a few days, the watermelons were all eaten.

They crossed the desert smoothly.

When they came to a dense forest.

After walking for a distance, a martial arts master with a thick nose suddenly raised his hand and signaled the team to stop.

He sniffed and smelled a faint smell of blood in the air.

He exchanged a glance with his companions, signaling to stay alert, and then rode forward to investigate alone.

He held the reins in one hand and the hilt of the knife in the other.

The remaining masters approached Li Changxiao.

A few minutes later, the man who went forward to investigate came back, indicating that there was no ambush ahead.

But in front, the body of Mr. "Su Yun" was found.

He was stabbed in the throat.

The black and white mask on his face was split in half.

Very miserable.

There are many teams pretending to be Su Yun.

It is inevitable that some people will be unlucky and get hit halfway.

The team changed direction and continued to move forward.

Nothing happened on the road afterwards.

Half a month later.

The group finally arrived in the Western Regions.

This is a countryless land with only temples. As for ordinary people, they are scattered in this vast land.

Occasionally, some settlements can be seen.

The scale is not very large.

The people here all believe in Buddhism.

And in the center of the Western Regions.

There is a magnificent Buddhist city. It is said that the Buddha saw the suffering of all living beings and built this Buddhist city with his own merits. Those who can live in it are all people with great merits and recognized by the Buddha.

It is necessary to pay expensive incense money to enter the city.

Li Changxiao and his party were intercepted by Buddhist soldiers at the gate of the Buddhist city.

These Buddhist soldiers had dark skin, white scarves on their heads, and Buddhist robes. They looked up and down at Li Changxiao and others.

He held a spear in his right hand and knocked the merit box standing on the side of the road with the tail.

"Only those who are sincere to Buddha can enter." The Buddhist soldier said lightly.

"Haha, what is sincerity? Is it paying money?"

A mocking voice came from the back.

A carriage slowly drove over.

I saw a man with a heroic look, sticking his head out of the carriage, his face full of sarcasm.

Since entering the Western Regions, he has seen everything along the way.

A land without a country, a Buddhist city?

Bah!

Even more corrupt than his own Lianmin Pawnshop.

The people who came were naturally the fifth prince of the Lingtian Dynasty, and the master and disciple Muqin Simian.