Yang Yuhe wanted to know more about Qingfeng Dao Chang, why didn't he have other bad intentions, but curiosity was at work.

"Brother, what realm is Master? Is it an immortal? ”

Wang Dong. “······”

Regarding the division of the realm of cultivation, Wang Dong still knew it from Yang Yuhe, when he was in Abbot Mountain before, Wang Dong only knew about cultivation, and followed Master Qingfeng Dao to learn some small spells to exorcise evil spirits and pray for blessings.

As for what kind of cultivation realm Qingfeng Dao Master is, Wang Dong really doesn't know.

"Do you know the origin of Master's teachings?"

Looking at the mountains, watching the water, and sitting on oneself, do you need a teacher?

Wang Dong didn't think about this problem.

Wang Dong continued. “······”

What to ask, Wang Dong didn't know anything, Yang Yuhe wanted to ask Wang Dong something simple. "Brother, Master, how old is he?"

“······” Wang Dong still can't answer Yang Yuhe's question.

Yang Yuhe couldn't help but be a little annoyed. "And what do you know?"

"I know as much as you do."

"You're not curious?"

"Curious about what?"

Oh, yes!

What is there to be curious about two people who have been together for more than ten years.

Since he couldn't ask anything, Yang Yuhe's lush curiosity could only be silenced temporarily.

With the dragon's descendant leading the way, Wang Dong and the others returned to the cave at a significantly faster speed than when they went down the mountain.

Returning to the open space in front of the cave, Ling Hule found a corner, sat next to Cheng Fuyao and watched himself, Wang Dong and Yang Yuhe signaled the descendants of the dragon to be quieter, so as not to disturb Ling Hule and the others to practice.

The heir of the dragon led Shui Meng and the foal to play, Wang Dong and Yang Yuhe held hands and found a place to sit down, and the two settled together.

Time flies, and it will not slow down at all because of the fervent plea of human beings.

Time is even more precious to cultivators, and it always passes quietly in the cultivation of cultivators, leaving no trace except for taking away their disappeared life time.

Soon the afternoon flew away in the joy of the dragon's heirs, the water and the foals, and in the unwitting settlement of Wang Dong and others.

If it weren't for the sudden arrival of Feishu, Yang Yuhe, who woke up in the settlement, and Wang Dong, who was in the meditation, was awakened. Maybe the two of them will be the same as everyone else, immersed in the meditation all the time, and they don't know if they will wake up from the meditation late at night or tomorrow.

Feishu was written by the sect master of the Huashan Sword Sect himself, and he told Yang Yuhe that Yang Yuhe's mother, the goddess in front of the West Queen Mother's seat on Kunlun Mountain, missed her daughter, and the goddess asked Yang Xun to send Yang Yuhe to Kunlun Mountain to live for a few days.

Yang Xun asked Yang Yuhe to return to Huashan immediately, and he would arrange for someone to send Yang Yuhe to Kunlun Mountain as soon as possible.

Yang Yuhe and Wang Dong have been together day and night these days, the most emotional moment, Yang Yuhe does not want to leave Wang Dong. Wang Dong comforted Yang Yuhe, if the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight.

For more than 20 years, Yang Yuhe only went to Kunlun Mountain to live for half a year when she was six or seven years old, and she has actually been thinking about her mother in her heart, but she knows that Kunlun Mountain is not something that can be gone casually, so she has always buried her thoughts about her mother deep in her heart.

This time, her mother asked her to go to Kunlun Mountain, the opportunity was rare, and she didn't want to give up.

"I want Xiaolong to come with me."

Knowing that Wang Dong didn't have time, Yang Yuhe could only retreat.

"I don't have a problem, I just hope we can convince Xiaolong."

"Let's go find them."

Because there was a well-behaved and obedient Shui Meng, Wang Dong and Yang Yuhe found the descendants of the dragon not far behind the mountain.

Yang Yuhe told the descendants of the dragon that he wanted the descendants of the dragon to accompany him to Kunlun Mountain, and the descendants of the dragon, who were reluctant to get off from the Hot Wheels, were a little reluctant.

Wang Dong told the descendants of the dragon that he wanted to walk on his trip to Yudong Mansion and take a look at the different scenery outside Sanshan County by the way.

Since it was walking, it meant that there was no place for Hot Wheels, and the descendants of the dragon who were strongly interested in Hot Wheels agreed to accompany Yang Yuhe to Kunlun. But he has one condition, which is that Shui Meng and the foal accompany him.

Shui Mengmeng had a very good time with the descendants of the dragon in the past two days, and the brother-sister relationship between the two was getting stronger day by day, and Shui Mengmeng didn't want to be separated from the descendants of the dragon, nor did she want to be separated from Wang Dong.

She glanced at Wang Dong and the heir of the dragon, and didn't know what she should choose for a while.

Wang Dong had no choice but to help her choose. "Mengmeng, you better go with Xiaolong! He doesn't listen to what your Aunt Yuhe sometimes says, you can help your Aunt Yuhe take care of Xiaolong. ”

In this regard, Shui Meng was a little excited and a little reluctant. "Dad, Meng Meng will miss you."

As for the foal, it can't speak, it can't express its thoughts correctly, and it can only go with the flow.

Early the next morning, everyone had breakfast together and went their separate ways, and even Tong Mingshan was arranged by Gan Ming to go back to Huashan to get the materials used to build the refining room.

Only Gan Ming was afraid that if he was not careful, the waterhole would disappear, so he carefully guarded the waterhole.

The rest of the people flew away, and only Wang Dong went down the mountain at the walking speed of a normal person after saying goodbye to Gan Ming.

Walking 100 miles every day, Wang Dong walked nearly 200 miles in two days. Along the way, there are courtyards of large families with blue bricks and white walls, and there are also low-rise mud and straw houses with air leaks.

It was getting dark, and there were already a few curling clouds of smoke in front of me.

There were about forty or fifty households in the village, which was not much different from the other villages Wang Dong had encountered on the road, most of them were mud and straw houses that could only provide some shelter from the wind and rain, and there were only two or three tall and bright brick houses.

There were two big locust trees next to the dirt road at the head of the village, and under the trees, there were three or five thin children in ragged clothes and vegetables playing with their faces.

Only a slightly older girl, after running some way towards the village, hesitated to stop. From afar, he looked at Wang Dong carefully, and saw that his strange outfit and good-looking face were very similar to the immortals in the old people in the village.

The little girl reflexively and boldly took a few steps back, and met Wang Dong under the big locust tree.

"You're a god?"

The king shook his head.

Seeing Wang Dong denying that he was a god, the little girl was very frustrated.

Wang Dong couldn't help but be a little curious. "Little sister, do you have anything to do with the immortals?"

Tears formed in the little girl's sad eyes. "You're not a god, I can't tell you."

"Why?"

"Mother won't let me say."

Wang Dong thought about it, the sword immortal can barely be regarded as an immortal. "I have a friend who is a fairy ······"

The little girl said earnestly. "Where are your friends? Far from here? ”

"It's not too far, there is something important, he can get here in the middle of the night."

The little girl's eyes were full of hope and excitement. "Then can you call your fairy friend here?"

Wang Dong shook his head again.

The little girl's rising hope was immediately shattered, and her tears flowed uncontrollably, and she pleaded with Wang Dong. "You call your fairy friend to save Sister Xiao Chai! Sister Xiaochai will be eaten by Ning Ming Daxian tomorrow, so you can call your fairy friend! If your fairy friend saves Sister Xiaochai, I would rather be a maid for you for the rest of your life. ”