Within a day, I received a reply.

Feng Chan'er did not open the secret letter of the third prince's handing over to Su Nanqiu directly.

After reading the letter, Su Nanqiu frowned and raised her head and asked, "Where is Yimeng Mountain?"

"There is Chunyang on Yimeng Mountain." Feng Chan'er said, "There are three confirmed immortals in the Great Zhou area today, one of which is in Chunyang."

"Chuyang?" Su Nanqiu had heard of this name.

"How many days does Your Highness give you?" Feng Chan'er asked.

Su Nanqiu directly handed the letter to Feng Chan'er, "In three days, let us be sure to arrive at the battlefield on the seventh day of the April 20th."

"I understand." Feng Chan'er got off the carriage.

"It's getting more and more interesting." Su Nanqiu leaned against the carriage, pushed away the curtains beside him, and looked at the woods flying back quickly. This is a cruel world, a world where life and death may happen at any time. He must be careful to survive.

...

It took only two days to arrive at Yimeng Mountain, and it was already March 30th and the last day of March.

Carriages and horses stop.

Su Nanqiu got off the carriage, and two Taoist boys were greeted.

It is not surprising that the third prince had already passed letters with Chunyang, and as Su Nanqiu, it was not surprising that he sent two Taoist boys to greet him.

The two stood there with a smile, and the Jinfuwei members did not come forward to say hello. They looked down on this orthodox sect and did not even say a polite word.

The two Taoist boys were well aware of the ways of treating guests. Although they looked down on these casual cultivators, they did not show any malice on the surface, but just stayed quietly aside.

"Two fellow Taoists." Su Nanqiu walked to the Taoist boy and stretched out his hand to shake hands when he saw the Taoist boy giving a gift. He quickly replied and smiled awkwardly.

"Is this Mr. Su?" asked the Taoist boy.

Su Nanqiu nodded, "It's just below."

"Your Madam Su is also asked to go up the mountain alone with me. The master has an order to only receive the young master. Three days later, I promise to send Mr. Su down the mountain." The Taoist's words did not seem to be said to Su Nanqiu, but to those golden talismans.

Su Nanqiu turned his head and looked at the people behind him. They didn't want to say anything, and were doing something on their own. Only Yun Ye walked to Su Nanqiu and gave him a bag, "If something happens, open the bag and tear the talisman paper to pieces."

"good."

Su Nanqiu took the talisman bag and followed the two Taoist boys into Chunyang's gate.

According to Feng Chan'er's previous narrative, this should be one of the top sects in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The main entrance is when you walk through the mountain path.

There is a black yellow rosewood plaque hanging at the top of the red lacquer gate, with three big characters written on it, "Puyang Palace". There are two pine and cypress trees on both sides. The Taoist boy guarding the gate at the door held a whisk in his hand and looked at the three people walking in front of him with a smile.

A man was sitting in the pavilion. He could see that the pavilion was looming behind the pine and cypress flowers. Two Taoist boys took Su Nanqiu to the vicinity and stopped. One Taoist boy lowered his head and said, "Uncle Master, I have brought it."

Su Nanqiu tilted his head and looked at it. The man was wearing a Taoist robe with blue, white and black colors, and was painting a Tai Chi diagram behind him. He whisks his left hand and his right hand was long sword on his legs sitting cross-legged. While closing his eyes to rest, his ears moved slightly. It was obvious that he heard what the Taoist boy said. He took a breath and said slowly, "Understanding."

The two Taoist boys bent over and retreated, leaving only Su Nanqiu standing alone.

"Come in." The voice of the middle-aged man came from inside.

Su Nanqiu walked in.

The middle-aged man did not open his eyes and continued to take deep breaths.

'This should be something like breathing.' Su Nanqiu looked at the middle-aged man and said tentatively, "I've seen seniors."

"Sit down." The middle-aged man's tone was very calm.

Su Nanqiu was not seen, and sat on the stone bench, "Senior, can you crack it?"

"It's not a question of cracking." The middle-aged man let go of the long sword in his right hand and reached out to Su Nanqiu. Two visible auras floated out from his fingertips. The aura slowly flowed to Su Nanqiu, surrounding the at a loss of Su Nanqiu.

After a while, the middle-aged man spoke again.

"Two ways can be solved."

"Senior, please tell me." Su Nanqiu said.

"Join Chunyang." The middle-aged man said, "I only have six people at the foot of the mountain. I don't care about the rest of the original path. In addition, you are seven people entering Chunyang. After performing the ceremony of apprenticeship, this path will pass on your Pure Yang True Sutra to help you dissolve a strait of aura in your body. This path knows that you are their commander, and it is not difficult for you to let them do this."

Su Nanqiu looked at the middle-aged man without saying a word.

Seeing that Su Nanqiu did not respond, the middle-aged man raised his mouth slightly, and then continued, "The second method is that this path can be found in the friendship between the third prince, and give you the Guiyuan Sutra that the disciples of our sect practiced. However, without the assistance of a famous teacher, the probability of your successful cultivation is not very high. Moreover, what this path can tell you is that this radiant energy in your body is very domineering. Even if it is successfully resolved, in your body, it is impossible to digest the breath that this extra first-grade mortal realm can bear. Without the protection of elixirs, even if you enter the mortal realm, your meridians will still be cut off and die."

"You are threatening me." Su Nanqiu smiled.

"This path is just to give you two ways to choose, so how can you threaten it?" The middle-aged man still remained calm.

"If I'm not mistaken, you are Chengfeng Taoist." Su Nanqiu asked.

The middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes and looked at Su Nanqiu slightly, "You know this path."

Su Nanqiu stood up, paced in the pavilion for two times, took a deep breath, and then said slowly, "I don't know you, I just have some incomplete memories, and the memories tell me some fragments, such as... the Taoist who refined the alchemy, the alchemy furnace on the Chunyang Palace, and the elixir worth 800 taels of silver each, used to gather qi."

Before he arrived here, Su Nanqiu really couldn't think of it, but when he really walked here, he realized that he felt familiar.

Some memories seem to emerge again.

Taoist Cheng Feng's eyes went from being indifferent before, to looking after being recognized, to being frown now, and in a few words, Su Nanqiu had changed from being a trivial person to a person who made him sit upright.

"You shouldn't remember." said Taoist Cheng Feng.

"I shouldn't forget." Su Nanqiu looked at the other party, without any timidity in his eyes, even though the other party was already a figure like the uncle of the Taoist sect.

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" asked Taoist Cheng Feng.

"It seems that the person who really wants to kill me is not in the Jiuqianling Pass." Su Nanqiu smiled, "I don't choose either way. Thank you for your advice."

After saying that, Su Nanqiu turned around and left.

How could he not be afraid? Of course he was afraid.

When he walked out of the gate of Chunyang Palace, his back was soaked with cold sweat.

Looking at Su Nanqiu's disappearing back, Taoist Cheng Feng was still sitting there motionless, but his heart was already confused and his breathing was not evenly. He angrily threw out the whisk in his left hand, but then the whisk was grabbed in his hand by a figure that suddenly appeared.

"Are you angry?" A charming woman's voice came.

Taoist Cheng Feng did not turn his head, but just slowly closed his eyes.

"If you want to go this path, no one can stop you." The woman chuckled.

"Do you think you can jump out of the mortal world by entering this mountain gate?" Cheng Feng's tone was a little dissatisfied.

"Breaking out of this mortal world has nothing to do with entering the mountain gate or not. The mountain gate is not below the foot, and the mountain gate is in my heart." The woman shook her head, "This person is not dead. You are self-righteous and unwilling to leave and kill him with your own hands. This is the bitter fruit. People who have the bitter fruit seeds in the world must taste it themselves."

"Hmph." Cheng Feng Dao Ren smiled contemptuously, "The arrogant spirit in his body is too domineering and can't last for a day. In three days, I will say more to him."

"Do you think the arrogant aura appears out of thin air?" The woman's voice gradually drifted away.
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