When Jiang Xueqin walked out of the room, it was already night, and the poison treatment process lasted for several hours, although the woman was a little tired, her face was much better Han Feng leaned in, looked at it carefully, and felt that the black gas had been completely removed, and the method of pulling out the poison was extremely clever, and there was no trace of residue.
Le Xiang hurriedly got up, came to Wang Sanbu, and said with a deep salute: "Thank you to the seniors for their wonderful rejuvenation, the younger generations will pay the preface, and the second half of the life will be handed over to the seniors. ” Although he was used to being flamboyant, when he said these two sentences, he had a sense of righteousness and awe-inspiring, which impressed Han Feng.
Wang Sanbu's mouth tilted down in a larger arc, and he said very reluctantly: "Don't, but don't, it's not easy for the old man to mix alone in the rivers and lakes, and then bring you such a waste, I only know how to eat, I don't know how to work, and sooner or later I will starve to death." ” Le Xiang was very thick-skinned, although he knew that the old man was sarcastic about his lowly cultivation, but he didn't mind, and said with a smile: "The world is so big, there are too few people who can be proficient in detoxification like my predecessors, and I am nothing compared to my predecessors, if it is compared with ordinary peddlers and pawns, Le Xiang thinks that he is even stronger." ” Wang Sanbu snorted, knowing that Le Xiang's words were unreliable, and he didn't argue with him, so he didn't speak anymore.
Han Feng said: "Old man, we still have two days to go, do we all have to spend it in the inn?"
The old man glared at him and said, "If you don't stay here, where do you want to go, just poked such a big basket, can't you go out and let people catch it, take it here honestly for the past two days, and don't go anywhere."
Qin girl, your body is weak, you have recovered your spirit yuan in the past two days, do you know?"
Jiang Xueqin nodded obediently.
When Le Xiang saw the woman's expression, he couldn't help muttering: "Sure enough, she is a senior master, this woman has never shown such an expression in front of me, admire and admire" Before he finished speaking, Jiang Xueqin condensed a wind blade in his hand, swept Le Xiang's cheeks, and he was shocked into a cold sweat, and he didn't dare to say anything anymore.
Two days passed quickly, Jiang Xueqin and Han Feng met at the same door, and naturally there was an extra layer of affection.
When he was in the Heavenly Dome Sect, Jiang Xueqin admired Chen Yunsheng very much, loved the house and Wu, and took special care of Han Feng, and mentioned a lot in his cultivation, which made him suddenly enlightened, and fell beside Jiang Xueqin all day long, asking this and that, which seemed extremely unproductive.
In the middle of the night, Wang Sanbu led a few people to drink in the lobby.
There were not a few tables to eat in the empty hall, and Han Feng and the others were particularly conspicuous.
The drums outside the street beat the second watch, and there were fewer and fewer guests in the lobby, and finally only Han Feng and other people were left to eat.
He couldn't sit still a little and asked anxiously, "Old man, we won't be deceived, right?"
” Wang Sanbu said expressionlessly: "Calm down, it's not time yet, and those who dare to lie to me are either dead or unborn."
Han Feng stuck out his tongue and stopped talking, but he was a little dissatisfied with the old man's words in his heart, although he admitted that Wang Sanbu used poison to make a miracle, but it was definitely not to the point of being alone in the world.
After a while, Jiang Xueqin asked impatiently: "Senior, if you want to get out of the customs, I have some methods at my disposal, and I don't necessarily have to rely on the means of these people. ” Wang Sanbu glanced at her and said with a slight smile: "Qin girl still lacks training, I dare not say a stick of incense, they will definitely come." ” As soon as the incense stick was spoken, just as everyone was about to make another move, they heard a slight sound in the back window, and a black shadow seeped in through the crack in the window, gradually turning into a human figure.
This person opened the window, leaving five mermaids to enter, and the last person to enter was an old man with gray hair, who was the person who had agreed with Wang Sanbu that day.
The six of them still sat down at the table in the corner, ignoring Wang Sanbu, as if they didn't know each other.
Wang Sanbu Huo Ran got up and said with a grin: "Go, follow me to the pier." ” Hearing this, Le Xiang couldn't laugh out loud, and said in his heart that the old man looked obscene on weekdays, and he was really unambiguous at a critical time, and he was not small.
The three young men followed behind Wang Sanbu, and the scene was a little nondescript.
The old man shook his way to the other party's table, and said, "A few friends, I just ate the golden crab, and wiping my mouth as if nothing had happened, I can't reach the word mix." ” The white-haired old man smiled and said, "What did my old friend say, if you really said that, we won't come tonight."
It's just that I saw two more friends next to you just now, I don't know if they are friends or enemies, whether they are coerced by others, I didn't recognize each other rashly, and I hope that old friends will not be surprised. ” "I don't dare to be weird, but this time I have two more companions, and I hope that my old friends will take care of me."
Wang Sanbu's attitude has changed.
The white-haired old man nodded and said no more.
The other people at the table looked at each other, and a strange atmosphere passed between them.
Han Feng felt that there was something wrong with it, but he couldn't say what was wrong.
After a while, the white-haired old man looked out the window and whispered, "It's time, come with me."
As he spoke, he jumped out into the street like a tanuki through a crack in the window.
A group of mermaids came out, and it was really quiet like a ghost.
The north side of the city wall of Sunset Pass is as high as 100 zhang, the width is 10 zhang, because the bricks and stones used to build the city wall are taken from the depths of the mountain, the color is pure black, and the texture is hard.
Ever since the Black Wall stood at Sunset Pass, countless soldiers have died on both sides of the wall, and legend has it that there are more bones buried under the wall than there are living people at Sunset Pass.
Legend has it that when you come to the black wall at sunset, you will hear the sound of countless resentful spirits crying like the wind, which will make people feel extremely desperate, so this majestic black wall is also called the black wall of despair.
The group floated on the street of Sunset Pass, and there was no dust on the bluestone slab on the road, but the sound of footsteps could not be heard.
When Han Feng stopped in front of the black wall, a suffocating pathos counterattacked his heart, his eyes suddenly moistened, and he couldn't hold back tears.
Wang Sanbu's strange eyes swept him, and the expression on his face was quite playful, which made Han Feng not very understanding.
The white-haired old man stopped at the wall, and his fingers tapped lightly on the wall twice, only to see a black shadow float in.
Except for a pair of eyes exposed, the person's whole body was covered in black clothes.
When he came to everyone, he didn't speak, but beckoned to everyone, and the white-haired old man motioned for everyone to follow.
I didn't go far along the black wall, and I saw a black doorway, about eight feet high, which was a ditch used for drainage on weekdays.
The man in black inserted a black stone tablet into the groove next to the ditch, and only a creaking sound was heard, and the previously closed door in the doorway was opened.
The white-haired old man didn't say a word, he first passed through the doorway, and the distance of ten zhang was on the opposite side in the blink of an eye.
Everyone passed through in turn, and Han Feng Finally, when he stepped into the doorway, an extremely uncomfortable feeling lingered in his heart, as if he was scratched by a hundred claws.
Fortunately, the distance is not very long, and in a breath you will be on the opposite side.
The man in black closed the doorway without mentioning it, and the white-haired old man led everyone forward for a few more miles.
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Out of the Sunset Pass, Han Feng raised his eyes and found that the scenery outside the pass was completely different from that inside the pass.
It was winter, and the dry branches of the stout and tall trees hung countless crystal clear ice hangings, and the white snow was knee-deep, and the creaking sound made when stepped on it, making it very inconvenient for everyone to walk.
The chilling aura that came to his face made Han Feng involuntarily shrink for a moment, looking at the group, he was the only one who was afraid of the cold and felt quite faceless.
Jiang Xueqin walked the most easily, and the whole person was like two or two flying flotsam, standing lightly on top of the snow, like a fairy in the snow.
Seeing Jiang Xueqin's composure, an indescribable expression appeared on the white-haired old man's face.
After walking for another three or five miles, the white-haired old man stopped and said with a smile on his face: "Old friend, should we not pass here, or do we go together, you can see that the sky outside this pass is cold, the people are inaccessible, and there are monks from the Cold Moon Country harassing, and the road is very dangerous."
If you don't mind, we can go together, anyway, the goal is the same, it's all Snow Burial Mountain. ” Wang Sanbu smiled and said, "Since you have this hospitality, we are disrespectful."
In this way, we can be regarded as true friends, old man Wang San, and all three of them are my servants.
I don't know what your Excellency is called."
The silver-haired old man smiled and said, "Old man Xia Wu, a few of you haven't come to get a name yet." ” Hearing Xia Wu's call, the remaining five people came over to sign up separately, and a tall and round fat man came over first, and said with a grin: "My name is Xiong Fei, please take care of me." ” Although Han Feng's cultivation is not high, his divine sense can be swept over, and he can also feel his cultivation from the aura on Xiong Fei's body, it seems that this person is also a qi cultivator.
Next, a thin little man stepped forward and said politely, "My name is Wang Wuchang, a person from the Cold Moon Country. ” Among the remaining three people, there is an old monk named Qi Fei, who is roughly in the early stage of foundation building, and there is a little monk named Wunian, who is born cleanly, and has a fight between Qingxiu and Le Xiang, because Buddhism and Taoism are different, he can't see his cultivation, and he can only feel a warm halo emanating from him.
The rest of the person was wrapped in black clothes all over his body, and he couldn't see his face, but from the perspective of his body and posture, he looked like a young man, his cultivation was the highest, and he had reached the late stage of foundation building.
However, the attitude is also the worst, and he only lightly gestured to Jiang Xueqin, and others don't care about it at all.
Le Xiang and Han Feng suddenly had a feeling of the same hatred, and the two of them frowned, and they had already scolded this black-clothed man thousands of times.
After the introduction, Xia Wu cleared his throat and said loudly: "Okay, since everyone's goal is the same, let's start marching towards Snow Burial Mountain."
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