Above the sky.

Between the clouds and mists.

The amber of "Shenque" is pure and transparent, flying leisurely against the clouds. The invisible barrier blocked the nine heavenly winds, and only the light breeze penetrated, carrying a fresh air for a day brushing across the face.

The broad sword in front of him was like a black and white cute creature, lying on the spot and sleeping soundly.

When they parted, Biyao was reluctant to send Tao Ya away, so Feng Yiyun asked Tao Ya to meet her with Hu Qishan. But after Biyao thought about it, she sighed and refused. She said, "After the Death Swamp, the Ghost King Sect, the Wanpo Sect, is almost in power. If she stays in Hu Qishan, I have no time to take care of it, it will make me worry. Let her go back to Qingyun Mountain with you."

Feng Yi also said that he would take Tao Ya down the mountain to see her. Who would have thought Biyao was angry and made things difficult for him? He said that if he was really intent, it would be better to find another iron-eating beast to follow her.

Feng Yi could only smile helplessly.

Could it be that he didn't want to find the Iron-eating Beast and add a partner to Tao Ya? In fact, he has traveled all over the world in recent years. He has been to Yizhou several times intentionally or unintentionally, and has found many places in the Baili Bamboo Forest, but where have you seen the Iron-eating Beast?

Even Feng Yi was worried about Tao Ya for a time, afraid that she would be the last iron-eating beast in this world, what should he do?

Whenever I think about this, Feng Yi felt as if he touched the softness in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel tolerant towards this dumpling. - Well, even if there is no one in the same clan, so many people on Chaoyang Peak are caring for her, just like relatives? Don't be so strict on weekdays. Anyway, she has nothing wrong with being a little lazy.

Feng Yi couldn't help but smile, and reached out to Tuanzi's fluffy head.

Tuanzi seemed to have some sense of consciousness, closed his eyes and moved his head, and pulled his hand to the side with one claw.

Feng Yi quit his hand with a chuckle, looked straight at the sky light that was getting more and more prosperous in the distance, but his heart suddenly floated, recalling the situation not long ago. The nine-tailed Heavenly Fox Xiaobai is worthy of being a powerful figure who has lived for thousands of years. After the excitement of getting out of trouble, she calmed down and returned to her previous calm, sharp, wise and calm demeanor.

Remember Feng Yi's words "need to help" in Xuanhuo Hall, and then he asked him directly. She was an old fox who was used to the world. She didn't think that a big man like Feng Yi was willing to take risks to save him. It was just because of the friendship between the two parties.

Xiaobai's grudges are clear and he will not confuse him with Biyao. In her eyes, Feng Yi is Feng Yi, Biyao is Biyao. Moreover, she has the intention to be restrained by this kindness and just wants to repay the matter early.

In the original trajectory, Xiaobai looked at Gui Li with a different look. One was because Gui Li had no choice but to do anything, and the other was because Gui Li was the deputy leader of the Ghost King Sect at that time.

Xiaobai looked at the Ghost King Sect differently, which does not mean that he would also be the case with Qingyun Sect.

As a demon clan, he was imprisoned by the Burning Incense Valley for hundreds of years. Therefore, he is more inclined to make friends with such straightforward demon sect as the Ghost King Sect, and is unwilling to be fair. In fact, he is selfish and tricky and has never been able to transform his life.

Now he doesn’t hate Feng Yi, one of which comes from the kindness of helping him. But what really touched Xiaobai is Feng Yi’s feelings for Biyao and his “uniqueness, daring to love and hate”.

Xiaobai is a sentimental and rational person.

She will be deeply touched by the most beautiful friendship in the world and cannot extricate herself, but she will also live long enough and see many things in the world very clearly and thoroughly.

Therefore, when Feng Yi expressed her plans to her and hoped that she would introduce her to the power of the demon clan in the future, Xiaobai was surprised and said the first thing she said was "exciting". She did not think that anyone in the world could accomplish such a feat. For thousands of years, the world has always been like this, hasn't it come here too?

Feng Yi was not surprised by her answer, and was not even angry. He just replied indifferently, "Things are caused by humans."

His calm and determined attitude made Xiaobai feel insidious and hesitant. After pondering, he told Feng Yi the truth: "The vast land of China is vast, with countless demon clans in the mountains, mountains, rivers, lakes and seas. However, due to the limitations of race, habits, cultivation and other reasons, most demon clans walk alone, and even the same clans are difficult to compatible. If you think it is not easy to use the power of the demon clan like the human sect."

Xiaobai said it was "not easy", but Feng Yi looked at her expression and knew that the other party was polite.

Her original words should have been "unable"!

Feng Yi was silent for a moment, and his expression did not change. Instead, he calmly asked Xiaobai a question: "Senior, just imagine: If the two paths of righteousness and demons overcome all difficulties, work together to define the bottom line rules of the Jiuzhou cultivation world, and then pass through the world, but there is no demon clan involved in this, what situation will the demon clan face at that time?"

Xiaobai was slightly ecstatic at that time. After following Feng Yi's words, she felt a little cold sweat and was shocked! Because she thought that if she was really as Feng Yi said, as "outsiders", the demon clan would be mostly lonely and lonely, and she was afraid that she would be targeted by the human race that joined forces with each other immediately, and the situation would be difficult!

No, it’s not just a difficult situation. If it really reaches that point, the demon race may face a catastrophe!

But Xiaobai deserves to be the rare "Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox" in the world. After being shocked, she immediately woke up and responded with a sneer and pointedly: "What you said is nothing but speculations that have not happened. Not to mention your ambition, can you convince me just the three major sects of righteousness? Let's go further, let alone the Fenxiang Valley and Tianyin Temple, your Qingyun Sect is indeed the number one sect in the world, but you came from Chaoyang Peak, can you control the entire Qingyun Sect?"

Then Xiaobai felt that his words seemed to be too extreme. After a slight pause, his emotions calmed down. He smiled slightly while his beautiful eyes were flowing, and then said, "Of course, if this is what you need me to do for you, then I will remember it and take it to heart. When you need to know something, it does not depend on me to do this in the end. If things fail, don't blame me."

Feng Yi knew that Xiaobai's words were not false.

Because she just pointed out the reality that Feng Yi could not avoid no matter how hard she was, and she would not take her anger and blame him. Moreover, Xiaobai's words did not shake Feng Yi's thoughts, but that he knew how to deal with such a dilemma.

Facing the bright sunlight, Feng Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had fallen into his previous thoughts again, and said softly that he had not finished before: "If you want others to identify with yourself, there are only two ways - to convince others with reason and to convince others with strength!"

"The way Master Qingye suppresses contemporary cultivation is the guiding light for us!"

Time passes by, and it passes by like an arrow.

It was noon in a blink of an eye.

It took a long time to go down the mountain this time, and most of the dry food and stuff I prepared were used up. Seeing that there was a city between the mountains and rivers ahead, Feng Yi calmed down and descended in a secluded place near the city. He put away the fairy sword and walked into the city with Tao Ya.

Perhaps because he caught up with the market, Feng Yi entered the city, and saw people coming and going in the streets in the city. The street vendors were hawking, the pedestrians were noisy, and the children were yelling in an interesting way, which was very lively. Even though there were many chaos in the world that made people worry, there was also such a peaceful place.

Feng Yi's mood also calmed down with the usual breath of life in front of him, and he was strolling leisurely with a smile on his face.

Suddenly, the breeze blew, bringing a smell of food. Feng Yi looked forward and found that there was a stall owner who was setting up a stove and was baking meat patties that he had removed from his own skills. The strong meat aroma attracted many passers-by to ask for it.

As Feng Yidao practices diligence, eating and eating does not have to be as frequent as ordinary people.

However, Feng Yi smelled the simple aroma of meat pie and his index finger moved. After the two customers in front of him finished buying, he also walked to the stall. The owner of the meat pie wrapped in a cloth towel and had a fireworks on his face. He looked up and saw Feng Yi smiling quickly and said enthusiastically: "Young master is interested in meat pie in the stall?"

The stall owner looked young but had a lot of knowledge.

From Feng Yi's dress, free and easy manner, and the strange bear beast looking straight on his shoulder, you can also see that the other party's identity is extraordinary: "I dare not hide it from you. The meat patties in the stove are just kneaded with ordinary wheat noodles, but the meat used is fresh meat I bought, and the ingredients are sufficient. If the young master does not dislike it, I would like to ask the young master to taste it!"

Feng Yi smiled and said, "What are you trying? Just pack one for me."

The stall owner agreed, and quickly wrapped a meat pie for Feng Yi with clean hemp paper, and handed it respectfully. Feng Yi asked for the price and paid the bill first, and then took the meat pie. He held it in his hand and weighed it. He did use a lot of ingredients, and did not avoid the common etiquette. He picked up the meat pie and took a big bite.

The slightly burnt wheat noodles and cooked meat are not delicious, but they are considered to be good.

Feng Yi nodded with a smile and said to the stall owner: "The taste is pretty good." The stall owner immediately smiled and said politely: "It is really a small honor to be praised by noble people! Do you think the weight is enough? If you are not small enough, please use another portion. If you praise it, you will never ask you to pay!"

Feng Yi waved his hand casually and smiled and said, "No need, there is enough in his hand."

I turned around and wanted to leave, but suddenly I realized something and looked down with the flow.

I saw two simple-dressed children standing not far away, one older, about ten years old, and the other only looked four or five years old. The two children looked at Feng Yi's meat pie with a strong smell in his hands and couldn't help swallowing. Feng Yi was aware of it, and it seemed to them that the older children quickly turned their faces away, as if they were a little embarrassed. The smaller one could not stand the temptation, and still bit their fingers and looked straight at Feng Yi.

Feng Yi was funny and deliberately took a bite, which made the five-year-old child saliva so much that he greedily.

Although the two little guys were dressed more plainly, they were clean and tidy, not like hungry people all day long. They were just simple greedy, which belonged to the nature of a child. Feng Yi teased the little guy for a while, walked over, squatted down, and said to the somewhat panicked ten-year-old child: "Want to try this meat patty? If you want to, I'll treat you to it."

The five-year-old man subconsciously wanted to agree, but was pulled by the big one. He glanced at the meat pie and held back his greed and shook his head.

Feng Yi smiled and stood up, saying, "Meeting is also fate, I'll invite you to taste it." He came back to his senses and asked the stall owner to pack two meat pies and handed them to them: "Eat, you're welcome."

The ten-year-old child was probably infected by Feng Yi's smile. He put down his guard and immediately bowed and said, "Thank you, brother!" Feng Yi smiled and walked away. The older child then distributed the meat pie to the younger ones, and the two of them started to eat happily.

However, at this moment, other children on the street recognized them, and they all ran out from the side and looked at the two of them with jealousy. Among those, some of them were familiar with them on weekdays and some didn't know them at all. They gathered around seven or eight people in a short time.

The younger one was not aware of it, and hesitated to eat it; the older one was hesitant, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar companions, and then looking at the meat pie in their hands.

Feng Yi originally walked a distance, but saw this and stood there again.

While eating meat pies, he was curious about how the child would deal with it.

The child was a simple and honest person. He hesitated for a long time. Although he was extremely reluctant to leave, he finally made a decision and planned to share the meat pie with everyone. There were too many friends, seven or eight people a piece, and he was not strong enough, so he had more and less. In the end, he only had a small piece left in his hands.

After eating, although the big one was greedy, they were unwilling to compete for the meat pie in their hands.

Even if he was sensible, he didn't want it. However, among the few friends, there was a short child who had already given him more. Seeing that he hadn't, he took down a piece and gave it back and forth.

Feng Yi was so childish that he laughed from afar. After walking back a few steps, he called a group of children and said heroically: "Come on, everyone is here. It is rare that you are friendly to each other. I'll invite each of you to have a meat pie, okay?"

All the children's eyes were shiny, and they all said "good", and thanked them repeatedly under the leadership of the older children.

Feng Yi smiled and returned to the meat pie stall with them, and said to the stall owner: "Prepare a meat pie for every child, I'll pay!" The stall owner quickly wrapped the meat pie, and exclaimed: "Young Master, be sincere and kind!"

Feng Yi smiled but said nothing. When the stall owner prepared the meat pie, he touched the bones. It was quite regrettable that the little guys did not have any qualifications to practice Taoism. Even if he had the "Moral Transformation Art", it was difficult to break through the "Essence Realm". He had to give up regretfully.

Otherwise, if you meet a suitable person, Feng Yi will definitely indicate his identity and ask their family for their opinions and take it back to Qingyun Mountain.

After paying the money, Feng Yiyi left with a lot of laughter from the children.

This time, Feng Yi not only found the "Lihuo Spirit" who refined the sword and rescued the white fox of Xuanhuo Altar, but what made Feng Yi most satisfied was that he seized the holy objects of the mountain tribe from the lich!

With this thing in hand, he let go of his heart that had been hanging for the beast god. Although he didn't know what the final thing was going, at least he had the initiative, so he had the leisure to wander leisurely in the streets.

While walking, a group of people surrounded the street market ahead, and sharp sounds of breaking through the air came from inside, and the crowd around him burst into screams from time to time.

Feng Yi was curiously approaching and smiled. It turned out that those who were traveling around the world performed martial arts here.

Just as he was leaving, there was a commotion coming from beside him. Two black-clothed guards pushed aside and protected a young man in a strong warrior uniform and squeezed in. The young man was dressed in rich clothes and arrogant, and squeezed in and walked in and walked into the showman with a few glances, and sneered disdainfully: "Even the three-legged cat's hand gesture, can you dare to show off here?"

Feng Yi raised his eyebrows.

It’s not that he was displeased with the domineering attitude of this young playboy, but that he was not like a cruel and cruel person, but his evil spirit was as if he had substance. The darkness and blood in it made Feng Yi feel surprised. There was no need to think about it and know that something was wrong.
Chapter completed!