After a while, a villager pushed a wooden cart over.
Qing Yi gave Yue Feng the money and pushed Yue Feng to leave the mountain village.
At that moment, Yue Feng was sitting on the wooden cart, feeling secretly in his heart. He never expected that the former leader of Tianmen and the hero of Kyushu would be in this situation.
While sighing with emotion, Yue Feng looked at Qing Yi who was pushing the cart behind, and he was also inexplicably moved.
This girl is not only kind-hearted, but also so careful in her work, which is really rare.
"you..."
Being looked at by Yue Feng like this, Qing Yi seemed a little embarrassed, his face under the veil was a little red: "What are you looking at me for?"
"Ah..." Yue Feng opened his mouth, but still couldn't speak.
Damn it!
At this moment, Yue Feng was indescribably anxious. No soul or cultivation level could bear it. He couldn't speak and it was really suffocating people to death.
Pfft..
Looking at Yue Feng's appearance, Qing Yi couldn't help but laugh out loud. Then he thought of something and asked, "Can you write?"
Yes, why didn’t you think of this?
Hearing this, Yue Feng's eyes lit up and he nodded quickly.
Qing Yi seemed to be in a good mood. While pushing the cart, he asked, "What's your name? Where are you from?"
If I suddenly bring a weirdo back to the mountain gate, the master will definitely ask about it, so it’s better to find out about it first.
call!
Yue Feng breathed secretly, thought for a moment, and then wrote the word "Diyuan Continent" on the wooden cart with saliva, and then wrote the word "wind".
To be honest, Yue Feng really wanted to write out his identity, but after thinking about it carefully, he held back.
Yue Feng clearly remembered that when he first came to Dongao Continent, he and Xiao Xi went to Wenzong to meet Su Qingyan. At that time, there was a person from Jianzong who pretended to be an elder from Danzong and gave Su Qingyan the Three Poison Pills.
At that time, Yue Feng was familiar with the 'Wuji Alchemy' and refined the antidote for Su Qingyan on the spot, allowing her to escape.
From that time on, Jianzong and Wenzong had a grudge.
Su Qingyan later became Yue Feng's daughter. In this case, if Jian Zong knew his identity, he would definitely not let it go. Although Qing Yi was kind-hearted, she was still a disciple of Jian Zong, so Yue Feng
Must be extremely careful.
What's more, Yue Feng has lost his soul and cultivation at this time. Before he completely integrates the power of Dharma Red Lotus, he is no different from ordinary people, so he must be more careful.
wind?
Seeing the words written by Yue Feng, Qing Yi smiled lightly and said, "So you are from Diyuan Continent. I heard that the technology there is very advanced, but it's a pity that I have never been there."
As he said that, Qing Yi looked Yue Feng up and down: "Does your name have 'Feng' in it? Then I'll call you A Feng."
Um!
Yue Feng nodded, looking at Qing Yi's smiling face, he felt extremely comfortable.
Along the way, Qingyi took great care of Yue Feng, almost in every possible way.
Of course, Qingyi himself was talking and Yue Feng was listening along the way.
Through understanding, Yue Feng knew that Qing Yi was originally an orphan. When he was very young, he was adopted by the elders of the Sword Sect and later became his disciple, the deputy sect leader Hua Yemeng.
However, Qingyi rarely talks about her affairs with her classmates.
Yue Feng could tell that Qing Yi was not well received by her peers. Although she was tall and graceful, she had a big birthmark on her face. It was because of this that Qing Yi kept to herself.
Realizing this, Yue Feng felt a little more pity for Qing Yi.
After walking for a long time without realizing it, Qing Yi and Yue Feng finally arrived at the Sword Sect's main altar.
I'm going!
At this moment, Yue Feng couldn't help but sigh secretly when he saw the Sword Sect General Altar.
The people in this Sword Sect are not very good at what they do, but the general group is quite domineering.
Then I saw that the Jianzong General Altar was set up on the top of a cliff. It was a group of white palaces surrounded by clouds and mist, giving it a somewhat fairy atmosphere.
At the intersection going up the mountain, there stands a stone sword dozens of meters high. It is simple and majestic, with two elegant characters written on it: Jian Zong!
"arrive!"
At this time, Qing Yi wiped off the sweat on his forehead and said with a smile: "A Feng, we are here. When we meet the master later, she may be able to heal you."