Watson only rested for one night before deciding to go down the mountain to Kunlun.

Liao Chen was worried about Watson's safety and wanted to arrange for two senior brothers from the temple to take him to Kunlun.

Watson shook his head and said, "Disciple, rent a carriage at the foot of the mountain and go slowly. You will naturally find Kunlun."

In addition to rescuing his sister and his senior brothers in the temple, he had more important things to do. He didn't even know how long he would stay in Kunlun, so how could he dare to let others accompany him.

This is his first time walking around the world, and he doesn't want to rely on others.

After closing the door of the small courtyard, Watson followed Liao Chen all the way to the mountain gate. No matter what, Liao Chen would send the next disciple down the mountain out of Yunqi Temple.

The master and the apprentice stood at the mountain gate of Yunqi Temple, looking at the people walking down the mountain road. Watson stopped the master.

"Master, the disciple has left." Watson said goodbye to Chen.

"This is a letter written by my master to Elder Liuyun of Kunlun." Liao Chen took out a letter and handed it to Watson, saying quietly.

Hua Xiang was stunned and said in surprise: "Master is afraid that Kunlun will ignore his disciples?!"

"Isn't it true that Liu Yun is only an elder of the inner sect in Kunlun? He is mainly responsible for reception. It is always more convenient for you to have a place to stay."

Liao Chen sighed and said leisurely: "Your sister, you have to take care of the safety of all the brothers in the temple. Do you feel tired?"

Watson shook his head and replied quietly: "That's my sister."

Waving goodbye to his master, Watson walked out of the mountain gate step by step and headed up the winding mountain road.

Now he is no longer the boy who was chased and attacked by a gang of killers last year. Now Watson is a real monk and a well-deserved legend of Yunqi Temple.

It wasn't until Watson had left that the white-bearded old monk slowly walked to Chen's side, looked at the young man's back on the mountain road, and sighed leisurely.

He murmured to himself: "This is his first step. As a master, are you at ease?"

Liao Chen smiled faintly: "He has already begun to practice under the abyss, so how can he be invaded by the wind and rain in the world?"

The white-bearded old monk nodded and replied, "May all Buddhas bless him for his safe return."

…

At the north entrance of Xiushui Town, the door of a grocery store was open, and a breeze blew by, emitting a light fruity fragrance.

"Shopkeeper, I'm here again!" Watson looked at the shopkeeper sitting at the counter and said with a smile: "I still have a few sets of clothes that I ordered last year."

"It turns out to be the young master, wait a minute." The shopkeeper asked Watson to sit down and asked the waiter to go to the back room to get Watson's custom-made clothes.

There are some fruits placed on the counter, and a faint aroma wafts out from inside.

Seeing this made Watson feel itchy, thinking that it would be a long journey to Kunlun and he would have to buy some to take with him on the road.

While the shopkeeper was boiling water and making tea, he looked at Watson and asked, "What elixir did the young master bring this time?"

Watson shook his head, took a freshly picked elixir plant and handed it to the shopkeeper, and said calmly: "I don't sell the elixir, but I will give this plant to you. You can keep it slowly."

The shopkeeper was startled, looked at Linghua and said in a daze: "This doesn't cost money, isn't it appropriate?"

He clearly remembered that last time Watson bargained with him over the price of the elixir. How long had passed, the young man actually gave him one for free? He was confused.

Zhihuasheng looked at him and said quietly: "I want to buy two more pairs of shoes, this time I am going on a long trip!"

"It just so happened that we just got a batch of boots yesterday, I'll give them to you right now." The shopkeeper smiled, while pouring him some spiritual tea, he handed the clothes that the waiter took out to Watson: "Try it."

Watson smiled and put away his clothes, picked up the tea cup on the table and blew gently.

While they were talking, a young man came in and asked the shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, are you going to Zhuxian Town today? I haven't had any customers in the past few days."

The shopkeeper looked at the visitor and shook his head, and said softly: "Wang Yi is here. I'm sorry, I won't go out these two days, but my little brother..."

After saying that, the shopkeeper looked at Watson and laughed.

Watson frowned, looked at the shopkeeper and asked: "Shopkeeper, what do you say?" I thought to myself. I had just entered the grocery store, and the driver followed me in.

"Little master, this is Wang Yi, the coachman in the town. I have ridden in his carriage to the Zhuxian Town ahead several times..."

The shopkeeper was afraid that Watson would misunderstand, so he explained: "I was originally going to Zhuxian Town today, but the new goods came back yesterday, and I have to clean them up first. I'm afraid it will take some time before I can go."

"I see, then you can just take me there." Watson said with a smile, "It's just that the place I'm going to is a bit far away. I wonder if it's convenient for Master Wang?"

"How far?" The shopkeeper was stunned, looked at Watson and asked blankly.

…

Watson didn't stay long at the grocery store. He picked up clothes and bought two pairs of boots with corresponding items. He left five gold coins and went out amidst the shouts of the shopkeeper.

I found a restaurant selling beef noodles and ordered two bowls of noodles. I ate so hard that not even a drop of soup was left.

I bought a few more bottles of wine, took some meat and dry food with me, and was about to climb into Wang Yi's carriage when the shopkeeper came over carrying a basket of fruits.

Looking at Watson, he shook his head and said, "You must pay for the boots. Take this fruit with you and eat it on the road." After saying that, he put the basket in Watson's hand and sighed leisurely.

How long had passed since then, it was incredible that the young man went to the distant Kunlun alone.

Looking at the shopkeeper, Watson smiled: "Take care of yourself, shopkeeper. It will probably take about half a year for me to come back from this trip."

"Take care of yourself on the way, young master. I'll buy you two drinks when you come back." The shopkeeper waved his hand and watched Wang Yi wave his whip and slowly drive the carriage outside Xiushui Town.

Watson stuck his head out of the car window and said, "Go back, shopkeeper. I'll talk to you when I get back."

The wheels pressed against the bluestone slabs, making a squeaking sound, and headed out of Xiushui Town under the scorching summer sun.

Watson thought for a moment and said, "Brother Wang, have you been to Kunlun before?"

In his opinion, the coachman from Xiushui Town would not travel such a long distance. After all, it is not easy to carry passengers when he comes back, so it is not suitable no matter what.

Wang Yi laughed and said while driving the carriage: "It's too far. I've never been there."

Watson looked at Wang Yi's back and murmured: "How can you catch the train if you don't go there?"

Wang Yi turned around and smiled at him: "After passing Zhuxian Town, you can ask along the way. I heard that when you reach Jiashi City, you will reach Kunlun."

Watson nodded, took out a Buddhist scripture and held it in his hand. It was a long journey, so it was just the right time to read.

"I just want to visit Kunlun. It won't be long before I come back." After thinking about it, Watson said to himself.

"Well, when the time comes when the young master comes down the mountain to use the car, he will have to take care of my business."

Wang swung the whip in his hand, and the two horses pulling the cart started running happily.

It rained during the summer solstice, and Watson from Yunqi Temple embarked on a journey to Kunlun.

…

The carriage traveled through mountains and ridges and traveled along official roads for five days.

Watson suppressed his excitement all the way, and just opened the curtain of the side window from time to time, looking at the scenery on the roadside, thinking that this was his first time traveling alone.

There is some joy in my heart, and some expectations.

I look forward to arriving in Kunlun early, asking Tantai Xiaoyu if he is also trapped in the secret realm, and seeing if his fairy-like fiancée is accompanying my sister.

While he was thinking about it, Wang Yi, who was driving the car, suddenly said: "Little master, Zhuxian Town is ahead of us. Do we want to take a rest here?"

Watson took a look at the sky and replied quietly: "Let's rest here tonight and continue our journey tomorrow."

Wang Yiyi nodded: "Okay, do you have any requirements for this inn?"

"It's clean and can feed the horses some fodder."

Watson thought to himself that he didn't have so many requirements. After all, he was going out and could spend the night in the wild when there was no one on the road.

Wang Yi reined in his horse, looked at Zhuxian Town not far away, and drove the carriage forward slowly.

Located in a small town among green mountains and green waters, Watson could relax after riding a carriage for several days.

Watson thought that he had forgotten to buy two dresses for his sister in Xiushui Town at the foot of the mountain, so he could go shopping here.

Other than that, Watson had no other thoughts. He just wanted to wash up and have a good sleep at night. After all, going out on the road was not as comfortable as being in the temple.

Watson was muttering to himself that Wang Yi had already driven his horse into Zhuxian Town.

Watson released his spiritual consciousness and quietly felt the pedestrians in Zhuxian Town. He found that there were many practitioners who thought that as long as they went down the mountain and left Yunqi Temple, they would enter the world.

Wang Yi led the carriage and found a clean-looking inn in the town.

"I've passed by before and would stay here." Wang said to Watson as he pulled the carriage toward the inn.

Watson nodded and walked inside.

Just as Wang Yi pulled the carriage to the back of the inn and Watson was standing at the door of the inn, an old woman came forward, blocked Watson's sleeves and screamed.

"My granddaughter, please little master, please save my granddaughter."

The old woman shouted loudly. Under Watson's gaze, the old woman burst into tears.

At this time, Watson was no different from a monk. He had not yet put on the boots he bought, but he still wore the monk's robes and shoes from Yunqi Temple.

When he came back from the abyss with long hair, he also asked Master to shave it off, saying it would be more convenient and clean for him to walk out.

Watson stopped the old woman and asked softly: "Old woman, what happened?"

"Young master, you are from Yunqi Temple, please save my granddaughter. My precious granddaughter suddenly disappeared a few days ago. I have searched all over Zhuxian Town but there is no trace of her."

The old woman hugged Watson and cried: "The masters in the city don't care, how can I, an old woman, survive?"

"Mother-in-law, let's go in and talk." Watson pulled her towards the inn.
To be continued...