The next day, when the sky was slightly white, Ye Hongfeng got up.

"Ho!

Inside the bamboo shed, with the faint light of the lantern, Ye Hongfeng held a bamboo sword in his hand and slashed slowly. Ye Hongfeng was not fast in moving the sword, but the bamboo sword was like a swimming dragon swimming flexibly around him, which was natural and had its own artistic conception.

"Feng'er, grandpa visited the immortal this time and asked for two artifacts for you. ”

Ye Hongfeng put down the bamboo sword, took an ebony branch from Ye Lao's hand, and pinned it in the long hair that was tied up. The end of the wooden branch is magical, and Ye Hongfeng's silver hair turned black, no different from ordinary people. Ye Hongfeng even felt that what breath on his body was also collected with the wooden branches.

"Grandpa Mo is not a legendary immortal. ”

Ye Hongfeng joked as he reached out to pick up the second artifact. It's just that he didn't expect that as soon as his fingers touched, the gauze in Ye Lao's hand turned into a little starlight and drilled into the robe. Ye Hongfeng has loved to read some martial arts novels since he was a child, and he heard that any martial arts master who walks the rivers and lakes must carry a chain armor with him. Now that I am wearing a similar artifact, it feels a little unreal.

Ye Hongfeng clenched his fist hard, the gauze was like his flesh and skin, and as his movements changed, there was not the slightest discomfort. But when I looked closely, the yarn was gone.

Ye Lao looked at him at a loss and said with a smile: "These two divine objects have their own magical effects, and you will naturally be able to know about them in the future." Ye Lao's expression suddenly became serious, and he lowered his voice and said, "Remember, the ebony branches are tied with your hair, and you must not leave your body...... Go, grandpa is waiting for you to return home. ”

Ye Hongfeng suddenly hugged Ye Lao and hugged him hard.

The lanterns were still rippling in the breeze, and in the beating firelight, Ye Lao's temples seemed to have a few more gray hairs.

After a long time, Ye Hongfeng slowly let go of his hand, turned around and walked out of the bamboo shed, and walked out of the small courtyard until he disappeared into the dawn.

When he arrived at the entrance of the village, Li Dazhuang put his hands in his sleeves.

Ye Hongfeng raised his sleeve and wiped his eyes, looking at Li Dazhuang with red eyes.

"Uncle Li, let's go. ”

Li Dazhuang turned around, but he didn't take a few steps, but found that Ye Hongfeng was still standing in place. Li Dazhuang turned around and slapped Ye Hongfeng on him, making him stumble.

"Look at you like this, is it possible that you can not come back after being admitted to the top prize? Why are you like a girl, if you are really reluctant to take another look, won't it be over?"

Ye Hongfeng didn't look back, and walked straight forward. He knew that after many years, he didn't know when he would be able to come back. The road ahead is still dark, and the dawn is not yet completely broken, only the lanterns of every house in the village are lit, giving people a trace of warmth in this endless darkness.

"Go mix up and ...... person"

Ye Hongfeng secretly made up his mind.

......

Fifty miles away from Kyoto, in a barren mountain, stands a Taoist temple. The Taoist hall is now dilapidated, and the surrounding trees have even died, only the vermilion lacquer jade dotted on the wall of the collapsed hall silently tells the prosperity of the year.

On a dirt slope not far from the Dao Hall, a middle-aged strong man was leading a young man to climb the slope sweating profusely.

The young man threw the burden behind his back, wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, and asked the middle-aged strong man next to him, "Uncle Li, we've been gone for half a month, why haven't we arrived in Kyoto yet?"

The people who came were Ye Hongfeng and Li Dazhuang.

Li Dazhuang walked to a big bluestone on the edge of the dirt slope, shook off his burden and lay back on the bluestone. To be honest, driving two or three hundred miles a day under the scorching sun, Rao is also a little difficult.

Li Dazhuang beckoned Ye Hongfeng to come and sit down. He didn't doubt how Ye Hongfeng and a mortal could travel hundreds of miles a day, Ye Lao let him take a medicinal bath since he was a child, and everyone in the village knew about it. Li Dazhuang even believed that Ye Hongfeng's physical strength was no longer comparable to himself.

Li Dazhuang raised his hand and pointed forward, "See, cross this mountain, and drive about fifty miles, and Kyoto will be there." ”

Ye Hongfeng didn't bother to look up, after all, he couldn't see it across the mountain, so it was better to lie on the big bluestone for a while. It's just that I never thought that this bluestone was exposed to the scorching sun, and it was still cool.

Ye Hongfeng raised his hand to cover the scorching sun and asked, "Uncle Li, you said that we have gone all the way and have crossed a lot of mountains. This mountain is especially chic, and there is no hair. ”

Li Dazhuang said weakly: "If something goes wrong, it must be weird, let's lie down and leave......"

As he spoke, Ye Hongfeng heard a snoring sound, and he smiled bitterly. You talk about abnormality, but your body is honestly asleep. Ye Hongfeng wanted to wake up Li Dazhuang and continue to hurry, but as soon as he sat up, he felt sleepy, and as soon as he closed his eyelids, he also lay down on the bluestone and fell asleep......

......

Over Kyoto, floating island.

Li Yanqing was lying in a rocking chair in a small courtyard with his eyes closed, only to see him make a move with one hand, and a cup of fairy tea like emerald green flew into his hand. Li Yanqing was holding the teacup with one hand, and the other hand was casually gesturing, and his mouth seemed to be humming a recent folk song from Kyoto, which was so comfortable.

Suddenly, the leaves in the courtyard were windless, and a figure faintly appeared in a shadow in the small courtyard, which was the Li family's secret whistle all over the kingdom of God.

"The head of the house, young lady, she ...... It seems that he has run away from home again. ”

Li Yanqing's waving hand gradually put it down, and she took a sip of tea gently, "It's okay, although my niece has a cold appearance, she is actually quite wild." Let her go, you can bring some people to protect you secretly. ”

The figure seemed to hesitate, was silent for a while, and said, "Family Master, we have found traces of the Netherworld Hall near the Ruined Dao Palace. Seem...... There are also people from the Daomen. ”

"Smack!"

The teacup in Li Yanqing's hand suddenly shattered, "Daomen actually colluded with the Hell Palace, how can this be reasonable!"

Li Yanqing got up and wanted to gather the clan elders, but suddenly turned back to the shadow and said, "You lead people to set up an enchantment on the barren mountain. I don't care why the Gate and the Hell Hall are there, but anyone who threatens Xin'er's life will be killed!"

"Command!"

......

"Boom...... Boom ......"

Lightning pierced the sky, and thunder exploded in my ears.

Ye Hongfeng hurriedly sat up and shook Li Dazhuang awake with all his might.

Ye Hongfeng looked up and looked around, the sky had already darkened, dark clouds were rolling overhead, thunder was bursting, and occasionally lightning flashed in the night. The wind was getting tighter and tighter, and it roared. The wind swept some gravel and crashed indiscriminately, and when it rubbed over the big bluestone, it even left white traces.

Li Dazhuang suddenly came back to his senses and slapped Ye Hongfeng's head with a big hand.

"What are you doing in a daze?

Ye Hongfeng withstood the strong wind and hid with Li Dazhuang in the dilapidated Dao Hall on the dirt slope, until the door was closed, and then he leaned on the door weakly, which was considered a sigh of relief.

Ye Hongfeng took out some dry food from his baggage, stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "I finally survived, I said that this barren mountain was weird, but I fell asleep." ”

Li Dazhuang propped himself up and took a breath, "What is this! I was ...... back then."

Ye Hongfeng obviously didn't want to listen anymore, "Okay, Uncle Li, I know that you were brave and martial back then, and you said it hundreds of times." But it seems that I am more powerful, at least my clothes are not like yours, which are broken into pieces. Ha ha...... cough cough cough ......"

Li Dazhuang handed the water bag to Ye Hongfeng, and slapped him on the head again, "Stinky boy, dare to say bad things about your Uncle Li, look for a fight, right?"

Ye Hongfeng drank water while waving his hand again and again.

"Boom!"

There was another loud thunderclap, and Ye Hongfeng looked out against the crack in the door.

The wind grew stronger and stronger, and the rubble rolled up was overwhelming. The rubble struck the walls of the temple with a loud noise. Dark clouds hung low in the sky, and thunder rolled. Occasionally, lightning flashed, reflecting the purgatory-like world.

Like, the mountain rain is coming!