Taichu Yandao: Starting from the Villain

At the gate of Baiyao City, a team stretched for several miles. Monks of all shapes and sizes were pushing and shoving each other, and everyone's eyes were filled with anxiety.

A gong sounded, and a rough voice said, "Today's quota for Qi training period to enter the city is full, you can disperse!"

Many people sighed, some sat on the ground, and some walked towards a row of makeshift wooden houses.

At the very front of the wooden house, at the door of a brick and stone shop, a large flag was fluttering in the wind, with a striking word "Tea" written on it.

Below the big flag, there were more than a dozen tables scattered around, and many monks were talking and discussing.

"Have you heard? Someone found a Hunyuan Green Lotus in the Fog Sea, and the Caowu Sect bought it for 100,000 spirit stones."

"Hey, I also know that this person took the foundation-building pill the next day and became a foundation-building cultivator. He is buying magic weapons these two days and is preparing to enter the fog sea again."

"Is this true? Where did you get this information from?"

"I have teamed up with that person before and found many spiritual herbs with him, but now I can't afford him anymore. I have to call him a senior."

Discussions were endless, mostly related to the treasure hunt in the sea of ​​fog.

A monk in a black robe sat at a table at the side. He shook his head repeatedly after hearing everyone's conversation and said to himself, "When it comes to making up stories, you are far behind my brother."

He picked up a bowl of tea and was about to drink it when a voice beside him said, "Fellow Daoist, do you have anyone else here?"

The person who spoke was a female cultivator with a slightly dark complexion and pretty features. She wore a bamboo green cross-collared skirt and leggings, and carried a small bamboo basket on her back.

Next to her stood a big man with a full beard, smiling kindly.

The monk in black robe turned his head to look at the two of them and said, "There's no one else here, so please do as you please!"

"Then we won't be polite!" The female cultivator clasped her fists and bowed.

The bearded man also nodded, then moved the stool next to him out, and waited for the female cultivator to sit down before sitting down opposite her.

After the two sat down, they called the waiter over and ordered a pot of tea and two servings of cakes.

As soon as the waiter left, the female cultivator clasped her fists and said, "My fellow Taoist, may I know your name? Are you also going to the Fog Sea to collect herbs?"

The monk in black robe clasped his fists in return and said, "I am Chen Tianhuo from Qingyun Temple. Who among the monks who came here is not heading for the sea of ​​fog?"

"Qingyun Temple? Sect monks?" The female cultivator looked serious and said with a smile: "Daoyou is right. I am quiet and everyone in the Dao calls me Medicine Aunt. This is my husband Qiu Yong."

Next to her, the bearded man smiled, clasped his fists and bowed, but said nothing.

"Nice to meet you two!" said Chen Tianhuo.

At this time, the waiter brought up a tray with tea and snacks.

Medicine Auntie deliberately pushed the spiritual date cake and peanuts forward and said, "I see that the magic weapon behind you is made of ebony core. If my guess is correct, you should be practicing a fire-attributed technique."

"Miss, you have good eyesight. Yes, I am indeed a fire cultivator." Chen Tianhuo said.

Medicine Lady's face lit up, and she said, "Let me tell you, fellow Taoist, I practice wood-based martial arts, which not only allows me to track and identify hundreds of herbs, but can also treat some common injuries and viruses. As for my husband, he practices gold-based martial arts, and his swordsmanship is extraordinary."

Chen Tianhuo took a sip of tea and said, "You two have been trying to get me to join your group since the beginning! To be honest, several groups of people have asked me about this before. I'm just a little curious, do we have to form a team to enter the Sea of ​​Mist?"

"Don't you know, fellow Daoist? Once you enter the sea of ​​fog, your sight and spiritual awareness can only reach a distance of five steps. Only the true fire of a cultivator can slightly disperse the fog and allow your sight to reach a distance of fifteen steps."

Chen Tianhuo was shocked and said, "No wonder so many people came to me. It turns out there is such a reason. I didn't expect that I am still a popular person!"

Medicine Girl raised her eyebrows, naturally hearing the hidden meaning, and said: "My cultivation is weaker, so, if you are willing to team up with my husband and me, all the gains will be divided into two parts, and my husband and I will only take half."

Chen Tianhuo was a little surprised. Among so many people, no one could offer such conditions. He stopped hesitating and said, "Okay, but I will go deeper. Are you willing?"

Yao Gu's expression changed slightly, but she thought that the other party was a cultivator from a sect and might have some powerful means, so she said, "Wealth and honor are sought in danger, and we two have no objection."

The three of them reached a consensus and wanted to go into the city to purchase some talismans, but they waited for two days and it was still not their turn.

On the afternoon of the second day, a monk selling talismans appeared in the waiting line. After the three of them confirmed that there was no problem with the quality, they bargained for some time and purchased all the commonly used talismans.

Early in the morning on the third day, the three of them followed the road and headed straight towards the sea of ​​fog.

On the way, we occasionally met returning monks. Some of them looked very happy, obviously having gained a lot; others were dejected, as if they had lost their souls.

Of course, there are more monks heading to the fog sea, and flying swords and ships can be seen flying in the sky from time to time.

Half a day later.

The three of them left the main road and continued along the path until a white skyline suddenly appeared in the distance.

"Is that the sea of ​​fog ahead? It's really spectacular!" Chen Tianhuo was shocked.

Medicine Aunt nodded and said, "It's just in front. There aren't many cultivators coming and going in this area, so the chances of picking spiritual herbs will be higher."

The three of them were walking through waist-high wormwood. When they were about to reach the sea of ​​fog, bamboos appeared among the messy wormwood, blocking the way ahead.

The three of them were walking through waist-high wormwood. When they were about to reach the sea of ​​fog, they encountered a tangled patch of bamboo, which blocked their way.

The bamboos were golden yellow in color, most of them had dried up, and some had grown into the soil, with a few tender leaves growing out.

"Why are there bamboos here?" Chen Tianhuo asked as he walked around.

Upon seeing this, Qiu Yong drew out the ghost-head knife from his waist, ready for battle.

Medicine Lady leaned over to investigate, and after a moment she said, "This is a trace of the Bamboo Prison Technique, but it has been a long time, so it should have been left by a fight between monks in the past."

Chen Tianhuo said: "Wood magic, I am quite surprised by it!"

Yao Gu smiled and said, "My husband and I both know very little about fire magic, so we can communicate more."

The three of them talked as they walked, and soon reached the edge of the sea of ​​fog.

The thick white fog was like a high wall. Apart from vaguely seeing some branches, nothing else could be seen clearly.

The air currents created by the three people caused the white mist to roll, but it was restrained by a mysterious force, keeping the two worlds clearly separated.

When they reached the thick fog, Qiu Yong immediately took out a red rope as thick as a thumb, tied one end around his waist, and handed the other end to Chen Tianhuo.

Seeing this, Yao Gu explained, "Fellow Daoist Chen, our sight and spiritual awareness can only reach fifteen steps in the sea of ​​fog. In order to prevent ourselves from getting separated, we can only use this stupid method. However, we should try not to disperse. If anyone is missing, we will be in more danger."

Chen Tianhuo nodded, tied the middle end of the rope around his waist, and handed the other end to the medicine girl.

Then, he drew out the ebony sword from behind and silently recited the magic formula.

A flame shot up from the ebony sword, making the fog in front thinner so that the road ahead could be barely seen clearly.

"My two Taoist friends, let's go in!"