Lanke Chess Edge

Seeing that the dust had settled over there, the old beggar suggested to Ji Yuan.

"Mr. Ji, the fight over there is also stopped, and there is a fight to vent, and there are people from Jiufengshan, there must be no quarrel, let's go too, there is no need to meet them face to face."

Still talking like this, people from the two factions over there and the monk of Jiufeng Mountain have noticed Ji Yuan and the old beggar.

Originally, the aura of the two of them was not obvious, but during the fighting process, the strong wind swept through the lightning and thunder, and it was not easy to be noticed. Now that the clouds have dispersed and the sky is blue, a small white cloud over there that did not disperse together becomes conspicuous. With two people, it's hard not to notice.

"Master Uncle! Master Uncle!"

Before the old beggar had time to drive away with the clouds, there were already shouts from a distance, and two groups of people approached with magic weapons.

A group of monks from Qianyuanzong, led by the old man, came to the old beggar and Ji Yuan's side, and bowed their hands in salute.

"The descendants of Qianyuanzong, have seen Master Uncle!"

The old beggar turned sideways and refused to accept the gift, glanced at them and waved his hands.

"Hey, don't salute to me, an old beggar. Qian Yuanzong is too high for us. You must have misunderstood the wrong person. Look at Mr. Ji. They are well-dressed and prettier than you. I am old. What kind of beggar is it, you must have admitted the wrong person."

The old man at the head of Qianyuanzong straightened up, looked at the old beggar and then at Ji Yuan, with a wry smile on his face.

"Master Uncle, after so many years, you are still brooding, Master..."

"Don't...Farewell, Mr. Ji, let's go, we should have escaped earlier if we knew earlier."

The old beggar turned around as soon as he waved his sleeves, and was about to ride the cloud away with a thought, but he found that the head of the cloud was not moving. He immediately looked at Ji Yuan, and found that Ji Yuan had just put away the finger that was gesticulating in the void, and immediately knew that he had moved his hands and feet .

Ji Yuan smiled slightly, watching the old beggar admit it straightforwardly.

"That's right, it's just that Ji has fixed Yuntou. Mr. Lu is from Qianyuanzong, isn't he? The junior salutes sincerely, let them say a few words before leaving."

In fact, Ji Yuan is not familiar with the Qianyuan Sect at all, and before his old beggar did not say that the sect of the Immortal Mansion he belonged to was a mystery, now it seems that there is a story.

"What method did you use?"

The old beggar was even more surprised at what method Ji Yuan used. Just now, Ji Yuan said that it was fixed, but he didn't find that Ji Yuan's mana had penetrated into Fayun. Yuan just blocked it for a while and didn't want to keep blocking it.

The old beggar here deliberately ignored the people of Qian Yuanzong, and also deliberately changed the subject, but it was of no use.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for dissuading Master Uncle."

Qian Yuanzong first thanked Ji Yuan, and then saluted the old beggar sincerely.

"Master Uncle, although Master didn't say it on the surface, in fact, he still hopes that you can go back to the mountain gate. This time you came to the Fairy Tour Conference, why don't you go back with us after the end, even if you go back to the mountain gate to have a look. OK!"

I thought the old beggar would not show any good looks, but the old beggar suddenly turned around and looked at the old man.

"Wait, what did you just say?"

The old real man of Qianyuanzong was slightly taken aback, with joy on his face.

"I mean, Master didn't say anything on the surface, but..."

"No, no, the first sentence!"

"Front?"

The old real person of Qianyuanzong frowned and thought for a while, then looked at Ji Yuan hesitantly.

"I would like to thank this fellow Taoist."

The old beggar clapped his hands with a "snap" and looked at the old Daoist Qianyuanzong with a bewildered look on his face.

"What did you call me?"

"Uncle Master."

"Then what is his name?"

"Uh, fellow daoist?"

"Hey, right!"

The old beggar laughed, and then immediately reprimanded him with a serious face.

"Calling nonsense, big or small! Hey, Mr. Ji, I'm sorry, these juniors have lowered your seniority, you don't know the same level as them, do you?"

Ji Yuan froze for a moment, then shook his head with a smile on his face, this old beggar is really a wonderful person, even a title can be true.

"Hey, do whatever you like. Ji doesn't have any special ideas about addressing him. He is a fellow practitioner. There is nothing wrong with calling him a fellow Taoist."

"Well, look, this is the awakening of the seniors!"

The old beggar felt that he had taken advantage of Ji Yuan, and his mood improved a lot. Regardless of whether Ji Yuan really didn't care or not, he was happy anyway.

When I am in a good mood, I am also happy to say a few good words, at least the words are not so aggressive.

"Okay, you little bastards, you've made a lot of trouble fighting here, but you've made some progress. Just now, Mr. Ji praised you and the monks in the Great Wind Valley for their ability to control the wind, which is very important. Go back early. Mr. Ji and I will go first."

"Hey Master Uncle..."

The monk of Qianyuanzong stretched out his hand subconsciously, but the dharma cloud had turned into a ray of light and went away faster than Yujian.

On the white cloud, Ji Yuan looked at the old beggar, he spoke sarcasticly to the monks of Qianyuanzong, but actually he was cold-hearted and warm-hearted, and still cared about Qianyuanzong.

Ji Yuan felt that even if he was not around, the old beggar would still come to the seaside, saying that he was watching the excitement, but in fact he must have cared for the younger generation, fearing that the fight would go too far.

Bai Yun flew for a long time, Ji Yuan and the old beggar didn't speak at the top of the cloud, and after a while, the old beggar said calmly.

"Mr. Ji, do you want to ask me something?"

Ji Yuan didn't look at the old beggar, but looked at the landscape under the clouds. Although it seemed vague to Ji Yuan, he had his own way of distinguishing the scenery for a long time, starting from the regularity and the converging aura. Even at a high altitude, you can tell the difference.

At this moment, there are more anger rising among the miscellaneous images below, and with some regular and iconic scenery, it can basically be judged that it is a place where human races live together.

"What country is below?"

The old beggar glanced at Ji Yuan, then looked down, since Ji Yuan didn't mention the previous incident, he was happy to let it go, and carefully identified it before saying.

"Although I'm not very familiar with this place, I still know some well-known mortal kingdoms. Judging from the geographical location, it should be the Daxiu Dynasty below. There are several great dynasties in the north and south of Hengzhou."

Speaking of this old beggar, he was afraid that Ji Yuan didn't understand it thoroughly enough, so he added another sentence.

"This is different from Dazhen in Yunzhou. Although the common people are similar, there are real practitioners sitting in the dynasty. The high-level officials of the dynasty even have some connection with the Shinto. It is already very impressive in the dynasties of the world. .”

Ji Yuan nodded suddenly.

"Oh, so this is the Daxiu Dynasty! Does Mr. Lu know who is the national teacher in the Daxiu Dynasty?"

The old beggar sneered.

"I just said that a big show is a big deal, but Mr. Ji, don't take it seriously. If you and I have a cultivation base like you and me, it doesn't matter how great the imperial dynasty is. Who is the teacher of the imperial court? Of course I don’t know, and there’s no need to know.”

"That's right, Mr. Lu, let's go back by ourselves first. Ji will go somewhere along the way. I know the way to Jiufengdongtian, so I won't lose it."

Ji Yuan left this sentence, and then took a step towards the cloud, his body suddenly floated down slowly, after floating more than a dozen feet, the breeze blew under his feet, and with Ji Yuan, he flew towards a town below go.

"What is Mr. Ji going to do? Is it a secret matter? Is it convenient for the old beggar to follow?"

"Come if you want."

"Then it's fine for you to just say it, why go away by yourself."

The old beggar smiled, and hurriedly followed, but he dispersed the white clouds, and also followed with the wind.

Originally, Ji Yuan just wanted to go to a nearby big city to ask something, but in the process of Yufeng's whereabouts, the spiritual platform in his heart moved faintly, and his eyes looked at the wilderness a little far away. The old beggar flew to the direction he felt in his heart.

The old beggar frowned slightly, looked at the direction of the city and at the distance ahead at the moment, showing a thoughtful expression, but didn't say much.

Not long after, Ji Yuan could already hear the sound of horseshoes in his ears, and he could even see the dust rising from the wilderness in the distance. It was obvious that many riders were moving forward, and the old beggar had already noticed something at this moment.

In Pozi Forest outside Pozi Mountain, there are two hundred riders riding tall horses and galloping wildly. These riders are all energetic, freshly dressed, leather armor with iron rings, bows and arrows on their backs, and spears. The leader is A military officer in silver bright lock armor.

"Pa-ta-pa-ta-pa-ta..."

"Da da da……"

The horse's hooves sounded like thunder, trampling on the ground caused a slight vibration, and the general's full-bodied roar resounded through the entire team.

"Drive...drive...drink...all keep up, don't let them run away!"

"You, take people to the right wing! You, set up a net array further forward!"

"Take orders!"

"Take orders!"

The crowd of riders divided into two roads, winding from left to right.

The military officer looked forward and sneered, "humph", took off his exquisite bow from behind, and drew an arrow from the quiver on the side of the horse.

"Want to run? There is no door!"

The military officer held the horse's belly between his legs to keep his balance, and stretched his bow like a full moon with his hands. The flow of true energy all over his body faintly poured into the arrow.

"Go!"

"Boom~"

"Whoosh..."

The sound of the bowstring bouncing and the sound of the arrow tearing the air sounded at the same time, and the arrow rushed forward like a meteor, even with a faint light.

"ah--"

The next moment, a sharp scream sounded from a hundred feet ahead.

And the military officer's expression remained stern, another arrow was already on the bowstring, and after bending the bow to the full moon, he aimed slightly to the left again, and then let the arrow shoot out.

"Go!"

"Boom~"

"Whoosh..."

"ah--"

Not surprisingly, there was another scream from the front...