Li Yuanzhi and they walked all the way out of the city, everyone was still laughing and laughing as if nothing had happened, and when they arrived in the outer city, Jiang Yunian took out a palm-sized flying boat magic weapon from the storage ring, and the aura poured into it instantly turned into a huge flying boat thirty meters long and ten meters wide, and everyone went up unconsciously crowded, and even very loose. This made other people very envious, and even Hua Langyue was surprised, after all, this kind of ark is a weapon of the sect's conquest, which belongs to war materials, and it is definitely not something that can be bought with money, which is also a symbol of a person's status and identity.

Because of Feizhou, Jiang Yunian received a lot of praise, and even spoke a lot louder.

Everyone set off all the way to the foot of Baisheng Mountain in a flying boat. This flight is not the same as being taken by Shi Jingtian or Uncle Seventeen. This time, I was really down-to-earth standing on the deck, and I could enjoy the surrounding scenery carefully, instead of worrying that I would fall and fall to pieces.

Standing on the bow of the flying boat, Li Yuanzhi didn't feel a trace of the wind howling, and he couldn't even feel the change in temperature. Li Yuanzhi stretched his hand out of the fence of the boat, and there was a layer of crystal clear film blocking Li Yuanzhi's hand, just a little force to penetrate it, Li Yuanzhi immediately felt the resistance of his hand being hit by the air rapids, and even with a hint of high-altitude cold. Slowly spread from the fingertips to the arms. A hint of peculiarity flashed in Li Yuanzhi's eyes. It turned out to be one-way protection, but it could not be entered, and it was worthy of being a strategic material!

"Don't be blushing, this kind of thing won't be easily auctioned by the family, even if your current money is far from enough. Hua Langyue leaned in front of Li Yuanzhi and said softly.

"I know, I don't want this kind of thing, it's too expensive. Li Yuanzhi pouted. He saw with his own eyes that Jiang Yunian invested 3,000 medium-grade spirit stones to start the flying boat, isn't this a money grab? Li Xiaocai fans wouldn't do such stupid things, volleying in the air, and walking in the air is not handsome?

"Huh. Hua Langyue covered her mouth and chuckled, rubbing Li Yuanzhi's head, the duplicitous little guy.

Li Yuanzhi slapped off Hua Langyue's "salty pig hand" and glared at Hua Langyue.

"Little friend, guess what they will think of you if I shouted that you and I slept in the same bed?" Hua Rongyue's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, and the voice threatened Li Yuanzhi.

Li Yuanzhi glared at Hua Langyue, you dare.

Do you think I dare? Hua Rongyue glared back without showing weakness.

In the end, it was Li Yuanzhi who was defeated.

"That's good. Hua Langyue rubbed Li Yuanzhi's head and looked at the pedestrians hiking under the flying boat, like a long black line, stretching to the end of the sky. It's unpleasant!

Li Yuanzhi was also attracted by the scenery under his feet, from the sky, the mountains have become small mounds, the river is only like a green rope, the undulating mountains are more like oil paintings spread out layer by layer, the tourists are like ants on the oil paintings, the forest has become a green barrier, and there are people resting and cooking on the ground behind the barrier.

"Do you think that mountain doesn't look like a cow?" Li Yuanzhi pointed to a mountain road in the distance.

"Not really. Hua Langyue looked at the mountain that looked like a huge box in the distance and shook her head.

"Look over there, does it look like a fox drinking water?"

"I can't see it. "Hua Rongyue really looked at it carefully, but she still couldn't see where it looked. The hull said that it was not big, it was not small, everyone heard Li Yuanzhi's words, anyway, they were idle so they all looked at the mountain peak that Li Yuanzhi was referring to, but it was an ordinary peak, a forest, where there was an old cow and a fox drinking water.

"Look, look over there, there's a dragon about to take off. Li Yuanzhi suddenly pointed to a high mountain in the distance and shouted.

But everyone looked at it, except that it was higher than the mountain next to it, what was the difference?

What Li Yuanzhi didn't know was that there were countless purple rays of light circulating in his eyes at this time, just like the purple sensation produced by the intersection of the cyan lotus and the black lotus in his dantian. It's just that Li Yuanzhi is standing at the bow of the boat, looking out of the boat and no one can see it.

Everyone couldn't see it, Li Yuanzhi was a little depressed, he was really a group of guys with no aesthetic ability.

"You, you can always see. Li Yuanzhi spoke to the little sunspot standing on the railing.

"Squeak?" the little black man looked puzzled.

"Can't you see it too?" Li Yuanzhi's eyes had returned to normal at this time.

"Fox, old cow, dragon!" the little black man must have arrived.

Li Yuanzhi immediately showed a happy smile, sure enough, there are still people who understand me.

Turning his head, Xiao Heizi stared at the mountains and rivers everywhere with wide eyes, where are the dragons, where are the cows, and where are the foxes? Come out quickly and let this great sage see it!

Xiao Heizi's eyes were sour when he saw it, and he still didn't see anything. It's not as beautiful as the clouds in the sky, don't you look like a monkey is getting drunk over there?

Everyone discussed and discussed, appreciated and appreciated, and even Hua Langyue cultivated with peace of mind. After all, there are many people, but she is a cold queen.

Li Yuanzhi looked at it for a while, and suddenly felt a little tired, not only mentally, but even felt that the aura of the sea of qi was a little insufficient.

After checking it out, sure enough, the sea of aura became smaller, but no matter how Li Yuanzhi looked for it, he couldn't find the reason, so he had to stop looking for it and bring back the lost aura cultivation first.

At the foot of the mountain, the people lining up to go up the mountain at the bottom of the mountain are like crucians crossing the river, the sun is already very big at this time, some people are holding umbrellas, some people are hiding in the shade and fanning fans, waiting for the arrival of the next Linggu car. Hundred Saints Mountain is forbidden to fly in order to show respect for the Hundred Saints. As early as a long time ago, people pilgrimage was walking up the mountain, walking down the mountain, but with the condensation of people's desire to pray and sacrifice, the auspicious rui in the mountain emerged one after another, there were greedy people who secretly picked and captured the rui beasts and spiritual grass in the mountain to the outside world to sell, plus there were always people who deliberately destroyed the landscape, carved words on the stone wall, littered at will, etc., Baisheng Mountain began to prohibit visitors from entering the mountain by themselves, and began to block Baisheng Mountain, but Baisheng Mountain is a holy place that belongs to the whole continent to pay homage to Baisheng, and people are terrible, so they have to open Baisheng Mountain again, but the ticket is increased, and the name is called the management fee。 Why do you say that, because their early wish is good, that is, to restrain people's bad habit of wantonly destroying and discarding garbage at will, and the charge is also to protect the original appearance of Baisheng Mountain. But over time, people's hearts have changed, because managers have found that there is a lot to be done, and there are unparalleled benefits mixed in.

As the saying goes, those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, and what is related to money is no longer simple.

The manager gradually became an exclusive company from the public election, and from the public Baisheng Mountain, it unconsciously became a private tourism industry. And ordinary people get nothing in it, just pay tribute to heroes, and even pay tribute to their ancestors, unconsciously becoming something that can only be done by paying money to others, and it has become a situation where they can't even pay tribute to their ancestors without money. And the managers have divided this huge benefit into more terms. Different prices enjoy different treatments, different prices to watch different scenery, and there are a lot of expenses, which discourage many civilians from paying respects outside the mountain gate, but these have also become a gimmick for the owners of the industry.

Li Yuanzhi naturally didn't line up, just kidding, the young master of this industrial family is in this line!

The group started their journey from the first mountain in the most luxurious Linggu car.

On the holy mountain of books, silver hooks and iron are drawn everywhere, and the words are cracked by the stele and the stone, after 10,000 years, it should not be its charm, and it seems that there is still an unyielding intention to be proud of the sky. Painting the holy mountain everywhere pavilions, like a dream, obviously feel that it is a real place, but to touch the death of a piece of nothingness, according to legend, when the painting saint in the war, the ghost will be a point of ink into a soldier, genius treasure, wave the world, demons and beasts come true, more than the paper out of the battle for the painting saint, it is simply an incredible power! The Yin and Yang family, the public loser, the historian, the hidden family, etc., etc., Li Yuanzhi and they got off the Linggu car while enjoying the highest service, while admiring the relics of the saints in the world, it was not too easy.

This time it takes five days to browse once, after all, a hundred holy mountains are a place that can not be seen in a few days if you only stay for an hour, and this is already the result of everyone not staying in one place for too long.

On the way back, everyone encountered a very miraculous thing that made everyone stop.

This is an incident that happened on Bingsheng Mountain. At that time, Li Yuanzhi and they were just passing by, but they were intercepted, the reason was very simple, there was an ordinary Linggu car blocking the way in front of their Linggu car. The Linggu car is a tool in the mortal world, because the consumption of flying magic weapons such as flying boats is too large to maximize profits, so the manager is the current heir of the merchant, the head of the Jiang Yunian family, specially ordered the construction of ropes connected to each peak, and used the ropes to pull the Linggu car to move instead of the flying boat, so that only a small amount of spirit stones can be used to replace the flying boat, which is one of the biggest sources of benefits for the Jiang family.

Li Yuanzhi and they stepped down from the Linggu car, and saw a group of people surrounding a crying woman, and there was a six or seven-year-old child next to the woman who was also crying, and the zero car blocking Li Yuanzhi's Linggu car was standing on the track.

"Murder pays for life, without him, how can we orphans and widows live. The woman wept heartbreakingly. In front of the woman was a corpse covered with a white cloth. At this time, there was also a middle-aged man kneeling in front of the corpse with blank eyes in the crowd.

The crowd was now discussing what had happened. It turned out that the middle-aged man drove the Linggu car to pass by Bingsheng Mountain, and when he didn't pay attention to the rope track, he looked up to the sky and roared, that is, the corpse was also the eldest son of the woman. At that time, he was standing in that place according to his mother's wishes, and the painter took a portrait of him. The middle-aged man who didn't pay attention didn't come to stop the Linggu car in a hurry, so he knocked the young man down the mountain, and the mortal body was hit by the impact of the hundred-meter cliff and died on the spot. At this time, people are talking about accusing the man of manipulation and letting the white-haired man send the black-haired man, and the young man is only in his early twenties, and he is a good age to be high-spirited, so he is gone. No wonder the woman cried so sadly.

When Li Yuanzhi and them got out of the car, it was just in time for the arrival of the administrator and the mortal ministers. After all, the Hundred Saints Mountain is a relic of the whole continent, and both mortals and qi refiners have the right to visit, but few mortals can have enough spirit stones.

"Fairy master, you have to make the decision for the little girl. When the weeping woman saw the steward coming, she kowtowed to the steward with a handful of snot and tears. The steward first looked at Jiang Yunian and them, but Jiang Yunian shook his head slightly, saying that he didn't want to meddle in such a trivial matter, so the steward didn't come over to say hello.

"What is the person who kneels crying?"

"Back to my lord, that man killed my son, he wants to pay for his life, he ......," the woman said while crying, but she did not explain the situation clearly for a long time. The mortal talker waved his hand impatiently and motioned for the woman to shut up. Then he pointed to an attendant who was working in Bingsheng Mountain next to him and said, "You come on." ”

"Yes," said the attendant, briefly from beginning to end.

"In that case, Feng Yuan, can you confess your guilt?" The man who was kneeling beside the corpse with blank eyes was named Feng Yuan, and when he heard the prime minister's eldest man ask, he just opened his mouth blankly, not knowing what to say.

And the people on the side talked even louder: "I am unscrupulous when I work in Baisheng Mountain." ”

"That is, with the support of the Jiang family, they deserve it. ”

"Fight for life. ”

"That is, killing pays for life. ”

......

The prime minister of the mortal world in front of him had a slightly bad face when he heard the discussion of the people. How can you talk about it at will in front of the immortals.

But the little steward of the Hundred Saints Mountain just frowned, there are countless large and small stewards in the Hundred Saints Mountain, of course the big steward has no time to deal with this little matter, just one or two mortals died, give some gold and silver, and deal with the troublemakers. Or don't be Young Master Jiang's way is the right way, if you can show your face in front of Young Master Jiang and be fortunate to be remembered, it will not be a matter of a word in the future?

"In that case, Toyohara still doesn't plead guilty?" which little steward spoke, and his majesty was not small.

"Villain, recognize ...... Plead guilty. The man named Fengyuan opened his mouth blankly, his body trembled a little, and Li Yuanzhi could see that the little steward used the method of mental suppression to forcibly make the man confess.

"Since the culprit has pleaded guilty, he will be taken into custody and executed tomorrow. The little steward announced. After speaking, he looked at the crowd around him. The crowd was even more cheerful, most of them were mortals, after all, there were really not many Qi refiners like Li Yuanzhi who stopped to watch the excitement, because the Linggu car had already moved away and could have set off a long time ago, but Li Yuanzhi insisted on staying. The little steward glanced at Jiang Yunian without a trace. Jiang Yunian nodded slightly, indicating that he agreed with this view.

The little steward was even more proud, "Since you have no objections, it is so decided, and please continue to enjoy it, don't be disinterested, as for this lady's compensation, there will naturally be someone to solve it for you." ”

"Well, my lord is a good person who knows right from wrong. The crowd cheered incessantly.

"Shangxian is really like a god in judging cases, judging cases wisely, and being fair and selfless. "Which mortal ruler is even more flattering.

"Where, where. The little steward was triumphant.

"It's all gone. The little steward waved his hand and asked the waiter to pack up the body and escort Fengyuan, and the woman even pulled her youngest son to kowtow to the side, shouting Lord Qingtian, the gods are mortal.

"Wait. Suddenly, a voice broke the harmonious picture.