The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 301: Thirty-Six Kingdoms in the Western Regions
"The rewards for good and evil follow you like a shadow. That is why there are gods in heaven and earth who oversee sins. They punish people according to the severity of their sins."

“The highest good is like water. Water benefits all things without contending. No one in the world can contend with it. It stays where others hate, so it is close to the Tao.”

The warm sunshine spread over Mount Zhongnan. Shen Yuanliang, dressed in a black and white Taoist robe and a lotus crown on his head, was running among the mountains and discussing Taoism with a Taoist master who practiced in seclusion.

Mount Zhongnan, the ancestral home of Taoism, is openly headed by the Ancient Tomb Sect and the Quanzhen Sect, but secretly there are countless Taoist temples in the mountains like stars in the night sky!

After ten days of discussing Taoism, Shen Yuanliang's accumulated knowledge expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye. His eyes, as gentle as jade, and his uninhibited behavior, every move fully demonstrated the demeanor of an immortal, and he was truly extraordinary!

At the foot of the mountain, outside the long pavilion!
"See you later!"

After bowing, under the watchful eyes of Lin Chaoying and others, Shen Yuanliang and his party took lotus steps one by one and reached the ancient ship Qingdi, which was a hundred feet high in the sky.

With a "whoosh", the ancient ship as big as a fortress disappeared into the sky, leaving behind only a small black dot and a long white line like a silver dragon winding to the end of the sky.

"Brother Yuanliang, thank you!"

After saying that, Li Mochou's soft red lips were imprinted on Shen Yuanliang's cheek. An electric shock-like feeling swept through his body, and a faint blush contrasted with the red sun.

"We're all family!"

Waving his hands, Shen Yuanliang laughed: "They are your ancestors, grandmothers, and masters. The Red Dust Immortal Scripture is nothing!"

Before leaving, Shen Yuanliang left the copied "Red Dust Immortal Scripture" in the ancient tomb. The meaning is self-evident. In a world of fierce competition, it is always good for the mother's family to have more strength.

"GuoGuo, where are we going next?"

Shen Qianqian, who wore pigtails and looked like a porcelain doll, tilted her head, blinked her bright eyes, and asked, "Is it fun?"

"The Thirty-Six Kingdoms of the Western Regions."

Holding the side of the boat, his white fingers brushed across the drifting clouds, and Shen Yuanliang spoke casually.

With the help of the Qingdi, which can travel thousands of miles a day, Shen Yuanliang has traveled all over the mountains and rivers, and seen the prosperity of the world in one day. The Thirty-Six Kingdoms in the Western Regions are very different from the Kyushu, and it is well worth a trip.

What’s more, the ancestor of all mountains - Kunlun Mountain is right there!
The legendary gate of hell? The Queen Mother of the West in the myth? The mythical beast Kunwu? Everything tells the story of the wonders of Kunlun Mountain.

"Thirty-six countries in the Western Regions?"

"Brother Yuanliang, according to the news from the Heavenly Guards, the ancient kingdom of Loulan has emerged. It is rumored that the ultimate power of the world is hidden in it."

Li Wan'er wore a red and white dress embroidered with peonies and a butterfly hairpin in her hair. She looked noble and dignified, like a fairy concubine, exuding amazing charm.

A three-foot-long colorful fairy butterfly was dancing gracefully, its colorful wings sparkling and brilliant in the sun.

"The ancient kingdom of Loulan hides the Soldier Demon God and the Chiyou Sword made by Chiyou in the past. The bronze giant that is thirty-six feet tall contains fragments of ancient stars and possesses unrivaled power."

"The peerless divine weapon Chiyou Sword is forged from the body of the Western white tiger divine beast. It is a rare divine weapon."

Turning the jade ring in his hand, Shen Yuanliang did not hide anything and told the secret story. For a moment, the Qingdi was silent.

"Gululu!"

The sun was at its zenith, the clear tea was bubbling, and the colorful snacks were riotous with color. Shen Yuanliang lay lazily on his side on the rattan chair, drowsy and as if in a dream.

There are eight or nine rattan chairs lined up next to it. The deck, which is filled with golden light, is very quiet, relaxing and comfortable at this moment.

……

Sifang City.

Going west from Yumen Pass and through endless yellow sand, a desert city stands in a huge oasis. The Crescent Lake in the city is like a pearl left by the gods in the world. The bustling crowds, the sound of camel bells coming from far away, and the white-skinned, high-nosed foreigners coming from thousands of miles away create a prosperous picture.

"Uncle, can we take a break here?"

"I am so hungry!"

Scratching his head, Tianming looked up at Gai Nie, who was holding the Yuanhong Sword and wearing a sky blue straight-hem robe, and asked casually.

"Well, we'll stay here for three days."

Gai Nie glanced around with sharp eyes, his face expressionless and his voice coldly responded.

The ancient kingdom of Loulan has reappeared in the world. At the invitation of the leader of the Mohist school, Gai Nie traveled all the way here from the Qin Empire thousands of miles away and met them at an inn.

From the vague feeling of being watched and the special Mohist sign just now, Gai Nie knew that both enemies and friends were coming.

"Boom!"

There was a loud sound of weapons clashing, accompanied by the words "Kill him". Gai Nie, who was full of chivalry, narrowed his eyes and hurried around the corner.

"Stinky tofu, you take the bean sprouts and go first!"

Shangguan Yan, dressed in black, waved the Phoenix Blood Sword in his hand. The red sword energy flashed past, leaving sword marks everywhere on the hard walls and the ground, revealing its sharp edge.

However, two fists are no match for four hands. The hundreds of men in black were well-trained and had a plan for their advances and retreats. Each of them was a natural master, making it difficult for the dragon goddess Shangguan Yan to resist.

"How could I leave you alone?"

Picking up a pot lid on the side of the road to block the sword, the stinky tofu in coarse linen clothes bit his lip and said, "If we have to die, let's die together!"

The kind-hearted Chou Doufu is always willing to help others and has a good reputation in Sifang City. It is impossible for him to run away like a coward.

"Little Bean Sprout, be careful!"

The sharp knife flashed by, reflecting the tender face of Xiao Douya. Seeing that the eight or nine-year-old Xiao Douya was about to die on the spot, Gai Nie stepped forward, waving the Yuanhong sword in his hand.

The heavy blade of the unsheathed Yuanhong sword hit the man in black, and for a moment, painful groans were heard.

"who are you?"

Looking at the invincible Gai Nie, the leading black-clad man covered his chest and limped away with the help of his men. Before leaving, he said ruthlessly: "If you interfere in the affairs of our Moon Worship Sect, you will die!"

Dozens of round, fist-sized iron balls were thrown on the ground by the men in black. A pungent smoke spread out, blocking everyone's view.

A gust of cold wind blew by, the smoke dissipated, and the man in black had disappeared long ago, leaving behind only the mess on the ground, broken tables, chairs, benches, rotten fruits and vegetables, etc.

The whole street was extremely deserted, as if it had been ravaged by a tornado.

"Thank you for your help, knight. I am Stinky Tofu, this is Little Bean Sprout, and she is the goddess Dragon Shangguan Yan."

Holding his bruised waist, Chou Doufu endured the pain in his body with a smile on his face. His strong friendliness made people quickly let down their guard.

"My name is Tianming, and this is my uncle."

The three-foot-tall Tianming patted his chest and introduced mysteriously: "My uncle is the number one swordsman in the empire!"

(End of this chapter)