The only place in the three dynasties without day and night was the sun shining in the sky, and the gray halo emitted by the whole mountain and river were dyed gray, somewhat like an ink painting that had faded after many years.

In a small county town one hundred and twenty miles away from Yongjing, Kyusho and three cities, there is an inn that is not conspicuous.

The inn is run by a young couple. The business is as big as a palm. The business is deserted. From morning to night, three or two guests can burn high incense to congratulate him. But the young couple seems to be very unwilling to care. The business becomes increasingly cold in the cold winter. Often there are no customers for ten days. Even so, they have never been anxious.

At the corner of the inner door of the inn, there was a very inconspicuous place, and the pattern of the Yunlong Passing Gate was engraved with a faint view.

There are about twenty inns carved with such patterns in Yongjing area, and there are more than 300 in the entire Kyushao area. Although the small inn run by the young couple is inconspicuous, they can shut down all the three hundred inns in just one word.

Yue Qingqing sat in front of the windowsill on the second floor of the inn, painting, and the first Wang Feng sat beside her quietly looking at the woman's smiling face. Yue Qingqing was still so thin, as if a gust of wind could take her away. First Wang Feng's white hair drooped his shoulders, his originally handsome face was shaped by the years, and his face was dull. If it weren't for the white eyes with bright spirits, anyone would have thought that he would be unable to recover from his serious illness and would be about to die.

In fact, the first Wang Feng's body is not much better than Yue Qingqing. Yue Qingqing was born with illness and it is difficult to cure his illness. The first Wang Feng was in the long career of searching for Yue Qingqing, and he tried to squeeze his body's potential at all costs. He didn't know how much true energy he had consumed. It was a miracle that he could survive until now and have a secret art that was not inferior to the sixth level of heaven.

"Xiaofeng, the agreed time has come."

Putting down the brush in his hand, Yue Qingqing looked back and smiled.

First, Wang Feng didn't speak, and the timeless affection in his eyes had not diminished in a century.

"Why, are you afraid that you can't find me again?" Yue Qingqing flickered her bright eyes and a gentle smile on her face.

Shaking his head, the first Wang Feng said lightly: "Who in Kui Chao now has the ability to take you away from me."

"Well, I understand, you're afraid to see him." Yue Qingqing covered her mouth and smiled.

After Yue Qingqing said the main idea, Wang Feng felt a little bitter on his lips and said quietly: "To be honest, I really don't want to see that boy."

"Xiao Jin has explained it clearly. It's obviously a misunderstanding. Why can't you think it through until now?"

Yue Qingqing smiled.

The first Wang Feng was silent, and after a long time, he finally got up.

"Well, it's enough to do them a favor this time. We will go to Penglai in the future. I heard that it is a real paradise and no one will disturb us anymore."

The first Wang Feng said, walking downstairs.

“Taoyuan…”

Yue Qingqing murmured the two words that Wang Feng said accidentally, and a faint sadness appeared in her eyes. After leaving home for a long time, she would inevitably feel a little concern, even if she knew that the home would never go back.

Standing up, Yue Qingqing looked through the window frame and looked at the back of the first Wang Feng until he gradually disappeared into the foggy sunlight.

At this moment, Yue Qingqing's heart suddenly moved.

She turned her head and looked at the inn at the oblique direction. A man in black-haired and black clothes stood under the shadow of the big tree. When Yue Qingqing saw the man's face clearly, a sensation broke out in her heart.

With eyes facing each other, Yue Qingqing's whole body was cold, and the man's eyes were filled with hysterical coldness. Yue Qingqing subconsciously looked away, and when she looked at him again, the man was no longer visible.

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On the big river outside Wuyang City, a man in a green hat drove up the boat.

The river was turbulent and walked upstream. An Bochen saw a simple young man sitting on a brown stone and hanging a rod to fish.

The fishing rod is very strange, with no fishing line or hook, and it looks like an empty bamboo pole.

But as he gently tilted his fishing rod, An Bochen saw a carp jumping downstream several miles away, and then fell into the water, as if attracted by an invisible force, swam upwards quickly. In a few blinks of his fingers, the carp had crossed several miles of river at a speed far beyond its ability and appeared in the upstream river.

The young man who was fishing smiled slightly and lifted the fishing rod lightly.

The carp turned over and jumped out of the water, struggling and jumping in the air, as if trying to break free from the invisible fishing line that was fishing it.

An Bochen closed his eyes, and the young man who was fishing turned into a fishing line in his mind. He threw down the "fishing hook" from the upstream several miles away, landed downstream with extremely accurate accuracy, selected the largest one in the carp and fished it completely upstream.

For an immortal, such a method seems to be no big deal, but An Bochen knew that this person's control over power had reached an astonishing level.

He did not use the Taoist method, so he did not reveal the aura of the immortal realm.

The physical power of the sixth level of the peak realm has reached a terrifying height. Not to mention the small fish in the river, even the river water that is several miles long cannot avoid fragmented ending. But he was able to fish the carp intact from the downstream. His control over the power can be imagined.

At the beginning of practicing, the greater the better, but after practicing, any practitioner with good understanding will turn to explore the "in-subtle" of "the old turtle in Penglai, such as the young man in front of him.

An Bochen was ordered by Zhang Qi to meet him with seven masters scattered in the national teacher's mansion scattered in three dynasties. One of them was the peak of the sixth level of heaven without exception. The fishing young man was called Shilongke, a scattered cultivator in Xiliuhai. He has been practicing for more than 800 years and still maintains the appearance of a young man. His name has been forgotten by him many years ago. The reason why he was called Shilongke was because in the year when he first entered the Immortal Realm, he caught a real dragon corpse. Xiliuhai Sanxian said that he had a good fortune, but he humbly said that the real dragon was born in ancient times and I accidentally picked it up by heaven. Since then, he has become the name of Shilongke.

Among the seven people, An Bochen first found this person because he looked the most carefree and would repay his kindness. He devoted himself to the National Master's Mansion because Master Zhang passed by Xiliuhai and saw him crossing the sixth level of heavenly thunder tribulation, he easily resolved the last thunder tribulation that he could hardly resist for him, and he also repaid the reciprocity of serving the National Master's Mansion for a hundred years.

The light boat sailed upstream slowly. An Bochen opened his eyes and saw himself in the reflection in the water, smiling bitterly.

Sima Jin's disguise magic skills were beyond his imagination. He has now become a handsome young man. Even if he uses the art of change and a fairy with a profound Taoist craftsmanship, he will only see the appearance of a handsome young man.

Opening his mouth and exhaling, thick mist spread on Amberchen's face, blocking his appearance.

The dragon-setter obviously also noticed An Bochen, stared deeply, put the carp into a bamboo basket, got up and wanted to leave.

"Brother, please stay!"

Amberchen shouted.

The dragon-setter seemed to have not heard it, and walked faster and faster. An Bochen had no choice but to step on his toes, and a circle of blue wave marks spread out at the bottom of the boat. The boat seemed to have wings and rushed towards the dragon-setter.

Shilongke did not look back, and a faint surprise appeared in his eyes.

The man chasing him was not slow and was walking in a boat, which was a little faster than him. Even so, it was not worthy of surprise. In order not to be noticed by the demon cultivator of Aoi Dynasty, he did not use Taoism, but just paced on the river surface with his physical strength. Compared with most immortals who rely on the source power of Taoism, he was very unique. What surprised him was that the man chasing him did not use Taoism and source power, but also used the power of his physical strength to control the river water. Under his control, the river water swept into circles and swept towards him, invisibly slowing down his speed of progress.

Just this only means that the physical power of the boat rider is beyond ordinary immortals. What surprised the Dragon Ke the most was that the river water only slowed down its own speed and was still soft and did not show signs of competing with him, let alone attacking. It reached an incomprehensible balance between them, which was enough to show that the person's control of physical power reached a sensational category, which was even higher than himself.

Just when the dragon-setter was in amazement, something suddenly flew from behind.

Without seeing him do anything, An Bochen's guest waist card had already fallen into his palm.

"Guest Master...National Master's Mansion?"

Shilongke stopped, turned his head, and looked at An Bochen in confusion.

An Bochen laughed loudly, jumped up from the boat, landed next to Shilongke, and bowed, "I'm the one with my surname An, who is the newly hired guest of the National Teachers' Mansion. I've seen my brother."

Shilongke was originally very impressed by An Bochen, but when he saw him masking his face in fog, his eyes faded: "Brother An is a guest at the National Teachers' Mansion, why do he hide his head and tail?"

"The situation in the capital is dangerous, and the seventh prince is fighting with the prince. An is responsible for the important task of accepting you this time. In case of this, I can only do this, please forgive me, brother." An Bochen said with a smile.

"The prince is back? What happened in the capital?" Shilongke asked with a frown.

This time it was An Bochen's turn to be surprised. There must be a way to convey information between Zhang Qi and these hidden masters, otherwise how could Zhang Qi summon them? I thought Zhang Qi had told the masters about his coming, but unexpectedly, the Dragon Shou Ke did not know anything, so how could not surprise An Bochen.

Could it be that this person is pretending to be? It is a trap set for me?

An Bochen felt suspicious and looked slightly alert.

Then I heard Shilongke say lightly: "Brother An, don't blame me. Just beware of it, I have hidden the waist card left by the national teacher elsewhere, and I will take it out every ten days to see it."

Looking at Shilongke, An Bochen did not find anything suspicious.

The waist card used by Master Zhang to convey messages was placed elsewhere. Although it could be explained with caution, An Bochen could see at a glance that this person was even weaker than he thought, and he was like a idle cloud and wild crane. It was a pity that he came to the wrong place.

"If you are worried, you will check your waist card and you will naturally know everything."

Amber Chen Dao.

He looked at An Bochen again, and Shilongke nodded: "Follow me."

After saying that, the dragon guest rose and fell to the river bank, and the figure disappeared into the dense forest as the rabbit rose and falconed fell.

Amberchen followed closely behind, but the light fell to the woods across the river.

From the forest, several crows crows were heard from time to time, which seemed calm and ordinary.

A cold light flashed in An Bochen's eyes and he plunged into the dense forest.

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Chapter completed!