Rising Xianxia World

Chapter 266 Arriving at the Wild Road

Three days later, Gu Qiubai and others finally arrived at the wild road.

"It's really desolate—" This was the first impression that Manhuang Dao gave to everyone.

The wild road is located in a hilly area, and as far as the eye can see, it is surrounded by mountains and rivers, the terrain is dangerous, it seems to be back to the original land.

Most of the land here is red, as if stained with blood, and there is a hint of gloom in the desolation, which makes people feel very depressed.

It seems that due to the influence of this kind of red land, the aura of heaven and earth in this area is extremely lacking, only about half of that of the outside world.

There are no Taoists and merchants who are willing to live here, so this has also led to the lack of wisdom of the people here, and most of the people are very barbaric and backward.

The buildings here also have their own style. They are not made of rubble, but oval-shaped small spaces made of cloth and hemp rope, similar to the yurts in the real world, but easier to carry.

Of course, once encountering severe weather such as heavy rain or snow, these buildings can't be as geographical as houses built with tile-roofed houses, so this also leads to a lower survival rate here than in other places.

Knowing these things, Jiu Piaoling and the others felt even heavier.

"Yin Yueqing, the old and barbaric Daoist, pays his respects to His Highness the Ninth Prince..."

At this moment, an old man in a red and black official robe came over with a cane, bowed and said.

"Old Yue, I haven't seen you for several years. Has your leg recovered yet?" Yan Beiming looked at the old man and asked.

"Back then when the monsters rioted and hurt Yuanyuan, I'm afraid it won't get better, but it's not a problem, it's not a problem, the old man is old, and it's not a big deal to just lame one leg." Yue Qing waved his hands.

"Hey, it's been so hard for you for so many years." Yan Beiming's voice was a little heavy.

"What is General Yan talking about? This is the place where I was born and raised. This old man only hopes to contribute a little to his homeland. However, his ability is limited and he can't make life better for the people in his hometown. You are guilty, and you are ashamed of your trust in Emperor Chu." Yue Qing lowered his head and sighed, his tone very sad.

"Elder Yue, don't blame yourself. Father has mentioned you many times, saying that without you, this barbaric way might have changed. The younger generation will always remember your contribution to the state of Chu... Speaking of which, Chu has owed you all these years." Jiu Piaoling said at this time.

"What is His Highness the Ninth Prince talking about? For the sake of Chu, for the sake of his hometown, this old man is willing to devote himself to death!" Yue Qing said hastily.

"With Yue Lao's words, I feel a lot more at ease. The younger generation has little talent and learning. This time I came to the Wilderness Dao. If there is anything I don't understand, I hope Yue Lao will not hesitate to enlighten me." Ninth Piao Ling bowed.

"I have heard about the talents of His Highness Ninth Prince. This time, His Highness Ninth Prince took over the Wild Road, and I am overjoyed. First of all, I would like to thank His Highness Ninth Prince for not forgetting our barbaric place..."

Gu Qiubai stood aside silently, looking at the old man with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Although this person's cultivation base is only at the middle stage of Jindan, his bookish spirit is extremely strong, and he has reached the level of a great Confucianism.

Born in such poor mountains and rivers, it is extremely difficult to be able to cultivate to the middle stage of Jindan, and more importantly, to be able to have the level of a great Confucian.

If this person was placed in a normal environment, he would definitely be one of the best geniuses in the Taoist sect.

It's a pity that I wasted my life trapped in this poor mountain and evil water.

"Are there really people in the world who give up their future for the sake of their hometown?" Gu Qiubai couldn't help thinking.

He is used to the dangers in the world, most of them are mercenary, and the worst thing is to protect himself wisely, so he doesn't care about other people's life or death.

This kind of sage seems to only exist in books now, and it is really uncomfortable to see one for no reason.

"Your Highness Ninth Prince, come with me. The old man has already arranged a residence for you, but the house is simple and simple. I hope all the distinguished guests don't mind." Elder Yue said.

It took several hours, and finally came to the center of the wild road. The conditions here are better than the outside world, but the environment is still harsh.

Everyone's mansion is still a yurt-like building, but it is bigger than other houses.

The sleeper, dining table and other furniture have already been prepared inside, which can be regarded as everything.

Near noon, Yue Lao had already prepared lunch, which was basically meat, with only a few vegetarian dishes.

It's not how luxurious it is, but the special environment here. Many crops can't survive at all, and they can only rely on hunting to make ends meet.

At the level of Gu Qiubai and others, in fact, they can already eat bigu, and lunch is just a formality.

"Old Yue, after lunch, I'm going to go on a tour around the place. When I come back, please give me a copy of the archives of the wild road over the past few years." After the greetings, Ninth Piaoling started to get down to business.

"Naturally, naturally, I have prepared all the materials for the past ten years." Yue Lao said.

Gu Qiubai is not good at management, so he didn't ask too much about this kind of thing.

A quarter of an hour later, after a group of people had a taste of the local food, Jiu Piaoling stood up, ready to take the time to do a field investigation and understand the basic situation of the people.

It has to be said that Ninth Piaoling's vigorous and resolute appearance still has a bit of a Mingjun flavor.

After all, it is difficult to make effective reforms only by relying on some recorded materials without a thorough understanding of the needs and difficulties of the people.

Just when everyone was about to go out, a burly man in a beast robe hurried over and said out of breath, "My lord, it's not good. There's news from Huangquan Mountain that it seems that a monster riot is about to happen!"

Yue Qing's expression changed when he heard this, and he said, "Why is this happening? There was only a monster riot three months ago. According to the usual situation, it should be half a year later."

Thinking of the harm brought by the monster riot to the people, the face of this great Confucian who has read poetry and books turned pale for a while.

"We don't know either. It is said that a small wave of monsters have already rushed out from the mountain and were hunted down by them. This is the prelude to the arrival of the beast tide. My lord, you have always been resourceful. I beg you to find a way!" the man begged.

"This..." Yue Qing was momentarily at a loss for words.

Although he has read the sage books, but facing this situation, there is no other better way than to use brute force to block, disperse the attack range of the monster wave, and reduce losses.

Moreover, it has only been three months since the last monster wave erupted, and the people have not recovered from their injuries at all. If another wave of beasts erupts, the wild road will face a fatal blow!

Yue Qing seemed to be ten years older in an instant, and all the hard work for so many years seemed to be wasted in an instant.

Ninth Piaoling naturally also heard the conversation between the two, raised her eyebrows, and then turned to look at Gu Qiubai beside her.

Gu Qiubai felt Jiu Piaoling's gaze, blinked his eyes, and said: "Don't you want to know how I will solve this matter, come with me."

(End of this chapter)