Changhe City is the last big city near the coast of the East China Sea.

After rushing on the road for more than ten days, he was full of dust and had a cultivation level. Feng Yi also felt some fatigue and hard work during his journey. Moreover, he had never been to the East China Sea of ​​Yunzhou, so he needed to find out where the two paths of righteousness and demons had recently appeared in order to find the sect team.

Therefore, Feng Yi asked for the way to Changhe City and wanted to go to the city to repair it.

The vast land of China is vast and vast. There is a way of saying "Ten miles are different in pronunciation, hundreds of miles are different in customs". This time, I arrived at Changhe City, the easternmost part of Yunzhou. Sure enough, the human customs are very different from Zhongzhou, not to mention that Feng Yi is familiar with, but is located in Yizhou further west.

The East China Sea is humid and hot all year round, which is different from the mountainous Yizhou inland.

As soon as he entered the city, Feng Yi saw that the ordinary people were dressed differently from other places. Although they were all Central Plains, they only fell into specific places, and their pronunciations were different. The speed of speech was faster, which sounded quite interesting. There were various seafood in the city near the sea, which was dried everywhere, and it had a fishy and salty smell that was rare elsewhere. I think the locals got used to it early, and only those who were so used to being in other states like Feng Yi would notice that faint smell.

Even the plants in the city are different from those inland towns.

In Changhe City, Feng Yi saw many familiar palm trees, and even passed by a wealthy family home, and saw banana fruit trees with treetops emerging from the other party's garden.

Then he found an inn, washed away the dust, and bought a new dress in the ready-made clothing shop. Because money and things don’t mean much to the cultivator, he didn’t need to be too frugal and changed into clothes made of good materials. When he washed and tidied up, he dressed up and bought a new dress. When he walked out again, the inn shopkeeper was impressed by his demeanor.

At this time, Feng Yi was wearing a white robe, covered with a blue robe, tied a bun and fixed it with a jade hairpin, and two blue hairbands were hung down from his temples. At first glance, he was full of vigor and handsome, and with a long sword behind him, he added a bit of heroic atmosphere.

When people see it, they can tell at a glance that their identity is definitely not unusual.

Feng Yi then had a meal at the inn and asked the shopkeeper again. Because the conflict between the two evil spirits and demons has intensified recently, many people have met each other in public from time to time, so the news has been widely circulated. Even the shopkeeper of the inn has heard many rumors, pointing out a direction for Feng Yi.

After Feng Yi thanked him, he planned to go there.

Unexpectedly, after walking on the street for a while, I suddenly saw a commotion in the crowd in front of me. Many people gathered together, as if something had happened. Feng Yi approached and saw a thin young man kneeling on the ground, with a bed mat in front of him, with a corpse wrapped in it, and a grass marker was inserted behind his neck.

This is not the first time Feng Yi has seen such a scene.

He immediately understood the scene before him. He thought that the youngest relative died, and he had no choice but to put a grass mark on it and sell it as a slave in order to bury his relatives. Some people who recognized the young man among the onlookers were talking about this. Feng Yi also listened to it, as he expected.

It turned out that the person who died in front of me was the young man's father. The father and son were residents of a village dozens of miles away. Because of the evil spirit, the village was destroyed. The two of them survived and had more than a year to escape. However, they did not expect that the young man's father suddenly fell seriously ill half a year ago and had no money to treat him. After delaying for half a year, he left the young man alone and had no way to live.

The people of the Central Plains all have the custom of "being buried in peace". The young man was purely filial and did not want his biological father to die and abandon his corpse and bury his corpse, so he sold himself to seek financial resources to bury his dead father. Unfortunately, he waited here for two days, and his father's body began to smell in this humid environment, and no one was willing to buy him.

The seal was also touched, but more of it was sighing.

Because the situation of such a young man can be seen everywhere in China. It is really not easy for ordinary people to survive safely. Bandits, evil families, monsters, evil monks, etc. - there are too many irresistible dangers in the world that can easily destroy the lives of the people without paying any price.

After all, who can make the evil one pay the price?

Is it God?

Or Qingyun Sect?

However, Qingyun Sect, the leader of the righteous path, cannot do even the devil-resistance of the Dao, so how can he have the time to deal with these "small things"? Feng Yi cannot do it either. He can save one or two, but there are more than a million suffering people in the world. Even the Daluo Immortal God is too busy to be alone.

However, if you can help one, Feng Yi will still do it.

It’s like a little boy who rescues a fish in a dry rut. No one cares about his behavior, but the fish cares about it. It’s just a casual move for him, but it’s all about the fish. “Don’t do good deeds because they are small”, that’s it.

The boy was anxious.

Today is the third day. If you can't raise money to bury your deceased father, there will be a corpse transporter in the city to send his father to a mass grave.

At this moment, a pair of cloth boots suddenly appeared in front of the boy. Then a gentle voice said: "Get up, follow me, I will hire someone for you and bury your father."

The young man was overjoyed and looked up and saw a young man with a fairy temperament. He was shocked by his momentum and hurriedly leaned down and kowtowed: "Thank you, thank you, young master! Thank you! From now on, the young master will be the master of the villain--"

"Okay."

Feng Yi stopped him from kowtowing, and went to the nearby Shoucai shop with him, paid a sum of money to let the Shoucai shop take charge of the funeral of his deceased father. Feng Yi came in person, so he didn't have to worry about the young man being bullied alone. After everything was done properly, he finally gave the young man a little money and told him to find a place to learn craftsmanship so that he could have a support in the future.

As for the young man's gratitude, there is no need to say anything about Feng Yi's help, which is not what he asked for.

He walked on the long street and was thinking about some things in his mind. The land of Jiuzhou, Feng Yi had traveled to three major states, and he also understood the living conditions of the people in China. It can be said that the greatest misfortune of the people in this world is that Jiuzhou has no unified regime.

The root of this matter is different from the previous life, which is that there is more extraordinary power in this world. If you want to solve this problem, the final destination will eventually come to the realm of cultivation and fall to Feng Yi's own almost ignorant thoughts.

"Feng Yi!"

While thinking, a familiar voice suddenly shook all over his body!

He turned around and immediately saw a familiar big face, full of surprises and surprises. He shook his body in front of him regardless of the shock of the people on the street.

The man looked Feng Yi up and down, grinned, slapped him happily, and said, "It's really you! I knew that you are so lucky and life-threatening, so how could you die so easily? Hahaha! It's true that I'm the most visionary! Hey, I'm telling you what happened to you, how did you disappear for nearly two months, and you didn't send a message to the mountain? You don't know, the master made you so anxious that he picked up the sword and went down the mountain, saying that he wanted to avenge you!"

The man was obviously very happy and asked questions one after another, but Feng Yi didn't know how to answer.

However, when Feng Yi saw him, he felt at last safe, as if he had seen his family and returned to a reassuring home.

"This matter is a long story," Feng Yi suppressed his excitement and sighed, "I will talk to you in detail when I have time. By the way, where is the master? How could you come here?"

That person is Xu Ming, Chaoyangfeng!

He was not alone, but five or six people came to him behind him. They were all disciples of the Qingyun Sect, and He Dazhi and Wenmin were familiar with Feng Yi, while the others were somewhat surprised. When the few saw Feng Yi, they were quite surprised. The two sides greeted each other. After greeting each other, Feng Yi asked about the topic just now.

Xu Ming then said, "We came to Changhe City to buy supplies. In a few days, after we found out the details of the Demon Sect and found their traces, we would chase them out to the sea. As for Master and the others, of course they are in the garrison! Let's not talk about these things for now, let's meet Master first!"

When they met Feng Yi accidentally, Xu Ming had no intention of buying. The others knew it and parted ways. Feng Yi followed Xu Ming out of Changhe City, immediately stood up with his sword and flew to the east. The two went out directly to the sea and finally landed on a huge island dozens of miles away from the sea.

On the island, there are silhouettes and quite lively.

After Feng Yi fell down, he saw many people with a strong aura and profound cultivation, all sects. It turned out that the island here was the stronghold of the people in the righteous path. Headed by Qingyun Sect, the sects gathered here to track the traces of the Demon Cult and discuss the plan to eliminate demons together.

Feng Yi returned and caused a sensation among the young disciples of Qingyun Sect!

It should be noted that not long ago, the "Seven-Meridians Martial Arts" was the final top name, but he showed his skills in the grand examination and was well-known. Many young disciples regarded it as a target and as an example. The news of Feng Yi's disappearance before was shocked and moved everyone. At this time, Feng Yi suddenly returned safely, which naturally attracted many fellow disciples to visit and greet.

Among them, Zeng Shushu, Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Xueqi, who went down the mountain with Feng Yi, were indispensable.

"Haha!" Zeng Shushu met Feng Yi and ran over enthusiastically, "I knew with your ability, how could it be so easy to die in the Ancient Cave of Ten Thousand Bats! Now I really got it right? Haha, welcome you back, Senior Brother Feng Yi!"

Feng Yi recalled that situation and smiled bitterly: "I was injured by the black water snake, and I almost couldn't come back." I don't know whether I thought of the hardship of the Blood Drop Cave or someone, Feng Yi smiled a little melancholy.

Lu Xueqi still looked cold and indifferent, but after all, she was a fellow disciple who had lived and died together, so she was still closer to her face than when facing other people: "I haven't seen it for a long time, Senior Brother Feng!"

Zhang Xiaofan was taken care of by Feng Yi a lot. Now that he saw that he was out of trouble, he was very happy and had a smile on his face.

But Feng Yi clearly felt that Zhang Xiaofan seemed to have thoughts hidden in his heart.

He said something to everyone, remembering his master in his heart, so he continued to walk in. The base chosen by Qingyunmen was under a rock wall, where several caves were dug by the great magic power to serve as temporary residence. When Feng Yi came over, he was facing Chaoyang Peak and his group who had received the news.

The one who is the leader is wearing a purple robe, with a luxurious demeanor and a clear face. It is the first real person Shang Zhengliang on Chaoyang Peak!

Feng Yi saw him at a glance.

Compared with memory, Shang Zhengliang was obviously a little more sharp and some indescribable depression at this time. Others may not be able to see it, but Feng Yi didn't know that it was the change of breath that only appeared on his master after he disappeared.

"Master!"

Feng Yire burst into tears, rushed towards him, and knelt down with tears.

"Disciple, I'm back!"

Shang Zhengliang nodded, and his eyes were obviously a little sour, but it was more of a fulfilling comfort.
Chapter completed!