Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The endless yellow earth, the dust under the feet of the chasing cloud horses.

Qin Xuan rode on the Qinghe chariot to the ruins of the former Hanfeng Sect. Although the Hanfeng Sect has been destroyed, it was the starting point of his previous life's cultivation world.

In just two hours, he had traveled nearly 20,000 miles.

The four chasing cloud horses pulled the chariot, which was indeed much faster, and could travel more than 100,000 miles a day.

Suddenly, the chasing cloud horses slowed down, and Qin Xuan's eyes paused slightly, and he looked forward.

Raising the hoof and neighing, a figure of an old man appeared in front of him a hundred meters ahead.

This was a white-haired old man. Qin Xuan looked at his bone age and thought he was at least 200 years old.

The old man had wrinkles on his face and looked miserable.

Before Qin Xuan could speak, he shouted from a hundred meters away: "Daoyou, please forgive me for disturbing your carriage!"

He bowed directly, full of bitterness, and a young man poked his head out from behind him.

The young man was not very old, only 13 or 14 years old, and had practiced a little, but he had not even entered the Qi Refining Realm.

Qin Xuan drove slowly and walked in front of the old man and the young man.

"What's the matter?"

He looked at the old man and the young man with a calm look.

The old man hesitated for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: "I'm sorry to disturb you, Daoyou!"

"I'm from Yanhuang Village, this child is my grandson!"

He pulled the young man and whispered: "Call me senior!"

The young man was a little afraid, and he looked up at Qin Xuan on the Qinghe chariot.

"Hello, senior!"

The voice was childish and a little pleasant.

Unfortunately, Qin Xuan's expression did not change at all, he just looked at the old man.

The old man's face changed slightly, "Daoyou, I am taking my grandson to the big sect for assessment and to find the way of Taoism. Unfortunately, the chasing cloud colt I raised was too old and collapsed on the way. My grandson and I have been walking for a day and a night."

"Although I have the cultivation of Jindan, my strength is low after all, and it is difficult for me to carry others. It is still millions of miles away from the big sect. I met Daoyou by chance, and I suddenly had an idea. I hope Daoyou can take me and my child."

He looked bitter and sad, his palms trembled slightly, and he took out a few dusty ninth-grade spirit crystals from his sleeves.

"I am from that small village. I was given by a senior. I entered the Jindan realm when I was about to die. There has been no great progress in the past few hundred years, and I have not accumulated much in my life. Now I have nothing in my sleeves, only these few spirit crystals to give to you." The old man looked more and more miserable.

"I know that you are a disciple of Qinghe Sect and will not care about these few spirit crystals, but please, for your sake..."

"Grandpa!" The young man gently pulled the old man's sleeve. He looked at Qin Xuan's indifferent expression, "I can still walk!"

The old man looked at Qin Xuan, "Just take me and my grandson to the nearby town. It will be convenient. It will not delay your journey."

He looked old, but he could not help begging.

Qin Xuan looked at the old and the young, and the few spirit crystals that were hard to look at.

Just when the old man was about to turn around in disappointment, Qin Xuan gently said, "Come up!"

The old man's face was shocked, and he looked at Qin Xuan with surprise.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist, thank you!" He saluted quickly.

Qin Xuan said calmly: "Can you drive?"

"Yes, I can drive a little!"

"Put away the spirit crystals, you drive, and taking you two is the reward!"

Qin Xuan said calmly, and the old man and the young man were both delighted.

"Thank you, senior!" the young man said sincerely.

Qin Xuan shook his head slightly, and said nothing.

As the two boarded the chariot, the Qinghe chariot continued to move forward.

The old man drove in front, and the young man and Qin Xuan sat in the chariot.

"Which sect are you going to?" Qin Xuan asked calmly from the chariot.

"It's Tianyun Sect!" the old man said hurriedly.

Tianyun Sect?

Qin Xuan had expected it, and he saw the shadow of Tianyun Sect's entry-level skills from the old man's internal skills.

"Daoyou, my grandson has some talent. In the past, I accidentally got a volume of skills from a senior in Tianyun Sect. That senior once said that if I, the younger generation, want to enter the path of Taoism, I can enter Tianyun Sect for assessment." The old man sighed in front, "I am just an ordinary villager. I got the immortal skills, but I was almost buried in the earth before I cultivated to become a golden elixir."

"In the past few hundred years, I finally found out about Tianyun Sect. Xun'er has been smart since he was a child. He is many times stronger than me, unlike his stupid father. So I remembered what the senior said in the past and wanted to take my grandson to try."

Qin Xuan looked at the young man's bones and shook his head slightly, "He is indeed a little talented, but it's a little late for him to enter Tianyun Sect!"

The old man's face changed slightly, but he heard Qin Xuan say again, "But if he is diligent, he can enter the outer sect from a chores in Tianyun Sect."

"Tianyun Sect is a third-grade sect, and it is also a big sect in Beihuang. The assessment of disciples is extremely strict. If he is twelve years oldIf you enter the Qi Refining Realm, you can still enter the outer gate. "

The old man was stunned, and finally he sighed bitterly.

"Even if it is a chores in that big sect, it is better than my old bones guarding that small village for a lifetime."

Qin Xuan smiled faintly and stopped talking about the young man.

"Where is Yanhuang Village?" Qin Xuan asked faintly.

"Chitu City is ten thousand miles to the north."

"Then you should know about the things within a million miles around Chitu City, right?" Qin Xuan's eyes paused slightly.

The old man was stunned, nodded and said: "I don't know much, and I am not as knowledgeable as you!"

Qin Xuan naturally didn't take the old man's flattery to heart, but asked slowly: "Then do you know the Hanfeng Sect?"

He knew everything in his previous life, but in this life he entered the cultivation world nearly a hundred years later. This old man has the Jindan cultivation, and happened to ask around, maybe he knows the Hanfeng Sect.

"Hanfeng Sect? "The old man seemed to be recalling, and then said: "Are you talking about the Hanfeng Sect that has been destroyed?"

"Yes!" Qin Xuan nodded.

"I have heard something about it. The Hanfeng Sect seemed to have obtained a seventh-grade spiritual medicine. They were guilty of possessing the treasure, and finally the entire sect was destroyed by the Chiyan Sect." The old man said slowly.

Qin Xuan's eyes paused. Was it finally destroyed by the Chiyan Sect?

It was the same in his previous life.

Although he entered the world of cultivation late, he had not changed much.

"What about the Xuejian Sect? What is the connection with the Chiyan Sect?"

"Xuejian Sect? There should be no connection. I heard that after the Hanfeng Sect was destroyed, several sects fought for the ruins of the Hanfeng Sect. In the end, the Xuejian Sect won. The Xuejian Sect was originally a ninth-grade sect. By chance, a cultivator with a golden elixir was born. After obtaining the ruins of the Hanfeng Sect, it became an eighth-grade sect. "

"By the way, you haven't said where you are going! "The old man suddenly remembered that he had just set up the carriage in the direction Qin Xuan was going.

"Snow Sword Sect!"

Qin Xuan looked at the northern wilderness with a leisurely look in his eyes.

"Meet him and put my mind at ease!"

"It can be considered as..."

"Revisit the old place!"