Chapter 29: Zhaotian City In the dark passage, the sandalwood gold that had just been received played a role. The purple flame illuminated a certain range. It was not known whether the passage along the way was an illusion, as virtual waves appeared from time to time, and Wu Jinliang's loud voice was echoing. "I heard that the girls out there are all as white as Miao girls..." Wu Jinliang, carrying a bag and a knife, walked forward with his head held high and his chest puffed out. Although he looked tattered, he could not hide his extremely excited ambition. He talked a lot about women and shouted that he was going out to visit a brothel. Thinking about the charming scenery of the legendary brothel, Shi Chun almost responded to this. Fortunately, he was not overwhelmed by excitement and did not completely lose his vigilance. He remembered in time that everyone around him was from Bowang Tower, and he was also a pursuer of Miss Miao, so how could he talk about such shameless topics. You can't cross a river and then destroy the bridge, especially now that you haven't completely crossed the river yet. But the women in the exile land were indeed too dark, just as dirty, just as black, and just as sloppy as them. In front of everyone at Bowang Tower, Shi Chun not only did not behave as vulgar as Wu Jinliang, but also demonstrated his elegance, emphasizing that the first thing he would do when he went out was to buy books to read, and the second thing was to buy himself a nice set of clothes. Look at this state of mind, loving books is more than loving oneself, respectability is optional, but books are indispensable. Wu Jinliang despised him in his heart, but on the surface he still looked like he admired the boss very much, because the boss had bigger fists.

When we talked about buying books and clothes, we found that there are quite a lot of things to buy to settle down, especially the cost of cultivation resources, which is even more unpredictable. I suddenly felt short of money. Until this time, natives like them who came out of the land of exile could feel a little bit of friendliness from the Prison of Life. The sum of money given to them when they came out was of great significance. It enabled them to avoid doing anything risky due to financial difficulties and gave them a period of adaptation. Although the money they brought out was earned by their own hard work. When the white light at the exit grew bigger and bigger, and they could even see the scenery outside, Shi Chun and Wu Jinliang were so excited that they couldn't utter a word. Their hearts and hands were shaking. They were worried that they were dreaming and afraid to wake up from the beautiful dream. The group from Bowang Tower had already walked out of the cave and stopped to look back. The armored guards on both sides of the cave entrance also turned their heads and looked inside the cave. They were fine as they had seen similar things many times and were used to it. The leader of Bowang Tower shouted, "It's too late if you don't want to come out. They won't take you in anymore. Even if you commit a crime in the future, you may not be punished to stay here." As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a guard shouting, "Come out!" The tattered Shi Chun and the other man then held their breath and slowly walked out into the sunlight, their faces full of embarrassment. Before their eyes were blue sky and white clouds, as well as rolling green mountains, roaring waterfalls in the distance, and the fragrance of green grass and vegetation assaulting their sense of smell. Everything magnified their eyes and also made them feel a little uncomfortable and dizzy. It was real dizziness, and both of them felt staggering as if they were drunk. The guards knew that this was normal. The air in the exile land was actually quite thin, and people who were not used to the outside world would indeed feel dizzy when they came out. Fortunately, the two were monks and they quickly adapted to the situation. Looking back, they found a city tower embedded in the top of the mountain. On the gate of the cave were engraved the cold and eerie characters of "Twelve Cities". There were obviously a group of guards stationed on the city. "Are you going to leave or not?" the leader of Bowang Tower urged again. They had no intention of enjoying the scenery here. They had seen it countless times. How could they not go? The two of them hurriedly caught up, and flew down the mountain in tattered clothes. The two of them walked slowly down the mountain, sometimes hugging a tree by the roadside and caressing it affectionately; sometimes they grabbed a handful of grass and stuffed it into their mouths to chew, and then spit it out because it was too bitter. They didn't know how many times they ate and spit it out along the way, but even though it tasted bad, they still couldn't help but feel it with their taste buds; sometimes they picked a flower and were ecstatic; sometimes they jumped into the stream and shouted loudly. There is mist on the distant mountains, deer are calling, birds are singing in your ears, insects and ants are buzzing around, and bees and butterflies are dotted around the flowers. Everything is so beautiful. It was too beautiful, so beautiful that they were often out of control, like mad dogs if they were not careful. The people in Bowang Tower could not stop them, and they seemed to be out of control from time to time. After they jumped into a clear pool and splashed water on each other, they made eye contact and suddenly hugged each other and cried bitterly.

Punching Shi Chun's back with his fist, Wu Jinliang complained while choking with sobs, "You should have come out a long time ago. I told you to come out earlier. I told you so many times, but you just wouldn't leave." Shi Chun was also sobbing, "It's not like I'm not going to let you go. You could have left a long time ago." "If you don't leave, I won't be at ease." "Pah, do I need you to worry about me? I still..." Before he could finish his words, two figures flashed over, pulled them apart, and directly carried them out of the pool, flying away. The two men were hesitating, and their words were like wind in their ears. The people in Bowang Tower could not stand it anymore. In addition, the two men had low cultivation and could not run fast, so they just took them away. If Old Tan hadn't given them instructions before they left, they really wanted to abandon the two of them. In an instant, the group felt that the whole world was peaceful and comfortable. After a short while of peace, someone behind him shouted, "Why do you have such a big knife? You are an animal!" He was the one who picked up Shi Chun and the others' luggage from behind. He realized that he had picked up a huge burden. Wu Jinliang's sword was too heavy. It had to bear the weight of at least two or three people. According to the rules, it could not be mixed with the goods from Bowang Tower. It must be uncomfortable to carry such a heavy load for a long distance. He couldn't help cursing. If it wasn't for Old Tan's face, he would have thrown it away. Wu Jinliang shrank his neck and said nothing. Shi Chun asked the leader who was carrying him, "Where are we going?" The leader said: "We'll just throw you into the nearest city, and we'll be done." Shi Chun asked again: "Where are you going?" The leader said, "Of course we have to go to Bowang Tower to report." Shi Chun: "I heard that Bowang Towers are all over the world. Is there one in the nearest city?" The leader said: "The nearest city is too small to take so much goods we have. We need to deliver them to where they are needed." Shi Chun blinked and said, "We also want to go with you to see it, and listen to your instructions. Old Tan promised us, didn't he tell you?" In fact, he was afraid that the Qi family had not received any news from the prison, and that it would be dangerous to leave the shelter at this time. After some bargaining, and after Shi Chun and the other man repeatedly assured that they would not disobey and run around again, the group changed their direction. A group of monks at a high level of martial arts could fly two or three miles in the mountains and forests with just one jump, which made Shi Chun and the others very envious. We stopped occasionally on the road, and in the blink of an eye it was the next morning. A complex of pavilions and towers hidden deep in the mountains suddenly appeared before people's eyes in a visually shocking way. The canyon and the lake were connected. There was an air of fireworks between the jade-like buildings, and ripples of smoke in the shimmering lake. The people coming and going among them seemed to be in a painting. There were also flying figures and spiritual birds taking off and landing. It was a fairyland atmosphere that stunned Shi Chun and the others. This place is the destination of Bowang Tower and his group, Zhaotian City. Shi Chun and the other man, who were still dumbfounded, were pulled into the canyon by the Bowang Tower group and landed in a pavilion next to a waterfall. "Okay, here we are." The leader left after saying this. With a clang, someone threw down the weapons and bags of Shi Chun and the other man, turned around and left, obviously unwilling to talk to these two burdens any more. Along the way, he even refused to tell the two of them his name. I don't know if it was because he was too lazy to tell them or for some other reason.

Forget it. Shi Chun and the other two were not angry and did not think about it. They were extremely curious and just picked up the rags on the ground and left. Several rivers meander through the middle of the canyon. There are many bridges at the bottom of the valley and many tall buildings. There are also many pavilions on the cliffs on both sides. Various large and small stone stairs meander on the walls. There are various shops in the valley. There are also many broken wooden and tiled houses between the magnificent buildings, and people flying in the air from time to time. A girl walked to an open terrace and suddenly turned into a colorful snake, then she lay on her belly to bask in the sun. The big rat climbed up to the eaves and reached out to hang the bell. There are all kinds of people, it is prosperous and lively. Bang! There was a loud slapping sound, which almost scared Shi Chun and the other person who were looking around in a daze on the side of the road. What was going on? The two turned their heads and saw an old man in a hall on the steps, letting go of the wooden stick that was banging on the table, and babbling in a pretentious tone in front of a group of leisurely guests, "The Ten Kings of Hell have formed a world of their own, and have sealed off hell for eight hundred years. The jailers of the twelve cities play tricks on the laws of heaven, and those in charge of the prisons of life only listen to orders but not announcements. In addition, the four continents have powerful people who pretend to obey but secretly disobey. The empress came to power illegitimately, and she wants to restore the orthodoxy of heaven and earth, but her ambition is difficult to achieve..." (End of this chapter)