"Surname Wei?"

"It can't be such a coincidence, right? My father has been missing for so many years, and I won't run into it when I go down the mountain, how can there be such a coincidence?"

"Then, there is only one possibility, the Wei family!"

Wei Ping's chopsticks stopped and thought to himself, ruling out the possibility that Wei Zhan suddenly resurrected Wei Ming and suddenly appeared, leaving only the possibility of the Wei family. There are five major dynasties and thirty-six states in the Floating Continent, but there is only one family surnamed Wei, only Wei Ping's family.

The Wei family started in Weizhou, Nanyan Quezhou, annexed the neighboring three states step by step, and established the Fighting Kingdom with the land of the Four Prefectures, and the power was still growing, and it was feared by the Moyuan Kingdom on the same continent, so it continued to send the academy master to the Huang Lao Dynasty and the Zuojian Dynasty to lobby, but the effect was not obvious, until Wei Ming was seriously injured by the Protoss, and the Zuojian Dynasty and the Moyuan Kingdom reached some kind of agreement to destroy the Fighting Kingdom together.

Wei Zhan died in battle, and Wei Ming disappeared.

The trees fell and scattered, and the rest of the Wei family fled in all directions, incognito, hiding everywhere, and surviving for a long time, so Wei Ping did not have a good impression of the Wei family, and now the first task is to go to the East Ao Longzhou Shuangcheng to find Zuo Youyou, he has no intention of delving in, after eating and drinking, he found a hotel near the Lang Li Lang Hotel, took off his shoes and sat cross-legged on the bed, and practiced.

Nothing was said all night.

The next day, before dawn, the street stalls were lit up, and the hot steam rose in the light of the fire, blending with the winter fog, and it was impossible to distinguish one from the other.

Wei Ping ate a bowl of hot and sour noodle soup, bought ten fresh meat buns, ten pancakes, and ten meat sandwich buns and put them into the Naxu Ring in case of emergency. Heading east, he was about to run all the way to the nearest Tengzhou Roman City, where he took a transcontinental ferry to Dongaolong Island.

If you use it, I don't know if you want to run to the Year of the Monkey and the Horse Moon, the two continents are tens of thousands of miles away from the nearest two states, not to mention the Roman City in the westernmost part of the Middle Ages Divine Continent to the easternmost twin cities in the East Aolong Continent, which is more than 100,000 miles away.

Luoping Wasteland is located between Jiufeng Mountain and Roman City, 2,200 years ago, the demon clan attacked the border city of Tengzhou from the Wolong Mountain Range - Roman City. General Luo Ping led an army of 300,000 to resist, fought in the wasteland for ten days and ten nights, suffered countless casualties, drove the demon clan back to the Wolong Mountains, and later generations commemorated the merits of General Luo Ping, renamed the Pingchuan Wasteland as Luoping Wasteland, which is still used today.

Two days later.

A straight avenue crosses the Luoping Wasteland, chariots and horses pass through, and even cultivators ride spirit beasts like the wind, but it is rare to run on two legs like Wei Ping, attracting a burst of side eyes.

Dust flew up and rolled all the way.

"Fellow Daoist, since you are a cultivator, you can either fly with a royal weapon or ride a spirit beast, how can you run on two legs?

"Fellow Daoist, what's wrong with two legs? Aren't you also two-legged, it's rare that I'm wrong, are you four-legged?" Wei Ping covered his mouth and nose, eating ash made him feel unhappy, no longer running only with physical strength, Lei Yin Gong Gong operated, catching up, not salty and ironic.

"Yo, fellow Daoist, run very fast! I don't believe in two legs, I can run over four legs, drive!" The cultivator in the blue brocade robe laughed angrily, looked down at Wei Ping with contempt, and urged the Shining Spirit Horse under him to speed up.

The Shining Spirit Horse is a third-order spirit beast, known for its speed as fast as lightning, and the speed is also one of the best among the third-order spirit beasts.

Wei Ping ran with all his might, overtook him again, deliberately raised his hand, and waved goodbye backwards!

The blue brocade-clothed cultivator's face was pale, and he kept urging the Shining Spirit Horse, and the Shining Spirit Horse was also kicking wildly with all four hooves, full speed, and biting Wei Ping tightly.

It wasn't until the gates of Roman City were in sight that the Shining Horse didn't overtake it, but foamed at the mouth, fell to the ground, and slid far away, before it could stop.

And the blue-clothed brocade cultivator had already taken off into the air, turned his head and glanced coldly at the Shining Spirit Horse, and flew towards the gate of Roman City. As a late-stage Daoist of the Purple Mansion Realm, he can still fly for a short time with his body alone, but his speed is not fast.

Wei Ping lined up behind the long queue of carriages and horses entering the city gate, and looked back at the shining spirit horse lying on the ground foaming at the mouth, his eyes were very apologetic, why bother to compete with a gentleman?

He's crazy, let him be crazy, that's it!

Teng Feizhou's eyes were cold, isn't this no one in his eyes? Don't think that if you wear a Haoran Sect robe, you can be a cultivator under the mountain who is a vegetarian, and when you enter the city, you will not be able to eat and walk around!

Fly directly to the city gate and don't queue.

"Teng Shizi, hard work, why do you want to run this trip yourself?" Luo Di, who had been waiting at the city gate for a long time, greeted him, with a smile on his face.

"If this son doesn't go, those two drunks will ruin my big deal!" Teng Feizhou said lightly with an expressionless face.

"I see, it's just a matter of letting the drunken Lou Oiran little girl, wait for a while!"

"Those vulgar fans, let them wait. ”

"Yes, yes, Teng Shizi only has Miss Wei in his eyes!"

......

The two of them talked and went away, but Wei Ping frowned, such a coincidence?

"The old man is not mistaken, right? That's the son of the city lord of Luo, Gongzi Luo?"

"Brother, you read that right! That is indeed the son of our city lord, Young Master Luo, I just don't know who he personally greeted at the city gate?"

"Most of them are legendary immortal cultivators, immortal masters! That prince came on a handsome horse, his whole body was snow-white, and he was surrounded by purple light......"

"Where? Why didn't I see it!"

"There, lying there, foaming at the mouth! Alas, the fairy master, it's not easy to serve!"

......

It was Wei Ping's turn.

"Hello, respected Daoist, please show your customs clearance documents?" The city gate guards inspect thousands of people entering and exiting every day, and there are also cultivators, and they can see Wei Ping's identity at a glance.

"Ah, the customs clearance papers?" Wei Ping looked confused, no one told him that he needed this.

"Isn't there a Dao Master, then do you have a certificate to prove your identity?" The guards at the city gate frowned, although the status of the cultivator was noble, but the Huang Lao Dynasty had strict management, although it could not be treated equally, but there were also many restrictions, such as showing customs clearance documents when entering and exiting the city gate, and no flying weapons in the city.

"Yes, wait a minute!" As soon as the thought was introduced, the jade plate of the sect flew out from the ancestral aperture.

The city gate guards took it with both hands, and after carefully looking at it, they immediately returned it with both hands, the reverence on their faces came from the bottom of their hearts, and they bowed down and said, "Haoran Sect Immortal, please come in, please come in!"

Wei Ping held his head high, feeling more faced!

"It turned out to be an immortal of Haoran Sect, and it was strange to say that how you look at it and feel that your aura is lofty, and your bearing is extraordinary, but there is more dust in the Taoist robe on your body!"

"Where is the dust, it is the light dust under the sunset!"

"The immortals of Haoran Sect are different, too dusty, too dusty, the fourth daughter of my grandfather's aunt's seventh aunt was saved by the gods of Haoran Sect!"

"Ah, I saw two fairy masters in one day, and I have to brag to my son when I go home!"

“......”

Teng Feizhou, who walked far away from the city gate, glanced back, his lips moved slightly, and whispered to Luo Di beside him: "Tonight, kill him!"

Luo Di's face changed, he nodded, and said with a sneer: "Don't worry, the prince of the world, it's just a fusion realm!"