Ji Feng was in a daze for four days before he woke up, and that palm was really not light. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After Ji Feng woke up, he stretched his waist, still feeling a little sleepy, in the past six years, Ji Feng never dared to relax, almost day and night, he slept for a long time but became more tired, it was ridiculous.

In fact, in the past six years, it is not that I am not tired, nor is it tireless, but I dare not say that I am tired. Now that he has lost, it is better to lose, Ji Feng is like letting go of a burden, and there is no need to rush to find news of his grandfather.

Scripture Pavilion.

Old man Li was still nagging, "When you see a beauty, your legs are weak, how can you do it." ”

Ji Feng smiled bitterly and spread his hands, silent.

"But in fact, I don't blame you, Shangguan Wan'er's peony tassel skirt is a magic weapon, this skirt is attached to the silkworm silver silk, and its cloth is Huanhuo yarn, these two materials are rare, and they are not worse than one of the ordinary treasures, in order to cut them decently, so that their refining is slightly inferior by half a point, but the material is there, and this skirt is indeed the best magic weapon.

Her master, Chen Yu, has gone too far, let her take off her Taoist uniform and put on such a defensive magic weapon, your sword can't hurt her at all. Old man Li said with some hatred, and his wrinkles were also tangled with the scolding.

"By the way, and Xiwu is not like that, I didn't even give you a good magic weapon......" Old man Li chattered.

Ji Feng looked at Old Man Li like this, smiling slightly, and now he found that the old man was actually not annoying, and he was going to separate, so he let Old Man Li talk for a long time, and Ji Feng suddenly said casually, "Old man." ”

Although the old man's spit Xingzi covered up his words, the old man still stopped after all and glanced at Ji Feng in a daze.

"I'm leaving. ”

Cold silence, only for a moment.

The old man shrugged his shoulders and said to Ji Feng a little helplessly: "I still have so many scriptures, and no one will help me copy them in the future." Such a lively old man, there was a rare trace of desolation in his words.

"When are you leaving?"

Ji Feng thought for a moment, "In another half a month." ”

"It's okay, out of the mountain gate, the cultivation can't be put down, he cultivates the road and builds the foundation every day, and he can still return to the mountain gate, and at that time, you can still go to the second floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion. ”

"Hmm. ”

No more words.

In the middle of the month, Ji Feng packed up his things, but his cultivation made a breakthrough and stepped into the seventh order of condensation, which made Ji Feng a little crying and laughing, and some things really couldn't be reached quickly.

Ji Feng said goodbye to Gongsun Jun and others during this time, although Gongsun Jun also wanted to go out of the mountain gate, but Master Zhong Wuhui, who was favored by him in every way, did not agree in any way, Gongsun Jun had no choice but to let Ji Feng visit Meng Lijun, and Ji Feng responded to it.

In addition, Ji Feng still had seventy-two lower-grade spirit stones left, which were left over from six years of cultivation, because Ji Feng had been forging his body for too long, so he saved them. There is a magic circle in the mountain gate, and there is plenty of spiritual power, but this spiritual stone is especially important when it is separated from the mountain gate.

Half a month later, Donghua Gate Mountain Gate.

"Yan is overflowing with obscenity, Ke seems to be yellow..."Old man Li's singing voice is bleak and distant, and those who are not far away cannot swim with it.

Ji Feng lowered his eyebrows and was silent, and persuaded after a song: "Old man, it's not that I won't see you in the future, not to mention that I have brought a lot of blank classics, and I will still copy more scriptures for you in my spare time." ”

Ji Feng patted the storage bag on his waist as he spoke, and comforted, this storage bag was received by the disciples in the sect when they reached the seventh order of condensation.

"Ge Laozi, you still dislike me, right, I left you just to let you copy the scriptures, it's better to get away earlier. Old man Li's face changed like turning a book.

Ji Feng shook his head helplessly, turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait, these two things will be given to you. Old man Li didn't know when he took out an iron sword and a messenger, "This broken sword is what I used before, keep it for protection, and this lowest-level messenger can only be used near Donghua Gate, you can contact more." ”

Ji Feng was silent for a moment, but he still took the flying sword similar to the one Ji Feng received from inside the door and the slightly darker color of the communication talisman.

"Take care. ”

"Take care!"

Ji Feng didn't look back, and walked straight down the mountain gate.

Li Heqiu kept looking at Ji Feng until he couldn't see him, and Fang lowered his head and sighed. With a breath, Li Heqiu's hair changed from gray to pure white at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if the dead grass was covered with snow overnight, this situation was really terrifying.

Li Heqiu stroked the white hair on his sideburns, and said nothing, so quiet, he actually had three points of immortal wind bones. When Ji Feng was there, he was always excited like a wildebeest.

Looking into the distance, Li Heqiu suddenly said for no reason:

"Old man Ji, you have always said that I have a long luck, and I am so vulnerable in front of him, sigh, too yin, respectable and terrifying, hateful and terrifying!"

Ji Feng used the iron scroll to pass through the two forbidden walls set up by the magic circle inside the door, his feet stepped half a step, and suddenly stopped in mid-air, the cold wind blowing on Ji Feng's body made Ji Feng's footsteps pause, accustomed to the environment of the four seasons in the door, and he really couldn't react for a while.

Walking out of Donghua Gate, Ji Feng looked at it, and the gray clouds in the sky accumulated, almost covering the sky. Ji Feng took a few steps, and the clouds in the sky had collapsed, and large shards had fallen.

Seeing that his shoulders were covered with snow, Ji Feng did not shake it off, but pulled the corners of his mouth and laughed silently. In such a snowy season, Ji Feng can't say that he likes it, nor does he hate it, it's just that he misses it!

It's been six years.

Thinking about it, Ji Feng took off his robe and put on the black clothes that he hadn't worn for many years, in Donghuamen for so many years, because of the improvement of his cultivation, Ji Feng's appearance has not changed much, and his clothes still fit.

Ji Feng descended from the southeastern foothills of Mt. Toka, and as soon as he walked down, it was the northern edge of Izumo Province. Ji Feng's mission to leave the mountain gate this time was to shelter the Mingyuan Temple near Guanghua City, and Ji Feng was extremely satisfied with this, and Old Man Li probably took a lot of thought to mediate in the door.

Walking a hundred miles to the south, suddenly seven or eight soldiers in armor came across the horses, they carried sharp weapons, and restrained the horses in front of Ji Feng, the horses neighed and roared, and the formation was full of soaring murderous aura, and the target was Ji Feng.

"Where?" the leading soldier roared, his voice cold.

Ji Feng glanced at this soldier, and suddenly remembered that when he was chased by soldiers and fled to the far north, he was really in a hurry at the beginning, but with Ji Feng's current cultivation, killing these people is like slaughtering dogs, as far as Ji Feng thinks, now I am afraid that even Master Xiao Yi is no longer his opponent.

After pausing for a moment, Ji Feng walked forward without saying a word.

"Are you going to the Far North?" the spear in the soldier's hand hesitated in the air for a moment, but finally did not swing it, but only asked.

"Don't go. Ji Feng replied.

The leader's face remained unchanged, and then he waved his hand and gave a brief order: "Please." ”

Ji Feng passed through the strong wall surrounded by everyone's iron horses, and still walked south.

"Chief, my lord has arranged it to never let people enter the Far North, we have been guarding here for more than five months and have not let anyone in, but this person has come out of it, it's not easy!"

The leader yelled, "Shut up. ”

The reprimanded soldier's face turned pale, and he said fiercely: "You also know the punishment methods of the adults, if you don't ask clearly, condemn me, etc., you are not afraid, I am afraid!"

As soon as the words fell, the carved bow made a sharp sound, and an evil arrow shot towards Ji Feng's back.

Ji Feng suddenly stretched out his hand, and the swift long arrow was easily taken down by Ji Feng, as if it was a docile sheep. Ji Feng glanced at the long arrow, on the shaft of the arrow cut from hard light wood, there was a mark carved shallowly, and a word was engraved on it, which was slightly blurred, as if it had been cut by someone, and the stubble was still a little rough.

The words on the bow shaft are vaguely recognizable as the word "month" written by Li.

Could it be the subordinates of the National Teacher Yue Qingkong? Ji Feng thought about it, and threw the arrow back, and the arrow shot back at a speed that was more than twice as fast.

"Bang!" The horses fell to the ground at the sound of the sound, and the long arrows and even the feathers of the arrows were submerged into the horse's head, and the soldiers who had shot the arrows before also fell into the snow with their horses, and exclaimed loudly, apparently seeing something extremely terrible.

All the soldiers raised their carved bows in unison, and the arrows in their hands pointed directly at Ji Feng, as long as the leader gave an order, the bows and arrows would be shot, but the slightly trembling bowstring showed the fear in everyone's hearts.

"Stand down!" the leading soldier immediately decided.

The soldiers quietly watched Ji Feng walk away until they turned into ink spots and disappeared into the snow.

"Ma San, this time you were reckless. The leading soldier said to the man who landed.

Ma San was terrified, "Boss..."

"Do you think that there are only people who want to enter the immortal gate in the extreme north? You are afraid of the means of adults, why am I not, but the adults let us guard here, and only guard the people who go in, but do not call the people who stop them out, that is because there are people in it who even adults are afraid of like tigers!"

"Could it be an immortal master!" was the frightened voice of everyone.

Passing by several starry lakes in the far north, Ji Feng smiled heartily, it was here that he killed the Youming Catfish King. Today, however, these lakes are deserted, and there are almost no fishermen working.

Ji Feng spread his steps and ran quickly towards a village near the lake, his speed was so fast that he splashed a snow mist more than a foot high in the snow, which was beyond his reach.

Soon, Ji Feng saw a lonely small courtyard, and before he got closer, he suddenly heard a burst of horse neighing, and Ji Feng was happy to walk faster.

Getting closer, Ji Feng saw a scrawny black horse in the corral at the door, stretching its neck and neighing at him. Chasing Ying recognized himself, but looking at Chasing Shadow, he didn't have a good time, Ji Feng walked into the courtyard quickly.

There were only a few bundles of firewood left in the corner of the courtyard that should have been piles at this time, how could this survive this winter, Ji Feng frowned. At this moment, there was a "creak", and the door of the hut suddenly opened.

"Uncle Lu, Aunt Zhou. Ji Feng greeted eagerly.

The old man looked at Ji Feng and was stunned for a moment before reacting, "Ji Feng, it's you, you haven't changed at all! The two old men hurriedly beckoned Ji Feng into the house.

Entering the house, Ji Feng also saw a young man, sitting on the kang with his head down. Ji Feng swept around the house, and it was even more shabby than at the beginning, so it could be seen that the old man was not doing well these years.

"Ji Feng, have you come out of the Far North?" Uncle Lu asked, Aunt Zhou hurriedly prepared some food, and the young man sat on the side and was silent.

"Yes, it's out. Ji Feng's voice was very kind, it was this couple who saved him in the first place, without these two people, Ji Feng couldn't even enter the extreme north.

Ji Feng hesitated for a moment and asked softly, "Uncle, has the year been bad in recent years?" ”

"Alas, all these years have been a disaster, first the fish fairy somehow died, the production of arowana and white scales in the lake plummeted, and over the years, the imperial court somehow has become more strictly controlled by weapons, Xiaoer Lu Zheng originally worked as some blacksmiths in Xueyin City, but now it has also been banned, alas, this day. Lu Wenzheng was full of helplessness.

"What are you talking about, let the guests eat more. Aunt Zhou brought out some dried fruits, although they were a little shoddy, but I thought this was the best thing for the couple to treat.

Ji Feng was stunned in his heart, this ghostly catfish king was still killed by himself, these situations are inseparable from himself, and Ji Feng is not easy to say, so he has to comfort a few words.

Ji Feng stayed here for a day, and left early the next morning, leaving only some silver quills and a letter, only saying that the money was earned by doing business in the far north, so that the second elder could use it with peace of mind. In fact, these silver quills were obtained by Ji Feng in Donghuamen, and they were worthless in Shanmen, but they were enough to spend the past years in ordinary farmers' homes, which could be regarded as repaying the kindness of the couple.

Walking to the door, Ji Feng hesitated for a moment, but still led away the chasing shadow.

One man and one horse, go south.