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

Chapter 276 Going Around in Circles, Coming and Going

It is said that Li Changxiao was able to find the Qingping sword, and there were actually quite a few twists and turns.

Although he walked aimlessly along the way, it did not mean that he did not do anything practical. He tried to find out the news about the Qingping sword bit by bit, but because it was a long time ago and he fled in a hurry at the time, it was naturally difficult to determine the whereabouts of the Qingping sword.

He went to the lost land and performed the dream extraction technique, but the images obtained by the dream extraction technique were mostly random.

Therefore, he did not get any useful clues.

He used the same trick again, pinched a breath of breeze, picked two white clouds, pinched the sky seal with his hand, and injected it into it. Blow again.

The white clouds were blown to various places by the wind, and Li Changxiao's perception, along with the breeze and white clouds, spread out between the mountains and rivers.

It was like a divine consciousness sweeping through.

It is really a sharp tool for finding things.

Unfortunately, there was no trace of the Qingping sword. Li Changxiao frowned, pinched the earth seal with his hand, and pressed it on the ground.

It was not buried in the soil either.

He deduced that Li Shanhe on that day should not be interested in taking his sword. The Qingping sword was no longer in the mountains and rivers, so it must have been picked up by a passerby.

So he came to the nearby big city, asked several times, and checked the famous sword list, but still did not find any trace.

The Qingping sword is indeed not a famous sword, nor is it very sharp, but it is tough enough.

In order to find the sword, Li Changxiao wandered for a long time, collecting dreams of all living beings every day to find clues.

He also sneaked into the government to investigate the case files at that time, thinking that he might find clues.

He really found useful clues.

At that time, a case occurred in which two brothers fought and turned against each other.

It turned out that they picked up a treasure and auctioned it, and the money obtained was not evenly divided.

This case was quite a big deal at the time, and a murder case occurred in the end. Because of its bad nature and it was a strange case, the files happened to be there.

Following this clue, Li Changxiao began to investigate the existence of the auction, and searched all the way...

Finally got the news.

The long sword was collected by a wealthy family in Lingtian City.

Li Changxiao, who got the long sword back, left the imperial city soon and headed north.

Except for Li Shanhe, no one knew he had been here.

Li Shanhe did not issue another killing order.

Maybe he is really old.

The journey north was long, and Li Changxiao went even further and went to Changwu City.

Changwu City was bustling, and it was rumored that the young man of the Su family was young and handsome, and he would marry a female hero tomorrow.

On the wedding day.

A big banquet was held, and a swordsman ate for free.

Seeking change for 459 years.

The weather was getting colder, and it was the day when flowers and fruits were ripe. A swordsman came to the flower and fruit garden.

He picked a fruit, wiped it back and forth with his clothes, took a bite, and the juice overflowed. The fruit was still so delicious.

A child led a big yellow dog and chased out with curses.

Li Changxiao took a look and ran away. He stole the fruit and ran away, which made the child angry. He couldn't catch up with him or run away.

However, on his way back, he accidentally stepped on a string of copper coins.

I think it must be the swordsman who dropped it just now.

"Humph, I asked you to steal fruit, and you dropped the money!"

The child's mood improved instantly. He picked up the string of copper coins and put it in his pocket.

This is what he deserves!

...

October 8.

Li Changxiao looked at the faded town plaque. The two words "Langzhen" engraved on it have experienced hundreds of years of wind and frost.

The town has changed a lot. Li Changxiao walked on the street, but he could still see several industries that have been passed down for hundreds of years. Of course, the store must have been renovated no less than ten times, and only a little bit of the former charm can be found.

He took a sip of wine.

Walking slowly on the street, it was as if he was slowly tasting the long-lasting fragrance of the wine that stayed in his mouth.

He came to a restaurant, ordered a few side dishes, sat by the window, and watched the passers-by, with no joy or sadness in his heart.

Occasionally, he could see one or two familiar faces.

"Li... Chang... Xiao?"

Suddenly.

A voice with doubt sounded.

Li Changxiao turned around and saw the person coming. It was a cultivator he had met at the Ten Thousand Immortals Summit.

A nodding acquaintance.

"By the way, I haven't seen you for a long time. I have never missed every Ten Thousand Immortals Summit. How is your reform? What kind of longevity path do you follow?" The man sat at the table opposite Li Changxiao.

Li Changxiao smiled slightly and chatted with him. Unfortunately, after a meal, the man picked up his bag and left in a hurry, just like before.

After staying in the restaurant for one night, he treated the man to a meal because he was a big shot during the day. When he paid the bill and left, Li Changxiao had to face the embarrassing scene of being short of money.

Especially when paying the room fee, the shopkeeper looked at him with an extremely unfriendly look.

He almost called for a thug.

Li Changxiao asked the boss if he could be more flexible, and then sincerely said that your ancestors were much easier to talk to than you.

When the boss heard this, he couldn't stand it. Not only did he stay in a bully restaurant, but he also greeted his ancestors. He immediately waved his hand and several strong men surrounded him.

Li Changxiao hurriedly took out the money, but in the end, he still lacked a few copper coins. Li Changxiao suggested that he could wash the dishes for half a day to pay it back. The boss had no choice but to take him to the kitchen and wash the dishes for half a day.

Afternoon.

Li Changxiao wiped his hands, tidied his clothes, and strode out of the door. He was a brave man again.

When he was about to leave Lang Town.

I didn't expect that the horse shop still existed. His expression changed, and he lay on the horse cellar and watched for a long time.

The owner of the horse shop was a young man.

He thought Li Changxiao wanted to steal the horse, so he rushed out with a stick, beat and scolded Li Changxiao and drove him out.

Li Changxiao ran out of Lang Town in one breath, along the old road of Beiyuan River, all the way north.

It was late at night.

He was alone, in the wilderness, and lit a bonfire.

It can be said that.

Going around, going around.

In the end, he was still alone.

He used the clouds as a quilt and the ground as a bed, and another day passed.

Fuyao Tianxia is shaped like an hourglass.

Li Changxiao also gradually came to the hourglass mouth connecting the four northern regions and the four southern regions.

It was cold and freezing.

Li Changxiao walked, leaving a line of footprints on the snow.

I don't know how long he walked.

An inn slowly appeared in sight.

Maybe it was because it was evening.

The inn also lit up the fire, and a wisp of smoke rose.

"Come to the inn."

"Come and go, go and come."

"Long time no see."

Li Changxiao sighed, as if he had smelled the aroma of fine wine, and couldn't help but quicken his pace.

In the middle of the night.

The charming and enchanting proprietress, smoking a jade-like dry pipe, swallowing and exhaling smoke, saw that there were no guests today, and she had no interest in running the business, so she planned to close the door and say goodbye to the guests.

A figure, dusty, came out of the dark.

Her long hair was mixed with snowflakes, and her long sword, wine gourd, and white clothes were still the same.

"You are not dead?"

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