Of course, the other two old men did not hesitate to be polite with Mr. Guan, and they also spoke and made promises.
Feng Jiu smiled upon seeing this, and said with a bow, "I am grateful for your kindness, and I remember your words. However, I have something to do, and I cannot stay here for long. Seniors, please leave, Deputy Dean Guan."
"Okay, okay, go ahead!" Old Guan smiled and waved his hand, fearing that if he stayed here any longer, the three men would use some means to snatch him away, so he let him go first.
Seeing this, Fengjiu did not hesitate and left immediately.
After the red figure disappeared from their sight, one of them slapped his thigh and shouted, "Ah! Look, we forgot the important matter! We let him go before we even asked him how he got into the Refining Forest!"
After hearing this, the others finally remembered it and sighed that they were so surprised by the advancement of the young man in red that they had forgotten about this matter. Now that everyone has left, it is useless to ask again.
Only the academy's old man, Guan, stroked his beard and stared at the direction where Fengjiu left thoughtfully, thinking to himself: Why do I feel like I was fooled by that boy? Will he really enter their Xingyun Academy
On the other side, Feng Jiu, who had already reached the mountain path, breathed a sigh of relief and smiled widely: "Fortunately, I escaped quickly, otherwise I really don't know how I would get out!"
She looked towards the mountain path, which seemed to have no end. Seeing this, she couldn't help but murmur, "Only when you enter the foundation-building stage can you fly a sword. Only when you have profound strength can you fly with a sword. Even though I have profound spiritual energy, I can't even fly with a sword right now. If I can get a flying magic weapon, I can use it as a means of transportation."
Therefore, she could only continue to walk forward, occasionally performing the Cloud Step to fly...
Until I saw a strange scene on the mountain road ahead.
A white horse that was as fat as a pig was walking backwards slowly. A man in blue clothes was riding on the horse. He kept clamping his legs against the horse's belly and holding the reins to talk to the fat horse.
"Old White, keep going! When we get to the town ahead, I can prepare a big meal for you, isn't that enough?"
"laugh!"
The horse turned its head and blew out two streams of air from its nose. Because of its turn of head, Fengjiu, who was walking behind, saw that it was not an ordinary horse, because there were two horns like young sprouts growing on its head.
"Old White, I'm telling you, if you continue to disobey me, I'm going to beat you up!"
The young man threatened with a stern face, took out a whip from his waist and pretended to swing it, however, his whip only made a noise in the air, and before it hit his mount, the horse kicked its hind legs and threw the young man off.
"ah!"
The young man panicked and tried to grab the horse's belly, but the force of the horse's swing was so great that he fell to the ground: "Hiss!"
"Old White! How dare you dump me? You, you just wait! When we get to town, I will definitely sell you out!" The young man stood up angrily, feeling a burning pain on his palms scratched by sand and stones.
Fengjiu couldn't help but laugh when she saw this scene. She walked forward and patted the horse's butt: "Such a fat horse, and it has learned to walk backwards? How strange."