Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 1067 House arrest
All the way north.

Zhao Yifan, Senior Brother Long and others are all practitioners of the Yin-Yang realm, so the speed when flying with Qi is naturally extremely fast.

During the rush, they occasionally stopped to adjust their breathing to recover, but there was no communication between them at all.

Zhao Yifan discovered one thing, if Senior Brother Long didn't take the initiative to speak, then the remaining "Chunfeng Pavilion" disciples would definitely not take the initiative to speak.

Everyone is like a few dumb people.

However, this was relatively easy for Zhao Yifan, at least he didn't have to ponder over the meaning of every sentence Senior Brother Long said.

The further north one goes, the surrounding greenery becomes more and more, and the black and oily land gradually turns khaki.

The continuous, undulating mountains have gradually become the melody of the earth, but compared with the black peaks in the cave ruins of the "Li Tian Zhenren" where Zhao Yifan was before, the number of peaks here is much less, and each peak They are all lush and full of green, and there are countless birds and beasts among them, making them extremely lively.

During this journey, Zhao Yifan reckoned in his heart that they had traveled at least a thousand kilometers.

One thing Zhao Yifan has to do every day is to keep in mind the places he passes, its terrain, and its features.

"...Is this here?"

On this day, while flying in the air, Zhao Yifan noticed that Senior Brother Long had slowed down significantly, and that there were faint signs of human activities on the mountain below.

On several mountain peaks not far ahead, hundreds of houses of different sizes appeared.

"...Let's go down."

Senior Brother Long dropped a word indifferently, and slowly landed downward.

Zhao Yifan naturally could only follow behind him.

On the mountain below, several figures quickly came towards them.

"...Senior Brother Long, hello!"

After these people approached, they saw Senior Brother Long and hurriedly saluted and said hello respectfully. Their eyes turned around and finally fell on Zhao Yifan. They looked at him curiously, but no one asked.

"Ah."

Senior Brother Long glanced at them, smiled slightly, and said, "Is Master Ji there?"

"Master Ji is here."

One of the "Chunfeng Pavilion" disciples nodded respectfully and said.

"it is good."

Senior Brother Long nodded, and slowly landed on the halfway up a mountain. Zhao Yifan followed closely behind. A horse-like waterfall flows down from the top of the mountain, a pool is as green as washing, and there are countless fish swimming in the depths of the pool.

Halfway up the mountain, there is only one attic built against the mountain. This attic is extremely delicately designed. At first glance, it seems to grow out of a stone wall.

In the distance, there are more than a dozen small wooden houses with ordinary styles and simple structures, all of which are made of wood as building materials.

Following Senior Brother Long all the way, the four "Chunfeng Pavilion" disciples of Zhao Yifan and Zhao Yifan also fell down.

"Brother Zhao."

Brother Long's eyes fell on Zhao Yifan, he smiled slightly, and said, "This is where I live, what do you think?"

"very good."

Zhao Yifan nodded, and said perfunctorily: "The world here is full of vitality, the mountains are beautiful, and the people are outstanding. Senior Brother Long is indeed very insightful."

The disciples of "Chunfeng Pavilion" next to them all rolled their eyes when they heard what Zhao Yifan said, thinking to themselves that they are sycophants.

Senior Brother Long laughed and said, "Hehe, since Senior Brother Zhao likes it so much, then you can stay here for a few days."

Zhao Yifan was slightly startled, nodded and smiled: "This is Senior Brother Long's territory. I live here, will the doves occupy the magpie's nest? In my opinion, Senior Brother Long, you can just arrange a place for me. I like to be quiet, and it would be even better if I could live alone.”

"Zhao Yifan."

A disciple of "Chunfeng Pavilion" next to him couldn't help snorting, and said, "Do you think that you are here as a guest? It would be great to find a place for you to live in, but you still dare to pick and choose?" Choose the conditions?"

"Junior Brother Pan Feng."

Senior Brother Long raised his brows when he heard this, and said with a faint smile: "Brother Zhao came to our 'Chunfeng Pavilion', anyway, he is considered a distinguished guest, you should be more polite to Senior Brother Zhao."

"Yes, I know Senior Brother Long."

Pan Feng nodded.

"Brother Zhao, then you can stay here temporarily for a few days."

After Senior Brother Long finished speaking, he turned to Zhao Yifan and said, "I'm going to do something first."

"Brother Long, please stay."

When Zhao Yifan heard this, he quickly stopped him, and blurted out, "Then how long will I stay here?"

"Hehe, let's talk about it later."

Senior Brother Long smiled slightly, turned around and walked down the mountain quickly.

"Senior Brother Long..."

As soon as Zhao Yifan yelled, Pan Feng stretched out his hand to stop him, squinted at him, and said, "What do you want to do? I want you to be honest and stay here, don't make yourself uncomfortable."

Zhao Yifan glanced at him, smiled slightly, and ignored him.

However, his smile made Pan Feng feel a little uncomfortable, he frowned and reprimanded: "What are you laughing at? Let me tell you, you have come to the 'Chunfeng Pavilion', so you just be honest with me, do you hear me?"

Zhao Yifan ignored him, and walked towards the pavilion built by the mountain on his own. After walking a few steps, Pan Feng stopped in front of him, and said with a gloomy face: "My surname Zhao's, I'm talking to you, didn't you hear me?"

"I heard you."

Zhao Yifan shrugged his shoulders, looked at him with a smile and said, "Senior Brother Pan, do you have any advice?"

When Pan Feng saw this, it was inconvenient to vent out the anger in his heart directly, so he snorted coldly and said, "Just hear it." After a pause, he pointed to the vicinity of the water pool and ordered Said: "You just stay there, you can't walk around here without permission, do you hear me?"

Zhao Yifan frowned, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said with a smile still: "Senior Brother Pan, Brother Long didn't seem to have said that to me just now, did he?"

Pan Feng's face darkened, and he said coldly: "Zhao Yifan, are you using Senior Brother Long to suppress me?"

"Don't dare."

Zhao Yifan said with a smile: "Senior Brother Pan, you are overthinking."

"Then you should be obedient."

Pan Feng said coldly: "Our 'Chunfeng Pavilion' is not a small sect you belong to. Here, without the permission of our 'Chunfeng Pavilion' disciples, if someone finds that you have trespassed without authorization, then you may have to kill us." Unlucky, don't blame me for not reminding you in advance!"

"Well, thank you Brother Pan for reminding me."

Zhao Yifan was still smiling.

Seeing his appearance, Pan Feng was finally satisfied. With his hands behind his back, he walked around Zhao Yifan and said, "Go."

Zhao Yifan walked to the side of the pool, sat down, glanced at Pan Feng and the others, and they all dispersed and sat not far away.

Zhao Yifan noticed the scattered positions of these people, and if he wanted to leave, no matter which direction he came from, he couldn't avoid it.

"This man surnamed Long, let me come here, what is his purpose?"

Seeing this, Zhao Yifan closed his eyes and sat by the pool, meditating and adjusting his breath while thinking in his heart.

Why did Senior Brother Long let him come to "Chunfeng Pavilion"?
Zhao Yifan has been thinking about this question for a long time, but he still can't figure it out, but there is one thing that is certain, this man surnamed Long must have an intention.

Zhao Yifan wasn't really naive enough to believe it, he was invited to come as a "guest".

Right now, although it seemed calm, whether it was Senior Brother Long, or Pan Feng and the others, it seemed that they just refused to let him leave and did not see any hostility, but Zhao Yifan knew clearly in his heart that this was just a superficial illusion.

In this world where strength is paramount, without strength, without the support of a famous sect behind you, no matter where you go, you are always the target of bullying at will.

The waterfall next to it flowed down from a height of tens of meters, and fell into the pool fiercely, stirring up countless waves. In the woods in the distance, there were countless birds singing. Simply looking at the surrounding scenery, this The environment is undoubtedly very good.

But it's a pity that Zhao Yifan is now under "house arrest" here. No matter how beautiful the scenery is, in his eyes, it is tasteless.

"...Hello Senior Brother Long."

"Hello, Senior Brother Long."

Brother Long walked down the mountain quickly, on the way he met many disciples of "Chunfeng Pavilion", after seeing him, they all saluted him respectfully and said hello.

Senior Brother Long nodded slightly, as a greeting, and walked quickly to the foot of a mountain without stopping all the way.

The mountain is not high, the mountain road is gentle, and there are all kinds of exotic flowers and herbs planted on both sides, which are fragrant. After Senior Brother Long came here, his steps slowed down, with a faint smile on his face.

Halfway up the mountain, there is a piece of flat land on which countless unknown exotic flowers and plants are planted. There are also a few black-headed and white-bodied black-crowned cranes lying quietly around. , a black-crowned crane stood up, waved its wings, tilted its head, and stared at Senior Brother Long.

Among these exotic flowers and plants, there are several huts connected by wooden bridges and standing on them.

Senior Brother Long stopped in his tracks, and said respectfully, "Teacher Ji is good, disciple Long Shiya is here to return."

"...you come in."

A soft and pleasant voice, extremely coquettish, came from the hut.

Long Shiya's footsteps were not in a hurry, and he walked to the front of the hut. There was no wind, and the wooden door seemed to be pushed open by itself. Unforgettable peerless face.

Ji Furong closed her eyes and sat quietly in the middle of the wooden house. There was an incense burner beside her, which was burning with unknown spices. The incense mist gradually rose and surrounded her, making her look like a fairy in the nine heavens.

"Stone Cliff."

Ji Furong opened her beautiful eyes, smiled at Long Shiya, and said softly, "You're finally back."

(End of this chapter)