The number of people on this trip to the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers is not very large, and it is very interesting that most of them are young people.

After Liu Fufeng became the leader of the martial arts alliance, the elders of the major families deeply felt the fact that this Jianghu is already the world of young people, and their children have already become figures who can take charge of themselves, and they can take on some more important responsibilities.

After careful consideration, the families unanimously decided to send young people as representatives to go to the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers with the new alliance leader.

Early in the morning of the second day, Jun Mo of the Jun family, Feng Jia Merry, Qi Han of the Qi family, Tang Yu of the Tang Sect and other people formed a group of young people and set off happily.

The elders are not unaware of the dangers of this line, but the children of the rivers and lakes are not timid, especially the children of these big families have two more burdens on their shoulders than other peers, and they must face the danger when they should face it.

Besides, with Yang Lao and Fang Lao Gu Lord, the young people will definitely gain something, and everything is worth it!

The people who practice martial arts move very fast, except for meals and rest, everyone is almost non-stop. The journey, which would have taken nearly half a month, could be reduced to about eight days under their deliberate control, which is not inefficient.

There was only one carriage in the entire team, the old man Yang Lao and Zhang Lingyu, who didn't know martial arts, sat in it, and the rest of the people rode their horses alone, which was very spectacular.

"Yun girl, come and sit in the carriage and chat with my old man." Yang Lao opened the curtain for the nth time and called to Liu Fuyun next to the car.

"No, it's too stuffy in the car, so it's better to ride a horse." patting the trotting head, Liu Fuyun, who was side by side with his brother, tugged at the corners of his mouth, unloaded the wine bag hanging on the horse's back in Yang Lao's suggestive eyes, and handed it to the window.

The old man was very greedy, and seemed to care about her, but in fact he was worried about her wine.

"Master, these are for the old Fang seniors, if they are all given a greeting gift, they will be gone." Liu Fufeng on the side glanced at him faintly and reminded.

"No, it's gone, the two pots of wine that the surnamed Fang lost to Brother Qingyuan back then have never been cashed, even if I got it back from him this time." The more Yang Lao spoke, the slower he became, and the volume became lower, and finally he sighed lightly.

"Senior Lin, the family teacher has already prepared two good flowers and drunk, and I have always kept it for you." Sumire, who had been walking in front, pulled the reins to slow the horse down a bit, and maintained a position side by side with the carriage, and spoke.

"The flowers are drunk..."Yang Lao smacked his lips and savored it, lowered the curtain and sat back.

A fluttering exclamation came out and disappeared into the wind. "I'm old, I'm afraid I won't be able to drink..."

“……”

Probably about to see the old man, or an old friend who shared with the deceased old friend, Yang Lao suddenly became sentimental. The system listened to it for a while, and couldn't help complaining: "How did Old Man Yang react like he was going to part with life and death, he was too unaccustomed to it." ”

It's too unfestive to make the atmosphere so tragic, this is a cool article that is cruel throughout the whole process, and Yang Lao is really a little more worried. You must know that this trip not only has his family's powerful and domineering host, but also the host's more powerful and domineering eldest brother is in charge, even if the Baiyun Sect comes out, it will not be anything.

The system can be regarded as seeing clearly, this Donglin is simply a playground prepared by the Liu family for their little baby, otherwise how to explain this sense of déjà vu of a 100-level boss doing a 30-level task.

"People talk a little bit when they get older." Liu Fuyun responded casually, and did not forget to strike a certain unity: "You are different, you have always been very noisy." ”

System: Σ_(∠)...

He seems to be a tool used to squeeze during the host game experience, and he is a pitiful little one who struggles to survive by selling stupidity and attracting fans!

At this moment, the system suddenly has an extremely clear self-positioning.

There were no accidents on the way to Wanhua Valley, and a group of more than ten people were armed with powerful momentum, even bandits and horse bandits who were not long-eyed would not hit them with their ideas. The people of the White Cloud Sect seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and it was uneasy to be quiet for a while, and they always felt that they were brewing to make a big vote.

On the evening of the eighth day, everyone walked out along the rugged mountain road, and the vision ahead instantly widened. A sea of flowers that could not be seen at a glance appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the breeze blew on the face with a faint floral fragrance and medicinal fragrance, which made the people and horses who had been tired of hurrying for days have a moment of trance.

For the last two days, they spent almost all of them in the mountains, where the terrain was complex and the mountains were so steep that it was easy to get lost in the mountains if someone did not lead the way. The carriage was abandoned before entering the mountain, and many of the last part of the journey was carried on foot.

"I can understand why the old valley lord is in seclusion and the young valley master has been traveling abroad for a long time, and it is difficult to go home this time." The system is tiring just to look at.

Liu Fuyun habitually released his spiritual power and spread forward, not surprisingly being blocked by some invisible barrier again, unable to probe the true face inside.

A day ago, she discovered a very mysterious place in the depths of the mountain range, and her spiritual power was stopped every time she bumped into something like an enchantment, and at that time she and the system guessed that it might be where the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers was located, and now it seems that it is not as expected.

Sumire jumped off her horse, walked to Taniguchi in front of her, and stood still, turning back and clasping her fists at the crowd.

"Everyone, welcome to the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers."

At her side, a huge rock nearly three meters high stood there, with three big characters on it, the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing, clearly swearing what this place was.

"What a domineering word!" The system took a few photos and collected them.

The three big characters on this boulder don't look like they are carved out at all, as if there is really a huge brush on it, which is shocking when viewed from a distance, and when you really stand at the foot of the stone and look up, you can feel the oppressive force even more.

It is said that words are like people, and you can feel the domineering spirit of the person who writes with nowhere to put between the pen and ink.

Don't ask me why a few big words can be described so exaggerated, obviously because the origin of this word is extremely good!

"This stone has been standing here since the existence of the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, and I heard that it was left by the ancestors of the ancestors, and the origin is very mysterious." People who come to the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers for the first time will be shocked by the boulder at the mouth of the valley, and Sumire is not surprised at all, even she herself will subconsciously stop for a moment every time she enters and exits.

"It seems to be spiritual energy, and the stones from hundreds of years ago can still remain, and the old ancestors are a little scary." Liu Fuyun pursed his lips and said in his heart.

She had seen Daddy Liu's handwriting, which was very similar to the one in front of her, but if she tasted it carefully, she would find that there was a difference between the two.

My father's words are wild and full of literati style, and the one in front of me is the ultimate publicity from the inside out.