The three generations of the Pan family opened six jars of good wine and got drunk.

At least half of the wine was drunk by Pan Shou, and the old man drank so much that his stomach was round, as if he was pregnant with Liujia.

Pan Long also drank a lot, and he was very drunk. But he staggered back to his room, and as soon as he closed the door, his wine woke up.

Or rather, he was never drunk.

Even the Nine Turns of Xuangong can even be refined by Tiangang and Earth, what is the power of mere alcohol? Even if he deliberately suppressed it just now and did not let Xuangong operate, drinking a jar of almost ten catties of spirits would only make him blush slightly and make him feel hot.

When he returned to the room, he no longer suppressed Xuan Gong, and in just a few seconds, the wine power in his body was refined and exhausted, and he completely regained consciousness.

"If I continue like this, when I am successful, if I want to get drunk again, I am afraid that I will have to drink poisonous wine......" He shook his head with a smile and lay down on the bed.

Since he was sixteen years old, more than six years have passed in a blink of an eye. But lying on the bed after a long absence, he can still feel the familiarity and stability from the heart.

"Sure enough, it's still good at home!" he couldn't help muttering, "It's good to be at home, but it's hard to go out." Even this little bed is the best in the house!"

"It's a pity that I can't stay at home for long, and I'll have to go out after a while. ”

Although the northern land is outside Kyushu and is not shrouded by the Kyushu Great Array, God knows if the Kyushu Great Array has the ability to judge the general direction of the Mountains and Seas. If there is, he will be in the Northland for a long time, and he will be easily judged by the Great Xia Imperial Court.

Wen Chao believes that the Kyushu Great Array should not have this effect. As the builder of the Kyushu Great Array, as well as the original owner of the Kyushu Ding, his judgment should be correct. But Pan Long didn't dare to bet on his family.

So he had already decided to stay at home for a few days, at most until the New Year, and then leave.

This time he was going all the way west, out of the Northland, through the Xiaotian Mountain, and then around a huge circle, bypassing Yizhou and Yunzhou, from Jiaozhou to Jingzhou, and then along the Tongtian River upstream, to the Dragon Slaying Treasure to see Wenchao.

This circle is extremely winding, and even if the Kyushu Great Array can really judge the general direction of the Shanhai Sutra, it will be confused.

"It's a pity that the aura that can be stored in the Book of Mountains and Seas is still limited after all, if the aura that can be stored is unlimited, I will ask Wen Chao to help me design a treasure that can extract aura, go to the depths of the Tianshan Mountains to find a large spiritual vein, extract a large amount of aura, and then cultivate for thousands of years in the world of the Book of Mountains and Seas, cultivate into a long life, cultivate to be invincible in the world, and then come out to roam the rivers and lakes. ”

"When the time comes, if the Great Xia Dynasty dares to trouble me, I will punch Nanshan and kick Beihai, slap the gods from the sky to the ground, and pull out the eyes of the Kyushu Great Array one by one...... That's so refreshing!"

But he also knew that it was just a pipe dream.

If the Sutra of Mountains and Seas could store infinite aura, why didn't Zhao Sheng simply cultivate in the Sutra of Mountains and Seas until he was old, and then go out of the customs to defeat all disobedience?

Although the Sutra of Mountains and Seas in Zhao Sheng's hand was not like his own, it could at least create a blessed land with aura and enough cultivation to fully meet the needs of retreat cultivation.

How can there be such a good thing in the world!

With a sigh, Pan Long lay on the familiar bed and gradually fell asleep.

He slept for an hour or two, when he suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a look of shock, and then gradually became dazed, and finally suddenly realized.

"It scared me to death! It turned out to be a dream!"

Just now, he had a nightmare, dreaming that a group of people in yellow dragon robes were stepping on the wind, stepping on frost and snow all the way, and walking towards Dingfeng Town.

He couldn't see the faces of these people clearly, but he could clearly feel that these people were the masters of the Great Xia Imperial Family, who came to exterminate all the idle people related to the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

He jumped to his feet, trying to fight to the death, but woke up from his dream.

"I think about it during the day, and I dream about it at night. I was worried about being found by the Great Xia Dynasty every day, so I had such a dream. He said to himself, "I felt that everything was normal in my dream, but when I woke up and thought about it, I found that it was ridiculous - if the Great Xia Dynasty really determined my location, how could it be possible to send a group of people to hula and come over? It must be one or two real grandmasters, or simply one or two immortal Buddhas and demon gods leading the team, directly cutting through the void and landing in Dingfeng Town." ”

"And...... How could the masters of the Great Xia Dynasty all wear dragon robes?"

"Huh...... It's just dizzy!"

He muttered to himself, wanting to continue to fall asleep, but he couldn't.

Although reason told him that it was just a nightmare, and even the intuition of a martial artist did not have any warning, but he was not sure in his heart.

After thinking about it, he took out a paper windmill.

The windmill was motionless.

He thought for a moment and blew lightly.

The breeze blew, and the windmill turned slightly a few times before slowly stopping.

"It's true......

This is one of the most important treasures given to him by Wen Chao, it can divinate bad luck, and if there is going to be a crisis, the windmill will keep spinning without wind. The bigger the crisis, the faster it turns.

Now, even if the windmill blows, it stops quickly, which shows that there is indeed no danger.

After putting away the windmill, Pan Long lay down again, but after lying down for a while, he couldn't help but sit up again.

He knew that there was no problem, but he was still unsure.

His family was too important to him, and he couldn't get up to it.

The scene of Han Feng being killed once again appeared in front of his eyes.

"Let's go out for a walk. ”

He muttered to himself, put on his clothes, and walked out of the room.

The snow was still falling, and he walked slowly through the snow, and soon came to the city gate.

Leaping forward, he was already standing on the towering tower. When the soldier on duty saw him, he smiled and nodded, and invited him to go to the nearby hut to roast and eat meat.

...... Of course, you can't drink alcohol while you're on duty.

Pan Long smiled and refused, standing on the city tower and looking into the distance.

He stood for a long time before his mood calmed down, and he turned back to his home. But he saw that his parents and grandfather had already gotten up and were waiting for him in the living room.

"It seems that you will not be able to live at home after all. The mother's eyes were a little red, "I just came back, and you didn't stay all night, and you were restless......"

Pan Long wanted to explain a few sentences, but found that he had nothing to say, and finally could only sigh deeply.

"There's no way around it!" sighed the father, "the husband is not guilty, but he is guilty." Emperor Jiazi has a good saying, if you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. These are the necessary prices for growth. ”

"But why can't we live in peace for a few days?" asked the mother, a little annoyed.

The father also shook his head and sighed, having nothing to say.

"Manly, you always have to go out. A punch and a kick to the sky are heroes!" Grandfather patted him on the shoulder, "If you're worried, let's go." When will you be able to put your mind at ease and come back? A few of us can afford to live for a few more years. ”

Pan Long looked at their faces one by one, didn't know what to say, hesitated for a long time, and finally turned a thousand words into a sigh.

"I'm leaving, take care!"

After saying that, he turned around, jumped up, and the whole person soared into the sky like a cannonball, and after flying into the sky, he lost his weight lightly, and flew all the way south on the howling north wind.

The wind and snow covered the worries and blessings of his family, but he couldn't hide the resentment in his heart.

"Damn, why should I run away like a lost dog? Why should I finally go home and not sleep well all night?"

"As a traverser, you can stimulate the true power of the Classic of Mountains and Seas, and as a descendant of the Pan family, you have inherited the Classic of Mountains and Seas...... Is it my fault?"

But he knew that the Great Xia Dynasty would never tell him anything.

This can squeeze Yongzhou into bandits, and can make the people of Yizhou rather rely on Haoqiang than believe in the imperial court, and it is absolutely impossible to let him go if the court is full of chaos in Yunzhou.

The Great Xia Dynasty is not the Earth Federation government that really "serves the people" before he crossed over, and he doesn't expect to reconcile, cooperate, and win-win with each other.

From the day he became the heir of the Book of Mountains and Seas, he and the Great Xia Dynasty were destined to be mortal enemies!

Unless he is willing to hide outside Kyushu, and he runs around every day, all his life, and does not come back until the fall of the Great Xia Dynasty. Otherwise, there is actually only one path he can take.

Overthrow the Great Xia Dynasty, bombard this threat, and use your fists to protect yourself and your family!

"I ...... There was no choice!"

In the wind and snow, his eyes sparkled like flames.

"Even if it's not for ideals, not for ambition, even if it's just for safety, just to be able to sleep peacefully, I can only go on the road of rebellion!

"I used to laugh at myself, I was afraid that I was going to be a traitor. ”

"Actually, there's no need to laugh at yourself, that's what it is. ”

"I'm determined to be a traitor!"

He exhaled deeply and let out a long howl, which shook the four wildernesses, startling countless beasts and demons lurking in the wind and snow, fleeing in all directions.

Riding the strong wind, Pan Long walked through the desert overnight, and even flew over Yumen City.

When he flew over Yumen City, he once looked down, but he didn't feel the breath of Li Wu - on the way home before, he passed by Yumen City, and he didn't see Li Wu either.

This real master is probably no longer in Jade Gate City. Perhaps, as he himself said, he has set out to track down the whereabouts of the "Strange Bamboo Slip". Maybe...... He has left Kyushu to hunt down He Ping'an, the "King of Nine Mountains" who took away the "weird bamboo slips".

It's a pity that he is destined to not be able to find the true Classic of Mountains and Seas.

Pan Long guessed that maybe what He Ping'an took away was also a pseudo Classic of Mountains and Seas imitated by the Great Xia Dynasty?

Over the years, the Great Xia Dynasty has released a lot of imitations one after another, in order to attract the attention of the real owner of the Mountain and Sea Scripture, so that he can combine the real and false Mountain and Sea Scripture into one.

So, the King of Nine Mountains may have also been used by the Great Xia Dynasty, and he made a lot of noise, maybe just to be noticed by the owner of the real Classic of Mountains and Seas?

It's a pity that no matter how they calculate, they can't imagine that Wen Chao has left behind and has already seen through their conspiracy!

Pan Long sneered and galloped in the wind.

When the day dawned, he found a random town to settle down, feasted on it, and then rose into the air again.

In this way, in just a few days, he came to the south of Yongzhou.

This blizzard stopped here, and without the help of the strong wind, he could no longer fly quickly, so he simply went straight to the nearby mountains, followed the induction, found a place with abundant spiritual energy, picked up a thatched hut, and lived to cultivate.

It didn't take long for the aura of the Shan Hai Jing to be full, and he entered it, opening the world of that variant of "Next Year's Ark" again.

Because of the training methods he brought, the world was much more peaceful—or maybe it was the reason why the evil empire had fallen, which was a good thing anyway.

Despite this, Pan Long still saw many injustices.

Infected people have indeed been able to control their condition through exercise, and even slowly weakened their severe symptoms and recovered from mild symptoms. But the poor are still poor, and they still have to run for life.

Not only that, but the people of this world are still using psionic ore as an energy source. In order to obtain more psionic ore, they must risk being infected by psionic energy to mine psionic ore veins.

This kind of thing, of course, is the safest for those poor people who have already been infected to do it.

They're already infected anyway, and there's no way to get infected again.

As for whether prolonged exposure to psionic ore without protection will lead to a deepening of infection...... Do the poor infected have a choice?

Even, there are rumors such as "a certain black mine uses drugs to make the symptoms of infected people deepen, and finally explodes in the ore veins to help form a new mining area"!

When Pan Long heard this, he was furious, traced and traced, and destroyed more than one mine.

But he also knows that what he can do is limited after all.

As long as the mine owners can still make money, there will inevitably be people who will take risks and do such unreasonable things.

Not to mention that he doesn't have the magic power to suppress the world with one hand, even if he can really punch Nanshan and kick Beihai, can he stop those mine owners from doing this kind of thing secretly?

Impossible......

After a few times, he couldn't help but feel a little discouraged, found a place where the earth was strong, absorbed the earth evil again, and started a new round of body quenching cultivation.

Cultivation is very difficult, after the first round of refining of the Nine Transformations Xuangong, the intensity of the second round of tempering will naturally continue to strengthen, and the degree of suffering will naturally increase again.

Pan Long died in pain, and he felt that he might be the worst person in the world—even those who were tormented by psionic infections were not necessarily more painful than him.

But he endured it after all and successfully completed the quenching this time.

Then, he left this world in a hurry and returned to the world of Kyushu to cultivate.

This time, it took him nearly a year to refine the Earth Demon and cultivate the spirit.

By the time the spirit is fully recovered, the time has come to summer again......