The distance from Shiyu City to Nanling is very long.

It was still early in the morning, so Qin Long had time to go back to Lijia's auction house before leaving. He originally wanted to take away the low-level healing elixir that he had previously asked Zhu Luan to prepare.

But when he met Zhu Luan, he learned from him that all the healing elixirs had been taken away just before he left.

"There's not one left?"

Qin Long's tone seemed a little surprised, and his fake hoarse voice had changed a bit.

Zhu Luan did not pay attention to these details.

She was a little worried at this time. The Li family was not only the largest auction house in Shiyu City, but also the top-ranked business in the city.

Zhu Luan, who had tried his best to change cities several times, had never seen such a crazy purchasing method, as if the entire city was being emptied.

"Yes, Lord Molong, the only things left in the consignment room in our house now are high-end materials and elixirs that few people usually care about."

Only high-end materials and elixirs are left? This matter is not simple.

Qin Long clicked his tongue and became more determined in his intention to leave here.

After getting back five hundred gold coins from Zhu Luan, Qin Long quickly rushed to meet Qingyu outside Shiyu City.

"Hello, Brother Molong."

Anhua's somewhat jerky voice sounded from beside Qingyu.

Dressed in a simple ivory-white robe, although she is a monk, she looks more like a mortal.

With willowy eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, she can't be said to be very delicate, but what is different is that her face does not have the indifferent expression of the monks, and the agility in her expression makes her whole person lively.

Her black and green hair was not tied up on top of her head or tied into a ponytail like ordinary female cultivators. Instead, she had a simple short hair on the side of her neck. She swayed as she walked, swinging from side to side, which was very interesting.

This pretty look, if paired with a short-sleeved shirt and jeans, would make her look like a cheerful girl. Looking at An Hua, Qin Long couldn't help but think of the days before he came to this world.

“It’s so beautiful!”

Qin Long behind the mask showed a smile and sighed in a humming voice.

"Ah? Brother Mo Long, what did you say?" An Hua asked curiously, not really listening.

"Nothing, I said your hair looks nice."

Qin Long shook his head slightly, and a hoarse voice came from behind the mask. Maybe it was because of the ponytail, but Qin Long always felt that An Hua was getting closer to him for no reason.

"Really? Hehe, my mother cut this for me. She likes to comb my hair when I'm at home, but... I don't know how Nanling is doing now."

An Hua's voice dropped as she spoke, and she looked back at Nanling, tears flashing in the corners of her eyes.

Qin Long understood his worries.

After the human soul wolf ran out of Guimen Mountain, its direction of movement was extremely unstable. Various small sects outside Shiyu City were attacked. The terrain on the south side is gentle, which is the direction where most monks fled.

"Don't worry, the fastest journey from Shiyu City to Nanling is seven days. Those demon wolves won't run that far for no reason. Your family will be fine." Qin Long comforted him in a deep voice.

"Well, thank you, Brother Mo Long." An Hua wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and nodded gratefully to Qin Long.

"An Hua, what are you doing? Didn't I tell you not to talk to the monks randomly?"

A sharp voice came from behind, and An Chang, who was also wearing a tooth-white robe, walked over quickly, grabbed An Hua's wrist and walked forward complaining.

An Hua struggled with some resistance, but due to her low strength, she couldn't break free from the opponent's hand, so she had to give up.

Qin Long raised his eyebrows. It seemed that these two people were more than just brother and sister.

Under the sunlight, dots of golden light flashed on the tooth-white robe behind An Chang who turned to leave.

Out of curiosity, Qin Long looked carefully and saw that the golden lights were very textured and arranged in the robe. At a glance, he felt that the clothes were glowing, but when he looked carefully, he couldn't see clearly because the gold threads were too thin and obscured the figure.

.

"A man's clothes are actually embroidered with gold thread? What a coquettish guy." Qin Long looked at An Chang's back and secretly exclaimed.

"Did you notice it too?"

Qingyu's voice came from beside him, with a hint of joking in his tone.

"Well, these two are not as simple as brother and sister." Qin Long shrugged. He was not a gossip, but the road to Nanling was too long. He and Qingyu couldn't just look at each other.

"Haha, of course they are not just brothers and sisters, they are monks from Lingnan. Haven't you heard of their customs?" Qingyu didn't know when she put her slanted spear across her shoulders, with both hands on the gun handle like monkeys.

Go up and say that you are not surprised.

Qin Long looked at Qing Yu, whose head was swinging from side to side with his footsteps, and frowned slightly: "I have never heard of any customs in Lingnan."

Qin Long's previous memories were extremely fragmented, and they were all scenes of practicing and fighting within the sect, and he knew very little about the world of cultivation.

"Huh? You don't know? That's right. How could a monk like you hear about things in the mortal world?"

Qing Yu nodded to himself. Mo Long came from a wealthy family and it was inevitable that he would despise ordinary people. Qing Yu found it incredible that he was willing to talk to An Hua so pleasantly.

"There are many differences between cultivators and mortals, but age is the biggest difference. An ordinary foundation-building cultivator can live for two hundred years. Such a long time is enough for a mortal to die three times. Therefore, in the mortal world, there is a

It is stipulated that a man must marry a wife and have children when he reaches sixteen, and a woman can marry when she reaches fourteen.”

Wagging his finger and pointing at the backs of the two people in front of him, Qingyu continued: "And An Hua is the wife named by An Chang."

Qin Long was slightly startled: "Can my wife also name me?"

Qingyu Bagua chuckled and said: "Of course ordinary mortals can't, but who made An Chang lucky enough to become a monk?"

"There are many people in the mortal world who can practice qi, but the world of cultivation looks down upon them. Even if you can practice qi without mountain gates and techniques, you can only live for a few more decades. But there are always some lucky people who like to travel around.

There are many casual cultivators, and An Chang is one of them."

"Becoming a monk means naming his wife. As long as he is willing, he can marry all the women in the village. Moreover, becoming a monk's wife is not a bad thing for those mortals. Although it is only the first level of Qi training, at least she has obtained

The ability to practice.”

Following Qingyu's fingers, Qin Long's eyes fell on An Hua. Seeing that somewhat weak girl trying to leave An Chang again and again, but being pulled to her side roughly by the other party again and again, Qin Long felt bitterly.

road.

"Oh, is it really a good thing to be able to practice?"

The mortal world and the cultivation world have been separated for a long time. In order to return to Nanling as soon as possible, the shortcut path chosen by a few people was full of wild forests. The dazzling sunshine gradually set westward with the footsteps of a few people. Qin Long did not feel anything.

An Hua, who had just been promoted from a mortal to a cultivator, ran out of energy and gradually fell behind the team.

"Humph, you useless woman, you really embarrass us cultivators." Seeing An Hua stop, An Chang's dissatisfied voice came from the front.

Qin Long looked back at An Hua. The tail and sleeves of her simple robe had been scratched into disarray by thorns. Her white and tender arms were also covered with red marks, and her white ankles had traces of blood seeping out of them.

out.

On the other hand, An Chang, although he also felt a little tired, his robe mixed with gold threads was unscathed, and his condition looked much better than Qin Long's.

"It's actually a second-level low-grade robe." Qin Long thought to himself that this guy is quite rich.

The defensive effect of low-level armors is very poor and cannot withstand the damage caused by swords. It does not make much difference whether they are in combat, but they are not cheap. A piece of clothing costs at least one or two hundred gold coins.

This amount of money is enough to buy a weapon of the same level, so its sales among the monks are very poor.

"I'm sorry, Brother Mo Long, I can't walk anymore." An Hua looked at Qin Long who was following her with a little embarrassment, her eyes full of guilt.

"The physique of a new Qi practitioner is still too weak." Qin Long sighed.

Everyone had already expected that An Hua was weak, so they asked Qing Yu to lead the way on the way to Nanling and try their best to pave the way for her. But they didn't expect that after just a few hours, she couldn't hold on anymore.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark and Goodnight was exhausted, Qin Long also gave up his plan to move forward.

"Leader Qingyu, it's getting late and I'm a little tired. Why don't we rest here for the night?"

"Uh...Okay, let's fix it overnight."

Qing Yu heard something strange from Qin Long's voice. He shouldn't have felt tired so quickly at the eighth or ninth level of Qi training. When he turned around, he found An Hua, who was sweating profusely, looking at him with an apologetic look on his face. He instantly understood something.

"Hehe, thank you, Brother Molong."

An Hua was breathing heavily, sitting on a big stone, rubbing her calves, and wiping the sweat from her forehead, obviously looking exhausted.

Qin Long shook his head and said: "No need to thank me, you should thank Qingyu. Without her to open the way, our situation would not be much better than yours."

Seeing Qin Long's relaxed and carefree look, An Hua knew that the other party was comforting her.

With a bitter smile, she turned sideways and rinsed the blood marks on her ankles with water from the pot. It seemed that the cold running water had an analgesic effect. A soothing smile appeared on the corner of Anhua's mouth. Anhua's hair was slanted.

It becomes even more lovely against the backdrop of the setting sun.

An Chang, who was not far away, saw the two of them talking and laughing, and his face suddenly darkened.

An Hua was the woman he had fancied when he was a child. Her beautiful appearance since she was a child attracted the covetous attention of many people. If she hadn't been lucky enough to meet her master and become a monk, An Hua would have had to marry that old man in the end.

An ugly village chief.

"An Hua, I've been helping you all this time, why haven't you ever smiled at me once!"

The happiness of the other party aroused An Chang's strong dissatisfaction. With an angry shout, he walked towards the girl fiercely.

An Chang has just entered the world of cultivation not long ago, but he still understands some basic principles. Mo Long is the person brought by Qing Yu. Looking at her somewhat respectful attitude, An Chang knows that the background of this black-robed man is not simple.

He didn't dare to offend Mo Long, so he could only vent his anger on An Hua.

"Humph, you loser, you know you are a burden, why don't you go cook quickly?"

The sharp and cold voice broke the beautiful scenery in Qin Long's eyes. When An Hua heard her brother's scolding, she felt like a frightened rabbit. She hurriedly put away the water bottle and jumped off the boulder, regardless of the injury on her feet, limping

Walk to a distance to collect firewood.

After driving the girl away, he glanced at Qin Long dissatisfied and sat silently next to him to rest.

As night fell, under the same starry sky, the sound of footsteps sounded from the darkness. If anyone could hear it, they would find that it was the sound of wolf claws stepping on the ground.
Chapter completed!