The sky has just dawned, and the Yunhai Mountain Range is still shrouded in clouds and mist, and the five peaks of Lingyun, Sunset, Bixiu, Qingming and Dawn are full of shadows, and it is impossible to see the true face.

It was already early winter, and the early morning chill in the mountain was pressing, but on a floating cloud stone platform in the Qingying Peak, there were already people practicing swordsmanship, and the sharp blade broke through the air to tear through the barrier of the white mist, constantly making a gentle snort.

In fact, at this moment in Yunhaimen, there are countless disciples who get up early to practice martial arts and sword practice, and if they want to gain a foothold in the sect or even climb step by step, they will undoubtedly have to make great efforts.

No matter how strong the talent is, there can be no lack of diligence.

"Senior Brother Wei!"

Suddenly, a sturdy figure swept up the floating cloud stone platform and greeted the young man who was practicing his sword.

This teenager is none other than Wei Changfeng.

Hearing the voice, he paused and stabilized his figure, shook out a beautiful sword flower with the sword in his right hand, and then skillfully returned the sword into the box, clasped his fists and saluted: "Senior Brother Wei is early!"

The person who came was Wei Changfeng's senior brother Wei Yande, and he sighed and said, "Little junior brother, you are really diligent enough. ”

Since the opening of Fengyun Danfang three months ago, Wei Changfeng has lived back in the Zangfeng Courtyard, practicing martial arts and swordsmanship, and has only gone down the mountain a handful of times, and is undoubtedly the most diligent among all the senior brothers.

Wei Changfeng smiled and asked, "Senior brother, do you have anything to do with me?"

This senior brother is loyal and pure, and if he usually has nothing to do, he never bothers Wei Changfeng.

So there must be something important for him to come over so early today.

"Let me go to the Great Qin Royal Capital?"

When Wei Changfeng knew Wei Yande's intention, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised: "Escort people to the Yanhuang Tomb?"

"That's right"

Wei Yande nodded. A little helplessly, he said, "This task was ordered by Elder Murong. Specify that it's up to you to do it. So I can't say no. ”

The Elder Murong mentioned in Wei Yande's mouth refers to Murong Bo of the Blue Immortal Peak, the Sect Master of the Triple Heaven of the Transformation Gods.

Murong Bo is a rare person in the gate valve of Qingying Peak, born in Yunhai Murong Valve, he is considered an old qualified elder in Yunhai Gate, and he is also a great Dan master.

In Qingming Peak, Murong Bo was famous for his good temper and popularity, when Wei Changfeng apprenticed to Xie Fang. He also once said that he wanted to participate in the opening ceremony of Fengyun Danfang, but later only sent a disciple over.

But this is definitely not a reason for Wei Changfeng to refuse.

Originally, Xie Fang closed the life and death pass, which had a great impact on Wei Changfeng and other disciples, and the senior brothers were usually cautious in their words and deeds, did not go out lightly, and tried to avoid disputes with others.

If you offend this elder, you may be labeled as a disrespectful teacher!

Wei Changfeng thought for a while and asked, "Senior Brother, do you know why Elder Murong appointed me to go?"

Murong Bo has a lot of disciples, and it stands to reason that if he has any task, he should also send his own disciples. Now that he actually found Wei Changfeng's head, it is inevitable that it will be strange.

Wei Yande hesitated. said: "I don't know the specifics, but I heard that person is a Confucian master of the Wangdu Academy, and he is the son and nephew of Elder Murong, so there may be some other reasons." ”

After a pause, he continued: "Wait a minute, you go to the Yunhe Courtyard, don't lose your courtesy." ”

The Yunhe Courtyard was Murong Bo's residence, only a few hundred steps away from the Zangfeng Courtyard.

Wei Yande was obviously worried that Wei Changfeng was young and vigorous, and it would be bad if he had a conflict with Murong Bo.

Of course, Wei Changfeng understood Wei Yande's scruples, and said with a faint smile: "Senior brother, don't worry, I have something in my heart, and I will go now." ”

Wei Yande was relieved: "That's the best"

Wei Changfeng could see that Wei Yande's pressure was very heavy, the latter had often frowned recently, and obviously there were a lot of things that annoyed him, and they even affected his cultivation.

But this senior brother has never complained in front of his junior brothers and sisters, and has always tried his best to take care of them, how could Wei Changfeng feel no sense in his heart when he saw it?

So even if it wasn't for himself, Wei Changfeng wouldn't offend Murong Bo.

He returned to his room to bathe and change his clothes, changed into a white shirt from the inner door, and then went to the Yunhe Courtyard to meet Murong Bo.

When Wei Changfeng saw Murong Bo, the elder was having breakfast in the small hall.

He stepped forward and saluted, "Disciple Wei Changfeng, meet Elder Murong!"

Murong Bo was already very old, and the wrinkles on his old face were like deep furrows, covered with brown markings, all of which were full of the vicissitudes of time.

But his eyes were still bright, and he put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand and said with a smile: "No need to be polite, have you eaten breakfast? If you haven't eaten, eat some at the old man's place." ”

The elder's smile was amiable, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

Wei Changfeng hurriedly said, "The disciple has already eaten, thank you elder." ”

"Sit down and talk"

Murong Bo motioned to the maid next to him to remove the dishes and chopsticks on the table, and said, "You must be very strange, why did the old man ask you to go to the Qinyang royal capital to pick up people?"

Wei Changfeng said, "I think the elder must have a reason to need his disciples to go. ”

Murong Bo laughed.

He took out a medicine box from his sleeve and handed it to Wei Changfeng, saying, "The old man's nephew has been weak and sick since he was a child, and the old man asked him for nine Ning Zhen Pills, and he originally wanted to ask someone to send them to Qinyang. ”

Unexpectedly, he wrote a few days ago, saying that he had been entrusted by the royal family to go to the tomb of Emperor Yan to explore feng shui, and hoped that the old man could send someone to escort him over. ”

Go to the tomb of Emperor Yan to explore feng shui?

Wei Changfeng felt a little strange no matter how he heard it, but he believed that Murong Bo had no need to deceive himself.

I only heard Murong Bo continue: "The old man thought that you are also a cultivator of the Dan Dao, and your medical skills are very skillful, it is most suitable to escort the old man's nephew to the Yanhuang Tomb." ”

Wei Changfeng understood a little.

Ning Zhen Pill is a seventh-order pill, and its efficacy includes consolidating the foundation and making up for the loss of the origin, which is a superior pill for martial artists, but for ordinary people, it cannot be taken indiscriminately.

Murong Bo meant to let Wei Changfeng bring the pill over, it would be much safer.

After thinking about it, Wei Changfeng said: "Thanks to the love of the elders, the disciple must do his best to escort Ling Nephew to the Yan Emperor Mausoleum. ”

Murong Bo smiled and said, "The old man believes in you, but the old man's nephew has an upright temperament, and there are many people who have offended on Qin Yang's side, and there may be twists and turns on the road, so you have to be careful." ”

"In addition, the old man also knows that this trip is not short, the weather is cold and the road is long and hard, the old man owes you a favor, and there will be a time to pay you back in the future!"

He said it very sincerely, and Wei Changfeng couldn't help but be moved.

(To be continued......)