On the second day, nothing unexpected happened in this forest, and the disciples of the Qingchen Sect finally walked out of this mountain forest near noon and came to the border of the Western Yan Kingdom.

On the way, Chen Qing had been silently observing the fellow disciples of the Qingchen Sect, and their whereabouts were exposed, which was very strange at this time.

"Could it be that who made the Ghost Mountain Sect's internal affairs secretly revealed their journey and purpose for coming to the Purple Gold Mountain Range for this training assessment? Is it one of them or an elder or disciple in the sect?" Chen Qing was skeptical.

However, he did not find anything unusual among his fellow disciples.

The Zijin Mountains are criss-crossed from north to south, like a giant dragon hovering and lying prone on this land, and there is no end in sight as far as the eye can see.

The three countries of Xiyan, Nanshan, and Dongfeng are located at the ends of the east and west sides of the Zijin Mountains.

All three countries mined the purple gold ore in the Purple Gold Mountains, and then sent the ore to the Qingchen Sect for the Qingchen Sect to cultivate magic weapons, pills, exercises, and so on.

Originally, these three countries were just countries that did not enter the mortal world under the Qingchen Sect, and in the past, there were no disciples of the Qingchen Sect who came here to experience and hold important positions.

Just more than a hundred years ago, an elder of the Qingchen Sect came to chase and kill the monster, passing by here, injured, and healing, he accidentally found that the purple gold ore here is very rich, so he returned to the Qingchen Sect to report to the elders of the sect, and the Qingchen Sect sent his disciples to organize people to mine the purple gold ore.

It is precisely because of this that the status of these three countries has been rising. Every year, he will send his own disciples to come to the town.

"This is the West Yan Kingdom. When we enter the Western Yan Kingdom, Senior Brother Wei Tie will send someone to pick us up. "Bai Jian arrived, this is exactly what the senior brother of Changgong who escaped from the battle told them yesterday.

The disciples of the Qingchen Sect entered a border town in the territory of the Western Yan Kingdom together.

Many of these disciples of the Clearing Dust Sect came from major families, or from those relatively powerful countries, and then they had been practicing in the Clearing Dust Sect, and had never experienced the cities and rivers and lakes in these mortal worlds.

When they entered the territory of the Western Yan Kingdom, they soon ushered in a lot of eyes, and there were countless envy and reverence.

In the eyes of the people living in this border town in the territory of Xiyan Kingdom, these disciples of the Qingchen Sect are high-ranking immortals, all of them are talented and beautiful, walking down with swords. The clothes are fluttering, peerless, and I dare not look up.

Walking here, listening to the shouts of the vendors walking through the streets, watching the bustling streets, the crowds coming and going, smelling the aroma of wine wafting from nowhere, and the smell of rouge in the air passing by a group of warblers and swallows.

This is the mortal world, this is the mortal world under the protection of the Qingchen Sect, and the people live and work in peace and contentment.

"There is indeed a lot of things in this earthly world that make people want to linger. Fang Ma muttered to himself, although from the Thousand Dragon City living in the Dasheng Dynasty, the prosperity of the Thousand Dragon City was hundreds of thousands of times stronger than that of the Western Yan Kingdom.

But she has always lived in the palace, she is used to seeing high walls and tiles, and she is tired of brocade clothes and food, but it is such a simple and simple border town, which makes people forget to return.

Chen Qing is different, he has followed his master Ye Shen through the streets and alleys, wandering in the mortal world, accustomed to seeing the suffering of the world, and the world is hot and cold.

"Master... Where are you now? How are you doing? Your disciple Chen Qing has already built a foundation, and he will soon be stronger than you. Chen Qing resounded about the days when he was wandering with Master Ye Shen, although it was not as worry-free as it is now, it was so real and happy.

"Master, disciple Chen Qing will definitely live up to Master's expectations in this life, and when I enter the Jindan Realm, I will travel around the world to find Master's footprints. Chen Qing secretly made up his mind.

When passing by a mask stall again, Guan Shanxue suddenly stopped, and his footsteps fell on a grimace mask, and his eyes were a little hot

"Do you like this?" Chen Qing asked, pausing and coming to her.

Guan Shanxue held an oil-paper umbrella, and her head under the umbrella was lightly zeroed.

"Okay!" Chen Qing was very satisfied with Guan Shanxue's recent performance, he came to the stall and pointed to the grimace mask and asked the stall owner, a man about middle-aged age:

"Big brother, why do you sell this grimace mask?"

The dark-skinned stall owner smiled, showed two rows of white teeth, and took off a grimace mask: "You are the immortals of the Qingchen Sect? How dare you be embarrassed to accept immortals and spare money. ”

Chen Qing took the grimace mask, put it on Guan Shanxue, and then replied with a smile:

"This eldest brother, you know quite a lot, we are indeed disciples of the Qingchen Sect, you have a reason not to accept the silver money of my Qingchen Sect disciples, but we do not have the habit of accepting gifts from others casually. ”

Chen Qing smiled and made a trick, turned a few copper plates into the seller's pocket, and then left with Guan Shanxue and Fang Chu.

Not long after entering the territory of Xiyan Kingdom, an army was soon led by a middle-aged man in golden armor and entered this border city.

After they entered the city, they inquired all the way about the whereabouts of the disciples of the Qingchen Sect, and then quickly found the disciples of the Qingchen Sect who were wandering around the streets with great interest.

Then the middle-aged general in the golden armor dismounted and stepped forward and asked:

"You are immortals from the Qingchen Sect? The last general, Han Xingwang, is late to greet all the immortal masters, and please don't blame the immortals, I am ordered by the national teacher to come to greet you immortals, and go to the national teacher's mansion to talk about it. ”

"National Teacher?" The disciples of the Qingchen Sect were stunned for a moment, but they quickly reacted, presumably the national teacher that this middle-aged general named Han Xingwang was talking about was their senior brother Wei Tie.

"It seems that in these mortal countries, even if it is a disciple in youth, when he comes here, his status is very respectable. ”

"There is General Lao Han, we have come to experience the assessment, complete the task, and ask the general to lead the way for us. "White Sword has arrived.

"You immortals are the same sisters and junior brothers of the national teacher. I will naturally take care of the drum and be thoughtful, if there is any place that can use my Han Xingwang, even if I am instructed, the last general will definitely go to the soup and fire, and I will not hesitate to do it!"

Han Xingwang, a middle-aged general, took his men and horses to escort the disciples of the Qingchen Sect to the National Teacher's Mansion.

The border town where the people and horses left once again entered the daily busyness

On top of a dilapidated restaurant, a fat fat man was drunk.

He looked at the people and horses in the distance, and Zheng Zheng, who disappeared in the smoke and dust, suddenly fell to the ground, fell asleep, and made a deafening snoring sound, almost collapsing the entire restaurant.