"Master Mengshan, since you have already said that this underworld is a prison, why do you say that the monks in it all voluntarily go there?"

Wei Yuan spoke in confusion.

Meng Daoran sighed, "Those sages who gave up reincarnation and devoted themselves to the darkness are good people with supreme dedication, just like the sword god in red, who would rather give up ascension just to maintain peace in the mortal world. Unfortunately, when the underworld opened for ten thousand years, he could not wait until the door opened and died of old age."

Hearing this, Wei Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, "You said that the underworld has opened for thousands of years. Since the Red-clothed Sword God has seen the people in the underworld, why hasn't he entered?"

"The underworld is not just a prisoner. He is like a sect. His disciples cannot be born, but the superiors can walk around the world. But no matter how high the status in the underworld is, it cannot break the rule that the underworld has opened once a thousand years."

"According to what you mean, even now, are there monks from the underworld walking in the world?"

Wei Yuan was shocked.

"That's true, but as I said just now, if you don't wait until the epoch changes once a thousand years and the way of heaven is disordered, even the cultivators in the underworld can only suppress their realm within the five realms, otherwise they will provoke the way of heaven to kill them."

Meng Daoran slowly spoke and explained.

Wei Yuan smiled helplessly, "Would you like to know if Lord Meng Shan will tell the superior who is walking among the world in the underworld where he is at this time?"

Hearing this question, Meng Daoran sighed, "Wei Jianshou respects me so much. Even if he has a algorithm for judging the sky, I can only infer that he should be in the State of Chu now. As for where he is..." Speaking of this, Meng Daoran shook his head helplessly, "I have no way to know."

After hearing these words, Wei Yuan took a deep breath and fell silent and thought for a long time.

Finally, he asked another question, "Maybe Monsanto already knows that the Demon World has already moved. Can you calculate where the Demon World is hiding now?"

"It's also in Chu State."

Wei Yuan nodded, then got up and was about to leave.

Meng Daoran hurriedly said, "Wei Jianshou, are you planning to return to the capital?"

"Otherwise, there are still many things waiting for me to do."

Wei Yuan waved his hand.

"I'm afraid you can't get to Kyoto."

Meng Daoran spoke.

Hearing this, Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, "How do you say this?"

Meng Daoran glanced at Wei Yuan, with a little worried look in his eyes, and then he spoke, "Although I don't know what the status of Allah in Chu State, it seems that it will not be too low now."

Speaking of this, Meng Daoran took a deep breath, took a scroll handed over by Daoque, and handed it to Wei Yuan. "This is a secret letter from Guanyu Hall of the Jintian Si. The Chu State has already had a large number of high-level monks sneaking into the territory of my country. Although most of it has been eradicated by the Jintian Si, there are still many hidden ways to Kyoto. The low-level people of these people have broken dust and dust, and the high people have even great enlightenment and even immortality. If you walk out of Daoyuan Mountain today, you may be facing a bloody storm soon."

Wei Yuan glanced at the scroll in his hand a few times and chuckled, "I didn't expect that the Chu State really respected me. Not to mention the scattered monks, there were three people in the immortal realm, including a head sleeve of the Palace of Light, a crow lieutenant on the stick, and a royal guard. None of them were ordinary people. As soon as these people rushed forward, even Zhang Gao was present, he might not be able to protect me."

Meng Daoran nodded, "Yes, in today's form, I'm afraid that Chu State and that God will not let you live so easily."

"If they don't want me to live, can I stop living?"

Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Even if the Heavenly Dao wants me to die, I am still alive now. He is just a Chu State and a Demon Lord, probably not that great ability."

As he said that, Wei Yuan took out the paper and pen and wrote something casually, and then threw the paper to the Daoqi next to him, "Please send it to the Prime Minister's Mansion in the capital."

Daoque and Meng Daoran were both stunned for a moment, "Wei Jianshou, you are..." Wei Yuan smiled, "Mr. Meng is indeed completely unsuccessful. My marriage with Miss Qin cannot go on as scheduled, but it is not yet my death date. Since Chu State can enter my country, why can't I go to Chu State to take a walk and see what kind of magnificent mountains and rivers of that world's largest country are!"

"You want to enter Chu State?

That is extremely dangerous! And it is also someone else's territory, and the sticky rods in Chu State are not just for free. It is impossible for the Jintiansi to protect your safety in every possible way."

Meng Daoran spoke with some concern.

Wei Yuan waved his hand indifferently, "When there are too many people, it will easily attract attention. No one can imagine that a young cultivator, a fetal breathing realm who is highly regarded by the sword cultivator in the world, would have the courage to enter Chu alone."

As he said this, Wei Yuan looked at Daoque and continued, "Daoque is also the closed disciple of Lord Mengshan. No matter how stupid the Chu State is, he would not dare to attack him on the territory of Haoguo. Therefore, you are safe in this trip to Kyoto."

Then Wei Yuan turned his head to look at Meng Daoran, showing a smile, "I have to bother Master Mengshan to give me a set of Taoist robes for disciples of Daoyuanshan. Otherwise, I would probably be targeted before I left this Lotus Peak."

Early the next morning, two Taoist priests from Daoyuan Mountain went down the mountain, one of whom rode his horse and headed towards Kyoto without stopping. As for the other person, he walked into the market closest to Daoyuan Mountain with a peach wood sword on his back.

Although Daoyuan Mountain is an orthodox Taoist sect, it does not have any taboos to avoid eating meat. Although Meng Daoran and the Master of Thirty-Six Peaks and other real masters of the Heavenly Master are not in the world, their disciples have not yet reached that level of cultivation. If they don’t eat, they will die. There are some vegetable gardens to go up the mountain, but they have to buy meat."

Today happened to be the day when the disciples of Daoyuan Mountain went down the mountain to purchase. The little Taoist priest carrying a peach wood sword had a pretty face and entered the market with a familiarity and found the largest butcher in the market.

"Boss, are there any dragon meat?"

The meat dealer seemed to be stunned for a moment, then looked up at the little Taoist priest and cursed, "Li Zi'er, you are so clever. Can't Chengdu be your mouth?

Why, are you practicing Taoism and going to ascend to the sky?"

"Hi, just kidding, it's still the same thing, transport the meat up the mountain."

As he said that, the little Taoist priest threw a bag of silver money to the mangirl and spoke with a smile.

"I have to buy something for my fellow brothers, and you can just go."

The little Taoist waved his hand and turned around and left.

Not long after the little Taoist priest left, someone entered the butcher shop. He asked intentionally or unintentionally, "Boss, which Taoist priest was that just now?"

"Hey, this guest official, there is no Taoist except Daoyuan Mountain in this radius of a hundred miles. That guy is considered a Taoist master. He just swept the floor and bought a small Taoist boy."

The boss spoke casually.
Chapter completed!