Meng Lao was silent, as if it was none of his business, looking at the mountains in the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

Dream One Day looked down at the clothes on his body, and patted the blood stains on the white clothes with a distressed face.

Feng and Feng Jin glanced at each other and nodded, the latter's face was much soothed, and he said to the person headed by a delicate and harmless face:

"It seems that this senior is not a brutal person, and I really don't want to meddle in the war between you when I am in a hurry. But after all, after this flying disaster, you see, even our donkeys pulling the cart were frightened, and they were afraid that they would not be able to run, and how good was this. ”

Hearing this, the leader showed a meaningful smile, and then smiled heartily:

"The little brother is a reasonable man, and it is my fault that the donkey is frightened. We have here four fine horses, but they can travel five hundred miles a day, which is much faster than the donkey cart that travels less than two hundred miles a day, so I will bring them to you.

I don't know if you have any other needs, if you can help below, you will definitely help!"

Feng Jin clenched his fists and said with a smile: "We are not insatiable people, it is better to have more things to do when we go out, so it is enough!"

At this moment, a hearty and rich voice came: "Hahahaha, this little brother has a good knowledge of advancing and retreating, he is really a dragon and phoenix among people, I have thanked Wanlian on behalf of the Lotus Sect!"

Hearing this, everyone looked at the strong man who flashed out of the woods not far away, this person was dressed in a purple robe, and saw that the purple robe was stained with blood, and the sword in his hand was still dripping blood.

Wanlian Sect everyone looked at the strong man, and they all bowed down and shouted, "See the helmsman." ”

The strong man walked up to Feng Jin and his party, and casually said to a disciple beside him: "Ah Chuang, go and lead the four horses, don't make the four of you wait for a long time." ”

Feng Jin looked at Meng Lao, and found that Meng Lao was still the old god looking into the distance, and he didn't even look at the helmsman opposite, and he couldn't help but be relieved, and hugged his fists and said: "There is a helmsman to run, I will wait for the horse to arrive, and then set off to continue the journey." ”

The strong man waved his hand and said, "You're polite." After speaking, he set his eyes on Meng Lao, and after looking up and down, he couldn't help frowning.

This strong man's cultivation has already entered the realm of land immortals, but even he can't see through this old man, which is a bit unbelievable.

All those who practice will have wisps of qi surging around their bodies, either strong or soft, and the higher the cultivation, the more vigorous the qi.

If it is a martial artist, the characteristics will be more obvious, the qi and blood are vigorous, the qi is rolling, and every gesture is like turning over the river and the sea, even the mortal eye can detect its extraordinary.

But the old man in front of him, like several teenagers, was dressed in simple cloth clothes, his divine light was restrained, and he had no qi at all, and it was very appropriate to stop in the wheat field and say that he was an old farmer who farmed the land.

But where is this?

This is not a wheat field, this ordinary old man appears next to these young Tianjiao, he must not be mortal!

As soon as he thought of this, two words flashed in his mind, "Chaotang"!

The strong man couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and he couldn't even see the slightest clue about his own Mu Tiangen's cultivation, then he must be a land immortal whose cultivation was more than a little higher than himself, at least he had to trace back to his origin!

There is also a possibility that he has a treasure on his body that can cover the qi, and that is the worst case, the treasure that covers the qiqi is a rare treasure, all in the hands of the court magnates, especially the people of the Qing law prison, who can use one person.

Now in this year, how can there be land immortals in the rivers and lakes who trace back to their origins, and the elders of his Ten Thousand Lotus Sect have also been forced to join the court.

Tracing back to the origin is a watershed for cultivators in the world.

There is no such thing in the army, because from the starting point, they have climbed up step by step with strength and military exploits. But the civil servants and officials above the court have a deep understanding of this.

Under the five capitals, as long as you have the ability and merits, no matter if you are a cultivator or a mortal, you can be competent. But above Wujing, tracing back to the origin is the basic condition, which is better than merit!

If you don't go back to the origin, you can't climb up if you have merits, and when you go back to the origin, the court will create merits for you if you don't have merits!

As for the people in the rivers and lakes, this can be said to be the deepest cognition, so deep that even the cognition of the realm of tracing the origin has become synonymous with "court"!

In this world, all people outside the court who have reached the realm of origin, no matter who they are, must go to the headquarters of the outer courts of the Qing Dynasty within ten days to record and pledge allegiance.

During the 10 days, anyone who obstructs them will be listed as a Great Xia rebel, but those who have neither obstruction nor force majeure, and who do not arrive at the headquarters of the Qing Outer Court of Law and Prison within 10 days for filing and allegiance, will also be listed as a Great Xia rebel.

With the disappearance of one stubble after another "rebels" from the world, this rule has now become an iron law, regardless of where you come from the two ways of good and evil, and whether you have a background after the powerful and powerful.

Qing Law Prison, no one will admit it, the offender will be killed, and the one who harbors it will be guilty of the same crime!

Therefore, now the three words of tracing back to the origin in the rivers and lakes have long changed their taste, so it is better to directly use the word "court" to describe it.

The purple-robed strong man looked at the old man who was there, and he didn't even look at him, and his heart instantly sank to the bottom.

After a while, the man named Ah Chuang roared out of the mountain on the other side of the woods, followed by three horses of various colors, and walked in front of everyone.

Seeing this, the purple-robed strong man immediately hugged his fists and said: "Today, my Ten Thousand Lotus Sect offends you, but it is not a fight and I don't know each other, but I have no long things on this trip, if there is fate in the future, my Ten Thousand Lotus Sect will repay you again!"

Since you are in a hurry, you are also in a hurry to sit in the situation of fighting inside.

The mountains are high and the waters are long, so don't pass it over!"

Feng Jin and the three of them glanced at each other and nodded, this person spoke and did things without leaking.

They traveled far away this time, and for some reason, Uncle Ming personally informed them, saying that if they can be low-key, they will be low-key, and if they can not cause trouble, they will not cause trouble.

Everything is simple, everything is based on arriving in the east safely, you can stop and travel on the way, but try not to contact the official family.

Now, although the people in the Ten Thousand Lotus Sect are threatening to exterminate a group of extremely vicious people, even if they merge with the enemy's blood, it is none of their business.

The three of them clasped their fists to the purple-robed strong man and saluted back: "Thank you to the helmsman, then we will leave." With that, the group led the four horses brought by Ah Chuang, turned over and got on the horses and were about to leave.

At this moment, the sound of a convoy came from behind him, and several donkey carts were coming, and a donkey cart at the head was half-opened, revealing the face of a middle-aged man.

After Feng Jin and Feng saw this person, they couldn't help but look at each other, and the latter grinned:

"Hey, it's quite fateful. ”

The person who came, it was the Longshan Sword Sect team that was broken and injured by them at the ferry, and the one who was the first was the middle-aged man who was swept away by a certain sword in the wind.

The three donkey carts of the Longshan Sword Sect and his party suddenly stopped when they were less than a hundred feet away from them, and then suddenly turned the donkey's head and wanted to run.

The purple-robed man who had given them the horse had a dark face, and he was the first to whizz past, and after a few moves, he caught up with them.

I saw that the people of the Longshan Sword Sect abandoned the car one after another, the middle-aged man confronted the purple-robed man, and his disciples ran towards Feng Jin and their group, among them, there was even the young man in Tsing Yi who spoke disrespectfully to Feng Jin at the ferry at noon.

The middle-aged man shouted to Feng Jin and the others in the air: "Little Brother Tree Root, Little Brother Aoba!

(Kneel and beg all the officials to recommend the collection!)