After dawn, the wind and snow eased a little, and they hurried on the road under the guidance of the sun.
On the road, I occasionally met merchants returning from Fenglinzhou, all of whom looked listless. After questioning, I learned that the Cangyu Gate is now heavily guarded, and people and goods entering and leaving Kunlun, especially people from the Central Plains, must be strictly checked. They were delayed for two days just by queuing, and everyone was exhausted.
Lan Chuanhan said: "It seems that the Cangyu Sect is not ignorant of their situation. I really can't think of how they plan to survive this crisis if they don't hand over the Feiling Envoy."
"Will the Cangyu Sect not let us in?" Xie Bian was a little worried. Although they were not members of the Immortal League, their intentions were not good for the Cangyu Sect.
"That has to stop us." Zhong Kui shook his flagon, "Oh, it's almost empty, we have to hurry up."
At noon, it was winter, and the sun's rays fell on the body, which did not make people warm at all, but when it fell on the snow, the reflected light seemed to have thorns, which made people almost unable to open their eyes. It also coincided with the cold wind blowing up, rolling up a vast expanse of white snow and mist, and even the people who were separated by a horse's body seemed to be separated by a thick curtain, and only the outline could be seen.
In the chaos, they simultaneously felt a spiritual pressure in front of them that could not be ignored.
"Who is it!" Fan Wuxi shouted alertly.
As the wind and snow gradually dissipated, a figure appeared in the midair. He was wearing a fence, and his face could not be seen clearly, but he was clearly a slender man.
"Mr. Yunzhong?" Lan Chuihan asked in surprise.
Is this person Yun Zhongjun, the elder brother of the Cangyu Sect? ! He is really as rumored, he looks like a fairy, but he never shows his true face to the world. Looking carefully, he was actually stepping on a piece of clear ice crystal.
Yun Zhongjun cupped his hands and said: "I am ordered by my master to come to welcome Tianshi, Mr. Lan and the two immortals of Wuchang to Fenglinzhou." His voice was like the gurgling water on a glacier, clear and cold, "Please follow me Yu Jian goes."
Yun Zhongjun led the way, and several people Yujian followed behind, flying further north against the icy wind and snow.
Breaking through the layers of snow and fog, a towering snow mountain suddenly appeared in the distance. The sight is boundless white, and there is only a blue lake, which is inlaid on the snow-capped mountains like gems. This picturesque and dreamlike fairyland makes people forget to breathe for a while. This is the location of the famous Kunlun Cangyu Gate - Fenglin Island.
"It's so beautiful. I'm used to seeing the mountains and rivers of the Central Plains. The scenery of this Snow Country is really unique." Xie Bian praised.
Lan Chuihan whispered: "Fenglin Island's terrain is so steep, easy to defend and difficult to attack, if the Immortal Alliance really fights against it, the distance, weather, and terrain are all the advantages of the Cangyu Sect."
"Well, Cangyu Gate's development and growth are inseparable from the place where it is located. If nothing else, just guarding the Shennong Cauldron is like guarding a golden mountain." Zhong Kui narrowed his eyes, "However, don't underestimate it. As for the ambition of Xianmeng, there is no sect or person who does not covet the Shennong Ding, and dare not speak out about the behavior of Cangyu Sect's geese who pluck their feathers. I don't know what will happen to Xu Xianzun's matter."
"It's true that there are many people in the Immortal League who want to take the opportunity to attack Cangyumen, but I believe at least Leader Li never wants to go to war with Cangyumen." Lan Chuihan frowned, "I don't want to either, this is exactly the purpose of my trip." Purpose."
As they flew closer, the magnificent palace built against the lake became more and more clear.
Fan Wuxi looked at the approaching Feng Linzhou, thoughtful.
He has been to Fenglin Island twice. The first time, I sneaked in under the identity of a traveler and wanted to investigate what happened when Zong Minghe took Zong Ziheng to Shennong Ding. Zong Ziheng disappeared for a while, and when he reappeared, he killed his father and father on the Bagua stage of Wuliangpai. Jun, conspired to usurp the throne. The second time, he was already the Demon Lord. Tangchi Fenglinzhou, a golden city that is easy to defend and difficult to attack in the eyes of the world, is like walking on the ground for Yin soldiers. He forced Qi Mengsheng to use the power of the Cangyumen to open the furnace for Shennongding. Qi Mengsheng would rather die than surrender. , if Xu Zhinan hadn't arrived and persuaded Qi Mengsheng to submit, there might be no Cangyu Sect now.
But he still doesn't know what happened back then that made Zong Ziheng, a hypocrite full of benevolence and morality, would rather be infamous for thousands of years than usurp the throne. Perhaps Zong Ziheng framed his two younger brothers one after another. There is only the throne, who cares about the infamy behind him.
However, those are not important anymore. He was going to come to Fenglinzhou again to take some things, but this trip was much earlier than he expected.
"Junior Brother, Junior Brother?" Xie Bian called twice, "It's time to land."
Fan Wuzhen turned his head to look, and Xie Bian's face once again made him briefly confused between memory and reality. He came back to his senses and fell down with several people.
The lake in front of you is as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the entire palace and the snow-capped mountains behind it, like two spaces that are wrongly divided into two, facing each other through the mirror. Everything in Fenglinzhou is so mysterious and dreamy.
"This way please."
When the disciples of the Cangyu Sect saw Jun Yunzhong, they bowed respectfully and called "big brother". Judging from their attitudes, this Jun Yunzhong was fearsome in the Cangyu Sect.
"Is Lord Yunzhong taking us to meet the immortal?" Zhong Kui asked.
"Return to Heavenly Master, my master cannot see guests for the time being."
Zhong Kui frowned, "Do you want to bring us to meet the two Fei Ling envoys?"
"My senior sister and junior sister are retreating to reflect on their mistakes, and it is inconvenient to see guests."
"What do you mean?" Zhong Kui pulled his face down.
Lan Chuihan hurriedly said: "Tianshi, let me ask." He walked to Yun Zhongjun and said seriously, "Brother Yun, you should know the purpose of our trip."
Yun Zhongjun said coldly: "Young Master Lan, my sect dare not neglect the Celestial Master, but it is really inconvenient for Master to see guests now, and I can't make the decision."
"Is it because she is hanging herself with the seven-star life extension lamp that she can't see the guests?" Fan Wuxi asked directly.
Yun Zhongjun turned his head to look at Fan Wushi, and despite being blocked by the fence, everyone could still feel his sharp gaze. People around him are accustomed to Fan Wuzhen's contempt, but in the eyes of outsiders, this is a big overstep.
It was rare for Xie Bian not to reprimand Fan Wuying. Although he and Xu Zhinan only met once, Xu Zhinan was highly respected and admired by others. What happened in Chunyang Sect made him have no good impression of Cangyumen.
Zhong Kui said coldly: "If the Immortal Venerable doesn't see me, I can only go to see her. I hope you forgive me if I offend you."
The threat of Chiguoguo raised the spiritual pressure in Jun Yunzhong's body, and he was silent for a moment: "Everyone will stay in Fenglinzhou for a while, and I will ask the immortal for instructions." After speaking, he made a request posture, take the lead in walking forward.
Xie Bian gave Zhong Kui a thumbs up, and said in a low voice, "As expected of Master, you were so majestic just now."
Zhong Kui grinned: "Really? Is it majestic?"
"Prestige, Master, if you drink less alcohol and meet people with such an aura, you will be able to keep your prestige forever."
"Hey." Zhong Kui said disdainfully, "I don't care about those flashy names."
Xie Bian made a serious face: "Then in the eyes of outsiders, you are an old drunkard, and you can't gain prestige."
"You son of a bitch dare to say that about your master." Zhong Kui made a gesture to slap him on the head.
Xie Bian flashed past easily, sighed, and looked at Zhong Kui with an expression of indignation.
His reprimand was full of concern, leaving no doubt that the pair of master and apprentice were actually as close as father and son.
Fan Wuxi looked at this gentle and lively Xie Bian, and suddenly thought, if they had a father like Zhong Kui in their previous life, history would be different, at least, his eldest brother would not become that hypocritical and cold-blooded person Emperor.
After the four of them were settled, Yun Zhongjun left first.
Lan Chuihan put down his luggage and planned to go to find Yun Zhongjun.
Zhong Kui stopped him: "Chui Han, I see that Yun Zhongjun doesn't look like you are very close."
Lan Chuihan smiled wryly: "We used to drink and compete with swords together before, and occasionally exchanged letters, but what happened this time, it is estimated that he was in a dilemma and he was also on guard against us, that's why he was so indifferent."
"When you go to him, you must be cautious in your words and deeds."
"Tianshi, please rest assured."
After Lan Chuihan left, Xie Bian said: "I heard that Yun Zhongjun is also an orphan picked up by Qi Mengsheng, and he belongs to the same generation as Yun Xiangyi, but Yun Xiangyi is a senior sister, and the two are not on the same level in cultivation. The Cangyu Sect is full of yin and yang, no matter how you look at it, it is impossible for Qi Mengsheng to pass the position of head to Lord Yunzhong."
"That's right, Chui Han was also interested in this, so he started with Jun Yunzhong first. I'm not interested in their sect's infighting, I just want to see Qi Mengsheng, as for the two girls..."
Xie Bian said: "Master, do you want to take them back?"
Zhong Kui shook his head: "We have intervened too much in the affairs of the world, and it is not in compliance with the rules. Let the Xianmeng solve this matter by itself."—
Xie Bian tidied up Zhong Kui's daily necessities, and originally wanted to go to Fengming Lake with Fan Wuxi, but the people from Cangyu Sect followed and monitored him back and forth, and it was very annoying, so he had to give up. After eating, they went back to their rooms to rest.
In the middle of the night, Fan Wuzhen changed into night clothes, quietly left the room, and sneaked all the way outside the palace.
There are guards patrolling Fengming Lake day and night, but this lake is so big that throwing a person into a corner where the moonlight cannot reach is like throwing a stone, and it hardly attracts any attention.
Fan Wuxi jumped into the lake after casting the spell, and swam to the center of the lake with all his strength.
On the other side, Jie Bian was sound asleep.
A slight tremor suddenly came from the calm Fengming Lake, and the sparkling water stirred up a full moon, causing an invisible spiritual force to spread around.
Jie Bian frowned tightly in his sleep, and uttered indistinct ravings. Consciousness intertwined in chaos, body falling in darkness.
Then, he suddenly "opened" his eyes.
Above the head is a clump of white gold tents, and the densely woven cloth is covered with beautiful flowers and flowers. It looks very expensive at first glance, and it is an exquisite material that he has never seen before. He struggled to sit up, the quilt slipped down to his waist, his body was tired and sore, which made him a little dizzy, he looked around, and found that he was in an extremely luxurious room, he looked down again, and saw his naked body The wound was actually covered with various traces of green and red.
His mind went blank.