Seeing that Zhang Zhezhi had a sixth-level cultivation of qi refining at the age of only fourteen or fifteen years old, Jun Modao knew that this was also an extremely rare qualification in Junjiabao, at least there had been no teenager with such qualifications in Junjiabao in the past two thousand years, and this kid was still a casual cultivator, and it was really commendable that he could reach this level without the assistance of a large number of resources from the sect.

What's more, this kid can drive four flying swords at the same time with the cultivation of the sixth layer of qi refining, and he can also make the sword skills he has mastered like an arm, which shows the strength of his mind and the high level of understanding. If you can introduce it to the mountain gate, not to mention that you will get a lot of rewards, with this kid's qualifications, once you grow up, you will inevitably become a big help for yourself to achieve a higher position in Junjiabao in the future. Such a talent must be grasped in his hands, and if he doesn't follow him, who knows if he will be abducted and run away?

"Seniors want to walk with juniors?"

"Why, aren't you welcome?" Jun Modao said with a smile.

"Where will it be? Zhang Philosophy said happily. Of course, he couldn't ask for it, not to mention that it would be much safer to have Jun Modao go all the way, just by having the opportunity to ask a master who built the grassroots along the way, it already made him happy.

"That's fine, you and I hurry up and finish eating, and then we're on our way. ”

Zhang Zhezhi is not in a hurry to return to Sangji City, anyway, as long as the old road of Yunshan is alive, he will definitely wait for him in Sangji City, and there is no other place to go to that bull's nose. What I'm anxious about right now is to go around Qingming Mountain and see if there is a chance to get a few Zhuji Dan for Lao Dao and himself. Now that there is such a master, let's see if I can fool this master to follow me and escort myself.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhezhi asked Jun Modao and said, "Senior, have you heard that Qingming Mountain has discovered a cave mansion where the Jindan Ancestor sits?"

"There is a cave mansion of the Jindan Ancestor in Qingming Mountain, where did you hear about it?" Jun Modao really didn't know this news, he had been cultivating more than 100 miles away for nearly a year, and he had just come out of the customs, so naturally he didn't hear the news.

Zhang Philosophy said: "The junior met a monk outside the Blade City, and he said it was with the junior. He led the juniors to Qingming Mountain and wanted to intercept and kill the juniors on the way, but the monk was not very lucky and was killed by the juniors. By the way, I haven't looked at his storage bag yet, and I don't know if there's a treasure map he said. ”

As he spoke, Zhang Zhezhi took out the storage bag of the monk Zhisheng from his waist and poured out the contents in front of Jun Modao.

Sure enough, it was a murder and arson, a gold belt, and there were no corpses when the bridge was repaired and the road was repaired. The things in the storage bag of the outwitting monk are the most things in the storage bag that Zhang Zhi has ever obtained, there are more than a dozen flying swords alone, more than a dozen magic weapons, more jade bottles and jade slips, tens of thousands of spars at a glance, and some other messy things.

Zhang Zhezhi pushed aside the five women's belly pockets, threw out a few pairs of embroidered shoes, and found a piece of leather made of unknown animals under a pile of things, opened it and looked at it, and said: "It should be this one, seniors, you look at it, and the juniors don't know if this thing is real or fake." With that, he picked out the women's belongings from the pile and threw them away, then put them back into the storage bag and put the storage bag back in his arms.

Jun Modao looked at the map over and over again, and said, "It's really a road map to Qingming Mountain." ”

Zhang Philosophy said: "Listen to that monk say that there are at least a dozen copies of this picture. The younger generation pondered that this picture must have been deliberately emitted by someone to attract more people to the past, and they didn't know what its purpose was. ”

Jun Modao looked at Zhang Zhezhi and said, "Since you can't be sure if it's a good thing, then why do you still want to go?"

Zhang Zhezhi said: "The monk said, it is estimated that there is Zhuji Dan there, and the master of the younger generation is already the ninth layer of qi refining, and the younger generation will also be able to use it in the future, so no matter what, the younger generation will try his luck." ”

Jun Modao thought for a moment and said, "You take out this thing and show it to me, but do you want me to go with you?"

Zhang Philosopher said with a smile: "Sure enough, I can't hide it from the eyes of my predecessors, and the younger generations have this idea." ”

"Okay, I'll go with you and see who's doing the weirdwork. If you can get Tsukidan on this trip, you will be given it. ”

"The younger generation only wants to get Tsukidan, except for Tsukidan, the younger generation doesn't want it, as long as the seniors can get it, it will all belong to the seniors. ”

Jun Modao smiled and said, "Yes, you kid knows how to advance and retreat, so it's good." But I don't take advantage of you, if there is something suitable for you, I will give it to you. ”

Zhang Zhe clenched his fists and said, "Thank you seniors." ”

While the two were talking, the little white fox head Zhang Zhizhi poked his head out of his arms, and when he saw that the two were eating and drinking, he jumped out, walked to Zhang Zhizhi's feet, and whined at him.

Jun Modao saw the little white fox and said in surprise: "Boy, this is the Qinglan Demon Fox, where did you get it from?"

Zhang Zhezhi didn't know why the little white fox ran out, when there were outsiders in the past, it always stayed obediently in his arms. At this time, seeing Jun Modao asking him, he put a roast chicken in front of the little white fox, and replied: "The juniors don't know how this little guy found me, some time ago, the juniors were intercepted and killed, and they were injured and hidden, but they found it in their arms, and since then it has been following the juniors." Senior, are there very few white foxes?"

Jun Modao looked at the little white fox and said: "Of course there are rare, it is said that the Qinglan Demon Fox is a branch of the Qingqiu Fox, this fox is the best at concealment and illusion, many people like to catch them the most, take their souls and sacrifice some phantom arrays, with their souls, the power of the phantom array can be increased by at least three or four times." That's why they're rare. ”

The little white fox looked up at Jun Modao, whined a few times, and lowered his head to continue eating.

"The juniors don't know how this little guy ran out on his own, and when there were outsiders before, I never saw it come out. ”

Jun Modao said with a smile: "Qinglan Demon Fox is the most astute, can feel the hearts of others, if the cultivation is enough, they will naturally have the magic power of his heart, so they are the most sensitive to good and evil, who is a threat to them, or malice, they can feel it." ”

Zhang Zhe smiled: "In this way, the senior is indeed a good person, otherwise it would not come out, and the junior is relieved." ”

Jun Modao laughed and said, "It turns out that your kid has always been worried about me coming?"

"The juniors are joking, the seniors are not strange. Zhang Philosophy arched his hand to Jun Modao and said with a smile.

"This fox is willing to follow you, which means that you are not a bad kid. ”

Zhang Zhe raised the wine in his hand and said with a smile: "The juniors and seniors are like-minded people, and they encourage each other. ”

Fifty thousand miles north of Qingming Mountain is the Mang Wasteland, and through the 300,000 miles of the Mang Wasteland is the Northern Han Kingdom. The Mang Wasteland is an extremely cold place, the climate is harsh, and it is covered with snow all year round, except for the occasional arrival of immortal cultivators, it is completely impossible for mortals to reach the Mang Wasteland, just the Qingying Mountain, which is the forbidden land of mortals.

Qingming Mountain has a radius of 190,000 li, and it is the place where the Yin Qi of the Western Qin Kingdom gathers the most, even if you fly at high altitude with the flying sword, once you enter the sky above Qingming Mountain, you can already feel the cold qi penetrate into the flesh and bones, and only the cultivator can avoid the invasion of the cold qi with the true yuan to protect the body. All the evil cultivators who take the cold path can get twice the result with half the effort when they practice in Qingming Mountain, so most of the evil cultivators of the Western Qin Kingdom are stationed here.

Jinquan Town is not far from Qingming Mountain, and after Jinquan Town, more than 1,000 miles ahead is the range of Qingming Mountain.

Because Jinquan Town is close to Qingming Mountain and is the last place to settle down in Qingming Mountain, there are many cultivators who come and go, and the merchants who sell the specialties of Qingming Mountain are also cultivators, so the people in the town are no strangers to cultivators, and they do not have so much respect and fear for cultivators.

The largest inn in Jinquan Town is Guanshanyue Inn, the owner's surname is Diao, and he is a middle-aged man with a short stature. The innkeeper was a tall lady, and if you looked at it from behind, you would think that she was a six-foot-tall strong man, of course, without looking at the clothes.

These days, the number of guests at Guanshanyue Inn has suddenly increased, and Boss Diao and more than a dozen guys are also very busy. Although they are no strangers to cultivators, it does not mean that they can ignore these cultivators, and if they want to satisfy these cultivators who can lose their lives at any time, Boss Diao has put a lot of effort into it.

In the morning, there were not many customers in the front hall of Guanshanyue Inn, only a few people, and those cultivators did not have the habit of eating breakfast, and now the customers in the store are all residents of the town.

"It's this shop, just eat something, we'll wait for Jia Laodao here. With the sound of speaking, two more people walked into the Guanshanyue Inn. Both of them are tall men, but they look exactly the same, and they are dressed in the same way, they are both dressed in thin long shirts, and they are obviously twin brothers. If you can dress so thinly in Jinquan Town in the cold winter season, you must be a cultivator.

When the shopkeeper saw the two of them coming in, he hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile: "The two guest officers, please, I don't know if you two live in the hotel or play sharp?"

One of the men said, "If you don't live in the store, just get some of the best food and drink in your store." ”

"Okay, you two sit down first, the little one will give you a pot of tea first, and then arrange the wine and food, the two of you will wait a while, the wine and food will come soon." Xiao Er led the two to a position against the window, wiped the table and chairs diligently, and let the two sit down, and then turned around to arrange the wine and food.

"Second brother, as soon as I entered this town, I felt that there were a lot of people coming this time. A man said as he looked at the people passing by on the street.

The person who was called the second brother replied: "Hehe, there are a lot of people, presumably those people in the Qingying Mountain have also heard the news, plus them, this time it is also lively enough, I don't know who released the rumor, what is the purpose of such a big battle." ”

"It doesn't matter what their purpose is, anyway, our brothers are just here to join in the fun, if there is a benefit, we will make a little profit, and if there is no benefit, we will see the excitement. ”

"We think so, I'm afraid that Jia Laodao doesn't think so. ”