On the second day, in the carriage, looking at the figure of the Tang Mansion gradually moving away, Wan Yan Feng's calm eyes forcibly held back the tears in his eye frame. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This time, he didn't know when he would come back, and he didn't know if he could hold on, so he secretly made up his mind in his heart that he would rush back as soon as he got the elixir, and he must heal Jinghong Baiyu.

But he never thought that after going out this time, he would actually embark on an immortal road that was different from mortals, and walked out of his own path of cultivating immortals.

After walking like this for two days, the carriage traveled eastward and came to a large city called "Donghai City".

Walking to the city, Wan Yan Feng got out of the carriage, and the carriage returned to the Tang Mansion, and Wan Yan Feng walked in the city, only to see the merchants and travelers, most of whom rested and traded. I inquired about it, and it turned out that this East China Sea City was already the closest city to the East China Sea, and four hundred miles east from here was the East China Sea.

Wan Yan Feng was overjoyed, you must know that this trip to Xiniu Hezhou must pass through the East China Sea, as long as you cross Penglai Immortal Island in the East China Sea, it is the border of Xiniu Hezhou.

Thinking of this, his heart suddenly brightened, but he thought of the Peach Blossom Fairy Ziyu in his heart, and the corners of his mouth subconsciously muttered: "I don't know if I can see you......"

Finally, he put aside his thoughts, and wanted to look around, looking for a place to rest, to see if there was an inn.

Running all the way, unconsciously Yan Feng has walked to the west of the city, at this time a secluded corner, there is a hexagram stall under the low house shed, the hexagram flag at the door is eye-catching, and there is a leisurely old way sitting on the gossip chair behind the case, only to see him crank a feather fan, white beard fluttering, quite a bit of fairy wind bones, is squinting slightly, glancing at the passing beings.

Suddenly, Wan Yan Feng entered his field of vision, and Lao Dao noticed that Wan Yan Feng was looking around, and couldn't help but take a closer look at his face.

"Here he comes. Lao Dao suddenly perked up, took out the hexagram and immediately made another hexagram, but he was even more puzzled: "This person has evil spirits, and he will definitely become a ...... of the Three Realms in the future."

When the words came to his mouth, the doubts in his heart became heavier, and when he raised his eyes, a mark on his neck faintly appeared: "No, he still has evil qi on his body? What is going on? Is it a person in the Demon Dao?"

"Come on, boy, come here!" At that moment, Lao Dao got up and walked out of the hexagram stall and beckoned to Wan Yan Feng.

After hearing the greeting, Yan Feng also looked at Lao Dao, and was very puzzled, and saluted and said, "Dao Chief, are you calling me?"

When Lao Dao heard this, his face smiled gently, and he spoke later: "Poor Dao sees that you are destined for me, why don't you count a hexagram for you?"

"This ......" Yan Feng was stunned for a moment, shook his head, and then politely excused himself and said: "Dao Chief, there is something important to do, hurry up, forget it, if you have the opportunity, I will definitely let you count a hexagram." ”

Hearing this, the old man suddenly laughed and said, "It's okay, but I still want to remind you that this trip to Xiniu Hezhou will pass through the East China Sea, and there will be a road of sexual encounters." ”

At the moment, Wan Yanfeng felt funny when he saw this, but he didn't care about it, and he was still polite, "Remember the good words of the Taoist chief in the next place, say goodbye!"

After speaking, Wan Yan Feng turned around and walked east, until not long after Wan Yan Feng left, a person walked out from behind a big tree, if Wan Yan Feng saw the old man of the teahouse, he would be surprised.

Lao Dao looked at the east, nodded slightly, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said: "This young man is stubborn and determined, but he is a little like you back then." ”

The old man standing beside him was no longer the old man at the moment, and he also smiled slightly: "In the vast sea of people, it is fate that he can meet us, it depends on whether he can come to the Medicine Valley." ”

"Are you really so optimistic about him, but I think there is another force in his body, I'm afraid it will ...... in the future" Lao Dao's tone paused, his eyes thought for a while, and then he turned to the old man of Tianji, and then asked: "I'm afraid in the future...... It will be difficult to achieve great things in the future, if it is for the sake of the rivers and lakes, will the reputation of Medicine Valley in this life not be ruined in the hands of his concubine!!"

Listening to the solemn tone, the corners of the old man's mouth twitched, and he also looked at him, but he didn't look worried, and said with a smile: "Have you ever heard of a poor road chief?"

"Poor, my grandfather?" Lao Dao looked puzzled, and then pouted, "What are you doing for him?"

Tianji turned his head and said, "He used to have evil spirits, I think he is exactly the same as him, but in the end, isn't it a cultivation immortal to be poor?"

Hearing this, Lao Dao was stunned for a while, and he couldn't say anything in his heart for a while, but he couldn't speak, so he had to look to the east in a daze, but when he saw that the sun was shining, the sun was in the middle of the day, and on the street, the young man had long since disappeared.

......

As he walked, he watched Yan Feng walk into an inn called "Donghai" without looking back, and this inn was luxurious and generous. Donghai Inn is a combination of food and accommodation, located on the east side of the street, if the past businessmen don't want to sleep in the wild, they all eat and live here, so Wan Yanfeng will also stay for one night.

It's a little more expensive, but it's better than sleeping on the streets.

"Alas, alas, where are you going, stinky begging for food!"

As soon as Yan Feng stepped into the threshold of the inn, he heard the shopkeeper shouting, and the sudden accident made him turn his head to look.

Following his gaze, I saw that the shopkeeper at the door of the inn stretched out his hand to stop a little beggar, and kept waving the rag in his hand, as if he wanted to drive him away in this way, and at the same time sneered in his mouth:

"Don't open your eyes to see, this is a restaurant, a place to eat and stay, not a porridge factory, not a temple, you dare to step in if you stretch out your feet!"