The white-robed man quickly raised his right hand and gently pushed Zhuo Fei's chest, and at the same time let go of the clamped Nong Yu, pushing him back and sliding nearly ten meters away.

Zhuo Fei spun around twice on the ground, transferring this power to Nong Yu, and with a wave of his right hand, he removed it, but on his chest, there was an extra handprint.

Ze Ming and the others hurriedly stepped forward and asked him about his situation, and after learning that there was no identity problem, they breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

It wasn't until now that the rest of the Shen family rushed over, not that they didn't have any vigilance, but that they had been stopped by someone who had visited the Buddhist Sect before.

As for the plan to kill Zhuo Fei and the others this time, Tian Ruhua had already made a plan, dividing half of them to drag the rest of the Shen family, and the other half of them to deal with Zeming and the others with him.

Thinking of the situation of the masked man who had died in the hands of Zhao Jingde, Zhuo Fei asked Shen Lao not to go, and arrested the people who were knocked unconscious by Ze Ming and Mu Zhiqing, anyway, they would kill themselves at that time, it was better to let them live.

At the same time, Zhuo Fei also told the two old men that the matter of the Imperial Holy Hand was urgent, and he had to go to Zhao Jingde immediately and explain the specific situation to him.

Therefore, at the banquet in the evening, it was fortunate that Shen Lao and Xue Lao went on a trip, and several of them were about to leave.

In addition, Zhuo Fei also asked Shen Lao to thoroughly investigate all the areas near the Shen family, and there are some people who often wander around the Shen family, as well as people within the Shen family, and try to exclude people who visit the Buddha Gate.

After telling these things, Zhuo Fei used his mental power to inform Li Cuntong, and then left with Ze Ming and the others, without looking at Shen Lengqiu from beginning to end.

For such a situation, Shen Lao naturally saw it in his eyes, but he didn't say anything, just sighed slightly.

Who can do this? There are some things that can't be forced, whether Shen Lengqiu and Zhuo Fei still have fate or not, can only depend on the creation of the two of them.

Led by Li Cuntong, Zhuo Fei and the others were rapidly advancing towards Changbai Mountain, and due to the problem of too far distance, it was impossible for him to use the spatial dark element divine power all the time.

After all, this consumes his internal strength too much, and the strength of several of them is not as good as the realm of Yewei and the others, so it is impossible to break through the void and teleport the true body.

However, there was also a dramatic scene along the way, at the beginning, Li Cuntong was able to maintain the same speed as Zhuo Fei and the others.

But less than an hour later, his internal strength obviously couldn't keep up, and in the end, Mu Miao and Zeming took turns to take him to continue to move forward.

It took a full day, and when he was about to reach the range of Changbai Mountain, after Zhuo Fei asked Li Cuntong for the exact location, he directly used the spatial dark element ability to teleport.

The sudden drop in temperature made Li Cuntong shiver fiercely, but Zhuo Fei and the four of them didn't feel anything, looking at the goose feathers and heavy snow floating in the sky, the three people except the latter frowned slightly.

Just before they could understand the situation in detail, a group of people in white surrounded them, and the leader directly told Zhuo Fei and the others that the front was a forbidden place, and if they wanted to live, they should quickly retreat

Immediately, Li Cuntong roared and asked them if they knew who the person standing in front of them was?

The people around him immediately knelt down on one knee, and the leader of the person looked towards Zhuo Fei and said respectfully: "Welcome to the young master, my subordinates don't know the identity of the young master, I offended the young master, and please forgive my subordinates for their sins." ”

The latter first patted Li Cuntong on the shoulder, and after joking that he was a fox and a fake tiger, he asked everyone around him to get up and take him to see his uncle Zhao Jingde.

After hearing the voice, the leader said his name, called Zhang Mengzhi, glanced at Ze Ming and the others, and after hesitating for a while, he explained Zhao Jingde's instructions to Zhuo Fei, and at the same time hoped that the latter would not embarrass him too much.

Ze Ming, who raised his eyebrows, let Zhuo Fei go in first, what impact will the weather here have on them, just take advantage of this time to enjoy the snow scene.

After Zhang Mengzhi left with Zhuo Fei, Li Cuntong led Zeming and the three to a camp, respectfully made tea for them, and let the three of them have a good rest first.

Stepping on the thick snow, after more than ten minutes, Zhuo Fei finally climbed to the top of Changbai Mountain, due to the altitude, the wind and snow here are even more violent than those under the mountain, and even the oxygen is much thinner.

After asking him to wait here for a while, Zhang Mengzhi turned around and went down the mountain.

Standing at this highest place, looking at the mountains covered by thick snow, Zhuo Fei originally knew that the lush Changbai Mountain had been changed by the plain silver.

"What the hell is Uncle Shi doing?" Zhuo Fei thought to himself, and after he had just entered the range of Changbai Mountain, he faintly felt a familiar breath.

Soon, after a fluctuation in the space, Zhao Jingde appeared behind Zhuo Fei, and when he appeared, the flying snow in the sky immediately stopped.

"Zhuo Fei has seen Uncle Shi. Zhuo Fei respectfully saluted the former.

Zhao Jingde, who was smiling, pulled him up from the ground after receiving the salute, looked back and forth on him several times, and couldn't help but sigh: "Yes, I went to Xianshan to practice, and my cultivation also had such a breakthrough." ”

After hearing this, Zhuo Fei smiled and exchanged a few words with Zhao Jingde, then hesitated for a moment and asked the latter what he was doing now.

"What are you doing? Of course, it's on the lintel of Guangdao's house. Zhao Jingde smiled, "It won't be long before Taoism will come again." ”

Suddenly, the smile on Zhao Jingde's face changed, and he reached out his right hand like lightning, and pointed his index finger towards Zhuo Fei's throat.

With a "ding", Nong Yu appeared in front of the latter and blocked the blow for him with the blade.

Zhuo Fei, who understood what Zhao Jingde wanted to do, said respectfully that he was offended, and quickly waved his left hand, but was pointed at the palm of his hand by the former, and the black and white light instantly dimmed a little.

While quickly retreating, his right hand backhanded covered Nong Yu's hilt, and after standing firm, his wrist moved slightly a few times, so that the knife was back on his arm, and after rotating several times, it fell into his right hand, and swung it out vigorously, so that the tip of the knife was pointing at Zhao Jingde.

Seeing Zhuo Fei's rapid movements, a slight smile appeared on the latter's face, and the right foot that stepped out shook the ground fiercely.

The snow shook violently a few times, and dozens of snow clusters rose from the ground into the air, at this time, Zhao Jingde's left hand was bent at his waist, his wrist changed and rotated a few times, and after his middle finger quickly popped out a point of light, the snow ball went straight to Zhuo Fei.

Without revealing any panic, he quickly danced the nong feather in his hand, emitting five or six formed sword qi, and at the same time stretched out the index finger and middle finger of his free left hand, and wrote several lines of traditional Chinese characters in the air.

"One heart and two purposes?" Zhao Jingde's eyes showed a look of surprise, and at the same time, his right hand also quickly wrote, and the content of the calligraphy and painting was exactly the same as what Zhuo Fei wrote.

The two of them quickly pointed out at the same time, and the content of the calligraphy and painting collided fiercely in the air, and the sword qi and the snow group also came into contact with each other.

The sound of "boom boom" sounded, and the huge force emitted really Zhuo Fei retreated several meters away, but Zhao Jingde still stood in place, not moving.

After tidying up his sleeves and bowing to Zhao Jingde again, Zhuo Fei asked with a smile: "Uncle Shi, Fei'er's current cultivation can be regarded as the past, right?"

Hearing this, Zhao Jingde, who was standing with his hands in his hands, slowly walked up to him, put his hand on Zhuo Fei's shoulder, and felt the specific situation of his body.

A few minutes later, the two still returned to the previous topic, Zhuo Fei didn't understand why Zhao Jingde did this?

The tone that was infinitely close to questioning made Zhao Jingde's face immediately turn cold, and he asked him if he had cleared up the specific situation now?

Since the fall of Taoism many years ago, Taoist people don't know how many generations of struggle and how much effort they have spent to do these paving.

Now that Zhao Jingde has the resources at his disposal, even if he wants to cause a world war within an hour, there is no problem, let alone Zhuo Fei, even if the latter's master is here, he will definitely agree with his approach.

"Cause a world war within an hour?" Zhuo Fei's pupils contracted violently, and he looked at Zhao Jingde blankly.

took a deep breath and didn't want to argue with him any more, but Zhao Jingde clearly told Zhuo Fei that he was a Taoist.

The Taoist Xingfu has a lot to do with him, but Zhao Jingde did not emphasize Zhuo Fei too much, and there was no need to do anything superfluous.

Everything is up to him to solve, and the most important thing for Zhuo Fei now is to improve his own cultivation, because Taoism will be handed over to him sooner or later.

Time passed quickly in the conversation between the two, and more than an hour later, Zhao Jingde took Zhuo Fei to the camp at the bottom of the mountain.

When they walked into the tent, Ze Ming was drinking tea, Mu Zhiqing was sitting on the chair, not wanting to know what he was thinking, only Mu Miao sat most leisurely, with his hands behind his head and his double forks on the table.

Zhuo Fei, who was speechless, coughed slightly, which attracted the attention of several people, and they all stood up from their chairs and nodded slightly towards Zhao Jingde.

"Hello Mr. Zhao. The three of them shouted politely.

Smiling Zhao Jingde, he waved his hand at the three of them, indicating that they didn't need to be so polite, they were Zhuo Fei's friends, and some of the friendships of birth and death, that is, his juniors, did not need to be so restrained at all.

Responding to Zhao Jingde's words with a smile, Mu Zhiqing noticed that Zhuo Fei's face was not very good-looking.