Another half month later, Shenglong Mountain was finally in sight.

After only a few glances from afar, Fang Junmei felt like her mind was taken away.

The shape of this mountain is very strange. It is not round and pointed, but like a long dragon plated there. The outline of the body is very clear. What is clearer is the top of the mountain. It is clearly a high dragon head shape, which has a bit of rising and rising, and it lives up to the name of Shenglong Mountain.

Fang Junmei even vaguely saw a light coming in and out of the huge dragon's mouth, and the scene was extraordinary.

I don’t know if it was naturally produced or was excavated the day after tomorrow.

Compared with Taoyuan Fairy Mountain, this mountain is less winding and continuous, but more majestic and unique. Just looking at the mountain, you can feel that monks who come out of this environment must develop a bit of arrogance and mentality.

Most of the whole mountain are green and green, and the plants are obviously lush than outside the mountain, which shows that the spiritual energy is extraordinary.

When I flew closer, the direction above the mountainside had become hazy, clouds and mist were shrouded in detail, and I knew without asking that it was the important place of Shenglong Mountain, and there must be powerful formations and prohibitions to guard it.

Below the mountainside, there are large areas of white jade palace pavilion-like existences, and there are suspended cable bridges connecting them. The magical project is not something that ordinary people can do. From the slightly mottled color, it seems that it has felt like it has been for many years.

Compared to the simplicity and simplicity of the Taoyuan Sword Sect, the Shenglong Pavilion obviously has too much thicker aura, and there is a long-standing flavor everywhere.

Fang Junmei's eyes widened and she nodded repeatedly.

The spiritual consciousness swept, found the mountain gate of Shenglong Pavilion, and flew over.

At the mountain gate, there are three big characters Shenglong Pavilion written on the high Baiyumen Tower, with vigorous and powerful fonts.

Without clouds and mist, the scene behind the mountain gate was clear at a glance but strangely blurry, as if the reflection in the water, shaking slightly with the waves.

It seemed as if he could enter the mountain gate as long as he rushed in, but according to Fang Junmei's estimate, if anyone really did this, the custodian would immediately fall into the attack of the formation restriction.

Under the gatehouse, two men in the late stage of the world, standing in a strong suit, expressionless, and arrogant between their eyebrows.

Seeing Fang Junmei coming from afar, the two of them glanced at him for a few glances and then withdrew their gaze.

"I've seen two fellow Taoists."

After landing, Fang Junmei bowed to the two of them.

The two nodded slightly.

One of them was taller and said lightly: "Who is fellow Taoist? Why are you here in my Shenglong Pavilion?"

Fang Junmei said, "I was entrusted by a fellow Taoist named Qiao Yuan of the Sect to bring a few things to his daughter Qiao Shaoyao. I wonder if this fellow Taoist can be in the sect. Please help me inform you."

When the two of them heard this, they exchanged glances, with a slightly strange look.

"Senior Sister Shaoyao is not in the sect. If fellow Taoist believes it, he will give us the things. When she comes back, I can transfer it to you."

Of course I can't believe it!

It was just the first time we met, why did you believe it?

Fang Junmei teased in her heart, it was not that he was too suspicious, but that it was related to the oath of the ancestors and did not dare to make any mistakes.

"Two fellow Taoists, please forgive me. Fellow Taoist Qiao Yuan once asked me to hand it over to Qiao Shaoyao in person, and had some private words to her, could you please tell me where she went, and is it the Feixue Shenzong?"

When the two heard this, they were slightly displeased and even more vigilantly looked at him.

But it was not a big secret to think about it. The tall man said, "No, Senior Sister Qiao and the Sect Master are going to pay homage to the Bingji Ancestor of Feixue Shenzong."

From this sentence alone, we know that Qiao Shaoyao's qualifications for practicing Taoism should be extraordinary, otherwise he would be qualified to be taken to meet the ancestor Bingji.

Fang Jun's eyebrows flashed with his eyes, recalling the faces of the group I had seen before, but they did not look like Qiao Yuan. I guess this woman looked like her mother.

"Thank you two."

Fang Junmei nodded and thanked her for leaving.

...

Although I was prepared, I couldn't help but feel depressed.

"This Bingji Ancestor will come back when he chooses to make me feel upset in my life..."

After whispering to himself, Fang Junmei began to ponder.

Now, he has two choices. One is to be here, waiting for Qiao Shaoyao to come back, and the other is to go directly to Feixue Shenzong to find the other party, and also see this Bingji Ancestor.

Thinking of the Bingji Ancestor, Fang Jun's eyebrows also moved.

Mr. Yan has missed it. If this Bingji Ancestor really preached, even if it was superficial, it might be of great help to him.

Thinking of this, his eyes flashed slightly, and Fang Junmei made up his mind to go to Feixue Shenzong to see it.

Leave as you say, turn around, and head north.

"Friends are so brave that they dare to even complain about the old ancestor Bingji..."

At this moment, a sound actually sounded in my mind, a powerful young man's voice, exuding a strong smell of drinking.

Fang Junmei felt aroused in her heart, and her spiritual sense quickly went out. Soon, in the sky facing the side, she saw a burly man in blue shirt standing on a monster with two black eagles, flying towards the north.

This man looks in his thirties, has a strong physique, a square face, dark skin, thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, and in his two black eyes, a wise splendor flashes. He is holding his hands, holding his head and chest up, and has a arrogant and domineering attitude.

The man in blue was now looking in his direction, with a stern look in his eyes.

"If you don't even dare to say a few complaints behind it, you're too brave. You'd better squat in the cave to practice, so don't go out."

Fang Junmei flew north and sent a message to the other party, his voice faintly.

"I'm so brave, aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?"

The man in the blue shirt drank again. This person had the state of mid-stage Taoist fertility, and it was not too arrogant to say this to Fang Junmei in the early stage of Taoist fertility.

Fang Junmei's eyes shivered slightly when she heard this.

Just think that the other party is a evil cultivator who deliberately seeks trouble and wants to kill people and rob people, he doesn't pay much attention and continues to move forward. If the other party really dares to take action, Fang Junmei doesn't mind killing another one.

The direction he went to was also in the north, and he did not deliberately change his route to avoid this person.

"Good boy, I'm pretty brave. Are you interested in going to Feixue Shensect with me? The scumbags along the way really annoyed me."

The man in blue shirt looked at Fang Junmei and suddenly grinned and said. After smiling, his face turned out to be particularly slutty, as if he was a tall human-shaped monkey, completely different from his arrogant and domineering temperament before.

Fang Junmei's heart skipped a beat when she saw it, and she felt an inexplicable bad feeling. She felt another living treasure and began to enter his life.

At this moment, Dao Lang, Yang Xiaoman, Lightning, and Song Shede were as if they were possessed by the man in the blue shirt.

After the man in blue clothes finished speaking, he activated the monster under his feet and flew towards Fang Junmei.

Fang Jun's eyebrows drooped, and sent a helpless voice to the other party, "How can you know, I am not a scumbag monk, be careful to be slaughtered by me!"

"Are you awesome?"

The man in the blue shirt had a gleam in his eyes when he heard this. He smiled meaningfully and said proudly: "There are not many monks in the early stage of the Meng Kingdom's Daoying period, and they are my opponents."

This person dared to take the initiative to invite Fang Junmei to accompany him. If it were not for his shallow experience in the world, he would be skilled and brave.

"Since you are so powerful, you must be very famous. How could those scumbags have no idea how to make you think about it?"

Fang Junmei asked with a very quick reaction.

"Ha ha--"

The man in blue shirt laughed and said, "From this sentence alone, I know that the fellow Taoist must not be a monk from Mongolia. Otherwise, if I were really famous, you would definitely recognize him and would not say these words."

This person reacted so quickly that Fang Junmei secretly praised him, which shows that although he was rough on the outside, he was very delicate on the inside.

After saying that, the man in blue shirt said, "Although I am good at strength, I am not very famous. Most of the time I spend in hard work. I didn't expect that there were so many people robbing families on the way to Feixue Shenzong, which made me so annoyed."

It looks like a headache.

When this passage was finished, the person had approached. He walked side by side with Fang Junmei, and an urgent aura surged over.

"In the blue iron shirt, a casual cultivator, don't know what friends call me?"

The man in blue shirt asked with his hands.

"…Fang Junmei is also a casual cultivator."

After a silence, Fang Junmei replied with a bow and said, "Daoist did he invite others so easily when he was traveling?"

Lan Tieshan laughed and raised her eyebrows, and said boldly: "If a fellow Taoist is interested one day and wants to attack me, even if he can really kill me, I will die without any shock. What I, Lan Tieshan, fear most in my life is that I live too dull and not exciting enough. But like those scumbags who are not capable, forget it, it will only dirty my hands and waste my time."

This man looked like he was afraid that the world would not be in chaos and wanted to find some fun to play. There was a light in his eyes, and his mouth was even bigger, revealing two rows of snow-white and neat teeth.

Such monks are rare, without any indifference, silence, and lofty appearance.

Fang Junmei nodded helplessly when she heard this.

Then let's go together.

The other party was not worried that he would take action. What would you dare not do if Fang Junmei, a person who had even killed an early-stage monk in the Dragon Gate?

...

After the two of them set out on the road, perhaps because they were really crowded and had no chance to meet a guy who had the idea of ​​them again.

As for the two, they may have their own guard against each other, but no one really attacked each other. Lan Tieshan is a chattering person, which relieves Fang Junmei's loneliness when she set out on the road alone.

As we head north, the temperature is getting colder and the environment is getting desolate. The footprints of mortals have gradually disappeared on the earth. The place where Feixue Shenzong is located is an extremely cold place, and mortals cannot survive at all.

As the destination gets closer, more and more monks in the sky are increasing.

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Chapter completed!