Although there is still an afterglow in the sky, the red sun is about to fall behind the mountains.
There is basically no concept of summer in mountainous areas with an altitude of nearly 1,000 feet. The sun will be blocked by the mountains halfway. The higher you go up the mountain road, the more diverse the types of vegetation become. Except for a few cold-resistant trees, there are few plants that can survive in the mountains.
survive in this extreme environment.
Click, click, click.
A strange-looking motorcycle was roaring at full speed and speeding through the spruce forest.
Lian Chengye held the joystick of the puppet horse tightly with both hands. As the obstruction in front of him continued to decrease, his field of vision gradually broadened. The town halfway up the mountain, the snow-capped peaks, the floating clouds gilded by the dusk... a familiar scenery.
Like a letter from home that haunted him, it slowly opened in front of him.
"Senior Ning, we are almost there!"
After Ning Yan's repeated requests, he finally stopped using the terms "Shangxian" and "Xianzun", and instead used the title "Senior" with a more secular sense.
He was a little uneasy about this at first, always feeling that he was neglecting the immortal. Fortunately, as time went by, he saw that Ning Yan really didn't care about a mere title, and now he has gradually become more comfortable with it.
This also made him secretly sigh, if only the immortals in the upper world were like Senior Ning, how many fewer people would die during the spiritual ascension ceremony every three years...
In the carriage, Ning Yan opened the curtain of the carriage, and Gao Haishan, who was sitting side by side with him, also looked out the window and commented with interest.
"Surrounded by mountains on three sides, it is easy to defend but difficult to attack. It is a good place."
Ning Yan said casually: "I don't think so. Mountain resources are poor, and food and clothing are a big problem. We only need to send a small number of elites to guard the main roads up the mountain. Without the transportation of supplies, wouldn't all the people in the city be trapped alive?
Die on the mountain."
Gao Haishan's eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "Brother Ning, does he also have research on the art of war?"
Ning Yan's heart skipped a beat. Seeing that this guy was trying to argue with him, he quickly waved his hand: "Please spare me, I can only talk on paper..."
The journey to Lianjiabao was farther than he imagined and took nearly three days. After spending a few days together, Ning Yan had a preliminary impression of the two senior fellow apprentices.
First of all, Gao Haishan is known for his etiquette and integrity, and his ability is not ordinary. If he must find one fault, it is that he likes critical comments too much.
But it's not the same as the understanding brother in the traditional sense. He really understands the brother.
There are numerous treasures in the collection of classics and history, including musical instruments, chess, calligraphy and painting, ranging from ancient mysteries to pre-Qin classics and recent international situations. There is nothing he cannot comment on sharply.
As for his junior sister...
"Ahem, senior brother, I'm thirsty."
Gao Haishan was in the middle of a conversation, and when he heard Mo Xiaoyin's shout, he felt like he heard a curse. He hesitated for a moment, then said bravely: "Brother Ning, is there any leftover from the clear dew drink from before?"
Ning Yan walked around Gao Haishan and looked at Mo Xiaoyin. The latter was sitting on the other end of the carriage with a cold face, eyes closed, and a pair of delicate Rouyi resting lazily on her knees. She was graceful in appearance, but ridiculously big in air.
.
For the sake of Gao Haishan, he didn't embarrass the other party too much after all. He took off the jade ring and handed it over: "Here is Gong Xuesong's storage ring. Brother Gao, go look for it yourself. If you have it, you can have it. If you don't have it, I can't change it."
Out."
Gao Haishan said gratefully: "Thank you very much!"
Ning Yan glanced at Mo Xiaoyin again.
No response.
What a pure little fairy...
Ning Yan was too lazy to be acquainted with her and kept out of sight. It happened that he felt uncomfortable after sitting in the car for a long time, so he got up and got out of the car.
Lian Chengye was concentrating on driving when he suddenly realized that there was someone around him. He glanced out of the corner of his eye and immediately became so nervous that he couldn't even speak: "Ning, why did Senior Ning come out? But the boy's driving was not good. It was too bumpy and disturbed Senior.
rest?"
"First, he claimed to use me." Ning Yan patted his shoulder and sighed: "Second, I just came out to breathe."
"Okay, okay. Xiaoxiao... is there anything you need me to do?"
Ning Yan paused for a moment and leaned back on the cushions. In his sight, the blue sky was covered with a thick layer of ink, and the fluorescent snow on the distant mountain top gradually dimmed, so the originally clear boundaries blurred.
stand up.
He could no longer see from a thousand miles away, and could only see colorful patches of color mixed together, layer after layer.
Boundless, as if there is no end at all.
"Tell me about Tianheng County."
Lian Chengye didn't see the flash of sadness on Ning Yan's face. He kept telling interesting stories about his hometown, and by the way, he learned about the customs and customs of Zhongzhou.
In fact, there are many places he has never been to, such as Tianyang City, which is responsible for holding spiritual ascension rituals and is known as the Supreme Heavenly City. He begged his father many times but refused to take him there, saying that it was too dangerous and it was not the time yet.
.
But Lian Chengye had second thoughts and thought that a place that was dangerous for them might not be so dangerous for the immortals who came down from the upper realm. If Senior Ning was willing to take him to Tianyang City to see the legendary fairyland on earth, death
I am willing to do so.
The two chatted all the way without feeling that the journey was long. Before they knew it, the carriage had driven out of the spruce forest, and patches of farmland began to appear on both sides of the mountain road. Since it was not the harvest season yet, there would only be greenery here.
Grass seedlings popped up, and those who didn't know thought they were weeds.
Ning Yan sat up slightly and saw that their location was almost four to five thousand meters above sea level. He couldn't help but wonder: "Can it be possible to grow rice here?"
Lian Chengye said: "Senior Ning doesn't know something. This kind of rice is called Hanwu rice. It needs to be nourished by ice rock veins to grow. It will not survive if it is planted in the water towns of the south. By the way, it is made of Hanwu rice.
The spiritual rice is very helpful for practicing water-based internal skills. Of course, I also know that this is definitely not comparable to the dragon liver and phoenix marrow from the upper world, but since the three seniors are here, they can also have a taste."
Ning Yan's expression was numb.
here we go again……
Along the way, he had seen and heard too many things that were beyond his common sense, and even found a crystal stone in Gong Xuesong's storage ring that could assist in spiritual practice.
If you think about it with your toes, isn't this the most common and classic spirit stone in various immortality novels?!
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! There are so many outrageous treasures, and the ceiling of martial arts in this world is actually the Wu Qi Realm Martial Immortal, that is -
A seventh-grade warrior.
The kind that can kill ten with one punch.
This level of violation is no less than discovering that a controllable nuclear fusion reactor is used to boil water in a primitive home. This is too strange...
The carriage drove through the farmland. When the farmers working in the fields heard the noise, they raised their heads one after another. When they saw the driver, they were a little hesitant at first. I don't know who called out "Young Master?" first, silently.
The mountain road was boiling instantly.
"It seems that you really are the young master!"
"Hurry and tell the master that the young master is back!"
More and more people ran towards the carriage, and Lian Chengye had no time to respond to them one by one. He had to stand up and said to everyone: "Don't waste time! It's not that far in total. I'm afraid the person who reported the news hasn't arrived yet. I'm here."
The car will arrive first! Everyone, go back!"
Ning Yan joked from the side: "How does it feel to go home?"
"Okay!" Lian Chengye replied loudly, as if he wanted to shout out the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time in his heart: "There is nothing better than this!"
The huge crowd did not disperse, but followed the carriage spontaneously. During this period, people who asked questions kept joining in. The crowd sang loudly all the way, and the carriage had to deliberately slow down to avoid hitting pedestrians.
So when Ning Yan and the others actually returned to Lian Mansion, someone was already greeting them at the door.
When Lian Chengye saw the middle-aged man and woman standing at the front of the crowd, his eyes suddenly turned red. He immediately turned over and got out of the car, crying: "Dad! Mom! I'm back!"
"My son, my son is back!"
The woman lay in the arms of the man next to her, her shoulders trembling, but she had long since burst into tears.
Gao Haishan happened to encounter this tender scene when he helped Mo Xiaoyin get out of the car. He nodded slightly and commented sharply at the right time: "The father is kind and the son is filial. He is rich and virtuous. Although he lives in the countryside, he can be called a distinguished family."
Ning Yan smiled and wanted to go forward and salute. After all, we were guests, so we had to show some etiquette.
[Hehe, the charm really still exists...]
He paused in his steps, suddenly turned half around, covered his face with one hand and bumped into Gao Haishan's shoulder.
"Brother Ning, what's wrong with you?"
"It's nothing... maybe I'm a little motion sick, just let me lean on you."
"It is not wise to hide a disease and avoid medical treatment."