In the cold winter, the climate in southern Sichuan is humid and warm.

"Please wear your seat belts, the plane is about to land..."

In the eyes of Chinese and the whole world, southern Sichuan seems to be separated by a mysterious veil.

The tourist capital, the Nanguo Lantern City, the Millennium Wine Capital, the Begonia Fragrance Country, the Leshan Giant Buddha and other world-famous titles are all in southern Sichuan.

After flying for about two hours, Zhou Yang finally arrived at the southern Sichuan Airport.

Breathing the wetter air than Nanzhou, Zhou Yang did not think too much about admiring the different southern country. Before, on the plane, he actually slept for the first time.

Since his cultivation, Zhou Yang, who has almost never really slept, no matter how tired he is, he can recover by practicing. However, this time, he still couldn't resist the intense fatigue coming from his spiritual consciousness.

He stopped a taxi and handed over the address provided by the stall owner to the driver.

Perhaps the address was too remote, and the driver searched on the navigation for a long time before finding it.

"Oh, little brother, this place is far away. If I take you over, I won't be able to come back today." The driver said reluctantly with a Kawasaki accent.

The most important thing is that the address provided by Zhou Yang is not in the city, and is even very far from the suburbs. It is in the mountains, so you don’t want to carry guests on the way back.

"Let's do this, Master, I'll calculate it for you for 2,000 yuan a day. I'll get your car. You'll have to take me back to the airport at that time." Zhou Yang said generously after thinking for a moment. He is not concerned about money now.

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"Okay." The driver quickly agreed when he heard this. Two thousand yuan, the cost of removing fuel and tolls and other miscellaneous expenses can be left. Even if he keeps carrying passengers in the city, it is difficult to make so much money.

Zhou Yang first took out two thousand yuan in cash and handed it to the other party, and the car started to the destination.

It is said that taxi drivers in Beijing are very good at talking, and the masters in southern Sichuan are not inferior. Along the way, they can nag each other without caring about Zhou Yang or not.

"Little brother, I think you're here in Sichuan for the first time?"

"You are really different from ordinary young people. People like to play in Dinis, film and television cities, but you like to go to the mountains to see the scenery." The driver thought Zhou Yang was out for a trip.

"But when it comes to seeing the scenery, you really have chosen the right place. Only by going to the deep mountains can you see the most primitive appearance of Sichuan Province, but you should come in spring and autumn..."

"Little brother, I tell you, if you see the scenery, you must not miss it..."

The driver talked endlessly, and Zhou Yang occasionally answered a few words. His mind is now full of the recipe of Yishou Dan, so he has no leisure and elegant attention to the tourist attractions.

"There is a Qingcheng Mountain here in Chuanzhou. I even filmed a mythological drama decades ago. You people of your generation should have watched less. At the foot of Qingcheng Mountain~ Bai Suzhen~.... I have been practicing this body for thousands of years in the cave..." The driver said

He started to hum as he said that.

"Hmm? Bai Suzhen? No, Qingcheng Mountain?" The driver inadvertently woke up Zhou Yang who was thinking.

Zhou Yang couldn't help but think of the magical "key" he got from Hiroshu Asai in the battle of Xixia Mountain. There was a place on it that was Qingcheng Mountain.

If the guess is good, there is also a world in Qingcheng Mountain that is the same as Xixia Mountain!

But there are more important things to do in front of you, so Qingcheng Mountain can only be temporarily released. Moreover, the noise caused by Xixia Mountain was very big. If you really want to enter the world of Qingcheng Mountain, you still need to consider it.

Time always passes quickly while thinking. Before we know it, the car gradually moved away from the bustling area and drove onto the rugged mountain road.

During the bumpy journey, the driver couldn't help but complain a few times. Perhaps because of the climate, the itinerary was less than 300 kilometers, and the road was sunny and rainy.

This makes several sections of the already rugged mountain road more muddy.

Finally, when the moon was about to get on, the driver drove to the place Zhou Yang mentioned.

This is a small town hidden in the mountains. It is also possible to call it a small town or a village.

Because standing at a slightly higher place, you can see all the appearance of the town at a glance, it is simple and unpretentious, at most, with a hundred families, and the starry lights interspersed among the houses in the town.

Only the wire that occasionally extends here from the mountains shows that it is not really isolated from the world.

Simple houses, simple roads, simple shops...

But all these simple things that are far from the noise and are refreshing together can make people feel refreshed.

"Well, it's not bad, little brother, you are quite good at finding places. I want me to say that it's best to come here for relaxation." The driver held a cigarette in his mouth. Even though he saw the scenery of Chuanzhou for too many times, he saw it in front of him.

This town can't help but exclaim.

After Zhou Yang's upset mood came here, he suddenly relaxed a little and took a deep breath of the air after the rain in the mountains. It was fresh and sweet, even more intense than the spiritual energy of the mountain villa where he lives now.

Afterwards, Zhou Yang arranged for the taxi driver to stay in the only hotel in the town and walked into the town alone.

"I'm here, where are you?" Zhou Yang called the stall owner again, and asked directly.

"I'll come here right away." The voice on the other end of the phone was very low, and then I hung up the phone.

In less than a minute, under the dim street lights, a figure gradually jogged and approached when Zhou Yang was standing.

"Are you a hero?" The young stall owner seemed to be unable to believe Zhou Yang's age and said in confusion, because Zhou Yang did not show his true face before.

"It's me, where's the thing?" As early as in the black market, Zhou Yang used his spiritual sense to see the real appearance of the stall owner. His age was similar to his own, but his appearance was very ordinary. He belonged to the kind of person who was stuck in the crowd, which was difficult to make people feel like he was.

Which kind of sight is on the side.

At this time, Zhou Yang didn't say much and went straight to the point.

"Please follow me at my house." Hearing the familiar voice, the stall owner didn't talk nonsense and led the way directly in front of him.

"Hero, my name is Yue Feng, Yue Fei's Yue, Shanfeng, what about you." Yue Feng turned his head and walked in front and said, seeing that Zhou Yang was a peer, he was not restrained, and his honest smile showed a pair of white teeth.

"My name is Zhou Yang." Because of his concern, Zhou Yang simply replied, "He is just trying to get the blood and qi worms as soon as possible."

Yue Feng saw that Zhou Yang was absent-minded and didn't say anything behind him.

It’s not far away, and you will find Yue Feng’s home in a few turns. Compared with the simple houses in the town, Yue Feng’s home looks even more simple.

They were three houses made of wooden boards, and the dim yellow light inside the house was revealed through the cracks of the door.

As soon as I got closer, a strong herbal smell came to my nose.

"Cry!" Yue Feng opened the door, and the medicinal smell became stronger.

Zhou Yang couldn't help but twitch his nose and frowned slightly. It was not because he hated the smell of medicine, but because he smelled the smell of alcohol in the house in addition to the smell of herbs.
Chapter completed!