Rising Xianxia World

Chapter 18
Gu Qiubai exhaled, and there was a trace of anticipation in his heart.

This is a bit like time travel, which is much more interesting than going to places of interest in the real world.

Soon, a question flashed in Gu Qiubai's mind: "System, since items from the Xianxia world can be brought out by spending mission points, can items from the real world also be brought in by spending mission points?"

"Yes." The system replied still briefly.

Gu Qiubai's eyes lit up, and when the time comes to bring a gun in, wouldn't he have an extra big killer?
Of course, this kind of weapon is only effective in the Qi refining stage. In the foundation building stage, you don't need defensive spells, just relying on pure external spiritual power defense, it is estimated that it can resist bullets!
Soon, a burst of white light flashed, Gu Qiubai's vision was blurred, and the surrounding scene began to slowly change.

After a whirl, Gu Qiubai's figure appeared, and he arrived at the foot of Xiezi Mountain, where he teleported back before.

At this time, the genius of Xuanhuang Great World was dimly lit, Gu Qiubai looked at the map in his mind, and went straight to Wanmozong.

Wan Mozong is located in Nanyang County of Haoran Kingdom, which is already on the border of Haoran Kingdom, and the journey is far away, so Gu Qiubai does not want to delay too much.

Passing through a small town, Gu Qiubai bought a fast horse from the groom and drove forward without stopping.

Of course, this does not affect Gu Qiubai's riding in the rivers and lakes, admiring the beautiful scenery along the way.

Finally, all the way at full speed, half a month later, Gu Qiubai resisted a small town called "Luoyun" in Nanyang County.

At this time, it was early spring, the climate was humid, the scenery was pleasant, and there was still a drizzle in the sky, accompanied by the breeze, covering Luoyun Town, which felt a bit like a "small bridge and flowing water".

Nanyang County is located in the southern part of Haoran Country, with undulating mountains, the whole county seems to be surrounded by hundreds of thousands of mountains, and all kinds of monsters are also surrounded by mountains.

Therefore, most of the people in Nanyang County live on hunting, and the resources derived from this are quite rich.

Fur clothing made of animal skins, jewelry made of animal teeth, and delicacies made of animal meat.

Of course, because it is located within the Hundred Thousand Mountains, there are also quite a lot of spiritual herbs inside, and monks often go to the mountains to pick spiritual herbs.

These can be sold to the outside world through various caravans. Therefore, Nanyang County is also a large distribution center and a center of foreign trade.

Nanyang County is located at the border of Haoran Kingdom, connected to Chu Kingdom, one of the Seven Kingdoms.

Because of its special geographical location, there are many demons here, and it is a famous holy land of demons.

After learning about this information, Gu Qiubai finally knew why the Wan Mo Sect was able to establish a sect here!

The sky is high and the emperor is far away, coupled with rich aura and various rich resources, it is undoubtedly an excellent place to develop power.

Gu Qiubai got off his horse and entered the town, only to find that the crowds in the town were bustling, all running to one place, which made him a little strange.

He stopped a young man dressed as a scholar, and said, "Brother, what happened, why did everyone run to the mountain ahead?"

The young man dressed as a scholar was a little impatient at first, but when he saw Gu Qiubai dressed in white clothes like snow, his appearance was so delicate and elegant, like a banished fairy descending from the earth, unstained by dust, he couldn't help but feel good about him, so he put away his impatience immediately. He opened his mouth and explained: "Brother Tai is not a local, is it? Today is the Qingfeng Poetry Fair held every three years in this county. Why don't you all join in the fun?"

"Qingfeng Poetry Club?"

Gu Qiubai understands that ancient literati and poets like to engage in this kind of tricks, drinking against wine, singing against wine!
Wang Xizhi also wrote in "The Preface to the Collection of Lanting": "I think that the flowing water is flowing, and the sitting is second. Although there is no flourish of silk and bamboo orchestras, one cup and one chant are enough to express the quiet feelings." It is this kind of literati feeling.

"Xiaosheng Liu Changzong, I don't know what to call your brother?"

"I'm Gu Qiubai, brother Liu is being polite."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Brother Gu is really lucky, to catch up with such a grand event, would you like to go together?"

Gu Qiubai hesitated in his heart, these literati tricks did not appeal to him.

"This time, there are a lot of righteous talents, and some dignitaries flock here. I heard that the reward for No.1 is quite generous. It is even rumored that the county governor took out his personal treasure, the Royal Water Pearl!"

Liu Changzong is also a chatterbox, and he couldn't stop once he opened his mouth: "But it is too difficult to win the first place, so we can only gain some knowledge."

Gu Qiubai twitched his brows, and said, "Is the local sheriff also a cultivator?"

"Of course, Mr. Wei was born in a poor family, but he was able to achieve the official position of the fourth-rank official of a county. In addition to his outstanding achievements, it is also because Mr. Wei has an excellent talent in cultivation. It is said that Mr. Wei is already a strong man in the Jindan period!"

Cultivating the Tao is not unfamiliar to ordinary people. After all, the royal family of the Haoran Kingdom is a family of monks, and they created the Haoran Sect, the first orthodox sect in the Haoran Kingdom!
Gu Qiubai nodded his head, thinking about it, if he had no skills, it would be impossible for him to gain a foothold in such a place where fish and dragons are mixed together.

You know, this place is close to Chu State, and with the addition of various demon sects, the world of cultivation here is not in general chaos.

However, Gu Qiubai's journey was quite peaceful, and he seldom saw any fights.

This county guard can manage the place in an orderly manner, and can hold the Qingfeng poetry meeting in a grand manner, which can be regarded as a bit of skill.

Just when Gu Qiubai was hesitating whether to go or not, the system's mission prompt sounded in his mind.

"Mission activation: A group of small orthodox talents, self-proclaimed to be elegant, is really shameless. As a future giant in the devil's way, you must crush these righteous people in all directions. Use your talents to give them a head-on blow!"

"Mission goal: Become the leader of this Qingfeng Poetry Club!"

"Mission reward: 1500 mission points!"

"Mission failed: deprive any skill!"

Gu Qiubai's eyelids rolled, this f*ck can also be released as a task, and if it fails, a skill will be deducted, is there any reason for that?

Gu Qiubai has just finished practicing the powerful skill of Sharingan, if he is deprived of it, he will really want to cry without tears.

In an instant, Gu Qiubai was very energetic. This time, he must win this poetry meeting.

Gu Qiubai looked at Liu Changzong, and said, "Since we have encountered such a grand event, wouldn't it be a pity not to go?"

After calling a groom to look after the horses, Gu Qiubai and Liu Changzong went straight to the mountain ahead.

"This mountain was originally named Luoyun Mountain. Since the governor moved to the mountain, he changed its name to Nanshan, and it is called the number one mountain in the south!"

Gu Qiubai and Liu Changzong walked side by side, nodding their heads from time to time, which attracted Liu Changzong to continue to explain with great effort.

As they went further into the mountains, the terrain became more open, and the number of people gradually increased, and various noisy voices could be heard endlessly.

The mountain is steaming, surrounded by purple mist, backed by the turbulent river, it is a fairyland.

Not long after, the two of them passed through a canyon, and came to an open-air square. The square was paved with pure white granite, covering an extremely wide area, and at least it could accommodate fifty or sixty thousand people.

In front of the square, there is a light curtain, which cannot be seen clearly, but occasionally there is the sound of cranes, which is very pleasant.

At this time, tens of thousands of people gathered in the square. It was dark, mixed with fish and dragons, and it was very lively.

Gu Qiubai looked around and shook his head, with so many people, he didn't know how the sheriff was going to compete.

At this moment, an ethereal voice echoed over the square: "Welcome talented people from all walks of life to participate in today's Qingfeng Poetry Meeting. Now we will start writing questions. Those who have won the Qingfeng Order can enter the mountain for the next round of competition!"

(End of this chapter)