Qiyuan Mountain is thousands of miles away from Chijiang City. Leng Xiaoran and his friends walked for five days before they began to fly over the eaves and walls among the mountains.
From a distance, it looks like two birds flying in the air, very free and relaxed.
"It's been a long time since I haven't been so relaxed." Feng Zhi lay in the air, pulling a white cloud in his hand, lying on it like a quilt, feeling quite comfortable.
"Ah——" Feng Ji moaned happily.
Leng Xiaoran smiled faintly and looked at Feng Zhi with a glance, as if he remembered the past days again. Although it was hard, it was very pleasant.[
"Let's go down." Leng Xiaoran's indifferent voice came.
"Well, yawn." Feng Ji was a little sleepy, a casual feeling came quickly, but he had to work again before he finished enjoying it.
"Boss, is it useful for you to do this?" Feng Qi scratched his somewhat scattered hair and asked behind Leng Xiaoran.
"It's useless, you have to do it. As long as there is a hint of possibility, I can't let it go." Leng Xiaoran's voice was filled with a determined will.
It turned out that as early as when Leng Xiaoran and Feng Ji left Chijiang, Leng Xiaoran began to explore all the information of the Tiandi Qiankun family in the open and dark places. In terms of usefulness, Leng Xiaoran had more or less concluded.
And today is the fifty-eighth time, no wonder Feng Qi has a lazy look, "How can you find useful information in this way..." Feng Qi opened his half-closed eyes.
Leng Xiaoran quickly landed on a small path in the mountains, Leng Xiaoran was just wearing a very ordinary coarse cloth dress. She smiled lightly and her refreshing aura suddenly showed doubts.
Feng Ji was standing behind him, wearing a plain clothes, dressed like a poor man, and a landscape fan flashed with the wind in his right hand, and a graceful and extraordinary temperament emanated from it.
A strange combination of walking among the strange peaks and ridges of the Western Shu land.
At this moment, it happened that a group of passers-by came from a fork in the road beside him. Leng Xiaoran smiled faintly, and then looked at the side.
The group of eight people seemed to understand clearly that they should be companions who were on the road together. Moreover, everyone was quite shabby in their clothes. Leng Xiaoran knew that the other party was a group of ordinary people. "See if there is any gain?" Leng Xiaoran walked forward with a slightly green and honest smile and asked the eight people: "Brothers, let me ask you something? I wonder how to walk on Qiyuan Mountain?"
"Oh, little brother, you go to Qiyuan Mountain too. Haha, it seems that we have companions again. I also go to Qiyuan Mountain. Are you going to worship Qiyuan Mountain too?" A man facing a very old and generous man said to Leng Xiaoran.
"Well, yes, it turns out that we are all on the same road, so good luck. My brother accompanied me to Qiyuan Mountain, but unexpectedly got lost halfway. I wandered here for several days before I saw you group of people." Leng Xiaoran looked very kind-looking and talked and laughed with the group of people. Feng Ji was relatively cold.
In the eyes of those people, it means that scholars look down on rural boys, but scholars are not unattainable in their eyes. If they have that great strength, then what are the uses of literati and scholars?
Walking along with the group of people, the time to travel to Qiyuan Mountain did consume a lot, but Leng Xiaoran heard a lot from it.
"Brother Li, what are the benefits of worshiping Qiyuan Mountain?" Leng Xiaoran asked the nine-foot-tall man beside him in naively.
"Haha." Brother Li glanced at Feng Ji, and then said kindly to Leng Xiaoran: "This is a lot of benefits. It is a kind of glory for us to worship outside disciples of a big family like heaven and earth, which is much stronger than those scholars who are in the first place." Faced with such aggressive words, Feng Ji took it as Feng, and did not take this man seriously at all.
"Hehehe..." Leng Xiaoran smiled a little helplessly.
"Little brother, you have learned a few years of kung fu. Although for some reason, Qiyuan Mountain has recruited peripheral disciples several times more than in the previous two years, it is not something that ordinary people can enter. Little brother, you must be mentally prepared. If you fail, it doesn't matter. Haha--" Although the man is generous, he also hopes that fewer people will compete with him. [
"It's okay. Why is it so abnormal to recruit disciples this year?" Leng Xiaoran asked to himself.
However, someone later returned: "I heard that in recent years, I often see some thieves and robbers on the path of the goods transported by Qiyuanshan. So they would be so prepared."
"Oh, that's right..." Leng Xiaoran still had that smile, but various analysis in her mind had already begun.
"What is the use of ordinary peripheral disciples? In addition to covering up, they are pure cannon fodder, or this one is completely a trap. The last possibility is not very high. Then..."
Not long ago, Leng Xiaoran also heard all kinds of rumors. In short, the headquarters of the Tiandi Qiankun family is in Qiyuan Mountain, and there are fixed times for goods to be shipped every year, but no one knows where they are shipped? No one knows what they are being shipped? So Leng Xiaoran sets his goal on this matter.
On the road, Leng Xiaoran made his own tricks and forced those people to recognize their existence, but Feng Ji was the only one who could do it.
Feng Qi glanced at Leng Xiaoran from time to time on the road, and couldn't help but think: "Looking back on Wannian, who has the ability to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger has not decreased? Only the boss is the only one!" Feng Qi sighed and admired in his heart.
Although Feng Ji walked with everyone every day, his heart still had already flown to the sky.
Whether it is a breeze or a slanting wind in the slanting valley, it is so kind and kind in the windy sea of spirit, as if it is your own brothers and sisters. I quietly enjoy the warm sunshine, paying attention to the runs of the ordinary people.
...
It has been three months since I left Chijiang. I was quietly immersed in the wind's understanding, Feng Zhi gradually felt that he was about to fly.
Suddenly, a burst of ecstasy, Feng Ji opened his eyes, roared to the sky, and laughed wildly, "Hahahahaha"
Suddenly the scene was a little noisy. Except for Leng Xiaoran's understanding, the rest of the people looked at Feng Ji's appearance and were a little funny. Brother Li asked Leng Xiaoran: "Little brother, is your brother okay?" He said with some gloating.
"Well, it's okay. I was a declining nobleman. When I was five years old, my family suddenly faced the possibility of extermination. Then, my father died of illness, and my mother then went with me. Only my elder brother and I were left in the family. My elder brother brought me up. It can be said that I am my only support." Leng Xiaoran's eyes were a little dim as he said.
"Uh, sorry. I asked something I shouldn't ask..." Brother Li said embarrassedly.
Feng Ji was ecstatic and laughed in his heart: "I finally advanced, and I have reached the sixth level. Huh, it's good that the boss was not behind..." Everything passed in peace. Except for drinking tea, eating and chatting, the group of people would talk about Feng Ji's crying and laughing. The rest of the things that could be said...
Time passed quickly, Qiyuan Mountain was right in front of you
, a tree is not a lush peak, standing abruptly one kilometer in front of everyone.
When the elder brother Li saw the strange peak in front of him, he immediately shouted: "It's here, we're here. We're here. Haha, we have a day to stand out. If we can show our strengths in Qiyuan Mountain, we may soar into the sky and fly to the branches to be a phoenix."
"Swish, country bumpkins, it's terrible to have no culture. What do you want to get with things that are not even cannon fodder?" A disharmonious voice came from Feng Ji's mouth.
"What did you say?" One of the men with a very hot temper walked towards Feng Ji and grabbed Feng Ji's collar, "What are you...what are you going to do? Be careful, I will report to the official..." At this time, Feng Ji's voice was a little trembling, and he was even harsh and restrained, looking at the man in front of him in horror.
"What do you think? I have been tolerating you for a long time. If you weren't the little brother's elder brother, I would have ruined you and threw you into the mountain alley and was taken away by a wild dog." The man's hair was very thick, so he hadn't taken care of his stubborn face for a long time, so in Feng Ji's eyes he was like an orangutan in the mountains.[
"Gorilla, what are you clamoring for? Be careful to be driven out by the people from Qiyuan Mountain! You, you... I am a gentleman of literature and never fight with others. If you fight, I..." For a moment, Feng Ji seemed to be unable to think of anything, and his clear eyes turned around and looked very uneasy.
"Hahahaha, the sour literati are just gentle scum, hahahaha, I'm so hilarious. I won't care about anything with you anymore. It's good to play with you occasionally, it's quite fresh." The man smiled at Feng Ji, then took out a pack of wine pots and drank a large mouthful of turbid wine.
"Ah, cool" this man whistled to the sky.
"^*^&*((*(#..." Feng Ji was thrown to the side by the man, and then he didn't know what he was muttering. Leng Xiaoran ran to Feng Ji's side, helped Feng Ji up, and said a few words to Feng Ji, "Calm down."
"Uh... I want to kill him. After living for so many years, it's the first time I met a young man who is not strong and is so arrogant. Why do I pretend to be such a weak scholar? Boss..." Feng Qi looked at Leng Xiaoran bitterly, but in the eyes of others, it became Feng Qi cried to Leng Xiaoran.
For a moment, a loud laugh emanated from the group of people, and everyone's eyes revealed a hint of disdain. Although the stroke seemed to have pulled Leng Xiaoran out of one hand, the man had no backbone and was a coward in the eyes of the man.
"With your ability, you can respond to me at any time in the outside world. This is one of the reasons why I asked Ye Lin to go back instead of you. And you don't have to be bad at hiding your own breath in this way. Even from the perspective of hiding all aspects and all aspects, you will be more restrained in hiding your own breath. So yours will not be allowed to appear in their eyes in this mission." Leng Xiaoran said a few words lightly.
"Oh oh oh, I understand, but these guys, can I deal with them?" Feng Qi seemed to have itchy hands.
"Let's talk about this." Then Leng Xiaoran ignored Feng Ji anymore. Leng Xiaoran turned around and shouted to the man: "Fatty, what are you doing? Why are you bullying my elder brother? Do you think I dare not hit you?" At this time, Leng Xiaoran's arrogant look was completely different from the initial one, and she looked so sharp at first glance.
"I..." For a moment, the man was questioned by Leng Xiaoran. He looked at Leng Xiaoran and scratched his bald head with his right hand. He was embarrassed.
"Hmph, if you don't apologize to my elder brother, I will never die with you." Leng Xiaoran said fiercely.
"I……"
For a moment, a strange atmosphere spread from the group of people......