The method of refining the Gang cultivator to soar through the clouds and control the fog is not only fast, but more importantly, it flies high.

Wu Xie stood in the clouds at the moment, looked down, and saw that the rivers and mountains were picturesque, the fields planted with various crops were colorful squares, and the dotted lakes had turned into pieces of blue glass, reflecting the afternoon sun, shining.

In the past, when he flew high, he could see pedestrians on the ground coming and going like ants, but at this altitude, pedestrians were no longer visible at all, and even the roads were just gray and yellow ribbons, scattered across the land, connecting towns and villages.

The houses in the village are not visible at this height. You can only see patches of blue and gray - one by one is the color of the roof, and there are more earth yellows - one by one that is the ground in the village. And those walls that look magnificent from the ground are just small lines at this height, and if you don't pay attention, you will even ignore them directly.

Da Yue is located in the south, agriculture is developed, but the land is vast and sparsely populated, and the farmland is not as many as mountains and forests. At this time, it is April and May, and the farmland is verdant, but the green of the mountains and forests is even thicker, and a green is a large patch, which is connected together with thick and faint, unlike the farmland where there are ditches and roads separated from each other, and the pieces are neat and tidy.

He was flying fast, and the scenery beneath his feet was changing rapidly. I had just seen a town appear in front of me, but only a little closer look at it had already passed under my feet and quickly disappeared into the horizon behind me.

For a while, Wu Xie observed the horizon very carefully, wanting to see if he could see the arc of the earth, and then judge whether this world was a planet or not. However, he looked carefully for a long time, but he did not see the unique scene of "first seeing the high place, and then slowly seeing the low place" on the earth, and the distant scene, whether high or low, appeared in its entirety, but it was first blurred and then gradually became clear.

Wu Jie's three-dimensional geometry has not yet been returned to the middle school teacher who is far away on the earth, so he doesn't need to calculate it to know the Dao, this kind of scene means that the earth in this world is really flat!

Well, since there are even immortals, then the earth is flat, and there is nothing unreasonable......

For the first time in his life, he flew over the 100,000 mountains between Chu and Yue, which were like moats and legend that even birds could not cross, and saw Nanping County, which had been relieved of disasters, and saw the majestic Xiongguan connecting Nanping County and the outside world, although it looked like a small gray stone from this height.

At the beginning, they had walked a long way, but at this moment, they leaped over, and then Changning City by the sea emerged from the tide at the end of the horizon.

He did not stop in Changning City, but continued to move forward, and when the sunset was gradually approaching the horizon, he finally saw the county seat of Anfeng.

In the past, every time I went home, even if I urged the sword light with all my might, I would have to fly for a whole day. But this time he didn't make much effort, and it only took more than two hours to fly from Qingyang Mountain to Anfeng County.

The name of the "Flying Immortal" of the cultivator of Liangang is indeed worthy of its name!

Wu Xie made a stealth method, landed on the ground, found an inconspicuous corner and showed his figure, and walked along the bluestone avenue of the county seat towards Jishitang.

At this time, it was dinner time, and the smoke rose from every house, and the smell of fireworks in this world made him feel a little strange, but it was full of a comfortable and stable feeling.

Recalling Xiao Xingtian's desperate struggle at the beginning, looking at the peaceful and peaceful scene in front of him, he felt deeply relieved, and a sense of pride arose.

"Our hard work, our sacrifices, and the price we paid are all worth it!"

Talking to himself, Wu Xie came to the door of Jishitang.

The door of the pharmacy was still open, and his apprentice Qiao Feng was sitting in the lobby, checking the pulse of an old man. Because of his concentration, Qiao Feng didn't even notice the return of his master.

"It's not a disease when you're old, or it's not a disease on your body." After a moment, he let go of his hand and said with a smile, "Have you encountered something unpleasant lately?" Why do you want to keep it in your heart? If you hold it like this, even if you don't get sick, you will get sick. ”

The old man sighed and shook his head.

“…… In that case, I'll give you a prescription for regulating your qi. For those of you this year, there is nothing wrong with taking some medicine like this, just nourish. Qiao Feng didn't ask, but took out charcoal and white paper from the desk drawer, brushed and wrote a prescription, and then stood up and prepared to grab the medicine.

As soon as he stood up, he naturally saw Wu Jie, his eyes suddenly widened, and he cried out in surprise.

"Master! You're back!"

Qiao Feng's master is Wu Jie, the Marquis of Jishi. This point is almost well known to everyone, Anfeng County is the fief of Jishihou, and the county Cheng and others have to come to Jishitang to ask the old marquis whenever they encounter major events.

And Wu Jie's other identity is even more well-known.

Compared with the Hou Ye in the world, the identity of the living immortal is really much louder!

Wu Xie smiled, waved his hand, and a soft breeze helped the old man who wanted to kneel and worship up, and smiled so that he didn't have to be polite, and then looked at the prescription prescribed by Qiao Feng, and the smile became two points more.

"This recipe is very stable, and the price is also very cheap, not bad! Not bad!" Although he was not as tall as Qiao Feng, he naturally patted his apprentice's shoulder and smiled very satisfied, "I haven't seen you in the past few years, not only have you made great progress in kung fu, but you have also made a lot of progress in life." With the heart of a healer, no matter whether he can achieve something or not, this life will not be wasted!"

Qiao Feng lowered his head and smiled innocently.

Wu Xie no longer hindered him from healing, said hello, and walked towards the back hall. Passing through the courtyard and cloister, there is a small but elegant house.

This is the real ruling center of Anfeng County, the Jishihou Mansion.

When Wu Xie arrived, the old doctor Wu was flipping through a medical book with fresh ink, and when he saw his son coming back, he was overjoyed, and the laughter could be heard from several courtyards.

In the evening, three generations of grandparents and grandchildren gathered together to share the joy of family.

Wu Jie's eldest nephew, Wu Zhizheng, is already fifteen years old and is currently studying in the county government, and will not be able to come back for a while; The second nephew Wu Shouhe and niece Wu Duanrong are still at home. They are very curious about this fairy uncle who goes out all the year round and rarely comes home, and Shouhe is older and a little more stable; Duanrong, who was only eight years old, couldn't help but grab Wu Jie's sleeve and asked him to perform an immortal spell to take a look.

Wu Xie smiled, grabbed a pair of chopsticks casually, and threw them towards the courtyard.

The two chopsticks grew rapidly in the air, stretched out their limbs, and when they landed, they had already become two Tsing Yi boys. One person is peeling the three strings, the other is playing the huqin, and the music is decent.

This wonderful fairy art immediately attracted everyone's attention, and when the song was finished, the two little guys turned back into chopsticks and returned to the table, Duanrong and Shouhe were impatient to take a chopstick each, and looked at it again and again, wanting to see how such a small chopstick became a big living person.

"Hey, Ah Jie, you haven't used this immortal art before. Why are you interested this time?" Wu Cheng, who already had a long beard and looked like a steady middle-aged man, asked curiously.

"Immortals also have a variety of different realms, and I couldn't use this kind of spell in front of me before."

"Oh? In this way, Ah Jie, you are a very powerful immortal now?"

"There is no end to learning, and so is the road to immortality. I can only say that I am more powerful than before, but if I want to say that I am a very powerful immortal, it is not enough. ”

"Okay, okay, it's rare for Ah Xie to go home, so don't talk about these boring things!" Old Madam Wu interrupted the brothers' chat, and asked with some expectation and some worry, "Ah Xie, how long can you stay when you come back this time?"

Wu Xie looked at his mother's eyes, then looked at his father and brother who stopped the chopsticks, and smiled.

"The child has asked Xianmen for a long vacation, and this time when he comes back, he wants to be filial piety in front of the two elders!"