Dialect rode a jujube red horse, followed a large group of warriors, led by five monks, and galloped in a southeasterly direction.

Along the way, there were already foreign affairs disciples and family members of the Fang family, and tents were set up at regular intervals along the road to facilitate the food and accommodation of the autumn hunting team. Fang Tong was inseparable by Fang Yan's side, and the two teammates were also carefully guarded, although the journey was hard, the speed was really not slow.

After three days on the road, the people on both sides of the road began to become more and more thin, and the horse team entered the mountains. The road is getting narrower and narrower, and there is only a winding path in front of you, winding in the mountains, on both sides are undulating hills, the hills are not high, the highest is only a hundred zhang, the grass and trees on the mountains are not luxuriant, and you can see large stones everywhere.

The horse team walked in the mountain road, and the monk Fang Kun, who led the team, flew up from time to time, and the road he checked attracted the envious eyes of the horse team. Fang Kun is the half-brother of the patriarch Fang Qian, more than half a hundred years old, he is a late stage of qi refining, one of the highest cultivators in the clan, he often leads the team to participate in autumn hunts, I heard that he used to team up with people to hunt high-level demon beasts, and he is a war cultivator who specializes in fighting.

The further they went, the more difficult the road became, and many places had to be dismounted and walked to pass, and the five monks divided into two teams, one leading the way and the other holding back. The peaks on both sides gradually become taller, the forest is deep and the grass is dense, and birds and beasts can be heard from time to time. There are no more tents on the way into the mountain, and they have to bring their own utensils to eat and drink, and they are constantly walking during the day, gnawing two mouthfuls of dry food, and only at night will the monks find a good place and set up tents, and the five monks will take turns on duty.

After two days of walking on the rugged mountain road, it was almost noon on the sixth day after the departure when I came out of a deep valley and suddenly opened up in front of me. What appeared in front of me was a piece of grassland of thousands of acres, on which hundreds of large and small tents had been erected, the small ones could only accommodate a few people, and the large ones covered several acres and were ten zhang high, so I was afraid that hundreds of people could live.

Further ahead, the towering peaks are not less than a thousand feet high, and the top of the mountain is covered with clouds and mist, some of which are covered with snow that does not melt all year round, and the mountains are layered on top of each other, and I don't know how deep they are.

"This is the Guardian Mountain, which is said to be 100,000 miles deep, and no one can climb it. Fang Tong walked from behind and said in dialect: "Legend has it that there are a large number of demons living behind Hujun Mountain, but this huge mountain range blocks the invasion of those demons, just like a protector guarding our South Vietnam, so it is called Hujun Mountain." ”

"Yan'er, are you close to the small buildings on the side of the mountain? ”

Fang Yan fixed his eyes and saw that there were several exquisite bamboo buildings on the side of the mountain not far away, faintly.

"That's where the ancestors of Zhuji live, and they are all the ancestors of the great family and the invited offerings, specially guarding this camp, and planning for our return. If the samurai team encounters danger in the mountains, they will be helped by the Qi refining monks who follow them, and if they encounter a danger that the Qi refining monks can't solve, they will pass the talisman to a few ancestors, and they will rush over. ”

Fang Yan nodded, and followed Fang Tong into the large tent, a tent slightly on the edge of the north. The seven or eight tents in this vicinity were all occupied by the Fang family's autumn hunting team, and one of the tents was led by a Fang family elder, who arrived a few days ago on another family's spaceship, carrying the materials needed by the Fang family's demon hunting team this time.

After everyone entered their tents, they put down their belongings and went outside the tents to sit on the grass to rest. At this time, from the top of the valley where they came, a black thing flew in, getting closer and closer, and when it was almost out of the valley, it turned out to be a large flying boat, nearly a hundred feet long, fast as the wind, flying to the southeast corner of the meadow, and the spaceship slowly fell. The back cover of the spaceship slowly opened, and a team of mermaids came out of it, with more than 200 people.

"That's the Chen family, who rented the big ship of Wanbao Pavilion. Fang Tong also said with envy. "On a big boat, we have traveled more than a thousand miles in a few days, and they only need to arrive in one day, and it will cost at least three hundred spirit stones to come and go, right?"

"It's so expensive! It takes so many spirit stones to use it once?" Li Fang's eyes widened on the side, and his mouth didn't close for a long time. Fang Yan had never seen a spirit stone, and he didn't have much of a concept, but he also knew that it was a huge amount of money, and it was thousands of taels when converted into gold.

"Of course, this is just the rent, and the spirit stones will be consumed during the flight. ”

Li Fang's family was a little jealous, and he didn't squeak for a long time. The dialect is not much better, and I can't figure out how such a big guy can fly when I can't get into the spaceship.

The people of the Chen family lined up in a neat line amid the shouts of the leading monks, walked into the huge tent in the middle with their heads held high, and did not come out again. For the first time, Fang Yan really saw the wonder of the immortal cultivation world, and he was curious about everything, and he also wanted to go to Fang Tong in the tent, so he smiled silently.

After lunch, everyone in the Fang family slept in their respective tents to get rid of the fatigue of running around for days. He slept until it was close to dinner, when Fang Yan stretched out his legs and got up and walked out of the tent. At this time, the tents on the grass were already full of people, hundreds of tents were full of people inside and out, and this rarely inhabited place was like a busy city for a while.

Fang Yan walked outside alone, and unconsciously walked to the side close to the bamboo building, far away a row of bamboo buildings built on the side of the mountain, there is a small stream flowing through it, and behind it is a verdant mountain. Those bamboo buildings are not the same, some are slightly simple, some are beautifully decorated, there are flowers and plants all around, and there is a bamboo building built on the stream, which is covered with bamboo into a pointed dome, which is very chic.

In the distance, there was a painting boat in the sky, a beautiful cloud in the distance, this painting boat seemed to float over, the people on the grass were silent for a while, the boat kept falling next to the bamboo building on the stream, and five people fell lightly from the painting boat, the first person was dressed in white, and the rest of the people followed. I saw that the man at the head was slender, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, excellent demeanor, white clothes fluttering on his body, and a fairy wind bone.

I saw that with a wave of his left hand, the painting boat was gone, and then with a slight click, a few flashes stood on top of the dome, and with a flick of his right hand behind him, he was quietly on the Guardian Mountain. There were many people on the grass, that posture, that charm, not only women, but even men were intoxicated by it, but the man in white seemed to be unconscious, and after half a moment, he floated into the bamboo building without a sound.

Fang Yan's face is full of infinite yearning at the moment, this is the real immortal person, freewheeling, natural. Fang Yan slowly sat on the grass, and the bamboo building was silent for a long time, just so distracted

I don't know how long later, Fang Tong's voice came, holding a food box and handing it to Fang Yan's hand. With a look of godliness, Fang Tong said softly: "Yan'er, Shu should be a disciple of the great sect, and he is at least an inner disciple in white. Mo Ji is very light, maybe he is the predecessor of the foundation building period, anyway, it is his cultivation to be a father. ”

"Father, I also want to be like him, that's a monk, that's a cultivator. I can do it, I can!" the dialect stood firm, and his eyes flickered slightly.

"I believe you, Yan'er. Fang Tong's gaze was a little moist.

Neither of them spoke again, Fang Yan was still sitting quietly after eating, Fang Tong gently patted Fang Yan's shoulder and walked into the tent.

In these tents of the Fang family, there seemed to be no one in the quiet, and everyone was shocked by the events of the day. Those who had been here before were better, and those who came for the first time like Fang Yan were deeply touched by this monk's world, and everyone was silent.

Fang Yan sat for a long time before entering the tent, and slept in the tent but could not sleep until almost dawn.

The next morning, the dialect got up, put on his clothes and armor, took his belongings, and went out of the tent. After breakfast, the team leader Fang Kun went to the largest tent in the middle to discuss matters, and everyone else went outside a tent to receive dry food for ten days of hunting demons in the mountain, and after ten days, everyone was returning here, and then returning.

An hour or so, Fang Kun came back and found four other monks, and the five of them discussed the time of a pillar of incense, and then loudly ordered the captains of each squad to obey the order. More than twenty squads, each of which was in charge of four or five monks, were scattered and cautiously marched in the northwest direction of Hujun Mountain, each team separated by hundreds of feet, and the monks followed behind everyone.

Just as he was about to leave, he saw a person in the distance greeting Fang Kun, and several other monks also came up to talk for a while, and then dispersed.

A monk of the Fang family said to Fang Tong as he walked: "This Lin family has eight monks at once, more than 100 late stage warriors, don't you want to go to Nan City?"

"I heard that Lin Fengying of their Lin family has been directly accepted as an inner disciple by the Lanyue Sect, and she has worshiped under a Jindan Old Ancestor, who else in Yannan City now has the courage to deal with the Lin family?" Fang Tong sighed lightly and shook his head.

"I see, no wonder this Lin family is a lot louder and full of confidence. ”

The dialect heard it next to him, and his heart moved slightly, but he didn't speak. Fang Tong looked back, the corners of his mouth moved, and he didn't squeak, and walked forward by himself.

Soon, nearly a thousand squads from dozens of families sprinkled into the Guardian Mountain like raindrops and disappeared.

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