Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1616 Ice Crack
"Really, my mother, she..."

After hearing Murong Feilan's words, Ji Qingyuan's eyes were slightly startled.

He didn't know that there was such a past between his mother and the mountain ghost.

Chen Zihan was also fascinated, but he was fascinated by another kind of shock.

He murmured.

"Wind magic... can also fight?"

"As long as they are practitioners, of course they can be of great use on the battlefield," Murong Feilan laughed, but the next moment he looked at the snow-capped mountains in the distance, a trace of respect appeared in his eyes.

"However, Master Guoshi is special."

If it is said that other cultivators can replace each other in the same realm, only the mountain ghost has reached a realm that the wind magicians have never reached.

Observe everything with the wind method, and communicate with each other thousands of miles away.

What the mountain ghost can do, other practitioners cannot.

"It's a pity that there is no second wind magician like Lord Shangui in this world," Murong Feilan sighed.

This time the high-level ceremony, the reason why his father agreed to allow him to monitor it was not only to express Hou Liao's emphasis on the high-level ceremony, but also because he was worried about the safety of the mountain ghost.

For the current Hou Liao, the mountain ghost is too important.

A few years ago, many courtiers in the court expressed their dissatisfaction with the mountain ghost as the national teacher on the grounds that they could entrust the fate of the country to a person who never showed up. Hou Liao's dependence on mountain ghosts has also increased.

Ji Qingyuan frowned when he heard the words, "Sir Shangui, didn't he ever think about accepting an apprentice?"

For example, Li Ji is to Dongfang Yi, Ji Jiashu is to Ji Mo, no matter whether they are masters and apprentices or father and son, almost all the eight gods today have their own heirs.

Only the Mountain Ghost of the Later Liao Dynasty had neither descendants nor apprentices.

"My royal father wants him to take him in," Murong Feilan smiled wryly, "but Mr. Shangui seems to be very strict with the selection of apprentices."

There was a heated discussion about this issue in the hall of the Later Liao Dynasty before, and the Imperial Prayer Province of the Later Liao Dynasty even selected hundreds of young men at one time and sent them to Xiling Snow Mountain, with the idea of ​​letting the mountain ghosts choose them.

But he didn't expect that among the group of people, none of them had climbed Yunshou Peak.

"In the past 20 years, Lord Shangui seems to have only once thought of accepting an apprentice," Murong Feilan said.

"Oh? Who is he looking at?"

Ji Qingyuan asked, while Chen Zihan also pricked up his ears curiously.

What kind of person is actually able to be favored by the Hou Liao Guoshi with his eyes high above his head?

Murong Feilan cast a glance at the two of them, "The apprentice of Da Si Ming, Lin Baoyue, the master of Zhaoyang County."

Chen Zihan was dumb when he heard the words, Ji Qingyuan couldn't laugh or cry.

Chen Zihan supported his forehead, "Okay, then of course the old man can like it."

Although he has never met the young commander, he also knows that the person who can be selected by the senior commander is naturally a dragon and phoenix among people, and it is only natural that he can be favored by the mountain ghost.

It's just that the young commander is a fire magician, right?

Why did he fall in love with the mountain ghost of the strongest wind magician?

A person who is good at fire and wind skills...

Chen Zihan always felt as if he had caught something in his heart.

"Of course, it's impossible to accept Young Si Ming as an apprentice," Murong Feilan narrowed his eyes slightly, "Since then, Mr. Shangui has never mentioned the matter of accepting an apprentice, but..."

"However, do you think Lord Shangui will choose an apprentice from the winners of the high-level ceremony this time?"

Ji Qingyuan looked into Murong Feilan's eyes and said what he wanted to say.

Murong Feilan glanced at him approvingly. He had discovered before that although Ji Mo's eldest son was not very powerful, he was extremely intelligent and keen.

The mountain ghost suddenly held a high-level ceremony, which puzzled the courtiers of the Later Liao Dynasty, but there was only one reason that everyone could accept.

That means the mountain ghost is ready to accept disciples.

The appearance of a large number of heavenly practitioners in Xirong this time has sounded the alarm for the entire Hou Liao. Everyone inside and outside the court is looking forward to the appearance of the mountain ghost apprentice.

At the same time, for ordinary practitioners, this is also an opportunity to reach the sky in one step.

There have been rumors in the practice circle before that Li Ji, the adopted son of the Eastern Wu National Teacher, has already appointed the next Eastern Wu National Teacher.With the example of Li Ji, if the mountain ghost accepts an apprentice, it is very likely that he will be adopted as a son and take over the position of Liao Guoshi.

Li Ji has no father or mother, and his background is unknown. He can reach this point, so as long as he is favored by the mountain ghost, no matter his family background or country, he has a chance to become the No. 1 in the country's cultivation world.

This is also the reason why so many practitioners would rather forge a stepping stone than rush to participate in the high-level ceremony.

As long as you can climb Yunshou Peak and see the mountain ghost, you will have the opportunity to become the heir to the most powerful Fengfajian, and become the next generation master of the Hou Liao Royal Prayer Province.

What an alluring thing.

"Really, Master Shangui wants an apprentice..."

Chen Zihan looked at the snowy Führer Peak, his gaze was gloomy.

In any case, these things have nothing to do with him, the loser who went down the mountain early.

"Wow."

"Wow."

"Wow."

However, at this moment, Chen Zihan suddenly covered one of his ears.

"Zihan, what's wrong with you?"

Ji Qingyuan looked at him in surprise.

"It's coming again," Chen Zihan frowned as he listened to the whistle in his ear, "Did you hear that?"

"What did you hear?" Ji Qingyuan looked confused.

Murong Feilan was startled, and followed the wind to pinch his ears.

He is also a wind master, but only when he concentrated all his attention did he hear a very faint sound from the wind.

Murong Feilan let go of his earlobes, and looked at Chen Zihan, who had bright eyes, with a complicated expression, "Second Master Chen, don't you..."

He couldn't finish his sentence, because Chen Zihan suddenly clutched his chest, with a look of horror in his eyes.

"This voice is..."

"Big brother?"

……

……

"Wow."

"Wow."

"Wow."

The sound of the pigeon whistle echoed among the snow-capped mountains, and Ying Baoyue and the others followed Li Ji through the ice tower.

"Hey, is your whistle useful?"

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, Chunyuye finally became impatient, and glared at Li Ji who was beside him with a bamboo whistle in his mouth, "Didn't nothing happen?"

Not to mention pigeons, I didn't even see a bird feather.

Li Ji took the bamboo whistle from his mouth and frowned, "I didn't say it would be useful."

Ying Baoyue turned around and was about to stop the two who were watching and wanted to fight, but a black shadow suddenly appeared in the corner of her eyes.

"Heitan?!"

A pure black dove swooped down from the top of the hill and flew over their heads.

It rushed so fast that Ying Baoyue almost turned it into a crow.

But she was very familiar with the appearance of the pigeons that helped her deliver letters, and she recognized at a glance that it was Heitan, the black-feathered pigeon raised by Zhao Guang.

Meng Shi's eyes showed surprise, "Huh? This whistle is really useful."

"Hey?"

However, at the next moment, the black-feathered pigeon suddenly passed over the heads of the four without even looking at them.

Meng Shi was stunned, but Ying Baoyue's heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and he ran quickly in the direction Heitan left.

Everyone didn't know why, so they also flew behind her. Before they could run a hundred feet away, Ying Baoyue suddenly stopped and stopped the people behind her.

"careful!"

Meng Shi was startled and almost slipped. Seeing the scene in front of her clearly, she gasped.

There was actually a huge crack in the ice in front of her, hidden under the towering ice tower, if she didn't look carefully, she wouldn't even be able to find it.

Just under the cracked ice, there was a trembling and crying voice of a man.

"Second brother, help!"

(End of this chapter)