Jiang Fan, the disciple of the Fengshenmen mentioned above, took three naughty lotus root people down the mountain to experience together. They slept all the way to Zhongzhou, the capital of the Tang Kingdom.

Every night, Jiang Fan drew time charms on the three lotus root people, and then hung them on the tree with a rope to surround him in a triangle. In this way, it can be used as a shade, secondly, it can repel mosquitoes, and most importantly, it can prevent lotus root people from running around and causing trouble.

The three lotus root people did not stop for a moment, they were still playing with each other when they were hung in the air, competing for mosquitoes. Jiang Fan spread a cloth on the ground, wrapped it as a pillow, and soon fell asleep soundly.

In the daytime, the three lotus root people are as energetic as ever. The half-immortal pushed the chubby lotus root stone and rolled around on the road. The mourning standard stood on top of the stone, holding a wooden stick and commanding. Jiang Fan has long been accustomed to this, and walked leisurely on the side.

Suddenly, there was an exclamation on the road ahead. It turned out that two boulders suddenly fell from the mountain, and they were about to crash into a group of carriages. Two strong men jumped out of the convoy and smashed the boulder separately.

Gravel fell beside the carriage and frightened the horses. The frightened horse dragged the wagon on a rampage on the road, making it dangerous. The coachman in the carriage kept tugging to no avail, and he was thrown out instead.

The girl in the carriage was very calm and calm, and she was about to make a move to submit the horse. At this moment, a figure quickly skimmed by, and then rode on the frightened horse. It turned out to be Jiang Fan, only to see him clamp his feet hard, pull the reins with his right hand, and keep caressing the horse's back with his left hand. The horse, which had been mad, slowly stopped.

Jiang Fan fixed the horse and looked back. A flowery, moon-looking, otherworldly girl stepped down from the carriage. Jiang Fan took a closer look and found that the girl's forehead actually had two protruding tentacles, and said secretly in his heart: "Could it be the legendary dragon clan?" ”

The girl also looked at Jiang Fan, and then politely gave Jiang Fan a look: "Gongzi Xie helped!" Jiang Fan jumped off the horse and returned a salute: "Raise your hands, you don't have to be polite!" A carriage caught up behind, and a man with a lofty instrument came down, and went straight to the girl, greeting with concern. learned that it was Jiang Fan who helped, and saluted him again to thank him.

At this time, the two strong men who smashed the falling rocks also caught up. The girl generously introduced Jiang Fan: "See the horn on my forehead, my name is Ao Xue, and I am from Dragon Palace City in the East China Sea." Then he pointed to a strong man who also had horns on his forehead: "He is also from the Dragon Clan, and his name is Ao Chong." Then Ao Xue walked to the side of the man in Qiyu Xuanang: "This is called Yu Xingchen, from the West Sea Siren City, and the one next to him is Yu Shenye." ”

Jiang Fan politely bowed one by one, and then said: "Under Jiang Fan, he is a disciple of the Divine Sect." Everyone couldn't help but be a little surprised when they heard that the unattractive man in front of them was actually from the Fengshen Sect. Fengshenmen belongs to the hidden world, and there are very few disciples who go out to practice. But the reputation is huge, after all, he is the descendant of the gods who ushered in a new era in the War of the Gods, which is enough to be respected.

Everyone immediately looked at Jiang Fan differently, and those who could walk on behalf of the birth of the Fengshenmen were by no means ordinary people. It's just that the three lotus root people scoffed at this and shouted in lotus root language: "It's just a stupid disciple!" "Yes, the stupidest disciple!" "I'm about to become a stupid disciple of the lotus root!" "Hahaha!" Everyone didn't understand it, thinking that it was some rare beast under Jiang Fan's hands, but they admired it more and more.

After some conversation, it turned out that everyone was going to Zhongzhou, the capital of the country, so they went along the way. Ao Xue asked Jiang Fan: "Did Jiang Gongzi go to Zhongzhou to participate in the trade fair of Cixuan Pavilion?" Jiang Fan: "Well, no, I just want to go to the capital to see it." Ao Xue: "In this case, then you must go and see it, Cixuan Pavilion's annual trade fair gathers all kinds of rare treasures, and many people will come here." Jiang Fan: "Okay." Yu Xingchen was in the carriage behind, and when he saw the two talking happily, he was a little unhappy in his heart, he had always liked Ao Xue.