Zongwu: Our Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 63 On the Blackwood Cliff
Flowers bloom and fall, spring goes and autumn comes.

In the blink of an eye, it was the golden autumn moon, and Long Peng and others also came to the boundary of Heimuya.

And it was during this time that Long Peng finally entered the innate realm.

Previously.

He lived in the deaf-mute valley for nearly two months, discussing martial arts with Wu Yazi, a great innate master, almost every day.

At first Wu Yazi was quite happy, after all, someone came to chat with him.

but.

Long Peng chatted with him until late at night every day, rain or shine.

After a long time, this old bone of Wu Yazi really couldn't stand it.

If it wasn't for his inconvenient legs and feet, he would have slipped away a long time ago.

Under Long Peng's spirit of not being ashamed to ask his subordinates, it took nearly a month to finally empty out all the stocks in his stomach.

after that.

Long Peng sat in seclusion for half a month, and finally created a martial art that suits his wishes. After that, he spent several months transforming his internal energy, condensing his "qi flower", and entered the innate realm.

Inside the carriage.

Seeing the pure whiteness in his palm, Long Peng couldn't help but smile.

"Although my martial arts is not yet perfect, it is enough for me to become a Xiantian master. I just don't know what to name it."

As he was talking, Long Peng remembered the awesome ghost name that Wu Yazi had chosen—Unrivaled Supreme Gong.

"hiss……"

Long Peng gasped, with goosebumps all over his body, "This Wu Yazi is true, he chose such a name on purpose."

Wu Yazi: Brat, what's the matter with an old man like me, why should I choose a name?Doesn't it sound good?

……

"Your Excellency, we have arrived."

Sang Sanniang's charming voice came from outside the door.

"understood."

The true energy in Long Peng's palm was released, and he raised his eyes and said, "Mu girl, I'm going to Heimuya, and you want to follow?"

Sitting upright opposite Long Peng, Mu Wanqing, who exuded a faint smell of medicine, pursed her delicate lips, "Do you want me to go up?"

Long Peng was stunned for a moment, "I don't want to."

"Then I won't go up."

Long Peng got used to Mu Wanqing's cuteness these days, so he said, "Then I'll ask someone to take you to a nearby inn to rest."

Mu Wanqing responded, "Okay."

Long Peng nodded, just as he got off the carriage, Mu Wanqing's voice came from behind him, "You will take me with you when you go to Beili?"

See Long Peng looked over.

Mu Wanqing lowered her head again and said, "I've been practicing hard recently, so I won't hold you back."

"Ugh……"

Long Peng sighed, but he didn't expect that the incident at Mantuo Villa would deal such a blow to her.

"Since I promised to take you there, I won't break my promise. I will notify you before I leave, so you can rest assured."

Words fall.

Long Peng followed Sang Sanniang and other divine disciples to the organ on the mountain.

The disciples on the mountain turned the mechanism, dragged the ropes one by one, and pulled several people up slowly.

Mu Wanqing stood at the foot of the mountain, looked up, and kept her eyes on for a long time.

"Mu girl, let's go, don't look at it."

Qin Weibang, who had broken his arm, came to Mu Wanqing's side with a smile, "Mr. Long has just ordered us to take you to rest."

Mu Wanqing tightened the hood she was wearing to cover the scar on her face.

"Take me there."

Although it was not the first time seeing Mu Wanqing's face, Qin Weibang couldn't help but gasp when he saw Mu Wanqing's face again.

"Mr. Long's preferences are really weird. He didn't even look at such a beautiful woman before, but he was so kind to this ugly monster. I really don't know what to think." '

'Is it possible that Mr. Long is good at it?Then am I...'

Just when Qin Weibang was thinking about how to find some strange-looking women, he heard Mu Wanqing's clear and sweet voice.

"Elder Qin, why don't you speak?"

Qin Weibang was stunned for a moment, recovered his senses, and said with a smile, "I'm thinking about which inn to take the girl to. The Fulai Inn is lively, the Guiyun Inn has a lot of dishes, and the Qingfeng Inn is simple and elegant..."

"Don't be so troublesome."

Mu Wanqing looked up at Heimuya, and said, "Just find me the nearest inn."

"Okay, I'll take the girl there next time."

...

...

Follow Sang Sanniang all the way to Chaoyang Temple unimpeded.

The two were about to go in, but they were stopped by two altar guard disciples of the divine sect.

"stop."

Sang Sanniang frowned, and a trace of coldness appeared on her flowery face, "Why, I haven't been a Muslim for half a year, so you don't know each other?"

"Don't dare, dare not, subordinates dare not,"

The two men bent down, but their eyes kept staring at the dragon pendant wearing a grimace mask, "It's just why this brother is wearing a mask, if you don't explain why this brother is here, Elder Sang, we brothers will not dare to let him in. "

"Blind your dog eyes."

Sang Sanniang glanced coldly at the person who spoke, and said coldly, "This is the No. [-] guest minister personally appointed by the leader. What do you want to do? Or are you worried about what Mr. Long will do!"

The two disciples were startled, their foreheads were covered with cold sweat, and they said urgently, "This subordinate is blind, this subordinate deserves to die, please forgive Elder Sang and Qing Da Ke!"

Sang Sanniang wanted to say a few more words, but she heard Long Peng beside her say, "Okay, Sanniang, let's not delay, it's important to see the master."

Sang Sanniang was startled for a moment, then nodded, "Mr. Long is right."

The two entered the hall one after the other.

The two altar guarding disciples just breathed a sigh of relief when they saw a burly figure approaching.

"I heard that the big guest has gone up the mountain, have you seen it?"

"Reporting to Elder Tong, Elder Sang brought Da Keqing in just now."

Tong Baixiong nodded, and was about to go in when he stopped again and asked, "Is the one inside the leader, or Yang Lianting?"

"This……"

The two faltered for a while, Tong Baixiong asked impatiently, "Talk, why are you two pretending to be dumb?"

"Yes...it's the Chief Manager."

"Hmph, it's this villain again!"

Tong Baixiong snorted coldly, and strode into the hall.

……

"My subordinates greet... um... is it you?"

Before Sang Sanniang finished speaking, she frowned when she saw the person sitting on the throne in front of her.

The man was tall and tall, with a beard all over his face, and his appearance was extremely majestic and mighty, but his breathing was short, his face was vain, and his eyes were dull. He was obviously not a master - "Chief of the Divine Cult" Yang Lianting.

"Yang Lianting, how dare you take the position of leader, come down quickly!"

"Yo... who am I?"

Yang Lianting put down the Langhao brush in his hand, and looked down at Sang Sanniang, "So it's Elder Sang, why, finally he is willing to go back to religion?"

"If you haven't returned for such a long time, the manager thought you, like Xiang Wentian, were apostates."

"Yang Lianting, I don't have time to chat with you now, what about the master?"

Yang Lianting sneered twice, looked sideways at Long Peng, and said flatly, "You must be that shitty big guest, right?"

"After entering Chaoyang Temple, you still dare to wear a mask. You have so much courage. Could it be that you want to assassinate me!?"

Long Peng's eyes were slightly cold, he took two steps forward, and said indifferently, "I'm tired of looking at you, right?"

(End of this chapter)