Under the gaze of everyone, Zhuo Zangfeng shook the reins.

The cloud-stepping heavenly horse hissed, and the sound shook the empty mountain.

The yellow horse under Yan Beichun's seat was so frightened that he took a few steps back, and the black horse that Gu Haitang was riding turned around and ran, but fortunately he pulled the reins tightly and strangled the horse, so as not to be embarrassed and thrown home.

Yan Beichun was originally proficient in horse fighting, but when he heard the neighing of the horse, his expression changed drastically, and the arrogance on his face disappeared in an instant.

In the long hissing of Tianma, the four hooves stepped on the ground, and with a sound of brushing the ground, the huge body crossed over Yan Beichun's head and stood firmly in front of him.

Zhuo Zangfeng looked down at everyone on the tall horse, and said loudly: "My own way, I don't need anyone to point me. ”

After speaking, he laughed wildly and raised the horsewhip in his hand.

Sure enough, he didn't choose any of the three paths listed by Yan Beichun.

The cloud-stepping heavenly horse rises vigorously, like a gust of wind, and like a dark cloud in the sky.

Seeing that the horse was like a galloping wave, rolling away on the steep mountain road, and in a moment, the young man on horseback gradually moved away, and it was really a gust of wind that came and went, leaving only the dust to cover the sky.

There may still be a sentence that remains in the hearts of those present: "My own path, I don't need others to point me out!"

Looking at the charm of the South Mountain, it may not be as steep as Huashan, but the deep valley and the big gully are endless, the stream is murmuring, there is endless fresh wind, and there is endless spiritual and gloomy atmosphere; the mountain is foggy, white and colorful, the mountains are beautiful, elegant but not vulgar; the deep mountains are strange caves and strange stones, and the jungle is handsome and elegant.

What a place for Taoist cultivation!

Zhuo Zangfeng couldn't help but sigh.

He galloped on a horse, with a pride in his chest, looking at the continuous mountains and writing a few poems:

"The mountains and mountains are quiet, and the white clouds are the most nourishing,

Mo Dao's road was dangerous, but he opened the three-foot sword in the box.

"Hahaha!" In a long laugh, a young man rode into the South Mountain Gate.

At the top of the peak where the mountain meets the sky, there is a majestic and magnificent shrine of Zhiwuya.

The yellow eaves and blue tiles of the palace appear and disappear from time to time in the long white clouds, revealing endless mystery and vastness.

Further on, there are several temples, and next to the temple is the horse park, which is guarded by a special person. All the merchants and students tied their horses to the stakes and went off their separate tracks.

Zhuo Zangfeng tied his horse and walked away. I didn't pay much attention to the position of the medicine gardener, as long as I could get the information of Mo Ya and the others.

And the students who go to the Zongsheng Palace to practice, the purpose of coming here is nothing more than two, one is to pay homage to the Zhiwu Endless Divine Palace, and the other is to have a great opportunity to see the demeanor of that foreign princess.

In the minds of the people of Chang'an, Her Royal Highness Chu Yingyue is not only respected for her temperament and personality, but also her beauty is unforgettable for many people who have seen her. Especially those talented rich children, they are even more haunted by dreams, so that when the princess goes to the street, they do not hesitate to turn into sloppy flowers, not to ask for that reward, just for a kiss Fangze.

If there is a woman in Chang'an who can be compared to His Royal Highness Yueyue, then there is no doubt that it is the Cui Yu Caiwei who has the blood of the divine phoenix and is far away in the sea star.

When Zhuo Zangfeng walked out, he happened to meet Yan Zhiguo's envoys, looking at their necks surrounded by various animal skins, listening to their cold and hard accents, you could determine their identity.

Hearing that the shopkeeper said that they were going to meet Princess Yan Zhiguo, Zhuo Zangfeng thought: Yan Zhiguo is a country established in the northwest at great speed, and the country is strong, as if he has become the leader of that area.

Domestic people, both in terms of living customs and written language, are almost the same as those of the Tang Dynasty. Because this kingdom advocates cultivation, both Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism can be humbly accepted, and many people with excellent cultivation talents have emerged, and they are called demon clans by the people of the Tang Dynasty.

Only the demon clan has such a rare talent, so this title has no derogatory connotation, and more reveals the shock and surprise of the Tang Dynasty people for their talent.

They are still a branch of the Tang people, they know how to absorb the spirit of the mountains and water, know how to use the reincarnation of the heavenly way, are as smart and intelligent as demons, lead troops to march like demons, practice and comprehend like demons, and even women are like demons.

These barbarians were in high spirits, pointing at the palace on the high places from time to time.

Merchants who came to purchase medicinal materials came from all over the world, including native people from Yangzhou, Luoyang, and Chengdu, as well as exotic Hu people and Turkic tribes.

In front of the two temples at the west end, there are Tsing Yi Taoist children on duty to prevent guests from entering.

This place is where Yaoshan recruits medicine gardeners, and unrelated personnel are not allowed to enter.

Many people waiting outside exchanged their heads, speculating that the interviewer this time did not know which department official they were to see if they could go away.

Yaoshan Management is subordinate to Shang Pharmacy Bureau, which was originally designed for the emperor to purchase medicines, and later with the continuous expansion of the scale, the production of rare and precious medicinal materials is abundant, so people from all over the world are allowed to purchase here. However, you need to collect the relevant vouchers at the Honglu Temple, which specializes in receiving foreign guests.

Later, the strange-tempered master of the Zhiwu Endless Divine Palace was somehow allowed to be allowed, and the management of the medicine mountain after that fell into the hands of these Taoist priests.

That master is quite mysterious, proficient in the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, and cultivates to be the great master of the "Four Divine Realms". His Royal Highness Yueyue was blessed by him and practiced with him.

Zhuo Zangfeng walked over with the crowd, and saw that although the two Taoist children standing on the steps were young, their spirits were excellent, and their aura leaked out between the rotation of their eyebrows.

Thinking about why not go forward and ask them, maybe there can be news of Mo Ya and others.

He made his way through the crowd and walked out of the crowd towards the two little road boys.

Xiao Daotong waved his hand: "Donor, the time has not come, please don't move around without permission!"

It seems that they regard themselves as the people who should be selected as medicine gardeners, and before Zhuo Zangfeng has time to distinguish them, there is already a sea of protests behind him.

"Where did this come to the impudent boy? How dare you crowd at will! It's so rude, don't you see everyone queuing?"

"Pull him down, this kind of person is really angry!"

"Seeing that he is still carrying a sword, how can there be such a self-righteous cultivator in the world?"

These people came from afar, and they all had a glimmer of hope for the fat poor of the medicine gardener. From the morning to now, they have already been a little anxious, but the official in charge has not arrived for a long time, and at this time, there is a teenager who still wants to compete for the lead, which makes them even more intolerable.

"This kind of person is arrogant, in my opinion, he will be driven down the mountain, and he will never be hired!"

Zhuo Zangfeng turned his head abruptly and shouted angrily: "Shut up! I'm not uncommon with this medicine yam gardener!"

But his anger was soon drowned out in the excitement of the crowd, and no one could hear what he was saying clearly.

At this time, under a high pine, Yan Beichun and Gu Haitang stood with their arms crossed, staring at him with interest. Ordinary people couldn't hear what Zhuo Zangfeng said, but as two teenagers with extremely high cultivation talent, they could hear every word clearly.

After setbacks on the road, the sharpness of the two did not dissipate, but soon became friends who talked about everything, and they almost hated each other.

Yan Beichun smiled: "This guy's arrogance, how is it better than your brother Gu?"

Gu Haitang squinted at it and snorted coldly: "It's just arrogant! Let's see how he ends." ”

Yan Beichun had a smile in the corners of his eyes, "The arrogance of the people of Chang'an, I have finally seen it! If this young man was dressed in a brocade robe and had a servant behind him, instead of this thin green shirt, he would definitely not be attacked by so many people." ”

Gu Haitang's expression remained unchanged, "The crows in the world are ordinary black. ”

At this time, Zhuo Zangfeng didn't even pay attention to a few words, he simply stopped talking, turned around and stepped up the steps, and continued to walk towards Daotong.

But a man walked around in front of him, stood in the middle, waved his hand, and said, "You have turned a deaf ear to what we said?"