In the restaurant,

The wine cups were intertwined, and guests were drinking booming.

Yang Qifeng sat upright on the chair, and the wine cup in his hand was quietly picked up by him. He had already obtained everything he wanted.

According to the regular rules, the passage from the small thousand world to the big thousand world will definitely be among the famous mountains and rivers, so it is easy to find out. He just needs to find a knowledgeable person and ask him about the most famous sacred mountains in myths and legends.

It is easier to find out the situation in this small Qian World than Yang Qifeng expected. For example, since the collapse of Buzhou Mountain in the Great Qian World, there has been no definition of the world's number one mountain. It is all about the husband saying that he is right, but the mother saying that he is right, but there is a recognized sacred mountain in the small Qian World, Zhoushan!

This mountain is towering into the clouds, swaying into the sky, clouds and mists, and cranes crying. It is said that there are gods living in the mountains. Since ancient times, it has been a must-see place for seeking immortals and visiting the Tao, but no one can climb it.

In Yang Qifeng's view, this mountain was transformed by the projection of Buzhou Mountain. Although Buzhou Mountain has collapsed and is now just a few debris, no longer as it used to be, it is still more than enough to project a low-grade small thousand world that is known as a sacred mountain.

After getting the news he wanted to know, Yang Qifeng stood up and threw a piece of silver at the waiter. He walked slowly down the stairs and walked outside.

"Master, stay!" A shout came from behind him, and a man in his thirties walked over,

"The Emperor of Wuliang," Yang Qifeng muttered in a low voice, and then said aloud; "But I'm calling me,"

"That's right," the visitor bent down and bowed, and said very politely; "The Taoist priest is fairy-like and Taoist priest, and he is wafting out of the world. He is very honest. The villain Qian Li, my master admires the Taoist. Now that the Taoist priest has arrived here, please go to the mansion to hover for a few days."

"The Emperor Wuliang Tianzun," Yang Qifeng shook his head slightly and preached without hesitation; "The disaster is coming, please forgive me for being powerless,"

"Master," the visitor was startled when he heard this, but he was overjoyed. He knelt down and kowtowed and begged, "Please help me,"

"Give up your master and leave the city immediately and go to the north, there is still a glimmer of life."

"Master," the visitor grabbed Yang Qifeng's thigh and continued to beg.

Yang Qifeng shook his sleeves, and the person who came to pick him up and said bluntly, "I am here to listen to you."

After saying that, Yang Qifeng walked out directly, and disappeared without a trace in a few steps, without any chance. Looking at the disappearing Taoist priest, Qian Li stood up from the ground. He knew that he had met a master. A person who could have such a means was definitely not a person who cheated. He showed a struggle on his face. In the end, Qian Li gritted his teeth and died in an age of difficulty. If he could live, who would choose to die? He finally kowtowed to the direction where the master's mansion was located, and then hurried towards the city gate.

His family members died tragically in the troubled times, and now they are alone. They have the intention to pack up the fine money and report their letters, but when they think of the Taoist words just now, he made up his mind to walk to the city gate quickly. Finally, he looked back nostalgically, then walked out of the city gate and headed towards the north.

Yang Qifeng stood outside the city gate and quietly watched Qian Li heading towards the north. A sneer appeared on his face, and this one was also a decisive person.

The faint golden light in his eyes could be seen that the black gas that had been spreading above Qian Li's head began to melt. As Qian Li continued to move towards the north, the black gas would gradually dissipate until it finally disappeared without a trace. He withdrew his eyes to Qian Li. Yang Qifeng's eyes were cold and this world was slightly wrong. With his own ability, this was just a low-grade small world. It was unlikely to permanently suppress its origin, but temporarily suppressing the world's malice towards him was a matter of being able to seize it.

But the scene in front of him told him that the malice in this world had already rejected him. Qian Li, who had just seen it, had a black air of luck on his head. After contacting him, the black air had even more signs of spreading to him. If Yang Qifeng agreed to go to the mansion, then what was waiting for Yang Qifeng would be endless troubles. Then one thing after another would be rolled towards Yang Qifeng, which would eventually lead him into endless troubles. The final result would be tragic. He would definitely be beaten as a rebel and usher in the strangle of the Wei Dynasty.

The Great Wei had just established its throne and its national strength was at its peak. In this world where the Dharma-Ending World could not be a rival country, if he was surrounded and killed by a prosperous dynasty, Yang Qifeng would definitely not be able to end up, especially the methods that ordinary people could use were ineffective for Yang Qifeng. For example, in such a world, if a murderer made up his mind to drill directly into the old forest of the barren mountains and mountains, and did not plan to come out, unless he was a god, no one would find it.

But Yang Qifeng cannot do it. The world's malice makes him unable to move forward. At that time, Yang Qifeng will encounter accidental events. For example, if he just hid it, he didn't know which hunter entered the mountains and accidentally discovered Yang Qifeng's traces. This matter must be common.

Although I did not do the work well and did not completely cut off the world's malice, I suppressed most of the time. With Yang Qifeng not getting into the trap, he could feel that the malice that had reached the peak had faded a lot. I think the world did not continue to target him. The world was too low and had not derived his own consciousness. He could only rely on some instincts. The strength of the deity was too strong. Even if he was strange, under the suppression of his deity, he could be the limit of this world as if he had just targeted himself.

Yang Qifeng, who knew it, dared not delay going directly to Zhoushan, and found the passage from the small thousand world to the big thousand world. After getting in touch with the deity, he reported this matter to the deity that the deity had personally taken action. What secrets does this small thousand world have? How could he hide the deity's Dharma eye? It doesn't take him much effort to investigate. After all, the difference between the two is too big, just like a human and an ant. An ant naturally cannot see the whole picture when looking at a person, but when people watch an ant, they can see the general idea at a glance. If you look at an ant carefully, you can hide anything from the person.
Chapter completed!