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The next morning, Shi Feng followed Jin San to a large inn in the south of the city. This inn was called "Xian Ke Lai" and it was specially designed to entertain cultivators. Shi Feng swept his consciousness and found that there were many shadows inside. The monks were all at the seventh or eighth level of Qi refining, so Shi Feng immediately became a little more careful.

Jin San had obviously been here before. He entered the back courtyard all the way. There was a sign at the entrance of the courtyard with a notice recruiting cooks. There was a desk in the courtyard, and an old man in green robes, about sixty years old, was sitting behind it. He is a Qi Refiner with a cultivation level at the fifth level of Qi Refining.

Shi Feng walked over respectfully, and Jin San said respectfully, "Master Immortal, are you recruiting people?" The old man nodded and said, "That's right. Are you two going to apply?" Jin San and Shi Feng said He nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes."

The old man said in a sweet voice, "Can I be literate?" Shi Feng was stunned. Do you need to be literate to find a helper? Seeing the two people's hesitation, the old man said, "I'm not asking you to be literate. If you're not literate, I'll read this document to you." Jin San and the others nodded in thanks.

The old man took out the contract from the table and read it from beginning to end. The content was exactly what Jin San said. Jin San and Shi Feng had no objections and put their fingerprints on the document. The old man was secretly happy, because it would take half a year to go back and forth, and he was worried about not being able to recruit cooks for this business. The chief manager even blamed himself several times for this. These two men were tall and strong, so they were suitable candidates.

Shi Feng and the two signed the paperwork, and the old man gave the two of them short cotton robes and ordered them to work in the back.

There were already twenty or thirty men in the backyard, busy packing the goods for trucks, mainly all kinds of ores, but also some unique spiritual trees and flowers of Fengming Mountain. Shi Feng was working while identifying the goods transported by the caravan. It's very mixed, including weapon refining materials, elixir materials, and some Zhongli wood, which are materials for making talisman paper.

In the next few days, Shi Feng and Jin San were busy loading goods. During the chat, Shi Feng learned that this caravan belonged to the "Xuanling Pavilion" in Wuyi City, Zhongshan State. Wuyi was the second largest city in Zhongshan State, with a population second only to Capital Lingshou.

Shi Feng secretly paid attention and observed for several days, feeling that Xuanling Pavilion had a great background. In the great war between good and evil in the Yan Kingdom, there is an urgent shortage of all kinds of magic weapons, elixirs, talismans, and seals. Everyone wants to make money from the war, but they must also have the strength, otherwise, once the goods arrive in the Yan Kingdom, won't they be snatched up by others?

On the fifth day, the goods were finally loaded, and fifteen fully loaded carriages stopped in front of the "Cyclamen", ready to go.

Shi Feng finally met the leader of this trip. He was a man in his mid-thirties, with a medium build, and his whole body looked lean. Shi Feng only knew that this man's surname was Lu, and everyone called him Manager Lu. This man was the eighth Qi Refiner. The top level, the highest level of cultivation.

Manager Lu looked at everyone, got on his horse, waved and said, "Let's go!" There were a total of twenty monks under him, one monk for each of the fifteen carriages, two civilian husbands,

Manager Lu and the old man in green robe opened the way, while the other two monks at the eighth level of Qi Refining blocked the way. The entire convoy was like a long snake, passing through the streets of Changshan Town and heading towards the west gate.

Shi Feng and Jin Sansan were in the fourth carriage. Shi Feng used the breathing technique and was careful all the way.

Arriving at the west gate, the two foundation-building monks were still sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed. Manager Lu dismounted and clasped his fists, "Greetings to the two seniors." The foundation-building monk on the left opened his eyes and said, "This is Manager Lu from Xuanling Pavilion. This is Going back?"

Mr. Lu said, "Exactly." He took out a token from his storage bag. The foundation-building monk reached out to take it, and with a sweep of his consciousness, the token recorded the images of twenty Qi Refining monks, including Mr. Lu. The foundation-building monk checked them all correctly. As for the thirty civilians who drove the carriage, the foundation-building monk only scanned them with his spiritual consciousness and found that there was no spiritual energy fluctuation, so he did not investigate them carefully.

He raised his hand and threw the token back, saying, "Manager Lu, have a good trip." With a wave of his hand, the city gate opened, and he had closed his eyes again and fell into meditation. But from beginning to end, the foundation-building monk from the Hundred Beasts Sect didn't say a word at all, and didn't even open his eyelids.

Manager Lu bowed in thanks, the wheels rolled, and the caravan left Changshan Town.

Shi Feng didn't expect to leave Yan country like this, and he was overjoyed.

The convoy headed west, sleeping and eating in the open air. Fortunately, the road was relatively smooth. They had traveled more than 200 miles in three days and were far away from Changshan Town. Only then did Shi Feng feel completely relieved. Jin San sat in the carriage, feeling very comfortable. He quietly said to Shi Feng, "Brother, it seems that this trip is the right one."

After walking for another two days, the road conditions began to get worse. First there were small hills, and then there was a short mountain that could not be seen. Dark clouds were like lead above the head, and light snow gradually fell.

Manager Lu was anxious and urged everyone to hurry up. However, the rugged mountain road was filled with ice and snow, slipping and bumping. All thirty people came down to push the cart forward. There were several dangerous places that they could not push past no matter how hard they pushed. I had to unload part of the cargo first and then reload it after passing through.

After three or five days of this, Jin San was so tired that his feet and back ached, and his original sense of comfort had long since turned into full of complaints.

Shi Feng was silent along the way, but his consciousness was relaxed and he did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

At the front, Manager Lu and the old man in green robes who were recruiting civilian husbands were talking softly. The north wind was blowing so hard that no one else could hear clearly, but in Shi Feng's ears, every word was missed.

Mr. Lu said, "Hey, if we keep going like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to make it back as scheduled. It's all my fault, uncle. I had to buy two thousand kilograms of hemp stone, which delayed me for six or seven days. Otherwise, it wouldn't be like this." The old man said, " In fact, we didn’t waste any time, it’s just that the season was wrong, and it didn’t snow yet at this time in previous years.”

Manager Lu looked up at the sky and said, "I'm afraid the snow will get heavier and heavier. No matter what, we have to cross Toad Valley before the heavy snow seals the mountain." The old man said, "Are you afraid..." Manager Lu nodded and said, " Yes, this time Yan Guo did not choose Wanbaozhai to do business with us, Uncle Liu, do you think they will give up? "

The old man Liu Shu asked, "But they didn't do anything when they came?" Mr. Lu said, "That's different. When we came, we brought magic weapons, elixirs, talismans, and seals. Although there were many things, we put them all in storage bags. Twenty people set out on the journey. Before leaving, my uncle set off a few more smoke bombs to prevent them from guessing our departure time and route, and then we arrived safely at Yan State. We were transporting materials, some of which were light. You and I have put it into storage bags, but we can’t fit these tens of thousands of kilograms of materials, so we can only use a horse-drawn carriage to pull it, and we can’t walk more than sixty miles in a day, hey.”

Uncle Liu said, "You can't come in a hurry. Although we monks are not afraid of wind and snow, those mortals are not. Besides, our horsepower needs to rest." Manager Lu was silent for a moment and said, "There is a small town ahead. Let's rest for a night." , buy some more beef flatbreads for them, and drink ten pounds of soju for each of them to warm themselves up. "

The convoy traveled through wind and snow for another four days. Calculating the distance, we found that we had traveled thousands of miles from Yan State and had crossed four mountain ridges. In front of us was Toad Valley. After passing Toad Valley, we reached the boundary of Wuyi. Wuyi City was The territory of the Vajra Gate, which comes from Buddhism, strictly prohibits monks from fighting within its sphere of influence.

The snow stopped and fell all the way, but fortunately Toad Valley was not blocked by snow yet, and Manager Lu finally had a smile on his tense face. Shi Feng looked from a distance and saw towering mountains to the left and right, with only a flat valley in the middle, shaped like a toad's mouth.

Director Lu took the horse and shouted, "Yan Liu, go explore the road." A monk responded loudly and rode his horse into the valley. After a while, he galloped back and said loudly, "There is only snow." Half a foot deep, it can pass the carriage." Manager Lu said solemnly, "Is there any other movement?"

Manager Lu was overjoyed and waved his hand and led the convoy into Toad Valley. Although there was only half a foot of snow, it was still very troublesome for the convoy to move. Thirty people including Shi Feng were behind, pushing the carriage on the snow with their shoulders and backs.

Manager Lu was cautious and walked very slowly with the magic plate in his hand. The other monks took out their magic weapons and put up their shields to block the way.

Shi Feng let go of his consciousness while pushing the carriage. Suddenly, an extremely obscure spiritual consciousness swept across his body. Oh no, there is an ambush!

However, Mr. Lu, who was at the forefront, showed no reaction. Apparently, the Dharma Pan did not detect the opponent.

Shi Feng immediately paid attention, and this spiritual consciousness swept over several times. Shi Feng calculated the distance and found that he was only three to five hundred steps away from them. He secretly raised his head and saw five hundred steps away, with cliffs on both sides pointing upwards, and a mountain rising from the top of the mountain. Rows of pine forests, silent under the blanket of snow.

Shi Feng secretly wondered, this spiritual consciousness is not very powerful, and it is estimated that the other party is definitely not a foundation-building monk, but why can't Manager Lu find it?

When they were only four hundred steps away from the jungle, Shi Feng's consciousness had already enveloped the entire pine forest, and he discovered that there were thirty people lurking in the snow, all of whom were practicing Qi refining.

Shi Feng thought to himself, even if one of them has great supernatural powers, there are thirty-one people, and it’s impossible that Director Lu can’t find one person. In this case, there must be some treasure among this group of people that can interfere with the Dharma plate in Director Lu’s hand. detection.

Seeing that they were only two or three hundred steps away from the pine forest, if they went any further they would enter an ambush circle. The enemy was condescending and they were afraid that with one blow, more than half of the convoy would be killed or injured. Shi Feng couldn't bear it. Manager Lu had treated their cook alright all the way. It was a pity to lose his life for no reason.

Manager Lu was walking in front when suddenly a very thin voice whispered in his ear, "Stop, there is an ambush in the pine forest above." Manager Lu was stunned for a moment, hurriedly took the horses, and looked back. This voice was very strange. It came from came from behind, but except for a group of people from the motorcade, there was no one else behind.

Seeing his surprised look, Uncle Liu hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" Manager Lu was stunned, and suddenly whispered, "The order came down, there is an ambush." ​​Uncle Liu was startled and hurriedly made a few gestures behind him. , all the monks dismounted and crouched behind the horses. For a moment, their spiritual light shone, but they all sacrificed their magic weapons.

The cooks such as Jin San were also shocked. They had all been told before that if there was a fight, it had nothing to do with them. They could just hide quietly behind the carriage and never do anything rashly.

Manager Lu raised his head and shouted, "Come out, friends in the pine forest."

After a while, there was a cold snort, and a burly man wearing a bamboo hat appeared on the top of the mountain. His voice was hoarse and he said, "With your ability, how do you know that a certain family is hiding here?".

Manager Lu swept his consciousness and found that this big man was actually at the ninth level of Qi Refining. His heart skipped a beat. However, he had been in the world for a long time and was not too panicked. He asked without answering, "Who is your Excellency? But Wanbaozhai Paer is waiting for you." of?"

The man in the bamboo hat sneered, "Do you think I will answer you? Kill!" The thirty men behind him had already buckled their concealed weapons. As soon as they heard the order, a silver light suddenly poured down from the top of the mountain.

The sound was astonishing. If Manager Lu and others were unprepared, more than half of them would be killed or injured in this attack. But since everyone was prepared, they put up their shields. The top of the mountain was far away, and there was a jingling sound, and magical weapons clashed. , No one on Mr. Lu’s side was injured.

The masked men on the top of the mountain were extremely skillful in their movements. After releasing their hidden weapons, they threw out their grabbing ropes one after another and slid down from the top of the mountain along the rope. At the same time, they also used their magical powers, either flying knives and iron whips, or poisonous bees and strange snakes, towards Xuan Xuan. The monks from the Ling Pavilion rushed towards him.

As for Shi Feng and other cooks and horses behind, the masked man ignored them. Obviously, these people intended to rob them, and they kept the cooks and horses to continue to transport goods.

Thirty civilians squatted behind the carriage, with their hands behind their heads, not daring to even look at them. Jin San's face was pale, and he was mumbling, and it was unclear whether he was praying or cursing.