Early the next morning, just after dawn, Han Yun woke up Xiao Yuxin.
The little guy reluctantly got up, washed and got dressed.
Han Yun took her and called Li Miaoyuan next door, and went downstairs together.
Downstairs, there were still corpses all over the floor, and it was starting to stink.
The rancid smell put them out of the mood to eat.
After leaving the restaurant, Han Yun brought Tianma, and the three of them left the town and walked towards the mountains to the south.
There was no one on the streets of the town. Apparently, what happened last night scared them out of their courage.
Walking on the mountain road, the young hero Li Miaoyuan talked endlessly, very familiarly.
"Hey, brother, what level are you at?"
"Nothing."
"Fifth rank? It doesn't look like that. I'm already at fourth rank. Why do I feel that you are so much better than me?"
"oh."
"Brother, is this lovely girl your daughter?"
"She's my sister, junior sister to be precise."
"That's really young. I didn't expect you to travel around the world and bring your junior sister with you. Who do you study under, and what sect is it?"
"I have no family or sect."
"You just said she was a junior sister."
"My master is a casual cultivator."
"Oh, brother, look at what you're wearing, you also admire Palace Master Han, right?"
"I... don't worship."
Han Yun's head was full of black lines and he resisted the urge to hit someone.
"Impossible, all the young warriors in the martial arts world are dressed like this, and they all imitate Master Han.
Let me tell you, your dress is wrong. Palace Master Han holds a sword, so you have to hold a sword. "
"Isn't Palace Master Han's weapon beads?"
"Beads? It seems so, but I don't have beads either. I'll buy some some other time. But Palace Master Han also uses a sword. That sword pharaoh is so powerful. Have you never seen it? Let me tell you, when Palace Master Han fought against the Demon Cult And the strong men of Buddhism, swung out their swords, and heads were rolling..."
"Brother, your cloak is wrong. Palace Master Han's buckle is a copper ring. Well, it's just like mine. Yours is a cloth ring, which is wrong."
"Brother, your boots are wrong. Palace Master Han has white shoes. Why are yours black and blue? Don't say they are stain-resistant. Those of us who worship Palace Master Han must be like Palace Master Han in everything."
Unconsciously, the priority of the conversation changed, and it became Li Miaoyuan teaching Han Yun a lesson.
Han Yun really couldn't bear it anymore. He didn't understand why he had to listen to the other party teach him how to imitate himself.
"Brother Li."
Han Yun patted his shoulder, then turned over and dismounted, hugged Xiner, and said,
"Come on, mount your horse."
Hearing this, Li Miaoyuan declined repeatedly.
"No, no, no, how can that be done? How can you let me ride a horse and you can walk? Besides, you are still holding a child. Let the child ride a horse. I am strong and can walk."
"I mean, it's too slow to walk like this. Let's just fly there and you can show us the way."
Han Yun easily picked up Li Miaoyuan and pushed him onto the Pegasus.
Just when Li Miaoyuan looked confused, the Pegasus' horn and wings appeared, flapped its wings, and soared into the sky.
"Oh, this is a Pegasus. It can really fly. Hahaha. I didn't expect that this hero would be able to fly to the sky one day. Oh..."
Li Miaoyuan shouted excitedly, opening his arms to face the spring breeze, feeling so comfortable.
"Brother, why does he act like a country bumpkin?"
Xiao Yuxin was in Han Yun's arms, blinking her big eyes and wondering.
"What are you talking about?"
Han Yun smiled and scratched her little nose.
"What do you mean by likeness?"
Flying all the way south, after passing four or five mountain tops, we saw a mountain surrounded by clouds and mist, with only half of the mountainside visible.
Flying upward through the clouds and mist, and arriving at the top of the mountain, I could clearly see this fairyland on earth.
Waterfalls flow, the ground is covered with greenery, the mountains are lush, the houses are lined up in rows, and the backbone of the mountains is exposed in the distance, lying quietly above the clouds and mist.
Han Yun thinks that the environment is very good and the scenery is not bad, but it has nothing to do with the fact that the leader talks about it as a holy land for cultivation.
There is no aura here.
The whole mountain is the Tianshi Mansion. The three of them and one horse landed in front of the main entrance of the Tianshi Mansion on the top of the mountain. Li Miaoyuan dismounted.
Han Yun followed the local customs. After all, it was his first time to visit Tianshi Mansion. To show his respect and respect, he entered through the main gate.
They walked all the way into the building complex, where there was a tall tower in the middle and highest position.
Along the way, many young disciples looked at the two of them curiously. After all, they were dressed so much alike.
"Senior Brother Li, who is this guest?"
A young disciple asked.
"It's an expert I met outside who came to visit the Tianshi Mansion."
"Oh? So young? It seems that our Tianshi Mansion will have another elder."
"Yeah, hahaha."
Everyone around him smiled kindly, without any feeling of rejection, which made Han Yun feel like spring breeze. He also smiled and nodded to others.
"Brother, outside is where the disciples live. If you want to find those two ancestors, go to the Elder's House."
As he walked, he pointed to the tall tower and said,
"That's the Star-Zhaing Tower. The top is where the Heavenly Master is, and the bottom is where you practice and store classics. Anyone can come and go freely."
Han Yun nodded. This is good. There are not so many complicated rules, and people seem to be close to each other, without so many barriers.
Entering the Elder's House, it was very quiet inside. Li Miaoyuan said that the elders rarely come out and spend most of their time practicing.
He came to the door of a small courtyard and shouted, 33
"Ancestor of Jijiu, Ancestor of Jijiu, an old friend is looking for you."
"Who is it? My old friend is not dead yet?"
There were mutterings of dissatisfaction in the room.
After a while, the izhu ancestor came out of the house cursing. The moment he saw Han Yun, his eyes immediately lit up.
"Ouch, why are you here?!"
Then, he turned to the next door and shouted,
"Old thief Qingyang, look who's coming."
Ancestor Qingyang flew over the wall, and the two old men came to Han Yun.
"Why, have you figured it out and come to join our Tianshi Mansion?"
Ijiu looked at Han Yun with a smile.
"Juniors pay their respects to the two ancestors."
Han Yun first saluted and then said,
"This junior comes here because I want to ask you two something."
However, before Han Yun asked the question, Patriarch Qingyang smiled and said,
"We can't answer your question."
Han Yun was startled when he heard this and looked at Qingyang in confusion.
Qingyang pointed to the top of the Star Tower and said,
"Only the Heavenly Master knows the answer you want, and the Heavenly Master also knows that you will come today. You told us a few days ago. Let us convey it to you. When you come, just take the girl and go up directly."
Han Yun's eyes flashed brightly when he heard this.
How did this Heavenly Master know that he would come today?
Han Yun raised his head and looked at the towering Star-Zhaing Tower, and instantly felt that this old heavenly master was unfathomable.
"Hurry up and don't keep Heavenly Master waiting. When you come down, we can have a drink and talk."
The ancestor of Izhu said with a smile.
Han Yun nodded, and instead of climbing into the Star Building, he flew directly into the sky and landed on the top attic of the Star Building.
On the attic, an old man with disheveled hair and linen clothes sat cross-legged, his back to Han Yun, staring at the clouds and mist in the distance.
Han Yun put Xiner down, held his hands and bowed,
"Han Yun of the Yin Yang Sect, pays homage to the Heavenly Master."
Some people died, but not completely...
