PFC Chapter 549: Meeting Old Friends, Meeting Friends, Meeting Enemies
Chapter 549: Meeting Old Friends, Meeting Friends, Meeting Enemies
That group of traveling mineral traders had a lot of experience and talked about a wide range of things. Even the waiter opened his eyes and eavesdropped on their conversation.
There are strange things like ghosts running rampant in the mountains, there are schemes and calculations among people when they interact with each other, there are dangerous roads, and there are also going to those romantic places and having a night of unbridled happiness.
The waiter sighed like this, some people are just so wonderful. He was trapped at the inn counter, and the farthest place he had ever been was just a certain wine-scented alley in the north of the city. The biggest thing he had ever done was just to buy some wine in that alley. But he heard that the exquisite outside world, although it was full of dangers, but this group of merchants were still alive? Such experience, such wonderful, really enviable.
The waiter glanced at the swordsman for some reason and saw that he was also eavesdropping. The vegetarian dish in front of the swordsman was already startled, and there was still half a cucumber left, as if he was reluctant to finish it. The swordsman obviously slowed down. Feeling his gaze, he put down the cucumber he was chewing with relish, turned around and smiled at him. The smile was gentle, just like a dream, but also like a spring breeze blowing on his face.
He is really handsome. Even such a poor swordsman, if he wanders around the city more often, he will surely be favored by many ladies waiting to get married... The waiter cannot feel superior. Although he is poor, he is not ordinary.
That late-night dinner ended with the merchants chatting with each other. Li Changxiao rested for a while and then left the inn. He squatted under the dim light at the door, with the shadows of his feet gathering in the prison.
He looked south, then north, wondering what the current situation was. Fuyao was too big. Although they were in the Southern Four Regions, they were far away from the South China Sea. Just looking at this ordinary town standing on the remains of the Eryuan Sect, it was peaceful. The war between the two tribes had obviously not affected this place. Ordinary people didn't even know what had happened.
As a result, Li Changxiao, who had just been in seclusion for a long time, gave up the truth and pursued the false, and finally became a fake immortal, had no idea what the situation was like. He could learn a little from the group of merchants, but only a little.
Li Changxiao was not hesitant and wavering. He stretched himself and took a step forward into the long night. The streets were deserted and the moonlight seemed even colder. The breeze blew up the sand on the ground, and a few grains of sand flew into his eyes, which he had to rub out with great difficulty.
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Li Changxiao squatted by the river, broke off a branch, and counted the years of seeking change seriously. It was really hard to ask people about this. Ordinary people's life span was less than a hundred years, so how could they know these things? If you ask monks or reformers, others will definitely think you are a fool or a weirdo, and it is not easy to open your mouth. So after repeated consideration, Li Changxiao felt that it was more reliable to calculate it himself.
It was not difficult but not easy either. Li Changxiao had traveled for many years, not counting the years, and he would stay wherever he went, not caring whether it was autumn or winter. His work and rest were also unstable, sometimes he would not wake up for several days, and sometimes he would not wake up for dozens of days. Although he had a legitimate reason to accumulate spiritual energy and prepare for the breakthrough, his style of doing things was really lazy.
Once, a mortal scholar who had dealt with him for a few days pointed at Li Changxiao's nose and scolded him for being an incorrigible child and a lazy bum. Because the scholar was not a good person behind his back, Li Changxiao turned around and beat him up.
Not to mention the more than ten years when he devoted himself to breaking through the realm, he had no idea what year it was. To him, time was nothing more than a gentle breeze blowing past him. He felt nothing when it came and had no thoughts when it left.
So when it comes to this, it is not easy, but it is not difficult either. He is a person of the Refining Void Realm, and he is considered to be a person of great magical powers in the whole world. Although Li Changxiao is not used to the honor of "great magical powers" now, he still feels that the only thing he has improved is that he is better at fighting and running away. It is not considered "great magical powers", but in fact, the title of great magical powers falls on his head, and there is no objection.
Since he had such "supernatural powers" to calculate the number of years, it would be just a matter of raising his hand or turning it over. He decided to use the divination method he had seen in the Eryuan Sect, plus the law of fortune and misfortune, to calculate the number of years of change in one breath.
It seemed like he was showing off his skills, but unfortunately there were no spectators around him. After casting the spell, he could see that there was no spiritual energy fluctuation around him. If a cultivator saw this, they would be shocked. Divination is a kind of magic. It not only requires spiritual energy, but also depends on fate, time of day, and calendar. If the time of day and the location are not right, forcing divination will consume more spiritual energy.
But the man in white was just fiddling with it, not caring about the weather or the terrain, just like a reckless man swinging an axe to carve out a way out, using forced divination and calculations, without any spiritual fluctuations.
If someone saw it, they would probably mistake it for a new way to reform, and would end up with delusions and sleepless nights. However, this is not a new way, it is just Li Changxiao's own secluded path. His practice of refining the void is different from the past, so there are many differences in the details.
Seeking Change…Year 538…Autumn…October 8th…
Li Changxiao came to the conclusion that the world of Fuyao was so vast that even if the area was reduced, it was still boundless. The four northern regions and the four southern regions had strange styles, and their geography, customs, and human relations were all different.
The calendars of different countries, dynasties, and regions are naturally not the same. For example, at this moment, Li Changxiao calculated that it was the cool autumn, but the common people around him were all wearing coarse linen clothes and complaining about the heat.
According to the calendar of the country where we are now, this is just after the end of spring and the hottest time of summer.
That is why the time and date predicted by Li Changxiao was based on the Lingtian Dynasty. The Qingyu in the southern four regions, Lingtianzhou in the Qingyu, was once a glorious immortal dynasty, but now it is between immortals and mortals, but it is still a huge court. It is now in the bleak autumn season.
Where is the person...how is he?
Li Changxiao stroked his hand, and the branch used for divination disappeared out of thin air. He muttered "Five hundred and thirty-eight years for change", and it seemed that the Ten Thousand Immortals Summit was only two years away.
Head north from now on.
Walking and stopping, everything seems to be just right?
If you want to know what the current situation is like, you can definitely understand it thoroughly by going to Wanxian Peak.
Li Changxiao rested his hands on the back of his head and leaned back.
Then let’s go.
Go to Lingtian Dynasty, go to Wanxian Peak, meet old friends, meet friends, and meet enemies.