Chapter 112: That mountain is called Fu Yu

Stepping on the feather fan under his feet, Shen Hao flew very slowly, flying very low, of course, it also had something to do with his cultivation, too high is not good, at this moment, his eyes were intently swept over the mountains and forests below.

Mountains and forests, birds startled, beasts roared with menace, and occasionally rivers on the surface of which fish leaped out of the water in the sun, and the sun was soft, and the wind was beautiful.

It's hard to imagine that such a scenery is gathered together, not because of anything, but because such a scenery is almost all over Shen Hao's field of vision, and he can feel that even if he flies thousands of miles away, it is still this scenery, very beautiful, the same, not the same, such a landscape, such a lush environment, there is only here, here, which makes Shen Hao's mood very happy.

It's just that Shen Hao at this moment, what he is looking for, is not these, he raised his head slightly, the sun in the sky was falling more and more to the west, he didn't speak, and continued to look down at the world, this feeling of flying is something that Shen Hao has been imagining all his life, and now, he has done it, he is flying against the wind, his whole body is integrated into this feeling, and the face touched by the wind has a look of enjoyment.

The Empress Dowager Yang seemed to have spoken to the ethereal spirit for a long time, she paused slightly, and in the blur, she could vaguely see her raising her head, and her body trembled a little, as if, all the time, she looked like this, every night sky with stars, she would look up and say something that only she could hear, and hoped that someone could also hear it.

The sky was gradually dyed red, the red glow melted into the sky, the sky was getting dark, now, it was dusk, Shen Hao stopped at this time, looked at a forest below, the wind blew the top of the tree, Shen Hao controlled the feather fan, landed on the top of the tree, a few leaves blew up, passing in front of his eyes.

"Let's continue tomorrow. Shen Hao muttered, raised his hand and grabbed a leaf in front of him, his feet shook, the feather fan swelled suddenly, turning into the size of three zhang, Shen Hao sat down, looked at the sunset, let go of the leaves in his hand, and went with the wind again, Shen Hao was silent, slapped on the storage bag, a wine jug appeared, it was Zuo Mu's ashes, and a gourd appeared.

Shen Hao put the wine jug containing Zuo Mu's ashes in front of him, grabbed the gourd, opened the gourd stopper, and a smell of wine wafted out with the wind, I don't know when it started, Shen Hao became fond of putting wine on his body, because, he didn't know when, he would take it out unconsciously, take a few sips, that feeling, very good.

Lifted up, poured out some wine from the gourd, and sprinkled some on the wine jug containing Zuo Mu's ashes, but never thought that the wine would drift away with the wind, Shen Hao was slightly stunned, and then smiled, poured the gourd mouth into his mouth, the Adam's apple was beating, and a hot current surged into his heart, after a few sips, Shen Hao gently put down the gourd.

After Shen Hao finished speaking, he fell silent, looked up at the darkening sky, waved his hand and put the wine jug containing Zuo Mu's ashes back into the storage bag, leaned back directly, and lay directly on the feather fan, the evening breeze blew his clothes, hair and hair band, looking at the sky in a daze, unconsciously, the night sky replaced the sunset, countless stars shone in the night sky, Shen Hao's heart was touched at this moment.

"Are you also looking up at the stars above your head..."Shen Hao smiled and spoke, a little sad, suddenly got up, took the gourd in his hand, and poured a big sip of wine again, took a long breath of relief, and laughed.

No matter where they are, there will always be people who look up at the stars like Shen Hao, although they are not the same, under a strange star, the figure of a woman stands on the roof, blurred, only listening to the broken words in her mouth.

As if she had been talking to the ethereal spirit for a long time, she paused slightly, and in the blur, she could vaguely see her raising her head, her body trembling a little, as if, all the time, she looked like this, every night sky with stars, she would look up and say something that only she could hear, hoping that someone could also hear it.

Feng Buke's Distant Love Secret Technique pointed out that no matter where the cold ball is, there will always be someone who looks up at the stars like Shen Hao, although it is not the same piece, under a strange star, a woman's figure stands on the roof, blurred, only listening to her mouth.

The same strange starry sky, the same unfamiliar figure, only the back, a palace dress fluttering in the wind, a palace dress in white, next to her, sitting a yellow dog, looking up at the woman next to her, a little puzzled, just the next moment, a show foot, white shoes directly kicked it away.

With a scolding, the big yellow dog whimpered, as if he was a little aggrieved, and left obediently, but not far away, stopped, continued to look at the woman's back, and fell silent.

Originally, there was only these, but now, under the same sky, there was one more person, looking at the night sky like Shen Hao, it was also a woman, her body was cold, like a plum in the snow, she was Fang Mei, when she opened the window and looked up at the sky, she was a little lonely.

"I, what are you thinking..."Fang Mei looked up, nothing special, but her heart was a little blocked and a little uncomfortable, but she didn't know why, at this time, the door was pushed open, Fang Mei paused slightly, and smiled on her face.

The first ghost ship of the Xingdi Branch is the same strange starry sky, the same strange figure, only the back, a palace costume fluttering in the wind, a palace dress in white, next to her, there is a yellow dog, looking up at the woman next to her, a little puzzled, but in the next moment, a show foot, white shoes directly kicked it away.

"Mother. Fang Mei turned around and hugged the figure who walked in, it was a woman, very beautiful, somewhat similar to Fang Mei, the two stood together, in fact, they were like sisters, and at this moment Fang Mei's mother also smiled slightly.

"What is the girl thinking?" Fang Mei asked softly, Fang Mei was stunned, her face was a little ugly, she thought for a while, and said with a reluctant smile.

A sip of wine, down his stomach, Shen Hao did not run the cultivation to dissolve this wine, the heat flowed all over his body, I don't know how long it took, Shen Hao's body shook, and the feather fan also trembled, as if he was about to lose his spiritual power and fall.

No matter where the fiefdom is far away, there will always be people who look up at the stars like Shen Hao, although it is not the same, under a strange star, a woman's figure stands on the roof, blurred, and only listens to the broken words in her mouth.

At this moment, Shen Hao here, the gourd suddenly fell down, but there was not a drop of wine, a long sigh of relief, the evening breeze hit his face, the coldness made him a little sober, at this moment he lay directly on the feather fan again, feeling the feeling of the evening breeze blowing on his face, Shen Hao wanted to feel it for a long time, and felt it personally at this moment, indescribable joy and pleasure.

"Life...", he sighed, glanced at the starry sky, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then gradually closed, the spiritual power suddenly dispersed at this moment, and the feather fan under Shen Hao's body returned to its usual size with a shock, but it was still able to drag Shen Hao's body down slowly until it fell to the ground, and the forest was dark, but it could still be seen that Shen Hao was asleep.

Night and day, alternately, Shen Hao slept soundly all night, at this moment a trace of morning light shone on his eyes, Shen Hao's eyes moved, and then suddenly opened his eyes and did it, his head hurt a little, he looked up, and a ray of morning light shone on his face.

Murmuring, Shen Hao slowly stood up, a few leaves fell from him, and at this moment suddenly turned on his cultivation, his whole body was shocked in an instant, his clothes were much cleaner, his head came to his senses, he took a deep breath, and with a wave of his hand, the feather fan that was pressed under Shen Hao's body for a whole night rose to the sky, Shen Hao's cultivation was running, and he jumped up directly, and searched towards the general range of the west again.

Not far away, Dutai investigated Feng Sun and made trouble with Shen Hao here at this moment, the gourd suddenly fell down, but there was not a drop of wine, he breathed a long sigh of relief, the evening breeze blew across his face, and the coldness made him a little sober, and at this moment he lay directly on the feather fan again, feeling the feeling of the evening breeze blowing on his face, Shen Hao wanted to feel it for a long time, and felt it personally at this moment, indescribable joy and pleasure.

One day, two days... Five days, half a month, Shen Hao walked to the west with Fang Xianfeng as the midpoint of the semicircle of three thousand miles, mountains and forests, rivers and plains, countless corners, Shen Hao has been to pursue, but still did not find the mountain, on the way, slightly encountered some demon spirits, only did not take the initiative to provoke Shen Hao, Shen Hao did not go to destroy them.

Stopping to rest and meditate at night, and continuing to search during the day, Shen Hao never gave up, until, from the time Shen Hao set off to the present, the twenty-third day has passed!