The first rays of sunlight in the morning fall on the bamboo leaves, and the mottled spots are reflected on the terrace, dispelling away a lot of cold dew.

The steaming rice porridge was noisy in front of Ji Wutong's face, still hesitating to go to Changning Palace. He didn't want to get entangled with the royal family and the family.

Getting ahead is what you want, and living a stable life is what your parents are looking forward to.

"In this life, there are some roads that you choose to take, and some roads that you have to take."

Mo Qingping stretched out in front of the sun, the weather was getting warmer day by day, and his body was getting less and less tired.

"I'd rather go my own way."

Ji Wutong seemed to be talking to himself. From small to large, there is no path that you choose.

"As you walk, you will find that you have no choice, you are forced to move forward."

Mo Qingping shook his head lightly and smiled, the letter sent to the Son of Heaven back then was not the path he chose.

"Sir, why did you say that King Changning invited me to go?" This is a question that Ji Wutong has not thought through last night.

"You fought at the city gate that night, and the immortal cultivators in Wanlang City already knew about it. First, the king of Changning needs to be popular and let people see that the king of Changning is grateful to you. Second, the invitation has been issued, if you don't go, you will slap the king of Changning in the face, and you will offend another king? ”

Mo Qingping chuckled lightly three or two times, closing his eyes and enjoying the sunshine.

"I thought he had a crush on my arrows and fairy roots..."

Ji Wutong was a little embarrassed to say it, he was afraid that he would go to the Changning Palace today and be studied as a monster.

"Boy, there are people outside the world, there are people outside the sky. Do you really think you're the only one special? ”

Mo Qingping opened his eyes and gave Ji Wutong a roll of his eyes.

Under the throne of Changning, not to mention the disciples of Hangu Mountain and Jieren Academy, there are many capable people among the disciples alone.

"Hey, hey..."

Ji Wutong smirked twice, and sat opposite Mo Qingping on both sides of the sand table.

Ji Wutong didn't ask any questions, just watched Mo Qingping pointing on the sand table and listened to Mo Qingping talk about the trend of Kyushu. When Ji Wutong was leaving, Mo Qingping also talked about King Changning.

"No intention for you doesn't mean no intention for Wu Wenlou." Mo Qingping finally left such a sentence.

The sun climbed up three poles, and Ji Wutong left Mo Qingping's small courtyard and walked towards Changning Palace.

Standing in front of the gate of Changning Palace, Ji Wutong was wrapped in the bustle of people coming and going, today is a big feast, and the famous immortals in Wanlang City will come here.

Ji Wutong cautiously avoided these immortals, but the eyes of these immortals did not look away because of Ji Wutong's caution.

After all, this is a young man who was in front of the city gate that night, breaking the mirror and killing the Badan Demon Beast.

"Brother Ji!"

Meng Xuan waved his hand in the crowd and brought Ji Wutong into the Changning Palace.

The grandeur at the gate of the palace Ji Wutong didn't have time to see clearly, but he remembered that there were eight layers of jade stone steps alone.

In order to avoid the gazes, Ji Wutong hurriedly followed Meng Xuan to the palace.

Although it has just entered spring, the palace is already full of flowers and green trees. Not far away is a pool of clear water, and there are countless pavilions and pavilions on the blue water.

On the side of the clear water is a series of small courtyards, not to mention the elegance, and the flowers and strange stones embellished are even more eye-catching.

Today's banquet was held on a high platform beside the clear water, and it was already full of guests.

Most of the people who came were casual cultivators. The very few who remained are the children of Hangushan and Jiaoren Academy.

Except for Meng Xuan and Sun Zizai, Ji Wutong didn't know anyone else. On the contrary, he didn't see Yu Moyang, the eldest disciple of Hangu Mountain.

Surrounded by the crowd, Ji Wutong finally met the king of Changning, the lord of Longzhou.

In addition to the brocade clothes on his body and the crown on his head, the kind eyes of the king of Changning who smiled in the crowd did not have the slightest frame of being crowned king, let alone being high.

Walking around the immortals, talking and laughing, he looked like a middle-aged big brother, stroking his beard and changing cups with others at the banquet.

"Season... Ji Xianshi, right? ”

King Changning thought about it for a long time with a wine glass, and came to Ji Wutong's table with a smile.

"Meet the King of Changning." Ji Wutong hurriedly got up and bowed.

"No formality, no formality. You're all used to laughing at the mountains. ”

King Changning gently patted Ji Wutong on the shoulder and smiled.

"Little immortals, although Wuwenlou is not an orthodox immortal, but the battle at the city gate that night shows its strength. We in Longzhou, we are still indispensable to the efforts of you scattered cultivators, everyone is a person who has embarked on the immortal path, and you also have a responsibility to protect the people. ”

King Changning raised his wine glass and looked around, these words were not only for Ji Wutong, but also for the scattered cultivators present.

"Does the little immortal think what I said is right or wrong?" King Changning turned his head and smiled at Ji Wutong.

Ji Wutong is very clear about the rules of Wuwenlou, and if you don't chase one of the three, you won't chase the royal family.

Whether it is Wuwenlou or casual cultivation, they all feed themselves, and they are not as good as the orthodox immortals who need to be raised by the land of Longzhou of King Changning. The more scattered cultivation is gathered, the more the strength of the orthodox immortals in Longzhou will be preserved.

This Mo Qingping guessed correctly again. For many years, no one had ever seen the twenty-two immortals of Wuwenlou shoot at the same time, but that night in order to save Ji Wutong, Wuwenlou did his best.

Zhang Shanyou's abacus is louder than anyone else's, instead of wooing this golden abacus, King Changning should start with this Ji Wutong, who attracted all the immortals of Wuwenlou.

Such a question is not only asking Ji Wutong's attitude, but also asking Wuwenlou's attitude.

"I have shallow knowledge, I only know that I shouldn't see death and not save it, and as for the contribution, I am not completely fighting with demon beasts, so that the people can eat and drink well is also a contribution."

Ji Wutong came as soon as he opened his mouth, this is Mo Qingping's words to help him push the performance in the morning, I didn't expect it to be so easy to use.

"It's good! That's good! Feel free, little fairies feel free! ”

King Changning shook his wine glass and walked away, and Ji Wutong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

During this banquet, the cup was pushed and changed, and it was extremely noisy. Ji Wutong couldn't bear it, but in half an hour, he ran out of the Changning Palace.

took a hard breath of the air outside the palace, and planned to go to the woods outside the city, presumably Yu Moyang had already arrived.

Outside the city, there are no clouds, and there are people busy planting seeds in the fields, and children frolicking on the ridges.

"King Changning didn't invite you to his feast?"

Ji Wutong came to the woods and saw Yu Moyang leaning against the tree, yawning for a while.

"This feast was originally specially invited to you cultivators, and it's my business." Yu Moyang twisted his neck, it seemed that he had been waiting in the woods for a long time.

"Why do you look tired? The banquets of the royal palace are generally delicacies from the mountains and seas, and the piano is shining. Yu Moyang looked at Ji Wutong sitting a little listlessly under the tree.

"It's your business." The more Ji Wutong thought about it, the more scared he became. If it weren't for Mo Qingping's deduction, if his answer was slightly biased, it would be to put Wuwenlou on fire.

Yu Moyang laughed twice after listening to Ji Wutong's answer, shook off his two long sleeves, and was not in a hurry.

"Let's get started." Ji Wutong stood up and took down the big bow behind him and sighed, the battle here was far easier than that of Changning Palace.

The purpose of promising Yu Moyang is to allow him to get a better cultivation, and it is far from enough to fight in his state of mind.

The four statues can't speak, whether they are good or bad can only be perceived by themselves, Ji Wutong needs someone to tell him how he feels about Yingji, a real feeling.

The long sleeves rose in the wind, and the silver light shone on the face.

Since having the teaching of Chang Mingyan's exercises, Ji Wutong no longer stopped and shot, nor did he deliberately keep his distance, but constantly adjusted his position when he was in the air.

Ice and fire are both brushed on their sleeves, and a red color reflects the warm sun.

The moment the red arrow collided with the ice and fire in the sleeve, the wind raged between the branches, but it was only a moment before the red arrow fell downwind.

The fire phoenix frost dragon covers the sky, and the golden light spits out the fire like the morning glow.

The fire phoenix and frost dragon in Yu Moyang's sleeves continued to grow larger, suppressing the flames of the wisps of golden arrows.

The snow fell on the flat ground and instantly turned into smoke, and the purple mist spread the dust.

Suddenly mud flew in the woods. After four moves, Yu Moyang obviously collected his strength and competed with Ji Wutong.

Among these four moves, only the first arrow Ji Wutong had a slight upper hand, and the other three moves were all suppressed by Yu Moyang.

"Your silver arrow seems to have something else to say."

Yu Moyang collected the contents of his sleeve and patted the dirt on his body.

"What do you mean?"

Ji Wutong pinched the silver arrow in his hand, and the warmth was still there.

"At first glance, I felt that it was an immortal force, and when I fought with it, I felt that it was dozens of immortal powers, and it seemed to have a tendency to collapse."

Yu Moyang shook his head, Ji Wutong's current immortal level was still too low, and the arrow collapsed with a little force. It's too late to realize anything.

"What about the other three arrows?"

Ji Wutong nodded, Yu Moyang was the first person to give feedback on the power of the arrow.

"The red arrow is the most powerful, and it seems to be killing with an arrow. The fire of the golden arrow should be related to your immortal power, if your immortal power is higher than mine, I can't suppress the fire. The purple mist of the purple arrows seemed to have the intention of strangulation, and I slowed down. ”

Yu Moyang sat under the tree and said slowly, this is the end of today's competition.

Although Ji Wutong's arrows are too weak compared to himself, these four arrows seem to have a clear purpose, and he has a deep understanding in his heart.

Ji Wutong listened to Yu Moyang's words and fell into deep thought.

"Why don't we make an agreement to be here every afternoon." Yu Moyang grinned, it was very boring to stay in the city after being ordered by the teacher.

"You have nothing to do every day?" Ji Wutong was still thinking hard about the mystery of these four arrows.

"It's your business! See you tomorrow! Yu Moyang laughed, patted his butt and walked out of the woods.

There are some things that you can't figure out, so you have to find them yourself.

Ji Wutong walked slowly into the city, and when he arrived in the city, it was already approaching evening, and the door of Wuwenlou was already crowded with people.

was about to call Xiao Er to serve a meal, but before Ji Wutong could open his mouth, Zhang Shanyou's fat face appeared in front of him.

"Didn't you go to the feast? How did you get dirty? Could it be that he was asked a few words by King Changning at the banquet, and when he fled into the wilderness, he bumped into the eldest disciple of Hangu Mountain and was beaten up? ”

Zhang Shanyou's fat hand fanned in front of his nose, and there was a sour smell of earth.

"Zhang, you still have something to say."

Ji Wutong smiled, listening to the meaning of Zhang Shanyou's words, Zhang Fatzi already knew everything about what happened at today's banquet, and even he knew about it with Yu Moyang.

Zhang Shanyou didn't speak, but pulled the abacus in front of him, crackling for a while, before he stopped his hands and said:

"The matter of the clouds, the matter of the royal family, the matter of today's banquet. I advise you, go your own way, and don't be fooled by the ghosts next to you. With your current immortal level, you're just a little ant. ”

Zhang Shanyou said hehehehe, smiled, shook his abacus and turned his head to greet the guests.

Although the abacus in the hand is urgent, the abacus in the heart must be slow and steady.

The four words of the ghost puzzle are like a stick knocking on Ji Wutong's heart, the way he should go should be to the Qianye Mountain, and he should increase his knowledge.

There are many miscellaneous things in my heart, and it is difficult to travel far.

A meal was served, and as Wu Anrao's singing gradually rose, the diners around him were extremely noisy, but Ji Wutong's heart was as quiet as a rock at the moment.