When the Great Dao Dies, I Remain; When Spiritual Energy Withers, I Endure

Chapter 160: Two Years of Seeking Change, Encountering Snowstorm on the Road

The first year of seeking change.

All the monks in the world have a heart for reform.

Some people are full of confidence, while others are crestfallen.

After having the last glass of wine with Chen Zhuang, this old friend whom he hadn't seen for a long time took the lead in saying goodbye and leaving Yifeng City.

The swordsman did not stay long.

Although Yifeng City is prosperous, the water is too deep. From now on, it will serve as a place for exchanges of reforms from various places.

It is not advisable to stay for a long time.

However, although it was not advisable to stay for a long time, the swordsman still stayed for a long time compared to other monks. He stayed in Yifeng City for a full week.

During this week, most of the time was idle.

A few days before leaving.

The swordsman replaced the saddle and horseshoes for the little donkey... and spent a lot of money. When handing over the money, the swordsman touched the bag and found that it was almost empty. After squandering day and night, the five hundred taels of silver were finally seen. Bottom.

The last two taels were used to buy a gourd of wine, a white coat and a gray donkey, and then bid farewell to this big city.

After leaving the city gate and walking on the official road, the swordsman patted the little donkey's head and sighed: "Beautiful lady, beautiful lady."

"From now on, we will be poor."

The little donkey blinked, not understanding what this meant.

After leaving Yifeng City, the swordsman hesitated at a fork in the road.

Should he return the same way he came, or take this opportunity to wander around the Cauldron Territory?

For him, any road is fine, but the little donkey doesn't want to go back the same way.

It wanted to see the big world. Its eyes were round and it made a purring sound. It wanted to tell the swordsman that some time ago, it heard that there was a landform that was full of water and was boundless. It wanted to see it.

The swordsman touched its head, smiled faintly, and then went to see the sea.

The little donkey jumped up and down happily.

But the swordsman gave the donkey a vaccination.

The truly boundless sea is far, far away.

It's a long, long walk.

The little donkey arched its butt.

Whistled.

It seems to be saying: "No problem, I'll carry you."

On the eighth day of the first lunar month of the second year of Qiu Change, it snowed heavily.

The wind is like a knife.

One person and one donkey walked to a village in the mountains.

The donkey finally understood what the original sentence "We are just poor" meant.

The days of spending money like water are gone forever. Sometimes eating and drinking become a problem. Every time he walks for a while, the swordsman has to find a job in the town to earn some money for wine and meat.

Donkeys are born with intelligence. When passing through a town, they saw two naughty monkeys performing acrobatics there, attracting passers-by to watch. After the performance, passers-by who had extra money would invest money one after another, and they would not hesitate to give away a few cents. It was a money show. Some scraps of silver are totally worthless to a "rich and wealthy" donkey.

But forced by reality, he planned to learn two tricks secretly, otherwise he was worried that he would starve to death with his master. However, his talent was limited. After trying to learn for three days, he found that the monkey tricks did not work on him.

I missed the opportunity to make money and felt sad for a long time.

The swordsman asked him to relax, but it really didn't work. With his ability, there were many ways to make money. If that didn't work, he could just be a charlatan and take orders, so he could live happily for a few more days.

The journey is never easy, but the little donkey's desire to "see the sea" becomes stronger and stronger. It cannot imagine what the "sea" is to it.

The wind and snow were getting heavier and heavier, almost abnormally heavy.

Even the swordsman grinned and cursed, "Why are you so mean?"

There is an inconspicuous small village among the mountains. Standing on a high mountain a few miles away and looking at this place, you can only see a little darkness.

After walking for a whole day, I arrived at the village. I knocked on the door and saw a woman coming out to greet me. When the woman saw the swordsman, she inevitably looked at him. When she saw the swordsman's face was soft and handsome, she reminded him: "Master, you Leave quickly, don’t think about staying overnight.”

The swordsman asked curiously why.

The woman pointed to the snow-capped mountains above.

The wind and snow have been surprisingly strong this year, and it will continue to blow like this all night.

Avalanches may not be impossible.

If the swordsman rode a donkey, carried the wind and snow, and walked for a day and a night, he would be able to reach the town. It would be better than staying here for the night.

The swordsman was right at first sight, but finally, seeing such a small village, he discussed with the woman whether he could go in and stay for a few hours, then warm up and leave.

The woman agreed.

It wasn't long before the swordsman entered the house to warm up.

Men in the village, wearing coarse linen clothes woven by themselves, looking at various farm tools, came to the door.

It turned out that this woman was the village chief's wife.

The village chief is gathering the men in the village to deal with today's blizzard.

The meeting was very heated. There were two main different voices. One voice advocated shoveling snow on the mountain, and the other voice advocated temporarily evacuating the village.

How the meeting went, the swordsman didn't know.

Because halfway through, he left on his donkey.

But before leaving, the woman was kind enough to take two hot cakes and gave them to the swordsman as dry food.

The swordsman was stunned for a moment, and the woman explained that in this wind and snow, a day and night's journey was not easy. In the past few years, several Jianghu travelers had come here and wanted to stay overnight, but they were worried about avalanches, so they didn't. They were allowed to stay overnight, but when the villagers shoveled the snow to clear the way for the next spring, they discovered that many Jianghu people had frozen to death on the road. It was a lie to say that they didn't feel guilty.

So the woman specially heated up two pieces of rough cake, ate them, and walked to the nearby town without difficulty.

After hearing this, Li Changxiao smiled and thanked the woman twice, then left the village.

Not long after leaving the village.

The more Li Changxiao thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. The wind and snow were really too strong. Although he had not studied geography and feng shui specifically, he had learned a little bit about it after years of practice. This village was surrounded by mountains and the climate was warm. Logically, there shouldn't be such heavy snow.

Let's listen to what the woman said. The wind and snow here have been a disaster for more than one or two years, but since childhood.

The more Li Changxiao thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. Maybe there was something else here.

In the interval when the wind and snow stopped for a while.

One man and one donkey shared the coarse cake while it was still hot. The swordsman stepped on the ground, recalling the past, and the spiritual energy surged into his eyes. His eyesight increased, and he explored the surroundings.

This time, he really found some interesting clues.

First of all, this place is surrounded by mountains, and the mountains are rugged, but because of the wind and snow that blocked people's eyes, it was all white, so he didn't notice it at first.

After using the magic to detect the pupil, Li Changxiao saw that the mountains here had traces of a battle between powerful people. The broken cliffs of the towering snow mountain in front were not the work of nature, but more like the work of a powerful person.

This place is in Baolaizhou in Dingyu.

According to legend, this Baolaizhou.

There was a Fengxue Venerable who fell, which caused a great sensation.

Li Changxiao didn't know the inside story of this matter, but combined with the situation here, he might be able to find some interesting things.

Li Changxiao took a sip of wine, warmed his body, squinted his eyes, and went to look for treasures.

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