I! The Strongest Suzerain

I heard that there is a big champion in Yanjiang City!"

"That's right, now my small county town, Yanjiang, is completely famous."

"Hahaha......"

Listening to the chattering boat passengers, the boatman smiled honestly,

"Little brother, you can take the written test this year. If you can pass the test, you can be considered a leader. It would be good to be an official in Yanjiang City."

"Brother said so."

Han Feng showed a ray of sunshine on his face, responding to the boatman.

The boatman sighed,

"After this trip, I won't go to the boat anymore. I have enough money in these years, and I will send my baby to study."

Saying that, the boatman stroked the boy's head.

"It's good to study."

The boatman opened his mouth.

After a while, the boat docked, Han Feng took out a piece of silver from the system warehouse to reward the boatman, but the boatman did not accept it, and finally Han Feng forced it to him.

Then he wandered around in this Yanjiang City.

He learned that this country is called Daliang Country, with a population of tens of millions, and the monks in this country seem to exist only in legends.

People advocate knowledge. The literati are the protagonists of this country.

Yancheng is not big, with a population of more than 100,000. It is just a county seat. The city is built by the river. Although the city is small, it is extremely prosperous.

"The Master said: After reviewing the old and knowing the new, you can be a teacher..."

Passing by a teacher's school, there were bursts of reading sounds. Han Feng listened to those old sentences, and a sense of familiarity flooded into his heart.

Han Feng knows almost everything that the world has learned.

Han Feng smiled, walked past the school, and went to buy a shop in the south of the city. If he wanted to understand the red dust, of course he had to integrate into the red dust.

Looking at the dilapidated small shop, a smile appeared in Han Feng's eyes.

"It's very nice here. From now on, I will sell books here and experience the life of mortals."

Han Feng went to enter a batch of books, then began to arrange the books neatly, and wrote a few large characters outside the door with a brush - Fenglai Bookstore.

Then a small bookstore opened.

As time passed, Han Feng coincidentally discovered that the boatman also opened a fishing tackle shop next door.

Once or twice, the two became old acquaintances, the fisherman's surname was Shi, and his name was Shi Dazhuang.

The child's name was random... the stone tablet...

Stone tablets often come to Han Feng to read, Han Feng also teaches him to write, and Shi Dazhuang often invites Han Feng to his house for dinner.

Shi Dazhuang's wife was already dead, and he was the one who brought up the stone tablet.

"Uncle Han, it's time to eat."

Han Feng was writing in the room when suddenly the sound of the stone tablet rang outside.

Since Han Feng and Shi Dazhuang are in the same generation, this stele also calls him Uncle Han.

"Come on...you eat first."

Han Feng walked out with a smile, the small stone tablet was already waiting outside, because Han Feng taught the small stone tablet to write, so he ate at his house for half a year.

Shi Dazhuang's fishing tackle shop is not far from Han Feng's bookstore, just a few steps away.

Sitting in the room very casually, Han Feng said with a smile,

"Brother Zhuang, are there any fish today?"

"Hahaha...not only fish, but also good wine."

Shi Dazhuang said with a smile, he came out with a jug,

"Come, try this wine, it is said to be the wine of the capital, it smells fragrant..."

Shi Dazhuang opened the jug, and sure enough, a fragrance filled the whole room.

"Then give me a taste, I'm thirsty when I smell it."

Han Feng couldn't wait, Shi Dazhuang laughed, not being stingy, and directly served a full bowl to Han Feng.

While drinking, Shi Dazhuang said,

"I said Xiao Han, when should you get a wife? You are eighteen or nineteen years old."

"Hahaha...Brother Zhuang, I'm not in a hurry, I'm going to take the exam soon, and I don't have time."

Han Feng prevaricates, but Shi Dazhuang nodded,

"Yes, men's fame is important."

Shi Dazhuang said.

"Come on, drink big brother..."

Han Feng smiled proudly.

"But Xiao Han, you're really not like other scholars, but there is something you can't tell..."

"Hahaha......"

After three rounds of drinking, Han Feng's body and spiritual energy moved, and he woke up instantly. He looked at Shi Dazhuang who was sleeping on the table, and the stone tablet had already gone to sleep early. Han Feng walked out of the fishing gear shop, and the stars above the sky were exceptionally clean.

Suddenly a breeze blew, and Han Feng saw a black shadow flying over the sky.

That black shadow is wrapped in spiritual power, either a monk or a big demon!

The coercion on Han Feng's body burst out, forming a barrier directly in the air, trapping the figure.

The figure's complexion changed dramatically, and at this time Han Feng stood in the air.

Seeing Han Feng, the figure instantly knelt down in the air,

"I have seen seniors."

"Well, what do you do?"

Han Feng said slowly, the owner of this figure is a young cultivator from the early stage of the Purple Mansion. Han Feng discovered the cultivator in this world, and naturally he couldn't help but intercept it and ask something by the way.

The monks know more than the mortals.

"Predecessor...Senior, I am the elder of Yehai Pavilion...road...just passing by..."

The young cultivator was full of fear, Han Feng's aura was really terrifying. He had also been in contact with Yuanshen cultivator, but he felt that the aura of Yuanshen cultivator was 100,000 times worse than that of Han Feng!!

What a terrifying existence should this be?

"Don't be nervous, I will ask you a few questions."

Han Feng said lightly, the Zifu cultivator's expression changed greatly, and he quickly said,

"Senior grandpa, don't kill me...don't kill me!"

Han Feng frowned and shouted angrily,

"I'll let you go when I ask you a few questions. Don't you understand?"

"Ah...oh, good good! Senior and ask, junior will definitely tell everything!"

The purple mansion cultivator quickly opened his mouth and said.

"Well, what is this place?"

Han Feng opened the mouth and said, although the cultivator of Zifu didn't understand why Han Feng didn't even know where this place was, he still answered neatly,

"This is Dark God Continent, North... North Territory."

"Well, what is the realm of the strongest monks here? What are the forces?"

Han Feng said again, although he may not have any contact with those forces, but it is always right to ask.

"Back... back to senior. This North Territory... there is only one strongest force here, the Black Shadow Sect, there are... rumors that the ancestor is in... .. in the town."

The Zifu cultivator stammered and said, Han Feng nodded, it seems that the cultivators in this world are much weaker than the Dongzhou Continent. There are not many in the realm of asking.

"You, let's go."

After Han Feng finished speaking, with a flick of his sleeve, a force sent the purple manor monk away, and then Han Feng returned to his study room.