The Qianyuan Mountains are located in the southeast of the Tang Empire in the Eastern Wilderness, separated only 3,000 li from the Sea of Riots, and are one of the most famous mountain ranges in the eastern coastal region. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Strange mountains and different waters, birds and beasts, birds and flowers, as if like a fairyland on earth, attract many young monks to come here.

"Senior sister, is this the place where the Murong family lives in seclusion?"

Fang Lin and Murong Zhen stood on Jin Peng's back, passing through several peaks of different heights, and finally landed on a snow-covered hillside.

This hillside was covered with strange-shaped grasses, as straight as a long sword, as if it was a natural plant formed by sword qi, which made Fang Lin secretly surprised.

The plain hillside, no one could have predicted that the Murong clan that had been in the Eastern Wilderness for tens of thousands of years would be hidden here!

Returning the way of the other to the other, the ancient mastery of the Murong family, in the Flood Desolation Realm, almost all the cultivators above the Dao realm know and everyone knows.

"Well, from what my father has heard, this is where our family is located. ”

Murong Zhen jumped down from Jinpeng, looked around and saw no trace of someone living in seclusion, and couldn't help frowning.

The peaks of the mountains are treacherous, snow-capped, and there is hardly any sign of ascension to be seen, except for the occasional goshawk flying high in the sky.

At an altitude of nearly 10,000 meters, if it weren't for the fact that Fang Lin had just obtained a Golden-winged Dapeng Bird, I am afraid that the two of them would not have been able to reach here at all.

"But there is no trace of your family here, I wonder if my uncle has left you a magic weapon for communication?" Fang Lin withdrew his gaze from the surroundings.

Murong Zhen took out a bell-like magic weapon from the storage ring, and a gentle spiritual power was transmitted over, making a crisp sound, which was particularly harsh on the lonely hillside.

Suddenly, an invisible portal appeared in front of the two of them, and at the same time, a young man of about twenty years old walked out of it.

"Who are you two, how can there be a communication bell of our Murong family?" this person asked coldly.

Fang Lin took a step forward and arched his hand in response: "My name is Fang Lin, this is my senior sister Murong Zhen, and the bell sound just now was sent by my senior sister. ”

"Murong Zhen?" This person groaned slightly, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said happily: "You are Uncle Bo's daughter Murong Zhen, right?"

"The little sister is Murong Zhen, I don't know what the relationship between my brother and my father is?" asked Murong Zhen.

"My father Murong Yan and Uncle Bo grew up together, and the relationship between the two is very good. ”

"Dare to ask what my brother is called?"

"My name is Murong Tuoyun!"

Murong Zhen bent down lightly when he heard this, as if a water lotus flower was blown by the wind, and said in a low voice: "Little sister Murong Zhen has seen Brother Tuoyun!"

"This is my junior brother Fang Lin, the cultivation of the Eight Heavens of the Ascension Realm, but the strength is no worse than the Entering Dao Realm Two Heavens!"

Murong Tuoyun nodded indifferently, for an ordinary person, he didn't have the patience to take the initiative to deal with Fang Lin, which was also the pride of the inheritance family.

"Since you have sent my junior sister here, then you can leave here with your Jinpeng, it is best not to let others know about here!"

Fang Lin frowned lightly when he heard this, and suddenly thought of something, his brows instantly relaxed, and he responded lightly: "That's fine, then I'll go back!"

Handing Murong Zhen an apologetic look, Fang Lin jumped on the ground with both feet, landing on Jin Peng's body, his movements were chic and free, flowing like clouds, floating like floating clouds, and delicate like a dragon.

"Senior Brother Fang, be careful all the way!"

Murong Zhen seemed to have something to say, but when the words came to his lips, he stopped talking, and temporarily changed his words into a cherished sentence!

Fang Lin barely showed a hint of a smile, and then drove the Golden Peng into the air and disappeared into the undulating Qianyuan Mountain Range.

Murong Tuoyun was naturally able to detect Murong Zhen's psychological changes, and he didn't know that this cousin, who had just returned home, seemed to have a secret affection for the man just now.

"True sister, follow me into the Murong Xuan Realm!"

The door of the void appeared beside Murong Zhen again, and the space shook slightly, as if it would disappear in an instant.

The two of them walked in one after the other, and the void portal disappeared with it, as if it had never appeared, leaving only three different footprints on the ground.

The bluestone street is scattered, as if it contains the most magical patterns between heaven and earth, and the green plants on both sides are full of vitality, like grass and trees elves absorbing the aura of heaven and earth.

In front of it is a temple made of about ten meters high, two stone lions with teeth and claws guarding both sides, and on the right lies a huge spirit stone, on which are carved three large characters.

Murong Clan!

"This stone tablet is carved by the ancestor of my Murong family, and it contains the most powerful peerless Dao pattern of my Murong family!" Murong Tuoyun pointed to the stone tablet next to the temple and said.

The three words of Murong Clan were like an innate sword, suddenly derived from the endless void, mixed with a strong sword intent.

What a powerful sword intent! Murong Zhen was amazed in his heart, and just three words made him feel fear.

"Zhen'er, you're back!" Suddenly, a figure fell from mid-air.

After Murong Zhen heard the voice, he turned around and saluted: "I've seen my father!"

"I've seen Uncle Bo!" Murong Tuoyun also bowed.

The person who came was Murong Zhen's biological father, Murong Bo, a peak powerhouse of the Eight Heavens of the Yuan Gods, and one of the most talented peerless geniuses of the contemporary Murong family.

Murong Bo is burly, wearing a plain robe and majestic on his body, thick eyebrows and big eyes, the bridge of his nose is high and bulging, and he has a Chinese face, looking not angry and arrogant.

"Since you're back, I'll take you to see your mother!" Murong Bo stepped forward and took Murong Zhen's hand.

When father and daughter meet, they will naturally have a lot to say, and Murong Tuoyun took the opportunity to leave, leaving time for Murong Bo's father and daughter.

"Zhen'er, how did you come back, with your strength to be able to reach the slope of 10,000 meters, it seems that you have also suffered a lot, right?" Murong Bo asked with concern.

Thinking of Fang Lin, Murong Zhen's face turned red, and he said in a low voice: "Senior Brother Fang Lin sent me back, he has a golden-winged Dapeng bird." ”

Murong Bo's expression did not change at all, and he still smiled heartily: "Fang Lin, this is your young sect master, very good child!"

Father had a good impression of Fang Lin, Murong Zhen was secretly happy in his heart, a smile on the corner of his mouth was filled, and Fang Lin's figure appeared again in his mind.

After sending Murong Zhen back to the Qianyuan Mountain Range, Fang Lin planned to return to the Cangming Sect and break into the Zhuxian Reincarnation Array again to explore the secrets hidden in the array and the reason for his own crossing.

"Hey, there's a small city below, just go and ask how to get to the Riot Star Sea. Fang Lin jumped down from Jin Peng.

Let Jin Peng stay here, Fang Lin walked towards the city gate alone.

The Golden-winged Dapeng Bird itself was relatively rare, Fang Lin had only now ascended to the Eight Heavens of the Spirit Realm, and if it was seen by someone with a heart, it would cause unnecessary trouble.

"Childe, please stay!"

Fang Lin was about to stride through the city gate when a crisp female voice suddenly came from behind him, as if with endless sadness and pathos.