The spiritual power lamp in the flying boat emitted a soft and comfortable yellow and white light, Han Jiangyun found a position near the window and sat down, he exhaled a long breath, the increase of spiritual power on his physical fitness was obvious and strong, every step out, he could jump a few meters, most mortals could only sigh when they saw such a speed.

"Child, can I sit next to you?" a kind old man asked kindly, "Old man wants to see the night view of Jiufeng outside this window, do you know that this is the largest immortal cultivation city with the richest market atmosphere in the land dominated by the Han Ming Immortal Cultivation Realm?"

Han Jiangyun nodded politely, and the old man sat on his seat with a smile, looking at the scenery outside the window, his eyes were full of emotion.

"Child, do you know what kind of world the Flowing Cloud Realm was before the current Ninth Peak Peak Lord Wei Mingyuan took over here?"

Han Jiangyun was a little helpless, but the flying boat that usually arrived on the mountain in about a quarter of an hour seemed to be extremely slow today.

"I don't know. Han Jiangyun replied honestly.

"Then let me tell you, you just came to the Flowing Cloud Realm, I'm afraid you still can't understand what kind of genius Wei Mingyuan is. ”

"Then Mr. Lao will explain it to me!"

The old man cleared his throat and said in that kind of voice unique to the old man: "Many years ago, the ninth peak was the same as other cities in the Han Ming Immortal Cultivation Realm, and the immortals were separated from each other, and if mortals did not have the protection of immortal cultivators, they would easily be bullied, and a large number of traditional immortal cultivators refused to communicate with the mortal world, and the only thing they knew about the outside world was a few trials of going down the mountain. ”

"At that time, the Ninth Peak Peak Master was the same as dozens or hundreds of generations of Peak Masters in the past, using traditional methods to manage the Flowing Cloud Realm and the Ninth Peak, but this approach was not right, or he was being abandoned by this era. The old man sighed: "Wei Dao people traveled all over the world when they were young, and at the same time they also had a very shocking understanding of the outside world, he found that the barbarian cultivators in the Western Regions were originally followers of my Han Ming immortal cultivation world, but when he personally traveled to the surrounding countries of Han Ming, he found that the immortal cultivation world there was extremely prosperous, many immortal cultivators and mortals have a special trading market, and even the Heavenly Saint Empire and the Ruzhen Dynasty in the northeast of the empire have begun to have an elite army composed of immortal cultivators secretly!"

"And these changes are also the reason for the long-term urgency of the Han Ming border pass in those years, although the quality of the immortal cultivators in the border pass in the Han Ming Immortal Cultivation Realm is high, but the number is far less than that of the enemy cultivators outside the Saiwai, so during that time, Jin Dan died one after another in the yellow sand, and the foundation refining monks were killed in large numbers. The old man's eyes flashed, and he said: "And at that time, your master Wei Daoren happened to be at the border pass, at that time, he was already at the peak of the middle stage of Jindan, he killed countless enemies, and the imperial envoy flew to cut the enemy's head within the thousand troops, and killed the 30,000 mortal enemy troops under the northwest border pass under the city, 5,000 Zhuji and six Jindan monks fled in fear, so far he has a name of Quanqing Ghost Sword in the border pass, but when the enemy hears this name, he will panic. ”

"Then why did he come back to be the master of this peak later?" Han Jiangyun frowned and asked, "Since he is so powerful, why do you want to come back, if he withdraws, won't the hundreds of thousands of soldiers stationed in the northwest border pass be unguarded?"

"Kid is stupid, I'm a monk of the Han Ming Immortal Realm, how can there be only one person who is your master, Wei Daoren?" the old man gently knocked on Han Jiangyun's head and said dissatisfiedly.

"He saw the internal problems of our Han Ming Immortal Cultivation Realm, so after breaking through to the Jindan Great Perfection, he came to compete for the position of the peak master of the ninth peak. When the old man said this, he laughed, his eyes were full of reminiscence, he touched his beard, and continued: "There are two True Monarchs in the early stage of the Yuan Infant and several powerful monks who forcibly suppressed themselves in the Jindan Great Perfection who are vying for the position of the peak master, and the details of the battle between these people and your master are not much to say, you just need to remember that the battle was very surprising, but it was convincing." In short, since then, he has been the first monk to be honored as the master of the Nine Peaks of the Quanqing Palace with the Jindan realm, and after taking office, he formulated what he saw and heard into a reform plan, which almost rolled up a monstrous influence at that time, and it was terrifying, and countless people said that he had defiled the ancestral traditions, ruined the difference between immortals and mortals since ancient times, and even directly expected him to fail. ”

"What is the result?" Han Jiangyun asked curiously, "What is the result?"

"As a result, the two of us were able to share a public flying boat today, and we were able to enjoy the spectacular and gorgeous night view of Jiufeng City while chatting in harmony. The old man sighed with emotion: "Your master is indeed a masterpiece of a generation... Therefore, as his apprentice, you should be the first person to open your eyes to the world in this huge Hamming territory!"

Han Jiangyun nodded ignorantly, he didn't understand who this old man was, but he didn't expect it to be an ordinary person.

"I don't know the old man's name, I am not very grateful for this teaching today, if I come to Japan..."

"You are mainly an immortal cultivator now, you don't need to engage in those red tape, it is for those officials and masters in the imperial court, if you go back in the future, it will be too late to pick up this again." The old man smiled, the wrinkles on his face and his goatee were old, but they were refreshing.

"Old man Xia Zhongming, known as the Broken Stream Layman, if you want to know anything else, ask your unobtrusive master to go, you tell that kid for me, tell him to have a snack, the wind outside the plug is about to pass the gate of heaven again!" The old man smiled, then got up, waved his sleeves, the flying boat hatch quietly opened, and in a flicker, the old man disappeared, leaving only a black flag lying in Han Jiangyun's palm.

Han Jiangyun smashed his mouth, this old man is obviously also extraordinary, and he is absolutely scary with a high seniority, otherwise how could he dare to call Wei Dao a boy?

Who are the people of Weidao?

He is the head of tens of thousands of monks, and he is the top monk in charge of hundreds of thousands of people and a small world.

Xia Zhongming, a monk who broke off the stream... Han Jiangyun remembered this name deeply in his heart, this old man would not come to him for no reason, there were too many details, he couldn't figure it out, so he could only go to his master the next day to ask what was going on, anyway, the old man had also told him and asked him to bring a message to Wei Daoren.

It's strange to say, since Xia Zhongming left the flying boat, it was only a few breaths that the flying boat descended to the ground.

Han Jiangyun walked out of the cabin quickly, and when he returned to the door of the cave, it was already completely dark.

At the foot of the mountain, in the middle of Jiufeng City, one after another floating phantoms with a height of tens to hundreds of zhang were constantly repeating all kinds of advertisements.

One of the most eye-catching is a beautiful woman who is dressed gracefully and gorgeously, and is as beautiful as a fairy.

This woman Han Jiangyun knew, and she was shared with her classmates when they showed him the contact magic device they carried.

Her name is Sideburns Yunji, and she is a relatively famous female cultivator in the Han Ming Dynasty immortal cultivation world, not only beautiful and moving in appearance, but also proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

"This girl is so pretty... I didn't expect to come to Jiufeng City to hold a guqin recital, I'm afraid that the entire Jiufeng City will be boiling at that time..."Han Jiangyun muttered.

At this time, a large piece of cloth quietly draped over him.

It was Han Yun.

"The young master came back so late today, the academy ended school early, why did he come back so late?" Han Yun said as he carefully tied the belt for Han Jiangyun.

Han Jiangyun suddenly sighed for no reason, this sigh came so suddenly that even he didn't expect it.

"I met a weird guy after school today, but it's nothing... Let's go back, this mountain wind is very cold, your body is no better than me, and you can't stand the cold. It's ridiculous that Han Jiangyun, a child who is only six years old, speaks in a tone like an adult.

Back in the room, after dinner, Han Jiangyun tiredly soaked in the big bath, Han Yun still dressed in the water as before, scrubbing Han Jiangyun's body.

"The young master seems to be very tired today, I will move faster so that you can go to bed earlier. Han Yun said softly, "Young Master, raise your hand." ”

Han Jiangyun obediently raised his hand and turned to face Han Yun, who was not much taller than him.

Looking at the clothes clinging to Han Yun's body, Han Jiangyun didn't know what he was thinking, and said in a ghostly manner: "Take off this dress, I see that you are uncomfortable, hot and damp, I'm afraid you're going to get sick." ”

Han Yun was stunned for a moment, and his ruddy face, which was originally fumigated by the heat, became more and more red.

"Young master, it's okay for me, it's not uncomfortable. Han Yun increased the intensity of scrubbing.

But Han Jiangyun pursed his lips indifferently and said, "You can sleep with me now, you will be my wife in a few years, so what's embarrassing." ”

Han Yun gritted his teeth and shook his head vigorously.

Han Jiangyun seemed to have a normal tendon in his head at this time, and suddenly began to feel ashamed, what he did just now, what he said, wasn't it the kind of shameless disciple in Mr. Bai's mouth?

"Ahem, ahem... Han Yun... I was joking just now..."Han Jiangyun said with great embarrassment: "I'm only six years old, where can I really think about these things?"

Han Yun's face was red and hot, her eyes flashed with tears, and she said with a little choked up: "Young Master, although I am your personal maid, you can't be so light on me... Even if... Even if I may be your concubine in the future..."

As soon as Han Jiangyun heard this, the shame in his heart became even more unbearable, how could the words just now come out of his mouth?

Is it a ghost?

He was so anxious that he plunged into the pool, Han Yun saw it, and he panicked, and hurriedly went to pull this ancestor.

"What are you doing?!" Han Yun was a little anxious: "What are you doing, you are still young, when you grow up... When you grow up, don't worry about these things!"

When Han Jiangyun heard this, he was even more ashamed in his heart, he was still a scholar like Mr. Bai, and now he completely lost the face of their old Han family, so he was even more embarrassed to get out of the water, but he resisted Han Yun vigorously, one desperately pulled up, and the other desperately sank down.

In the end, this farce ended when Han Jiangyun couldn't hold his breath and was fished out of the water directly by Han Yun.

Looking at Han Jiangyun, whose face was flushed and his brain was burned by hot water, Han Yun sighed helplessly, why did his little master want to see a woman's body when he was only six years old.

Just thinking about it, Han Yun seemed to remember something, and subconsciously looked down, and his face suddenly turned crimson.

It was the little lotus that showed its sharp horns, but the dragonfly that stayed there would have to wait a few more years before it could fly to its head......