Baifeng Mountain is located in the north of Fuyuan Road from the country. It is quite far away from Qishan Mountain where the Qishan Sect is located, but it is also a beautiful and leisurely place in the world.
The mountains are stacked, the woods are green, and the sparrows are chirping.
Everyone defeated the thieves in Qingfeng Village and obtained the martial arts memory of Zhenshan Iron Palm. After that, they went down the mountain to find a town to freshen up and set off to Baifeng Mountain.
After all, I am here to keep an appointment, so I always look embarrassed.
Han Feng took off his black-and-white Xuanjiansi uniform and put on a white-and-gold-trimmed feather-original cloak. Accompanied by Shangguan Yundun and four others, he arrived at the foot of Baifeng Mountain.
Wearing a feather cloak, Han Feng's figure appears elegant, less strict and majestic than the official uniform, and more casual and uninhibited.
During this period of time, he has been constantly enriched with new martial arts. Han Feng himself can feel that his temperament is completely different from when he was first in Qingniu Town.
"In front of us is Baifeng Mountain? It's really high."
Shangguan Yundun put his hands on Meifeng and looked at the top of the mountain.
While everyone was talking, two little servants in private clothes walked down the winding mountain road.
"Dear guests, please come up the mountain. My master has been waiting for a long time."
The two servants spoke respectfully and led Han Feng and others up to Baifeng Mountain. The huge mountain forest was full of green.
We walked until we reached Linngling Temple.
Eight white stone pillars stand in front of the temple gate. The three characters "Lingling Temple" are written on the simple temple gate.
Tian Boguang looked at the rather grand appearance of Lingling Temple and couldn't help but smile:
"Oh, it's ironic that the temple dedicated to the Buddha has become a stronghold of evil people."
Pinggu Yidianhong glanced around Linling Temple with a bit of disgust, disgusted with the dust on the ground, and added to Tian Boguang's evaluation:
"Yes, and it's too dirty."
Han Feng ignored these two living treasures and walked straight into Lingling Temple.
There was not a single monk in the huge temple, and it looked extremely empty.
The two servants took Han Feng to a small pavilion in the backyard, sat down, and then left.
"Please wait a moment, distinguished guest. The host will be here shortly."
Han Feng nodded, and Shangguan Yundun and four others followed behind him wearing their own masks.
Servants came and went one after another, placing plate after plate of delicacies on the table in front of Han Feng, but the girl in red never came.
Han Feng waited impatiently and complained in his heart that this stinky girl is not a pigeon... Is the nature of human beings in this martial arts world also pigeons?
"Siwei Han, I've been waiting for a long time."
A clear and charming female voice came.
Han Feng raised his head and saw a beautiful girl wearing Mingguang clothes, a scarlet veil, long hair in a bun, and a beaded flower walking in from outside the pavilion.
Two old men in gray clothes also followed.
"After waiting for so long, Han Siwei is angry with me?"
The woman sat down, looked down at Han Feng, and Han Feng couldn't help but think of Xu Zhimo's poem——
"The most gentle thing is the gentleness of the lowered head, like the shyness of a water lotus that is not exposed to the cool breeze."
Not necessarily appropriate, but equally stunning.
That night in the woods, I couldn't see the woman's face clearly. Looking at it now, it was truly moving.
Han Feng quickly shook away the messy thoughts in his mind and responded to the woman's question:
"How can I make the girl angry when we have fine wine and delicious food?"
"You're still calling me girly, but you still don't know what my name is."
“Dare I ask the girl’s name?”
"Chu Qingni."
As the girl in red spoke, her eyes were like a pool of water, hiding stars and dreams.
Being stared at by Chu Qingni with a smile, Han Feng felt a little flustered for no reason.
"Miss Chu, since I have come to keep my appointment, can you let my friend go?"
"Oh, so you don't want to stay with me for a while, and you only think about that girl named Meng? She can't be your sweetheart, right?"
Han Feng seemed to see the faint fire of gossip in Chu Qingni's eyes...
"Miss Chu is joking. Yuqi is my colleague and my friend. I treat her like a sister. Please don't misunderstand me, Miss Chu."
"Since she's not your sweetheart, why are you in such a hurry? Let's have a drink and a chat first. When the time comes, I will naturally let her go. Come, Han Siwei, please."
Chu Qingni poured a glass of wine for Han Feng, raised his glass and invited him to drink together.
Han Feng picked up the wine glass and looked at Chu Qingni, smiling without saying a word.
Chu Qingni noticed that Han Feng refused to drink, and smiled knowingly: "Brother Han, are you afraid that I have taken the Menghan medicine? Or are you afraid that there is Changchang Powder in it?"
The Zixia secret book on Han Feng has a certain ability to detoxify and heal injuries, but Han Feng still didn't want to take risks and said with a smile:
"After all, I am also afraid of being locked up by Miss Chu and will not be released for a long time."
"Siwei Han, there is something in his words."
Chu Qingni looked at Han Feng deeply, took the wine glass from Han Feng's hand, and drank it all in one gulp.
"how?"
"This is Han Feng's villain's heart."
Han Feng smiled apologetically at Chu Qingni, picked up the wine glass in front of Chu Qingni and drank it all in one gulp.
Afterwards, the two of them drank, ate and chatted.
Chu Qingni looked at the four masked followers behind Han Feng and said, "We haven't seen you for a few days. Han Siwei has another subordinate following him. He is really a hero of the Hanging Sword Division."
There was a sting in these words, and Han Feng always felt like someone was pointing his nose at him and scolding him.
But he was not angry. He took a piece of couple's lungs and Han Feng replied:
"Coming to Miss Chu's appointment always makes me a little uneasy. It happened that Gong Cao was also there at the time, so I brought him to give me courage."
"Oh~ So I'm so scary."
Chu Qingni rolled her eyes and laughed with Han Feng:
"Three fourth-level merit officers are here, and there is also a night wandering god, but they are only here to protect Han Siwei. I somewhat believe that you are a high-ranking member of the Tianting organization."
Han Feng nodded with deep understanding:
"That's true. My status is very high."
It is indeed very high, so high that I represent the entire heaven...
"Then let's do this. Han Siwei tells me the inside information about your Heavenly Organization, and I will release your Miss Meng."
After talking for a long time, Chu Qingni finally revealed her true purpose.
As the mastermind behind the martial arts, how could the Sacred Heart Sect where he belongs not have some control over this newly emerged martial arts organization?
"So it turns out that Miss Chu is waiting for me here. Even the Qishan Sect, which she originally valued, doesn't care anymore. She just wants to learn about Heavenly Court's information from me?"
"That's it." Chu Qingni pressed her left hand on the table, leaned forward slightly, and stared at Han Feng, "You said that Miss Meng is your colleague and your friend, even as close as a sister, then you are willing to
Why don't you reveal some information about the heavenly organization to the little girl for her sake?"
"this……"
Han Feng is still a little dazed. If there is really a heavenly organization behind him, he may still be a little entangled, but anyway, there is no one, so he can say it without paying attention at all.
Anyway... they are all fake and do not exist at all...