Chapter 22. Bringing people to a seat(1)
"Great Elder!" Yan San was very unwilling, "I know that Miss Yan is a distinguished guest of the Yan family, so I will make amends to her." But the secret realm of the Yan family has long been stipulated, and all the monks of the Yan family are qualified to enter, why can you deprive us of the right to enter the secret realm for the sake of two wastes and ordinary people! β
"Yes! Great Elder, you can't just make such a distinction between public and private because of the patriarch! β
"That's right! This punishment is too heavy, as for it......" The rest of the Yan family also began to talk, looking at Yan Fenghuan as they spoke.
Yankong couldn't see their thoughts, and he sneered: "Heavy? You should be glad that the patriarch is not here today, otherwise even your cultivation will have to be abolished for you! You can go and ask your master, can she still enter the secret realm now? Can you still practice any Yan family techniques? β
The patriarchs of the Yan family have been like protecting their cubs, each one is crazier than the other, just the last time Li Yuhui had to put it aside, her bones in the mass graveyard were rotten for several rounds.
Later, although Yan Fenghuan let her go, Yan Jing was not easy to get along with, and this time the Yan family was also temporarily let him take over because Yan Jing took over Li Yuhui's power.
Just say that these people are still kept in the dark by Li Yuhui's pretense, they are simply a group of fools who think that they can be good by patting their ass!
After Yan Kong finished speaking, she found that Yan Fenghuan's figure had already wandered to the side of the cliff, and Yan Lianyue and Shen Mingzhi were also standing not far behind her, talking about something.
He was stunned for a moment, too lazy to say anything more to Yan San, leaving a faint hum and leaving with his sleeves brushed up.
Apparently the idea has been made.
Yan San's faces can be described as wonderful, I didn't expect Yan Fenghuan's "value" to be so high? Is the patriarch so important?
Although their hearts were cold, they really couldn't accept Yankong's punishment, so they secretly looked at each other a few times, and several people rushed forward together, wanting to confront Yankong and Yankong again.
However, he had just taken a few steps forward.
Suddenly, the mountains shook, so that they could not hold their bodies at all, and they planted straight ahead. When I got up again, the rattan trunk that covered the sky and the sun was like a huge wave, and it swooped like a "extinguishment".
The pupils of several people dilated rapidly, and they crawled back a few steps with their farts and urine flowing.
However, when it was about to "submerge" the cliff, the speed of the vines slowed down, and finally gently connected to the edge of the cliff, winding into a huge long bridge.
The long bridge crosses the forest sea and the rushing river, and the other end reaches the gate of the playing field.
And here, impartiality starts right at the feet of Yan Fenghuan.
The bridge deck is about three meters wide, with a gentle slope that stretches for two or three thousand meters, and although there are no railings, it is definitely a feast for the eyes.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Yan San and several people turned pale with fright, and fear and remorse surged at the same time.
Where is this Yan Fenghuan without spiritual power, and with such a big movement at this time, they can't even detect the fluctuation of spiritual power on Yan Fenghuan's body!
Shen Mingzhi exclaimed: "It is worthy of Miss Yan!" This sea of forests and the long river are extremely aggressive, we can't avoid them, and you can drive them at will. β
Wood monks generally use spiritual power to spawn plants as a means of control and attack.
Because if you want to drive and control the original plants in the world, it will be extremely laborious, and it can be said that you can get twice the result with half the effort.
However, Lin Hai, the natural organ of this secret realm, obeyed her wishes so obediently.
Is this the power of God?
Yan Fenghuan smiled absently, and turned his head to look at Yan Kong: "Bring those little brothers with you." β
Yan Kong was stunned for a moment, then he turned his head and walked back, and glanced at a few people indifferently: "Follow me." β
Yan San and the others wanted to beg for mercy from Yan Kong again, but when they saw Yan Fenghuan's hand again, they were afraid in their hearts and didn't dare to resist, so they naturally nodded busily.
"Let's go, take a walk just in time for the show." Yan Feng said with a smile, and then took the lead on the bridge.
The people behind followed one after another.
The entire "bridge" is arched, and with each step, you can hear the crunch of rattan rubbing, and the bridge deck will shake slightly up and down.
There is no bridge railing next to it, so it is up to you whether you can stand firm.
About a quarter of the way through, Yan San, who had been following last, suddenly knelt down and trembled like chaff.
It was probably a very strong wind in the air, even if he had knelt down and lowered his center of gravity, his body was still shaky, and he saw his hands grasping the rattan under his feet, trying to stabilize himself, but for a moment his lips were already frightened.
Several people behind him also began to tremble: "This, this road is so long......"
Yan Fenghuan turned his head to look at Yan San and the others at this time, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?" β
"Yan, Miss, we, can we not go?" Yan San asked with a stiff smile on his face and a flattering tone.
"How's that going to work? Don't you want to join in the celebration feast? I'll just take a few people with me, don't be so polite! β
Several people felt dizzy when they heard this.
This is not yet the highest point, they are already mad at the rudimentary, fragile bridge.
If they go to the highest point, they don't need anyone to make a move, and they can be lifted down by a gust of mountain wind at will.
And I don't know if Yan Fenghuan is deliberate, this bridge is really terrifying!
Although it is more than three meters wide, it stretches for so long that when you walk up, it feels like walking on a steel rope.
The rattan under his feet carried the weight of several people, but it was very thin, as if it would break at any moment.
Several people fought with their teeth, and finally Yan San took the lead, and several people trembled and kowtowed like Yan Fenghuan: "Miss Yan, please forgive us for our ignorance offense, we really know that we are wrong, you can spare us!" β
Yan Fenghuan suddenly realized: "Do you think I am deliberately rectifying you? β
"Villain, dare not ......"
If Yan Fenghuan is not a rectification, they can take their heads down and kick them as a ball! But where does Yan San dare to tell the truth?
Yan Fenghuan waved his hand: "It's really a misunderstanding!" I just watched Satsuki walk steadily next to me, thinking that you monks should be fine. β
The two monks next to him who had already mobilized their spiritual power to protect themselves and were not bad at cultivating (Yankong and Shen Mingzhi): "......"
I always felt that something was not right.
Yan San didn't understand it when he heard this, Yan Fenghuan was actually begging for Yan Lonely Moon!
His face changed, and he immediately admitted his mistake, kowtowed in the direction of Yan Silent Moon, and said, "Young Master Silent Moon! Master Silent Moon! I'm blinded by lard! You don't remember the villain, the prime minister can hold the boat in his belly, forgive me this time! β
The four people in the back also did the same, and quickly begged for mercy.
Yan Ningyue frowned and moved away, and looked at Yan Fenghuan silently.
"Alright, get up." Yan Fenghuan raised his hand lightly at those people.
Several people were instantly lifted up by a force, and their feet were still trembling.
At the same timeβ
The forest sea under the bridge suddenly stretched out dozens of branches, about three people hugging each other.
When approaching, countless tiny tentacles stretch out from the top of the branch, which are close to the bottom of the bridge like palms, and firmly support the bridge deck.
Countless rattan strips were layered on top of each other at the bottom of the bridge, filling the gaps.
On both sides of the bridge extend a half-human-high, slightly convex balustrade, made up of rattan and green leaves, on which they wind their regular and unique patterns.
The ends stretched out, and many small milky white flowers bloomed, and the tips of everyone's noses swept through a quiet fragrance of flowers.
The wind blowing in the sky was also slowed down by something, and even the hems of everyone's clothes couldn't be moved.
Everyone: "......"
So what I said just now was really deliberate!
If they hadn't seen these two bridges with their own eyes, who would have believed that they were the same?
Although none of them can achieve anything, it is good that there is no comparison, once there is, this first obvious "shoddy" is even very perfunctory.
Even Shen Mingzhi used spiritual power to protect himself halfway through to keep him stable.
And now on the bridge in front of them, everyone present dares to pat their chests and promise that even if hundreds of people are called, they will jump on the bridge deck day and night, and there will be no creaking sound like just now!
Not to mention that it can also break people's psychological defenses.
"Let's keep walking." Yan Feng said with a smile, and looked at Yan San and the others as he spoke, "I really want to take you to the celebration banquet." β
With that, she continued to walk slowly towards the playing field.
Yan Jingyue followed silently.
Shen Mingzhi and the two stopped in place, and when Yan Fenghuan walked away, Shen Mingzhi looked at Yan Fenghuan's back and sighed softly: "Miss Yan is really enviable......
Yan Kong nodded in agreement, even if he was also a member of the Yan family, he couldn't help but envy the good luck of Yan Lianyue.
The people on the side wished that they were invisible.
But the last few people still didn't dare to return without permission, so they had to follow the end in fear and walk towards the playing field together.
On the road after that, the feet were like walking on the ground, but the expressions of several people were even more decadent, like defeated roosters.
All the way to the end without any waves.
A beautifully long bridge with a very gentle slope to the ground, and the group effortlessly reached the front door of the playing field.
As soon as they stepped off the bridge, the vines, branches, and flowers began to retreat quietly, and soon returned to the forest without a trace.
I couldn't see the power of the previous spanning several kilometers.
The gray-black gate of the playing field was open, and many people were waiting in line, including the military, the Yan family, and the Lingwu Bureau.
Shen Mingzhi hurriedly stepped forward to explain the situation, and a trace of surprise flashed on the faces of the people led by the military, and then the entire queue moved neatly and saluted here, and Yan Fenghuan was stunned.
Yan Lianyue saluted back beside her and watched them leave in an orderly manner.
Then, Yan Lianyue turned around and explained to Yan Fenghuan slightly: "That was the etiquette of the Chinese military just now. β
Yan Fenghuan was a little surprised, and then nodded thoughtfully.
The others also dispersed one after another, still muttering about the spectacular spectacle that had just begun.
Shen Mingzhi walked back and said to Yan Fenghuan at the front: "Miss Yan, I'll show you the way next!" β
Yan Fenghuan smiled and nodded, "Okay." β
Next, the group entered the door without any problems.
With Shen Mingzhi's leadership, they passed all the checkpoints without inspection all the way, and no one dared to come to trouble again.
Shen Mingzhi introduced as he walked: "This secret realm was just discovered by Huaguo, and it is thanks to you." β
What's wrong with her again? Yan Feng laughed: "Oh? β