Yang Muyun was led by the old man through the primeval forest with towering trees, and he didn't know how long he had traveled or how far he had walked, and finally stood in front of a cliff with thousands of walls. He looked up, and the top of the cliff reached into the sky, making people feel cold in his heart, and his eyes turned to the old man, intending to ask him what he had brought him here for.

The old man ignored him, took out the row of bamboo pipes from his body and brought them to his lips, emitting a series of sharp tones that made people's eardrums buzz. After a while, a bamboo basket descended from the top of the cliff, just enough to hold two people, and the old man stepped into the bamboo basket with his legs raised. Yang Muyun was hesitating, he was pushed behind his back, he immediately knew what he meant, his feet were lightly on the ground, and he jumped into the basket with a "Teng".

"What a light effort!" The old man praised it appreciatively.

Yang Muyun smiled, and saw that the old man blew a few sharp whistles with the bamboo pipe, and the rope pulled by the bamboo basket was tightened, and it slowly moved upward. As the bamboo basket was raised, the people who came with the old man quickly turned into small black dots underneath.

"Where are we going?" As the bamboo basket rose higher and higher, Yang Muyun couldn't help but ask.

"You'll know when you get there." The old man deliberately sold a pass.

Suddenly, the bamboo basket was surrounded by mist, and it was white as far as the eye could see. A wet feeling permeated his whole body, and Yang Muyun wondered in his heart, "Why is there a sudden fog up there?" Oh no, this is the cloud, I'm in the cloud. ”

Looking at Yang Muyun's surprised look, the old man couldn't help but be a little amused.

"The place we're going to is really high," Yang Muyun sighed, "before we reach the top, we're already above the clouds." ”

"To be able to experience the feeling of being above the clouds, the envoy didn't come here in vain!" The old man stroked his beard and smiled.

"Do all the pot keepers live on top of this white cloud?" Yang Muyun looked up and asked.

"They are not immortals, how can they live on the clouds?" There was a hint of disdain at the corner of the old man's mouth.

As the two men talked, the bamboo basket gradually reached the top of the cliff, and there was only a small piece of flat ground on it, and seven or eight sturdy men with coarse cloth and a pheasant feather on it shook a reel to the flat ground.

When they saw the old man, they all saluted respectfully, and the old man didn't look at them, and jumped to the flat ground from the basket, and Yang Muyun followed and jumped over.

The old man asked a man a few words, and the man replied respectfully. The old man bowed slightly, and walked forward, and on the other side of the cliff was a steep slope, and a winding stone step was carved into the steep slope, leading to the bottom. Yang Muyun followed the old man down the steps. When you go down to the end, you will see that the grass and trees are verdant and full of flowers, and it turns out that there is a large flat valley at the bottom, surrounded by high mountains on all sides.

"This place is similar to the Taoyuan Wonderland where the Wu Divine Palace is located, but the area is much more extensive." Yang Muyun said secretly in his heart. As far as the eye can see, the valley is covered with vast areas of farmland, and countless men and women walk in it. They all seemed to recognize the old man, and when they saw him, they stepped aside and saluted respectfully.

"I didn't expect you to be quite respectable as a divine master." Yang Muyun teased with a smile.

"Don't you Ming people also believe in gods and Buddhas?" The old man glanced at him, "There are also many heavenly masters and national teachers in Daming, don't the people of Daming also respect them very much?" ”

"Well, what the divine master said is good," Yang Muyun said with a smile: "But these gods can only fool those foolish men and blind women who don't know a single big word. ”

The old man's gaze swept towards him fiercely, the corners of Yang Muyun's mouth twitched, and his gaze turned to the side not to look at him.

"This is not the Great Ming," the old man's words carried a warning meaning, "It is better for the envoy to speak carefully." ”

"Since you call me an envoy," Yang Muyun shrugged and said, "But you have wrapped these things around me, so I am afraid that it will be inappropriate to go to see Lord Venasuva later?" ”

The old man glared at him for a moment, then turned away from him.

"I'm all here," Yang Muyun continued behind him, "Are you still afraid that I won't be able to escape?" ”

The old man still didn't say a word, but his steps were faster.

"Hey......" Yang Muyun followed him for a few steps, and suddenly his body was loosened, and all the snakes wrapped around his body disappeared.

The two of them didn't say anything all the way, Yang Muyun couldn't help but look at the situation in the valley, here is densely populated, there are many houses, although men, women and children are all ragged, but most of them have simple personalities, they see the old man respectfully saluting at the same time, they all look at Yang Muyun with strange eyes.

Yang Muyun has been in Annan for some days, and he is still dressed as a Han scholar. This makes the people in the valley, who have little contact with the outside world, seem to think that it is not rare. In particular, some young girls looked at him with a hot gaze, and even greeted him loudly.

Yang Muyun has never seen such a bold woman, and she does not shy away from men at all, which is completely different from the subtle and graceful women of the Central Plains. They are also dressed in style, with long hair scattered, wearing only a wrap chest and a pair of shorts, their shoulders, arms, navel, and thighs are exposed, and they run barefoot, which makes men see how not to be bloody, and ready to move.

As he was walking, Yang Muyun suddenly felt that his neck was covered by something, and he hurriedly reached out to grab it, there was a burst of floral fragrance on the end of his nose, and the tentacle was a garland, he was stunned, and a girl ran to the side with a shy face.

"Hey, what are you ......" Before Yang Muyun finished speaking, another garland was put on his neck, and his eyes swept away, and another girl ran away with a red face.

After a while, Yang Muyun had five or six garlands around his neck.

"The envoy seems to be very popular!" The old man glanced at him with a smile, "The women here will take the initiative to pursue the men they like, and if they are willing, they can pull them all to their side." ”

"What am I pulling them for?" Yang Muyun asked puzzled.

"It shows that the envoys have accepted their love," said the old man, "and from now on they will be your women." ”

"What?" Yang Muyun was startled, and an urge rose in his heart to tear off the garland.

"Don't touch the garland," the old man snorted, "to pull the garland in front of the girls is the greatest humiliation to them, and if you don't like it, don't look at them." ”

"Hmm......" Listening to the coquettish laughter around him, Yang Muyun hurriedly lowered his head.

It's not okay to walk with your head down, but there are still girls who keep putting garlands around his neck, making it even more cramped and uneasy.

"Divine Master," Yang Muyun couldn't help but ask the old man, "How do you keep them from coming over again?" ”

"What's the matter, can't the envoy take it?" The old man smiled: "It's so popular with women, but others can't ask for it!" ”

Facing the ridicule of the old man, Yang Muyun only smiled bitterly. Suddenly, there was a sound of dogs barking in front of me, and there were more than ten voices to hear. The barking of the dog is getting closer and closer, as if it is chasing something.

Yang Muyun stared at it, and in the sound of the dog barking, a small child rushed here. When he ran to Yang Muyun's side, he seemed to be exhausted, and he stumbled and fell at his feet. Yang Muyun lowered his eyes, and the child's eyes showed a look of pity and fear, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

I only heard a few rapid howls to get closer, and more than a dozen tall and sharp-toothed fierce dogs rushed over and surrounded them. They opened their teeth and danced their claws, and when they saw others, they did not dare to pounce for a while. Yang Muyun saw that these vicious dogs showed their long teeth and looked fierce, knowing that this little child would be torn to pieces by these fierce dogs, he couldn't bear it, and looked at the old man, "Divine Master......

"It is better not to meddle in your affairs," said the old man, "this child does not know you, but you don't see it." ”

"He's right at my feet, how can you not see it?" Yang Muyun shook his head slightly, "If I don't save myself when I die, I feel uneasy." ”

"Qin envoy ......" The old man's face changed, and he was about to persuade again, when a fierce dog pounced and bit the child at Yang Muyun's feet.

"Smack-" Yang Muyun swung out a palm and hit the head of the fierce dog, this palm was not small, and it actually beat the hound out of the distance, turned a few somersaults on the ground, and fainted.

As soon as he made a move, the rest of the fierce dogs barked wildly and swarmed. Yang Muyun's body shape is extremely smart, how can these fierce dogs pounce on him, flickering and moving, punching and kicking, knocking over one fierce dog after another, after a while, more than ten fierce dogs all fell to the ground and couldn't move, and their mouths could only make a whining sound.

"Let's go." Yang Muyun said to the child.

The child seemed stunned and sat motionless on the ground.

"He probably didn't understand what I was saying." Yang Muyun frowned, and was about to reach out to push him. Suddenly, there were voices in front of me, and when I looked up, more than a dozen big men were rushing here. They were dressed in the same attire as the men on the platform at the top of the cliff, with a coarse cloth wrapped around their heads and a pheasant feather stuck in them.

They came over to see more than ten fierce dogs lying on the ground, and their faces changed drastically, and they all glared at the old man and Yang Muyun together. When they saw the old man, they seemed to be stunned, and they stepped forward to salute one after another.

"Looks like you're in trouble." The old man glanced at Yang Muyun and said something to the group of men.

The leading man shook his head, his attitude seemed to be more resolute, he glared at Yang Muyun fiercely, and with a wave of his hand, several men immediately rushed towards Yang Muyun.

"Don't do anything with them......" Before the old man's words were finished, Yang Muyun kicked on the lower abdomen of a man, who fell to the ground holding his stomach in pain. The leading man shouted, and the rest of the men rushed towards Yang Muyun one after another.

"I just finished beating the dog and have to beat people...... Yang Muyun shook his head, waving his fists and feet, "Ahh......h

"Crackling-" Yang Muyun was hit with a whip on his shoulder, it hurt hotly, and when he looked sideways, he saw the leading man glaring at him angrily, and with a flick of the whip in his hand, the tip of the whip rolled towards his neck again.

Yang Muyun did not avoid it, and grabbed the tip of the whip.

Prohibit transcoding, prohibit mode, the following content is hidden, please exit the mode!

Qingguang Sensen's blade pointed at Yang Muyun, and a scream sounded around him, especially the girls who wore garlands for Yang Muyun, all of whom were discolored.

"Brush-" The leading man slashed over, but it was empty, and Yang Muyun turned behind him and patted him on the shoulder. The man was even more angry, turned around and swept with a knife, but he still didn't hurt the other party, and suddenly his shoulders sank, and Yang Muyun actually sat on his shoulder.

The leading man pulled back with his hand, but Yang Muyun did not move. He couldn't help but change his face, and he held the whip with both hands and pulled it away with all his strength, but it was still like a grasshopper shaking a tree, and he couldn't pull the other party at all.

"If you want the whip back, just give it back to you." Yang Muyun smiled slightly, let go of his hand, and with a "plop", the other party fell back.

There was a burst of laughter from the people around him, and the leading man gritted his teeth and stood up, threw away the whip in his hand, and pulled out the shoulder knife at his waist with a "choking-" attitude.