This immortal is a bit fierce

After Sun Xiufu stopped Hu Daochun, he returned to the tent first. When Huang Feng came in, he found him holding a knife with a tangled expression.

What's going on here? Huang Feng was a little strange.

Soon he understood the expression on his senior brother's face. The knife he thought was perfect, but it turned out that it was made by a gangster for him, and it immediately had flaws.

To describe it, it might be that after finally putting the film on a new phone, I found a small bubble under the film that I couldn't get rid of. In fact, it didn't have any impact, but I felt uncomfortable all over.

Huang Feng leaned over and said, "If you don't want it anymore, you can give it to me."

"Go away." Sun Xiufu quickly held the knife and moved away from him, a bit like holding a chicken to escape a weasel.

Huang Feng did not continue to joke with him and said with emotion: "It seems that Master's prediction is quite accurate. Daxia is going to be in chaos."

"Master's hexagrams have always been accurate, but you have never believed it." Sun Xiufu put away the knife and said with some sadness: "If there is an internal fight in Daxia and the foreign tribes get the news, they will definitely take action. Then there will be internal and external troubles and the people will not be able to live."

Huang Feng: "Fortunately, Tianmen realm monks usually don't interfere in wars, otherwise the world would really fall apart."

"Yes." Sun Xiufu nodded, "Master said that heaven and earth have their own way, and a country has its power. The power of a country is the power of its people, and it is the general trend of the people.

The Tianmen realm monks have reached the final step of ascending to immortality. At this time, their hands are stained with too much blood of living creatures, which is against the way of heaven. It is against the way of humanity to contend with the general trend of the world.

It is a trivial matter that the Heavenly Gate cannot be pushed open by then. If there is an immortal punishment, it will be tragic to be directly killed by the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation and wiped out in ashes. "

Huang Feng looked up. There was no sky, only the roof of the big tent. His artistic conception suddenly became much weaker: "Brother, is there nine levels of innocence here?"

Sun Xiufu smiled and said: "With your qualifications, you will know if you go up and see for yourself in the future."

Huang Feng said quickly: "No, senior brother should go first."

Sun Xiufu was not stupid and said angrily: "Afraid of danger, let me help you explore the way, right?"

Huang Feng praised: "Senior brother is wise!"

The murderer was caught, the knife was refined, and both of them felt more relaxed.

"Senior brother, what are your plans next? Will you come back to the sect with me?" Huang Feng asked.

Sun Xiufu did not hesitate: "Well, I have been going down the mountain for a while now. If the world is going to be in chaos, I plan to take a good retreat before then to improve my cultivation. When the demons are dancing around, I can at least protect my relatives and people. Do your part, what about you?”

Before Huang Feng could answer, he tapped his forehead: "I'm the one talking too much, I shouldn't ask."

No need to ask, Huang Feng came here for the moonflower seeds, so naturally he wanted to go back to raise cats and fish.

However, he also knows that his junior brother may seem lazy and not meddlesome, but he will never sit idly by when things happen.

The second half of the night passed quickly.

Early the next morning, Huang Feng and Sun Xiufu bid farewell to Duan Mingyan.

Although Duan Mingyan wanted them to stay longer, there were too many things to deal with in Anyugu Pass at the moment, and he knew it would be inconvenient for them to stay for a long time, so he said with some reluctance: "Before leaving, let's go see my grandpa."

Huang Feng declined politely: "Farewell, your grandfather has spent his whole life guarding the border for Daxia and the people. Now he has just lost a grandson, but he still has to deal with military affairs. My senior brother and I have only made a small contribution. Could it be that before leaving, we must not If you have to bother him to thank us personally, forget it.”

Hearing these words, Duan Mingyan was very moved: "We don't know each other until we fight each other. It's my honor to know you two. Your kindness will never be forgotten by the Duan family."

"That's an exaggeration. Keep in touch in the future and I'll ask my senior brother to send you a letter." Huang Feng said with a smile.

Duan Mingyan nodded immediately: "Okay."

Sun Xiufu: "???"

When they were about to leave, Li Motang and Xiao Nuan came over: "The general's papers are going to be delivered to the capital. It just so happens that I have to go back on the Zhatian Diao. The Zhatian Diao travels thousands of miles a day. I will take a detour to drop you off. It won't be a delay." , do you want to come together?”

Xiao Nuan actively persuaded: "Let's go together, it will be fun to sit on the big eagle."

Huang Feng smiled warmly: "Really? It's great that you have such understanding."

Xiao Nuan nodded: "Yes, yes."

Huang Feng stopped teasing her, and was a little tempted. If he went back a day earlier, the little enchantress would help him warm his bed a day earlier. How could he refuse such a temptation? "Okay, let's go together then."

Duan Shaopeng had no objection at all and was very happy when he learned that he had to take a detour to send Huang Feng to Fengping first.

Zhou Li cooperated in a play, and he was somewhat credited in finding the real murderer. At least he could go back to work with peace of mind, and Huang Feng was quite pleasing to the eye.

Although he was quite curious about the relationship between Li Motang and Huang Feng, he had been involved in officialdom for a long time and knew very well when to listen and when to ask questions, and when to ignore them.

A carving travels a thousand miles in just one hour.

The Zhou officials were protected by the prisoners, and the rest were monks who were not afraid of the cold wind and thin oxygen at high altitudes.

But he didn't expect that not long after setting off, the sky-covering eagle suddenly chirped, and Li Motang sensed it and rose with his sword.

Huang Feng looked into the distance and saw a three-foot jade sword under the clouds. There was a letter tied to the tail of the sword, which came with a bolt.

"Don't panic, it's Yuyuan Pavilion's Xinjian." After Li Motang finished speaking, he stepped forward and held the sword secret in his hand. The jade sword was immediately summoned, slowed down, and hung gracefully in front of her.

Li Motang took down the letter and had a strange expression after reading it.

"Something happened?" Huang Feng asked.

"No." Li Motang tossed the letter from Yuyuan Pavilion directly to him with a flick of his hand, "Read it yourself."

Huang Feng also knew that if she could throw it to him so casually, let alone the secret, it might not even be a big deal. Could it be that someone in the sect sent her a few jokes?

He looked down at the letter and was speechless.

The general idea is that one of the twelve immortal sects, Cangyun Mountain, the most outstanding disciple of this generation, Guan Taixu, has come out of seclusion and invited disciples from various sects to come and try the sword.

After Yuyuan Pavilion received the news, they notified Li Motang, but they didn't force it. They just wanted to go if they wanted.

When Huang Feng handed the letter back, Li Motang snorted disdainfully: "Only Cangyun Mountain can do such a thing."

Xiao Nuan nodded beside him: "That's right. I have to inform everyone when I leave seclusion, and I have to inform everyone when I go down the mountain to experience it. It seems that this person will definitely be able to push open the gate of heaven in the future."

Huang Feng also heard Xu Jingshan comment that the people in Cangyun Mountain were the most narcissistic. After hearing what Xiao Nuan said, he always felt that this sect was very good at marketing.

But they are all too weak, do they really need to be replenished?

He complained in his heart that Huang Feng was not interested in this matter at all, and then asked: "Are you planning to go?"

"I have this idea." Li Motang played with the jade sword and letter in her hand, and went out to relax in the capital. Although she solved the problem at Anyuguan, she didn't have many opportunities to take action.

If she really wanted to have a discussion with someone, of course she wanted to fight Huang Feng, but this guy was just like a loach, he was prevaricating in every possible way.

Now that someone has taken the initiative to invite him, and the people in Cangyun Mountain should be very resistant to fighting, he can take the opportunity to vent his anger.

Looking at Li Motang's expression, Huang Feng knew that her heart was moved, and he also knew that someone might be in trouble.