Down the hillside. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The young man who was rescued by Zheng Qi was called Pang Tong.

Born in Jingzhou, he is regarded as a child of a poor family.

And a few days ago, Ben came out to travel.

But when I came here, I heard strange things.

"It's not a matter of gods and ghosts!"

When he heard the villagers' talk, he disdained it, and like Chu Wen, he didn't believe in ghosts and gods.

Perhaps it was the sympathy between the scholars and literati, and when he was about to leave the village, he saw Chu Wen, who was full of poetry and books.

"It's still Brother Chu who is well-informed."

At Chu Wen's house, Pang Tong picked up the bamboo slip and admired.

"It's just that the ancestors have recorded it, and I also read it from history books, so I can't talk about being well-informed." Chu Wen humbly bowed his hand.

"That's a lot better than me." Pang Tong returned the salute and looked at the bamboo slip in his hand and was fascinated.

After a moment, he raised his head and asked, "It's strange in the book, why don't I wait for the two brothers to go together?"

Strange scenes, strange texts, the attraction of literati is no less than fame, fortune and fame.

Otherwise, there would not be so many literati under the beautiful scenery, thinking like talents, and chanting poems against each other.

"How?" Pang Tong asked, eager to plug in his wings and leave.

"Can you do it in two days?"

Chu Wen walked in the house, still a little timid about the disaster of heaven and earth.

Pang Tong shook his head in disappointment and left alone.

..

Dead and dry.

Fire clouds, flames.

"Brother Chu is right here in the future."

The divine fire fell, the burning heat on the body, and the feeling that life was worse than death.

When Pang Tong closed his eyes, he was already out of breath.

But, it's like a dream...

He dreamed that he had come to a world of mountains, forests and night sky.

"Am I like a bird?"

He looked around and found himself standing in mid-air.

Amazement, wonder.

Just when he was about to move.

Fire.

The night was dark, dyed red.

He looked up and saw a flint falling.

Mountains and forests, craters.

"That's where the wonder came in."

The villagers' stories are like time remodeling.

He recalled, curious, and saw a strange beast reborn from the fire.

Spread your wings and soar in the sky.

"You're like a young phoenix.."

The words beside him sounded, and he looked back and saw a young man in fire armor, smiling at him.

"I'm a young phoenix.."

In the night, Pang Tong was confused and was waiting to ask.

"Shi Yuan, Shi Yuan?"

The sky was dark, the world was empty, and it was as if he heard someone calling his name.

"Is it Chu Wen's voice?" He muttered, and was about to answer, but fell from the sky.

"Ahh

Pang Tong was frightened and opened his eyes suddenly.

"You're finally awake." A young man with the appearance of a scholar came into his sight.

"Chu Wen." Pang Tong's voice was a little hoarse.

"Don't open your mouth yet."

Chu Wen shook his head and took out a bag of water from the basket behind his back.

"Thank you." Pang Tong took it.

"If only you could live.."

When he saw Pang Tong drinking, Chu Wen sat down on the ground and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The phoenix falls on the slope:

In the village, inside the house.

The pen is down, and the vigorous characters appear on it.

"Shiyuan is still over there!"

Suddenly awakened, Chu Wen dropped the pen and paper.

Half a day, trekking through mountains and rivers.

Tired, hands worn out.

Before sunset, we finally arrived at this hillside.

"Shiyuan!"

But when he saw Pang Tong's burning face and scorched clothes, he was already desperate.

He hated, hated why he was cowardly.

"Ahh

He lamented, he couldn't bear to be in the forest of Shiyuan's violent corpse, when he was about to bury it.

"Wait.."

Under the sun, he saw that Shi Yuan's chest was still undulating,

"If it weren't for the fact that Shi Yuan was still breathing, I would really think he was dead."

Seeing Pang Tong wake up at this time, Chu Wen didn't care about the ashes and blood stains on his body, but instead stood up with his tired body, and his red hands wanted to support his body.

"Shi Yuan goes, I'll carry you back." Chu Wen's expression was firm, and he wanted to make up for his mistakes.

"Not necessarily."

Pang Tong waved his hand and stood up.

"Brother Chu Wen.."

He spoke, and under Chu Wen's worried gaze, he looked at the sky, as if a phoenix shadow flashed in his eyes.

"I had a dream, in this dream, there is a phoenix falling.."

Pang Tong recalled.

"This slope is nameless, but your father is the patriarch."

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to commemorate something, looked at Chu Wen and said seriously: "Can you call this place Luofengpo?"

―

Dark blue sky

Ocean.

Forest.

A phoenix walked against the fire, and there was a young man in fiery red armor standing on it.

"Immortal, where are we going?"

It's been a long time, King Feng asked.

"It's almost there." Zheng Qi looked into the distance.

"Could it be to see Dao Ancestor?"

King Feng was curious, but he didn't dare to open his mouth to ask.

"This is it."

After a moment, Zheng Qi spoke, pointed to the mountains and forests below and said, "Fall here, enter from the forest."

"Here?"

King Feng was curious and looked at the mountains and forests below with a radius of dozens of miles.

There is no view of the forest and no houses.

"This mountain forest, is it also a formation?"

Like a stone outside the sky, the fire realm, the phoenix king guessed and fell.

"That's not right!"

Depressing, terrifying.

When he walked to the front of the mountain forest, King Feng looked at the dark forest in front of him, but he was a little frightened and stopped moving.

"How?" Seeing that King Feng was not moving forward, Zheng Qi turned around and asked.

"In the woods.." King Feng was a little scared and wanted to speak.

"A phoenix?"

The doubtful words sounded, but King Feng's inquiry was interrupted, and an old word came from the forest.

The Phoenix King shuddered and tightened his wings after feeling the danger of death.

"There's a big demon in the woods!"

There was fear in his eyes, and he saw a tree in front of the mountain forest swaying and turning into an old man in a green robe.

"Sure enough, it's a big demon!"

The old man's breath was depressed, and King Feng was afraid, just when he wanted to talk to Zheng Qi.

"Brother Gu Dao."

Zheng Qi laughed, ignored his words, and in the surprised gaze of King Feng, he arched his hand to the old man and said, "I have completed the attachment of the master."

"Zheng Daoyou is polite."

Gu Rong bowed back, smiled at the stunned Queen Feng, and said to Zheng Qi, "Please.."

"This.." King Feng was stunned, and he didn't ask if he knew him, and he didn't ask who the old man was.

The question and answer between the old man and the young man ended under his gaze.

"It turns out that demons can also be gods.."

The wooden words on the old man's forehead flashed, and after King Feng saw it, when he remembered the fire word of the immortals, he wanted to ask.

Green light, god chain, inverted.

As if tracing back, the light and shadow of the surrounding mountains and forests pass by.

Creeks, stone houses, boulders.

When King Feng returned to his senses, he had already found himself in another place.

"This is the ancestral land that the Immortal said?"

Smiling woman.

Kind old man.

Quarrelsome teenager.

Monsters that are fighting.

Everyone here gave him a feeling of depression.

"This is the ancestral land."

King Feng was a little frightened, just because after breaking away from the formation of the Outer Heaven Stone, his cultivation was only in the middle stage of transforming into a god.

And the people here, except for Nanhua, who was silent on the side, the lowest realm is around the Tribulation Period.

"I thought the world was so big that I could let it soar.."

Seeing everyone's eyes, King Feng muttered, turned into a flying bird and landed on Zheng Qi's shoulder.

"Haha."

Seeing King Feng's lost appearance, Zheng Qi laughed, tapped King Feng's head with his finger, and whispered: "You are a strange beast, and your qualifications are not inferior to theirs."

The phoenix is a divine beast, cultivated to the extreme, after condensing the words, the natal supernatural power, symbolizing fire and the way of life.

"They're just luckier than you."

After Zheng Qi smiled and joked, he looked at the people who didn't care about what he said, but smiled: "Why are you all gathered here today?"

The words fell.

Nanhua was silent, seized every opportunity, and was cultivating.

"Goo-dong, goo-dong.." Doll holding a cup.

"I don't know." The old ape ate the immortal fruit, shook his head and said, "You ask Patriarch Zheng."

"I don't know if I'm old" The patriarch is holding a chessboard and is playing against himself, thinking about one step at a time, and he is very happy.

"You ask Brother Wutudao." Gengjin lay lazily on the ground.

"Don't say.." Wu Tu smiled silently.

"Does Zheng Yu know boy?" Zheng Shan looked at a young man provocatively.

Zheng Yu closed his eyes and recuperated, unwilling to care.

"What's in the night?" Chapter is thinking.

"I don't know as much as I do."

Hearing everyone's answers, Zheng Qi was helpless and was about to report to his master.

"Silence!"

The sound is like thunder, and the sound is like a bell.

Zheng Hu, who was in front of everyone, turned around and spoke, and bowed down to the boulder in front of him.

The long-standing fog cleared and the sun shone down.

Landscape, sun and moon.

Chen Peng's figure appeared on the boulder.

"The disciple has seen the Dao Ancestor.."

The crowd bowed down and bowed.