Mr. Feng stood in front of the empty Lingxiao Treasure Hall, quietly waiting for Ye Haotian and Lan'er to return from the bottom of the sea.

When he waited for someone, he always felt that time passed very slowly, and after a long while, he gradually felt impatient, so he circled along the outer wall of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall.

He walked very slowly, his steps were very slight, and as he walked, he wondered where the Jade Emperor would go to cultivate.

As he walked, he suddenly heard a voice from a distance speaking: "Brother Dao, we come here three times a day to see, and we have to pretend to come to worship as if nothing happened, what do you mean by that?"

Mr. Feng didn't know who it was, so he hurriedly dodged and hid in a hidden place in the corner.

But Wen a low voice scolded, "Don't ask so much! It's not a good thing to know too much." All we have to do is report the suspicious people we see. Naturally, someone else will do the rest. ”

The previous voice sighed, lowered his voice and said: "Alas, I think I Wen Qiong was a bit of a famous figure in the past, but now I am being called around, and I am doing things that are not very honorable for chickens and dogs, and I feel breathless when I think about it." ”

When Mr. Feng heard Wen Qiong's name, he didn't feel a move in his heart, and said secretly: "Isn't he Marshal Wen, one of the four generalissimos who guards the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, how could he say such a thing?"

At this time, I heard another voice say again: "What's the use of talking about this? In less than three months, the true god will reign over the world, and you are still thinking about those old sesame seeds! Do it well, if the god is happy, maybe you can sit back in the position of marshal." ”

Wen Qiong sighed "hi": "What does it matter if you don't be a marshal? If I hadn't seen the situation and begged for mercy, I wouldn't have been refined a long time ago? Even if I hadn't been refined, if I had endured torture three times a day like the Emperor, how many people would have been able to endure it? I can't do it anyway, wouldn't you have survived for seven days and won't be able to stand it?"

The man was silent for a long time and didn't speak, and after a long time, he said with a smile: "You are the Jade Emperor's personal bodyguard in front of the car, have you figured out where he went? If this problem can be solved, the true god must be very happy, maybe you will be named an elder of the Divine Sect, then it will be much more comfortable!"

The more Mr. Feng listened, the more annoyed he became, and the more curious he became: "Who is this person? Why are you willing to work for the tiger? He knew that Wen Qiong's skills were not low, and the skills of the people next to him might be even higher than Wen Qiong's, if he started to do it, he might not be able to please him, so he had to try his best to press it, and quietly hid in the corner and continued to listen to their words.

At this time, Dan Wen Wenqiong replied: "Don't you always know, who is the Jade Emperor? He is the king of kings and the lord of all gods, how can his mind be understood by a small person like me? I don't think it's me, there are few people in the world who understand him!"

Mr. Feng didn't have to listen any more, but the two who spoke stood in front of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall for a while before leaving.

He didn't dare to jump out suddenly to stop the other party, so he could only poke his head out and look in the direction where the two were leaving. As a result, after only one glance, he recognized the two of them from the clothes and backs, and couldn't help but be shocked: "It turned out to be him!"

Wen Qiong was dressed in bright apricot yellow armor and carried a spear, which was very easy to identify.

The other person is two feet long, with white hair, and a huge black bear under his crotch, which is actually the Emperor of Donghua!

Emperor Donghua is not an ordinary person, known as the "East Prince", once appointed by Yuan Shi Tianzun as the emperor who manages the male immortals in the world, and his status in the fairy world is very lofty, and the Queen Mother of the West who is in charge of the female immortals is juxtaposed, and he was a figure within twenty of the immortal list.

Although in the past tens of thousands of years, the Eastern Prince's ranking in the immortal list has gradually declined, but he has never fallen out of the top fifty, which shows that he is a top master with extremely strong skills.

The more Mr. Feng thought about it, the more he felt bad: "Even the Emperor of Donghua has surrendered to the True God, which shows how bad the situation is! I think that the rest of the captured people are not having a good time, including the Emperor of Heaven, if he can't survive it, what can he do?"

He waited for a while before he saw Ye Haotian and Lan'er coming hand in hand.

Far away, Lan'er raised her hand to greet her, and took the lead in a divine sense: "Mr. Feng, you need to guess the riddle!"

"What riddle? Did you find the message?"

Someone wrote a poem before the secret cave under the sea, but unfortunately a key word was missing in the first sentence. ”

"How is the poem written?"

Lan'er blurted out: "A green cloud falls into the state, the wind and smoke are proud and clear outside the territory, the battle is pointed at will as a sword, the ink is poured by the heart of the boat, galloping the ancient and modern love to wash the ears, the world is more condensed, He said that Ruan Zhao returns and goes, and there is no need to worry about the breeze." ”

Mr. Feng's heart sank: "Don't even have any hints?"

Lan'er's eyebrows frowned slightly, her hazel head shook slightly, and replied, "No! ”

"That's not a guess!" Mr. Wind pondered.

Ye Haotian had a smile on his face, and said in a good time: "Let's leave here first, and then analyze it carefully." As he spoke, he took out the Hanhai Shenzhou and beckoned the two of them to get on the boat.

After the Shenzhou rowed a long way, Mr. Feng was still pondering: "Hide your head, show your tail, or write a palindrome?"

Ye Haotian said with a smile: "I just checked with the Imperial Seal of the Heavenly Prison, although the total number of planets in the universe is unknown, but the name is two characters, and the total number of countries ending in the state character is only thirty-eight thousand, plus aliases and former names, there are only 280,000. Among them, only 2,200 have a population of more than 1 million, and only 330 have a population of more than 10 million. The purpose of the Jade Emperor entering the royal reincarnation is to accumulate royal energy, and naturally the bigger the country, the better, and the more the population, the better. ”

As soon as Mr. Feng heard the spirit, he nodded again and again, and added: "I think that the place where the Jade Emperor cultivates will not be too far away from the Xuandu Yujing Qibao Mountain, maybe no more than 200,000 light years. ”

Lan'er stroked the hair in front of her forehead and asked, "Why did Mr. say this?"

Mr. Feng explained: "The Jade Emperor is also forced to come down to earth out of helplessness, and he will not care about the catastrophe of the world. If you want to understand the general trend, the best way is to stay near the Xuandu Yujing Qibao Mountain. Haotian Xuanqiong Star is the center of the universe, and the surrounding area is in charge of the Yellow Emperor, who has the strongest skill and the highest intelligence, and it will not completely fall for a while. As long as it can be delayed for a year, the Jade Emperor will be able to return to the Heavenly Realm. ”

Ye Haotian applauded excitedly: "Sir is really extraordinary, I wanted to search all the three hundred and thirty planets before! With your words, it will be easier to guess." Please wait a moment. ”

After saying that, he handed the question to the Imperial Seal of the Prison Heaven.

Soon the answer came out: "Of all the countries with a population of more than 10 million, there are only thirteen within 200,000 light years of Xuandu Yujing Qibao Mountain!"

All three of them were refreshed: "Only a dozen?

Ye Haotian recited the original poem again, and said with a smile: "If you look at it from the point of view of Ping, the first sentence should be Pingping. Therefore, if the Jade Emperor pays attention to Pingxuan, the missing word should be Xuanyin. Let's try it again and see how many countries belong to the voice. ”

After a while, the results of the Jiantian Imperial Seal reported that there were eight belonging to the sound of the voice, and six of the belonging to the sound of the peace!

As soon as Ye Haotian reported the results, Lan'er felt that something was wrong: "Childe, why did it become fourteen?

Ye Haotian carefully checked it and found that one of the countries had aliases, and the eight voices included both "Kyushu" and "Shenzhou", referring to Middle-earth!

"Middle-earth is in there, too!" the three of them couldn't help but laugh.

Mr. Feng's eyes lit up, and he said with great certainty: "That's right, it's probably Kyushu!" Middle Earth is one of the five holy places in the universe, the land is vast and rich, and the people are outstanding, only that kind of place can accumulate the king's qi faster!"

Ye Haotian said with a smile: "Since this is the case, please ask Mr. to go back with us." We take the Jade Emperor as our teacher, he entered the reincarnation of the royal road in the world to cultivate the king's qi, and we also took the opportunity to accumulate Confucian skills, which should be regarded as cultivating the Divine Pill!"

Hearing this, Mr. Feng's pupils suddenly narrowed by half, and he paused for a moment before sighing: "The hometown is more timid, and I want to talk with tears." I rarely go back until I have to......"

Lan'er pretended to have a new discovery suddenly, opened her glasses and smiled: "Mr. is also from Middle-earth?

Mr. Feng's expression was sluggish, and he didn't seem to want to talk about this matter more, so he quickly changed the topic and said, "I just saw two people from the Divine Sect in front of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, guess who they are?"

Ye Haotian adjusted the direction of Hanhai Shenzhou's flight and said, "I really can't guess. Please sir, take your time. ”

Mr. Feng recounted what he had just seen, and his expressions changed greatly when he heard it, and his mood became heavy.

Lan'er grabbed Ye Haotian's arm, and after a while, she began to talk to herself: "This news is not too bad. At least we know the whereabouts of tens of thousands of immortals in Xuandu Yujing Qibao Mountain, and some of them are still alive, which is very rare. ”

Ye Haotian suddenly had a whim: "Can we go and steal the Yin Yang Falun again?" Seeing those immortals suffering in the Falun, I always feel very sad in my heart. ”

Mr. Feng shook his head again and again, and categorically denied: "You can't go any further!" This move is tantamount to throwing yourself into the net, and it must not be." Unless you're at the point where you are free to come and go, that's a different story. Think about it, how many tricks can you take from the true gods?"

Ye Haotian groaned slightly, and the turtle mirror had already pointed it out for him: "If you have the Open Heaven God Axe, as long as your skill is within the top 100 of the Immortal List, you will be able to fight with the true god." You are now ranked 2,000 and 80, far from the 100th rank! Do you know how big the gap is? Let me tell you, the immortal ranked 99th is the Treasure Star Lord of the Twenty-Eight Nakshatras, and it has been a full 800,000 years since he sat on the throne of the Star Lord, which shows how long he has been cultivating!"

Ye Haotian felt incredulous, and immediately asked: "Why are these immortals capable of tens or millions of years of skill at every turn? I don't think the five old emperors have cultivated for so many years! For example, the Yellow Emperor, some people say that the time of his ascension is only 10,000 years away from today, and some people say that he has seen Yuan Shi Tianzun as early as 300,000 years ago, what is going on? Is there some contradiction in this?"

Turtle Mirror replied: "The ancients did not have written records, God knows what year the Yellow Emperor ascended? Since the Jade Emperor can be reincarnated ninety-nine times, the Five Old Emperors will never be reincarnated more than once. The meeting between the Yellow Emperor and Yuan Shi Tianzun was probably a matter of the previous life. ”

Ye Haotian felt that this statement was barely understandable, although there were still some vague places in it, but there was no need to investigate it carefully.

So he turned around and replied to Mr. Feng's previous question: "Sir is right, my current skills are indeed not suitable for me to fight with the true gods. I don't know where you rank in the immortal list, sir?"

Mr. Feng smiled faintly: "I'm only interested in doing business, I've never fought with anyone, my skills are not high, and there are about three thousand immortals on the list." ”

Ye Haotian smiled: "Enough! What's more, the place we went to was not a fairyland full of immortals, but a world full of ordinary people. ”

Everyone talks and laughs, and the journey is not lonely.

When he was free, Ye Haotian told Lan'er about the piano playing method he had read in Dinghu.

Lan'er soon fell into a fascination, and for a while, the sound of the piano sounded, and the Shenzhou was full of songs and laughter.

As soon as she thought of going home, Lan'er was very happy.

The two of them had only been away from Middle-earth for two or three months, but it felt as if they had been adrift for many years.

Seeing that the blue planet was ahead, Ye Haotian asked Lan'er, "Where do we go first? Do we go home, or go to Yanhu, or Jiujiang?"

Lan'er barely suppressed her excitement, and replied in a calm tone as much as possible: "Let's go to Yandang and see if the three Confucians are okay, and Wang Xianchen should also wake up!"

Ye Haotian nodded and said, "Okay, let's go to Yanhu Lake and take a look at our cabin first......"

The Shenzhou was smoothly moored on the green space by the Yan Lake.

At this time, it is just the middle of March, in the middle of spring, the grass grows and the warbler flies, thousands of purples and thousands of reds, the afternoon sun shines warmly on the turquoise lake, the three jade rooms reflect colorful colors in the sun, the cabin still maintains its original appearance, and everything around is so peaceful and quiet.

Lan'er couldn't wait to jump out of the Shenzhou and rushed towards the jade room, shouting loudly as she ran: "Masters, my son and I are back." ”

However, it was quiet, except for the chirping of birds in the treetops.

Ye Haotian's heart tightened, thinking that something had happened to the three great Confucians.

However, when they rushed into the jade room, they first saw a letterhead, which read: "The imperial history has woken up, and passed down the cultivation of Confucianism, so that we can break through the realm of the triple sub-sage in one month and enter the first level of the realm of the saints. You don't need to be worried, you will see each other in the future. ”

After reading this passage, the stone in Ye Haotian's heart fell to the ground.

But he immediately thought of a new question: "What kind of kung fu did Wang Xianchen realize, and can he have such great power?"

He clearly remembered the day he rescued Wang Xianchen, and he had a more in-depth discussion with the three great Confucians.

For Confucianism to truly gain a foothold in the heavenly realm, it must do two things. The first is to dig deep into the cultivation methods of "body sanctity" and find a cultivation method that conforms to Confucianism. The second is to seek to transform the meritorious deeds established by the "foreign king" into the "body saint", that is, the method of transforming Confucian merit into a divine pill.

For example, a country can not only be self-reliant, but also strengthen foreign trade, if it lacks any of them, it will not be able to prosper and become rich and strong.

The cultivation of Buddhism is like this, all the bodhisattvas can not only cultivate their own relics, but also transform the Buddha's heart into a divine pill, so they are ranked very high in the list of immortals.

"With the help of the Heavenly Ruler, I have made a breakthrough and found a way to transform Confucianism into a divine pill, which has solved the problem of the outer king, but the Confucian system is not perfect, and there is still a lack of inner sage refining methods. How should we cultivate the 'body saint'? What exactly does Wang Xianchen's enlightenment look like? Is it the 'self-cultivation' technique that Confucianism dreams of?"

Ye Haotian desperately wanted to know the answers to these questions. But a few great Confucians were not there.

Lan'er didn't think about it that much, anyway, as long as a few old people didn't have an accident.

She let Mr. Feng into the jade room to rest, and carefully inspected the inside and outside of the cabin, pruning the sweet potatoes that grew wildly by the lake with a sword in her hand.

Ye Haotian smiled when he saw it: "I think you might as well eradicate all the sweet potatoes, and if you want to plant them in the future, you can go to the farmhouse at the bottom of the mountain to find a few seedlings." It is estimated that every local household has grown sweet potatoes!"

Lan'er listened to his reasoning, so she uprooted nearly 100 sweet potatoes, and only one remained as a souvenir.

By the time she had put everything in order, it was already evening.

She looked at the sunset in the sky, and suddenly became inexplicably excited, and sighed: "My favorite is still the son of the world." If you want to open up a happy land, it's best not to be too far away from home. For me, it is enough to see the sky high and the clouds light, the moon white and the wind clear. ”

Ye Haotian also felt the same way.

They quietly admired the colorful glow in the sky, until the moon was low at night, and then they took off with Mr. Feng and flew towards the capital.

It is only more than a thousand miles from Yandang to Jinling, so the three of them don't need to start the Hanhai Shenzhou at all. Even if the clouds are gone, it is only a matter of tea work.

The three of them landed directly in the inner mansion of the palace.

It was dinner time, the hall was brightly lit, and the servants and maids who were waiting walked around.

When Lan'er appeared at the door, the chopsticks in the princess's hand fell to the ground all of a sudden, and the prince's hands couldn't help trembling slightly.

Lan'er rushed over in three steps and two steps, threw herself into her mother's arms, and said with tears in her eyes: "Mother, we are back!"

The princess hugged her daughter tightly, and tears flowed involuntarily: "Good boy, I thought I would never see you again, but I didn't expect to come back so soon!"

The prince was busy greeting Ye Haotian: "Come in and sit!"

Ye Haotian briefly introduced Mr. Feng who was following behind him, saying that he was a new friend in the Heavenly Realm.

The prince hurriedly ordered his subordinates to remove the dishes on the table, re-serve wine and vegetables, and put on a feast.

Ye Haotian even ordered someone to invite Yin Dongping as well.

I haven't seen him for two months, and the melancholy on Yin Dongping's face has long been swept away, and he has even mastered the art of ventriloquism handed down in Shi Tai's "Returning the Source Chapter", although his tongue has not yet grown, he can already communicate with people.

Ye Haotian told a small part of his and Lan'er's itinerary, and the prince and princess were dumbfounded when they heard it, and Yin Dongping was even more envious.

The prince also gave a general introduction to the situation in the capital: "Since the accident of the palace banquet, the regent and the two great masters have not returned, and the power of the Nine Yin Sect in the court has declined a lot, and the annihilation of ministers and thieves in the court has also converged a lot. The emperor not only sat back in the Jinluan Palace, but also loved the people more diligently than in the past, especially in the last half month, he returned to the light and was refreshed, as if he had changed a person. The edict of succession has also been promulgated, and the emperor will pass on to the crown prince in March next year. ”

At this point, the food and drinks are ready. The prince looked at the wine jar and said loudly: "It's rare to be happy today, we want to get drunk and rest! Someone, bring my daughter's wine, which I have treasured for many years!"

Hearing the three words of his daughter's wine, Mr. Feng's expression was a little unnatural. When the two jars of wine were brought up and poured into the bowl, he saw the orange and clear wine, smelled the fragrant and rich aroma of the wine, and the whole person became like a clay sculpture and wood carving.

The prince glanced at Lan'er with a smile and said: "Twenty years ago, when Lan'er was just born, I invited someone to the holy land of wine-Shaoxing, which was once the capital of the Yue Kingdom, brewed a thousand jars of fine wine, transported it back and buried it in the ground. This kind of wine is extraordinary, with the unique water of the lake, the selection of high-quality white glutinous rice, fine yellow wheat as raw materials, fragrant, mellow and sweet, after many years of aging, it is dripping into the mouth, lips and teeth fragrant! I wanted to wait for Lan'er to get married before taking it out to drink. Since I opened an altar last year, I can't hold it anymore, and I have to open an altar every three or five days, and it won't take long for it to be drunk all over again. Then he drank and urged everyone to raise their glasses.

Ye Haotian looked at Lan'er with a smile, and Lan'er's face was already covered with a layer of colorful glow.

When I turned my head to look at Mr. Feng, I saw that he didn't say a word, just raised his glass and drank it.

Everyone present quickly saw that something was wrong.

The prince didn't know what was going on, so he continued the original topic and said: "Shaoxing's wine has been famous since ancient times. In the Spring and Autumn Period, the Yue Kingdom was defeated by the Wu State, and the Yue King Goujian brewed a lot of fine wine to dedicate to the monarchs and ministers of the Wu State. Wu Zixu's army was stationed on the north shore of Hangzhou Bay, and he drank too much, and the empty bottles of leftover wine were piled up! Later, the Yue Kingdom gradually became stronger, and Gou Jian was determined to rejuvenate and destroy Wu. Before the expedition, the people came to see them off, and they all came to offer fine wine to the army. In order to be able to drink with the three armies, Gou Jian threw the wine into the river, and all the soldiers and civilians leaned over the river and drank against the river. The river of Yue Wang's wine is now the 'Mash River' in Shaoxing, also known as 'Lao Shize'. I was there two years ago. ”

Mr. Feng's expression became darker and darker, and the wine became faster and faster, and then he directly drank it with a twenty-pound wine jar, and the prince was so shocked that he quickly shut up, not daring to say any more, and said in his heart: "What is wrong with this immortal? Why is it so difficult to serve?"

Lan'er had been looking at Mr. Feng worriedly, not knowing if this old life would touch his heart.

Ye Haotian was also a little puzzled, not knowing how these things could touch Mr. Feng so deeply.

It is said that so many years have passed, and no matter how sad the past is, it should become a good memory.

After Mr. Feng drank a jar of wine, he gently placed the jar on the ground and looked around at everyone, not wanting to be dull any longer.

He looked up at the high roof, his face was red and white, and he said with an excited expression: "After the Wu-Yue War, as the defeated, Goujian, the king of Yue, was detained as a slave in Wu with his wife. The people of Yue are also becoming more and more sad, most of the men have died on the battlefield, and the old and weak women and children are farming. The things produced by the Yue Kingdom every year must be selected and sent to the Wu Kingdom first. In order to please King Wu, Gou Jian specially collected a thousand quintals of fine wine and ten jars of excellent wine to send to Wu Guo, do you know the name of the ten jars of wine?"

Everyone shook their heads, after all, it was very old, and no one knew the details.

Mr. Feng stabilized his emotions slightly, added a touch of sadness to his face, and said slowly: "Those wines are called 'daughter wine', also known as 'daughter red', each altar has a special name, and the two most mellow altars are called 'Yiguang' and 'Zheng Dan' respectively." After drinking the wine, King Wu asked about the origin of the name of the wine, and then Xi Shi went to Wu!"

Everyone's hearts sank, knowing that what followed would be the story of Xi Shi, so they all held their breath and listened to him.

Mr. Feng seemed to have drunk a little more, and the sadness on his face was covered by the wine, and he gradually became energetic, and said endlessly: "That day, Yiguang, the daughter of the Shi family in the east of Laie Village, carried a heavy bamboo basket and walked to the Ruoye River to make a yarn. Ramie was thick and hard, and her hand was often pricked, and if she was not careful, it was a bloody mark. The water of Ruoye Creek in autumn is as cold as a day, so cold that it is bitingly cold, and it seems that its hands are numb for a long time.

In the evening, when she had finally washed the last of her veils and had just stood up, she suddenly felt a familiar pain in her heart, and she habitually covered the bottom of her heart and looked up at the clouds in the sky.

There was a sunset on the horizon, dazzlingly red, and her face was also red. By the Ruoye River, the sunset reflected her light beauty, which had already fallen into the eyes of those who cared.

A young man dressed in brocade stepped forward and held her up: 'Girl, be careful. I've already helped her lift the bamboo basket.

Yiguang turned his head and couldn't help blushing, the young man in front of him was dressed like this, such a look and demeanor, she was a girl born in a small mountain village, how could she have seen such a person, she couldn't help but bow her head in fright.

The brocade-clothed man's eyes stopped on her face: 'Girl, you are so beautiful, what's your name?'

Yiguang took a step back with a red face: "My surname is Shi, my name is Yiguang, and I live in the west of the village, so everyone calls me Xi Shi." ’

The eyes of the people in brocade lit up: "Xi Shi - really worthy of the name, a peerless beauty, a country and a city." ’

Yiguang looked at the other and felt something in the eyes of the person in front of her that scared her: 'Who are you?'

The man in brocade smiled slightly: "Down here is Fan Li, the doctor of the Yue Kingdom. ’

Yiguang suddenly felt a bang in his ears, and the man in front of him suddenly exuded layers of aura: "Doctor Fan Li, everyone in the Yue Kingdom knows and everyone knows it, a strange man from the Chu State, a very smart person, followed the King of Yue into Wu as a slave for three years, and successfully made the King of Yue come back from the danger of Wu and rebuild the temple. I didn't expect this legend to stand in front of me, and I didn't expect him to be so young, handsome, and gentle. ’

The fate of a raccoon girl has since changed.

Xi Shi was then sent to the capital, where he learned various court etiquette and methods of serving the king in the palace of the Yue king, and was sent to the state of Wu three years later. The one who saw him off was Doctor Fan Li.

At this time, Xi Shi is no longer the little girl who didn't know anything when she was in the stream before.

She is already extremely beautiful, but at this time she is even more radiant, bright and beautiful, and her smile has great magic. That kind of beauty can be said to be amazing that is rare for thousands of years, and it is fascinating and unpleasant to eat. Even Fan Li, who has a lot of experience, was stupid, and couldn't help falling in love with her from the bottom of his heart, and regretted recommending her to King Goujian of Yue three years ago.

Xi Shi has never forgotten the scene of meeting Fan Li for the first time. She also admires the smart and virtuous Fan Li very much.

From Yueguo to Gusu, every day they walked, their hearts became closer. In just a short circuit, it has been more than a year. Although the two do not have a mountain alliance and sea oath, they are already heart-to-heart.

Seeing that he was about to arrive at the capital of Wu State, Fan Li took Xi Shi's hand and felt pain and hatred, pity and pity, and couldn't give up, heartbroken: "That's it, Ah Shi, run away with me." ’

Xi Shi was full of tears, but his expression was very resolute: "The people of Yue are so bitter, I can't go." The love of the gentleman can only be reported in the next life!' Then she entered the Guanwa Palace...... As soon as you enter the palace gate, it is as deep as the sea......"

Speaking of this, Mr. Wind's voice was intermittent, and even his breathing became difficult.

Ye Haotian and Lan'er already knew that Mr. Feng was Fan Li, so they didn't think it was very strange, but they were attracted by the beautiful story.

The prince, the princess and Yin Dongping were all confused, and they never thought that the person who spoke in front of them was Fan Li himself.

Seeing that Mr. Feng stopped, Lan'er hurriedly reminded beside her: "What happened later? How did Xi Shi escape? When did Fan Li start cultivating immortals?"

Mr. Feng also knew that Ye Haotian and Lan'er knew their origins, so he didn't deliberately hide it, first took a deep breath, tried his best to calm himself, and then continued: "Fan Li has always claimed to be a big husband, and he didn't take the love of his children to heart until he was thirty years old. He was thirty-one years old when Xi Shi went to Wu, and it was from that time that he finally understood what unforgettable pain was.

Things are often like this, you don't know how to cherish what you get, and you don't know how precious you know when you lose it.

As soon as he thought of Xi Shi's poignant smile before entering the Guanwa Palace, Fan Li felt as if he had a needle in his heart, but he was just a weak scholar, although he had a strange plan, he couldn't see Xi Shi again.

At that time, he was extremely discouraged, extremely depressed, and had no good solution, so he could only do his best to assist Goujian, the king of Yue, hoping to defeat Wu as soon as possible so that Xi Shi could be rescued.

Five years have passed.

Until one day, he heard that there was a fairy in the southern forest of Shanyin in Yue Kingdom, who was 'born in the deep forest and grew up in the wilderness of no man's land', but he loved fencing and had unique swordsmanship, and even the world-famous swordsman Yuan Gong was willing to bow down. So he finally found the fairy with great effort and asked him to come out of the mountain.

The fairy really arrived in the Yue country, taught the twenty-four styles of Yue Nu swordsmanship to the Yue generals, and handed over a booklet on practicing qi fencing to Fan Li.

Fan Li was amazed at first sight, and since then he has been fascinated by cultivating immortals and cultivating qi and practicing martial arts fencing. He visited famous mountains all over the world, sought famous teachers, and entered the country for thousands of miles.

After another five years, the Yue State launched a large-scale counterattack, and the Wu State was defeated and retreated.

Fan Li took advantage of the chaos to break into the Guanwa Palace to find Xi Shi, but what made him extremely painful was that Xi Shi had just been forced to take nine kinds of highly poisonous products, such as Broken Gut Grass, Crane Ding Red, Ink Spider Juice, Peacock Bladder, and Blue Silk......!

Fan Li's heart was extremely painful, and he hurriedly worked hard to protect her heart, and while holding her and rushing to find the world's miracle doctor Bian Sanque.

Doctor Bian lives in Shigong Mountain in Taihu Lake, only thirty or forty miles away from Guanwa Palace.

However, when Fan Li hurried to Shigong Mountain, Bian Sanque only glanced at it and said, "Everyone has died, what are you still doing?"

Fan Li heard the thunderbolt on a sunny day, and when he looked down, Xi Shi was really out of breath!

At that time, it was the time when the sunset was silent and the sky was full of sunset, and he stood on Shigong Mountain with Xi Shi's body in his arms, and his eyes were all blood-red, and he couldn't see anything else, and he couldn't feel anything.

I don't know how long it took, but I heard someone behind me say, 'Alas, seeing that you are so affectionate, I will help you, and it should be all to draw bread to satisfy your hunger!'

When I looked back, it was an old man with white hair.

The old man took off the gourd on his body, pointed to the sky, and recited words in his mouth.

The time was not big, but I saw a wisp of colorful glow floating from the sky, circled around Xi Shi's body, and then slowly entered the gourd.

The old man covered the gourd tightly, then handed it to Fan Li, and said: "I will teach you a few mantras, and every time you recite them in the future, you can ensure that her soul will last forever." On the fifteenth day of the first month of each year, you can also call out to speak for a while. Alas, I don't know whether it's right or wrong to help you in this way, going against the sky, painting bread to satisfy hunger, in fact, is no less than a heavy shackle, you don't want to have a little peace in the future. ’

Fan Li didn't think so much at the time, but was grateful to the old man.

Before leaving, the old man said something intermittently: 'What if...... can collect all the elixirs, and at the same time borrow the Nine Heavens Kunding...... And maybe a turnaround...... Helpless, it's as hard as climbing to the sky!'

Fan Li was confused when he heard this, and when he wanted to ask again, the old man had already gone far away. ”

Speaking of this, Mr. Feng quietly stopped, his expression confused, as if he was still recalling the scene at that time.

Everyone listened in fascination and was completely captivated by the story.

The prince and the princess wanted to ask him, "How do you know so much, who are you?"

Yin Dongping had already roughly guessed the origin of Mr. Feng, so he just looked at the other party in surprise and felt unbelievable.

Lan Erru was in a dream, and she still asked herself: "What happened later? Didn't you say that Fan Li went to Qi State, and then to 'Tao'?"

Mr. Feng replied: "At that time, Fan Li's divine achievements were not successful, and he had to wander around, hoping to find a way to ascend to immortals, and at the same time, he could find someone to ask what the 'Nine Heavens Kunding' was. I had no choice but to go through a lot of places and still found nothing. He stayed in Qi and Tao for a long time because he heard that there were many immortals there.

Not only did he find the hermit himself, but he also asked someone to help him find it.

He couldn't ask for money without money, so he bought and sold goods to make a little money, but he became a rich merchant without intention.

Kung fu does not take a lot of effort. Twenty years later, he finally found the place where the emperor's master, Chi Songzi, cultivated immortals. It was another hundred years before he reached the fairy realm. ”

Speaking of this, he stopped there, and looked at Ye Haotian and Lan'er with his eyes, meaning to say, "You all know the rest of the matter, so you don't need to talk about it anymore, right?"

Ye Haotian asked, "Who is the old man who appeared on Shigong Mountain?"

Mr. Feng replied in a low voice: "Antarctic Immortal Emperor, Fan Li later bought ten very rich planets and gave them to him, and he accepted them without saying a word. ”

Hearing this, no one didn't know that he was Fan Li, but since he didn't find it out himself, Ye Haotian decided to call him Mr. Feng in the future.

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