Zhao Xiling, Xiao Ran.

The two extremely unfamiliar names made Zhang Yuan show a hint of solemnity.

People from Longmen seem to have a high mortality rate during this period.

What death did these two people encounter?

He looked at the task list and found that there was no prompt on the task list.

This means that the gantry has not been found.

Zhang Yuan's face was heavy and rushed towards Tongzhou City.

Half an hour later.

He returned to the stronghold of Xiaoyao Villa again, and as soon as he came back, he met Feng Li.

"Brother Zhang, you are finally back."

Feng Li sighed relieved when he saw Zhang Yuanping's return.

He was worried about Zhang Yuan and was about to go to the village to take a look.

"How are you there?"

Zhang Yuan asked.

"Go into the house to talk."

Feng Li said.

The two of them came to the study room and Feng Li closed the door.

"There were indeed evil spirits in that sword village, with extraordinary strength. I killed two of them. On the way, I met an old Taoist who killed all the remaining evil spirits for me."

Feng Li said.

Zhang Yuan instantly understood in his heart.

The old Taoist should be the old Taoist in the village.

"All the situation on my side has been solved, but all the people in the village have been killed."

Zhang Yuan said.

"Evil evil spirits harm the world, and they should be killed."

Feng Li's face looked ugly.

"By the way, have you seen the scroll of the gantry?"

Zhang Yuan asked.

"Look, two more people have fallen. I have a gut feeling that something big might happen."

Feng Li said in a low voice.

There were people who died one after another in the gantry, which was not normal no matter how you look at it.

"I also feel this way, like a storm is coming."

Zhang Yuan said.

There has been no prompt on the rank of Longmen's mission list now.

This means that most of the gantry has not been found.

Moreover, a few days ago, the twelve golden men were restless, and a large amount of spiritual energy and demonic energy had already leaked into the world. It would be a matter of time before the world was in chaos.

Feng Li nodded and said, "I'll go to Tianhantang to check it out later and ask them to send a letter to the headquarters to see if I can know anything."

"Okay, but go to the yamen first and ask them to deal with the aftermath, and try not to let people get closer to the Jianzhuang and village."

Zhang Yuan said.

Next, he stayed here for two more days, trying to get into Chunyang Boy's Kung Fu, but two days later, he still couldn't feel angry, which made him wonder.

It was not until now that he realized that the internal strength and mind method was so difficult to practice.

When he traveled through time, the Nine Yang Divine Art was brought on the merit panel, so he didn't want to practice it at all.

The other exercises I practiced later were also external exercises.

But now I finally got a masterpiece of internal skills, but I can't get started.

He finally remembered what his master said back then.

Internal power and mental methods are extremely rare. Even if one or two books appear, they are mostly fake.

He now doubted whether the little Taoist priest had made a fake for him.

At noon.

Zhang Yuan changed into new clothes, tied his hair, and wore a light green robe. He was tall and handsome. He was covered with thick scabbards wrapped in layers of bear skin behind him.

A few days ago, he had asked someone to make a pair of scabbards again.

It weighs more than fifty pounds, thick and deep. It is covered with sandalwood and is wrapped in layers of bear skin, like a huge guqin.

His blue shirt was fluttering, his hair was beautiful, and he stood at the door, feeling indescribable.

Feng Li went to Tianhan Hall again in the morning and came back only at noon.

As soon as I came back, I saw Zhang Yuan at the door, and my face was stunned and I quickly walked over.

"Brother Zhang, are you?"

"Brother Feng, I've been bothering you for many days. It's time to say goodbye."

Zhang Yuan smiled.

"You're leaving now?"

Feng Li said in a lost voice.

"Yes, the whole world will have a banquet, and we will meet again in the future."

Zhang Yuan smiled.

Feng Li stared at Zhang Yuan deeply with his eyes, with complex eyes. He had been having a good time with Zhang Yuan these days, but now that Zhang Yuan is leaving, he feels a sense of reluctance.

"Brother Zhang, the news from Tianhantang has been sent back, and the Longmen headquarters is also investigating it."

Feng Li said.

“I had expected it.”

Zhang Yuan smiled.

"You won't live for a few more days?"

Fengli swallowed and vomited.

"No, the world is so big, I'm going to look around."

Zhang Yuan smiled.

Feng Li showed a faint loss and nodded, "Okay, I'll give it to you."

He asked someone to arrange two horses and prepare another three thousand taels of silver notes.

"Brother Zhang, you should be able to accept these silver notes on the way."

Feng Li handed the silver notes to Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan did not refuse, "Thank you, Brother Feng."

The two drove their horses out of the city and sent them ten miles away. Zhang Yuan asked Feng Li to go back.

Feng Li watched quietly while still, until he could not see Zhang Yuan's figure, he drove his horse back to the city alone with a little reluctance.

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An autumn rain blew the fallen leaves.

Five days later, Zhang Yuan had already set foot on the Clippers heading to Jiangdong.

A heavy rain last night made the entire river surface full of cold air.

As boats traveled on the river, many tourists from the river had already put on long gowns.

On the vast river, there are endless waves and magnificent waves, with splashes of water surging upwards, and the breath is magnificent.

This is the third day of walking on the river.

Through Shuzhong, through Emei, and going east along the river, not far ahead, is the famous Jiangdong.

Jiangdong, also known as Jiangzuo.

There are two major families, the most famous, with a lasting fortune for thousands of years.

One is the Sun family in Jiangdong and the other is the Wang family in Jiangdong.

And there are even more numerous other thousand-year-old sects.
To be continued...