To the north of Xuanyuan, thousands of miles away, the hills are winding and undulating like a long dragon, followed by a large dense forest, which is lush and full of vitality as far as the eye can see.
There are two people hanging in the air, one is riding a spirit boat, wearing a black golden robe, with a stern face; the other is stepping on a six-foot silver sword, wearing a plain robe, with a handsome face and an extraordinary temperament. It is Feng Xifeng and Yuan Qing .
The two left Xuanyuan and flew for a full day and night as shown on the map. Finally, they arrived near Hanjiabao near noon the next day.
At this time, Feng Xifeng's aura was slightly scattered, while Yuan Qing's aura was relatively stable, but the aura around him was a little dim.
Feng Xifeng looked at the map and took the lead to activate the spirit boat and landed on the edge of the dense forest. Yuan Qing thought and Yu Jian followed closely behind.
"It seems that this is the Han Family Fort, Senior Brother Feng..." He turned to look at Feng Xifeng.
Feng Xifeng just nodded, then turned over his hand and took out a transmission talisman. With a flick of his fingers, the talisman turned into a streak of fire, and a blur disappeared directly into the space in front of him.
After a while, the dense forest in front of them disappeared, revealing a mountain road built with bluestone behind it. There were three people in blue robes waiting with respectful expressions: all three of them were Qi practitioners, and the leader was nearly sixty years old, with white beard and hair. , with a square face and a wide nose, somewhat similar to Han Dongxing; the latter two are both young men around sixteen or seventeen years old, quite delicate in appearance, and still have some childishness between their eyebrows.
"I have met two senior brothers Xuanyuan, I am Han Yu, and these two are my nephews," the old man bowed first, then pointed to the young man behind him, and the two young men also bowed and saluted after hearing this.
Seeing that Yuan and Qing just returned the gift without replying, the old man continued: "The master of the house has already told me, please come with me." After speaking, he turned slightly sideways and stretched out his hand to guide him.
Seeing that Feng Xifeng was indifferent, Yuan Qing had no choice but to take a step forward, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you."
The group of people walked up the mountain road. At first, there were dense forests on both sides. Gradually, scattered stone houses and tiled houses became visible. Halfway up the mountain, there was the appearance of a village. Children were playing and playing, women were doing laundry and chatting about household chores, men were carrying farm tools home, and old people were lying on their backs. Smoking a cigarette in the rocking chair.
Regardless of whether they were men, women, old or young, they were all dressed in coarse linen clothes and had no aura at all. When they saw Han Yu and his party, they all stepped aside with respect. A few bold children looked at Yuan Qing and Feng Xifeng curiously.
Crossing the mountainside and continuing upward, the number of people gradually became less and less. As we approached the peak, we suddenly saw more than ten bluestone huts scattered at random, but they were empty and no one could be seen.
Along the way, Feng Xifeng always acted like a stranger, but Yuan Qing chatted with Han Yu for a few words and learned that the people living on the mountainside were all mortals of the clan, living a simple farming life and working at sunrise. Rest at sunset.
Above it are the core disciples of the Han family, who possess spiritual roots, practice breathing and practice, and have their food, clothing, housing and transportation provided by the clan. As for the top of the mountain, it is the place with the most abundant spiritual energy in the mountain. The family head and the monks in the foundation-building period of the clan live here.
When you reach the top of the peak, you will see a bluestone square with a radius of 100 feet. There is a blue brick and red tiled hall at the end of the square. On the left side of the hall is an exquisite attic, and on the right side are two ordinary bluestone huts, not far apart. .
More than a dozen disciples of the Han family wearing blue robes stood in two rows in front of the hall. Standing in front of them with their hands behind their hands was a man named Kong Wu who looked about forty years old and was wearing a green robe.
The group of people walked up to the crowd. Han Yu and his two nephews took a step forward, bowed to the man, then entered the queue behind them and stood with their hands down.
"But Junior Brother Yuanqing and Junior Brother Feng Xifeng, I, Han Xin, are the head of the Han family and are involved in worldly affairs. They are unable to welcome you from far away. Please don't blame me." The man clasped his fists after the three of them entered the queue and said cheerfully. .
The two of them returned the gift with their hands raised. Seeing that Feng Xifeng remained silent, Yuan Qing spoke up and said, "The head of the family made a strong statement."
Han Xin didn't care at all about Feng Xifeng's cold attitude. He smiled heartily, turned slightly sideways, stretched out his hand and said, "Please come into the palace to talk."
Yuan Qing cupped his hands and said "please", and the three of them walked towards the main hall one by one.
After entering the hall, the three of them sat down separately as the guest of honour. After a short wait, a disciple of the Han family presented them with fragrant tea.
Yuan Qing and Han Xin naturally picked up their teacups, chatting and sipping, while Feng Xifeng sat upright. Seeing the two chatting, he couldn't help but frown, and said in a deep voice: "We will talk about the gossip later. The head of the family may wish to inform me of the specific situation first, please come soon." After finishing these things, it’s best to go back to the mountain gate early to deliver the errands.”
Han Xin's face darkened when he heard this. Yuan Qing saw this and explained: "Master, please don't blame me. Senior Brother Feng has always been so outspoken and cold-tempered. He has no other intentions."
Han Xin waved his hand, smiled slightly and said: "Junior Brother Feng speaks his mind and speaks out. He is a generous person. How can I blame him? It's just that the matter of spiritual veins is a bit tricky at the moment."
Seeing the questioning look on their faces, Han Xin paused and continued: "A few days ago, my little sister came back from the door to investigate the matter. It has been more than ten days since she left, but there is no news at all."
"I wonder what your sister's cultivation is?" Feng Xifeng asked with a straight face.
"My little sister has been a monk in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment years ago, and she still has several top-quality magic weapons." Han Xin's face became solemn when he said this, Feng Xifeng also frowned, and the atmosphere in the hall was a little heavy for a while.
Yuan Qing's eyes flashed, and after thinking for a moment, he looked at Han Xin and said, "Senior Brother Han just asked me to come to investigate the enemy's whereabouts, but he didn't say that he wanted to fight with others, let alone that a monk in the middle stage of foundation building was missing."
Feng Xifeng's eyes flashed when he heard this, and then he raised his head and looked directly at Han Xin.
Han Xin narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "What do you two junior brothers mean?"
"It's a very important matter. I just hope that the head of the family will stop hiding anything. Yuan doesn't want to lose his life in confusion." Yuan Qing said calmly, with the light of the sword already passing through his eyes.
"Feng also meant this." Feng Xifeng agreed with a cold tone.
Han Xin sighed helplessly and said: "I didn't mean to hide it, but the Han family couldn't make more achievements and asked the senior brothers in the family to slay the monsters, so they had to make this move. Don't worry, the two junior brothers, Han will go together by then. After the event is completed, each person will be given a hundred spiritual stones as a gift."
"Slay the demon?" Yuan Qing asked with a frown.
"Yes. Han went to explore the spiritual veins before and found several claw marks and blood stains scattered around. However, there was not a trace of the spiritual stone veins missing. From this, we can conclude that this matter was definitely not the work of evil cultivators. It was most likely the work of evil cultivators. The remnants of the monsters are causing trouble. In addition to the disappearance of my little sister, Han suspects that there may be third-level or fourth-level monsters mixed in. There may be more than one, and even a fifth-level monster is not entirely impossible."
The more Feng Xifeng heard, the darker his face became. However, Yuan Qing said with a questioning look on his face: "Level 5 monster? What realm is it?"
Han Xin looked at Yuan Qing in disbelief, and Feng Xifeng also cast a doubtful look.
Yuan Qing smiled sheepishly and said, "I'm still young at the beginning, so I haven't had time to check out the relevant classics yet, so I made you two laugh."
Han Xin laughed and said, "It seems that my junior brother is also an ascetic monk. It's not surprising that he doesn't know this."
As he spoke, he glanced at Feng Xifeng and saw that he still looked noncommittal. He paused and then said: "In ancient times, there was a war between humans and monsters. Junior brother, do you know?"
Yuan Qing nodded lightly, and Han Xin continued: "After the battle at Tianzhu Mountain, some monks graded monsters based on their combat power and the level of the monks: first-level monsters are equivalent to the monks' refining period, second-level, third-level, The fourth level corresponds to the early, middle, and late stages of foundation building respectively, and the fifth, sixth, and seventh levels correspond to the monk's elixir-forming stage. As for the eighth level and above, we cannot call them beasts, but demon cultivators that are no different from us monks. He understands yin and yang, understands the Eight Diagrams, understands supernatural powers, and participates in creation. He is a real land immortal, which cannot be speculated by common sense. Among them, the three tribes of dragon, phoenix, and unicorn are favored by heaven and earth. They are born with spirits and have powerful demon bodies, so they are not included in this list. "
Yuan Qing showed a look of surprise, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Master, for clearing up the confusion."
Han Xin waved his hand and said: "It's a small matter, no need to be polite. The two junior brothers have traveled all the way here, and they must have suffered a lot. I have ordered people to prepare a small amount of wine, so it is better to take a rest before worrying about it."
Feng Xifeng stood up at this time and said: "There is no need for food. We have been fasting for many years. We also asked the master to arrange two quiet rooms for us to adjust our breath."
"Okay, if you two junior brothers don't mind, you can go to my and my little sister's residence, and Han will tell the clansmen not to disturb us." Han Xin also stood up and said.
Yuan Qing then stood up and cupped his hands and said, "Thank you."
"Follow me, both of you." Han Xin gestured, then walked out of the hall first and walked towards the two bluestone huts on the left.
After Yuan and Qing settled down, Han Xin came to the attic, lit three pillars of incense, and bowed deeply to the memorial tablets all over the room.
Then, he turned around and went up to the second floor. There was also an ancestral hall inside, but there was only one tablet enshrined here with the word "Han Li" written on it.
There is a square table in front of the tablet, with a three-foot-long square wooden box on it, with several yellow talismans attached to it.
Han Xin first bowed three times to the tablet, then made a hand to brush off the talisman, and opened the wooden box. A blue, red, and white magic sword appeared. The sword's body was full of light and looked full of spirituality.
Han Xin put away his magic sword, bowed to the tablet again, then left the attic, returned to the main hall and sat down, closing his eyes to rest.
Two hours later, Yuan Qing opened his eyes, his eyes full of energy. After hesitating for a moment, he got up and left the stone house and walked towards the main hall.
As soon as he entered the hall, Han Xin opened his eyes and said, "Junior Brother Yuan, have you adjusted your breath now?"
Yuan Qing smiled slightly and replied: "It's all thanks to the abundant spiritual energy in the stone house of the master."
Han Xin just smiled after hearing this, then closed his eyes and wandered away. Yuan Qing also sat down knowingly, with his eyes slightly closed, and he actually understood the art of getting up and combining swords.
After another half an hour, Feng Xifeng walked into the main hall with full energy. He was slightly surprised to see Yuan Qing already here. Seeing the two of them looking at him, he raised his hands and said, "Feng has finished adjusting his breath. Please wait. Alright." After saying that, he sat down nearby.
Han Xin said at this time: "Now that the two junior brothers have finished adjusting their breath, do you have any advice?"
Feng Xifeng said coldly: "Go directly and kill the monsters you encounter. This place is not far from my Xuanyuan. I don't believe any big monster dares to cause trouble here."
Yuan Qing shook his head and said: "I'd better check the spiritual veins first before talking about anything else. Besides, Senior Sister Han must have left some clues. When the time comes, Senior Sister will be rescued first, and then we can gather everyone's strength to eliminate the demon and defend the way."
"In that case, let me set off soon." After Han Xin finished speaking, he stood up and walked to the square, followed closely by Yuan Qing and Feng Xifeng.
Han Yu arrived at the square at some point. Han Xin glanced at him and said calmly: "My two junior brothers and I will go back as soon as we go. You should manage everything in the clan well and don't cause any trouble."
"Respect the order of the head of the family." After saying that, he bowed deeply.
Seeing this, Han Xin nodded, released a white spirit boat, and flew away into the air. Feng Xifeng and Yuan Qing also released their magic weapons, followed closely, and the three of them quickly disappeared into the horizon.
In the green pine forest, a fiery red figure was galloping through the forest. She was slender and vaguely visible as a female cultivator. After turning seven or eight times, a yellow light flashed and she sank directly into the ground without making any sound.
Two or three miles later, a large bird with blue wings and golden eyes was chasing after a small white civet cat on its back.
In the blink of an eye, the big bird arrived at the place where the female cultivator disappeared. The little beast's eyes flickered with yellow light, and he glanced downwards. Then he sniffed hard with his small nose and whimpered, but seemed to find nothing.
Then it jumped off the bird's back, and in a flash, there was no wood or stone within a mile.
After letting out a low groan, the little beast exerted a little force, jumped on the back of the bird, and gave a "meow" sound. The big bird then made a clear call, circled briefly, and then flew towards the north, and soon disappeared.
After a stick of incense, in the center of the ground that had been destroyed by the little beast, after a burst of yellow light, the female cultivator slowly appeared from the ground. Her face was delicate, her hair was a little messy, her mouth was bloody, she was wearing red clothes, but behind her, There are many scratches on the chest, and the blue inner armor is faintly visible underneath.
The female cultivator looked towards the north, then took out a fiery red tail feather, and was about to fly into the air when a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out. She couldn't help but frown, and her expression was in pain.
Then she turned over her hand and took out a green jade bottle, poured out a pill the size of a longan, and quickly drank it.
I saw a flash of red light on his face, and then he became very excited. He hurriedly cast a spell, identified a random direction, and flew away.
Not long after the female cultivator left, a five-foot green snake came here, stretched out its snake letter and carefully discerned the smell in the air, and then quickly chased in the direction where the female cultivator left.
