The barren mountains are rapidly receding, and occasionally one or two green peaks flash from view, and from time to time there are cities inhabited by human beings, all of which become hurried shadows.

Heading north, the weather gets colder.

There were not many cities along the way, but Wang Shi had no intention of stopping, and went straight north until he met an incomparably huge city.

There is a lot to do, but the most important thing is to find out before that. Wang Shi couldn't even figure out where he was now, let alone looking for someone.

Without drama, there are many things that don't need to be worried about and need to be done one by one, which makes it particularly troublesome.

The white horse and black car look strange, but it is not eye-catching, and it does not attract the attention of many people. After all, there are so many people in a big city, and who cares about a new person entering the city.

It's not a no-name place, and although there are many people who are engaged in robbery and murder, it is not enough for such incidents to happen on the streets.

In a crowded place, there are all kinds of information circulating, which are basically half-truths and half-truths, but it is a very easy way to understand what this place is really like.

The auction of Qingyutang once every three days, the drinking party of Zuihuating once a month, and the daily lecture of Guanglin Mansion...... Every street and alley, every building, has a hidden mystery.

The flow of people is like a school of fish, driving a torrent of disturbed sounds.

The white horse and black car were parked in an inconspicuous alley, and Wang Shi sat carefully, taking all the noise into his ears, and then quickly eliminated, sorted, and analyzed to find the most useful things. Only a person whose spiritual sense is strong enough to be like him will not be broken by the endless noise.

"Central Kyushu: Yuezhou, Yanzhou, Youzhou, Yunzhou, Leizhou, Yongzhou, Cangzhou, Bazhou, Tianxinzhou. Each state is full of forces and sects, but there is always a speaker, called the Nine Families. ”

"In addition to the nine schools, there are three sects with the strongest power: Zen Buddhism, Dan Sect, Martial Sect, and the strongest Yin and Yang Sect. These forces are all spread throughout the Middle Regions, and even have a great spread in other regions. ”

"This is the junction between Bazhou and Yanzhou, and further north, Yanzhou. ”

“......”

Wang Shi sat for a long time and sorted out a lot of useful information, but it was not what he wanted most. However, relying on his poor news to ask, it is absolutely impossible to ask why.

"Since you're going to open all over the world, there's going to be some news here. ”

The spiritual sense spread rapidly, enveloping most of the city in it, and of course, many people used their means to confront Wang Shi, and finally they all hibernated quietly. Even if it was only a Divine Hidden Realm, Wang Shi was much stronger than the ordinary Human Immortal Realm.

Countless voices poured into Wang Shi's ears, but he was just searching for those three words.

Finally, three words were heard from the mouth of a weak beggar - the song of the great wind!

......

The plates and rice bowls were soon stacked into a mountain, and the beggar finally put down the bowl in his hand, swallowed the last bite of rice, poured another pot of tea, and burped, with a reluctant expression on his face that was now dead.

After living poor for half a life, he finally lived a decent life. Even among the practitioners, there are beggars.

Wang Shi really didn't expect that the beggar in front of him was a branch of the "Great Wind Song", and after the other party finished eating, he understood what was going on from the other party's mouth.

It turned out that Dafeng Ge traveled all over the world and wanted to create various branches, but no one listened to his nonsense at all, and searched and searched, and found such a dying beggar.

The difficulty of starting a business is far beyond Da Fengge's imagination, but it is better to have it than nothing, and this beggar can be regarded as his earliest batch of subordinates.

Talking nonsense, drawing beautiful blueprints, and saying countless unrealistic words, only people like Wang Shi would not regard Dafeng Ge as a madman.

Thinking of Dafeng Ge's encounter, Wang Shi couldn't help but want to laugh and asked, "Do you have a way to contact Dafeng Ge?"

The beggar ate the short mouth of the person, and naturally knew everything, and said: "No, Dafeng Song just asked me to call his name several times a day, and someone will contact me." ”

At first, the beggar still had a trace of delusion, and later it became a curse. Shouting the song of the great wind every day is cursing him for not dying well, which is the only thing that the beggar has fun in every day.

A clue that he had finally found was broken again, and Wang Shi thought that even if he found the branch of Dafeng Song in other places, he would probably get the same result.

It seems that it is impossible to open the Great Wind Song all over the world in a short period of time, and perhaps it is somewhat possible to develop beggars to become the largest gang.

Wang Shi pondered for a while, and asked the Huazhi Fierce Man to leave some spirit stones for the beggar, ready to go to the big forces here to inquire about the news, otherwise he could only be a headless fly, and there was no way.

The beggar plucked a thatch from his head, took it to pick his teeth, and removed the trace of beef between his teeth.

"Wait, sir...... The good man wind song, it seems that he told me a place name, it is too difficult to remember, I forgot it, it seems to be called Camel Temple?"

Wang Shi had just walked out of the door, and when he heard that there was a turnaround, he immediately turned around, but he couldn't help frowning lightly and said, "Camel Temple?"

A young man next to him laughed twice and said, "Your Excellency is talking about Putuo Temple?"

The beggar slapped his head and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, yes, this is this tongue-twisting ghost place!"

Wang Shi asked the man, "Does Brother Tai know where Putuo Temple is?"

The young man glanced at Wang Shi and said, "One of the famous eighteen temples of Zen Buddhism, who doesn't know about the people in the Central Domain? ”

"Thank you. ”

Wang Shi didn't say much word, and immediately got on the white horse and black cart and drove towards Langke Mountain. In the words of countless people, he already understood where the Rotten Keshan was, and it was not far from here.

The young man drank the wine in the cup, smiled at the people at the same table and said, "Rotten Keshan is in the process of consecrating an immortal artifact, and there are countless people with dissenting intentions, this person seems to have no idea, so rashly going, I am afraid that he will be shot to death by spiritual magic." ”

......

The carriage soon drove into a green hill, and countless forbidden air formations appeared around it, so the carriage had to move forward on the ground, but fortunately, the road here was gentle and not too slow.

It is obviously a cold winter, but it is still warm as spring, and there are countless peach blossom trees on both sides of the road.

Some peach blossom trees do not bear fruit, just to bloom, and they are colorful all year round.

Not far away is a high mountain with a layer of snow on the top, and a brown and black coniferous forest is hidden in winter, and below is an orange-red deciduous forest that falls in autumn, and below it is green and flourishes in summer, and finally it is the color of peach blossoms that grows in spring, and a golden temple is hidden between spring and summer.

Except for the sound of falling flowers and flowing water, there is not even a bird cry, and there is no pedestrian, which looks a little weird.

At the foot of the mountain, the heavy sandalwood fragrance wafted down, and it can be imagined that there is a large tripod with several hugs in the mountain temple, which is inserted with countless burning incense, and countless people who pray sincerely.

Wang Shi got out of the carriage and looked towards the winding mountain road.

The bell rang from the top of the mountain.

Huazhi Meng's heart was shocked, thinking that this bell actually has the effect of calming the mind, it seems that this small mountain temple should not be underestimated. Zen Buddhism is out there, but it's the first time he's actually seen it.

Wang Shi didn't say much, and walked towards the top of the mountain step by step.

......

The sound of the bell is still ringing, the chanting of the Ten Thousand Buddhas is gradually transmitted, and the smoke of burning incense has become more intense, although it is a good thing, but at this time, the eyes of the people who are also smoked can't open, but no one coughs up.

It's just a large courtyard twenty zhang wide, crowded with countless people, all of whom have a pious look on their faces, their eyes are staring at the thin wooden sword in Kuzen's hand, and there is unkindness hidden in their eyes.

The seven-inch small sword, the tail of the sword is tied with a multicolored knot, and the entire sword body is not decorated with any ornamentation, but it is engraved with two flowing water patterns, but it looks like the figure of a woman Miaoman.

Everyone's eyes were either casual or straight staring at the small wooden sword.

Rao is usual, lend these people a hundred courage, and they don't dare to fight the idea of Putuo Temple, but now Kuzen has a little strength left in order to infuse this sword with immortal energy? What's more, the current Putuo Temple can be very empty.

Even if you don't have the opportunity, it's a big deal to say that you are here to visit, anyway, these old bald donkeys in Putuo Temple are very "compassionate", and they will not kill all the people present.

Countless outlaws are mixed in with some good people, and it's really not that easy to start.

You know that the other party has harmful intentions for you, but the other party does not do it, and you have no way to target him. Breaking the law can arrest people, but having the intention of breaking the law is not a crime.

Kuzen's hair fluttered, and the big red robe spread out like a big flag. Suddenly, his eyes widened, and he couldn't help but let out a low sigh, and his body exuded endless immortal energy. Forging the Immortal Sword has reached the final step, and it is crucial.

The thirty-six disciples sitting cross-legged chanted in unison, and the Sanskrit sound was like a bell, constantly echoing in this mountain, and the ears of the listeners were buzzing, and they couldn't help but block their ears.

Wang Shi had already walked to the mountain gate, followed by the oil flower and the flower branch fierce man, and Xiao Yue stayed below to watch the carriage.

The two disciples guarding the door saluted Wang Shi and asked, "Is the donor also here to observe the fairy sword?" Then please come in, the master is in the big courtyard. ”

Wang Shi didn't want to delay time, and said directly: "I'm here to find Dafeng Ge." ”

The two disciples suddenly raised their heads, looked at each other, and then closed their eyes slightly. In an instant, the two of them opened their eyes, and their eyes were already full of murderous intent, and the kind-eyed disciple had become an angry-eyed King Kong!