Without leaving Tiannan, one would not know that Taixuan Continent is vast and rich in resources.
If someone had said this to Feng Jueyu a few months ago, Master Feng would have scoffed and rolled his eyes, patted his butt and left.
How big is Taixuan? Feng Jueyu is not unclear. Judging from the territory covered by Zhou Renguang, perhaps in the entire Taixuan continent, only the Xisai Grassland can rival its vastness and boundlessness.
However, after nearly half a year of long journey, traveling thousands of miles to reach the ancient city of Zhongtian, which was rumored to be the largest aristocratic family in Taixuan, Feng Jueyu realized that the world he was traveling through was simply too big.
Imagine.
For example, Feng Jueyu and the others drove all the way on a super luxurious horse prepared by Zhou Renguang. They passed through two small countries before entering the territory of Zhongtian Ancient City. It took them as long as half a year. Even Su Youtian
Young Master Feng, who is known as the most pretty girl in the South, now has a beard hanging all over his chin, and looks like a downtrodden middle-aged man.
Taixuan Continent is too big.
But according to the description of Taixuan by the Supreme One along the way, it is a corner of the grand world.
Fengda Killer, who had traveled through mountains and rivers, looked at the majestic and majestic ancient city of Zhongtian and couldn't help but wonder, how big is the world in this great world?
Still not round? Why can’t it reach the end no matter how far it goes?
Speaking of this, I have to mention half a year ago...
Half a year ago, the demon Xing Kun...
Yes, it was not until he left Tiannan, that is, two months after leaving the imperial capital, that Feng Da Killer found out that the demon's surname was Xing Kun, and his origin was unknown.
Let's just say that after the demon Xing Kun was released from the ice coffin in the cold night by Zhou Renguang, he kidnapped the Feng Da killer and the two beauties Supreme and Sima Ruyu. They traveled thousands of miles to the ancient city of Zhongtian to find the master of alchemy. From that moment on
, the only things that accompany the four of us are sleeping in the open air and traveling through mountains and rivers.
Along the way, Feng Jueyu transformed into a coachman, Sima Ruyu became a maid, and the beauty Supreme transformed into a personal attendant around the devil, "protecting" Xing Kun all the way to Zhongtian Ancient City. It can be said that he suffered a lot and was full of hardships.
Bitterness in stomach.
Feng Jueyu never thought that he would live such a miserable life, and even such a life was simply not human.
Along the way, Xing Kun showed his ruthlessness and ruthlessness more than once. Wherever he went, human life was as worthless as an ant. Feng Jueyu and the others once witnessed this devil spend a day bleeding because he needed to heal his wounds.
He slaughtered no less than three martial arts families and nearly 2,000 people. He was absolutely ruthless in his attacks. Often when he met a certain martial arts family, he would rush into their yard without even saying hello and kill all the breathing species.
They knocked them down together, drained the lifeless energy from the deceased, and walked away.
Sima Ruyu couldn't eat for three days after being treated like this. Supreme vomited no less than a dozen times. Even Feng Jueyu, who had always ignored life, felt nauseous and couldn't eat properly for many days. But this cultivator happened to
In order to reach a height that even the Supreme cannot explain, this guy also needs to eat. His behavior is ten thousand times worse than that of Ram.
Gongyang then ate in the yizhuang, facing a corpse that was still intact.
Xing Kun was different. Every time after inhaling the death energy, especially when he was hungry, he would go directly into someone's kitchen and eat and drink. Now he even likes the sweet-scented osmanthus cake from Taixuan Continent.
He asked Sima Ruyu to make sweet-scented osmanthus cake for him when there were bloody corpses all over the yard.
Sima Ruyu had never done such a thing before. Seeing her with tears in her eyes and gagging while kneading dough in the kitchen that smelled of blood, Feng Jueyu had the heart to fight Xing Kun to the death.
In the eyes of the three of them, this guy is not a human being at all!
Because of this, the life spent by the three of them in the past six months can be described as a year.
Feng Jueyu believed that if there was only such a slim chance that this guy would be injured so badly that he could not move, even Sima Ruyu, who was extremely resistant to killing people, would not hesitate to insert the dagger in his sleeve into Xing Kun.
heart.
This guy cannot be described as hateful at all, he is damnable, very damnable.
Fortunately, as time went by, the three of them began to gradually become immune. And later, at Sima Ruyu's strong request, Feng Jueyu had to circulate the two qi of life and death every day to separate part of the aura of death.
Allowing Xing Kun to absorb it into his body will weaken this guy's murderous intention.
After half a year, the ancient city of Zhongtian was finally in sight. On the spacious official road, Feng Jueyu, wearing a worn-out straw hat and a mandarin jacket with cut sleeves, dressed like a coachman, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Touching the dark beard on his chin, Feng Jueyu turned around and said hello: "Senior, Zhongtian City has arrived."
The carriage curtain opened, and the haggard-looking Sima Ruyu and the cold-hearted beauty Supreme got out of the car one after another. Then, Xing Kun, who was as charming as ever, walked out.
After half a year of eating and drinking, Xing Kun has not changed at all. He has a jade face, black hair, and slightly raised sword eyebrows. He is not angry and intimidating. Even the fire cloud red robe that has not been washed in half a year does not show any trace of dust, as if it was newly cut.
Just like the clothes, they are so clean that you can't find any flaws.
All four of them have traveled across mountains and rivers, but he is the only one who has not changed. People have to ask, is this guy a human being? Or does this world really have such species as "gods"?
"This is Zhongtian City?" Xing Kun showed some satisfaction on his face, and said to Feng Jueyu in a commanding tone: "Boy, go find out where the Ming family is?"
"Um."
Feng Jueyu snorted and thought, Ming family, Ming family, what if something happens? Don't blame me, blame Zhou Renguang. He was the one who told this devil that you have an alchemy master.
Driving a carriage into Zhongtian City, Feng Jueyu's eyes immediately lit up with the majestic ancient city. The scale of this ancient city far exceeded his imagination. The high city wall was more than ten feet high, with one entrance and three exits.
, just from the city gate seen outside to the inside of the city, there are as many as four towers and four levels of checkpoints in the middle.
It happened to be noon when Feng Jueyu entered the city. There were no strict traffic regulations in Zhongtian Ancient City. No one questioned him whether he came in or out. However, there were more than eight burly men standing on both sides of the fourth level checkpoint.
.These sturdy men are naturally warriors who have practiced Xuan Gong.
The Xuan Gong in Tai Xuan Continent is very special. If a warrior does not use his true energy, it will be difficult for others to identify his true cultivation level, unless there is a huge gap between the two, and one of them has a level of strength above the Xuan Wu realm.
Only with a certain level can it be possible to roughly judge the other person's cultivation level through the weak flow of inner energy and breathing in another person's body.
And this gap must be at least three major levels.
Obviously, these burly men all have cultivation levels that are close to the Qi Martial Realm. Even the people guarding the city gates have this level. It is conceivable that the name of the Ming Family's No. 1 super aristocratic family is by no means a waste.
Entering the city, the prosperity you see seems to be magnified hundreds of times as the Tiannan Imperial City. The streets and alleys are crowded with people, warriors gather, and vendors everywhere are selling swords, weapons, hidden weapons, herbal medicines, and even pills.
Brilliant and dazzling gems. The buildings lined on both sides are all tall and magnificent. In tea stalls, restaurants, gambling houses, weapons shops, and medicine houses, there are warriors carrying long knives and swords hanging on their waists everywhere. There are noisy cries and harsh quarrels.
The sound was heard endlessly, making it difficult to tell whether this was a busy city or an ordinary street in an ancient city.
In his previous life, Feng Jueyu's favorite thing was to visit famous mountains and historic sites. Normally, he would not be willing to go and visit such a majestic ancient city, but he was not in such a mood now.
After spending half a year together, Feng Jueyu knew the temper of the guy in the car very well. He was a grumpy, eager, and capricious executioner who never took human life seriously. Whatever Xing Kun wanted to do, he had to do it immediately.
Go and do it, otherwise the punches and kicks will be light, and blood will flow into the river if you move. Feng Jueyu doesn't want to be the target of the Ming family as soon as he arrives in Zhongtian Ancient City. Maybe he is not afraid, after all, Xing Kun is here, and he
There are also conditions for his use. Xing Kun will not watch them being killed. But if this guy becomes unhappy, if he sweeps the entire Zhongtian City like those martial arts families, he will change again.
As a cook, the servants have to clean up the mess for this devil.
In desperation, Feng Jueyu gave up visiting the bustling scene of Zhongtian Ancient City, parked the carriage aside, and dragged a passerby over to inquire about the whereabouts of the Ming family.
The person he pulled was a middle-aged man with a big belly. Judging from his outfit, he was probably a wealthy owner. In Zhongtian Ancient City, wealthy people naturally knew more about the Ming family than the average person, so
Feng Jueyu chose him.
"Brother, please take a moment to speak."
The middle-aged Haogui looked back while licking his belly. He was very displeased when he saw a dirty coachman holding him back. He snorted, "Where can you think of a country bumpkin who dares to block my way?"
Feng Jueyu was stunned when he heard this, and looked at the man with disgust, wishing he could slap him away, but after thinking about it, he still held back as he was unfamiliar with the place: "Brother, let me ask you something.
What's going on, how do we get away from the Ming family?" Feng Jueyu said, taking out a banknote from his sleeve, five hundred taels.
The middle-aged Haogui glared at Feng Jueyu displeasedly, looked down, and was stunned for a moment: "Damn, this country bumpkin is quite rich? But do you think I need this little money?"
The middle-aged Haogui said in an extremely pretentious manner, which meant that five hundred taels was nothing in his eyes. However, what made Feng Jueyu angry was that this guy actually put the banknotes quietly into his arms, hating
Feng Jueyu wanted to step on that big shiny face.
When asking for help, Feng Jueyu just thought about it and endured it. He said with a smile: "Brother, please show me a clear way."
With five hundred taels of silver notes, the middle-aged Haogui was a little polite, but his words were extremely contemptuous: "You are from outside, right? You don't even know where the Ming family is? Country bumpkin, you look like you are quite rich.
, let’s do this, if you bring me another five hundred taels, I will take you on a trip.”
"Yes."
Anyway, it's good to be able to get things done. Five hundred taels is just a number to Feng Jueyu. He took another photo and Feng Jueyu pulled the carriage and followed the middle-aged noble towards the city...