Starting from Lantian City, the caravans of the Chang'an Chamber of Commerce will continue to go southeast, along Yongzhou Avenue, and head to the capital of Yongzhou, Fengxiang, Yongdu. Pan Long and Han Feng will go south from then on, and walk along Yongyi Avenue until they cross Zhongnan Mountain and arrive in Yizhou.

In other words, they are going to separate here.

Zhao Lin also wanted to separate from them. Pan Shou's eldest disciple, Pan Lei's second junior brother, would take Pan Ying's ashes to Fengxiang City with the Chang'an Chamber of Commerce, and then continue to the southeast from Fengxiang City until he arrived at the Pan family's branch in the Central Plains.

The ancestors of the Pan family were well aware of the principle of "not putting eggs in the same basket" and established several branches in the world. Among these branches, the Central Plains branches were hubs, not only with the large population, but also had good friends with each branch. Pan Shou returned to the countryside in the past, but went to the Central Plains branches to live in seclusion.

As a former patriarch and a rare innate master, his prestige is naturally extremely high. Therefore, he can bring a group of disciples and juniors to the north every year.

There are very few cases of unfortunate deaths like Pan Ying on the road, but there are still some. What should I do, there are naturally plans for it.

Before leaving, Zhao Lin was very reluctant and worried. He repeatedly told Pan Long and Han Feng to be careful in everything, never cause trouble, and avoid dangers in time... and so on for a long time.

But after he said so much, it was useless to Han Feng.

The caravan of the Chang'an Chamber of Commerce had just walked away when Han Feng jumped up happily and shouted: "Free! Long live freedom!"

Pan Long looked at his cheering look and could only shake his head secretly.

(This is simply a husky that has been rid of its reins! I don’t know if I can control this kid…)

After seeing off Zhao Lin, Han Feng immediately pulled Pan Long to continue to see the scenery. They had already visited the Zhaixing Tower where immortals had stopped and Qingfeng Bookstore, which had a history of even a longer than that of the Daxia Dynasty. They also ate the famous "Lantian Gray Water Surface". The next plan was to go to the ruins of Yushan to see if they could find traces of immortals.

Pan Long naturally doesn't care. Although the ruins of Yushan are a bit far away, he travels thousands of miles away when he goes out, and it's the same wherever he goes.

After getting ready for my luggage, I walked southwest from Lantian City. After walking for a long time, I saw a piece of missing from the mountain ahead.

The mountain is quite steep, with a beautiful mountain and a beautiful scenery. But strangely, there is a short section between the peaks. The peak in the middle clearly exists from the foot of the mountain, but it disappears without a trace from the middle of the mountain.

Han Feng pointed to the half-broken mountain and said excitedly: "This is the ruins of Yushan. According to legend, when the immortals lived here, the peak was made of white jade from the middle of the mountain. Although the immortals have left with Yushan now, the power they left is still there, and the rocks and swords and axes at the broken peaks are hard to be damaged - I want to go and test them in practice!"

Only then did Pan Long understand why he specially bought a hammer and a chisel in Lantian City.

(This kid is really talented! No, just now, in the blacksmith shop, I saw a lot of hammers and chisels. When he wanted to buy these two things, the blacksmith also looked like he understood instantly... Could it be that there are actually many naughty kids like him?)

Imagine that thousands of Han Fengs wandered around the world, Pan Long needed to spend a lot of effort to resist the twitching corners of his mouth.

Should we say "Chicken, you are so beautiful" or "they are everywhere"?

Anyway, it will definitely not be "all kinds of people compete for freedom in the frost sky" - no matter what kind of Korean style, they are essentially Husky, no difference, they are the same kind.

The two of them have good martial arts skills. Even though the mountain is steep, they can climb up slowly. Although the speed is very slow, when the sun is about to set, they finally climb to the top of the mountain - or halfway up the mountain.

As soon as they came up, they found that there was actually someone living here.

Several tents were distributed on this large platform cut off from the mountain. Several people were sitting or lying on the ground. Some were practicing internal skills, some were studying something, and some seemed to be just sleeping.

"What are they doing?" Han Feng asked in confusion.

Pan Long didn't know, he really couldn't understand why anyone chose to live here.

The wind is quite strong here, and it is difficult to get up and down, and it is still a little far from Lantian City. Whether it is transporting supplies or having a headache or fever to go to the doctor, it is very inconvenient.

Han Feng would climb up to see what happened, which made him feel that "this guy is so bored". These people actually chose to live here, which is no longer a problem that the word "boring" can describe.

(Can they be some illegal sect? Or some crazy people with brain problems?)

Thinking of this, Pan Long couldn't help but be a little alert.

At this moment, a fat young man came over and asked, "Are you here to find the fate of immortality?"

Pan Long and Han Feng looked at each other.

"Immortality? Didn't the immortal leave long ago?" Han Feng asked.

The fat man replied: "Although the immortals have left, they have lived here once. Maybe they will come back and have a look at each other at any time. We are stationed here. If we come back, wouldn't we take the opportunity to become a disciple?"

Pan Long laughed dryly, nodded, indicating that he understood.

Han Feng asked curiously: "Has anyone succeeded?"

"It is said that thirty years ago, two people were taken by passing immortals and taken to be disciples." The fat man sighed, "I was not lucky. I have been waiting here for five or six years, but I haven't waited for the opportunity."

Han Feng didn't ask anything else and said to Pan Long with his eyes: Brother Long, I think they have a problem with their brains.

Pan Long: Coincidentally, I think so too.

Han Feng: Why don’t we go? Stupidity is said to be contagious.

Pan Long: You brought the hammer and the chisel, don’t you try it?

Han Feng nodded, took out the hammer and chisel, ran to the farthest place from those people, pressed the chisel against the ground, and knocked it down with the hammer.

With a "ding" sound, sparks flew everywhere.

Looking at the chiseled ground, the rocks were still exactly the same as before, and there was no trace.

"It's really hard to hurt the sword and the axe!" Han Feng said excitedly, "I'll try again!"

He turned for a while and found a place with a very small crack on the ground. He tried hard to press the tip of the chisel against the crack, swung the hammer hard, and smashed it hard.

With another "ding", the chisel bounced off the side, and the crack did not change at all, and even the smallest edges and corners fell a little.

"There are two more ignorant mediocre people!" A sneer came from afar, "Don't waste your energy! This Jade Mountain is a legacy of immortals. Not to mention ignorant boys like you, even innate masters can't do anything to them!"

Han Feng immediately turned his head to retort: ​​"Where is the real master?"

"Swish!" A sneer came from the other side, "Are you a real master? What does it have to do with your real master? If you have the ability, just become an immortal and come over!"

Han Feng was furious and was about to go over to cause trouble, but Pan Long grabbed him.

"Forget it, what's the point of arguing with a group of guys who don't practice hard and think about being taken away by immortals all day long?" He said, "Those who do will always succeed, and those who walk will always arrive. After ten or twenty years, we become great masters they need to look up to, and it's time to come back and laugh at them."

There were disdainful laughter and all kinds of cold and sarcasm.

Pan Long didn't care at all, so he took Han Feng to a place far away from those people and set up a tent.

They brought enough supplies and stayed in the wild for ten or eight days without any problem. The only difficulty was that there was no firewood here to make fire, which was a bit inconvenient.

But this was not a problem for Pan Long. He held the kettle in his palm and ran his internal force for a moment. The cold water in the kettle turned into warm water. After the dry food was prepared in the same way, the warm water and hot dry food were added to a good dinner.

Although the mountain is cold, it is not very uncomfortable to have a tent covering the night wind and use thick fur to cushion under the body.

It’s just that in such an environment, you can’t practice martial arts.

Practicing martial arts will make you sweat. You cannot dry your body after sweating. If you suffer from coldness, you will easily get sick.

Han Feng was obviously very annoyed. Even after falling asleep, he would murmur in his dreams, "Are you scared now?" Pan Long guessed that he had probably dreamed that he had become an immortal and came back to mock these people.

"This guy, I can't forget all the trivial things..."

He smiled and shook his head, but he didn't sleep.

Rest assured, Han Feng is a reliable friend who can entrust his life, but the origin of those seekers on the mountain is unknown and doubtful.

In such a night, someone must be vigilant. Otherwise, if they are attacked by those people, it will be bad.

As he thought, in the middle of the night, he suddenly heard footsteps gradually approaching from a distance.

What surprised him was that there was more than one footsteps.

(One, two, three, four... there are actually six people?! I saw it during the day. There are only seven tents here. Even if there are two people in one tent, there are only fourteen - not to mention that there may be only one person in some tents. So many people come at once, and they seem to be in the same group!)

He frowned, and murderous aura gradually appeared in his eyes.

If only one person came, he might just say hello or make trouble. But there were so many people coming at once, and there would be no other possibility except for night attacks and killing people!

He wanted to wake up Han Feng, but found that the tent was pitch black at the moment. Even if he woke up the boy, he couldn't explain anything. Instead, he might make noise and startle the enemy. He could only sigh secretly.

(Forget it, I'll go there alone. When the fight starts, he will wake up naturally.)

So he quietly approached the edge of the tent and squatted nearest to the people.

After a while, the steps of those people were getting closer and closer, but suddenly stopped.

(They are going to take action!)

It was a time to say that, and then Pan Long lifted up the tent first and rushed out.

Under the moonlight, I saw six "Immortal Seekers" who looked kind during the day, with ferocious faces at this moment, not only wearing long and short weapons, but also having a short crossbow on their tents.

When they saw Pan Long come out, they were slightly stunned and were about to pull off the crossbow.

But Pan Long, who had been prepared for a long time, moved faster than them.

When he swung his right hand over his waist, he blew out the night, and whistled away with the sharp sound of the wind.

At this distance, the flying knife is faster and more accurate than the crossbow!
Chapter completed!