Ming Zhiyuan followed the boy named Qinghai out for a few miles and then crossed a small bridge called Qingfeng Bridge.
The Qinghai boy pointed to the stream flowing under the bridge and said to Ming Zhiyuan: "Look, this is the spring water flowing out of the Saint Maid Spring. We at Saint Maid Mountain must use the spring water from the Saint Maid Spring to make elixirs. The effect of the elixir is It will be even more remarkable."
Ming Zhiyuan looked at the spring water, but he didn't see any difference from the spring water elsewhere. He didn't know if Qinghai was playing tricks.
The two continued to move forward, and soon they came to a valley. In the valley stood a majestic grand hall. On both sides of the back of the hall, two rows of houses extended backwards, and finally formed a circle, occupying an extremely vast area.
Under the dripping eaves in front of the main entrance of the hall, four young people stood in two rows, wearing neat white robes, guarding the entrance.
Qinghai ignored those people and quickly ran into the hall and shouted: "Where is Director Wen? Director Wen? Come out quickly. I heard that senior brother Ren has returned with a letter. Someone has sent a letter to my uncle."
A middle-aged man hurriedly ran out of the back room of the main hall. When he saw Qinghai, he said angrily:
"Why are you chattering so loudly? No noise is allowed in the official hall. What did you just say? I didn't even hear it clearly. Who do you think sent the message to your uncle?"
Ming Zhiyuan followed Na Qinghai and was about to enter the main hall. The people at the gate reached out to stop him: "Your honor, please stay."
Ming Zhiyuan had no choice but to stand outside, cupped his hands to the man from a distance and said: "My Ming Zhiyuan, I met Brother Wenren Chuanxi in Yuhuo, and Brother Chuanxi wrote a letter for me to personally deliver to the elder of Nanda."
The middle-aged man looked up at Ming Zhiyuan, and hurriedly returned the greeting: "Young Master Lao Ming is here."
Then he waved his hand to the guarding disciples and said: "Please come in."
Only then did those people take a step back to make way.
Ming Zhiyuan entered the main hall, but before he could stand still, the man said again: "I wonder where the message of good news is? Can you let me have a look?"
Ming Zhiyuan took out the letter again, handed it to the middle-aged man and said, "I would also like to ask this eldest brother to pass it on. Brother Chuanxi told me that I must personally deliver the letter to Elder Nan."
The man took the letter and read the name and seal on the envelope, then handed it back with both hands: "Master Ming, please sit down and please stay here for a while. I will send a message to Songlai Peak immediately."
With that said, he turned around and walked into the back compartment.
After a while, a younger man brought two cups of tea and a plate of snacks.
When Na Qinghai saw some snacks to eat, he also came over, grabbed the snacks with one hand and put them in his mouth, while saying:
"Brother Ming, please wait a moment. Someone from Songlai Peak will be here soon. I will accompany you to Songlai Peak. Then you have to tell my uncle Nan that I saw you first and led you from the bottom of the mountain. Came up."
Ming Zhiyuan nodded repeatedly: "Okay, I must say that I got lost. Fortunately, I met little brother Qinghai and took me up the mountain. Otherwise, I don't know how long I would have to wander around in the mountains to find this place."
After hearing what he said, Qinghai beamed with joy: "That's it, that's it. Oh, Mr. Ming, you are such a good person."
Ming Zhiyuan was amused for a while, and he didn't know what benefits Qinghai could get by trying every means to please Elder Nan like this.
He and Qinghai were chatting while eating snacks, and the middle-aged man also came out to chat with him and wait.
After finishing a cup of tea, a man in smart clothes walked in from outside the palace. He looked at Ming Zhiyuan, raised his hands and said, "Is this Mr. Ming who came to deliver a message for my junior brother?"
Ming Zhiyuan hurriedly stood up and returned the salute: "That's it."
"I am the senior brother who is delivering the news. My name is Tong Daping. Mr. Ming, please call me Brother Daping. My master specially ordered me to take Mr. Ming to Songlai Peak to meet him," the man said cheerfully.
When Ming Zhiyuan heard what he said, Elder Nan bowed again: "I obey your orders, and please ask Brother Daping to lead the way."
Ming Zhiyuan followed Tong Daping out of the main hall and saw a huge fiery red bird squatting in the open space at the entrance of the hall. The bird was so huge that it was just like the elephant Ming Zhiyuan had seen in his previous life.
Its feathers were extremely red. When the big bird saw Tong Daping coming out, it stretched its neck and rolled its eyes to look at Ming Zhiyuan behind him.
Qinghai followed him out immediately. As soon as he saw the big bird, he ran forward and grabbed the feathers of the big bird and said, "Ling Dang, are you here to take us to Songlai Peak?"
When Ming Zhiyuan heard this title...such a big bird actually had such a delicate name...Bell...
Tong Daping stood in front of Big Bird and said to Qinghai: "Junior Brother Qinghai, the bell cannot support three people."
When Qinghai heard this, his face suddenly changed: "What's the matter? Burning the bridge across the river? I'm not guarding at the foot of the mountain. You, the Ming Gongzi who delivered the message, don't know where to patrol the mountain at the moment? I worked hard to bring the people here, so I thought
Are you driving me away?"
"I also want to go to Songlai Peak. I want to ask Senior Uncle Nan. I was the one who took the messenger brother up the mountain, so why not let me go to Songlai Peak? Who taught Senior Brother Tong the good skill of crossing rivers and demolishing bridges?
"
After saying this, he angrily grabbed the feathers of the big bird and turned his face away.
Tong Daping looked at Ming Zhiyuan with some embarrassment on his face: "Mr. Ming is laughing at me, my junior brother Qinghai is still young and speaks without restraint."
Ming Zhiyuan also smiled and said: "It doesn't matter. Brother Qinghai is right. If it hadn't been for him today, I really wouldn't have been able to find the Guishan Gate. I might have gotten lost in the mountain."
When Qinghai heard what Ming Zhiyuan said, he turned around and said, "Listen to it yourself, right?
If it weren't for me, how long would Senior Uncle Nan have been worried about my brother?
My senior brother Chuanxi has been out for so long, and finally a letter came back... If he gets lost in this mountain...
If you get lost here..."
He muttered but couldn't say the next words.
Because both he and Tong Daping knew that in addition to the guarding disciples at the foot of the mountain, there were also outer disciples patrolling the mountain at any time in Saintess Mountain. Even if Ming Zhiyuan got lost, he would still be sent to the main affairs hall as long as he met the patrolling disciples.
It's just a matter of time, and it won't take long.
The boy Daping couldn't bear his constant noise, so he had to wave his hands and said:
"Stop talking, stop talking, I've already said that Qinghai is the most powerful, I'll carry you up."
Then he turned to Ming Zhiyuan and said: "Mr. Ming, follow the bell's wings and step on its back. We will reach Songlai Peak in a moment."
Ming Zhiyuan was troubled when he heard this. Although the big bird was squatting on the ground with its wings on both sides, he was really frightened when he was asked to step on its wings.
Tong Daping saw the troubled look on his face and knew that he had no cultivation and no martial arts.
He didn't say anything, so he held Ming Zhiyuan's arm with one hand and supported his waist with the other. No matter how hard he exerted force, Ming Zhiyuan only felt that his body was so light that he flew up into the air, and landed firmly on the back of the big bird.
Tong Daping then went down and picked up Qinghai and flew up. He stepped on the bird's back lightly, and the big bird got up and fluttered its wings and flew away.
In an instant, Ming Zhiyuan felt like the world was spinning and he couldn't help but lay on the back of the big bird, holding tightly to the feathers on the back of the big bird with both hands.
The big bird felt its feathers being pulled tightly and felt a little uncomfortable, so it chirped. Seeing Ming Zhiyuan's embarrassed look, Qinghai laughed happily and kept slapping his hands.
After being glared at by Tong Daping, he held it back, but the uncontrollable smile broke out at the corners of his face and mouth.
Ming Zhiyuan couldn't care so much anymore. He only felt the sound of wind in the valley and the pain on his face, and he didn't dare to look at the scenery below.
I just wanted to reach Songlai Peak as soon as possible. Fortunately, the big bird finally landed slowly on a flat ground after flying for a while.
After Tong Daping carried Qinghai down, he came up and took Ming Zhiyuan down. After Ming Zhiyuan came down, he felt that his face was dull, and saw Qinghai still looking at him with a smile.
He could only say awkwardly: "Brother Qinghai, don't laugh. It's my first time to ride on such a flying beast, and I was really scared."
Qinghai covered his mouth and said, "Lingdang is not a beast rider, he is Senior Brother Tong's brother in need."
Ming Zhiyuan looked back, and Tong Daping smiled gently at him: "Lingdang has been tamed in my master for many years, and he is very understanding of human nature. Although he is not from my human race, he has gone through life and death on the line of defense against monsters together, and he has also saved me.
The old boy’s life.”
Ming Zhiyuan hurriedly apologized, "I didn't know that this bell has such a connection with your sect and Brother Tong. Please forgive Brother Tong."
That Tong Daping waved his hand: "Don't blame those who don't know. Mr. Ming, please come with me."