"The city lord of the cold city is really terrifying, and the phantom can wipe out a great demon. That elephant demon seems to be the one who sealed the Elephant Mountain, it's really a disaster!"

"Thank you brother, the grace of saving your life, I can't repay it, I haven't asked for the name of brother!"

If it weren't for the sudden explosion of Dongmen Song just now, Yang Jing felt that he would not be able to support the cold city lord to make a move. With such a great kindness, Yang Jing had nothing to repay, so he could only keep this kindness in his heart.

"When you have the chance, you will pay it back!"

"Idle people, Dongmen Song!"

"Meihe, Yang Jing!"

The two parties reported their families and had shared hardships, and the relationship suddenly became much closer. After a brief discussion, the two walked towards the City Lord's mansion, ready to thank the City Lord. But it's a pity that the city lord didn't summon the two. It is also said that neither of them is famous in the world, and just now they were suspected of using the power of the city lord, and it is normal for the city lord not to see him.

After recovering Hehee, the two of them went into a restaurant, drank wine and ate meat, and talked casually. Seeing that the time was almost up, he left the cold city and walked along the official road towards the Shaliu Ferry. Stop-and-go, Yang Jing also has a new understanding of Dongmen Song.

Dongmen Song, a native of Qiaochuan Dongmen clan, has been in the middle of the road since he was a child, and his parents have lost their lives in the mouth of the demon beast. In a certain escape, he happened to get the inheritance of the demon hero, embarked on the road of cultivation, and began to travel south and north, killing demon beasts everywhere, and then led out the big demon, and had to flee to another country.

On the way, the two had a sense of sympathy for each other's life experiences, and they talked endlessly. Especially Dongmen Song, who traveled south and north, had rich experiences, and all kinds of monster and beast anecdotes came as soon as he opened his mouth, mixed with the customs and human feelings of the regional city-states, which deeply stimulated Yang Jing's heart, and he also gave birth to the idea of traveling in all directions.

Dongmen Ge looked at Yang Jing's eyes and knew that this was a person who was unwilling to be ordinary. Although I don't know what the future achievements will be, Dongmen Ge has a feeling that they will be able to socialize in the future.

"The exercises practiced by my brother are extraordinary, he is not a mortal martial artist, and he has not used supernatural secret techniques, most of them are disciples of the Hidden Sect Secret Sect. ”

Yang Jing turned his head to look at Dongmen Ge and nodded.

"The Hidden Sect Secret Sect has its own rules, and if you can, I suggest you follow them. ”

"Awake?"

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At Shaliu Ferry, there are large and small ships moored, including cargo ships transporting goods, passenger ships specializing in transporting people, and ferries connecting the two sides of the strait. On a ferryboat, Yang Jing and Dongmen Ge stood side by side, Dongmen Ge was a head taller than Yang Jing, but his body was thin, and he still held his sword in his arms. His sword will never be unsheathed until the moment of life and death, and when it is unsheathed, it will be divided into life and death.

After eating a meal in the restaurant, Dongmen Ge said goodbye to Yang Jing.

He has his own way to go, and so does Yang Jing.

In the direction of the ring road Chengguan, Dongmen Song left.

Yang Jing watched Dongmen Ge's figure disappear vaguely, and also left the Shaliu Ferry and returned to Wuling Mountain.

In this world, the encounter between people depends on fate. Whether we can meet again or not is luck.

On the official road from Shaliu Ferry to Tianshu City, there is a lonely traveler, his name is Dongmen Ge. At this time, he encountered a group of bandits blocking the road and robbing a horse-drawn carriage. The coachman was a middle-aged man, with black hair and brown face, and his hands holding the reins were shaped like withered claws.

The bandits surrounded the carriage, leaving only a path, and from the outside came a thin man with a bamboo pole about eight feet tall. This person was carrying a round-headed broadsword, with his head tilted, looking proud, especially when he still had a beard, giving people a very tuggy feeling.

The people in the car listened, this is Lao Tzu's territory, and if you want to save your life, you must hand over all the money. The thin man shouted in his shrill voice.

"Give me all the money!"

"Hand it over!"

"People come out and take a look!"

"Boy over there, hand over your money too!"

Dongmen Ge shook his head and burst into trouble. I saw that his body was like a light wind, floating into the group of bandits, and smashing into a man like a fallen leaf, knocking that man to the ground.

"Yo ho, you dare to resist, brothers go together!"

"This little arm and leg will die in a few strokes!"

The thieves joked and came around towards the east gate, and the swords in their hands were raised one after another, unequivocally.

Dongmen Ge held the sword, the sword was not out of the sheath, and with a slight flick, it had already pierced a person's throat and taken his life.

The rest of the people were shocked, their movements paused slightly, and they immediately shouted and rushed over.

A cold flash flashed in Dongmen Ge's eyes, his body turned like a rotating shaft, and the demon sword in his palm turned into a phantom, piercing the throats of one thief after another. It wasn't until the thin bamboo pole man was here that the phantom transformed by the demon sword stopped, condensed, and then rushed forward and hit the thin bamboo pole man.

The thin bamboo pole man raised the round-headed broadsword, the knife rotated with him, and the defense did not leak, intercepting all the attacks of Dongmen Ge, and taking advantage of Dongmen Ge's ventilation, he swung the knife and slashed over. Dongmen Ge blocked with a sword, retreated while fighting, and took advantage of his exhaustion to open the distance, change his sword moves, and kill suddenly.

This time, Dongmen Ge slightly urged the power of the demon sword, and a wisp of sword qi shot out, piercing through the round-headed broadsword, and landed on the chest of the thin bamboo pole man, shattering his heart and surrounding organs. The thin bamboo pole man rushed forward a few steps before his body lost power and fell to the ground with a click.

"Childe is good at martial arts, please get in the car and talk about it!"

A crisp voice like a yellow oriole sounded from the carriage, and Dongmen Ge looked up, and saw that the window of the carriage had opened at some point, and a beautiful woman was leaning against the window, looking at herself.

At this moment, Dongmen Ge felt that the world had changed. The colorful world turned black and white, and all the voices were silent, except for the woman in the car window, and only her voice echoed. Dongmen Ge's heart jumped, and he had a special feeling.

"Childe, Childe!"

"Oh, that's a nuisance!"

"Childe is alone, but he is going to Tianshu City?"

"Exactly!"

"Jiu'er is also going to Tianshu City, is the son willing to go along?"

"Then bother!"

The horse pulling the cart was driven by the coachman to pull the cart and walk, leaving behind the corpses in the ground, and as the smell of blood spread, several colorful wolves rushed out of the mountains and forests, tearing up the corpses on the ground.

Yang Jing didn't know about Dongmen Ge's adventure, and he was on his way back to the mountain at this time. When he came out, he was alone, and when he went back, he was still alone, but he had a lot of hee, and his cultivation improved a lot, and his foot strength was far better than when he left the mountain.

Leading Hee Hee to the periphery of Wuling Mountain, Yang Jing looked at the extra simple wooden house in surprise, and felt like he was in the wrong place. If it weren't for the fact that the people in front of the simple wooden house looked familiar, Yang Jing really didn't dare to confirm that this was Wuling Mountain.

After inquiry, Yang Jing figured out what was going on. Speaking of which, it also has something to do with their Wuxiang Divine Court. The people here are all slaves, and since the leader of the slaves was blown up by the temple master, these people have lost their purpose and don't know what to do. Under the guidance of the Divine Court, he opened up a piece of land in Wuling Mountain to live in.

Yang Jing also knows a little about the reason why the Divine Court did this, but whether it is as he guessed can only be verified by returning to the Divine Court. After a quick turn, Yang Jing drilled into Wuling Mountain, followed the original path through the mountain protection barrier, and returned to the Divine Court.

Back in Baihuazhu, Yang Jing went to Shizun to consult questions, but learned that Shizun had been in retreat for many days. After putting the message back, Yang Jing returned to his room, and after asking Xihee not to run around, he fell on the bed and fell asleep.

The next morning, Yang Jing woke up refreshed and saw Hehe's huge head pillowed on the edge of the bed, and the corners of his mouth were full of haz. Yang Jing patted Hehe's head, turned over and got up, and after some washing, took Hehee to eat.

Hee Hee is eating human food for the first time and eats a lot. You can see that it loves it. Yang Jing looked at the look of hee-hee, his heart twitched slightly, and he secretly said that he could eat better than himself. It seems that we have to continue to make money.

After eating, Yang Jing went to the Chengdao Hall to hand in the task, and then transferred to the Shentong Palace, it was time to practice the "Hunyang Fist".