Meng Taiyue found an opportunity to release Feng Feiyun from the beast bag, and then followed the monks of the Meng family into the Futian Concentration. From the beginning to the end, he never said a word to Feng Feiyun. Feng Feiyun had already risked his life by taking him out of the Baijie Mountain Range. Once the monks from the Meng family saw him bringing a stranger into the ore transport team, his end would be tragic.
Feng Feiyun's cultivation level has recovered more than half, and his injuries are almost healed. He is not in a hurry to leave here, and stands outside Futian Ji for a long time.
I could see Hong beasts constantly coming back from the distant mountains carrying ores. The Hong beasts of the Imperial Envoy Mengtai Yue were only transporting one of the carts.
"This Meng family is really powerful. They actually raised twelve Hong beasts and brought back twelve large carts of ore at one time. Each cart of ore was as big as a hill. They are considered a powerful family. In There should be very strong forces in this area." Feng Feiyun touched his chin slightly.
Feng Feiyun and Taiwei were thrown out of the space storm at the same time. He guessed that Taiwei should also be thrown near this area. He must find her before she leaves this land, otherwise he will let her leave. The Sixth Central Dynasty was so vast that it would be impossible to find her again.
Maybe we can use the power of Mengjia.
The Meng family is one of the top families in the "Jiyu". It has been inherited for more than 80,000 years and has a very strong foundation. The power of the Immortal Sect at the level of Senluo Palace can be suppressed by the Meng family with just one general.
On the land of Jiyu, there are countless families, blessed lands, fairy cities, and caves. Many forces are more powerful than the Palace of Gods. There are even some ancient religions that have been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years and can easily destroy the gods. palace.
The north-south span of "Jiyu" is about one "immortal jump", which is 90 million miles, and the area is about 10,000 times that of the Shenjin Dynasty.
As for "Jiyu", where it is in the Sixth Central Dynasty, few people know. These monks only know that there are "Fire Territory", "Tiger Territory" and other major areas next to "Jiyu".
Even monks with the ninth level of destiny can rarely go out of one domain and know little about other domains, because one domain is already infinitely huge.
Feng Feiyun was thrown out by the space storm, and the mountain range he reached was called the "Hundred Calamity Mountains".
The Baijie Mountain Range is located in the west of Jiyu. It is a large mountain range that is thousands of miles away. It is rich in resources. There are countless spiritual beasts gathering there, hiding spiritual mountains and elixirs, there are spiritual veins gathering underground, and of course there are extremely rich ore resources. .
The Meng family has more than ten mining areas in the Hundred Tribulations Mountains. That day, Feng Feiyun happened to encounter one of the teams transporting ore. Otherwise, with his seriously injured body, he would probably be killed by the powerful spiritual beast inside. Attack to death.
This is the news that Feng Feiyun heard at Futianji in the past two days.
"It is worthy of being the sixth central dynasty of mankind. It is more prosperous and powerful than I imagined. Just one area has given birth to ancient religions that have been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years." Feng Feiyun sat on a jade suspended in the sky. On top of the pavilion, he was wearing a neat white Confucian robe, handsome and free-spirited, with reddish eyes, carefully tasting the spirit beast meat and Yun peach wine here.
These things were extremely precious table items in the Shenjin Dynasty, but here they are just the most common food and drinks.
Just the Hundred Calamity Mountain Range stretches for thousands of miles. If you want to find Taiwei by yourself, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky.
"A Dragon Spirit Stone was cut out of the Li family's ore garden, which caused a sensation in Futianji. Experts from the Li family have rushed over to escort the Dragon Spirit Stone back to the family."
"The treasure hunter of the Li family will definitely receive a generous reward this time."
"Meng Xingchen of the Meng family recently refined a ninth-grade spiritual weapon, which became the twelfth ninth-grade spiritual weapon in Jiyu. He is worthy of being the first weapon refining master in Jiyu. From now on, the Mengjia will be in Jiyu His status will rise to another level."
"I have also heard about this. The Meng family has been preparing for this ninth-grade spiritual weapon for many years. The materials consumed are astronomical. With the joint efforts of dozens of generations, this feat has finally been completed in this generation."
On this hanging jade pavilion, Feng Feiyun heard a lot of information.
Wentian City is located on the edge of the Baijie Mountains. Many monks come here and then enter the Baijie Mountains for adventure and experience. The population mobility is extremely high.
"Humph, a bunch of ignorant people, you really think that Meng Xingchen can sacrifice and refine a ninth-grade spiritual weapon." At the window of the Jade Pavilion, a young man in purple gently shook his folding fan, with a swaying temperament on his body.
His voice was a bit crisp, not as rough as a man should be, but rather feminine.
Feng Feiyun couldn't help but stare at the purple-clothed young man. He was not very old, probably about seventeen or eight years old. He was well-dressed, neither too gorgeous nor too simple, and his hair was neatly combed. , every root is not messy.
It was difficult to see his face clearly, as if it was covered with a light layer of fog, but this layer of fog was invisible, giving people a feeling of reality and illusion.
Feng Feiyun didn't bother to use the Phoenix Sky Eye to see. This would be a sign of disrespect for the other party and would irritate the other party.
But Feng Feiyun saw his hands, which were very white and delicate. Each finger was slender and soft to the extreme, as if they were carved from fairy jade, and even the nails were trimmed to be crystal clear.
Feng Feiyun only knows one man who can grow such beautiful hands, Long Qingyang.
But it is obvious that this is definitely not the type of person Long Qingyang is, so there is only one explanation.
Feng Feiyun withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at her. Just when Feng Feiyun was about to leave, the entrance to the Jade Pavilion was blocked. A group of monks filed in and came up. The leader was wearing bronze armor and said: "I heard that some people dare to doubt the authenticity of our Meng family's ninth-grade spiritual weapon. If you have the courage, please come forward."
The monks who came in all had tokens with the word "Dream" hanging on their waists, and Meng Taiyue was also among them, but he followed the monks from the Meng family with a calm expression on his face, without much emotion or anger.
Apparently, this group of monks from the Meng family were downstairs. When they heard that someone dared to provoke the Meng family above, they all came up together to teach the troublemaker a lesson.
"It's an old man from the Meng family, Meng Mujing. I heard that he has experienced life and death and nirvana, and has been stationed in Wentian City for eight hundred years."
"He is already considered one of the top ten men in the Meng family among the strong men stationed in Wentian City. That young man is going to be in trouble."
"The Meng family possesses ninth-grade spiritual weapons and has become one of the top forces in the Jiyu region. Now they are showing their sharpness. Anyone who messes with them is not seeking death."
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There are many monks in the Jade Pavilion, but they are not panicked, because no monk dares to fight casually in Futianji, otherwise they will be wiped out by the powerful immortals stationed here.
The young man in purple smiled disdainfully, shook his folding fan, and said: "The Meng family does not have the ability to refine ninth-grade spiritual weapons, but they just hug Jiuxiao Immortal City's lap. Meng Xingchen married his daughter to The young city lord of Jiuxiao Immortal City was my concubine, so I got help from Jiuxiao Immortal City, and successfully refined a ninth-grade spiritual weapon. To be honest, for a daughter to have a ninth-grade spiritual weapon, the Meng family really made a lot of money."
All the monks in the Meng family were angry. A white edge came out of Meng Mujing's body, and she said coldly: "Miss Meng Lingyan and the young master of Jiuxiao Immortal City are in love, but you said it so badly." , this is obviously a deliberate attempt to slander the reputation of our Meng family, do you dare to fight to the death with me on the secret battlefield?"
"Yes, a life and death battle."
The monks of the Meng family were very angry.
Meng Taiyue, who was following the monk from the Meng family, had a calm expression on his face, with a bit of loneliness and shame in his pupils. He did not refute the words of the purple-clothed young man out loud, because what others said was the truth.
"No need, you will all die if you disturb my master's enjoyment of drinking."
The young man in purple clothes was still sitting there, waving the folding fan with his delicate and white hands, and waved it into the void behind him, and a small point of light flew out, opening gaps in the space.
No one could see clearly what he was hitting.
"Puff, puff, puff..."
When those light spots returned to the folding fan again, the monks of the Meng family were dead and all fell to the ground.
The entire Jade Pavilion was extremely quiet. Only the sounds of more than a dozen monks bleeding could be heard, and everyone was shocked to the point of petrification.
"簌猌."
The corpses of more than a dozen monks from the Meng family began to evaporate, turning into streaks of white smoke, and finally disappeared completely, as if they had never been to this jade pavilion.
The purple-clothed young man let out a soft moan from his lips, glanced at Feng Feiyun on the side, with sharp eyes and a pleasant voice, he said: "You are quite fast."
"It's okay." Feng Feiyun was very calm, smiled, and put Meng Taiyue down.
At the moment when the purple-clothed master was about to kill someone, Feng Feiyun rescued Meng Taiyue at lightning speed.
"If you stop me from killing someone, I will kill you too." The purple-clothed young man obviously has a lot of background, and he does not allow anyone to offend, even if it is just a small offense, he will be mercilessly obliterated.
Just like the group of monks from the Meng family just now.
Feng Feiyun was not overwhelmed by the opponent's momentum. He remained calm and said: "He didn't offend you just now. He shouldn't have died."
"I'm offended now." The purple-clothed young master said.
"He is a half-demon. If you kill him, you will dirty your hands." Feng Feiyun said.
When the young man in purple heard the word "half-demon", he frowned his slender eyebrows slightly, scratched his nose with his slender hands, and said: "It turns out that he was just a humble half-demon. If you kill him, your hands will be dirty indeed." , but you just offended me and you must die."
"I am also a half-demon." Feng Feiyun said.
The prince in purple frowned even more, shook his head, and said, "Today is really unlucky." Then, he walked out of the Jade Pavilion and left this place that made him feel very unlucky.
Why does the young man in purple think that killing a half-demon is dirty?
This is like asking an emperor to kill an adulterous prisoner with his own hands. This is really a very dirty thing for an emperor with a noble status.
The status of a half-demon is inferior to that of a prisoner who rapes a prostitute.
For a person like Mr. Ziyi who is very self-reliant and has a noble status, killing a half-demon is very demeaning, and being too close to a half-demon feels very unlucky.