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Chapter Thirteen Zhao Xuwen

September 27th.

Nanzhao Kingdom is located in the southernmost part of the mainland. Even though it is late autumn now, the weather here is still very stuffy.

After Li Changan absorbed spiritual power and warmed up for nearly two months, the internal injuries of his internal organs in his body were healed.

It was noon, and Li Changan, who had finished breathing adjustment, took out a piece of clothing from the storage jade perch, changed into clothes, and then walked out of the wing room.

Li Changan had just walked down the stairs when the inn owner knelt in front of him, kowtowed, begging for mercy, "A great immortal! The little dog's eyes are low, you have a lot of them, and the prime minister can hold a boat in his stomach, so don't blame me..."

Li Changan looked at the inn boss' reaction and guessed that he had guessed his identity; but this is natural. If an ordinary mortal was left alone for two months, without eating or drinking, he would have starved to death, and he would have been alive. Li Changan helped the inn boss up and said, "Get up quickly. If I think of you, you would have died long ago, so you would have been noisy here."

Upon hearing this, the inn owner quickly got up, then stood aside, looking like a quail, looking very well-behaved.

Time went by and after, it had been three months since Li Chang'an was damaged by the main flying talisman and could not contact Li Yu and his men. After Fenglei Village escaped, he was worried about Li Yu's safety, "This is my first time in Nanzhao. Is there a place where monks gather near you Chaochang? I want to buy some magic weapons."

The inn owner lowered his head and replied humbly: "The Supreme Immortal, the youngest is just a small minor. How could he know the residence of the immortal? I have lived for so many years and I have the honor to see you, the Supreme Immortal..."

"That's true..." Li Chang'an nodded. Nanzhao is different from Han. Nanzhao is just a small country in a small area of ​​the Alliance of Hundred Nations. It has a sparse population and weak spiritual power. It is estimated that no monk is willing to live here forever.

"But..." The inn owner wanted to speak but stopped.

Seeing this, Li Changan said, "But it's okay."

"I am also heard from the immortal. I don't know whether the matter is true or not..." said the inn owner: "I heard from the business travelers who are coming and going, there is a Yunxia Mountain surrounded by smoke more than 500 miles northwest. I heard from the business travelers that when they passed by somewhere, they saw a figure flying out of the Yunxia Mountain. I guess there might be immortals living there."

Li Changan nodded thoughtfully. The smoke surrounds the body, which should be because of the strong spiritual power, is very likely to live in the rich spiritual power of heaven and earth.

"I have disturbed the store during this period, so I have said goodbye..." Li Changan said to the inn owner, and after that, he headed northwest with his sword.

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There is only a little bit of Nanzhao. The inn owner said that Yunxia Mountain is five hundred miles northwest, but according to Li Chang'an's own feeling, this distance is at most 400 roads, because it took him less than an hour to arrive at Yunxia Mountain.

The spiritual power of Yunxia Mountain was not as thick as expected, but in general it was not thin. Looking at Yunxia Mountain, which was surrounded by mist not far away, Li Chang'an shouted loudly: "Li Chang'an passed by here and came to visit him. Please invite the immortal friends of Yunxia Mountain to meet and talk to him." After saying this, Yunxia Mountain was silent for a while, and soon an old man flew out.

The old man was about eighty years old, with wrinkles on his face, gray hair, wearing a sackcloth, and hunched over. The old man's cultivation was in the early stage of foundation building. Facing Li Chang'an in the late stage of foundation building, the old man did not show any fear or anxiety, but on the contrary, he showed great calmness and calmness. After looking at Li Chang'an a few times, he asked, "What's the matter with this fellow Taoist visiting Yunxia Mountain?"

Li Changan bowed and said, "Can fellow Taoist have the main flying talisman for communication? I can exchange it with fellow Taoist elixirs."

The old man shook his head and said, "I am just a casual cultivator and have no master flying talisman."

Li Changan was a little disappointed when he heard this. He bowed again and prepared to leave here...

Seeing that Li Changan was elegant, easy-going, humble and polite, the old man put down his guard. He asked Li Changan again: "I don't know what elixirs do you have? Are there elixirs to improve your cultivation? If there are, I want to buy some."

“There are some…”

When the old man heard this, he looked happy. He grabbed Li Changan's arm and said to Li Changan with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, please go into the mountain to talk."

Li Changan, who originally intended to leave, was pulled by the old man with his arm, and was embarrassed to refuse, so he could only follow the old man into Yunxia Mountain.

While taking Li Chang'an into Yunxia Mountain, the old man said, "Fellow Daoist Li, I'm going to Zhao Xuwen. If you have offended me before, I hope you will forgive me."

"I have a talented junior in my family. This time I bought elixirs to improve my cultivation from fellow Taoists, and it was also for my junior..." Zhao Xuwen said continuously: "Fucky Daoist has achieved the late stage of foundation building at a young age. He is really young and promising! I heard the accent of fellow Taoists before, and I didn't know who my friend is?"

"I'm from Han..."

"Oh, Han Kingdom, that's a big country!" Zhao Xuwen was shocked and said again: "Our Nanzhao is not far from Han Kingdom. When I was young, I had been to Han Kingdom several times. There were carved beams, painted buildings, and jade buildings. It was very prosperous! My fellow Taoist was born in a good place."

Li Changan smiled, Zhao Xuwen's words were very interesting, and he couldn't help but feel a little favor in his heart.

Zhao Xuwen talked: "The territory of the Han Dynasty is vast. I have only been to Jiangnan. I don't know where my friend's ancestral home is?"

Li Changan replied: "My ancestral home is Shuzhou, and I am also on the edge of the Yangtze River, but in the north of the Yangtze River, not in the south of the Yangtze River."

"Shuzhou?!" Zhao Xuwen asked in shock: "But is Li Yunfei's Shuzhou?"

Li Changan was stunned, smiled awkwardly, and replied: "It's...that Shuzhou."

Zhao Xuwen touched his beard and smiled, "I didn't expect that fellow Taoist is a fellow villager with Li Yunfei!"

"You... also... know Li Yunfei?" Li Changan was a little curious. The monks from the Han and Tiandao Kingdom knew his father. Li Changan was not surprised. There was no war between the Nanzhao Kingdom and the Han Dynasty. The monks here were so good. How could they know his father?

"Although I rarely go out and have only been to the Han Kingdom twice, I have heard of the name of the War God Li Yunfei!" Zhao Xuwen touched his beard and talked: "That year, the war was everywhere, and the killing was hard to stop. The Han Kingdom was as dangerous as it was. Li Yunfei held a three-foot green edge to save the people from water and fire, to save the country from the upside down, to drive out the Tartars, to uphold the right path, and to achieve great success that will never change for generations. He should be able to save a country by one person!" Zhao Xuwen sighed in a mess.

Anyone who hears this kind of bragging will blush, not to mention that the person being bragged is his father; Li Changan's old face turned red and said modestly for Li Yunfei: "Where is there, there is no, it's exaggerating. I don't know where my friends listen to it? Why do I feel inexplicably familiar?"

Zhao Xuwen replied: "Is there any exaggeration? When I was passing by Han Dynasty, I listened to the storyteller in the restaurant and teahouse."

"So that's it..." Li Changan suddenly realized and said, "I just said why it sounds like a storyteller's speech."
Chapter completed!
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