Chen Zimeng looked at Wan Jingfei meaningfully, he didn't understand where this guy got the courage, he invited people to accompany him when he saw them on the road, this is not a good habit.

Hehe, a sword stabbed from behind, it was a flesh and blood piercing the eyes, and the transparent hole was left on the body.

"Brother Chen, why don't you go to the front! You are in the back, and the younger brother is a little afraid. ”

Wan Jingfei walked towards the front confidently, but then found that he was still negligent about one thing, why did he go to the front and show his back to others.

Rao is his high combat power, but he doesn't have eyes on the back of his head!

Instantly, cold sweat flowed down his back, Wan Jingfei smiled, turned to the side, and stretched out his hand forward, just like Chen Zimeng looked before.

Chen Zimeng stopped, his eyes playful.

"Yancheng business name, Wanjia Tianjiao?"

Wan Jingfei felt a little embarrassed, but after thinking about it, a small life is important, compared to what is cheeky.

"Well, let's go together, I can't trust you. Chen Zimeng took a step forward, stood on the same line as Wan Jingfei, and tilted his head to look.

Wan Jingfei was stunned for a moment, he actually pulled before and after, forgetting that there was a parallel, it seemed that he was too nervous, and when he looked up, he saw Chen Zimeng with a smile on his face.

"Why didn't Brother Wan leave?"

"Oh, go, go. ”

The two stepped forward and walked side by side, Wan Jingfei habitually unfolded the folding fan, and Chen Zimeng took off the sword on his waist and raised his head to drink, on the road, it was not weird.

"I don't know where Brother Chen is from?" The two of them walked in silence for a long time, Chen Zimeng felt very comfortable, but Wan Jingfei was not like this, and finally he put away the folding fan in his hand, and still asked very familiarly.

Chen Zimeng took a sip of wine, tilted his head and looked at Wan Jingfei with a smile, and slowly spoke, "Brother Wan, your curiosity is not small!"

"Uh......"

"Hehe, I'm from Chu State, oh no, now that place is Tang State. Chen Zimeng said the state of Chu, but then he was stunned, thinking that the state of Chu had been destroyed, and where was it already a regional state of the Tang state.

"Oh, then Brother Chen can be regarded as a subordinate of the Tang Emperor!" Wan Jingfei bowed slightly, looking very familiar with the geographical division.

Chen Zimeng was stunned, "Emperor Tang?"

Wan Jingfei smiled, unfolded the folding fan and fanned himself to the wind. "Yes, Emperor Tang, what's the matter? Brother Chen doesn't know?"

"I don't know much about the cultivation forces of the outside world. Chen Zimeng said lightly, put down his hands, pinned the sword gourd back to his waist, walked to the side, found a flat stone, and sat down.

"I can't get to Yanzhou in the past few days, it's better to Brother Wan, you and I sit down and take a rest, just right, there are a lot of doubts below, and I hope Brother Wan will answer one or two." ”

Wan Jingfei stood in front of Chen Zimeng, watching quietly, and his heart was clear, Chen Zimeng didn't know that some of the cultivation forces in the cultivation realm were very normal, because in the huge cultivation realm, even the disciples of the sect family did not dare to say that they knew everything, let alone those casual cultivators who practiced by chance?

After a long time, Wan Jingfei walked not far away, near the stone, a Qingyan pine tree grew well, although the sun was not very large, but Wan Jingfei still sat in the shadow of the pine tree, squinted at Chen Zimeng, and then said slowly.

"Yes, what our business is talking about is a wide range of friends from all over the world, Brother Chen has a question, the younger brother should answer one or two for you, Brother Chen can directly say your problem, and he must know everything and say everything. ”

"There are only three questions, the first one, what kind of power is the Tang Emperor?" Chen Zimeng smiled, fell back, and the whole person slept on the stone, tilting his head and asking.

"The Tang Emperor is the ruler of the Tang Kingdom. ”

Wan Jingfei's words made Chen Zimeng slightly stunned, "Monks establish a kingdom among mortals?"

"That's right!" Wan Jingfei nodded affirmatively.

"Doesn't that mean that most of the monks are far away from the mortal world?"

Wan Jingfei glanced at Chen Zimeng, his face full of disdain, "Where did Brother Chen hear about it?" This kind of thing is too absolute, monks are all slowly cultivating from mortals, so it is naturally impossible to stay away from mortals, but it is true, because monks practice to find places full of spiritual power, so to a certain extent, they will stay away from the mortal world, which also leads to many places not knowing the existence of monks. ”

"But there is another point, most of the resources required for the cultivation of monks will be provided by mortals, and there are some sects, and those who consciously cultivate immortals are high, how can they do some tedious and mundane affairs by themselves, so mortals naturally take on such a slave role. ”

"Then there are those cultivators who take the common people of the world as their own responsibility, they don't want to see mortals being driven by monks as slaves, and even lose their lives and not be regarded as human beings by monks, which makes them choose to protect a mortal world, or a sect, or a family, or a cultivation country like the Tang Kingdom. ”

After Wan Jingfei finished speaking, he didn't look at Chen Zimeng again, he took out a copper coin and put it in his palm to look at it carefully.

Chen Zimeng didn't speak, but he had a very good impression of which Tang Emperor in the Tang Kingdom, and in his opinion, only a cultivator who could protect one side after becoming a monk could be regarded as a cultivator.

After experiencing Zhongjiazhen's actions, Chen Zimeng inquired about the whereabouts of the mortals in the entire town, but the result was that he was killed by those scattered cultivators, Chen Zimeng hated those cultivators very much since that day, and he would never allow himself to become such a cold-blooded monk who didn't care about human life.

"Then what does Brother Wan think of mortals?" Chen Zimeng was silent for a long time, then stood up and sat up, and drank again.

"Hehe, Wan will be the heir of the family who protects one side in the future, and of course he takes it as his responsibility to protect one side of the world. Wan Jingfei heard Chen Zimeng's inquiry, smiled, blew into the copper coin in his hand, then put it away, and then replied.

Chen Zimeng was a little surprised, he couldn't see that Wan Jingfei was still the heir of the family, although he didn't have much contact with the family, but Chen Zimeng was enough to know how much ability the heir of a family needed to be selected, and for a moment, Chen Zimeng's perception of Wan Jingfei was a little different.

"I can't see it, Brother Wan is really arrogant!"

Wan Jingfei, who was smiling all over his face, suddenly froze, his face became a little unnatural, he glanced at Chen Zimeng who was smiling, pursed his mouth slightly, and did not speak again.

Chen Zimeng smiled, stood up, and slowly walked towards Wan Jingfei under the pine tree, which made Wan Jingfei slightly nervous, and then regretted that he came forward with a hot head.

Chen Zimeng did not walk into the shade of the tree, but stopped outside the shade, under the sun, the temperature of the whole mountain slowly became hotter, Chen Zimeng stretched out his hand and handed out the sword raiser, and asked with a smile, "Do you want to drink?"

Wan Jingfei shook his head, and Nunu said, "The elders have ordered that you should not drink alcohol during this time. ”

"And this kind of order?" Chen Zimeng was full of curiosity, and suddenly became interested in the Yancheng family that Wan Jingfei said.

But then Chen Zimeng remembered the hairpin that Wan Jingfei had purchased, and he was thinking about what kind of method he should use to figure out the relationship between Wan Jingfei and the hairpin without a trace.

But he must not be suspicious.

Turning his head slightly to look at the mountain range in front of him, Chen Zimeng didn't go on the sword raiser, didn't say hello, and continued on the road.

Wan Jingfei sat in the shade of the tree, looking at Chen Zimeng's distant figure, wondering whether to follow, and finally seemed to think of something interesting, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, he stretched out his hand to support it, got up from the ground, and trotted to catch up with Chen Zimeng.

"Brother Chen, doesn't there have three problems? It's only one, why did you leave?"

"There are two left, I'll ask later. ”

"Uh, the rest?"

Nodding, Chen Zimeng hummed lightly, "Yes, Yu." ”

After speaking, Chen Zimeng's pace increased slightly, and for a while, he actually crossed Wan Jingfei and opened a short distance.

Wan Jingfei unfolded the folding fan and fanned it gently, and the broken hair on his forehead was fanned up, "Yu, it's easy to say! ”

But Chen Zimeng didn't care what Wan Jingfei said, and walked straight ahead, the mountains were undulating, and the mountain road became more and more difficult, but for cultivators, this was not a difficult thing at all.

After cultivating and building the foundation, Chen Zimeng was already able to walk with a sword, and the reason why he walked was just to distract himself and look at the scenery along the way.

Wan Jingfei followed Chen Zimeng closely, and in the blink of an eye, it was two days, Chen Zimeng walked fast in front, and found that he couldn't get rid of Wan Jingfei, and he walked very slowly in the back, but Wan Jingfei also slowed down, just like his follower.

What Wan Jingfei thinks, Chen Zimeng doesn't know, but Chen Zimeng doesn't care so much.

For a while, the two of them were together, wandering around like a mountain tour, and Chen Zimeng changed his route halfway, turned around and plunged into a deep mountain range.

The most in the mountains and forests are wild ghosts, Chen Zimeng and Wan Jingfei will always be harassed by all kinds of mountain spirits and ghosts during the day or at night, and even many monsters jump out to block the way forward, for a while, the two have to keep fighting.

Rao is like this, Wan Jingfei still has no intention of leaving, Chen Zimeng looked at him who was embarrassed beside him, and felt very happy.

Wan Jingfei cultivated to build the foundation in the middle stage, and was a step higher than Chen Zimeng, perhaps Wan Jingfei felt that he was enough to defeat Chen Zimeng and followed Chen Zimeng all the way and was reluctant to leave, but Chen Zimeng clearly understood that it was not difficult for him to kill him.

Chen Zimeng has his own plans, in the past few days, Chen Zimeng has put out a lot of news in Wan Jingfei's mouth, Wan Jingfei's cultivation is high, but when he goes out to walk, he still lacks experience.

Let's just talk about fighting, against the ghost mountain spirit, Chen Zimeng is not troublesome to fight, but Wan Jingfei seems a little tired to deal with, he is not the kind of person who often fights, and his sense of battle is much inferior to Chen Zimeng.

Sometimes, it's pleasing to watch someone unlucky.

Chen Zimeng raised his head and took a sip of wine, and then shook it, there was not much wine in the sword raiser.

Chen Zimeng jumped onto the canopy of one of the tallest trees nearby, stood against the wind, and squinted into the distance.

The mountains in the distance were shrouded in a thick layer of clouds and mist, the mountains were steep and strange, Chen Zimeng closed his eyes and released his divine thoughts, and in an instant, the movements of the surrounding ten miles of land were clear.

Wan Jingfei stood at the foot of the tree, holding a tattered folding fan in his hand, on which the word "Shang" and the word "Wan" were crooked.

After not feeling movement for a long time, Wan Jingfei raised his head and looked, above the canopy, there was still Chen Zimeng's figure.

"Fuck ......"

Wan Jingfei hurriedly jumped up, came to the canopy of the tree, raised his eyes and looked around, and kept searching.

Chen Zimeng was stepping on a spirit-level flying sword at his feet at this time, and he was happily leaping in the clouds and mist in the mountains, like an immortal, his clothes were flying, and he was extremely happy and chic.

Suddenly feeling a whistling sound, Chen Zimeng turned his head to look, a wooden boat the size of a zhang under Wan Jingfei's feet glowed slightly, and Wan Jingfei quickly caught up with Chen Zimeng.

Chen Zimeng was stunned, he knew the wooden boat, it was the one he sold.

"Brother Chen, it's not moral. ”

Wan Jingfei had a dark face, looking at Chen Zimeng who was flying with the sword, a small sword in his sleeve vibrated slightly, and he planned to sacrifice it at any time.

Chen Zimeng raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised, "Brother Wan, don't talk nonsense!"

"Let me ask you, what are you running?" Wan Jingfei asked coldly, his right hand raised, trembling slightly, and he was a little angry.

Chen Zimeng narrowed his eyes, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"What the hell is going on with you?"