Quick Travel: Passing Through the Bloody World

This is a fantasy world.

Those who are qualified can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into themselves, practice immortal arts, and even achieve enlightenment and become immortals, and turn immortals into gods.

The realms of those who practice Taoism can be divided into Qi Refining, Foundation Building, Golden Elixir, Nascent Soul, and the legendary God Transformation Stage.

However, the path of cultivation is long and difficult, and there are always people who want to take shortcuts by taking unorthodox methods.

This kind of people are called evil cultivators.

Different from those who practice with the spiritual power between heaven and earth, they often use insidious and vicious methods to eat the blood, flesh and essence of others to quickly improve their realm.

For hundreds of years, the immortal cultivators from famous and upright sects have been fighting endlessly with these evil cultivators.

In the seventh year of Da Ning, a strange phenomenon suddenly occurred.

The alien race broke the seal of the two realms and appeared in the world, bringing the ancient legend to the attention of mankind again.

There is a small hotel in Jiusang City, which is bustling with people and doing a booming business.

"Sir, please take care! Come back if you like!"

The waiter shouted loudly while wiping the dust off the table.

"Waiter, bring another pot of October Bailai."

"Okay, my friend, please wait for a moment!"

"Bring it here quickly."

"…October is here!"

The waiter brought a pot of wine and placed it in front of two cultivators who were sitting opposite each other drinking.

"Jiusang brewed thyme wine, which made the peddler drunk and the girl miss him."

The young man with starry eyes and white clothes sat with his sword in his arms and said with a smile: "Brother, I can't drink much. If I drink in vain in the past ten months, I'm afraid I will become a drunk peddler."

"Junior Brother Xiao, just one pot of wine, you won't get drunk." Yan Sheng laughed.

Xiao Ling had no choice but to take the wine glass and drink it all.

Yan Sheng said: "After this meal, there will be no one for a hundred miles ahead. Don't be shy, eat more."

Xiao Ling nodded.

"My fellow immortals, are you two disciples of the Holy Sword Sect?"

The waiter said suddenly.

Xiao Ling put the wine glass in his hand aside, and looked up and asked: "How did you know?"

The waiter cried out: "Don't think too much, my friend. I just saw you holding your sword and going to Yancheng, so I guessed that you two are disciples of the immortal sect..."

"A jade hair crown and clean white clothes. It must be the Holy Sword Sect."

"Waiter, you are very observant and have a good eye." Yan Sheng turned the wine glass and said, "But we never mentioned where we were going."

The waiter widened his eyes and waved his hands: "My friend, I really don't mean anything else! There is only one place within a hundred miles of Jiusang City, Yancheng, and..."

"Moreover, regarding what happened in Yancheng not long ago, there were people from the imperial court and the immortal sect also sent people. Many of them stopped by my shop to rest. It's not hard to guess, right?"

"My friend, I really just made a random guess..."

The waiter was so anxious that he spoke very fast.

Xiao Ling laughed: "Okay, Senior Brother, don't scare him."

Yan Sheng then laughed: "I was just joking with you, Xiao Er, don't be alarmed, you are indeed a good observer. This is for you."

Yan Sheng handed a talisman paper to the waiter.

"This talisman can teleport ten miles away. I'm giving it to you."

The waiter's eyes lit up and he thanked her: "Thank you very much, my friend! Thank you very much, my friend!!"

After the waiter left, Xiao Ling and Yan Sheng raised their glasses, tapped them, and smiled.

Yan Sheng took a sip of wine and said, "What the waiter said is correct. The characteristics of the Holy Sword Sect are obvious. We are going to Yancheng this time. I don't know who we will meet. We should conceal our tracks."

"Brother, what you said is absolutely right. Why don't we go buy some supplies later?" Xiao Ling asked back.

Yan Sheng pointed at the sword in Xiao Ling's arms and said, "To conceal your presence from others, I'm afraid the first thing you need to do is to hide this sword."

Xiao Ling: "..."

Wow——!

There was a crisp sound not far away.

Xiao Ling and Yan Sheng looked at each other and looked over at the same time.

The broken porcelain plate fell to the ground.

The elegantly dressed dandy was now covering his face with his hands, staring at the person in front of him with wide eyes in disbelief.

"Do you know who I am? I am the legitimate son of General Situ of Jiusang City!"

The gorgeously dressed young man shouted angrily.

In an instant, everyone in the store looked over there.

Yan Sheng raised his eyebrows: "Waiter, who is this person?"

"My fellow immortals, you may not know that this silly... dandy boy is the son of Situ Tuotuo, the general defending Jiusang City, Situ Qing. General Situ has only this one precious son, and this Situ Qing is an out-and-out dandy."

"She's also a freak with a homosexual tendency... She often robs men. I guess that guy was also spotted by her."

The waiter sighed.

Yan Sheng's attention fell on the person sitting in front of Situ Qing.

The man was wearing a dark suit and had a delicate appearance. He could be described as handsome.

However, he has a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, his eyebrows and eyes are like those outlined in ink painting, with harmonious shades.

There was no spiritual energy flowing around him, and he seemed to be just an ordinary person.

"Are you deaf? I think you are tired of living, right? What's your name?!"

"Pei Yu." said the man in black.

Situ Qing was stunned: "What?"

Pei Yu raised his eyes and smiled: "Master Situ, you were asking me my name. Now that I've told you, why don't you understand?"

"Why, is Master Situ deaf?"

The voice was so calm that Xiao Ling couldn't help but laugh, and the laugh was even more obvious in the silent store.

Yan Sheng glared at Xiao Ling, but couldn't help but smile.

Situ Qing: "..."

Situ Qing was furious: "How dare you! Today, I will teach you what to say and what not to say!"

He accumulated spiritual energy in his hands, and the spiritual energy fluctuations around him caused a buzzing sound.

Xiao Ling's expression darkened: "Shameless."

Using spiritual power to threaten an ordinary person.

It is a shame for cultivators.

Xiao Ling pretended to stand up.

However, the next moment, Situ Qing suddenly let out a muffled groan.

Then Situ Qing took two steps back in shock: "You..."

"How is it, Master Situ?" Pei Yu raised his eyes and looked at Situ Qing.

"Is it Fu Xiu?" Xiao Ling murmured.

Yan Sheng said nothing.

There was no spiritual energy fluctuation around the black-clothed man who called himself Pei Yu.

If it is said that he is a talisman cultivator, it is not very likely.

And Yan Sheng saw it clearly at that moment just now.

Pei Yu didn't even move his hands.

Pei Yu asked back: "Is Master Situ finished?"

Situ Qing wanted to say something, but found that he couldn't move at all.

"you……"

"In that case, I still need to eat. Master Situ, you'd better get out. It will be faster this way."

Pei Yu raised his finger and waved it towards the door.

Situ Qing, who was originally standing there and shouting, suddenly squatted down, holding his head as if possessed by evil spirits... and got out.

Xiao Ling: "..."

Yan Sheng: "..."

"Fu Xiu, you can't do this, right?" Xiao Ling said.

Yan Sheng: "Who knows?"

Pei Yu's eyes turned over and made contact with Yan Sheng for a brief moment.

Pei Yu blew away the hot air from the soup spoon and took a sip of the hot beef soup.