Encountering Bandits on the Back
Li Zhichang packed his things and immediately headed north. Qiyan Tribe was located two good miles north of Mount Hua where Quan Zhen Sect was located.
Even if they traveled a hundred miles a day, it would still take them a month. On the northern grasslands, there were no reference objects and language barriers. It would be very difficult to find Qiyan Tribe.
Therefore, they contacted a caravan from Chang 'an Prefecture and set off together.
Their merchant group was more than happy to carry an expert from Quan Zhen Sect. After all, the road was filled with trouble and there was no safe place. If it wasn't for the ironware, personal grudges, spices, and medicinal herbs that were transported from the Central Plains to the North, they wouldn't have risked their lives to trade in the grasslands.
Mount Zhongnan was less than a hundred miles north of Chang 'an Prefecture.
Li Zhichang used the Golden Goose Skill and kept heading north. He recovered his genuine Qi very quickly. Other people would need to rest for two hours after traveling five or six miles with the Qing Gong, but he didn't need to.
He could travel more than 50 miles in one breath, and it took him less than two hours.
After resting for an hour, they could still continue on their journey. If it wasn't for his physical strength, he could travel five to six hundred li a day, almost as fast as a thousand-li horse.
After arriving at Chang 'an Prefecture, Li Zhichang hid his weapon and his long sword in his Taoist robe before entering the city.
The Jin people were not as strict with the Han people as the Mongolians were in the later stages. However, assassinations of the Jin people's government officials had occurred frequently in the martial world. Many large cities were strictly investigated.
If he was caught entering the city with a knife, he would be killed immediately. If the people of Jianghu were to fight one against two, one against three, or even one against ten, it would not be a problem for him to kill a Jin Bing.
But if you were to face a hundred golden soldiers in a battle formation, even Wang Chongyang would have a headache.
They found a caravan that they had agreed on and set off.
The sects in the pugilistic world did not have any special income. Other than the fields, they only received offerings from nearby businesses.
Quan Zhen Sect was an exception. Compared to the others, the land in the nearby towns belonged to them. However, there were still some bodyguard agencies that gave Quan Zhen Sect some money.
If they didn't give them face, they could use Quan Zhen Sect's name. If they didn't, they would be making things difficult for Quan Zhen Sect. After all, they had already accepted the money, so these bandits naturally wouldn't let them go.
Li Zhichang had only brought ten taels of silver with him for this trip. Monks did not have to pay tribute. When they went out, they could just say that they needed money. If they felt that it was reasonable, they would naturally give it to them.
Under normal circumstances, they would not go out. Those who went down the mountain were some incense priests who were purchasing incense.
There were a hundred people in this caravan, and there were more than thirty carriages. There were also a few Mongolians among them. They were guides hired at a high price. It was easy to get lost on the grasslands, and it was difficult to get out of the grasslands without a guide.
Li Zhichang followed the convoy. This time, when he heard that a direct disciple of Quan Zhen Sect had arrived, he even specially added a carriage for Li Zhichang.
The leader of the merchant group was called Zhang Quan. He had been running over to get to know him. He would not hit a smiling person. Li Zhichang naturally would not give him any face.
With no one to disturb him, he began to study the Nine Yin Manual. After coming to this world, Li Zhichang had resigned himself to his fate. After all, more than ten years had passed. What could he not accept?
In this life, he was a monk. It was nothing. Wasn't there a saying that one's fate was up to him, not the heavens? If he wanted to renounce asceticism, who could stop him?
However, after coming to this world, his curiosity about martial arts far exceeded that of women.
He could be said to be a martial arts fanatic. During the day, he had already practiced the Nine Yin Scripture in his carriage. At night, he practiced the sword in front of the bonfire and some of the Nine Yin Scripture's cultivation techniques.
If he were to encounter the lower part of the Nine Yin Mantra in the desert this time, he must get it at all costs.
The convoy was moving very slowly and it was very difficult. If he did not know the way, he would not have wanted to follow.
Sometimes, they could not even travel 50 miles in a day. For example, on mountain roads, the carriages pulling the goods could not keep up.
Seven days later, they finally arrived at the edge of the grassland. At this time, they were still quite a distance away from Qiyan Tribe.
It was just that the journey was much easier, but it also meant that it was getting more and more dangerous. The area around Quan Zhen Sect was under the influence of the Jin Kingdom and it had been peaceful for many years.
Mongolia was a land of loose sand, and Temujin had yet to completely unify the entire grassland. The hatred between each tribe was not small. The leading Mongolian guides also looked very nervous.
From time to time, he would look around warily.
According to Zhang Quan, this was the place with the most bandits. The oppression of the Mongol nobles on the lower levels was even worse than that of the Jin and Song Kingdoms. They even had slavery. The deployment of a noble was considered slaves.
Some of the Mongolians could not stand it anymore, so they snatched their horses and became bandits. As long as there were horses on the grasslands, they would be more than half safe.
If the cavalry was sent to chase after them, they could run into the territory of the enemy tribe and the people who surrounded them would not chase after them.
However, these people also needed to survive. The biggest target was these merchants.
The first day passed without any danger. They found a few suspicious people with sabers in their hands who had been watching their convoy for a long time before leaving.
However, Li Zhichang didn't feel too good. Why did these people feel like they were scouting ahead of time? He immediately told Zhang Quan to be prepared that they were being targeted.
Zhang Quan was shocked and immediately ordered everyone to be on guard. When he came, he had brought a lot of weapons to guard against bandits. There were also some strong men recruited by the merchant group. They had learned some outer sect martial arts in the dojo for some time.
He had also specially practiced some military formations. For these big merchants, they had to come out of seclusion. In addition, they had given money to bribe the golden men, so they could bring them around freely.
At noon the next day, everyone was tired.
The group of people were resting under the scorching sun. At this moment, Li Zhichang heard the sound of hooves coming from afar.
Daoist meditation required a certain amount of time, and with the help of Xiantian skills, Li Zhichang's hearing was several times better than ordinary people. No one within five miles knew that he could hear the sound of my horse hooves.
He immediately left the tent and said," It's not good to leave. There are more than a hundred people. Everyone, be careful."
Zhang Quan was quite flustered. The thing he feared the most had happened. The bandits of the grasslands were quite ferocious, unlike the bandits of the Central Plains who did not spare their lives. As long as they snatched the benefits, they would still let the people go.
These horse bandits would not be so kind. They would come up and kill first, then divide the loot according to the number of people killed.
In this way, all the men except the women in the caravan were killed. The women were also one of the spoils of war.
Zhang Quan didn't care anymore. He immediately surrounded the dozens of carriages, forming a small circle. It looked very experienced. At least, they wouldn't be scattered.
Not long after, a group of horse bandits appeared on a grassy slope. They brandished sabers and some even had bows and arrows. The strongest of them shouted loudly as they rushed over like a caravan.
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