This...... Are you sure this is the ~ way to your teacher's hermitage?......"

At noon, Zhao Yiran looked at Hou Xuan beside him with a strange expression and asked.

At this time, the place where Zhao Yiran was, as far as the eye could see, was a gray barren mountain.

It seems that there is no end in sight, and there is not a trace of green......

Although it is the season after autumn, it ...... If there is no green vegetation, there should be some yellow trees and dead leaves, right?

But looking at it, even the scattered spiritual power probing fluctuations did not capture the slightest bit of vitality.

That's right, not only did there be no green plants and dead trees, but even a bird and insect thing Zhao Yiran didn't find.

"I didn't expect that in the huge Peicheng, there is a realm where such birds don't......"

Zhao Yiran couldn't help but pouted and said.

At this time, the geographical location is more than 100 miles east of Jiangcheng, where Peicheng is located.

Peicheng Zhao Yiran has been there, and the degree of prosperity is not comparable to Jiangcheng.

Jiangcheng said that it was a city, but if it was really a turn, it could be said to be a county-level city.

And Peicheng is a real first-tier city in Dahua.

Although it is not the capital city of Nanhou Province, Nanhou City, as the provincial capital, is much inferior to Peicheng.

However, Zhao Yiran of Nanhou City has never been there, and Peicheng has only been there once.

"Actually, this is not the boundary of Peicheng, to be precise, the junction of Peicheng, Nanhou and Guanglan, because of geographical location and geological reasons, this boundary has been a place of dispute for many years, and no one wants to ......"

Hou Xuan also pursed his lips and explained.

"At the junction of the three cities, no one wants ...... It's just three regardless of the zone...... Then why did your master arrange for you to go to Jiangcheng in the first place? Peicheng Nanhou Guanglan, which city is not better than Jiangcheng...... And promising. ”

Zhao Yiran squatted on the ground, picked up a small handful of soil on the ground, rubbed it in the palm of his hand, and then looked up at Hou Xuan and asked.

"Actually, it wasn't arranged by my master, she was dying...... She asked me to take my junior sister to Peicheng at that time, but I still chose Jiangcheng by myself, how can I say that Jiangcheng is also my hometown!"

At the mention of Master, an indescribable expression appeared on Hou Xuan's face, and then he sighed helplessly.

Seeing this, Zhao Yiran no longer mentioned the topic of 'master', but squinted at the small rub of soil in his palm.

Then he put his palm on the tip of his nose, as if he was studying something.

Xiao Ling on the side, watching Zhao Yiran's movements, also curiously deepened his tongue, licked the soil on the ground, and then spat vigorously with an unsightly face......

"The host...... It's so salty...... Why is it so salty...... The bones stewed by Sister Biling'er are salty......"

Xiao Ling, who stuck out his tongue vigorously and let the saliva flow down, looked at Zhao Yiran aggrievedly and asked.

"Uh...... Big brother, how salty is it...... Let me taste it~!"

Along the way, a thunderbolt attached to Zhao Yiran's arm suddenly raised his head and said when he heard Xiao Ling's words.

The little ant that fell on Hou Xuan's shoulder, seeing this, seemed to be eager to try.

He was still licking his mouth, and seemed to be looking forward to the 'salty' that Xiao Ling said......

"This is saline land...... But Xiaoling, you can actually taste the salty...... Yes...... It's very peculiar~!"

Hou Xuan squatted down with a smile on his face, touching Xiao Ling's cute head at this time!

Just heard the geological reasons that Hou Xuan said, coupled with the barren mountain without any plants and insects, Zhao Yiran guessed that this was a saline-alkali land.

But...... How could such a desolate place be chosen by Hou Xuan's master as the place where the nunnery master was located?

What made Zhao Yiran curious was exactly that.

"This ...... Are you sure this is the ~ road to your master's nunnery?......" At noon, Zhao Yiran looked at Hou Xuan beside him with a strange face and asked.

At this time, the place where Zhao Yiran was, as far as the eye could see, was a gray barren mountain.

It seems that there is no end in sight, and there is not a trace of green......

Although it is the season after autumn, it ...... If there is no green vegetation, there should be some yellow trees and dead leaves, right?

But looking at it, even the scattered spiritual power probing fluctuations did not capture the slightest bit of vitality.

That's right, not only did there be no green plants and dead trees, but even a bird and insect thing Zhao Yiran didn't find.

"I didn't expect that in the huge Peicheng, there is a realm where such birds don't......"

Zhao Yiran couldn't help but pouted and said.

At this time, the geographical location is more than 100 miles east of Jiangcheng, where Peicheng is located.

Peicheng Zhao Yiran has been there, and the degree of prosperity is not comparable to Jiangcheng.

Jiangcheng said that it was a city, but if it was really a turn, it could be said to be a county-level city.

And Peicheng is a real first-tier city in Dahua.

Although it is not the capital city of Nanhou Province, Nanhou City, as the provincial capital, is much inferior to Peicheng.

However, Zhao Yiran of Nanhou City has never been there, and Peicheng has only been there once.

"Actually, this is not the boundary of Peicheng, to be precise, the junction of Peicheng, Nanhou and Guanglan, because of geographical location and geological reasons, this boundary has been a place of dispute for many years, and no one wants to ......"

Hou Xuan also pursed his lips and explained.

"At the junction of the three cities, no one wants ...... It's just three regardless of the zone...... Then why did your master arrange for you to go to Jiangcheng in the first place? Peicheng Nanhou Guanglan, which city is not better than Jiangcheng...... And promising. ”

Zhao Yiran squatted on the ground, picked up a small handful of soil on the ground, rubbed it in the palm of his hand, and then looked up at Hou Xuan and asked.

"Actually, it wasn't arranged by my master, she was dying...... She asked me to take my junior sister to Peicheng at that time, but I still chose Jiangcheng by myself, how can I say that Jiangcheng is also my hometown!"

At the mention of Master, an indescribable expression appeared on Hou Xuan's face, and then he sighed helplessly.

Seeing this, Zhao Yiran no longer mentioned the topic of 'master', but squinted at the small rub of soil in his palm.

Then he put his palm on the tip of his nose, as if he was studying something.

Xiao Ling on the side, watching Zhao Yiran's movements, also curiously deepened his tongue, licked the soil on the ground, and then spat vigorously with an unsightly face......

"The host...... It's so salty...... Why is it so salty...... The bones stewed by Sister Biling'er are salty......"

Xiao Ling, who stuck out his tongue vigorously and let the saliva flow down, looked at Zhao Yiran aggrievedly and asked.

"Uh...... Big brother, how salty is it...... Let me taste it~!"

Along the way, a thunderbolt attached to Zhao Yiran's arm suddenly raised his head and said when he heard Xiao Ling's words.

The little ant that fell on Hou Xuan's shoulder, seeing this, seemed to be eager to try.

He was still licking his mouth, and seemed to be looking forward to the 'salty' that Xiao Ling said......

"This is saline land...... But Xiaoling, you can actually taste the salty...... Yes...... It's very peculiar~!"

Hou Xuan squatted down with a smile on his face, touching Xiao Ling's cute head at this time!