Destiny is ashes

Chapter 68 Daoting Daoyan
"I didn't underestimate him, but I couldn't imagine his trump card no matter how hard I tried. The deputy medicine envoy died from a hidden weapon in the sword box. Where did he get it from?"

Instructor Li shook his head and said, "In short, he should not be allowed to waste time in the manor. Sending him to the mountain earlier will save him a lot of trouble."

“But…” At this point, he laughed: “If not for this, we wouldn’t have such an unexpected achievement.”

At this moment, even though they had lost track of An Jing's name and were threatened by the other party, Xu Wenshi and Li Jiaoshi were not worried.

Although they did not know An Jing's true strength, they were very clear that no matter how powerful An Jing was or how many cards he had, he was still a human being after all.

He was running in the mountains and fields, and his speed could definitely not be faster than a shuttle.

Even if An Jing can hide his aura for three or four days, or even avoid being detected by magical powers, what can it do?
Let this kid run for a few days. As the Divine Cult gradually gathers its manpower in the northwest, An Jing's escape will become more and more difficult.

Of course, they are not without scruples.

The actions of the Divine Cult will also arouse the vigilance of Dachen and the surrounding sects. If An Jing can really run to a big city and seek shelter from the Dachen government, their actions will be declared a failure.

However, the city closest to the border, guarded by the great master of the Dachen martial arts vein, is still four thousand miles away from here, and there are also people from the Divine Cult gathering around to block it.

Even that martial vein master... is also a member of the Demon Cult!
Even if An Jing could travel a thousand miles a day, it would be almost impossible for him to escape successfully.

"Let's withdraw first."

Putting away the "Mountain and River Register" in his hand, Xu Wenshi cherished it very much: "An Jing's method of concealing his breath is quite advanced, which may be related to his fate. In the past few days, we will not be able to know where he is."

"Let's go to the nearby villages to rest and wait for orders. With this shuttle, he will never be able to escape from us."

"Let's go." With a slight nod, Instructor Li began to command the team to return.

Different world.

After briefly determining the direction, An Jing sped towards a wilderness village in another world.

At this point, there is no other choice.

He must obtain more resources and improve his strength in these three days.

Either it's a sniper rifle that can snipe the shuttle; or it's a 'vehicle' or other props that can make him faster, break through the encirclement of the demon cult, and shake off the pursuit and interception.

This should have been an impossible task. An Jing originally thought that everything depends on human effort and he had to try to know if it was possible.

But half a day later, when An Jing arrived at the outskirts of the town, he found that he might have overestimated the difficulties.

Because he discovered that the language spoken by the people in this world was exactly the same as that of the Huaixu World.

If the place where the sun rises is the east, then the mountain where An Jing first descended is located in the southwest, and the alien city where the immortal battleship landed is located in the northeast-northeast area.

Between the two is an immense wilderness.

There are scattered dark green forests in the wilderness, a muddy river running through the wilderness, and barren gray land.

Several dilapidated human towns are located beside the river, with several metal towers on the outside, and greenhouses, workshops, residential areas and factory furnaces inside.

The huge furnace in the center of the town is nearly two hundred meters high, like a small mountain. Gray-white smoke rushes out of it, turning into pillars of smoke that support the sky and the earth, and go straight into the gray dome.

Using the smoke column and the furnace as coordinates, An Jing hardly needed to identify the direction. However, the wilderness was different from the mountains and forests. There were no obstacles to movement here, and it was easy for observers to notice any abnormalities. So An Jing actually slowed down after approaching the town.

It was now nightfall, approximately the hour of Xu. Theoretically, even in the previous life, it was time to prepare to rest and fall asleep.

Although some night markets may still be open, there is a high probability that a curfew will be enforced in towns in the wilderness like this.

An Jing originally planned to wait around the town for half a day, let the sword spirit help keep watch, take a short nap, and wait until the morning to see if there was a chance to sneak into the city and learn the local language.

But who would have thought that An Jing, who had just approached the town and had no time to catch his breath, heard gunshots.

Huh——Almost instantly, An Jing crawled to the ground instinctively.

This was an instinct from his previous life, and it saved An Jing's life, because next, the sound of gunfire and fighting was as dense as frying beans or setting off firecrackers. "Die, you bastard from the Flame Claw Gang!"

"Kill them! Beat these worthless bastards into a sieve and get them out of our territory!"

An Jing hid behind a big rock and looked out from afar. In the town, two groups of people were fighting, shouting the slogans of their respective gangs.

And the words they shouted were exactly the same as the language of Huaixu Realm.

But now, An Jing had no surprises.

The young man took a deep breath and muttered to himself, "The people in this other world are so simple and hospitable?"

He watched as beams of spiritual energy flew around, forming a dense network in the streets. The flashes from gunfire even illuminated the dark night sky.

Many of the stray bullets were fired in the direction where An Jing was before. If he hadn't avoided it in time, he would have definitely been killed.

The two gangs fought and ran, constantly changing the site of the firefight, and soon the fight spread from inside the town to outside the town, and even started an extremely fierce convoy chase - modified cars of various shapes spewed sparks, flashed spiritual patterns, held up translucent shields, and exchanged fire with hostile armed vehicles.

Some modified cars can even fly and drop bombs from high above!

Of course, the first bird to stick its head out gets shot down, and the car was quickly shot down by the enemy's concentrated fire, exploding into fireworks in mid-air.

Soon, the main force of the battle left the town and came to the wilderness, while those who remained shouted at each other across the barricades, but no conflict broke out and no buildings were destroyed.

It seems that there is order in chaos.

“They are all sword cultivators!”

The sword spirit was very surprised and said: "Moreover, they also spoke the 'Word of Tao'!"

"I think he might not be a traditional sword cultivator." An Jing said tactfully. He shrank his head to avoid stray bullets. "And what are the Dao words?"

"Daoyan means 'the words passed down by the Daoist sect and the Daoist court.'" The sword spirit explained, "According to ancient legends, there was a true immortal who used the heaven and earth as a boat, the starry sky as a sail, and brought five cities and twelve towers, as well as 108,000 people, to ascend to the Honghong Great Wilderness. This was the beginning of the Huaixu human race."

"Legend has it that Huaixu was the Taoist name of that True Immortal, and the legacy he left behind was called 'Dao Ting' or 'Dao Zong' by people in later generations."

"The language, writing, and standards used by the Huaixu people were all established by the Dao Court."

"Later, for reasons unknown to me, the great immortal left Huaixu Realm, and the Dao Sect was split up, becoming the 'Huaixu Ten Continents' named after the five colors and five directions."

"But no matter how divided they are, the words used by all Huaixu people are the words of the Tao."

At this point, the sword spirit said thoughtfully: "This alien world has fragments of me, and the language is also the language of Tao. It seems to have a great relationship with Huaixu Realm... or, in other words, with the 'Tao Court'."

"Perhaps this world is also the Taoist tradition passed down by the 'Great Immortal Huaixu', or is it a new realm opened up by the Taoist court that split in later generations?"

"In short, this world and Huaixu share the same culture and race, we are all one family." The sword spirit said happily: "I believe that the Taoist tradition is also passed down from generation to generation, which will be much more convenient for you and me!"

An Jing really liked the sword spirit's simple, optimistic and positive attitude, but he had a small doubt: "The people here are so hospitable, even if we speak the same language, I'm afraid it won't stop them from shooting me with a gun or a sword."

"I'm wearing different clothes and have a different accent. How am I supposed to get into the city?"

"Well……"

This was obviously not an area that the sword spirit was good at, but he was experienced after all, and gave An Jing a good suggestion: "How about changing clothes?"

"I saw that the fight was quite intense. Take off your clothes and put them on first."

After all, it's a sword, it doesn't have any human morals, and it's natural to strip a dead person's clothes.

"Good idea." An Jing also nodded slightly, looking with burning eyes at the wilderness where the two groups had fought before.

(End of this chapter)