Chapter 566 Xifeng Mountain
The blue sky is thousands of miles away, and the only green car on the long and thin road is moving slowly. The heavy wheels run over the ice and snow, splashing snow mist, and the years are quiet.
Xu Yuan stretched lazily, leaned on the soft bed, opened the car window, and looked at both sides of the official road.
The distant mountains are like ink, and a Jingshui River divides the two banks. The magnificent mountains and rivers of the Central Plains hills suddenly come into view.
The scenery is beautiful, but the look in Xu Yuan's eyes is full of weariness.
It has been more than a month since I left Beijing. No matter how beautiful the scenery is, I will always get tired of it if I continue to look at it for a month or so.
The only thing that can comfort me is probably that the landscape outside has changed slightly over time.
When we first set off from Di'an, the mountains and rivers in late winter were all pure white. The falling snow throughout the winter almost dyed the entire world into a white waterfall. But today, the snow has all melted, and little bits of green gradually appeared. Within sight, it spread crazily at an extremely fast speed.
It’s another new year.
Blowing the breeze of early spring, the morning tea handed by Xiaobai, Xu Yuan glanced over the ink girl in the futon on the opposite direction.
Because it took too long to go.
Go to jail!
He should let Da Bingtuozi go directly to the West Desert to wait for him
I don’t know how long it took while thinking about these messy things, until the sun was high in the sky, and out of the corner of Xu Yuan’s eye, he caught a glimpse of a small black shadow under the distant blue sky, rushing towards the person who was sitting in the car.
This is very painful for Xu Yuan.
He should let Ran Qingmo wait for him directly in the desert after a while, while he should take Bai Muxi alone to the Feng family's ancestral land to get the token of the Feng family's treasure before meeting her there.
One person is dressed in pure white, and the other is dressed in jet black. It is pleasing to the eye at a glance. However, after staring for a long time, Xu Yuan still retracted his gaze, and his narrow eyes that turned into dead fish eyes unconsciously glanced back and forth on the boundless blue sky.
With this arrangement, one month of travel may pass by in a blink of an eye, instead of living like a year like now.
As for concentrating on studying magic?
Sure enough,
Finally a letter?
With a low murmur in his heart, Xu Yuan immediately sat up and stuck one hand out of the car window.
But the price of abstinence is boredom.
Since this month, Xu Yuan has had very few opportunities to talk to the two girls. The moment he heard these words, he immediately raised his eyes and smiled softly:
But to this day, he does regret it a little.
When the words fell, Bai Muxi keenly took in the ray of surprise in the young master's eyes, and felt inexplicably happy.
As his royal treasure hunter, Da Bingtuozi must be taken with him when he leaves Beijing this time. In order for her to travel with him, Xu Yuan even asked his father to come forward and run to Ran Jianli to lie to him.
Slowly opening the paper leaf, Xu Yuan was browsing, when a clear and quiet female voice suddenly came over:
Bai Muxi Zhen raised her hand slightly, and a wisp of five-color Tao Yun loomed. She tightened her hand, and the Tao Yun dissipated, and said softly:
Xu Yuan can't even find anyone to talk to now.
“Sir, is this a letter from the Blackscale Guard?”
After removing the paper flap between the claws, Xu Yuan casually threw the bird out of the carriage. It flapped its wings twice and flew into the blue sky in an instant.
After a month of journey, Xu Yuan already felt like there were ants crawling all over his body.
Da Bingtuozi’s ever-present scrolling disease seems to have infected Biluochun. The two girls now stay in the carriage every day to practice each other’s scrolls, as if they want to see who can break through Yuanchu first.
Because researching magic will consume source energy.
As expected, Bai Muxi, who had just made him morning tea, sat down on the futon next to Ran Qingmo without saying a word and continued to open the book.
This was probably the first time in Xu Yuan's previous life that he hated this long journey so much.
It should be the message sent to him by the Black Scale Guards branch in Xifeng Mountain.
From time to time, the black spots on the sky turned into a sparrow with a purple tail, and it landed on Xu Yuan's fingertips obediently. A rolled-up paper leaf was tied with a string to its small paws.
Xu Yuan rubbed his eyebrows and glanced at his side.
At the beginning of this trip, Xu Yuan occasionally took Bai Muxi for a walk in the mountains and forests, but gradually Ran Qingmo also became suspicious.
These two girls can practice, but he can’t.
Seeing this scene, Xu Yuanyou's mind was shaken.
A life of indulgence will make the threshold of desire continue to increase, and the pursuit of higher excitement will continue, while a life of abstinence will allow the next pleasure to reach its peak.
If you want to find the pursuit of the taste of Xiaobai, the carriage is too small to do it.
Before leaving, Xu Xinyao only created more than ten alien crystals for him to replenish the black energy in his body. If you use one, you will lose one. If you waste it blindly, if you encounter danger and the energy in your body is exhausted, it will be terrible. All we can do is wait for death.
Purple Dragon Bird, a top-grade monster, is a bird used by the Black Scale Guard for short-distance communication.
Travel?
“We have encountered a small bottleneck, and we should not be able to improve further in a short period of time.”
If Xu Yuan's physique wants to practice, he must use the formation at home to extract the origins of ghosts and ghosts, and the fourth sister has not yet developed a portable formation.
Xu Yuan wanted to do this, but he didn't dare.
“Yes, you don’t practice cultivation anymore?”
Later, after careful consideration, Xu Yuan did not continue to act like this.
She has indeed been practicing all this time, but she can clearly see the look on the young master's face that has gone from boredom to lovelessness.
Since that night, every time the young master came to look for her, his tricks that kept his body intact and were flashy gave her a little shock.
Thoughts inexplicably drifted to those nights. Shengxue's fair skin had a trace of undetectable blush, but it was immediately suppressed by Bai Muxi's luck.
She knew very well that her intimacy with the young master was her advantage, but it was also her disadvantage. After all, only those who cannot get it would know how to cherish it.
So the “playing” she did to the young master during the journey was all intentional on her part.
However, she has been careful to control this degree, because the young master is really smart, and he can see through most of her schemes at a glance.
The reason why I was able to succeed this time was mainly because cultivation was a serious matter, as well as the favor of the young master, and the protection of Mr. Ran.
When they were practicing, the young master would never bother them no matter how bored he was, and would even deliberately lower his presence to avoid affecting them.
With her thoughts at this point, her heart softened slightly. Bai Muxi stood up from the futon gently, walked to Xu Yuan and sat down next to him. She tilted her head slightly to breathe close to the young master. While looking at the paper, she asked softly:
"What's the message from the Blackscale Guards?"
Xu Yuan smelled the fragrance of the woman's hair, but he didn't hide anything. He handed the paper to Xiaobai and said:
“It’s all about the Feng family.”
Bai Muxi glanced briefly and asked softly:
“Is the Feng family in Xifeng Mountain a collateral line?”
Feeling the woman's exhalation like orchid at a close distance, Xu Yuan subconsciously stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Xiaobai's slender waist, but after taking a look at Da Bingtuozi, he temporarily endured it and said:
“The direct descendants of the Feng family are all in the Prime Minister’s Mansion, so naturally those here are collateral descendants.”
As he browsed, Bai Muxi's delicate bright eyes suddenly widened for a moment:
“The director of the Blackscale Guards’ branch in Xifeng Mountain is no more than a grandmaster, but a branch of the Feng family actually has a peak powerhouse from the beginning?”
As she said that, she gave Xu Yuan a strange look.
His eyes seemed to be asking why the Prime Minister's Office didn't pay some attention to such a powerful person in the Feng family.
Bai Muxi frowned and asked with some vigilance:
“But won’t this cause problems?”
“What’s the problem?”
Xu Yuanyan said with a smile: "Rebellion? Just the peak of the origin?"
Bai Muxi has a natural sensitivity to power:
“Sir, what I mean is that if this person breaks through the mortal world, will he follow the example of the Long family?”
Xiaobai is already regarded as Xu Yuan's concubine. Although he is far from qualified to enter the inner court, Xu Yuan did not hide some confidential documents of the prime minister's office from him.
Just like the remnants of the Long family will gather around Long Po, if a person from the side family breaks through the mortal world, will they become the second Long Po?
Xu Yuan shook his head and said in a nonchalant tone:
"Mu Xi, you need to change your thinking. Great Yan is different from your underground palace. It is not a place where the capable people live, but blood is supreme."
“That person also has the blood of the Feng family.”
"But he is a collateral lineage. There is a natural gap between the collateral lineage and the direct lineage. They are born as ministers, and they can only be ministers until they die."
Bai Muxi.
Compared to the Prime Minister's Office's supervision of the Long family veterans, the Prime Minister's Office has almost no supervision over the Feng family's branches.
First, because they are their relatives after all, and policies that are too high-pressure will cause unnecessary trouble.
The second reason is that they are only collateral lines.
As long as the head of the family, Feng Jiuxuan, does not die, the Feng family will be firmly bound to the Prime Minister's Mansion. Even if these side clans want to rebel, the veterans of the Feng family will not pay attention to them at all.
Even if Feng Jiuxuan dies, as long as one of him and Xu Changge changes his surname to Feng, or even if the fourth sister changes her surname to Feng, the inheritance rights of the Feng family will not fall into the hands of the collateral clan.
This is the rule and cohesion rooted in the blood of a thousand-year-old family.
Xu Yuan reached out and took the paper from her fingertips, flicked it with his fingers, and said with a low smile:
"Actually, instead of worrying about the half-dead old immortal from the side branch who has broken through and transformed into the mortal world, it is better to worry about the two geniuses that have emerged from the side branch of the Feng family in recent years. One is an eighteen-year-old breakthrough grandmaster, and the other is a fifteen-year-old Fusion seems to have understood Tao Yun. If they grow up in the future, they may be able to threaten me. "
Hearing this, Bai Muxi's bright eyes instantly flashed with murderous intent.
Ran Qingmo over there suddenly dispersed his skills, opened his eyes, and stared at Xu Yuan without blinking.
Neither of the two women spoke, but they seemed to have spoken.
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The atmosphere is a little weird.
After a moment of silence, Xu Yuan rolled his eyes speechlessly.
Xu Yuan has experienced the banditry of Little Green Tea before. He opened his mouth to kidnap Mu Zhiyun, but why did his big ice lump become a bandit?
It must have been the green tea that spoiled his big ice cube.
Xu Yuan gently exhaled a breath, and said with a smile:
"Don't be so nervous. Most of the people on the side branch were purged by my grandfather. Although my father did marginalize the side branch of the Feng family due to various considerations, they are still members of the Feng family and are on the side of the Feng family. On our side, if the two collateral geniuses can really gain momentum, wouldn’t it be enough to give them some equal power?”
Only young people can be rebellious blindly, while adults know how to compromise.
Because of Feng Jiuxuan and Feng Qian'er, the Feng family was naturally placed in the camp of the Prime Minister's Office. As long as the senior officials of the Prime Minister's Office were not pedantic and clung to power, who among the geniuses from the Feng family would be willing to risk being suspected? Take refuge elsewhere?
Hearing Xu Yuan's words, Ran Qingmo silently closed her eyes and started her King Juan practice again.
Bai Muxi suggested in a low voice:
“Sir, when we go to the Xifeng Mountains, do we want to test the virtues of those two geniuses?”
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Xu Yuan’s eyes twitched slightly.
Why examine virtue?
For the sake of certainty, of course.
Those who have talent will inquire deeply. Those who can be used by me will be kept, and those who cannot be will not be kept.
He found that this green tea yogurt was becoming more and more villainous.
However, after thinking about it, Bai Muxi's suggestion actually makes some sense.
After all, the Feng family basically exists in name only. No one knows what kind of political propaganda the collateral branch is carrying out in private, and whether they have any resentment towards the Prime Minister's Office.
And counting the time, the time when the Prime Minister's Office collapsed in "Cang Yuan" seems to coincide with the timeline when those two geniuses may have grown up.
It's always better to be careful.
Thinking of this, Xu Yuan thought for a moment and nodded:
"There is no need to deliberately contact them. Professional matters should be left to professional black scale guards. However, if you happen to encounter them, you might as well give it a try."
After two days’ drive, the wilderness scenery gradually faded away and was replaced by a majestic mountain range stretching for thousands of miles.
The ancestral land of the Feng family, Xifeng Mountain, has arrived.
This visit was not a formal visit, so before entering the mountain, Xu Yuan and the others hid the carriage in a mountain forest and activated the simple formation on it to hide it to prevent the monsters in the mountain from eating the horse. .
After making all preparations, the group of three people concealed their presence and sneaked into the vast forest in front of them.
There are two ancestral halls of the Feng family.
One was newly built more than three hundred years ago in the gathering place of the Feng family, while the other is hidden in the Xifeng Mountains. Only the family heads of each generation know its location.
Of course, there is no need for Da Bingtuozi, the treasure hunter, to go out this time, because Xu Yuan is carrying a map found at home. After all, he can be regarded as an out-and-out heir of the Feng family.
The Xifeng Mountains is a treasure place.
The red clouds linger all year round, filling the air with fairy spirit. Whenever the sun sets, the afterglow of the setting sun falls on the forest, and it is like a bright phoenix sinking in the red clouds, which is magnificent and magnificent.
After entering the night, the entire Xifeng Mountain Range will be shrouded in a layer of thick fog that hinders spiritual perception. The towering main peak is hidden in it, like a giant phoenix rising from the sky and crawling on the ground.
The sun rises and sets again and again for three days.
Xu Yuan and the other three relied on the slightly rough map to approach the location of the Feng Family Ancestral Hall.
The lit bonfire illuminated the surrounding white mist, and the surrounding towering dense forests were shadowy. Sitting in front of the bonfire with Bai Muxi, Xu Yuan fiddled with the seasoning bottles in his hands with familiar movements, and his staple food was the delicacies and game he encountered during the day.
Apply sauce, put on iron thorns, and place it on the campfire, with the barbecue fat dripping.
While spinning the iron thorn in his hand, Xu Yuan asked Xiaobai softly:
“Ran Qingmo should be back soon, right?”
Bai Muxi sat cross-legged aside, glanced around, and replied softly:
"This thick fog hinders spiritual perception, and I have never sensed Mr. Ran."
Xu Yuan smiled softly when he heard the words:
“I haven’t come back so late. It seems like I got a big harvest today. Yesterday I found a broken source crystal and a low-level fire-based skill. I wonder what I can find today.”
Although there is no need to go to Da Bing Tuozi to find the ancestral temple, it is obvious that there are other good things left by the Feng family's ancestors hidden in the Feng family's ancestral land, so Xu Yuan asked the treasure hunter to go out and try her luck.
If it is found, it can be regarded as returned to its original owner.
Just as Xu Yuan was thinking about it, Bai Muxi suddenly raised his eyes and looked in a direction deep in the dense forest, and said:
“Sir, someone seems to be coming over there.”
(End of this chapter)