When it comes to existences like Qianxian Mansion, Mei Changhai only feels deep fear and awe in his heart.
Stop talking about your ideas.
If Mei Changhai didn't break out in a cold sweat from fear, he had become more courageous during this time.
Seeing Mei Changhai's embarrassed face, hesitating and speechless for a long time, Ye Qingyun couldn't help but sigh.
None of them are reliable.
Then you have to rely on yourself.
Ye Qingyun paced back and forth in the hall with his hands behind his back, constantly thinking about this matter in his mind.
Anyway, there are only two options.
To go or not to go?
Needless to say, if you go there, it will definitely be very dangerous, and you might end up in that Qianxian Mansion.
But if you don’t go,
After ten days, Yang Fengshan will definitely send someone to arrest him for disobedience and disrespect.
Of course there is another way.
That is the running route that Ye Qingyun is best at!
Run now! .??.
Escape directly from Qiandao Prefecture!
Flee far away.
In this way, Yang Fengshan has nothing to do but himself.
"Lao Mei, there shouldn't be any problem if I escape from Qiandao Prefecture now, right?"
Ye Qingyun asked Mei Changhai.
"I'm afraid this won't work!"
Mei Changhai said with a bitter look.
"Why not?"
"Not to mention that states are heavily guarded by troops. If you go to other states, your identity will be strictly checked."
"Even if you, ancestor, have really fled to other states, once the head of the town issues a wanted order, the immortal mansions in other states will cooperate and work together to capture you."
Mei Changhai said this.
Ye Qingyun finally understood.
Damn it!
Even if I wanted to run away to other states, it wouldn't be possible.
It's not certain whether I can travel to other states.
Even if he does go, he will still be wanted.
So what's the point of running away?
Continue running somewhere else?
Although the Zhenyuan Realm is huge and boundless, the power of the Immortal Mansion spreads all over the world, and it is impossible for him to escape no matter how much he can.
Ye Qingyun suddenly stopped.
His face was full of confusion.
He suddenly realized that he seemed to have no room left.
Running away is the last resort.
Don't take this route unless absolutely necessary.
As for going to Qianxian Mansion, although it is dangerous, it is not completely hopeless.
There is still room for maneuver.
"In ten days, I have to think about it carefully."
"No matter what, saving your life is the most important thing!"
Ye Qingyun has already decided to go to Qianxian Mansion for an appointment.
Fortunately, there is still plenty of time and I still have time to prepare.
In the blink of an eye.
Seven days have passed.
Ye Qingyun's past seven days have been quite difficult.
He kept thinking about how to deal with Yang Fengshan and how to save his life in Qianxian Mansion.
Fortunately, Ye Qingyun has experienced a lot, and these seven days of thinking have gradually given Ye Qingyun a sense of confidence.
"Huikong, follow me to Qianxian Mansion."
At noon on the eighth day, Ye Qingyun decided to leave for Qianxian Mansion.
"As commanded."
After talking to Mei Changhai, Ye Qingyun and Huikong set off immediately.
Mei Changhai stood at the mountain gate, looking at the retreating figures of Ye Qingyun and Huikong, praying silently in his heart.
"I hope our ancestors can return safely!"
And Mei Changhai also knew very well that if something happened to Ye Qingyun in Qianxian Mansion, his Shuiyue Sect would also be implicated.
It can be said,
Ye Qingyun's departure is also related to the survival of the Shuiyue Sect and others.
This is one of the reasons why Ye Qingyun is under great pressure.
He also didn't want to involve people from the Shuiyue Sect.
Above the sky, Huikong flew with Ye Qingyun in the sky.
Because Ye Qingyun flew too slowly, if Huikong didn't take him with him, he might not be able to reach Qianxian Mansion within two days.
The location of Qianxian Mansion is located in the very center of Qiandao Prefecture.
Sit in the center and rule the four directions!
With Huikong's speed, two days were more than enough time to rush from Shuiyue Sect to Qianxian Mansion.
"Huikong, when you get to Qianxian Mansion, don't call me Holy Son anymore, just call me Ancestor."
Halfway through, Ye Qingyun also reminded him specifically.
"Little monk understands."
Huikong nodded.
"There are some things you must remember, that is"
Ye Qingyun warned Huikong again.
"Do you understand? But you must remember it and you can't make any mistakes, otherwise we will both come back dead."
After hearing this, Huikong's eyes were filled with brilliance.
The Holy Son is indeed the Holy Son! Sure enough, he has already thought of a countermeasure!
"Amitabha, the young monk has already kept it in mind. Holy Son, don't worry."
Huikong replied.
One day later.
The main town hall is already in sight.
Ye Qingyun looked at the majestic mansion standing in the mountains and basin in the distance, feeling nervous.
To be continued...