Feng Yi left Shangwang.

There was Qingyunmen and Tianyin Temple taking over the place together, so there was no more of him, and no less of him. Moreover, he was still traveling, so he set out again as expected.

Interestingly, before leaving, Feng Yi met two old friends. It turned out that they were two merchants whom they knew in Changjin Town - Qi Yuangui and Lu Ronghua. Lu Ronghua originally took a detour to Zhongmu, but when they met Qi Yuangui that day, they decided to go upstairs first.

Anyway, the best hope is to prosper, and the various chambers of commerce have strong purchasing power. No matter how much goods you have, as long as the quality is high, it can be easily eaten.

Lao Lu planned to leave this time, and he didn't have to take the detour of Changjin Town next time. He went directly from Hengshan Misty Valley to Zhongmu, and still walked on the familiar business road.

The two of them came to Shangwang and were shocked by the changes in Shangwang City. They were both afraid and grateful. Feng Yi met them at this time.

In the face of this disaster, Shangwang Commercial Bank was unable to operate in a short time, just because several directors of the Commercial Bank were injured in the disaster and were unlucky to die directly. When the two were hesitant, Feng Yi helped them sell the goods to Qingyunmen.

Although the supplies of the two caravans are not used throughout the city, they can solve the urgent problem.

After leaving Shangwang, Feng Yi had no place to go, so he walked around. However, although he was walking around, Feng Yi did not go all the way west, because he vaguely remembered that the "Changshengtang" of the Demon Cult was located in the swamp west of Yizhou.

With his current cultivation level, it is better to be more sober. Demon-elimination and delivery to the door are still different.

As mentioned in the previous article, when Feng Yi was on the mountain, he became familiar with Master Yan and Senior Brother Hou Che. When he showed that he was interested in refining weapons and making swords, both of the division commanders were extremely happy. Senior Brother Hou Che even took him to teach many skills in selecting swords, materials, and methods of calculating materials.

After years of hard work, Feng Yi gradually became accustomed to the habit. No matter what materials he saw, he would subconsciously judge and weigh them. If this thing was used on a sword, what could he do?

For example, recently.

Perhaps it was time to operate, Feng Yi recently found many high-quality materials - Yuanshan Cangyu, which is tough and hard, suitable for sword spine; Lingjiang Cangmu, suitable for sword hilt; Lapis lazuli, the best material for sword blades. The fairy sword "Mingquan" he is currently using is mainly lapis lazuli.

However, it is very regrettable that if he wanted to find the materials to make a sword by himself, these gains were far from enough.

The most important thing is that it is missing a main material, and it must be able to withstand the whole sword style.

But this is hard to come by.

One day.

The sky is great.

The scorching sun in Yizhou is scorching the earth, the leaves are tired and curly, and the insects are chirping among the trees, and the sound is hoarse, which makes the travelers anxious.

In front of the Old Mountain Temple, there was a tea stall selling some herbal tea for summer relief. It was crowded and the business was very good.

Because of his martial arts, Feng Yi likes inflammation. The burning and hot heat will not only not make him feel uncomfortable or tired, but instead feels as warm as soaking in a hot spring, and even his true energy is much more active.

However, when he saw the tea stall, he didn't mind drinking a cup of tea before leaving.

Tea stalls and wine shops like this often have a lot of news, and sometimes an inconspicuous small detail may cause great deviations.

For example, the lapis lazuli he took was chatting with others and mentioned strange images, which led him to investigate and gain this gain.

Feng Yi still dressed in a rustic and heroic manner.

He found a quiet seat, and a group of merchants left and left. As soon as he sat down, the tea stall mate came to entertain him immediately.

"Customer, what do you want to order?"

"If you have candied sweets, you can also serve some."

"Okay, please wait!" The guy cleaned up the table quickly and went to prepare tea and snacks. Soon, the snacks and tea were served.

Feng Yi poured himself a cup.

The tea is slightly bitter and sweet aftertaste, which is suitable for relieving the heat. The dessert is a little harder, and considering the recent hot weather, he generously forgives a little bad.

The tea stall is very lively.

People from all over the world gather together and talk about everything, some talk about family matters, some talk about the hardships of life, and some exaggerate and eye-catching.

Full of the vivid atmosphere of the world.

——So Feng Yi likes this rustic heroic costume. It allows himself to integrate into the world, hear the most real voices of ordinary people, and also reminds him to be modest and cautious, and to be based on reality. Do not be respected by others as "Immortal Master", and you will think that he is really "Immortal".

That's too arrogant.

The gate of the Shanshen Temple was dilapidated and collapsed. Feng Yi looked at the temple behind the tea stall and thoughts were full of thoughts.

Looking at its style and the remains of the remaining gates, it can be seen that the mountain temple in front of us was once wide.

However, for some reason, it was abandoned. In this world, there are many temples, people see all kinds of magic, suffer all kinds of suffering, and have no place to rely on their hearts.

The gods were imagined from this.

"Wow!"

"Oh my God, it's so accurate!"

"I recognize Wang Er. The old man said it so accurately, it was so stupid!"

——

A sudden noise woke Feng Yi up from his thoughts. This was not the first time he was in the upper house from that day to actively enter the formation base in order to break the evil formation and understand the principle of "Yin and Yang are born and Tai Chi chaos", he felt that his state of mind seemed to have made progress again.

After that, from time to time, he would fall into deep thoughts with an inexplicable moment.

Feng Yi followed the sound and looked over there.

I wasn't angry, I was just simply curious.

A few tables away, a group of merchants surrounded a table. On the table was a person. The man had white hair and beard, clear face, starry eyes, and a Taoist robe. He was full of immortality and Taoist robe, which attracted people's trust and admiration.

Next to the old man, there was a bamboo pole, and the bamboo pole was picked up with a cloth curtain and wrote a letter to "The Immortals Guide the Way".

On the other side of him was a little girl, very young but brave. Even if she was surrounded by a crowd, she licked the candied haws with ease.

The bright candied haws are one in the left hand and one in the right hand. They eat them bulgingly in their mouths and look very cute.

"Then, sir, how do you think I can crack this situation?"

The one who speaks is "Wang Er".

Wang Er was dressed delicately, and was obviously more affordable than the ones who were joking next to him. He didn't call him this name, but Xing Er, so he had this name.

The old man's eyes sank, as if he was displeased with the secret of heaven: "I'm going to help you point out the secrets. If you help you again, how can I deal with it? You must know that 'the reincarnation of heaven is unhappy', I don't want to cut off the law of heaven!"

The Wang Er panicked and said hurriedly: "If you can't speak out in a blunt way, you won't be willing to force it, and you won't dare to harm your practice--but please point out the clear path!"

The old man shook his head: "You are so obsessed with too much! I don't want to get involved with you too much, but you--! Alas, that's all, I made an exception today. It's just that I don't want to make cause and effect with you and point out the way for you, but you have to give back my money. Only by breaking the cause and effect can I help you without any worries!"

Wang Er was excited: "If I get the sir, I would like to repay you with a lot of money!"

The old man said angrily: "Do you think I covet your money?" Wang Er hurriedly said: "It was me who made a mistake, it was me who made a mistake!"

The old man sighed, "Idiot! Why do you need a lot of money? Ten taels are enough. No matter how much, it is another cause and effect. I only want to do it but cause and effect. How can I ask you for a little more?"

"Let's listen, the so-called clear road-"

Feng Yi smiled at the corner of his mouth.

One spoke lively, the other listened seriously, and the other was very admiring and intoxicated.

It's also interesting.

"The Immortals Guide the Way" The thin old man and the candied haws became a spirit. The combination of these two grandparents and grandchildren is very easy to recognize. He did not expect to see these two people in a remote village in Yizhou, which is also fate.

About a quarter of an hour.

The old man smiled bitterly, as if he had paid a huge price, and even his face turned pale. Wang Erze was sometimes pondering and sometimes suddenly realized, and finally got up and bowed: "Thank you, Mr., for your advice!"

The old man said with relief: "It is also your own high understanding, so you should have this opportunity!"

He stood up and said, "Since the fate is over, I will say goodbye first." Wang Er burst into tears: "Old sir, can't you really stay too much, so can I repay sir?"

"She is crazy!"

"If you have the fate, you will see you again!"

The tea stall members finally realized it, and quickly scattered, rushing to say so anxiously: "Old sir, don't leave, let's take a look at me too? I don't ask for a way forward, just be able to solve my doubts!"

"Old sir, I have ten taels of silver, so help me too!"

"Old immortal, you are as blessed as the East China Sea as long as the South Mountain. Just show me!"

......

On the mountain road.

Two figures, one high and one low, walked quickly.

"Grandpa, don't you feel heartbroken when you cheat others of money like this?"

"You stinky girl! Grandpa is working so hard, isn't it for you?"

"For me?" The low man blinked his big eyes, his face full of suspicion, but he was eating in his mouth and speaking slightly vaguely.

The taller one defended him again: "Besides, how did you know I was lying to him? His fortune has already begun. I can overcome the difficulties sooner or later. I am just following the flow and I can still strengthen my beliefs for him!"

"Oh~" the little girl frowned, held the candied haws, thought about it for a few breaths, and suddenly said, "I know, Grandpa, you are so bad!"

"You, you-Huh?"

The old man pointed at her and was so angry that he was trembling. However, when he saw someone standing by the road ahead, he was immediately shocked and hurriedly pulled the little girl and wanted to leave.

However, just now, the man behind him had approached and said loudly: "Sir, please stay!"

The old man paused for a moment and decided to turn around. In just a moment, he regained his previous immortal spirit and appearance as a foreigner.

"I don't know what this little friend calls me, what's the point of coming to find me?"

The person who came was Feng Yi.

He smiled and bowed, saying, "In Xia Fengyi, who is from Qingyun Sect, has not yet asked for advice-"

"Qingyun Gate?"
Chapter completed!