Zhaobi Mountain is brightly lit, and monks can be seen walking around the mountainside in the night.

Chen Chuan shook his head helplessly, he thought that the Bai family had evacuated south with the Zhang family, and now it seems that Zhaobi Mountain is still occupied.

When Chen Chuan was helpless, Chen Feng sighed lightly, pointed to the top of Zhaobi Mountain and said, "Which family does that flag belong to?"

Chen Chuan looked in the direction that Chen Feng pointed, because the two of them were standing on top of the lonely peak ten miles away, Chen Chuan had to squint his eyes and inject spiritual power into his eyes to barely see clearly.

It was a big white cloth flag, and the white cloth was embroidered with a crumbling clover, Chen Feng had never seen this flag, so he asked Chen Chuan.

After Chen Chuan saw the flag clearly, he frowned and thought for a moment.

"This seems to be the banner of Juxingzhuang. ”

"Juxingzhuang, one of the three major scattered cultivation organizations in Xiliangzhou?" Chen Feng exclaimed.

There are three major scattered cultivation forces in Xiliang Prefecture, named Juxingzhuang, Cangshan, and Xiliang Tribe, these three scattered cultivation forces have been entrenched in Xiliang Prefecture for hundreds of years, and although their strength cannot be compared with the seven major families, they are definitely stronger than ordinary families.

"I saw this flag in books many years ago, and I should be right. Chen Chuan nodded in conviction.

Chen Feng sighed, looked at Chen Chuan and said, "Then what now, Juxingzhuang is much stronger than the Bai family." ”

"Let's go to Beishangcheng to inquire about the situation first, and then we will make plans after understanding the pattern of Xiliangzhou. Chen Chuan patted Chen Feng and motioned for Chen Feng's sword to take off.

"Okay. Chen Feng stood up with his sword, and looked at Zhaobi Mountain several times with a little reluctance.

At this time, at the foot of Zhaobi Mountain, there was a figure wrapped in black veil, sitting quietly on the stone, and a squinted-eyed young man in the distance, staggering and punching.

After a long time, the figure of black gauze slowly stood up and scolded the squint-eyed youth: "Let's go, it's time for us to hit the road." ”

The night breeze blew, and the two figures walked onto a winding dirt road, and the end of this road should be Beishang City.

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In the night sky, Chen Feng, who was above the flying sword, looked at the ground below, where there was originally a Qi refining family, but now it was desolate.

"Chen Chuan, do you think Aunt Meize will be around Zhaobi Mountain. Chen Feng said.

Chen Chuan turned his head to look in the direction of Zhaobi Mountain, his heartbeat increased inexplicably, and he looked back at the direction of Beishang City, and said firmly: "Aunt Meize said that she would not lose the attic in Beishang City, so she must be in Beishang City." ”

"I hope so...... I hope Aunt Meize and Chen Zhen are still alive......" Chen Feng couldn't stop sighing.

An hour later, the two flew to the range of the main peak of the Zhang family, and when they approached here, the two had already changed out of the Taoist robe embroidered with the Chen family crest on their bodies.

At this time, Chen Chuan was wearing a green robe, and Chen Feng was wearing a cyan robe.

Hovering the flying sword in the air, the two of them looked at the main peak of the Zhang family in the west, even if they were so far away, they could still feel the spiritual energy fluctuations brought by the spiritual veins under that peak.

Three years ago, when Xiliangzhou was just in turmoil, the Zhang family could not stop within a hundred miles, and now Chen Chuan and Chen Feng have been hovering for a while, and they still haven't seen the Zhang family warn in the future.

"Sister Chen Feng, let's lean over and take a look. Seeing that no one came to inquire, Chen Chuan said softly.

Chen Feng changed direction slightly, looking like he was flying to Beishang City, but he was actually getting closer to the main peak of the Zhang family.

The night is getting darker and darker, the night wind is getting stronger and stronger, listening to the wind whistling in their ears, the two have come to the main peak of the Zhang family fifty miles away.

"Why didn't the Zhang family's mountain protection array open?" Chen Feng stopped puzzled.

Because she saw that there were monks flying on the main peak of the Zhang family, if the Zhang family opened a large mountain protection array, it would be impossible for her to see the scene on the main peak.

Chen Chuan also nodded, when he passed by here three years ago, he saw the Zhang family's mountain protection array, once it was opened, more than a dozen surrounding peaks would be shrouded in the big array, and even the position they were standing in now might be within the coverage of the mountain protection array.

"Do you want to go further?" Chen Feng asked.

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw a flying sword rainbow flying from the main peak in the distance, flying towards the two of them.

Seeing someone flying, Chen Chuan and Chen Feng immediately bowed down, and after a short time, the flying shadow came to the two of them.

It was a middle-aged man in a green robe, with a character embroidered on the chest of the green robe, obviously a member of the Zhang family.

If the man steps on the sword and stands, the cultivation should be in the late stage of qi refining, if it reaches the foundation building period, the monk can step on the air and hang, and generally will not fly with a flying sword.

"Who is coming? Dare to step into my Zhangjia's forbidden land. ”

Chen Feng responded politely: "Fellow Daoist, the two of us are a casual cultivator, and we want to go to Beishang City, but we are not very familiar with the way to go, so we have no intention of offending. ”

"Hmph...... , Beishangcheng, I think you want to invade my Zhangjiashan Gate. The man said coldly, as if he had a great grudge against the loose cultivation.

"There is no such intention, the Taoist friend misunderstood. Chen Feng was a little more respectful.

"Why are you staying here?" the man continued.

"Thank you for your understanding, let's leave quickly. Chen Feng's aura was injected into the flying sword, and he turned around and flew away from the range of the main peak of the Zhang family.

The man of the Zhang family, who followed Chen Chuan and the others all the way, knew that Chen Chuan and the two of them had left the 100-mile range of the main peak of the Zhang family, and the man was turning back.

"Sister Chen Feng, are you sure that the Zhang family has abandoned Beishangcheng and migrated south?" Chen Chuan was a little confused, everything that had just happened seemed to be a little different from what Chen Feng said.

"I'm sure, maybe these are the Zhang family members who stayed to guard the family, otherwise why don't you open the mountain protection array?" Chen Feng said simply.

With questions about the Zhang family and the new pattern of Xiliangzhou, the two came to the north gate of Beishang City at midnight.

Falling on the side of the road outside the city, the two saw that the north gate was not closed at this time, and there were several monks guarding the city at the city gate, and occasionally pedestrians entering and leaving.

Hurried to the gates of the city, the two were stopped by a young monk guarding the city.

The young monk was wearing a white robe, with a thin body, but his eyes were narrowed into a slit, and a clover was embroidered on his chest, which was the symbol of Juxingzhuang, which indicated that the young monk was a loose cultivator of Juxingzhuang.

"One layer of Qi refining. Chen Feng saw the young monk's cultivation at a glance and whispered to Chen Chuan.

"Report up, what are you doing in the city from that family?"

"There is no family and no clan, and the two of us are wandering and cultivating. Chen Chuan responded politely.

"Loose cultivation?" As soon as he heard that Chen Chuan and the others were casual cultivators, the young monk suddenly became enthusiastic.

"Have you heard of Juxingzhuang?" another middle-aged man guarding the city immediately stepped forward and asked with a smile.

"Brother, I'll talk first, don't you rob me, okay?" The young monk glanced at the middle-aged monk, took Chen Chuan's arm with a smile, and walked towards the city.

Chen Chuan's eyes rolled, and he saw the young monk's intentions, as if he wanted to win him over and Chen Feng.

As he walked, he asked politely, "What do you call Daoyou?"

"No name, no surname, just make me squint. The young monk smiled.

Entering the city, the wide streets are not the same as they were three years ago, and most of the attics on both sides of the street have been closed for rest.

Only the first inn on the street, brightly lit and noisy.