The next morning, Murong Gong woke up early and was excited.

Ten years later, he can finally return to his homeland that he thinks about day and night, although he has embarked on the path of cultivation, but how much trouble he brought to his wife and children when he left silently.

I can already come forward to solve those problems, but I am afraid that it will bring them even greater disasters.

For ten years, Murong Gong kept reminding himself that he should cut off from Hongchen, but he never did.

Finally, the mysterious Taifu, the great Taimen, came back and said that he wanted to seek justice for his child, how could he not be excited.

When Murong Gong walked out of his mansion, as soon as the sky was bright, a white dot appeared in the far sky, and then quickly rushed towards Murong Gong.

In a moment, the white dot turned into a crane with wings five meters long, red eyes, snow-white feathers, and transparent claws, covering it with fairy aura, looking extremely ethereal and cold.

Murong Gong said loudly to the white crane in the sky: "Brother He, Senior Brother is back, today we are going to Yan Kingdom, are you willing to go together?"

"Wow, Wow"

The huge crane circled in the air, flew to Murong Gong's side, nodded, and waited quietly with him to set off.

Among the other mansions half a mile away from Murong Gong's mansion, Yang Qiang, the Golden Lion and the others had also already prepared and were waiting to set off.

Two hours passed, and they still didn't see Su Yun come over to spread the word and inform them of the departure, so they began to mumble in their hearts.

In their short time together, although this unreliable senior brother has many unreliable points, he never has the hobby of lazy bed, not to mention that he always talks about not having much time.

So, out of curiosity, they gathered in front of the gate of the Taishang Hall in no particular order and secretly looked inside.

I saw that in the main hall, Su Yun was still sitting a little lazily on the soft chair that belonged to him, the ten-year-old Dao Wuwei was still very curious to walk around, and there was a young man standing in the hall with his back to them, staring at Su Yun and being silent.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Suddenly, Su Yun spoke, and there was no emotional fluctuation in his words, as if he was saying something very ordinary.

"Tell me, where the blue came from!"

The young man's deep voice came out, without any life, full of vicissitudes. Or like a person who hasn't spoken for a long time, when he speaks again, he is hoarse and stiff.

"I don't know. You know, it's up to you to find out for yourself. ”

Su Yun glanced lightly at the outside of the hall, and then continued: "We are going to go to Yan Country now, if you are interested, we can come together." ”

"Okay!" the young man paused and said, "I want to bring my little sister with me." ”

"Yes. We had a slow journey, so we set off first, and met at the Dongxian Town Pier. ”

After speaking, Su Yun beckoned to Dao Wuwei, and then walked straight towards the outside of the hall.

Led by Wu Zui, the sword flew, and after a full hour, a few people were sent to Dongxian Town at the foot of the Tianxuan Mountain Range.

According to Wu Zui's meaning, it is to send a few people directly to Yan Kingdom, which is so simple and convenient.

But Su Yun disagreed, and said lightly: "Since we have come to the world, then we are all mortals." ”

Hearing this, several people glanced at each other, and then took the initiative to take out the biological substances and things that could be used in their own internal world, and then closed the internal world to themselves.

Among the few people, except for Dr. Feng, who had his own storage spiritual weapon, the others looked at the large and small objects piled up around them, and they didn't feel embarrassed.

"Freelander, do you still have any extra storage artifacts, how about borrowing a few of them from us?" Gao Zhan looked at Dr. Feng with envy, pulled down his old face and asked Dr. Feng for help.

"I don't have much, I believe that there should be a lot of your lords. ”

Dr. Feng smiled coldly and said, "Master Su, this kind of chicken thing, you must have a lot of collections. ”

There are many strange phenomena in Middle-earth, one of which is related to the storage of spiritual weapons.

Storage artifacts come from the hands of array mages, who arrange formations in simple artifacts such as rings, hairpins, bracelets, or some commonly used weapons to change the nature of those artifacts - storage.

According to different formations, the uses and effects of these utensils are different, some are simply used for storage, some are used to store the aura of heaven and earth, some are used to ensure the quality of the elixir, and some are used to store some special things such as death qi.

It stands to reason that such a simple and practical utensil should be loved by the majority of cultivators.

But the situation is the opposite, cultivators who have successfully sought the Tao have already taken shape in the inner world, possessing all the functions of storage spiritual weapons, and they are more handy in using them, and those storage spiritual tools have become dispensable burdens, mostly used for decoration.

Therefore, only those minor cultivators who have just opened Hongmeng and sought the path will wear the storage device spirit, which has also become a means for some minor cultivators to distinguish the level of cultivation.

If that's all there is, this phenomenon is not surprising.

Strangely, many of the great people who have become holy through the dark are keen on the collection and refining of storage spirit weapons, and they often use storage spirit weapons to simulate the structure and operation of the inner world, and are more inclined to put the required materials into storage spirit weapons.

Therefore, for the storage spirit weapon, there is this kind of ordinary cultivator who disdain to own it, and the cultivators at both ends of the cultivators in the Middle Earth Continent are very enthusiastic, although the one at the lower end is forced to have it.

Hearing this, Su Yun waved his right hand, and several rings made of various metals flew out, clinking and falling to the ground, and then said, "You pick it yourself." Dr. Feng, do you think these are chicken ribs?"

"Isn't it?" said Dr. Feng, "What is the opinion of Mrs. Su?"

For Dr. Feng, Su Yun doesn't hate or like it, but he just feels that such a high-eyed but calm character will definitely have something to do in the future, even if he can't reach the unpredictable realm of the heavenly operator Feng Youcai, it should be more than enough to dominate the divine operator.

So, Su Yun said patiently: "All things have spirits. Ten years ago, you and I fought a war, and the reason for your defeat must have been figured out. Although the measuring ruler is good, it is always just a ruler with a special material. ”

After speaking, Su Yun no longer cared about the people who were packing up their belongings behind him and Dr. Feng, who seemed to have an understanding, and walked towards Dongxian Pier alone.

It's still the dock, it's still the Shelin inn, Su Yun walked into the store, sat down very casually, and a little old man in coarse linen clothes in his fifties and sixties immediately walked over with a kettle.

When the little old man saw Su Yun's appearance clearly with his cloudy old eyes, he trembled, and then rushed to the table very excitedly and said, "Immortal Master, is it you?

Su Yun felt slightly, from that bloodline characteristic, he knew that what his father was talking about should be Yang Qiang, so the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he said very politely: "I didn't expect you to be alive, my uncompetitive apprentice came to have a son late, and now he ended up with a white-haired person sending a black-haired person, which is really ironic." ”

This little old man is Yang Fugui, the son of Yang Fu who was born in his thirties, probably because he was poor and afraid in the past, so he gave his son such a name.

The name is good, but Yang Fugui is not rich after all, for no other reason, Dongxian Town is too close to the Tianxuan Mountain Range of Xianshan, if there are no one or two immortals on the ancestor, it will be difficult to gain a foothold in Dongxian Town.

Bullying and embarrassment are adaptable in every place where there are people. Don't look at Yang Qian who runs a small inn, but most of the income has to be handed over to the big households in Dongxian Town. Therefore, decades have passed, and Yang Poor's family can only mix food and clothing, and they cannot be rich and expensive.

"Old man Yang, isn't it time to pay this month's tea money? ”

Before Yang Fugui had time to get excited, two men with five big and three thick men broke into the inn, knocking on the panel of the counter with a big grin, and looking inside from time to time to see if they could see something good, and then take it away by the way.

One of the men said: "Ten years ago, I heard that the old man of your family was favored by the Wuwei Immortal Chief on the Immortal Mountain and brought Tianxuanzong, and your Yang family should have made a fortune in this way." However, you know that ten years ago, God sent down divine punishment and punished those immortal masters of Tianxuan Sect, I don't know that your old man should have burped a long time ago, otherwise he wouldn't have come back to take care of you for ten years.

Hurry up, pay this month's tea money, don't embarrass our brothers. ”

"Who do you say hiccup?!"

Suddenly, a very unhappy shout came from outside the inn: "I see that you are impatient." ”

"Bang!"

The door of the inn was kicked open, and a muscular eight-foot man stood at the door like steel, looking at this long-lost place with some emotion, and did not pay attention to the two men who collected the debts at all.

Ten years is a very short period of time for those who have lived for hundreds or thousands of years.

However, for Yang Qiang, a person who has been rolling in the mortal world all his life, ten years is really a long time.

"Father!"

Yang Fugui looked at the steely man, very excited, of course he recognized that it was his father's appearance when he was young, and his father's love for him at that time was an indelible memory in his mind.

Seeing the man's momentum and Yang Fugui's reaction, one of the clever men immediately said: "Are you Old Man Yang and his father?" No, no, Yang Immortal Master, this is a misunderstanding, we are the house slaves in Li Immortal Master's mansion, and we have come to comfort Yang Shopkeeper on the order of our master." ”

"Condolences, hmph, go back and tell the surnamed Li, if you dare to come over to collect money in the future, no, dare to come to this area to collect money again, I Yang Qian don't mind going to his Li house for a trip, get out!"

Yang Qiang didn't make a move, but just shouted coldly, because he didn't know if making a move at the foot of Tianxuan Mountain was a violation of the unwritten rule.

In those years, he had seen more than once that those high-ranking cultivators had manifested immortal deeds in Dongxian Town, which was the power he was cultivating now.

"Yes, boy, I can endure it. ”

At this time, Su Yun was a little surprised, poured a cup of tea with a smile, took a sip and said: "This place is connected to the Tianxuan Mountain Range, it is nourished by spiritual energy, and it still belongs to the range of the Tianxuan Mountain Range. ”