Takakawa woke up from a jolt and hum, his aching muscles opened his eyes, and there was darkness around him, sand and dirt were constantly surging, and a noisy roar came from not far away.

A few seconds ago, before he could react, his groggy brain, which seemed to be ravaged by the turn of a hand, couldn't think at all, and he didn't even know why he was in the current situation.

No part of the body is intact, from bones to muscles, from skin to internal organs, all of them are signaled by pain.

"I'm ......"

Struggling to get up, although he had regained some ability to think, his eyes were still blank, Gao Chuan's thinking was now in chaos, countless fragments of memory poured out from the depths and surfaced, but the surrounding environment did not give him the conditions to think quietly - I saw a large piece of sand and stone falling, sharp tops facing down, just when it was about to hit the top of his head, he slowly raised a hand

The aura condensed, the shock wave spread, and a translucent ripple flickered, and the sand and gravel were shattered into powder in an instant.

“...... Where?"

Turning his head and looking around, Gao Chuan realized that he was in a deep pit.

Without hesitation, jumping out of the pit, he had already recalled most of the things as his sanity and logical abilities gradually returned.

"Out of the mountains...... Enter the Tianguan ...... Slay the Demons...... Fly the Bird ...... ...... during the trip"

Gao Chuan counted the recent events one by one, the memory gradually returned, and the strong recovery ability made all the wounds and bruises on his body be resolved, and in the evening sunset, I saw the wounds that were deep visible to the bone closed and closed, and the dark purple bruises gradually faded and disappeared, and finally turned into a normal color.

During this time, he picked up his storage box - I have to say that this thing is really strong, at least stronger than himself, and at the same time there is no damage to the appearance in the slightest, and the storage function inside is not affected, the three hundred spirit stones are really worth it - although he wants a storage bracelet more.

There are a circle of potholes around, judging from Gao Chuan's experience, these seem to be made by him, all of them are sunken in, some of them are fist prints, they look very clear, and with a tingling feeling surging from the depths of his brain, he finally remembered everything that had happened.

During the flight, he encountered an accident, the traction spirit was torn off, and he had already grabbed the feather, and it stands to reason that he would not be thrown off so easily, but because of the flowing clouds and geese, etc., he fell so badly and almost died, isn't it all because of that damn stupid bird!!

The boring memories have ended, his face is gradually gloomy, with the anger of almost falling to death and the anger of being played, Gao Chuan can't help but grit his teeth, the anger surges, and the overflowing spiritual power stirs the surroundings, spreading ripples, the sun is slanting to the west, and the dim light makes his face more and more terrifying.

Closing his eyes, his thoughts spread, and he could vaguely sense the breath of the flowing cloud goose, after all, there was still a feather of it at hand, and the two corresponded, and he easily found the trajectory of the flight.

It's not that far, and it doesn't seem to take long.

In that case, what are you waiting for?!

With a sneer, looking at the direction, Gao Chuan picked up the box and rushed towards the place where the Liuyun Goose landed.

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In the dim light of the evening, everything around them became dim. The figure in the distance began to blur, and finally the dust behind him turned into a churning cloud of chaotic color.

Standing in front of the platform, holding the secret method bronze for communication in his hand, Hao Beifeng narrowed his eyes, and the spiritual light converged and flashed in it, forming a series of spiritual patterns - turning his head and eyes, the tall and muscular body did not move at all, and the distant scene became extremely clear in an instant.

He was not stupid, and the general context of the matter was clearly visible through the two words that he heard vaguely.

It seems that the passenger who was running over there was the one who was thrown off, and the cabin was shattered, but he looked unscathed, and he was lucky to be able to run so fast.

Walking down the stairs next to the platform, the smoke got closer and closer.

Because of the sound, four or five cultivators walked out of the house in the center of the post station, they were tall or short, fat or thin, but they all had middle-aged cultivators of at least the third order, all of them were kind and kind-eyed, and their faces were kind.

"Whatever you have gathered here to do, go back to work. ”

Waving his hand to do the expulsion, Beifeng felt a little headache, this string of things is not troublesome, but it is better to have fewer things or fewer things, if this group of people knows, maybe in a few days there will be a group of reports in Yujing questioning the safety of Liuyun Yan, and then he, the stationmaster, will definitely be criticized for lax discipline, which is completely unreasonable.

Thinking of this, the irritability was even worse, "Go, what are you doing here, tell you to leave!"

"Stationmaster, how many days have we been idle, where do we get the work?"

"That is, they have been playing cards for three or four days. ”

They all complained, and the cultivators subordinate to these post stations couldn't help but complain a little.

Although the salary is still paid now, it can be regarded as idle, but there is no performance, and there is no way to get a promotion and a raise!

"When you're busy--the once every ten years disciple assessment of the Zhenyuan Sect is about to start, you just wait to be exhausted to death, don't you cherish the few leisure time you have now, and worry about something here. ”

Said impatiently, Beifeng reminded by the way, "According to the text message, the academy has begun to release people a few days ago, and in another week or two, you will be annoyed to death by countless students and their spirit beasts who have rushed to you - don't blame me for not reminding you, make some preparations as soon as possible." ”

"Stationmaster, don't talk nonsense......" A tall and fat cultivator pulled the corners of his mouth, wanting to laugh but couldn't laugh, pulling a face and saying, "Since Yujing opened the platform directly under it, there are few birds that have landed in our place, not to mention that now that skyboats are gradually popular, who will ride spirit beasts." ”

"That is, since Emperor Chang ascended the throne, vigorously developed new formations and all kinds of civil magic weapons, and made some skyship flying kites, our post station will also be used as a canteen for large birds and spirit beasts like Liuyun Goose, who will come and stop seriously. ”

The last time Zhenyuan Sect opened its doors to accept disciples was ten years ago, at that time, Emperor Chang had not yet ascended the throne, and the reform had not yet been deepened. ”

After saying that, in the midst of each other's small talk, they returned to the interior of the house in the center of the post station one by one.

The subordinates all dispersed, and Hao Beifeng couldn't help but feel a stomachache.

To tell the truth, they are telling the truth, with the development of the new magic weapon reform, this post station is becoming more and more unworthy of the name, presumably one day, this ancient facility will be patted with his stationmaster and leave, and he has no way to contact these lovely spirit beasts through channels.

"It seems that in the future, I may really have to resign and go to the south to open a ranch to live......"

Suddenly, Hao Beifeng looked into the distance, the figure was gradually clearly visible, except for a little dust and bloodstains on his body, there was no big injury.

It's really fateful, since you're alive, you don't need to send text messages.

With this in mind, he put away the bronze sword and walked towards the man.

......

From a distance, you can already vaguely see the appearance of the post station.

Compared to what it might have been, the inn was more like a platform, made of gray rock, with rows of animal pens on top of it, and a larger ranch-like facility at the back.

Now, the pen is empty, but in the pasture behind it, there is a tall figure clearly visible.

Naturally, it's the clouds and geese.

To be honest, after running for such a long time, Gao Chuan has long been less angry - he is not dead, except for the mess of his clothes, there is nothing to lose, and it is not a way to get angry with this beast, and anyway, this stupid bird has taken him to fly for more than two weeks, and only came out of the basket at the last moment, otherwise, if you come to such a pass in the middle of the way, it will really be over.

Anyway, he threw himself near the post station, and it wasn't too far away, so he didn't need to use his legs to cross half of Zhongzhou - and the people in the post station must know where Yujing was, although they didn't see a shadow now, but it must not be too far.

Slowing down, Takakawa slowed down.

Now it's almost night, even if you find Yujing, you can't go in, you have to go to the post station early and find a place to rest.

At this moment, he saw a sturdy middle-aged man walking towards him in front of him.