Chapter 402: The Flying "Uncle Niu"
When the old man in yellow heard this, his face immediately changed, but he glanced at Lan Yiren with slanted eyes, forced himself to press the fire in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Little brother, you should think about it carefully, this place is thousands of miles away from Kyoto, and it will take you a year and a half to get there, and if you encounter a mountain bandit on the road, it will not be very good." And my Wuxuan Gate is nearby, as long as you nod your head, you can join this sect immediately, and at least it can save you more than a year of cultivation time. ”
He didn't dare to refute Lan Yiren directly, but he glared at Zhan Feng and threatened Zhan Feng.
"Haha," Zhan Feng smiled indifferently, why didn't the monks in this fairy realm have any immortal qi at all, a monk in the foundation building period actually threatened himself, a little monk who practiced qi, it was really a joke, he snorted and said: "Elder Xing said that he was laughing, I am a person who cultivates the truth, why not regret this year and a half?" ”
"Haha, the little brother is really a second person." Lan Yiren watched coldly from the sidelines, and was secretly unhappy with Elder Torture's blatant threat to Zhan Feng in front of him, and was about to refute it, but unexpectedly, Zhan Fengyun was light and light, and he didn't take Elder Punishment's words to heart, and he was suddenly surprised.
The level in the fairy realm cultivation realm is very strict, the difference between the qi training period and the foundation building period is the general difference between heaven and earth, the general qi cultivation period monks don't even dare to breathe in front of the foundation building period monks, and they don't even dare to look at the right eyes, the white-clothed young man in front of him only has a cultivation level of qi training, and it is already extremely shocking to see that the foundation building period monks are not trembling with fright.
Now in the face of the threat of the monks of the foundation building period, he is calm and laughing, what kind of psychological element is this?
Not to mention Lan Yiren, even the Elder Torture himself was stunned for a moment. And the three people without Xuanmen behind him were even more dumbfounded, looking at Zhan Feng like monsters.
At this time. Suddenly, a yellow light flashed in the sky, and a yellow-robed monk landed on the ground. Seeing a few people standing on the official road, he immediately shouted in surprise: "Elder Xing, I finally found you, the head of the sect urgently called, please turn around the mountain gate, I heard, I heard that ......"
He looked at Zhan Feng, stopped talking for a moment, and finally used his spiritual sense to transmit his voice and said, "I heard that the seven pillars of the Netherworld Temple are lit up again. ”
"What?" The old man in yellow was shocked. Immediately turned to Lan Yidao and said, "Lord Lan, please go with the old man." ”
Lan Yiren's face was also solemn, he nodded, took out an iron card and a few spirit runes from his arms and handed them to Zhan Feng and said, "Little brother, Brother Lan can't accompany you into Beijing, you pay attention to safety on the road, and when you arrive in Beijing, you will take this token to the Shengzun Academy to find me." ”
After speaking, without waiting for Zhan Feng to reply, he flew away with Elder Xing and the others. Only the young man and woman in yellow were left.
Although Zhan Feng's spiritual sense was strong, he didn't dare to overly snoop on the spiritual sense transmission of the yellow-robed monk just now, but he still couldn't help but pay attention, and only heard the words Netherworld Temple, Pillar of the Underworld, and so on.
He flipped through the iron plates. This iron plate is very well founded, with a large "saint" written on the front and "blue" engraved on the back. Zhan Feng threw it into the Naling Ring, a casual move that surprised both Senior Brother Li and Senior Sister Zhuo.
This young man in white actually has a storage weapon?
Zhan Feng didn't care about other people's feelings at all. He arched his hand casually, turned around and left. Extremely free and easy, Senior Sister Zhuo was slightly stunned when she saw this, and couldn't help but open her mouth, "Alas! ”
Zhan Feng stood still, turned around and asked, "What?" ”
"You, aren't you really thinking about joining our Wuxuanmen?" Senior Sister Zhuo didn't know why she valued Zhan Feng so much, and just now she was laughing at the short-sightedness of the young man in white in her heart, but when she saw the other party walking so freely, there was an impulse in her heart for no reason, wanting to persuade the other party.
Zhan Feng smiled: "I'm sorry, the decision I made will never be changed, thank you for the girl's kindness." With that, he turned and walked on.
"By the way, the girl's breath is cold and her pupils are beautiful, which is a harbinger of the interaction of yin and yang, it is best to find a way to buy an ice and fire pill, and it will be possible to hide the disease in less than three months, and you can go up to another level." Just as the girl in yellow looked at Zhan Feng's back and felt lost in her heart, she heard this peaceful but warm word from afar.
The girl in yellow immediately showed a trace of astonishment on her face, and then her face was full of surprise, this problem that had been bothering her for a long time was actually broken by the young man in white, and he also proposed a solution, who is this guy? She looked at the white shadow in the distance, and a kind of reluctance flashed in her eyes.
This young man in white, who had only met once, actually left a ripple in her heart, and she was angry and a little unwilling for her determination. What she didn't know was that over time, this ripple would gradually spread and eventually get out of control and occupy her entire heart.
Looking at the girl's reluctant eyes, a deep hatred rose in Senior Brother Li's eyes!
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Zhuozhou City, less than five hundred miles away from the capital division of the Great Xia Dynasty, Zhanfeng went out day and night, and rushed to the outside of Zhuozhou City in less than three days, and rushed for several days in a row, so that his body was a little tired after recovering from a serious illness, so he simply found an inn outside the city to rest, and planned to enter the city again the next day.
The scale of this inn is very large, a total of three courtyards, there is a huge courtyard outside the door, covering an area of more than 20 acres, the main building is as high as five floors, mainly used for restaurants, and the courtyard behind is a guest room.
The inn is close to the largest Hejing River in Zhuozhou City, at this time it is the early spring season, Zhan Feng chose a table by the window on the fifth floor, ordered a few dishes at will, and then watched the scenery outside the window according to the slanting sun.
The clear water is vast, the smoke waves are vast, the peaks and peaks are stacked, and the cool breeze is blowing!
A good group of mountains and rivers are beautiful, at this time it is the March day in the world, the warbler sounds swallow language, the visitors are like weaving, from time to time from the depths of the bamboo forest on the willow bank from the sound of the silk bamboo zither bursts, with the wind into the ear, it makes people feel refreshed.
The sunset outside the window, the golden sunlight sprinkles on the river, the sparkling beauty is magnificent, the tourists shuttling back and forth on the riverside make Zhanfeng rise an illusion, as if he has crossed to the Qinhuai River in the Southern Song Dynasty, the willow bank is full of wind and waning moon, and it is a good scenery in the south of the Yangtze River.
"Your mother, let you sing a little song to your uncle, where did you get so much chirping?" Suddenly, an untimely shout interrupted Zhanfeng's thoughts, and he frowned and turned his head to look.
Outside the private room not far away, a big man with a naked body and full of tendons and flesh grabbed a woman in a water blue dress in his hand and dragged him into the private room, the woman's face was full of horror, desperately trying to break free of the other party's hand.
And next to the woman, there was a thin old man with an erhu in his hand, holding the big man's leg and exclaiming.
This big drama is simply a classic street bully robbing people's daughters, Zhan Feng doesn't know how many times he has seen it on TV, he was angry at first sight, and was about to say something to stop, but he heard a shout from the Tianzi number separated by a wall from the earth: "Stop!" ”
Bang, with a bang, someone in the private room slammed the square table, shaking the cups and plates, and a figure flashed, fluttering in purple, looking forward to Shenfei, it turned out to be an extremely handsome beautiful man.
"Stop, what are you going to do?" The beautiful man in purple shouted with glaring eyes.
The strong man glared at him and scolded: "What the fuck are you, you dare to take care of Uncle Niu's affairs?" Fuck me off. ”
The beautiful man in purple raised his eyebrows, stretched out his foot and kicked, this kick was as fast as lightning, "Uncle Niu" didn't expect the other party to say that he would fight, and he was kicked in the door by surprise, and blood immediately spurted out of his mouth and nose.
"Your mother's ......" and "Uncle Niu" are miles in a radius of miles, where did you receive this? Immediately scolded loudly, but unfortunately this sentence only said half a word, only felt a buzz in his head, and then his body was in a burst of fog, and he was kicked away, and flew straight to Zhanfeng's table.
"Be careful!" The beautiful man in purple didn't expect that his kick under his anger actually had this power, and when he saw that the guest by the window was about to be hit by "Uncle Niu", his face changed dramatically and shouted.
Zhan Feng took a chopstick from the table and flicked it lightly on the waist of "Uncle Niu", the latter's body flew out of the window with a whoosh, and there was a sound of kicking downstairs, followed by an exclamation. (To be continued......)
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