In the cold winter, the climate of southern Sichuan is humid with a hint of warmth.

"Passengers, please fasten your seatbelts, the plane is about to land..."

In the eyes of the Chinese people and the world, southern Sichuan seems to be separated by a veil of mystery.

The world-famous titles such as the tourist capital, the southern light city, the thousand-year-old wine capital, the begonia fragrant country, the Leshan Giant Buddha and so on are all in southern Sichuan.

After flying for almost two hours, Zhou Yang finally came to Chuannan Airport.

Breathing the air that was more humid than Nanzhou, Zhou Yang didn't have the heart to appreciate the different southern country too much, before, on the plane, he actually slept for the first time.

Since cultivating Zhen, Zhou Yang, who had almost never really slept before, no matter how tired he was, he could recover as long as he cultivated, but this time, he still couldn't withstand the intense tiredness that came from his divine consciousness after all.

Flagged down a taxi and handed the address provided by the stall owner to the driver.

Maybe the address is too remote, and the driver also searched for a long time on the navigation to find it.

"Oh, little brother, this place is far away, if I take you there, I won't be able to come back today. The driver said with a Sichuan accent and seemed a little reluctant.

The most important thing is that the address provided by Zhou Yang is not in the city, and even very far away from the suburbs, in the mountains, and there is no need to pick up guests on the way back.

"That's it, master, I'll give you two thousand yuan a day, I'll take your car for you, and you'll have to take me back to the airport when the time comes." Zhou Yang said generously after thinking a little, now is not the time to care about money.

"That's fine. When the driver heard this, he hurriedly agreed, 2,000 yuan, after removing fuel and tolls and other miscellaneous expenses, there is still a lot left, even if it is usually in the urban area without stopping to carry passengers, it is difficult to earn so much.

Zhou Yang first took out 2,000 yuan in cash and handed it to the other party, and the car drove towards the destination.

It is said that the taxi drivers in the capital are very capable, and the master in southern Sichuan is not left behind, and along the way, regardless of whether Zhou Yang can talk to him or not, one person can nag non-stop.

"Little brother, I see that you are coming to Chuanzhou for the first time, right?"

"You are really different from ordinary young people, people like to play what Dinis and Film and Television City, but you like to go to the mountains to see the scenery. The driver thought that Zhou Yang was out for a tour.

"But when it comes to seeing the scenery, you really picked the right place, only in the deep mountains can you see the most primitive Sichuan Island, but you should come in spring and autumn..."

"Little brother, let me tell you, if you want to see the scenery, you must not miss it...."

The driver talked endlessly, Zhou Yang occasionally replied a few words, and his mind was now full of the formula of Yishou Dan, how could he have the leisure and elegance to pay attention to the attractions.

"We have a Qingcheng Mountain here in Sichuan, and we also filmed a mythological drama a few decades ago, your generation should see less, under Qingcheng Mountain~Bai Suzhen~....The cave has cultivated this body for thousands of years..."The driver snorted as he spoke.

"Hmm, Bai Suzhen, isn't it right, Qingcheng Mountain?" the driver inadvertently woke up Zhou Yang in thought.

Zhou Yang couldn't help but think of the magical "key" he got from Hiroki Asai in the battle of Xibian Mountain, and one of the above was Qingcheng Mountain.

If the guess is correct, there is also a world in Qingcheng Mountain that is the same as that of Xifang Mountain!

But there are more important things to do in front of him, Qingcheng Mountain can only be put away temporarily, and the movement on Xibi Mountain is very big, if you really want to enter the world of Qingcheng Mountain, you still need to think about it again.

Time flies quickly, and before you know it, the car gradually moves away from the bustling area and drives onto the rugged mountain road.

In the bumps along the way, the driver couldn't help but complain a few words, perhaps because of the climate, less than 300 kilometers of travel, a sunny day and a rainy period on the road.

This makes several sections of the already rugged mountain road even more muddy.

Finally, at the beginning of the moon, the driver drove to the location that Zhou Yang said.

This is a small town hidden in the mountains, and it is okay to call it a small town or a village.

Because standing on a slightly higher place, you can see all the faces of the town at a glance, unpretentious, at most about 100 households, and the stellar lights are interspersed between the houses in the town.

Only the occasional power line stretching here from the mountains indicates that it is not really isolated from the rest of the world.

Simple houses, simple roads, simple shops.....

But all of these simple things are so delightful that they are far removed from the hustle and bustle.

"Well, yes, little brother, you're pretty good at finding a place, and if you want me to say, it's best to come here for a break. The driver took a cigarette in his mouth, even if he saw too much of the scenery of Sichuanzhou, he couldn't help but praise the town in front of him.

After Zhou Yang's troubled state of mind came here, he suddenly relaxed a little, and took a deep breath of the air after the rain in the mountains, which was fresh and sweet, even a little stronger than the aura of the mountain villa where he lived now.

Subsequently, Zhou Yang arranged for the taxi driver to stay in the only hotel in the town, and walked to the town alone.

"I've arrived, where are you. Calling the stall owner again, Zhou Yang told him where he was and asked directly.

"I'll come right over. The voice on the other end of the line was low, and then he hung up.

In less than a minute, under the dim street lamp, where Zhou Yang was standing, a figure gradually trotted closer.

"Are you a hero?" the young stall owner seemed to be unable to believe Zhou Yang's age, and wondered, because Zhou Yang had not shown his true face before.

"It's me, what's going on?" As early as in the black market, Zhou Yang used his divine sense to see the true appearance of the stall owner, who was similar in age to himself, but his appearance was very ordinary, and he belonged to the kind of person who was stuck in the crowd and was difficult to look at.

At this time, Zhou Yang didn't say much and went straight to the point.

"Put it in my house, please come with me. Hearing the familiar voice, the stall owner didn't talk nonsense and led the way directly in front.

"Hero, my name is Yue Feng, Yue Fei's Yue, the peak of the mountain, what about you. Yue Feng turned his head and said as he walked in front, seeing that Zhou Yang was a peer, he was not restrained, and his honest smile showed a pair of white teeth.

"My name is Zhou Yang. Because of something on his mind, Zhou Yang simply replied that he only wanted to get the blood qi worm in his hands quickly.

Yue Feng saw that Zhou Yang was absent-minded, and he didn't speak later.

The distance is not far, and a few turns will take you to Yue Feng's home, which is more humble than the simple houses in the town.

It was a three-room house made of wooden planks, and the dim yellow light peeked through the crack in the door.

As soon as I got closer, a strong smell of herbs came to my nose.

"Squeak!" Yue Feng pushed open the door, and the smell of medicine became stronger.

Zhou Yang couldn't help twitching his nose, his brows furrowed slightly, not because he hated the smell of medicine, but because he smelled the smell of alcohol in the room in addition to the smell of medicinal herbs.

"Feng, who's coming?" At this time, a weak woman's voice came from the back room.