The earth beneath his feet shrank until it pierced through the clouds. ≌ Pine, Radius, Small, said

The boat stabilized.

Looking at the past, there is a sea of white clouds, and the end of the sea of clouds is full of red afterglow.

Sprinkled on the sea of clouds, it transforms into a fairyland-like beauty.

The gorgeous scenery is mesmerizing.

The whole wooden boat wandered forward among the sea of clouds, and the middle-aged man stood on the bow of the wooden boat with his hands on his back.

Still sprinkled on him by the afterglow.

It looks like an immortal outsider.

The brocade-clothed young man on the wooden boat didn't react to what was going on at all, and looked at the scene in front of him.

I was so stunned that I couldn't speak.

At this time, the middle-aged man also stepped down from the bow of the boat.

Seeing the middle-aged man coming, Ao Han stood up and saluted, "Ao Han has seen senior brother." ”

Ao Han's attitude, and the unfazed from beginning to end, he saw it in his eyes and was very satisfied.

I think back then, when he first took a wooden boat, he showed much worse.

The middle-aged man nodded: "Although you hold the door order of the Pure Yang Sect, but before you pass the entrance test of the Pure Yang Sect, you are not a disciple of the Pure Yang Sect, this senior brother is still not called, my name is Feng Yu Nian, how to call it at will, my generation seeks the Tao, I don't care about these common names." ”

Although this Feng Yu Nian likes to pretend to be stylish, he is not bad.

Ao Han smiled and shouted, "Brother Feng." ”

Feng Yunian nodded: "I'm older, and you won't suffer if you call Brother Feng." ”

"Feng ...... Brother Feng. ”

At this time, a weak voice came from the tail of the boat, and Feng Yunian and Ao Han cast their eyes at the same time.

The brocade-clothed young man suddenly looked a little at a loss.

Looking at the young man in brocade, Feng Yunian's old face turned red, if it weren't for the fact that he wanted to maintain the image of the sect in front of Ao Han, he wouldn't have only one disciple of Ao Han.

No matter how he meets someone, he will take it away.

"Are you from the Lost Land?" Feng Yunian asked.

The brocade-clothed young man nodded.

"Do you have a Pure Yang Sect token?"

The young man in brocade nodded, thinking that something was wrong, and quickly shook his head.

Feng Yunian frowned.

I didn't understand what the brocade-clothed young man meant by nodding and shaking his head.

The brocade-clothed young man seemed a little unhappy when he saw Feng Yunian, and hurriedly explained: "I originally had it, but it was snatched away. ”

"What's going on?"

As soon as this matter was mentioned, the face of the brocade-clothed young man showed a sense of hatred.

said: "My name is Ning Yi, I was originally the son of the Yue Guo Mansion, two months ago I got a token of the Pure Yang Sect by chance, I thought I would have the opportunity to worship the immortal gate, but somehow I was known by Cao Qin, the gelding dog in the Yanjing City of the Northern Yan Dynasty, he didn't ask the reason, he directly sent someone into the Guogong Mansion to rob my token." ”

"Yue Guo is just a principality, Beiyan is a high imperial court, that gelding dog knocked on the door and directly snatched my token, don't say that it is the Yue Guo Mansion, even Yue Guo can only turn a blind eye and pretend that there is no such thing. ”

"But I'm not reconciled, I should have entered the fairy gate, beyond the world, how can this opportunity let others say that they will rob it. ”

"So you came to Yunzhou and want Xianmen to administer justice for you?"

Feng Yunian suddenly asked.

Ning Yi wanted to nod, but his mind suddenly turned, and he said with a firm expression: "No, this world is the law of the jungle, I don't blame anyone, only that I am too weak, so I came to Yunzhou not to let others administer justice to me, but to rely on myself to seek a chance to worship the immortal gate." ”

Sure enough, hearing Ning Yi's words, Feng Yunian's face showed satisfaction: "The mentality is not bad, it is a manufacturable material, and it is destined for you to have a relationship with the Pure Yang Sect, otherwise you won't be able to get on the wooden boat." ”

After saying this, Feng Yunian's heart was also secretly glad that with Ning Yi's remarks, he also had an explanation on the sect's side.

Otherwise, he really didn't know how to explain it.

He can't say that he waited for a day at the border of Yunzhou and waited for a person, and in order to protect the face of the sect, he forcibly brought one more person back.

Ao Han on the side listened to Ning Yi's twists and turns, his eyes flashed, and he thought in his heart, 'Isn't it so coincidental?'.

Two months ago, wasn't this the time for Wuji to hand over the token to himself?

It's really such a coincidence, Ao Han's token was really snatched from Ning Yi's hands.

In order to hand over the token to Ao Han's hands as soon as possible, Zongheng Wuji directly wrote a secret letter to the emperor of Yue.

Then the next day, he sent the masters of the inner factory to the Yue Guogong Mansion.

Quickly and resolutely, he brought the token back and handed it to Ao Han in three days.

Thinking of this, Ao Han stepped forward and took the initiative to lean on Ning Yi and said: "Brother Ning, I really envy you, you can be favored by the immortal chief without a token, maybe when we enter the immortal gate, we will become senior brothers, and we will have to take care of it more in the future." ”

Ning Yi obviously didn't expect Ao Han to be so enthusiastic about him, and there was even two compliments in his tone.

All of a sudden, Ning Yi's arrogance of the children of the noble family was hooked.

It doesn't seem so conformist anymore.

The body straightened a little more, and responded: "Where is Brother Ao, just take care of each other when you enter the sect." ”

"By the way, Brother Ao, just now you said your name is Ao Han?"

"You won't be ......?"

Although there are many people with the same name, the name Ao Han is too loud in the Lost Land, and it is inevitable that Ning Yi will care.

Ning Yi is from Sanzhou, and he is the son of the Yue State Mansion of the Five Dynasties and Seventeen Kingdoms, how could he not have heard of the name Ao Han.

The former lord of Dawei Castle, the general scoop of the thirteenth road of the Northern Desert, even if it is already a cloud of the past, it seems to be vivid.

For those cultivators, Ao Han's deliberate concealment of his origin will cause the sect to be vigilant.

Therefore, Ao Han had no intention of hiding his identity from beginning to end.

smiled at Ning Yi: "It's me." ”

Ning Yi was taken aback: "You, aren't you dead?"

Feng Yunian, who was on the side, heard the conversation between the two, and when he saw that Ning Yi was so surprised, he couldn't help but look at Ao Han curiously, thinking in his heart that this Ao Han had some special origin?

Although he was curious, Feng Yunian didn't show it at all, his eyes were slightly closed, and he sat quietly on the side, already looking settled and detached.

"I wasn't in the Northern Desert back then, so I survived. Ao Han said.

"Sure enough, sure enough, many people thought you were dead back then, only I guessed that you weren't in the Northern Desert at all, what I expected was not wrong, hahaha......." Ning Yi laughed.

In the face of Ao Han, Ning Yi was not only restrained and afraid, but became more and more interested.

The age difference between the two is almost the same, and Ning Yi is two years older than Ao Han.

But there are too many legends on Ao Han's body, so Ning Yi really can't help but want to dig into Ao Han.

Immediately after, Ning Yi completely let go.

From the Northern Desert to the Jiangzuo Alliance, from the Jiangzuo Alliance to the Southern Xinjiang Tyrant, from the Tyrant to the Five Dynasties Alliance, the whole world invaded the north.

There is no shortage of exaggerations in the mouth, and among them, the sword god Shishiro and the overlord are blown to the sky.

But I have to say that Ning Yi's eloquence is really good, and it is as enjoyable as a storyteller.

Of course, it wasn't Ao Han who listened with relish.

Ning Yi was not Ao Han, so naturally he didn't see that Feng Yunian was just pretending to be settled.

Unconsciously, Feng Yunian was immersed in the story told by Ning Yi.

And in the whole story, Ao Han's deeds are actually not so brilliant.

The real attraction is none other than the sword god Shishiro.

When he heard that Shishilang entered the Northern Desert alone and shook the crowd at a glance, even Feng Yunian could feel the tragedy of righteousness and the momentum of seeing death as home.