After leaving Cuiyun Mountain, hundreds of miles away, there is a big lake, vast and endless, with sunset sunset, and a vast atmosphere, with a radius of five hundred miles, called Yehu.

Although this lake is very large, there are not many spiritual creatures produced, and it is a barren land that is rare in the entire Dakan. Therefore, there are only a few people in the cultivation world. Only a few martial arts sects that are almost unable to survive each occupy a piece of land. The highest cultivation level is only the realm of Tongmai Wuzong.

"A descendant of the master should live here, right? He personally used the secret technique and even changed his external bloodline. Even if the dream master divination or bloodline curse, he would not find it here!"

Fang Yuan changed the ox cart to a green mane horse, wearing a blue warrior uniform, and a long sword hanging around his waist. It was the most common image of a lonely guest in the world.

"I didn't dare to come here rashly before, because I was afraid that because of my own, those madmen from Yuanchuhui would find their traces. Only now can I come if I have achieved great martial arts and advanced to the True Saint, and can hide myself without revealing it."

In the eyes of advanced dream masters, the world and the long river of destiny have certain fixed numbers, just like silk threads, which can be clearly sorted out.

When it comes to the powerful stage, it is like a black hole, constantly swallowing up the surrounding silk threads of fate, so it can avoid many calculations and deductions.

"It's just decades, that family shouldn't have changed much!"

Fang Yuan raised his horse whip, and the green-maned horse under his seat neighed, speeding up his movements again.

Four Yuan City.

This city is far inferior to Yuncui City before. The city walls are low and broken, the guards are worn out, and they are full of a fierce and ferocious aura.

This is because of the pressure of survival that forces them to be extremely vicious and compete for all resources that can make them survive, like a wolf.

The poor mountains and rivers are full of troubled people, so what is the truth.

"Stop, enter the city with a silver ounce of silver!"

Fang Yuan came to the city gate and was immediately stopped.

The leading officer looked at his clothes, horses, and lingered. When he saw the long knife on his waist, he immediately winked, and there were naturally soldiers beside him shouting.

"for you!"

Fang Yuan curled his lips and threw a silver corner at will.

"Give Way!"

The officer nodded and ordered the road to open.

Although it is not impossible to ask for more, his experience has made him realize that such people who walk alone and carry weapons are not easy to mess with.

With a lot of honest people to bully, why bother with such a man who is angry and bloody, and put himself in danger for nothing?

There are few pedestrians in the city, and there is an atmosphere of chaos.

"Oh, by the way, this world is already in chaos..."

Fang Yuan then suddenly realized that he had been in the blessed land and Jiujue Mountain for a long time, and had forgotten the changes in the world.

After the five major dream masters joined forces, not only was the world of cultivation chaos, but the world was also unavoidable. There were already wars everywhere among the ninety-nine states.

In the fifteenth year of Dagan Zhaoming, the local tyrant Wu Yue of Yongzhou launched a rebellion with three thousand soldiers, and successively captured cities and plundered land. At this time, he had occupied two states and was known as King Yong!

In the same year, there was a rebellion in the south. He gathered a fleet of 20,000, and defeated the imperial court. The leader Zhang Jin called himself the "Master of Heavenly Destiny". He had eighteen wars under his command, entrenched in the southern water system hub and blocked the grain transportation.

The most fatal thing is that near Yujing, Shi Longtu, the governor of the state, caused chaos. The troops once arrived at the hinterland of Zhongzhou, shaking Yujing!

These three are the three largest forces among the rebels, and dozens of small-scale uprising troops, which have been launched and destroyed in various places. Although it is difficult to take root, it also causes trouble to the world and prevent ordinary people from resting.

"In fact... any chaotic army that can truly become a climate will have a dream army secretly supporting it..."

Fang Yuan found a restaurant and ordered a plate of beef, a plate of vegetarian fried food, and two jars of good wine, and slowly savored it.

"The world is full of beacon smoke, and it is also related to the completion of the six polar regions forbidden formation. The big gang cannot suppress the earth dragon, and the earth's energy is dissipated... The dragon vein is unstable and the earth's murderous intent is caused, so naturally there will be dragons and snakes rising from the land."

Although this world does not pay special attention to Feng Shui, Fang Yuan used the theory of the world of merit to the above, and it was actually very clear. It can be seen that the three thousand great ways will eventually lead to the same destination.

The restaurant is located in a concentrated area of ​​all religions and all walks of life, but it is the best place to find out the news.

The store has good skills. The beef has been braised, with a sauce-colored surface, thick patterns inside, and a fragrant smell. Fang Yuan ate a few pieces of beef, then put down his chopsticks, slowly drank wine, and listened to the news.

With his divine thoughts, all the things in the entire restaurant fell into his ears.

"The world is in chaos. A relative of me had just fled from Liyang yesterday and said that the troops had passed over there, and it was the troops of the Grand Marshal of Destiny..."

"Oh, in the battle between the river, the imperial naval forces were all destroyed, and there was no one in the south to stop the Grand Marshal's army... I'm afraid this big move will be over!"

"No matter what he does, even if someone becomes the emperor, as long as we ordinary people pay taxes and food obediently, we will never force us to death. What are you doing with these disappointing things? Drink wine!"

...

Most people discuss current affairs, and their voices are very low. After saying a few more words, they often keep silent and keep drinking, which makes Fang Yuan a little depressed.

But immediately, two cultivators dressed in martial arts people came in, attracting Fang Yuan's attention.

This is a pair of young men in uniform, holding a long sword in their hands, and they are very heroic and have a very good taste of a martial arts man. They ordered a single table and a lot of wine and food.

"Senior brother, this time the leader of the Sha Family Gang challenged Mr. Han, the Pili Hand, and there was a good show."

The younger one of the brothers was wearing lake green brocade clothes with excitement: "Old Master Han brought a family to Siyuan City back then, and he was dissatisfied with the big pili hand. This is why the family business of half of the city has become stronger and more powerful for decades! And the Sha family gang is fierce, and it is also a cross-river dragon. This time, the leader of the gang, Sha Lifei, fell in love with the Han family's family business, and a fierce fight is inevitable!"

"What my junior brother said is reasonable!"

The young senior brother was a little calmer. He was twenty-five or six years old and was wearing blue clothes. He picked up the wine glass and smiled like a smile: "Master, ordered me to go down the mountain to experience it, but I didn't let me wait to cause trouble. You must grasp the measure and remember this! You have caused me a lot of trouble along the way. If this happens, I will tell my master to go."

Judging from his tone, he knew the naughty nature of this young man and warned him in advance.

"Ah, senior brother, please spare me, I will never dare to do it again!"

Junior Brother Green Clothing was shocked, and seemed to be quite afraid of their master.

"Okay, after eating and drinking, we will go to the Han family to see the fun!"

Senior Brother Lan Yi said, with disdain on the corner of his mouth: "The leader of the Sha Family Gang Sha Lifei and the Han Family Old Master Han are both old Wuzong. Although it is unlikely that the meridians can be opened, they are experienced and still have some insights..."

"But it is definitely not your opponent to you, brother!"

Junior brother in green smiled and flattered.

"It's hard to say. After all, for the same level, moves, secret techniques, and experience in the enemy are very important..."

The young man in blue smiled slightly, but his tone was filled with strong confidence: "However, if it was one-on-one, I would still be somewhat sure."

"Hmph, what a big tone!"

Hearing this, the brother and sister on a table next to him suddenly became angry gorgeously. The elder brother slapped the table directly: "What did you say? The young man was arrogant, how could he know that my Han family's thunder hands are so powerful?"

"You Han family?"

The young man with green robe rolled his eyes and looked cunning: "Senior Brother, this is not the trouble I caused."

"yes!"

The man in blue rolled his eyes, and unexpectedly, he got offended the Han family.

However, the Han family has been rooted here for decades, and its power is spread inside and outside the city wall. There is a saying about Han Bancheng. It seems very normal to meet a person or two Han family members.

"Hmph! I, Han Jingfei, I apologize immediately, otherwise..."

The young man from the Han family stretched out his right hand, grabbed the corner of the table, and used his skills slightly to break the best mahogany. The strength in his hand was obviously very good. According to Fang Yuan's view, he had the strength of the Four Heavenly Gate of the Golden Lock and Chonglou, which was considered ordinary.

After all, to his level, the Wuzong killed was too many to count. What was the Yuanli realm?

only……

Fang Yuan looked at the Han brothers and sisters, and looked at the next to him, one of Wuzong and one of the twelve levels of great perfection, and couldn't help but feel speechless: "These tribes of the master seem to be frogs in the well for a long time. They are too arrogant, right?"

"Brother!"

Next to Han Jingfei, the girl timidly pulled his sleeve: "Go home quickly, otherwise my father will get angry again."

"Ling'er, wait, I have to teach these two shameless guys a lesson!"

Han Jingfei shouted.

The shopkeeper of this restaurant obviously knew this little bully, and stood aside with a wry smile, not stepping forward.

"Oh...I'm so scared!"

The young man in green robe smiled and grabbed a piece of mahogany, rubbed it with his right hand slightly, and a layer of wood powder spilled from his fingers.

"Um?"

Han Jingfei was shocked.

Although he was reckless, he was aware of the goods. He knew that this skill alone was much better than he knew, and he couldn't help but complain in his heart.

‘I originally thought that two young men, who were about the same age as me, could they have what kind of cultivation? They were obviously swearing around. I didn’t expect that they had real skills. A junior brother was like this. Is his senior brother really a Wushu sect?’

The beads of sweat as big as beans fell on Han Jingfei's forehead, but he asked him to beg for mercy in a low voice, but he refused. His face suddenly turned red and the situation was stalemate.

"Brother!"

Han Ling'er's face turned pale and she looked around with help.

This helpless little white rabbit-like gaze immediately made the green-clothed boy opposite him happy: "Forget it... You kid were rude before, so I didn't care. As long as you, a girl, come out to drink three glasses of wine with me, the previous matter will be written off. How about?"

"Um!"
Chapter completed!