Looking at this middle-aged man in green shirt, who was about forty years old, Qinghai had a grimace at the same time. However, he did not argue with him immediately, but responded expressionlessly according to the etiquette of cultivators.
The man in green shirt clasped his fists and said loudly: "Your Excellency, please, may I ask your surname?"
"I asked you who you are, how dare you ask about me?" The man in green shirt glanced up and down at Qinghai, being very unreasonable.
Qinghai has a stable temperament and is not as flamboyant and out-of-the-box as Lin Lie. Although the other party made rude remarks, he still managed not to get angry and followed the visitor's words and replied: "It's easy to say. My surname is Huyan and Qinghai. I am a casual cultivator."
Today, I and my eldest brother walked here, passing by Lianglang Mountain, and wanted to take a pass from Guiguan. I didn't say hello before, so please don't take it off."
The man in green shirt sneered, and then said with a look of disdain: "Borrowing the road, is the mountain owned by your family? You just borrowed it, and what kind of place do you think our Yanyang Temple is? Stop talking nonsense, come here, take it.
Get these two boys for me."
When Jiang Ming saw that the man in green shirt was being unreasonable, he quickly gathered the courage to go around from behind Qinghai. After all, he was a local monk and had some understanding of the leaders of major forces. Jiang Ming looked at this man in green shirt.
He looked familiar, and immediately remembered the identity of this person, and hurriedly stepped forward with a smile: "Well, Protector Feng, we really have no intention of trespassing on Guiguan's territory. You are always so arrogant, so don't argue with us."
Jiang Ming stepped forward with a smile. He arrived in front of the man in green shirt in just a few seconds. He stretched out his hand and quietly thrust several valuable pieces of high-grade spiritual treasure chalcedony into the hands of Protector Feng.
With Jiang Ming's character, passing through the territory of other forces requires some management, and there is no need to waste some money. Anyway, Qinghai promised that as long as he took care of it, the cost of the management would be paid by Qinghai. He had nothing to lose.
As long as you don't offend the local snakes in Lianglang Mountain, everything will be fine.
But obviously, Jiang Ming's thinking was a bit simplistic, because this time the person who came here was not an ordinary mountain patrol disciple, but a master of the Dharma Protector level. He didn't look down on the high-grade spiritual treasure chalcedony at all.
"It's just a few pieces of broken chalcedony. Who are you trying to fool? Get out of here. Someone, take them down for me."
Protector Feng lowered his head and glanced at a few pieces of chalcedony in his hand, then smashed the chalcedony to the ground, raised his foot, and kicked Jiang Ming hard on the chest. Although he didn't use much force, the two of them
The gap between them was not as big as usual. Jiang Ming let out a strange cry and rolled over, causing the Yanyang Temple disciples present to burst into laughter.
"I don't know what's good or bad."
When Qinghai saw that Protector Feng was unwilling to accept the offer, he frowned and rushed over without saying a word.
Qinghai, who followed Feng Jueyu these days, not only learned a full set of great evil spells and magical powers, but also received Feng Jueyu's careful guidance on some sword and magical powers and spiritual mysteries. Moreover, his cultivation level was originally better than Feng Jueyu's.
The protector was much better, and with the sudden attack, the protector named Feng had no power to fight back.
Whoosh!
Bang!
Qinghai took action, as fast as lightning, he also raised his foot and kicked the protector named Feng directly in the chest.
The arrogant force shattered the double divine armor formed in front of Protector Feng's body, and kicked Protector Feng all the way away.
"Damn it, you still dare to take action, come here, kill him..."
Protector surnamed Feng was hit in the chest and fell to the ground, whereupon he threw a dog and grabbed his shit and ate a mouthful of mud. He immediately became furious and ordered the disciples of Yanyang Temple to attack Qinghai.
Qinghai was afraid that Feng Jueyu would be disturbed in the cave, so when he saw this, he did not hold back. The long sword brought out an evil cold light, and he swung it like a tiger burrowing into a pack of wolves.
Poof!
ah!
Poof!
Poof!
ah!
The exquisite swordsmanship danced under the blessing of the great evil curse. Dozens of Yanyang Temple disciples brought by Protector Feng were killed by Qinghai on the spot. There were more than thirty people, and no one could survive.
Qinghai was forcefully forced back with just one move. After a dozen breaths, before Protector Feng could fully recover from the force of the kick, the battle was over.
More than thirty people groaned and rolled on the ground. No one could get up again. However, these people only suffered minor injuries, which were not life-threatening. This was also the case in Qinghai.
Take action, after all, it is not a matter of deep hatred, there is no need to kill people as soon as you take action.
Seeing how brave and powerful Qinghai was, Protector Feng was also stunned. He didn't expect to kick an iron plate today. Although he was upset, he knew he was no match for Qinghai. Protector Feng covered his chest and stepped back a few feet, pointing.
Qinghai said: "You brat, if you have the guts, don't run away. Let's see how my temple leader handles you."
Protector Feng uttered harsh words and ignored his own people. He turned around and flew into the mountains and forests. The thirty or so minions he brought with him all ran away, so naturally they did not dare to follow Qinghai again.
Blowing their beards and staring, one by one got up and ran away like a bereaved dog.
A battle in which the enemy was outnumbered ended in an instant. Jiang Ming finally understood why Feng Jueyu and Qinghai dared to be so rampant. The guy outside the cave was so powerful, how could the guy inside the cave be able to handle it?
Jiang Ming didn't dare to say anything, so he obediently retreated to a distance after being kicked. Qinghai didn't say much, danced with his long sword, put it on his knees, and sat down cross-legged.
After a while, a buzzing sound came from the cave, and then a figure flew out of the cave, standing next to Qinghai like a ghost.
This person is none other than Feng Jueyu.
After spending nearly six days in seclusion in a deserted cave, Feng Jueyu finally got what he wanted and successfully broke through to the late stage of Qiankun. What made him even more happy was that not long ago, he used the large amount of original divine power accumulated in his body to achieve the goal of becoming a strong man.
Promoting the operation of the fifteenth core method of the Zhenwu Saint Body, he has developed this peerless physical skill that is known as the number one in the grand world, and has reached the pinnacle.
Feng Jueyu flew out of the cave, his whole body was wrapped in dazzling golden light, his skin was glowing with a metallic luster, and every inch of his skin seemed to be filled with explosive power. Standing in front of the cave, the scorching sun was pouring like fire above his head.
Next, in the quiet mountain forest, sounds like exploding beans came from his body from time to time. This was the result of the uncontrollable condensation and contraction of the divine power inside the cells after every cell in his body was fully activated.
To the naked eye, Feng Jueyu's skin is bright and has a metallic luster, but from time to time, groups of light as big as soybeans will appear on the surface of the skin, frequently bursting out with dazzling golden light.
Jiang Ming was stunned on the spot. Seeing the thousands of golden lights bursting out from Feng Jueyu, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe. Although he didn't know why Feng Jueyu showed such a magical and spectacular scene, Jiang Ming
Ming Neng could feel that there was an extremely terrifying aura emanating from Feng Jueyu in the woods.
This breath was simply too powerful. It was so powerful that he could only stand more than ten meters away and watch from a distance, not daring to take a step forward. He could feel the unprecedentedly powerful air pressure pressing down within a radius of more than ten meters.
Yes, even the guy named Feng who had just defeated the protector with one move was a little trembling, not to mention myself. I guess the difference between this guy and that guy was just one punch and one kick.
Jiang Ming was shocked, unable to restrain himself, and trembling all over.
Qinghai ignored him at all. When he saw the golden light all over Feng Jueyu's body, it was like a living Buddha. He couldn't help but admired: "Brother Feng, have you made a breakthrough?"
"Haha, just a lucky break, I barely managed to pass the level." Feng Jueyu's cultivation level has improved greatly, and he is naturally in a good mood. Moreover, just after the breakthrough, due to the rapid progress in both realm and physical body, he was deeply concerned about the spiritual and mysterious methods and martial arts he had learned.
He has a new understanding of supernatural powers and even formations, as if he has suddenly become enlightened. Thousands of inspirations and feelings are coming in an endless stream like a torrent of water, and there is no way to stop him. If he didn't have something important to do now, he would
I wish I could find a place to stop him for ten years and integrate all the things I have realized.
Qinghai naturally could not understand Feng Jueyu's current mood, but he knew that this was the happiest time he had ever seen Feng Jueyu, so he quickly congratulated: "Congratulations, Brother Feng."
"Haha, thank you, dear brother. Huh? What happened just now? I heard you had an argument with someone?" Feng Jueyu asked.
Qinghai smiled faintly: "It's nothing, it's just a few blind disciples of Yanyang Temple. If it doesn't make sense, I gave him a lesson."
"Oh, so we are in trouble. Okay, no more words, we can go."
"Let's go. Jiang Ming, lead the way."
Qinghai turned around and said hello. After the frightened Jiang Ming came to his senses, he didn't dare to delay. He was busy leading the way. He was eager to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.
After overcoming thorns and thorns, Feng Jueyu broke through, the three of them speeded up their journey. Lianglang Mountain and Baijiang looked at each other. The journey was not far. In less than an hour, the three of them finally came to the other side of the mountain and saw the endless stream of people.
Baijiang.
Then Feng Jueyu simply took out the Red Dragon Shuttle and got in with Jiang Ming and Qinghai. With the shuttle like the sea, Qinghai drove the Red Dragon Shuttle and Jiang Ming pointed the way. The three of them flew towards the Tears of Tears Pavilion at lightning speed.
The Baijiang River traverses the Misty Continent from east to west, and is extremely wide on the north and south banks. It took nearly more than a day's journey, and finally Feng Jueyu found the reef island he had dreamed of.
After landing on the island, Jiang Ming began to lead the two of them to fly among the many islands. After about half a day, the three of them landed on the island and came to a small reef island with an area of only dozens of acres.
There is no one on this island. In the center of the island, there is an extremely ordinary pavilion. The pavilion is made of pure granite and stands on the highest point of the island reef group. On one of the pillars of the pavilion, there is a clearly carved
There are three bright golden characters on it - Tears of Tears Pavilion.