Yan Wulu said and continued: "Actually, father, you..."
…and he’s also very good at pleasing women.
After all, I was able to catch my mother-in-law out of competition from thousands of men.
Yan Wulu was about to say this, but suddenly he thought of the gift Yan Dong gave to Princess Rongya... an iron gun heavier than eight Jiang Rongya.
Yan Wulu immediately swallowed the unfinished words back into his mouth.
After several exchanges of greetings, Yan Dong also handed Yan Wulu the key item that had come all the way to Yan Wulu.
"The Point Guard Is Here"
It was the [Ancient Soul Ring] that Yan Dong asked Yan Wulu for.
Yan Wulu was a little curious and asked -
"If it is this thing, why didn't my father just ask the Zhenbei secret guards to hand it over to Wu Lu? I think the Zhenbei secret guards would be safe and secure as well."
"In this ring, there is a wisp of the remnant soul that my father placed inside, as well as some other things."
"...This is a remnant soul that only our Yan family can control. Therefore, only you and my son in the world can afford this ring now."
Yan Dong said quietly.
Yan Wulu thought it was too wonderful and a little unbelievable, but after thinking about it, his father Yan Dong didn't need to lie to him.
"Lu'er, you are no longer the same person you were two years ago."
"You have grown up. You are qualified to inherit the Northland and command the North-Suppressing Army. Therefore, you should know some things."
Yan Dong said suddenly, seemingly with some emotion.
"You did a great job over there in the Western Region, so you don't have to worry about it anymore as a father."
"...Now, Lu'er, just take this ring and go to the top of Kunlun Mountain through the forces you have deployed in the Western Region."
"The top of Kunlun Mountain?" Yan Wulu knew that it was the sacred mountain in the Western Regions.
"Yes, Lu'er, you went there and when you come back, you will be the new King of Zhenbei."
Yan Dong's extremely calm words immediately shocked Yan Wulu.
"Father, then you..."
"A father?"
Yan Dong pointed at himself and suddenly smiled and said——
"Haha, as a father, of course he is the King of Zhenbei! Hahahaha..."
A burst of black lines suddenly appeared on Yan Wulu's forehead.
What the hell are these names?
"By the way, Lu'er, you have one more thing to do when you go to the Western Regions..."
"Father, what's the matter?"
"You'd better take Zhang Chunhua back to Beidi, because..."
Yan Dong slightly lengthened his voice.
Yan Wulu listened attentively, thinking, is there something wrong with Zhang Chunhua?
"Because Zhang Chunhua is already pregnant with the grandchildren of my Yan family, and you didn't even take her back to Yanbei to provide for me. Instead, you sent her to a sandy and arid land like the Western Regions."
"...Lu'er, you really don't care about the blood of my Yan family!"
Yan Dong spoke with seriousness and sincerity.
When Yan Wulu heard this, there was another burst of black lines.
He just felt in his heart, why is this Yan Dong always like this? It doesn't take long for him to become a serious person again.
After getting along for a short time, Yan Wulu hurriedly said goodbye to Yan Dong.
Yan Dong also nodded slightly, then turned around and disappeared into the night. He was also going back to Jinling City.
If you stay outside for a long time, you will inevitably not be discovered by Prince Zhao Lingfeng's secret door.
Yan Wulu rode on the black cloud horse.
Yun Qingzhi came to his side and asked in a low voice without daring to raise his head -
"Are we... still going to see Jihua Immortal?"
Thinking about it, Yun Qingzhi did not expect that Yan Dong would hand over the objects to Yan Wulu so quickly and let Yan Wulu leave quickly.
Yan Wulu glanced at Yun Qingzhi's expression.
The latter seems to want to be seen, as if it is a goal model that has been pursued for many years, and now it is finally within reach.
"Originally, it is best to leave Jinling quickly as my father said."
Yun Qingzhi's expression was invisibly dark and lost.
"but……"
Yan Wulu turned around and said, "I never listen to my father very much."
"...Let's go, I also want to see what this first immortal, who is famous all over the world and has been passed down through history, is like."
…
Horse hooves move.
According to Yan Dong's letter, the immortal's residence is at the top of Purple Mountain.
There is also a sect of immortals there.
"...it seems to be called...Yaoxian Sect."
Yan Wulu said calmly.
Yun Qingzhi beside him was suddenly startled, and then his eyes flickered, "It must be. Then it must be!"
"...the sect under Jihua Immortal Lord is the Yao Immortal Sect."
Yun Qingzhi couldn't suppress his excitement, "Originally, the Yao Xian Sect should be at Piaomiao Peak, but perhaps due to the changes over the past tens of millions of years, the sect may have moved to Purple Mountain."
Seeing Yun Qingzhi look so excited, he felt like he was about to meet his idol's little fan.
Yan Wulu was stunned when he arrived.
Yao Immortal Sect?
Piaomiao Peak?
Purple Mountain?
Yan Wulu secretly felt something was wrong.
Just like in his father's secret letter, Yan Wulu felt from those words that his father... also looked down upon this "Jihua Immortal Lord".
…
The foot of Purple Mountain.
Yun Qingzhi suddenly asked Yan Wulu next to him——
"Aren't you afraid of danger when you bring me here alone like this?"
"I just came to visit the mountain gate. Is it possible that these Taoist priests want to kill you and me?" Yan Wulu responded easily.
When Yun Qingzhi heard this, he felt some inexplicable emotions in his heart.
She felt that in Yan Wulu's words, he had already regarded her as a fellow traveler.
It's a bit intimate, but also a bit strange.
Her feelings for Yan Wulu are very subtle, with some hatred, some fear, and some dependence.
…
The mountain gate at the foot of Purple Mountain is a white stone mountain gate.
Its material is very similar to the "white stone cemetery" used by Yan Dong for Princess Liu Mengyun of Zhenbei. They are both the most expensive and beautiful stones.
Being able to use this kind of stone to build the mountain gate already shows that this mountain is extraordinary.
The two stepped forward and knocked lightly on the mountain door.
Behind the Purple Mountain Gate, a Taoist indeed appeared.
These people would have been called monks in the past.
That was a method of cultivation that was once more popular than that of warriors.
It’s not that it’s easier for monks than warriors, but because…immortality!
Although the early combat strength of monks may not be as good as that of warriors through their training, its impact on longevity is far beyond what warriors can compare with.
Sword Saint Junxing once told Yan Wulu——
Warriors generally need to reach at least the seventh-level warrior realm before their longevity can be significantly improved, which is about two hundred years old.
As for a monk, as long as he has completed ten levels of Qi refining and has broken through to become a first-level foundation-building monk, he will already have a lifespan of nearly two hundred years.
Moreover, monks are also an extremely powerful way of cultivation in the later stages.
If you reach the realm of the ninth-level Taoist Immortal Lord, you will be far more powerful than the ninth-level warrior.
In the Immortal Period, only those at the end of the martial arts realm could truly compete with those at the Immortal level.
In front of the mountain gate.
Yan Wulu falsely called himself the knight errant "Yan Lu".
He and Yun Qingzhi are a couple of martial arts lovers. They pass by here and hope to stay in a Taoist temple.
Several Taoists looked around.
Their movements were very slow, their faces were extremely haggard, and their expressions were dull... They looked like humans who had been drained of their essence by the fox demon.
Yan Wulu also said by the way that he knew some medical skills and could check their bodies for free to see if there were any hidden diseases and to see what was causing them to be so haggard.
But those Taoists seemed to have not heard Yan Wulu's words at all, and did not respond in any way.
They nodded to each other, and then closed the mountain door in an extremely rude manner.
Obviously, they did not agree to Yan Wulu and Yun Qingzhi's request to stay overnight.
When Yun Qingzhi saw this, he smiled helplessly.
I lament that people’s hearts are no longer what they used to be.
She said, "In the past, if we monks encountered fellow Taoists who were in trouble and asked for help, we would do our best to help them. How could they be so rude?"
Yan Wulu didn't say much.
He just felt that these Taoists in Purple Mountain were really like zombies.
But he doesn't look like a disciple under the Immortal Seat at all.
And... if you don’t want anything delivered to your door for free, you must not be a normal person!
Yun Qingzhi saw that Yan Wulu had not spoken, so she did not dare to ask any more questions.
The two stood quietly in front of the mountain gate and were silent for a while.
Finally, Yun Qingzhi couldn't bear his temper and asked cowardly -
"Well, what else can you do? Do we want to go back to the Northland?"
Yan Wulu heard the sound and came back from his thoughts.
"I have promised to take you to see the grace of Jihua Immortal Lord, how can I give up halfway?"
"...If I think about it, it is definitely not advisable to forcefully break into the mountain gate."
"Unfortunately, the 'Blue Sea Clone Technique' is too complex and profound. The state of my cultivation so far can only allow me to incarnate alone, and I cannot bring one more person with me."
As Yan Wulu spoke, his words suddenly stopped.
He thought of a good way and couldn't help but look at Yun Qingzhi and asked -
"Do you really want to see Immortal Jihua?"
"Of course!" Yun Qingzhi said without thinking.
"Okay." Yan Wulu punched his palm, "...Then, I have to wrong you first."
Yan Wulu said with a smile.
When Yun Qingzhi saw this smile, he only felt a chill running through his body.
…
Purple Mountain Peak.
A blue-gold waterspout appeared silently and then disappeared.
Yan Wulu appeared from it.
He landed on the eaves of the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, overlooking the entire Taoist temple square.
Made of marble.
The surrounding Taoist temples are like palaces, extremely majestic and continuous.
The top of Zijin Mountain was originally uneven, but in order to build this Taoist temple, the top of the mountain was cut off, leaving a large piece of flat land on which to build this Taoist temple.
Not to mention the hard work of transporting all kinds of marble and wood.
Simply cutting off the top of the mountain would require at least a powerful warrior of the seventh or eighth level.
Otherwise, it would be difficult for ordinary people to make the entire top of the mountain so flat.
But Zijin Mountain has always been regarded as the Daqian Mountain, and Yan Wulu had never heard of a warrior who dared to cut off the top of this mountain.
I don't know who actually did it.
Yan Wulu thought, looking around leisurely to make sure that he had not been discovered, then he raised his right hand and the ring on his finger flashed.
Yun Qingzhi, who was dressed in white, actually fell out of it and almost fell off the eaves of the Taoist temple. Fortunately, Yan Wulu caught him in time.
Yun Qingzhi's face was a little dull...
She slowly turned her head to look at Yan Wulu, wanting to get angry, but she didn't dare to really curse.
When Yan Wulu saw this, he also explained——
"Your body is still just a machine puppet. It is an inanimate body and can be put into the ring."
"...In this case, I can use the 'Blue Sea Clone Technique' to bring you directly up without being discovered by those Taoists."
Yun Qingzhi had nothing to say.
She knew it made sense.
However, she still spoke out——
"Next time, please don't do this, Your Majesty."
"...It's too dark in there."
When Yan Wulu heard this, he immediately recalled what Yun Qingzhi had said when he was in the Lightless Water Prison.
Maybe, the other party is a girl who is very afraid of the dark...
"Well, since you said that, then, I understand." Yan Wulu responded calmly and gently.
Immediately, he began to observe where to find the existence of the so-called Jihua Immortal Lord...
Yun Qingzhi didn't expect that the other party would agree so directly.
Suddenly I felt that the other person was inexplicably gentle.
She then remembered that she had been begging the other party to bring her here, and now she blamed the other party for bringing her here. She felt a little ashamed for a moment and felt that she was too difficult to deal with.
"Look, does this place look the same as the Yaoxian Sect in your previous impression?"
"This...yes."
Yun Qingzhi came to her senses and looked around. She was a little shocked, "This is exactly the architectural layout of the Yaoxian Sect. It's just that it's much smaller."
"...In the past, there would be countless auras and fairy mist surrounding Piaomiao Peak, but there is none here either."
"...Except for these two points, there is nothing different. Jihua Immortal Lord, he must be here too! Then, if Jihua Immortal Lord is here, his immortal companion Nanhua Immortal might also be here!"
Yun Qingzhi said, becoming more and more excited.
Yan Wulu felt that something was even more wrong.
But he didn't say much.
The two were preparing to move their location to find the residence of Jihua Immortal Lord.
I don't know if it was because Yun Qingzhi stepped on a brick and made a noise, or because the two of them had been targeted for a long time.
Yan Wulu's [Tianling Root] suddenly felt a sense of threat coming quickly.
The heaven-level movement skills in his body suddenly started to move. At the same time, he pulled Yun Qingzhi over with one hand. Regardless of the other's wishes, the two of them flew upside down and fell into the central square of the Taoist temple.
And the moment Yan Wulu left the place, a spear penetrated the roof directly from inside the house, exactly where Yan and Yun were before.
The spear shot out from the top with infinite power.
Most of the entire roof was blown away and shattered, turning into rubble.
Yun Qingzhi felt a moment of fear.
With all her magic power imprisoned, she was completely unaware of the coming danger.
It was Yan Wulu, a figure who had always been an enemy, who saved her...
Yan Wulu didn't hesitate at all.
The bright silver [Two-edged Trident] and the green and black two-armored demon puppets were summoned at the same time.
The spear fell to the ground.
It was an extremely ordinary spear, not as aura as the halberd in Yan Wulu's hand.
But just such a spear gave Yan Wulu an unprecedented sense of threat.
I'm afraid, even when you faced the ninth-level holy beast Qiling, you didn't feel this way, right?
The opponent is a ninth-level warrior.
Moreover, he is a ninth-level warrior with an extremely strong killing aura.
Only such a strong murderous aura can make people feel such a threat.
The owner of the spear slowly emerged from the mountain of rubble.
He is a tall man.
Wearing a dull black iron mask, there is a huge Chinese character "pawn" in regular script engraved on the upper left side of the mask.
