The next day, Han Shuangcheng and the three came to the county office as agreed. In the inner hall, the county lord Feng Jinfan and the teacher have been waiting for a long time. In addition to the two of them, there were two strange men, both dressed in black robes. One is a young man who is about the age of Mo bundling, about the same age as Mo Shiping and Wang Fugui, and his face is still a little immature. The other looked like the age of the crown, and the age of Han Shuangcheng was almost the same.

"Take a seat. The master beckoned the three of them to sit down, carrying a teapot and pouring a cup of Biluo spring tea for each of them.

The county lord Feng Jinfan smiled and clenched his fists, and took the initiative to help introduce: "The three immortal masters of the Royal Spirit Sect, these two immortal masters are from the Hanging Mountain Sect, and they are here to eliminate demons together, and I hope you will work together." ”

"Naturally. Han Shuangcheng hugged his fists back, and then took the initiative to greet the two of them, and said with a smile: "Two Daoists of the Hanging Mountain Sect, Han Shuangcheng of the Lower Spirit Sect." These are my two junior brothers, Mo Shiping and Wang Fugui, who have followed the experience. If you cause trouble on the way, I hope to take care of it. ”

Mo Shiping and Wang Fugui also took the initiative to get up and hug their fists to greet them, which can be regarded as having said hello.

The two people of the Hanging Mountain Sect didn't support it, so they got up and hugged their fists in return. The young man who was about the same age as Han Shuang responded with a smile: "Han Daoyou is polite. In the Lower Hanging Mountain Sect Shen Lingyun, this is my junior brother Wu Du. Like the two juniors and disciples of your faction, they also came to practice, and after going up the mountain, they also counted on Han Daoyou to take care of each other. The young man named Wu Du on the side also took advantage of the situation to greet everyone with his fists.

Mo Shiping kept an eye on it, carefully listened to the breathing rhythm of these two people, and now had a rough idea in his heart. This young man named Wu Du is not only the same age as him, but even his cultivation is almost the same, and he is worthy of entering the realm of martial arts. And his senior brother Shen Lingyun couldn't see the depth, at least the second realm, or even the third realm.

Feng Jinfan smiled and nodded, such a harmonious atmosphere was exactly what he wanted to see. At the same time, he also felt a little emotionally in his heart, what about going up the mountain to practice, isn't it the same as when he entered the court and became an official, he still has to see people and talk about people, and talk nonsense when he sees ghosts.

At this moment, two more figures entered the inner hall, a man and a woman, both of whom were in their early twenties. The man is tall and burly, with eagle eyebrows and falcon eyes, and his steps are vigorous. The woman who followed him tied her hair like a man, wore a sword at her waist, and looked heroic, but also had a bit of a unique posture.

"It's not too late, is it?" As soon as he entered the inner hall, the man said angrily.

"It's still early, two immortal masters, please sit down. The teacher smiled and beckoned the two to sit down. The man was not polite, and sat down, ignoring the crowd present.

Fortunately, the woman behind him did not sit down, but took the initiative to smile and hug her fists and said, "Fellow Daoists, the little woman Su Yanmeng is from the Azure Sect. This is my senior brother, Yang Chuanjun. He is not good at words by nature, but he has no disrespect. ”

As she spoke, the woman named Su Yanmeng quietly took a small step back and lightly stepped on Yang Chuanjun's toes. Yang Chuanjun frowned, and reluctantly hugged his fists towards everyone, which was regarded as a greeting.

Han Shuangcheng glanced at the two with a smile. This Su Yanmeng's cultivation is average, and the second realm is only, and it is mainly based on experience. And the taciturn Yang Chuanjun is a real Three Realms, and his foundation is very solid, which is on par with Shen Lingyun before.

Thinking of this, Han Shuangcheng took the initiative to smile and said, "It's okay. The Daoists of the Azure Sect don't have to worry, and we are not strict people who demand etiquette. ”

Shen Lingyun also smiled and nodded in agreement, not minding Yang Chuanjun's actions.

When Su Yanmeng heard this, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes were grateful, and he hugged his fists towards the two of them to thank them. In fact, for her own senior brother, she is naturally very aware of Yang Chuanjun's temper. Yang Chuanjun is withdrawn, he doesn't like to talk very much, and he doesn't like crowded occasions, and when he is in the sect, he likes to hide and practice silently. However, for his younger brothers and sisters, he always responds to his needs and helps when he can. For example, the mission sent by the sect to Ape Cry Town this time, because the letter of entrustment did not explicitly say that it must be a demon, so Su Yanmeng originally planned to come alone to take a look, inquire about information, and withdraw to the sect in case the situation is not right. But when Yang Chuanjun heard about this, he took the initiative to accompany him, saying that he was not at ease.

Su Yanmeng sat back in his seat with a smile, but glanced at Han Shuangcheng intentionally or unintentionally. This scene happened to be seen by Wang Fugui, and Wang Fugui also saw that the corners of Yang Chuanjun's mouth beside her seemed to twitch. At that moment, Wang Fugui's face became strange, and he looked meaningfully at Han Shuangcheng, who was smiling. Han Shuangcheng also noticed the gaze handed by Wang Fugui, winked at him, and smiled without saying a word.

When the county lord Feng Jinfan saw that the people he was waiting for had arrived, he smiled and said: "This official has a few more words, and I hope you will forgive me." The first is that this Ape Cry Mountain is indeed dangerous, although all the immortal masters have unique skills, they must not be taken lightly. The second is to hope that all the immortal masters can work together and work together. This commission is related to the lives of hundreds of thousands of people in Ape Cry Town, and the overall situation should be the most important on the way, and there should be no disputes. ”

After saying that, Feng Jinfan shook his sleeve robe, and bowed slightly towards everyone and hugged his fists.

Shen Lingyun took the lead and smiled: "The county master doesn't have to worry, all the Taoist friends here are reasonable people. Besides, it is the duty of my generation of monks to get rid of demons, and we must do our best to live up to the trust. ”

"Since this is the case, then Feng is here to wait for good news. When the immortal masters return triumphantly, a banquet will be set up to entertain them. Feng Jinfan smiled and nodded. And the implication of his words is also obvious, urging all the immortal masters to leave for Ape Cry Mountain.

The people present were not stupid people, so naturally they didn't stay long, and the group of seven people said hello one after another and left one after another.

Ape Cry Mountain is not far from Ape Cry Town, but it is only three miles away. In less than a cup of tea, the seven people who traveled together had arrived at the foot of the Ape Cry Mountain.

Wang Fugui raised his head and glanced at the Ape Cry Mountain, but he couldn't see the top at all, only to see the white clouds in the sky covering the top of the mountain like a tide.

"Compared to this Ape Mountain, our Qingluo Mountain is like a small dirt bag. Wang Fugui couldn't help but exclaim, and muttered to Mo Shiping beside him.

Mo Shiping nodded, and his heart was also amazed at the majesty of the scale of this mountain. According to Mo Shiping's current foot strength, it will only take half an hour to go up and down Qingluo Mountain. But he estimated that it would take at least half a day, that is, six hours, just to go up to this ape cry mountain. The majestic height of the Ape Cry Mountain can be seen.

At this time, Han Shuangcheng on the side laughed softly: "What is this?" Han had roughly read such an interesting story in a travelogue before. It is said that in the far north, there is the highest mountain in the world, tens of thousands of feet high, shoulder to shoulder with the sky. It would take a full twelve hours for a monk to fly to the top of the mountain, and it would be a pipe dream for ordinary people to climb it. ”

Wang Fugui glanced at Han Shuangcheng suspiciously, and after thinking about it, he really couldn't think of what such a high mountain looked like. After a moment, he pursed his lips and muttered in a low voice, "Bragging." ”

Han Shuangcheng shook his head, didn't explain much, and smiled silently. The fungus does not know the obscurity, the cockroach cricket does not know the spring and autumn, and the sight does not naturally believe it. When the corporal heard this, he laughed, and it was not enough not to laugh, which is exactly the reason. Although Han Shuangcheng has never seen it, he believes that the person who writes the book must have experienced the style of this place before he can write "The danger is high, like climbing to the blue sky." The blue sky is easy to climb, but this mountain is difficult to walk. ”

This has also become a wish of Han Shuangcheng, and in time, when he enters the Sky Breaking Realm, he must travel to the north and visit this mountain.

"Oh, didn't Han Daoyou mean Fulong Mountain?" Shen Lingyun on the side asked with a smile.

Han Shuangcheng nodded and replied with a smile: "Exactly." Daoist friends have also heard of it?"

Shen Lingyun smiled: "Naturally, I have heard of it. Shen likes some books such as fairy and ghost talks, and has dabbled in many strange things, but he can't get around this mysterious Fulong Mountain. It is recorded in the history of Arino that there were immortals in ancient times who cut down the real dragon and piled up Fulong Mountain with their bones. But these are all illusory things, and there is no way to study them. ”

Su Duan, who was following behind Shen Lingyun, was a little curious when he heard this, so he asked softly, "Is there really a real dragon in this world?"

Shen Lingyun shook his head and said with a smile: "How can there be a real dragon, these are just stories made up by the ancestors." Most of them are just four-legged snakes that have become fine, and they have been mistaken for real dragons, and they have deliberately been linked to that Fulong Mountain, so they can't be true. ”

"Definitely. Han Shuangcheng echoed softly. He had read a lot of these spirits, but they were all deliberately exaggerated facts, just to make people more attractive and make more money.

Mo Shiping also nodded, the novels and travelogues he read since he was a child often had things to talk about by spirits and ghosts, so naturally he wouldn't believe it. Besides, in the world of Nuoda, I have never heard of anyone witnessing the traces of a true dragon or some other ancient divine beasts, they are just beasts that have become essences.

Su Yanmeng, who was a little behind, just listened quietly and didn't interject, it was the first time she had heard of such an interesting thing.

And Yang Chuanjun beside her didn't pay attention to what the other five were talking about, all he cared about in his eyes was this heroic little junior sister.

...

At this time, in the Happy Forest Tavern in Ape Cry Town, although it was not yet noon, there were drinkers pushing the door one after another. The shopkeeper greeted the customers with a happy face, and the more customers, the more wages the old shopkeeper would naturally receive.

"Hey, have you heard? The county lord invited seven big men to go to the Ape Cry Mountain to eliminate demons, and it is said that all of them are ruthless people with three heads and six arms, and their means are all through the sky. ”

"Come on, bragging. I've seen it with my own eyes, obviously there are seven young disciples of the Immortal Family, six men and one woman, and it hasn't been long since I went to Ape Cry Mountain. ”

The shopkeeper, who was busy serving wine and food, suddenly heard about this incident, and immediately pricked up his ears and paid more attention.

"What? Not old? No hair on the mouth, no work. What can a few little kids do? The county lord is afraid that he is confused, and he doesn't even know this truth. ”

"What do you know, I see that the seven immortal disciples are all strong, and they must have high skills. Besides, the matter of this immortal sect and the county master, which round will get you and me to talk a lot, just drink your wine. ”

The person who spoke was a thin man, and he first glanced vaguely at the store, but fortunately there were not many people at this time, and glared hard at his friend who was bragging next to him, suggesting that he should not say more.

His friend also knew that he had missed his mouth, so he took two mouthfuls of the burning knife and did not discuss the matter further. The speaker has no intention, but the listener has a heart. Maybe any person with ulterior motives in the tavern listened to it, and went to the county master and those immortal disciples to complain, wouldn't it make them a fool in vain.

The shopkeeper naturally listened, but he didn't want to do something bad. I just felt a little pity at the moment, if only the two of them could say more details.

The shopkeeper was a little worried, and when he heard the words "not old", he subconsciously remembered the three guest officers who asked for a pot of bamboo leaves here yesterday. Among them, the young man who made a generous hand must have a lot of background, and he is quite concerned about the matter of Ape Mountain, and he thinks that most of them are one of those disciples of the Immortal Family.

"Alas, Childe must be careful. The shopkeeper shook his head, sighed lightly, and continued to work on the work in his hand.

...

In the northernmost part of the northern frontier, 108,000 miles away from the Southern Regions, there was a middle-aged man with a handsome and cold face, soaring into the sky, and landed on the top of Fulong Mountain in the blink of an eye.

This person is none other than Yu Chengfeng, the peak sword immortal of the twelve realms of the human race.

Yu Chengfeng took back the sword "Da Jiangdong Go" back to the scabbard, put his hands behind his back, and quietly looked at the clouds at the same level as his shoulders. After this mountain, and then go north, it is not the territory of the human race.

"After being dead for so many years, you are still not honest?" Yu Chengfeng sneered, and a mighty sword intent fell, enveloping the entire Fulong Mountain.

If someone looks at Fulong Mountain from afar at this time, they can see that the entire Fulong Mountain seems to be shrouded in a layer of white mist, and it trembles violently.

In the past, the old Confucian once said with a smile, "A body of sword intent falls into the sky, how many times will I see it in the world?", referring to Yu Chengfeng.

After a few moments, everything was calm.

Yu Chengfeng never moved a step from beginning to end, but just condensed a little bit of sword intent into a substantial sword qi, and taught this true dragon bone who was already dead but still had a trace of consciousness left, a little lesson.

Then, Yu Chengfeng raised his eyes and looked to the north, smiled, and without hesitation, he pulled out his saber "Dajiangdong Go" and slashed it out.

"The waves are gone. "Yu Chengfeng's famous swordsmanship is also the manifestation of the power of his rules.

Thousands of miles away from the north of Fulong Mountain, there is a sword aura like the Yellow River hanging high in the sky, sprinkled with the ocean, splashing into the world.

An old man in gray raised his hand with a smile, and if he collected the net of the sky, he would roll up the mighty sword qi in the sky into his sleeve.

"The sword qi at the peak of the Twelve Realms, but Er'er. ”

The sleeves and robes were all shattered, and the old man took a few steps back, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, but smiled indifferently.

Yu Chengfeng put away his sword and turned to leave. At the same time, he sneered: "Hell, I'll be the first to kill you." ”