I run a travel agency in the cultivation world

The sun in early summer was so intense that it made people nervous. Yang Yun squatted under the big ginkgo tree in Xiaoyang Mountain.

"Master Gongsun, Master Shen Ruoyu has gone and wants to be buried at your feet. Do you know this?"

A gust of mountain wind blew by, and the ginkgo leaves rustled, which seemed to be an answer.

"Uncle Gongsun, I feel uncomfortable. I want to talk to you for a while."

Yang Yun buried his head in his arms.

"Uncle Gongsun, tell me how sad my sister is now. She is just an acquaintance in that world of cultivation. Once Master Shen leaves, my sister will be really helpless there. What if something happens? Do you think my sister can handle it?"

"Same for Master Shen, why are you leaving now? Yunyangguan said that they hired someone to take charge, but how can outsiders be as safe as our own family? If Master Shen leaves so suddenly, my sister will be really helpless over there. "

Yang Yun's voice was muffled and had a strong nasal sound.

"Uncle Gongsun, you don't know that the injuries to my sister's meridians have not been cured yet. She is said to be a golden elixir cultivator, but in fact she can only perform some minor spells. She cannot practice at all, nor can she use force. What if something happens in the future? When something unexpected happens, no one can help her, whether it’s me or others, she can’t count on anyone.”

"This matter was weighing heavily on my mind, and I couldn't sleep all night long. I didn't dare to go home this time, just because I was afraid that my parents would see some clues."

"I want my sister back, but..."

"Yang Yun."

Yang Yun stood up in excitement, and looked at the three people walking over with red eyes. These three people were wearing military uniforms, and the middle one was holding a small sealed box in his hand.

Yang Yun wiped his face and lowered his eyes to look at the sealed box in the other person's hand.

"Master Shen has been brought back?"

The one in the middle handed the sealed box to Yang Yun.

"Yes, although the clothes inside have been fully disinfected, for the sake of public safety, you cannot open this sealed box during the journey. Do you understand?"

Yang Yun took the sealed box and said dullly: "I know the seriousness and won't open it, so I'll leave."

"Okay, we'll take you down."

Yang Yun said goodbye to the big ginkgo tree and took the sealed box with the three of them down the mountain by car.

Since the relocation array was repaired, the security of the entire Xiaoyang Mountain has become tighter. There are countless pairs of eyes, satellites, and missiles aimed at this place 24 hours a day.

Yang Zhao's current situation is not only known to Yang Yun, but also to others. Not only Yang Yun can't sleep, but many people in the country can't sleep.

All combat preparations here are calculated based on the worst-case scenario, and preparations are made according to the standards that can win a large-scale battle.

And this mobilization will be long-term.

If someone lists these weapons in a table and spreads them around, it will definitely put everyone in the world at risk.

For those small countries, these things can already launch a war of national annihilation.

After Yang Yun went down the mountain, he backed up the car again and then returned to the county town.

He took a small sealed box and sneaked home to take a look. Seeing that the two elders were in good spirits, he left with peace of mind.

In the next two months, he will carry Shen Ruoyu's relics around the country as entrusted by his sister.

Although he felt a little resentful that Master Shen died at the wrong time, he also respected the older man.

Respect his waiting, respect his selflessness, and respect his death.

Yang Yun sat in the car, stroking the small box and muttering to himself.

"Master Shen, I am Yang Yun. Thank you for taking care of my sister in the world of cultivation, and thank you for guarding the moving formation for so many years. Now that you have rested, I will take you to see the world we live in. "

Cangcheng.

Zong Yan took Brother Bao and Yang Zhao to bid farewell.

"As for what you said, if you change your mind, please contact me at any time, and I will reserve that spot for you."

"Thank you for thinking about me." Even though she knew she couldn't agree to this, she was grateful that Zong Yan was willing to leave a way out for her.

"But there's no need to keep it for me. If you meet the right person, give it to him. Don't delay things because of me."

Zong Yan sighed: "It's so easy to meet you, otherwise I would still be looking for you? If there are too many geniuses, they wouldn't be called geniuses."

Yang Zhao raised his eyebrows: "What's that called?"

Zong Yan: "That's called a monster. It's a warning from the gods. Fortunately, everything is peaceful now."

Yang Zhao crouched down and looked at the big leopard with black fur, warmth in his eyes.

"Brother Bao, we didn't have a good chat this time because I didn't receive you well. I'll bring you some wine when we meet next time."

The big leopard flicked its tail lazily.

"Roar~~"

Yang Zhaoxiao: "Okay, I'll bring you a few more bottles of sweet wine next time, but drinking too much sweet wine can cause tooth decay, so you have to be careful."

The big leopard sounded a little louder this time.

"roar~"

"Okay, okay, my brother Bao won't get cavities, he won't get cavities."

Zong Yan sighed as he saw one person and one leopard having a good conversation.

"Since the last time you brought him wine, he has become an alcoholic. He likes to drink two bottles of wine whenever he has nothing to do."

Yang Zhao straightened up and said, "Leopard of Cultivation, just drink as much as you can. Alcohol won't hurt it anyway."

"Yes, I can get a hobby."

Yang Zhao sent Zong Yan and Big Leopard out of the city gate, where Zong Yan's junior brothers and sisters were waiting in flying boats.

Watching them board the boat and fly away, the smile on Yang Zhao's face faded.

There was no one around, so she didn't have to laugh.

Yang Zhao walked slowly towards Nanshan, thinking about his meridians.

Her meridians are recovering well, and the Di Chi Chong will be forced out of her body in another month. At that time, she can gradually resume her cultivation.

For monks who normally form an elixir, the first thing they do after forming an elixir is to retreat into seclusion to consolidate their cultivation and prevent accidents.

Yang Zhao himself was an accident.

"Yushan, do you want to upgrade? Otherwise, you will have to live with me for the rest of your life."

During his lifetime, Yushan was only in the late stage of working with the golden elixir, and after refining the dragon spear, he reluctantly used the golden elixir.

In the future, if Yang Zhao and the Golden Core cultivator take action, the dragon spear may not be able to withstand it, so it is better to make plans in advance.

Yushan's voice was hollow: "It's hard to find materials that suit me."

"It's okay, just use money to smash it."

Yang Zhao walked slowly.

"There are few things in this world that money can't solve. If it can't be solved, it means there's not enough money."

Yushan: "Here's nonsense."

Yang Zhao was not angry even after being criticized: "This is the truth. Ever since I got money, I feel that my life has become much smoother. You are from the sea tribe. You eat in the sea without money, so naturally you don't know the power of money." .”

Yushan: "I know you have a lot of money, so you don't need to show it off to me."

Yang Zhao sighed: "I dare to show off to you now, but I won't dare to leak money like before in the future, for fear of being noticed."