"Second uncle, when I was preparing the spiritual spring for grandpa, I ran into some trouble. The other party invited a man named Lin Beichen. You should quickly find a way to catch this troublemaker."
Fang Ziqing looked proud.
"What? Lin Beichen?"
A surprised voice came from the other end of the phone, and then loudly said: "Ziqing, don't be rude to Mr. Lin, it's best to cooperate with him, our Fang family is willing to pay any price!"
"What!"
"Second uncle, what are you talking about? Your niece has been accused of crying. I don't care, you have to ask people to arrest her!"
Fang Ziqing said unwillingly.
"Nonsense!"
On the other end of the phone, Fang Ziqing's second uncle yelled: "Don't cause trouble, come back right away!"
"No!"
Fang Ziqing was so angry that he gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "You are afraid of him, but I am not afraid of him. He is just a young man in his twenties, a guy with a lot of bullshit!"
As she spoke, she slammed the latest Apple mobile phone in her hand to the ground and looked at Lin Beichen angrily.
"How's it going?" Lin Beichen smiled incomprehensibly and spread his hands, as if he heard a funny joke: "Hurry up and ask someone to catch me."
"you!"
Fang Ziqing was the apple of the eye and the eldest daughter of the Fang family. She had never been so angry before, so she immediately said coldly: "Okay, let's just wait and see!"
Just when Fang Ziqing was about to leave.
Master Chen suddenly frowned and said, "Miss Fang, please stay!"
"Mr. Chen, do you still have something to do? You have already chosen him, and we can only find other leaders."
Master Nan smiled bitterly.
However, Master Chen shook his head and said with a wry smile: "In my opinion, things need not have turned out like this. Each side has to give in, and I will do my best to satisfy both of you, okay?"
"Besides, both of them have extraordinary backgrounds, and no young man can afford to offend me. If shopkeeper Fang comes back and finds out that I left Miss Fang in anger, I will definitely be punished."
Master Chen spoke with helplessness while observing Lin Beichen's face.
The Fang family that Fang Ziqing belongs to is a large family in Tiandu. It is famous throughout the north, and there are many powerful people in the family.
If she can't deal with Lin Beichen, why can't she also deal with him?
After much thought, Master Chen decided to be a peacemaker.
"Master Lin, what do you mean?"
Master Nan looked at Lin Beichen with some fear and asked.
"I'm a very easy-going person. As long as you don't chirp me on the road, it's fine."
Lin Beichen smiled faintly.
It doesn't matter whether Fang Ziqing comes or not, what is important is that Master Chen should wholeheartedly find the source of spiritual energy for him.
If the Changbai Mountain hadn't blocked his spiritual thoughts, leaving his powerful spiritual thoughts nowhere to search, Lin Beichen would have been searching everywhere in the Yulong Tianzhou.
"Wait until I find the source of spiritual spring and see how I deal with you."
Fang Ziqing thought bitterly in his heart, but his fingers kept twisting the corners of his clothes, and his eyes looked at Lin Beichen full of resentment.
"Haha, okay, let's make a deal then. In addition, Miss Fang has prepared all kinds of instruments and equipment for this trip to the mountain, so we have no worries about logistics."
Master Chen smiled, and the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.
"Okay, thank you to Miss Fang and Master Nan." Sun Lutang cupped his hands and smiled.
For him, there is no need to offend a big family like the Fang family. Although the Sun family is also quite famous in the north, the other party is a business and political family with huge power.
"Please do as you wish."
Lin Beichen didn't care, as long as he could find the source of the spiritual spring, the trip would be worth it.
…
Tiandu, Fang family.
"Dad, what's wrong, in order to find the source of spiritual spring for you, Xiaoqing actually... actually had a conflict with Taoist Lord Lin Beichen!"
In the high-eaves and heavy-tiled courtyard of the Fang family, a somewhat panicked voice sounded. It was Fang Ziqing's second uncle, Fang Zheng.
Fang Zheng took urgent steps and ran towards the patio of the yard.
And an old man with gray hair and wearing Tai Chi suit was lying in the courtyard of the courtyard basking in the sun with his eyes slightly closed. There was an exquisite birdcage next to him.
"Zheng'er, I have taught you a long time ago that those who have thunder in their chests and faces as flat as a lake can be worshiped as commanders."
"How can you be so frivolous now that you are only half a step ahead of the border?"
Fang Shiqing, the old man of the Fang family, scolded him.
"That's what my father taught me!"
Fang Zheng said respectfully and quickly calmed down the panic on his face.
"Tao Lord Lin Beichen? Is he the most popular leader of the Beichen Sect in the martial arts world recently?" Fang Shiqing asked with a flash of light in his eyes.
"It's this person." Fang Zheng's face changed slightly and he whispered: "And it seems that she dropped her phone and can no longer contact anyone."
"No, Xiao Qing is in danger. Send someone to Changbai Mountain immediately and bring her back to me!"
"Yes, father!"
Fang Zheng nodded. He didn't expect that his father, who was always very good at cultivating qi, would be so out of his mind.
"Also, I heard that the old sword god... is serving as an elder in the Beichen Sect. I want to visit him personally."
"I'm afraid that by now, Xiaoqing's lawless character has caused trouble."
After Fang Shiqing finished speaking, he hurriedly stood up and carried the birdcage.
He took one step forward, turned into an afterimage and slowly dissipated, disappearing from Fang Zheng's eyes the next moment.
"Father... is worthy of being the second person on the list of gods. Now that he and the old sword god are both heavenly beings, he should be able to intercede, right?"
Fang Zheng muttered to himself and immediately left the courtyard.
…
Siberian wasteland.
In the middle-aged desert covered with heavy snow, there are few creatures.
However, at this moment, there was a giant wolf that kept running in the snow, heading forward against the wind and snow.
There are hundreds of giant wolves!
If you look carefully, you will see that these giant wolves are all riding werewolves with thick hair on their bodies, and their eyes are full of wildness.
"Lord Wolf Guard Gru, how long until we reach Changbai Mountain in the hot summer?"
A young man riding on a giant wolf asked respectfully.
"According to Li Tong's phone call, he and Old Wolf King Saget have arrived at Changbai Mountain, but they were entangled in the fog."
"This time we, the werewolves, moved in full force. It will not be difficult to find the source of spiritual spring."
Gru looked at the werewolf army behind him, with a look of great excitement on his face. They were dormant in the dark wasteland, dry and cold. This was the first time in his life that he was going out of here to fight!
"The Wolf King was the same figure as the old Yanxia Sword God back then. Unfortunately, his blood energy has declined and his body is not as good as before. That's why we were driven to this wilderness thousands of miles away by the Holy See!"
"If there is an original spiritual spring, the Wolf King can lead us again to the top of martial arts!"
The werewolves in the Wolf God Valley all showed excitement. They had long been unwilling to be trapped in the vast snow.
They died worthless here. Seeing the tribesmen freezing to death and starving to death, the hearts of these werewolves were bleeding.
"The message from Li Tong is here. Let's go there quickly. They have found the source of spiritual spring."
At this moment, Gru's cell phone suddenly received a message from Li Tong, and he quickly said to the werewolves.
…
Changbai Mountain.
Halfway up the mountain, shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, Lin Beichen and a group of people were walking slowly on the rugged mountain road.
According to Master Chen, you must not be anxious in the mountains. As long as you follow him, you will definitely find the source of spiritual spring.
"Mr. Chen, if we follow our speed, when will we be able to find the spiritual spring at the latest?" Lin Beichen was a little dissatisfied that the team was moving too slowly.
He and Sun Lutang could travel thousands of miles a day without any problem.
However, Fang Ziqing not only brought outdoor survival equipment, but also brought barbecue grills, compound bows and crossbows and other powerful weapons, as if he was going to hunt and have a picnic here.
Seeing these outfits made Master Nan very helpless, but that was all.
"Let's camp here tonight, two people per tent, but...these tents are based on our original number of people, so we can only ask you to sleep in the wilderness."
Fang Ziqing smiled brightly, as if I just wanted to tease you.
Lin Beichen smiled and said: "Two people in one tent? It's too crowded. Sorry, we don't need it."
He found a large bluestone in the mountains, then sat cross-legged on the bluestone, breathing in the aura of Changbai Mountain.
"Haha, you're pretty good at pretending. Let me see what you do tonight!"
Fang Ziqing snorted coldly and immediately ordered: "Everyone is tired today, so hurry up and get ready for dinner."
When she talked about eating, she was naturally preparing to prepare a barbecue. The place where the tent was camped happened to be a clear stream. After the seven or eight big men she brought washed the ingredients in the stream, they began to grill the food in full swing.
The thick smoke from the barbecue food drifted in the direction of Lin Beichen...