As usual, Shuideng would never dare to talk to the Primordial Spirit cultivator like this, but at this time almost all the senior brothers were present, and she rarely raised her eyebrows once, and almost lost herself, so she had to fly towards Cheng Qian— It is safest to follow the younger brother. In this regard, the elder brother must be in the back row.

Who knew that she was entangled by a thin thread like spider silk in the middle, Yan Zhengming's fingertips popped out a long thin silk thread, and firmly tied the bird's leg of the puddle: "Noisy."

Then Sect Master Yan tied up his little junior sister like a kite, dragged him behind him, and turned around and left first, as if he was dragged by 2,580,000.

Although Li Yun was in danger in the suburbs this time, although he became "the shrewd three surnamed Li", but at this time holding the real dragon flag in both hands, not to mention how beautiful, like a poor man who picked up a big ingot, rubbing against the crack Keel, he sighed with joy: "It's still my little diver..."

Before Cheng Qian said anything, Yan Zhengming had already taken the lead in saying, "Who is yours?"

As soon as the words came out, Li Yunshuikeng and Cheng Qian raised their heads to look at him, and Li Yun also teased: "Senior brother, are you competing for favor?"

Yan Zhengming: "..."

Li Yun immediately succumbed to the coercion of his senior brother, and hid away far away.

Yan Zhengming's face was stern, as if trying to save some face, and he said to Cheng Qian sternly: "We will leave now and go to the Vermilion Bird Pagoda, before August 15th, when there will be too many people, maybe there will be new branches...you What are you looking at, don't look at it!"

Cheng Qian hurriedly lowered his head in a kindly manner - if he hadn't smiled, he might have seemed more sincere.

Yan Zhengming was dismayed to find that his dignity could not be saved, so he threw Cheng Qian far away in grief and anger, and walked to the front without looking back.

Besides, after they left, the dude on the flying carriage was not only swept away, but also was taken away by the True Dragon Banner, jumping to his feet in anger.

This person is also the best person who has healed the scars and forgets the pain. In a blink of an eye, he forgot about the fact that he hid behind the two masters of the primordial spirit and shivered. He stretched out his hand and pushed the two old seniors away without any reverence, and cursed angrily: "Trash! You are all trash! If my father knew about this..."

The two old primordial spirits each sighed, and one of them said, "Young master, calm down. This place is near the Vermillion Bird Pagoda. Please be careful with your words and actions. If someone hears our way, there will be more troubles."

"Go away! You can't even deal with a few wild cultivators who came from nowhere, what's the use of my father raising you!" Said the dandy, sitting on the carriage, his eyes swept away, and he pointed to the ground The two monks said, "Let my horse run away, and you can make me a horse-drawn carriage! I must get that talking bird, and don't let me see those people again!"

This dude is probably accustomed to swaying people. He pointed at the monk who was above Yujian and gave him a horse-drawn carriage, but no one said what was wrong in person. The monk who was named just stood up and respectfully Respectful words of advice.

At this moment, a small snake with a thick thumb slowly emerged from the woods not far behind them. , quietly approached the carriage, and for a while, the monks called the dandy to turn around, but no one noticed it.

The little snake opened its mouth slightly, and spat out a piece of snake letter that turned purple and black, and then its black body dissipated in the air, and in a blink of an eye, it disappeared into the back of the scoundrel on the carriage.

A cultivator next to Wanwan was trying to persuade him to go out and not cause more trouble, when he saw the bào jumping like thunder, as if moved by what the person next to him said, and then it stopped.

The cultivator also said that his own words played a role, and hurriedly flattered while the iron was hot: "Young master, let's not say anything else, just the general knowledge is the same, it is admirable, it doesn't matter if the horse is gone, let's pull the cart for you, okay? "

The dandy glanced at him, and seemed to be a little thoughtful, his eyes were lowered, he stopped speaking uncharacteristically, turned and sat back on the carriage.

As long as this ancestor does not die, the people around him are relieved, and no one thinks too much about why he suddenly thought about it.

The dandy waved his hand and pulled up the tent of the carriage, looked down at his pampered hand, his eyes filled with blackness, and after a while, he showed a distorted smile.

Chapter 61

The Vermilion Bird Pagoda is located on a cliff, facing a thousand-zhang abyss, descending from a height, there is a deep pool of hundreds of hectares, nearly black, quiet like ink jade.

The Suzaku, born in the south facing the fire, scorching hot, is the head of the birds.

It sounds like it should be a glorious pagoda, but when I got closer, I found that it was just a small building. Because the south is humid and hot all the year round, the outer wall has been covered with mottled moss, and there is a little cinnabar on the top of the tower. Scattered, like a handful of dim ash after the vanity has faded, floating on the Jedi, Zhuo Ran is alone.

Outside the Suzaku Pagoda is a circle of courtyard walls that have fallen down in half.

Two or three miles away from here, it is completely uninhabited.

Yan Zhengming's news was a little late. At this time, there were still three days until August 15th. I wanted to avoid the crowd, but when I got to the place, I saw that there was already a lot of people around the Vermillion Bird Pagoda.

It's just that no one can get close to this large group of monks, because the tower is surrounded by a circle of fire like bàonüè, as if it is holding an invisible fierce shòu, spraying flames that others can't see all the time, rolling around, who dares to dare Step in, and lick whoever's face is sparkling.

The monks gathered three miles away from the Vermillion Bird Pagoda, and the place was surrounded by water.

They are all looking forward to the chance that there will be some rare treasures in it.

Some family members brought magic weapons and rested in them. The paupers were all over the sky, and it was as lively as a folk market for a while. There were also some clever locals who brought some farmhouses to eat and sell it to those monks who have not yet been able to inediate. ——It’s just that the folk customs here are simple, the people are generally not as diligent as the people near the East China Sea, and the merchants have not formed a scale.

Li Yun turned around and suggested: "Senior brother, since there are so many people here, I think it's useless for us to worry, let's rest for a night, you have just crossed the frontier realm, and you need to consolidate. , I'm also going to study how to make the little sister come back, she's more a bird than a person to attract bees and butterflies."

Yan Zhengming responded, took it out of his arms, and took out a stone the size of a pigeon egg. At first glance, it looked like a big ring face set on a wrench, but there was a lifelike courtyard inside.

I saw that the small stone was getting bigger and bigger in his hands, and the bigger it was, the more transparent it was. Finally, a living courtyard was formed, and several people were gathered in it and separated from the surrounding - there was actually a small world in the small stone. .

There are rockery and bonsai in the yard, several small houses are in a circle, and there is a coquettish and chic small swing in the middle.

When people are in it, they suddenly feel that the surrounding heat has been cleaned up, and it is not enough to cleanse them. As soon as this magic weapon is shot, it immediately attracts a stunned look around.

"Shijiazi," Li Yun paced a few steps, reached out and touched the elegant swing frame, and sighed with shaking his head, "Young Master Lai Qian, you have been running black things openly all these years, but you have hidden a lot of good things secretly. what."

Yan Zhengming choked: "Is it possible to count on you to support your family? Then we will starve to death without fasting."

Then, his eyes swept out of Shi Jingzi, probably because the sword intent of "going forward" was still on his body, Yan Zhengming's eyes were like a knife, and he immediately swept away the peeping eyes around him.

Back then, on Qinglong Island in the East China Sea, he was ignorant and liked to enjoy himself. He faced his master with life and death. He insisted on riding a big boat, which attracted everyone's attention. I don't know how many twists and turns it has caused.

If it is now, even if he is sitting on a golden boat and a silver boat, who would dare to say anything in person?

But Yan Zhengming didn't feel proud, just a little sad in his heart.

Since ancient times, people's hearts have been vicious and sinful - with his current ability, he is probably only worthy of blatant luxury among this group of people once, but it is not enough to break the mountain closure order.

However, even at this step, he already felt that his mental strength was exhausted, perhaps because he was not capable.

In this world, the word "powerlessness" can hurt people the most. Yan Zhengming feels that he has been wearing these words for many years, and he has almost become a crown. Fortunately, he was born a little more generous than others, otherwise he would have been crushed. down.

Could it be that when the master gave him the master Yin jiāo back then, did he just take a fancy to his benefits?

Thinking about it this way, Yan Zhengming thought about it with some self-deprecation.

"Let's rest here first," Yan Zhengming said, turning his head to look at Cheng Qian, "Is it much cooler here?"

Cheng Qian was stunned for a moment, but he was speechless for a while. His body was forged from the ice pool. Of course, he was afraid of heat, but his physique was special, and he did not sweat on his body. Actually always remembered.

Seeing that he didn't know how to react, Yan Zhengming couldn't help but sighed secretly, raised his hand and pressed Cheng Qian's neck, and said, "Come here to protect me, I want to consolidate my realm."

For a sword cultivator, "going out" is not just a rise to a new realm, it is more like opening up a new world. Yan Zhengming carefully realized it, and it took a long time to wake up from the meditation, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Cheng Cheng. Potential really did his duty to the side.

Even Li Yun and Shuikeng were there—but these two were about to fall asleep.

Yan Zhengming coughed lightly: "What are you all squeezing in here?"

Li Yun was woken up by his voice, and the sleepiness on his face had not dissipated. He had already blurted out: "Senior brother, what does it feel like to enter the state of 'out of the front'?"

Not only him, but a few of them are actually very curious - if it weren't for a serious sword cultivator, no matter how powerful he was, he wouldn't be able to enter the state of "leading". Senior brother is such a person who enters the Dao with a sword.