Zhou Qingmu wandered around the streets of the city, looking for several inns, but still couldn't get the map he wanted. The reason was that Zhou Qingmu didn't have much money left, and most of these inns didn't have maps to the distant Misty Nanzhou. Is Zhou Qingmu okay?

It was easy to find the few inns with maps, but the shopkeeper asked the young man to stay at the inn for one night. It was not that Zhou Qingmu didn't want to stay, but because he really didn't have many coins. When the young man said in embarrassment that he

If he just buys a map but does not live here, these shopkeepers who regard money as their destiny will directly choose to kick the young man out.

Zhou Qingmu walked on the street, looking around as he walked. After about a while, Zhou Qingmu was already walking to the end of the street. When Zhou Qingmu looked up and didn't find any other inns, he turned around and walked in

into a side alley.

After Zhou Qingmu stepped into the alley, an inn with a dusty signboard came into view. Seeing this, Zhou Qingmu quickened his pace and walked into the inn.

The inn was not as crowded with guests as the previous ones that Zhou Qingmu went to. This inn was deserted, and the wooden tables, stools and chairs inside were already covered in dust.

"Is anyone there?"

Zhou Qingmu shouted.

What responded to him was the sound of tables and chairs colliding against the ground.

Under a wooden table, a middle-aged man in slightly disheveled clothes emerged from under the table with a rag in his hand.

With just one glance, Zhou Qingmu could see most of the reason why the inn was deserted. The innkeepers that Zhou Qingmu had visited before were all well-dressed. Even Zhou Qingmu, who rarely judged people by their appearance, felt that at least the innkeepers should look like this.

When the middle-aged man saw someone coming, he slightly straightened his messy robe, but in fact it was not much different from before.

The innkeeper cleared his throat, with a serious face that even seemed a bit repulsive to others, and said in a deep voice: "Are you coming to stay at the inn?"

Zhou Qingmu scratched his head and said with some embarrassment: "Shopkeeper, I'm not here to stay, but to buy something."

The middle-aged man's face showed a trace of displeasure and said: "Why are you here if you don't stay at the inn? If you want to buy things, go elsewhere. I don't sell anything here."

"Shopkeeper, I would like to ask if you can sell maps to the Confucian and Taoist Academy here. I am traveling alone, but I have never been to Yanyu Nanzhou, so I don't know how to get there. If you know how to get there, I can tell you next time.

I hope the shopkeeper can help me, and I can give you some money." Zhou Qingmu didn't want to leave, so he hesitated for a moment before speaking to the middle-aged man again.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man looked at Zhou Qingmu's face carefully and said, "Confucian and Taoist Academy? I do know how to get there, and I promise it will be more detailed than others. But it's not like you can afford it even if you are so poor.

Yes. You go."

Zhou Qingmu was overjoyed when he heard this, and quickly asked: "How much silver does the shopkeeper want?"

"How much is it in silver? You only need to stay here for one night. You can check the price over there." The middle-aged man's attitude was still very cold when he heard this. After speaking, he pointed to the wooden sign hanging on the side.

This is exactly the same as those previous shopkeepers.

One day's stay in the inn, one hundred coins!

For Zhou Qingmu, whose total worth was only twenty or thirty cents, this was obviously an unacceptable price.

The middle-aged man in messy clothes looked at Zhou Qingmu's embarrassed look and shouted: "Stop standing there stupidly. If you can't afford it, get out!"

Zhou Qingmu looked at the middle-aged man after hearing this, thought about his current situation, and had no choice but to turn around and leave.

Just as Zhou Qingmu regretfully walked to the door of the inn, a drawing flew onto the young man's shoulder.

The young man took the drawing and looked at it. There was also a notice on it. The notice said: Huichun Hall is in need of medicinal materials. It is hereby announced:

At Shen Shi today, people gathered at the gate of the city and went into the mountains to collect herbs. Anyone who participated and had the right amount of medicinal materials would be rewarded three hundred coins.

The middle-aged man looked at Zhou Qingmu and said: "I think you should also be a cultivator. If you really want a map, go and collect medicine. The mountain is called Duanyao Mountain, and there is a group of bandits on the mountain who have established a

The gang claims to be the Demon-Suppressing Immortal Sect. In fact, it is just a group of superficial guys who got on the road of cultivation through bad luck. They have a sword in their hand, called Demon-Suppressing, and they got it from me.

Let's go. If you can help me get it back, I will give you the map. Otherwise, even if you give me a thousand yuan then, you will never get the map from me. I believe you will definitely need my map.

"

Zhou Qingmu did not turn around, but faced the old wall opposite the inn and said: "Why does the shopkeeper think that I will be interested in your map? This notice has a reward of three hundred Wen, which is enough to stay in other inns in the city.

Already."

The disheveled hotel manager just knocked on the wooden table in front of him, looked at the sword behind the young man, and said, "Just because I know why you want to go to the Confucian and Taoist Academy, is this reason enough?"

When Zhou Qingmu heard this, he turned around and looked at the tavern shopkeeper. He bent down and stretched out his hands to salute: "I will try my best to help you get the sword back. I hope the shopkeeper will not break his promise."

...

When Shenshi was approaching, Zhou Qingmu ran all the way to the city gate.

At this time, there were already more than a dozen people standing at the city gate, and these people seemed to be ready to set off.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute!"

Zhou Qingmu shouted while running.

The leader of the dozen men was a young man, who looked about twenty years old. This man was wearing a gorgeous robe. When he saw Zhou Qingmu coming here, he said impatiently: "Quickly

Click, let’s set off immediately.”

"I'm sorry, I just saw the notice and tried my best to come. Fortunately, it's not too late." Zhou Qingmu said panting as he held up his legs.

The leading young man in Chinese robes looked at Zhou Qingmu and urged, "Okay, don't wait any longer. Just join the team."

Zhou Qingmu nodded after hearing this and walked to the back of the crowd.

"Listen, everyone, today I, Qian, will personally lead you to the mountain to collect herbs. I hope you will perform well. The benefits will naturally be more than the three hundred coins on the notice." The young man in the Chinese robe looked around, with a confident smile on his face.

meaning.

"Master Qian, please rest assured, we will definitely perform well and won't let you down."

"The rich young master will lead the team and go to the mountain to collect medicine this time. I wonder if those bandits still dare to come!"

"What kind of person is Master Qian? If the bandits knew that Master Qian was here, they would definitely be frightened by the news and hide in their lair and dare not come out!"

"..."

The crowd in front of Zhou Qingmu kept talking, which made Zhou Qingmu have some doubts about this person. He had just observed the cultivation level of the young man in huapao, and he was probably at the sixth level of Qi training realm. Most of the people in this team were also

There is a person who is around the fifth or sixth level of the Qi training realm.

So Zhou Qingmu asked the people around him, "Who is this person? Why do the people in front of him seem to have so much confidence in him?"

A shirtless man next to Zhou Qingmu said: "You have just come to Embroidery Shuangcheng, right? The man in front of you is Qian Shaowei, the second young master of the Qian family in Embroidery Shuangcheng. The Qian family is second only to the Tang family in Embroidery Shuangcheng."

In a large family, it is said that the eldest son of the Qian family, Qian Shaoquan, has been extremely talented since he was a child. He was even accepted as a disciple by an elder of the Qinghong Sword Sect in the Dahong Imperial Capital. He may have already entered the bone-building realm. Not only that,

The father of the two young masters and the current head of the Qian family, Qian Shihong, is even more powerful in the Lingfu realm, and he is one of the strongest in the entire Dahong Dynasty."

Zhou Qingmu nodded slightly when he heard this and said, "Thank you for letting me know."

After another greeting from Qian Shaowei, a young man in a Chinese robe, the group finally set off into the mountains.

Under the leadership of Qian Shaowei, everyone did not walk on the trails commonly used in the mountain. Instead, they walked on a road that had been repaired after the bandits established their sect on the mountain. It is said that it was because of the leader of the bandits who rarely appeared.

, saying that this is called "opening the way for you to ascend". In fact, those bandits probably didn't understand it, but they still practiced it according to the leader's instructions.

Although it was built by bandits, the road is basically made of bluestone steps, which is quite good in this mountain.

Since this road was repaired, almost no one has walked on this road. Most of them are afraid of the power of the bandits, but it may also be because although this road seems open and transparent, few people actually walk on it. Therefore, most people

They don't even know where it leads to the mountains, but most residents in the city tacitly agree that it is the village of those bandits.

Therefore, when they walked on this road, some people were already panicking. When he proposed to Qian Shaowei, the second young master Qian pointed ahead with a proud face and said: "My father a few days ago

It was from this road. When he came back and told my mother, I hid outside the door and listened quietly. I can conclude that this road is not a bandit's den at all. Don't worry, everyone, follow me.

That's good, if we really encounter those bandits, I will take action to subdue them."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this. This was because Qian Shaowei's father said that of course it had nothing to do with Master Qian's plan to subdue the bandits.

Seeing that everyone present breathed a sigh of relief, Qian Shaowei continued with a proud look on his face: "There are very few people coming on this road, and the woods on both sides are lush with leaves, so there must be more herbs growing than elsewhere. Everyone saw the needed medicinal materials and tried their best.

Just dig them up, these are elixirs, be sure not to destroy them."

However, the reality was not what Master Qian had imagined. Along the way, not only were there few herbs seen on this road, but most of the herbs found were on the verge of withering.

Zhou Qingmu also searched around several times. He compared the pictures on the notice one by one, but the results were almost zero.

The only gain was that although the trees here were lush and leafy, they were also accompanied by various weeds, bushes, intertwined tree trunks, etc. These factors made it difficult for people to pass through. So Zhou Qingmu took off his back.

The ancient sword with patina on his back was used to chop and slash as if practicing sword moves. With the help of physical objects, the young man became more and more familiar with these sword moves. However, because the sword was no longer sharp, he often chopped and slashed.

They all need to move the true energy to adhere to the sword.

But Zhou Qingmu also discovered a problem from this. The infuriating energy he had consumed seemed to be recovering much slower?
Chapter completed!