Chapter 822: Under Tianshi Mountain

"Will you take me with you? I also want to see the magnanimity of Tianshi Sect." Yu Ping swallowed.

"I think you want to try the delicious food of Tianshi Sect, right? There is no need to stay here. You and Uncle Zhou are both coming with me. Tianshi Sect is in Yanzhou, not far from us. I am going to learn from Zhao Shoufu , Traveling thousands of miles, practicing at the same time. When I become a disciple of Tianshi Sect, I will take some time to visit the nearby Guxuan Mountain."

"The largest sect in martial arts, tsk tsk, I really want to see it." Yu Ping said.

"I'm going to pay a visit to Lord Supervisor and Marshal Chen and set off tomorrow. You pack up, find a caravan heading towards Tianshi City, and we'll hit the road together."

"Okay."

At dawn, the three of them put on their casual clothes, carried their luggage, and quietly left the Zhenbei Army, joining a large caravan of three hundred people and leaving Beiyuan City.

Zhenbeijun, supervising the military mansion.

When Cha Fuli heard the spies' report, he thought in his mind: "The dignified commander and the commander-in-chief can leave as soon as they say it. This Li Qingxian is true to his word. It seems that he has to withdraw as planned before. This person is not a man who is fighting for power and gain." As for Lu Han, I'll just be perfunctory. You are the righteous son of the governor, and so am I. You are a martial arts genius, but you have just been promoted to the fourth rank. I will offend you for the future. A great life magician, I’m not that stupid..."

Marshal's Mansion.

"Commander, Li Qingxian is really gone."

"Oh, it's in vain that you were so optimistic. In the end, you didn't take the Zhenbei Army as your own."

"I thought he could contain Chafuli when he came, but who knew he was also a coward."

"Now that I'm gone, I don't know if he will come back in the year of the monkey. By then, Modao Army will not be able to rely on him."

"Commander, what do you think of this matter?"

The generals looked at Chen Yingyang.

"Everyone has his or her own ambitions, so don't force them."

In the spring in the north, sand and dust are swirling, and the caravan is heading south.

Li Qingxian often sat in the carriage to practice, and occasionally got out of the carriage to chat with nearby businessmen, guards, bodyguards, monks, etc.

Every night when setting up camp and resting, the bonfire would be lit, and Li Qingxian would be there, sitting in the crowd, talking and laughing with everyone.

The caravans come from all over the world, some are silent, like Zhou Hen, and some are looking for fun, like Yu Ping.

Li Qingxian's status as a seventh-grade Taoist cultivator was inconspicuous, but no one provoked him. Everyone who saw him would call him "Master Li".

A few days ago, everyone in the caravan was unfamiliar and relatively reserved.

After three days, everyone became familiar with each other, and these people who traveled around the world opened up and chatted freely.

Different people are scattered around different campfires, disconnected from each other in circles.

Sometimes, Li Qingxian goes to martial arts circles.

The warriors are the loudest among everyone. They always like to talk about where the treasure was found, which sect produced the genius, which sect was wiped out, and occasionally they discuss martial arts.

When the conversation got deeper, they would whisper some rumors about monks, such as the ferocity of the demon sect and the weirdness of the evil sect. be understood.

In the end, they couldn't help but argue about the ranking of today's martial arts. When the argument got to the extreme, they would curse and compete with each other and try a few moves.

Fortunately, there are people in charge, and once three moves are passed, they will stop.

Three moves can't tell the difference between life and death, but they are enough to give a rough idea of ​​one's performance.

If you lose, you won't be able to bear it, so you'll go hide in another circle for a few days and then come back.

The pride of winning subsided within two days, just like always.

Occasionally go to the businessman's circle.

When businessmen gather together, they like to analyze the trends of the court, analyze the situation in various places, share gossip, and discuss what is most profitable and what is loss-making, who can be messed with, and where not to go.

While chatting, the businessmen couldn't help complaining about the low status of businessmen. In some places, businessmen's children were not even allowed to attend good academies. Some even accused local tyrants of not treating businessmen as human beings, and arbitrarily framed businessmen and then plundered their property. In the eyes of others, businessmen are fat-headed, but actual businessmen are worse than dogs of the powerful and powerful.

At the end of the day, businessmen count their merits as usual, because the world underestimates them.

If there are too many complaints, someone will remind them if they are brought up to the senior officials. Then everyone will change the topic and start to laugh at the brainless warriors, clumsy farmers and confused long-term workers. Occasionally, they will also talk about romantic affairs.

Li Qingxian also often went to the escort circle of those unworthy guys to chat.

They either told stories about the Zhang family and the Li family, stories about heroes, or told about places that had been hit by disasters. From time to time they told some true and false secrets, pretending to be incomprehensible and smiling silently.

At the end of the conversation, these people will definitely say that the world is not good, cite various tragic examples around them, and tell people how to avoid it.

There are also some small groups accompanying the chamber of commerce, just chatting around their own small campfire.

In the past, Li Qingxian mainly understood the world through the imperial palace newspapers and night guard intelligence, but now he hears the virtual and real world with his own ears.

As the team traveled south, they would often encounter small groups of monsters or horse bandits.

Most of the demon clans or horse bandits watched from a distance and left. Occasionally, someone came and the team announced their names and backgrounds, or showed their middle-class status, and those people dispersed.

After walking for ten days, Li Qingxian recalled that he encountered monsters or horse bandits snooping on him an average of ten times a day.

The caravan passed through Tianfang City, Shiyuan City, Lanhu City and Baoshan City, and finally saw the huge Tianshi Mountain from a distance like a giant tower reaching into the sky.

At the foot of the green Tianshi Mountain, a white city lies in front of it.

Many people in the team breathed a sigh of relief.

"Finally we're here!"

“It’s so uncomfortable to be on tenterhooks all day long!”

"We were lucky to have not encountered any fierce bandits along the way, otherwise there would have been a big fight."

Yu Ping glanced at Li Qingxian and Zhou Hen, thinking that for these two gentlemen, the bandits and horse bandits with slightly stronger luck would avoid them.

After ten days, everyone got familiar with each other, and there was no threat anymore, so they relaxed and chatted loudly.

The captain of the middle-grade guard of the caravan laughed and scolded a few times, and then ignored it.

Not long after, some shop assistants took flyers and distributed advertisements.

In this day and age, paper is not expensive, but no one is willing to throw it away, so they all take it in their hands.

"Sure enough, it's another advertisement from Wanhe Chamber of Commerce. It's worthy of being a big company backed by Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce. Look at the jingles and nursery rhymes above. As long as there is a city with Wanhe Chamber of Commerce, children will sing them. Wow..."

"Wanhe Chamber of Commerce is really powerful. So, when these children grow up, who wouldn't want to buy their products?"

"Their products are really good, such as bone china, transparent glass, and various exquisite things, which are amazing."

"It's nothing more than a gimmick, not worthy of being on the table." An old scholar who was not yet in the rank shook his head.

"In addition to these beautiful things, Wanhe Chamber of Commerce also has various cheap tools, whether it is a plow, a carriage or a scissors, they can all help people, so how can they not be presentable? Even the palace uses Wanhe Chamber of Commerce, so what else can we call it if not presentable?"

"In a few years, what you wear and eat will inevitably come from Wanhe Chamber of Commerce."

"Don't argue with this pedantic old guy. If he really has insight, he won't see only one side of the black. Anyway, I am particularly grateful for his glass lamp. The oil lamp almost blinded my eyes before..."