MTL - The Green Gourd Sword Fairy-Chapter 1440 Visitors from Peach Blossom Land

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Liang Yan's mood was tumultuous, but the surface was calm.

"Sorry, it was Liang who was abrupt. I don't know where this place is?" Liang Yan asked as calmly as possible.

"This is the 'Wangxia Mountain', which belongs to the territory of our 'Shiling Clan'. Not far down the mountain is our tribe's village. If you don't dislike it, you can come and sit in our village."

"Tribe? Village?"

Liang Yan was secretly surprised.

You must know that most of the cultivators are aloof, isolated and widowed, often occupying a mountain as a cave, and no one is allowed to approach near the cave.

Unless it is a sect or an aristocratic family, I have never heard of a gathering of cultivators.

Not to mention the tribes and villages of cultivators, they sounded like alien races in the "Flying Fish Fifteen Continents".

With a skeptical attitude, Liang Yan looked at the woodcutter man in front of him again, and saw that his heaven was full, his blood was smooth, and his aura was undoubtedly human.

"Strange, could it be that the entire village is his family? The so-called clan is the family?"

Liang Yansi thought about it, thinking only of this possibility.

The environment here is a bit special. I just arrived here, and I don't understand many things. Since the other party is warmly invited, it is better to go with the flow and inquire about the situation here.

Thinking of this, Liang Yan said with a smile, "I don't know how to call you friends?"

"There is a lot in Xialu!" The woodcutter man's voice was very bold.

"It turned out to be a big brother. Since the Daoist friend sincerely invites him, then Liang will just chatter." Liang Yan laughed.

"Haha, what's not to talk about, those who come are guests! Brother Liang, come with me!"

Lu Dayou laughed and waved his scythe in his hand, and two gusts of wind immediately swept up, smashing all the branches and vines that blocked the road, opening a road ahead.

Liang Yan followed behind him, walking down the mountain slowly, chatting and laughing along the way, and getting along quite well.

After some chatting, Liang Yan found that Lu Dayou was an upright person. His forthrightness did not seem like a disguise.

It turned out that this "Stone Spirit Clan" was different from what he had guessed. It was not the gathering place of the Cultivation Family, but the gathering of monks who lived nearby.

There is no sect, no family, and no city, there are just tribes.

Tribes are divided by region, as here, the north of Wangxia Mountain, the south of Jinsha River, the west of Luofeng Mountain, and the east of Longding Mountain belong to the sphere of influence of the "Shiling Clan".

The "Stone Spirit Tribe" is rich in wine and hospitable. As Lu Dayou said, all who come are guests. Travelers who pass through the village, regardless of gender, age or level of cultivation, will be warmly welcomed by them.

Liang Yan's first impression of Lu Dayou was good, but there was one thing he couldn't understand.

Everyone is a monk, not to mention the level of cultivation, flying in the sky is a normal thing, right? There is no air restriction here, I don’t understand why I have to go down the mountain with one pair of feet.

Although he had doubts in his heart, the other party didn't say anything, and Liang Yan didn't ask much, so as not to make other people's taboos.

In this way, he followed Lu Dayou, chatting and laughing all the way, and after about half a column of incense effort, he finally descended the "Wangxia Mountain" and came to an official road.

When he got here, Lu Dayou still did not choose to fly in the air, but instead pulled an ox cart from the roadside.

"Brother Liang, I didn't know beforehand that you would come. This bullock cart was parked here before I went up the mountain. It's a bit shabby on top. Please Haihan!"

Lu Dayou's face was a little apologetic. After speaking, he got in the car to tidy up, and made a seat with straw.

"Brother Liang, I can only apologise to you. After returning to the village, I will arrange a good place for you."

"Friend Lu Dao..."

Liang Yan hesitated for a moment, but in the end he couldn't help it, and asked, "You and I are both people of self-cultivation, why do you need to use an ox cart to drive the road? Escape the light together, fly to the sky, and go to and from Qingming, wouldn't you be at ease?"

"Flying to the ground?" Lu Dayou glanced at him, his face a little surprised.

"Brother Liang, don't be joking, how can this kind of spell be used at will?

Flying with will is a great disrespect to the sky, unless there is a reason, and you need to pray to the sky sincerely before you can use the flying escape technique. As for escaping, let alone the earth under your feet is the mother that nurtures the vast number of living beings, and the technique of escaping is forbidden in all major tribes, how could Brother Liang say such a thing?"

After listening to Liang Yan, he just felt incredible.

Cultivation and self-cultivation, what you want is to be at ease and free from restraint, why the monks here don't even dare to fly to the sky, and they have to use ox carts to travel, which is unheard of.

"There is a spirit in the sky, the mother of the earth... Where did you hear this?" Liang Yan asked.

"It's been passed down from generation to generation."

Lu Dayou seemed to be saying something for granted~www.novelbuddy.com~ did not feel anything wrong, but Liang Yan's words aroused his suspicion.

"Brother Liang, which tribe are you from? Didn't your parents tell you these rules?"

Seeing Lu Da's puzzled expression, Liang Yan thought for a while and said, "Actually, I have never met my parents. I followed my master to cultivate in the mountains since I was a child, and I was not allowed to go down the mountain until not long ago. This is also the first time I have come out to see the world. , I don't understand many rules, which made Brother Lu laugh."

"It turns out that Brother Liang has such a background..."

Lu Dayou sighed lightly, the doubt on his face gradually disappeared, and he brought a trace of sympathy instead.

"Sorry, Lu Mou is talking too much. I shouldn't inquire about Brother Liang's family affairs. When I get to the village, I will treat my brother well!"

"Brother Lu, be refreshing, you won't go home if you don't get drunk!"

Liang Yan smiled without restraint, got on the ox cart and lay down on the straw pile.

"Brother Liang, we're off!"

Lu Dayou laughed heartily, driving an ox cart in front of him. The big ox had some spirituality. Before he could drop his whip, he had already stretched his hooves and pulled the ox cart forward.

Squeak! Squeak!

The chariot was sunk in the yellow mud, and two long traces were printed. The spring breeze was blowing on the face, the fragrance of flowers was fragrant, and the lazy sun shone down, gilding the ox cart and the straw with a golden glow.

Everything is so peaceful, so peaceful.

For Liang Yan, who had just experienced nine deaths, time seemed to stop at this moment.

The sun was shining on the straw, and a unique aroma poured into the tip of his nose, making him feel extraordinarily peaceful.

The spring breeze sent them all the way, and the ox cart moved forward slowly. Liang Yan didn't care about the speed. He let the ox cart take him up and down, over a few hillsides, and through a dense forest, until there was an elegant sound in front of him. Floral.