"I don't know about this, Qingxuanzong blocked this news, and said so to the outside world, but the destruction of Qingxuanzong's Qixia Peak was seen with my own eyes, and it seems that there was indeed a fierce battle there. (No pop-ups, the best experience of reading is in [Phoenix])" Wu Fan frowned, pondered for a moment, and replied seriously.

"No, I have to go to him!" Siyin slowly closed his eyes, and after exhaling heavily, his eyes suddenly became extremely cold, his fists clenched, and he gritted his teeth and said sharply.

"Well, with all due respect, Mademoiselle, it has been against your father's instructions to go to find out the news on your behalf, and you care so much about them, and you have done your best to them, and you should not think about them anymore. They're just ordinary people, so your top priority now should be to go there and continue your cultivation!" ”

Seeing Siyin's resolute eyes, Wu Fan let out a sigh and shook his head lightly at her and said seriously.

"I can't care about that!" Siyin's eyes were gloomy and he replied.

"Siyin, have you rested enough? Enough rest is time to come in! At this moment, a middle-aged man's calm, loud and majestic voice suddenly came from the palace.

Hearing this voice, Wu Fan hurriedly turned around and stood up straight respectfully facing the palace, Siyin's eyes were full of anxiety and hesitated.

The girl who had been half-squatting on the ground and playing with the snow on the ground saw that the atmosphere had become a little depressed, and after a little hesitation, she came to Siyin with a smile and gently pulled her sleeve robe, and whispered in her ear.

At this moment, a beautiful young woman wearing a red-red splendid delicate robe with a charming smile came to the three of them from the winding stone steps with light steps, and when she saw the appearance of the young woman, Wu Fan's face suddenly became gloomy.

"Yo, Elder Wu is also here." Su Ran passed by Wu Fan and glanced at him with contemptuous eyes, and chuckled in a very charming voice.

"What are you doing here?" Wu Fan's face was gloomy and he asked in a cold voice.

"Of course I'm here to find my sister to relieve her boredom!" Su Ran came to Siyin, who was frowning and didn't say a word, as she should be, and no longer paid attention to Wu Fan.

"Do you really like him?" Su Ran's delicate face came together and smiled in front of Siyin, whose expression was complicated and full of thoughts.

"What~what~" was asked so directly by her, Siyin's face instantly turned crimson and shy to the side.

"Sister, I'm also here, tell my sister if you like that kid named Mu Feng? Seeing how you look at all day, going out to play is like a different person! Looking at Siyin's shy appearance, Su Ran also had an answer in her heart, out of her understanding of Siyin, I am afraid that there is only one love word that can make her shy.

"I~ I don't know." Siyin's cheeks were crimson and hot, and she lowered her head and replied writhingly.

"Listen to my sister's advice, while you haven't fallen too deep now, it's still too late to leave. You and him are not all the way, although I always say that the pursuit of your own happiness, but sometimes the pursuit of happiness requires paying more unbearable pain than happiness. ”

"I~~" Siyindai frowned, she didn't know what was wrong with her, no matter what she did when she came back here, she couldn't help but think of that stupid and arrogant guy.

"When you come out of there, you'll understand what I mean, sister. Now it's imperative that you listen to your father and succeed as soon as possible, and no one will be able to control you wherever you want to go, right? Su Ran smiled, leaned into Siyin's ear, pointed to the magnificent ancient palace on the side and said.

"What do you mean?" Hearing this, Siyin suddenly shuddered and showed a look of surprise.

"I didn't say anything, I just asked you to cultivate in it." Su Ran waved her hand again and again, and then slowly walked through the snow under Siyin's thoughtful gaze and gradually disappeared into the distance.

Qingcheng, the group of immortals that lasted for several months finally ended, and the outsiders living in Qingcheng began to gradually disperse, and the whole Qingcheng appeared at the peak of leaving the city, and a large number of spectators came to watch the grand occasion of the group of immortals on the two most important official roads out of the city, and Qingcheng seemed to be a lot more deserted.

When the six of them came to Qingcheng, they were surprised to find that there were many children in the endless crowd on the streets, and even the clothes of adults.

A child wearing the same black robe as Mu Feng, holding a jade ruler sword with a small size in his hand, was chasing and playing with a child wearing an incompetent robe of the same style, when a person wearing a black robe and a hat passed by them, Mu Feng's eyes widened, pointing at the man, and his voice was shocked: "Leng ~ Leng Yue~? ”

"It's good to get used to it, that's why I said let's keep a low profile." Zhuo Zichen chuckled and waved his hand and said.

Mu Feng didn't know that their fame had reached such a point, people dressed exactly like them could be seen everywhere in Qingcheng, scrambling to imitate Mu Feng's top ten clothes, and even some weapons stores hung up signboards in a grand manner, and the same blade was sold at a special price, looking at the endless stream of customers in these stores, Mu Feng also sighed in his heart.

"Now you're a celebrity!" When a child with a small jade ruler sword in his hand quickly ran past Impotence, Impotence turned his head to look at Mu Feng and smiled.

"That's right, not only became famous, but also boosted domestic demand. Look at how your sword sells clearly better than ours! When Mu Feng was melancholy and helpless, Yin Feng came to his side and looked at the noisy crowd in front of him and smiled lightly.

"That's because your swords aren't corporeal!" Mu Feng replied with a blank look. Their swords were all condensed with soul energy, either cold or scorching flames, how could these things be given to these little children to play with?

"It's not too early, let's hurry early." Zhuo Zichen looked up at the scorching sun above his head, and at this moment, it was noon, so he urged everyone to change their robes and set off as soon as possible.

In a clothing store, the six people chose the simplest dress, burlap clothes made like ordinary people, except for the handsome face, there was no temperament at all, just in response to the old saying that people rely on clothes, and they all looked too mediocre when they took off their gorgeous and exquisite robes at this moment.

Of course, even so, Xia Ruolan's gorgeous beauty and innate aristocratic temperament could not be covered up by burlap clothes, and among the six people, she was the most eye-catching, and as soon as she walked out of the door of the clothing store, she was surrounded by a group of people pointing fingers.

Among them, there are even people who don't know Taishan who come up to talk, and after being severely reprimanded by Yin Feng and others, they are unwilling to try to rob Xia Ruolan, Zhuo Zichen is angry, and a cold air sword appears in his hand with one hand, forcing these people who don't know what to do.

Seeing the fat-headed, big-eared, gorgeously dressed middle-aged man who wanted to tease Xia Ruolan leave with a disgraced face surrounded by a group of slaves, everyone smiled bitterly at the angry Zhuo Zichen and the expressionless Xia Ruolan.

Indeed, the first feeling they give people in this dress is that they are poor people, especially Xia Ruolan, who looks so good, how can they not attract the coveting of these rich children?

"I'm afraid I'll encounter this situation along the way!" Incompetently looked at the street and there were many pedestrians stopping around them, looking at Xia Ruolan with burning eyes, and shrugged his shoulders helplessly and said.

Before, they were gorgeously dressed, especially Zhuo Zichen and the robes that incompetently represented their status, which was enough to discourage these people, but now?

The burlap clothes look shabby and typical of being bullied, and if it continues like this, I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort to get out of this Qingcheng.

It's no wonder that they rarely show their heads, there are so many audiences at the Immortals Meeting, and the people who can see their true faces are only a few after all, most of them have never seen their original faces, and their deliberate disguise now has caused a lot of inconvenience because of Xia Ruolan's beauty.

Zhuo Zichen frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and quickly ran towards the clothing store behind him, and after a while, he walked out of it with a few hats and handed them to everyone.

"It's all right now!" Zhuo Zichen put the hat in his hand on his head, and his face was not visible at all when the hat was leaning on the front.

Everyone also smiled bitterly and glanced at each other and put the hat on their heads, when they saw that they were wearing the same hat as Leng Yue, everyone also laughed tacitly, which not only resolved many inconveniences later, but also made Leng Yue no longer so conspicuous, it was simply a perfect solution,

In the evening, the six of them camped by a quiet lake, and after a long day's walk, everyone was a little tired, sitting around the campfire and eating dry food.

The bright moonlight is scattered on the quiet lake, the lake water is coated with a layer of silver light, and only a trace of the outline of the mountains and green forests can be seen in the dark night, echoing with this beautiful lake, which is beautiful and pleasant, after simply eating some dry food, Zhuo Zichen took out a delicate map from his sleeve and beckoned everyone to come close and study together.

"We are here now, more than 600 miles away from the territory of Xiye, if we take the official road, we will only be able to arrive the day after tomorrow." Zhuo Zichen pointed to the two dots on the map and said softly.

"West Night?" Hearing this name, Mu Feng was suddenly startled, and the young girl Lu Dieyi in red armor suddenly appeared in his mind, and he didn't know if it was okay not to see her for so long.

Lu Dieyi is the only peer that Mu Feng admires, and he can't admire them for being incompetent, at least they have been practicing since they were young, and it is more of a friendship between friends, and Mu Feng admires Lu Dieyi from the bottom of her heart, not only in cultivation, but also in her ability to lead the army and govern the country.

Mu Feng thought that when he was in charge of the Ling Kingdom, such a small country was stunned to thwart his attacks several times under her command, although the Spirit Kingdom finally surrendered, but Mu Feng knew in his heart that his victory came entirely from the continuous supply of grain and grass from the many soldiers, and if the two countries were standing on the same starting line, they might not be able to conquer the Ling Kingdom.

Lu Dieyi and Mu Feng have a lot of similarities, they are also direct descendants of the royal family, and what they have also studied since childhood is not how to become an orthodox cultivator on the mainland, but how to govern the country and march into formation, and now she has become a cultivator who has not cultivated, while she continues to fight for her country.

Since the farewell of Falling Rock City, Mu Feng has had a plan, if he can successfully restore the country, he will return the spirit country to Lu Dieyi, because she is a peer that Mu Feng values very much.

"How?" Seeing that Mu Feng suddenly became excited, everyone looked at him with a puzzled face.

"No~ nothing, it's just where a friend is. Why go to West Nights? Mu Feng smiled awkwardly and touched his nose and replied.

"Friends? Men or women! Impotent looked at Mu Feng with a playful face and smiled again and again.

Looking at himself with an incompetent and ill-intentioned smile, Mu Feng felt quite helpless, why did he say this? With his incompetent gossip talent, it is estimated that he can ask for several days about the friend he said.

Mu Feng glanced at him incompetently, too lazy to dwell too much with him on this issue, and instead looked at Zhuo Zichen with a puzzled expression.

"The Ancient Sword Sect is in the death swamp at the southernmost end of the Heavenly Stone, if we go directly from the Heavenly Stone, there are 100,000 mountains here, all of them are steep stone walls, and the Heavenly Stone will be very delayed by the civil strife now, it is better to take the Western Night, it looks very winding, and it is actually more time-saving than walking from the Heavenly Stone."

Zhuo Zichen pointed to a corner of the map and replied softly.

The long night was long, after the discussion, everyone found a quiet corner and sat cross-legged and fell into meditation, for them these cultivators, lying in bed and sleeping is undoubtedly chronic suicide, their rest is like the current Zhuo Zichen and they meditate cross-legged into meditation, one to relax and rest, and the other is to absorb and replenish some soul energy to strengthen their own soul.

Only Mu Feng sat alone by the lake, took off his shoes, put his feet into the cold and clean lake water, touched the aquatic plants in the lake with his feet, and his heart was full of thoughts, looking up at the bright moon above his head, the night was deep, but at this moment, he was not sleepy.

His future path is like the moon in the water, although he can see clearly but it is difficult to touch, he does not know what he should do next, where to go, longing, anger, helplessness, melancholy filled his brain.

"Whew!" Mu Feng exhaled, forcing himself not to think about it anymore, jokingly picked up the cold and piercing lake in front of him and splashed it on his face, which made him feel a lot more sober, but after a while, looking at the lake in front of him that was blown by the light breeze and rippling blue waves, his eyes gradually became confused with the ripples.

Impotence, who was sitting cross-legged under a tree in the distance, gently reached out and flicked the hat on his head, glanced at the emaciated back of the distant figure sitting by the water, and after a moment let out a meaningful sigh, he pressed the hat down and slowly closed his eyes.

The next day, when the morning light illuminated the earth through the mist, Mu Feng, who was curled up and sleeping on the grass, felt a chill, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the two of them were walking on the lake, the insoles were touching the lake but not wet, and the two bent down and looked down for something above the lake.