There are unwritten rules in the world of cultivation. Low-level cultivation usually fly at low altitudes. If you fly at high altitudes, it will be regarded as a rash move.

The three cranes and one eagle flew along a low altitude and arrived directly into the territory of Weizhou. They did not encounter Taoist Miao or monks, but they often encountered leaping warriors.

When the warrior saw Yinghe, he knew the identities of Gu Xuan and others, so he was afraid to avoid them, so he dared not cause any more trouble.

Di Hong felt bored, so she suggested riding a horse. Anyway, she had plenty of time and got the approval of others.

The spirit crane flies much faster than the BMW Mercedes-Benz, not to mention that the straight line can shorten the distance between the two places.

Arriving at the first city, the two sides parted ways, Gu Xuan went to Pingshan, and the others entered the city to buy horses.

The closer it is to Pingshan, the more Gu Xuan feels like he is home, and he repeatedly urges Linghe to speed up his flight.

It was not until Xiaoqing shouted twice in protest that Gu Xuan returned to normal, smiled bitterly and sighed.

Wang Mang did not speak out to enlighten him. It is best to understand this state of mind by oneself, otherwise it will easily become a demon in the heart.

...

The spiritual crane hovered in the sky, Gu Xuan took a deep breath and looked around his eyes.

The lonely cliff is close at hand. As always, there is a small amount of snow on the cliff, and the clouds and mists are floating in the cliff.

The hoes and tea sets on the rocks on the cliff were missing, and there were no tea sets around.

"Go to the hole in the wall."

Wang Mang's voice was a little strange, and he was obviously not calm.

The spirit crane flew down and soon arrived on the lush banyan tree.

Gu Xuan took out a low-grade essence cultivation pill and took it to Linghe. The medium-grade essence cultivation pill given by Lu Biao had been used up.

After touching the stone wall, what happened several months ago came to my mind. Gu Xuan leaned into the hole with anticipation.

After a few careful observations, the cave was empty except for a few embers.

Gu Xuan's mood plummeted, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Oh, what the senior said is reasonable, and opportunities should not be forced."

Wang Mang's voice was complicated: "Don't care too much. I should have such a disaster, and it is hard to violate the destiny of heaven."

Gu Xuan's eyes suddenly showed their brilliance: "Just as the ashes, the senior's body has been burned for a long time. If it is related to the Ximen family, Ximen Qi and Wang Ling will definitely not be able to escape."

Wang Mang snorted coldly: "Sooner or later, they will kill them. Then you can directly search for the soul and you will know the truth."

There was nothing found in the cave. Although Gu Xuan was lost, he didn't complain about anything and flew back to the lonely cliff.

Wang Mang suggested: "You might as well walk back to the teahouse and reminisce about past experiences along the way.

Something helps to refine your heart.”

Gu Xuan jumped onto the rock and took out the Fusheng bag. As soon as the true energy urged, a strong suction force was emitted from the pocket.

"Xiaoqing, go in."

The spiritual crane roared with a clear sound, flapped its wings a few times, and flew into the Fusheng bag against the suction force.

Gu Xuan walked slowly on the narrow mountain road, and scenes of the past life appeared in his heart.

After savoring all the experiences, Gu Xuan suddenly realized that there were two things that might cause inner demons.

First, because of his birth, his mother's physical weakness and premature death, and second, because his father's revenge was not revenged.

The former cannot be compensated at all, while the latter is currently inadequate and it is difficult to take revenge in a short period of time.

Gu Xuan looked around and happened to walk to Gu Ren's death. He burned the body and the ashes could not be left behind.

"My father worked hard all his life and was innocently injured, so he had to build a house..."

Gu Xuan seemed to remember something, and his emotion suddenly stopped.

"Senior, before my father died, he seemed to have shouted a last word. He was so angry that he didn't hear it clearly."

"Hmm?" Wang Mang recalled carefully, "There is a last word, and your father seems to have mentioned the relics."

"Relics?"

Gu Xuan stopped walking, his figure flashed several feet away in an instant.

A ghostly figure teleported continuously on the mountain road, and the ordinary eyes could not see clearly.

Gu Xuan finally teleported to a small hill, with many cold-resistant trees growing, and the top could overlook the Pingshan official road.

Standing next to the big tree, Gu Xuan looked down and couldn't help but look surprised.

There is an official road in front of the hill. There are several simple houses built at the foot of the hill. A banner hangs at the corners of the house, waving in the wind.

The word "teaya" on the banner is crooked and written by Gu Ren himself.

In the past, only Gu Xuan and his son were the only ones who run the teahouse, but the teahouse is still open now.

A team of traveling merchants rested in the teahouse, drinking tea was like drinking wine, in groups of three or five, and shouting constantly.

Several bad horses of camel cargo stood aside and sniffed from time to time.

Gu Xuan shrank his body and said softly: "After several months, the teahouse has been occupied. No wonder Gumu Cliff did not see the things of the past."

Wang Mang suggested: "You should set up a tomb for your father, which can relieve the inner demons. Moreover, your father also mentioned the relics and should not be discarded."

"This statement makes sense. It is too abrupt to come to the door and is easily exposed. You have to find a proper cover and make a disguise in Fufeng City."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Xuan's figure flashed and disappeared in an instant.

...

A strong horse ran on the Pingshan official road, and the horse's hooves clattered.

On the back of the horse was a tall young man wearing a coarse gray coat and a hat. His skin was slightly dark, he had a big mole on his cheeks and a long sword hanging around his waist.

This person is Gu Xuan. After being modified and disguised, he is completely different.

Wang Mang specially gave Gu Xuan a pseudonym, Huang Ye.

The word "ye" is disassembled and reorganized by the word "gu", and the word "huang" comes from "Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang".

"Hey!"

Arriving at the Teahouse, Gu Xuan clamped his legs and pulled the reins with his hands. He was skillful in his movements without any awkwardness.

The strong horse neighed for a long time, and suddenly the man stood up, his front hooves hit each other for a few strokes before landing on the ground.

The traveling merchant has left, and there are no other waiters in the teahouse.

A young man in gray ran out, glanced at Gu Xuan, and greeted warmly: "Today's wind and cold, can the guest officer come with a pot of dust tea?"

Gu Xuan was a little dazed and could vaguely see his former self from the boy dressed up in the boy.

According to Gu Ren's words back then, the elegant name of "Xiaochen Tea" was still taken by Gu Mother.

"Get a pot."

Gu Xuan turned over and dismounted the horse, handed the reins to the boy, without any pretentiousness.

"Okay!"

The ordinary-looking boy was overjoyed, took the reins happily, shouted at the inner room.

"A pot of dust tea!"

Gu Xuan was quite familiar with the teahouse and did not show any abnormality. He just glanced at the inner room and sat next to the tea table under the thatched hut.

"Please use tea for the guest."

A thin middle-aged man in gray walked up, put the large teapot on the table, and greeted him with a smile.

Gu Xuan deliberately untied the sword and placed it on the table. Then he reached out and said with a blank expression: "Sit down, I'm here to inquire about something."

The middle-aged man did not doubt it, and sat opposite Gu Xuan: "Cheer, please tell me, I will tell you everything."

Gu Xuan did not respond immediately, flipped up two tea bowls, poured the tea soup, and pushed a bowl to the middle-aged man.

The tea soup was steaming hot, Gu Xuan held the bowl with one hand, slowly blowing the heat away, and taking a sip in a sensible manner.

The tea soup is still tasteless, but Gu Xuan is like drinking a good wine, and his face is full of intoxication.

The middle-aged man was surprised and muttered to himself that this person's behavior was a bit strange and he didn't know where he came from.
Chapter completed!