Chapter 237

Zhang Zhengli also had some doubts on his face. He tried to fly forward for a distance, and then flew back.

"How?" Yang Xuan couldn't wait to ask.

Zhang Zhengli shook his head and looked dignified: "as before, the actual distance is far less than the perceived distance. There must be something strange."

Their eyes turned to the people in the distance below at the same time, and the color of doubt in their eyes became stronger and stronger.

"Wait a minute."

Yang Xuan's eyes lit up and suddenly thought of something. He quickly fell down and fell on an official road.

Surrounded by dense woods, there was not much traffic on this road, but few people found him.

Zhang Zhengli also fell down. Now he has already sorted out his clothes. He wears a tall hair crown straight on his head without any inclination. His white robe is spotless and quite dignified.

"Yang Daoyou..."

He walked towards Yang Xuan and was about to ask questions. Suddenly his face changed and he looked down at his feet.

"It seems that Zhang Daoyou also found out."

Yang Xuan said solemnly, "I'm afraid that the Dharma array is only for the people in the air and has not spread to the ground, so those people can move normally."

"Tao you is not only honest, but also so intelligent. Zhang is not as good as him."

Zhang Zhengli looked at Yang Xuan with appreciation. He was covered with goose bumps.

Yang Xuan smiled and waved his hand. Instead of following his words, he turned and walked towards the city.

Zhang Zhengli looked at his back and sighed faintly: "Alas, it's a pity. If it weren't for the children of the Yin Shizong sect, I have to recommend it to my master. However, I'm afraid only the sect can cultivate such disciples."

After talking to himself, he straightened the hair crown on his head, tightened the long sword behind him, and followed up.

The official road at the border of the state of Jiang was fairly flat, but it was a little winding. It was not far from the city gate, but they still walked for a long time.

"Pingshan city."

Yang Xuan stood not far from the gate and looked up at the big sign above.

The bright red paint has fallen off a lot with the years, and there are many gaps on the stone walls on both sides. The traces are still very new, which were left during the war with Qi Fengguo.

The guard at the gate of the city was much looser than that of qiansong city at that time. Because of the wanlingzong, the two countries were finally liberated from the war.

Yang Xuan sighed. The state of Wei was strong and strong, and Xu Xiang, who was highly cultivated, was in charge. Talents in the state hall emerged one after another. He had not heard of the existence of war since he could remember. Although there were many open and secret battles in Qingzhou City, it was far less than the real war.

What's more, he spent most of his life in that small yard.

No intrigues, no bloody massacres.

He was fascinated. There were some scarlet blood on the top of the wall. It was left when the city was attacked. It was too high to clean up, so he simply stayed there.

"Oh, what are you looking at? Hurry up!"

Just then, a rush came from the rear.

Yang Xuan immediately returned to his mind and looked around. I don't know when a long dragon has lined up behind him. Many people carry this burden, and many people are pulling carriages. At this time, they are waiting to enter the city.

However, because Yang Xuan was there, they all stagnated in the rear.

"Sorry, sorry."

Yang Xuan smiled, bent down and walked towards the city at the same time.

"Wait a minute!" A sergeant came up and stopped Yang Xuan. "Where did you come from and what did you do in the city?"

"Ah?"

Yang Xuan was stunned.

He had never encountered such a problem. In the past, he had never experienced such a thing except being stopped once when entering qiansong city.

Zhang Zhengli took a look at Yang Xuan. Seeing the confusion on his face, he immediately understood it, walked up in two steps, took out a jade card from his waist and handed it to him.

He has always been a solemn man, but at this time, there is still a faint sense of pride between his eyebrows and eyes.

The sergeant took the jade card, just glanced at it roughly, suddenly shivered, looked up at Zhang Zhengli, looked at the jade card again, and quickly bowed to salute.

"The villain has eyes but no eyes. I don't know the immortal master is coming. I hope to make atonement."

When he moved, more than a dozen sergeants behind him bowed and saluted one after another. For a moment, the eyes of the whole gate focused on Zhang Zhengli.

Yang Xuan is no exception, but he pays more attention to the jade card.

The jade plate, half the size of a palm, is green and crystal clear. It is engraved with many fine and complicated patterns. It seems to be a hundred animals.

There are three small red characters in the middle of the jade plate, which is the Wanling sect.

"The waist token of Wanling sect? Unexpectedly, it is so useful in the state of Jiang, a rare monk."

Yang Xuan smiled. It didn't do him any harm. On the contrary, it could reduce a lot of trouble.

With this token, Zhang Zhengli can do many things, and he can also keep a low profile. If a soldier or people of the state of Jiang recognize him, he may have to help.

After all, at this time, he was the son of "yinshizong clan".

"Zhang Daoyou, it seems that your wanlingzong has a high status in the state of Jiang. Even the sergeants in these cities recognize your waist token."

Yang Xuan followed Zhang Zhengli and entered the city. At the same time, he praised him without trace.

Zhang Zhengli put away the jade card and said seriously, "the Taoist friends are serious. At least we Wanling sect have helped these small countries cut off the demons and let them recognize the waist card. It's just for the convenience of action."

"Yes, it seems that we should rely more on Taoist friends in this city."

"Alas, where is this?"

Zhang Zhengli waved his hand: "I know that Yang Daoyou comes from the hidden Shizong family. I'm not familiar with these. Don't worry. If there is any problem, I will deal with it."

When he saw that Yang Xuan was stopped by an ordinary Sergeant when he entered the city, he was more and more sure of Yang Xuan's identity.

After all, he didn't look like he was pretending. It is reasonable to say that a monk in the third realm will not be bound by these secular rules and regulations, let alone these ordinary people. Even if the emperor of the state of Jiang comes, he will have to give way.

He was well aware of the status of friars in small countries such as the state of Jiang, and he obviously didn't know this from the look of Yang Xuan.

"Sanyuan Qingjing sect, this name is not an ordinary sect. Or should I inform my master first?"

Zhang Zhengli glanced at Yang Xuan beside him without any trace, and kept thinking in his heart.

They found a more remote hotel in the city and rested. From beginning to end, Zhang Zhengli took care of it properly and deserved his solemn appearance.