Chapter 80 Meet Again

About two hours later, Jiang Hanye saw that the people around him had lowered their flight altitude and the speed was much slower than before, so he also flew low. At this time, the scenery that was originally the size of ants on the ground was completely clear.

Below is a mountain. The color of the mountain is golden, mixed with a little green in yellow. The mountain rises high into the clouds, and the whole mountain is like an inverted sword. The highest point is steep and cloudy, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

Jiang Hanye thought that it was the mountain they were going to land, but he didn't expect that Ji Shangxuan would take the lead in falling about 40 or 50 miles away from the mountain, and everyone followed them all the way. After they landed, Ji Shangxuan said, "From here on, we will walk there. 50 miles ahead is Zhongqu Mountain. This mountain is dangerous, the terrain is complex, and there are many monsters in it. You must follow the brigade closely and not be left alone.

"Yes!" The disciples answered in unison.

Zhongqu Mountain is located in the northwest of Shenzhou, which is no longer within the territory of the Great Chen Dynasty. Jiang Hanye has not had a good impression of this land since he stepped on it. The yellow sand on the ground, plants are rare, and the wind and sand is extremely strong. The strong wind blew the gravel on his face, making him dare not even open his eyes. He even felt that he swallowed a lot of sand every time he took a breath.

Xiaoyu seemed to have deliberately slowed down this time. She looked back at Jiang Hanye and then settled down to wait for him.

Jiang Hanye knew that Xiaoyu was waiting for him, so he took Xiaobai to take two steps, but his body was stained with the smell of Xiaobai, which was stinky.

"Are you waiting for me?" Jiang Hanye whispered.

"Yes, but you are so stupid." Xiaoyu whispered.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Hanye was stunned. He looked into Xiaoyu's eyes and didn't know why.

"The second brother's mouth is full of tongue. What he said is to tease you. You really believe it. Do you really think that Xiaobai will squeeze you out of the magic weapon? If that's the case, the magic weapon can't be called a magic weapon, let alone my mother's blue blood sword. Not to mention you and Xiaobai on the sword, the two elephants stood down..." Xiaoyu originally held back her smile, but now she finally couldn't help laughing gently. She was probably afraid that others would see or hear it, and she deliberately covered her mouth.

Jiang Hanye blushed and said, "Damn, the second brother has been spoofing me recently." Although what he said was hateful, Jiang Hanye knew that Ji Yuan was naturally like this, and he would not really care about such a trivial matter. There is a lot of helplessness in life. If someone can make you laugh, why laugh three times?

"Wow, a loving couple!" At this moment, Ji Yuan's unique voice came from behind him. As soon as Jiang Hanye was about to turn back, he felt a faint figure passing by him and disappeared in front of him in an instant. The speed was simply faster than the wind.

Jiang Hanye knew that the faint shadow was the second brother. Seeing the whole Wanjian Villa, except for those elders, probably no one could have such a speed as him.

Jiang Hanye and Xiaoyu walked side by side and slowly. No one said a word, while Xiaobai also followed, biting Jiang Hanye's pace tightly, afraid of pulling the next step.

The Zhongqu Mountain is still dozens of miles away, but Jiang Hanye looked up and felt the oppression of the mountain. He couldn't help looking up at the mountain. This is the afternoon, which should have been the strongest sunshine, but when he was here, he could not feel any light and heat from the sun. He only felt that the towering Zhongqu Mountain seemed to cover the whole world.

When looking from the air, Jiang Hanye thought that Zhongqu Mountain was golden. Now that he landed, he knew that the yellow was just a rock outside. The whole mountain, the vegetation was sparse, almost all of which were light yellow and mixed with cloud-white boulders.

Jiang Hanye and Xiaoyu walked side by side like this, and their eyes fell in front of them. When the two were silent, Jiang Hanye felt as if the whole world had quietly lurked down.

I don't know when it rained, and the rain wet Jiang Hanye's robe and Xiaoyu's hair. Xiaobai was very excited and kept whining, as if he was welcoming the rain. Jiang Hanye quietly took off his robe and put it on top of Xiaoyu's head.

Xiaoyu's heart was warm, and she couldn't help secretly aiming at Jiang Hanye's face. His whole body was almost wet by the heavy rain.

"Thank you." Xiaoyu whispered.

"It should be." Jiang Hanye answered faintly.

I don't know how long I walked, and I came to a fork in a fork in the road, which was divided into three parts. One was taken by Jiang Hanye. This road leads from Zhongqu Mountain to the northeast, that is, the direction of Wanjian Villa. One of the fork roads leads to the west and the other to the south.

Ji Shangxuan stopped at this fork in the road and turned around and said to the crowd, "We are waiting for the people of Xumi Mountain and Baihua Valley here. You can avoid the rain, but you can't go too far. You should be able to see each other."

Everyone agreed, and then found their own place to hide from the rain. Jiang Hanye and Xiaoyu coincidentally ran to a big stone. The top of the stone was abrupt, which could just shelter them from the rain.

Xiaoyu's head was full of rain. The rain condensed in her hair, became a drop of small drops of water, and flowed down her face. When Jiang Hanye saw the rain wiping his body, his heart suddenly moved: "Why don't I take this opportunity to try my water control formula?"

Since Jiang Hanye practiced the water control formula, he has almost helped Taobo water the vegetable field and has never used it anywhere else. He took a deep breath and secretly ran the water control formula. He wanted all the rain on Xiaoyu to condense, leave her body and fall to the ground.

A magical scene appeared, but all the raindrops on Xiaoyu's body no longer flowed down, but gathered nearby, and finally condensed behind her and fell on the ground outside the stone.

Xiaoyu was a little careless. She was habitually wiping the rain on her forehead with her sleeve, and suddenly said strangely, "Huh? What's the matter? Don't I still have rain?"

Jiang Hanye smiled secretly in his heart. He was happy to relieve Xiaoyu's worries and finally made a small success in the water control formula.

Time passed bit by bit. I don't know how long it took. From the west fork road, several figures appeared far away. These figures were very vigorous, like arrows from the string in the rain. In a flash, they came to Jiang Hanye and their eyes. It turned out that those people were from Xumi Mountain.

Seeing the people of Xumi Mountain, Jiang Hanye suddenly remembered Wuding. There was still a relith in his arms, but the nine-ring tin rod and other things were hidden in Wuniu Village, waiting for one day, when the time was ripe to return them to Xumi Mountain.

This time, the leader of Xumishan was an old monk. His beard was very long, down to his chest, and his eyebrows were also very long, all the way down to his shoulders. His whole eyebrows and beard were white. He looked at it coldly and thought it was the birthday man who came down to earth. This old monk is one of the divine monks of Xumi Mountain. He is also the head of Xumi Mountain and the master of enlightenment.

In addition to understanding the Dharma, Jiang Hanye also saw Shi Zhen and relieved in the crowd, but the other monks were born face to face.

"Master, you have always been good!" Ji Shangxuan was originally hiding from the rain. After seeing the enlightenment from afar, he quickly walked out and saluted to the enlightenment with his palms. It turns out that this understanding method is two generations higher than Ji Shangxuan, and it can really be said that he is a god in the world of cultivation.

"Amitabha!" The method of enlightenment also fits the ten ways, "The old man is old and disabled, and he just lives." Although he said such words, Jiang Hanye looked at it from afar, and his face was very ruddy, which was a little better than the disciples behind him.

"Master, if you want to say this, I don't know if we juniors still have the face to stand here." Ji Shangxuan said with a smile.

The two of them greeted for a moment and saw a worried look on the face of the enlightenment.

"Master, do you have something on your mind?" What kind of person is Ji Shangxuan? How can you not understand the expression of enlightenment?

"Lord Ji Zhuang, I wonder if you have seen my younger brother Wu Dian recently?" Wufa didn't say hello and asked directly.

"Master Wuding?" Ji Shangxuan was stunned. He frowned and said, "I haven't seen him since the last time they left Wanjian Villa. What's wrong, what happened to Master Wudian?"

"It's okay, but the last time he came down from Yangfeng, he hasn't returned to Mount Xumi. Instead, he ordered the bad disciple Shizhen to take his disciples back. He just said that he wanted to travel around, but until now, it's been several months, and he hasn't seen a word. The old man is a little worried." Wufa said.

"Oh, hehe, it turned out to be this matter, so you can rest assured that with the cultivation of the master, I'm afraid there are few people in the world who can hurt him." Ji Shangxuan smiled and comforted him.

Jiang Hanye's eyesight and hearing are much better than before, which he hasn't found before today. When he heard all the conversations between Ji Shangxuan and the monk Wufa from afar, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Strange, how can I hear it so far away? It has never been like this before..." He was puzzled, and finally suddenly thought of the Dharani Sutra that Master Wu Tuo taught him before his death, so he suddenly realized, "Yes, it must be the role of the Nadharani Sutra."

When he heard that Wufa was worried about his brother's safety, Jiang Hanye felt very uncomfortable. He wanted to say to the monk now, "Actually, your brother has passed away, and I have his remit here." However, thinking of Wuding's advice before his death, Jiang Hanye decided to hold back for the time being and plan when his master was away.

"I don't know what my father is talking about with the monk. That person is probably the world-famous monk's enlightenment, right?" At this time, Xiaoyu beside him suddenly said.

Jiang Hanye's eyes looked at those people through the rain, nodded to Xiaoyu and said, "Is that right?"

At this time, Jiang Hanye suddenly saw several bright colors in the heavy rain. The color appeared on the fork to the south. Somehow, Jiang Hanye had no reason to ** in his heart.

The bright colors seen by Jiang Hanye are the women in the Valley of Flowers.

This Hundred Flowers Valley is famous all over the world. It is rumored that the mountains are full of fragrant flowers, the spring water is sweet and sunny, and there are flocks of cattle and sheep. The most famous nature of the Hundred Flowers Valley is women. It is said that the women there are as beautiful as flowers, starting from their head white jade cicadas.

Jiang Hanye counted, and more than a dozen people came to Baihua Valley this time, and the head was the white jade cicada that the three factions met when they could do martial arts. Bai Yucicada wears a white coat and holds a streamer sword. Naturally, this is not the Hundred Flowers Sword, because the Hundred Flowers Sword is now given to her beloved disciple Cen Ruoqiu.

Cen Ruoqiu is behind her master. Like her master, she seems to like to wear white clothes. In Cen Ruoqiu's hand, the hundred-flower sword is glowing faintly, reflecting her whole body with incomparable beauty.

Jiang Hanye thought that he and Cen Ruoqiu were friends, so he sent a smile from afar, but Cen Ruoqiu clearly saw him, but he still stared at somewhere with empty eyes as if he hadn't seen it.

The sky is getting dark, and the wind and rain between heaven and earth are bleak.

Cen Ruoqiu stood quietly in the rain curtain holding an oil-paper umbrella, allowing the rain to pour down, dripping on the umbrella, and rolling down the umbrella. A gust of wind blew and blew the scattered raindrops on Cen Ruoqiu, and at the same time blew her hair and clothes, floating like a fairy in the clouds.

Jiang Hanye looked at Cen Ruoqiu from afar, and his smile froze awkwardly on his face. For a moment, a trace of bitterness suddenly flashed in his heart, but he couldn't tell why it was bitter.

Although Xiaoyu was a little nervous and usually seemed to be careless, she keenly caught a strange breath at this moment. She couldn't help turning her head and looking at Jiang Hanye beside her. The guy was staring at the front with a trance.

Following Jiang Hanye's eyes, Xiaoyu looked forward. She saw the continuous rain and the people standing in the rain. Her father Ji Shangxuan's body was hazy with an invisible layer of fluorescence, which blocked the rain from himself, which made him still dry in the downpour.

Xiaoyu looked aside and saw the people in Baihua Valley. She saw an umbrella on Bai Yucicada's head, but holding the umbrella was indeed not herself, but a disciple behind her. Xiaoyu, the girl I met when she was in martial arts of the three factions. She was a very outstanding and silent girl. She looked cold and beautiful, and even Xiaoyu was ashamed of herself. Then look at the boy staring at her. Xiaoyu stamped his feet, pulled off the robe he was wearing, threw it back to Jiang Hanye, and rushed into the rain to find her father.

Jiang Hanye was in a daze, but suddenly a dress fell on his body. At another look, the little jade man beside him had disappeared, so he hurriedly chased out.

At this time, Bai Yuchan, Ji Shangxuan and Wufa had already gathered and were seriously discussing about the magic religion and Qiongqi. Ji Shangxuan didn't even care about his daughter and Jiang Hanye to come over.

Jiang Hanye couldn't help looking at Cen Ruoqiu and suddenly found that her eyes seemed to be clearer than the rain between heaven and earth. Her eyes were so quiet that they were like a quiet lake. There were still some reflections on the water surface, and one of them belonged to him.

Cen Ruoqiu seemed to be looking at him, but she didn't seem to be looking at him. Anyway, her eyes penetrated the rain, deep and silent.

Quiet and gentle.

This is all the feelings that Cen Ruoqiu brings to Jiang Hanye at this moment.

"Sister Cen!" Jiang Hanye and Cen Ruoqiu never spoke, but Xiaoyu came to Cen Ruoqiu with a happy smile, took her hand and said, "You are getting more and more watery. Do you remember me?"

Cen Ruoqiu was obviously a little caught off guard by Xiaoyu's sudden intimate move. Her shoulders moved and seemed to want to dodge, but she finally resisted it. After all, it was extremely rude to Xiaoyu.

"Ha ha, remember, you are the eldest daughter of Wanjian Villa, Ji Mingyu, right?" Cen Ruoqiu's memory is quite good. She remembers the elite disciples of each faction when the three factions practiced martial arts.

"Hee, just remember, I remember you very well." Xiaoyu smiled.

Jiang Hanye frowned. He felt a little helpless and a little disgusted with Xiaoyu's abnormal behavior. Obviously, she and Cen Ruoqiu were not familiar with each other. Why did she pretend to be so intimate? Girls' thoughts are sometimes really elusive.

"Congratulations." Cen Ruoqiu looked at Jiang Hanye and said softly.

"Thank you." Needless to ask, Jiang Hanye naturally knew what Cen Ruoqiu was congratulating. She must have already known that she had married Xiaoyu. However, Jiang Hanye clearly found that although Cen Ruoqiu said congratulations in her mouth, there was no joy in her eyes and eyes. On the contrary, she was a little sad, like a wild lily swaying in the wind and rain, swinging with the wind, and her roots were about to leave the earth, looking at a loss.

All the confusion of Cen Ruoqiu was deeply hidden by her, hidden under the cold appearance.

Xiaoyu inadvertently kicked off a small stone beside her feet and muttered, "It's really annoying. It's very annoying."

Xiaoyu's words were not light or heavy. She seemed to be scolding the little stone, but a trace of pain flashed in Cen Ruoqiu's eyes. She smiled at Xiaoyu: "Sister Ji, I'll go to the back first." After saying that, she handed the umbrella in her hand to a senior sister beside her, and then walked straight into the rain and went to the back of the team.

Jiang Hanye looked at Cen Ruoqiu's back, and what the two of them experienced in the bloody bat cave in the sad wind forest came to his mind. The scene was lifelike, like a knife and axe, deeply engraved in his heart.

"What are you looking at!" Xiaoyu suddenly whispered, but although her voice was low, her tone was so unfriendly that even Jiang Hanye could hear it.

"Ah, nothing." Jiang Hanye looked away and looked at Zhongqu Mountain in the distance.