The Evil God Emperor is In the City

After Wang Mengfu Dengyun left, Ge Mu heaved a sigh of relief.

This catastrophe escaped!

After a few words of greetings, I followed Feng Tianhe, the head of the Sanqingmen, all the way to the middle of the mountain, and stopped in front of a century-old pine tree with a swaying posture.

Feng Tianhe raised his hand and pointed, and the rock wall in front of him suddenly showed ripples like water waves.

This is the entrance to the cave of Sanqingmen.

Passing through this rock wall without any obstacles, the eyes suddenly opened up.

The rich spiritual energy rushed to the face.

Not far away, white smoke curled up, lingering staggered ancient buildings. Walking along the road, there were fresh green trees and white flowers on both sides. The tall trees had grown for many years, and their bark was covered with moist moss.

An ancient trolley was buried in the grass, and the copper nails on its axle wedges were thick with rust, as if they were ancient things.

If Zhao Yiqing's villa in Xiaoyuan Mountain is a retro atmosphere deliberately created, then Sanqingshan Cave Tian is a real classic and beautiful, and the plants, trees, bricks and tiles have experienced countless years of care.

Much like, upper bound...

It's just that the seriously injured Ge Mu has no intention of reminiscing about his past life from these scenery at this time.

Feng Tianhe didn't say much. He felt that Ge Mu must have been exhausted physically and mentally if he could escape from the hands of the old monster Wang Mengfu.

If you have anything to say tomorrow.

Ge Mu thanked him again, entered the room, and did not forget to send a text message to Zhao Yiqing to report safety.

Her beautiful fiancée has made more than 70 calls today, and she must be very anxious at this time, but Ge Mu's phone calls are gone, so she briefly sent a few words:

Peace, don't miss it.

Then he fell asleep with his head covered.

This is probably the longest time he has slept since his reincarnation, and he slept until noon the next day, when the dazzling sunlight shone through the window panes.

Open heavy eyelids.

Fang Ying and Feng Tianhe were both at the side.

Fang Ying was also injured yesterday, but it was only a shock from his own full-strength move. Wang Mengfu finally did not do anything to her because of his identity, and the injury was not serious. It is estimated that Feng Tianhe also helped with the diagnosis and treatment, and his complexion was normal.

"Brother Ge is finally awake."

Feng Tianhe considers himself to be of the lower generation of Immortal Master Yan, and thinks that Ge Mu is probably the descendant of Immortal Master Yan, so he is commensurate with his peers.

Ge Mu got up and said, "I would also like to thank Sect Master Feng for his righteous words yesterday."

"You're welcome, how can I stand idly by about your brother's business? Get up to eat first, and chat while eating, the dishes are already ready. We grind the tofu by ourselves; the fish are raised by ourselves, which is better than the one in the Xunyang River now. Much better, you absolutely can't eat outside."

There are already six kinds of dishes on the table, which look ordinary, but have a pleasant aroma.

The Xunyang fish fillet is worth mentioning.

According to legend, this famous dish in southern Gansu was created by Xiao Qiao, the wife of Zhou Yu of the Three Kingdoms, and the herring used in Sanqingmen was wild in the cave, no pollution, no pollution, and delicious taste.

Ge Mu couldn't help but eat more.

After three rounds, the conversation gets to the point.

Feng Tianhe sighed and said, "I have already checked your brother's pulse just now, and my brother's Taiyang and Shaoyang veins have been severely injured... Neither my senior brother, who is in the Jindan realm, is able to heal."

Ge Mu smiled and said, "It's not bad to be able to save his life this time."

He wasn't worried about the damaged meridians.

Because the Long Yuan of Xinghe Zulong can not only restore the wounds of flesh and blood, but also nourish the meridians and make the meridians return to their original state, but it is just a lot slower.

Feng Tianhe continued: "Yesterday I suggested that my brother understand the grievances with Wang Zhuo on the Five Mountains Discussion Road. It was originally a plan to delay the army, but now my brother is afraid that the situation is too fierce and very small."

"fine."

"fine?"

"Sect Master Feng must have seen Master Yan's old-fashioned skills before."

More than seen, admiration!

Ge Mu added: "Since I practiced with that old man, there is always something special about me, the meridian injury and the life-and-death struggle with the disciples of the Huanchen Sect are well known. Sect Master Feng needn't worry, Eat and eat."

Feng Tianhe was skeptical, but thinking of Immortal Master Yan's ability, he couldn't help but believe it a little bit.

After dinner.

Feng Tianhe took Ge Mu and Fang Ying to visit the cave in Sanqingmen.

Sanqingmen was originally a third-rate sect, and Dongtian couldn’t compare to the size of the Huanchen sect, with an area of ​​about 30 square kilometers, but for a Sanqingmen with only over a hundred people, such an area was already very vast.

Like others, there are all the permanent halls in the monastic world, such as the Conference Hall, Doufa Field, Sutra Building, Disciple Residence, Enlightenment Academy, Jiling Pavilion, etc. in Sanqingmen.

Different things, Sanqingmen also reclaimed the idle land into farmland and vegetable gardens!

There are also ancient tofu workshops, wine workshops, rice mills, etc., which are very down-to-earth, but also very unexpected.

Into the rice mill.

Ge Mu and Fang Ying were immediately surprised. The stone mill in front of them was almost two meters high, ten times larger than an ordinary stone mill.

Fang Ying wondered, "Sect Master Feng, this grinding donkey can't even pull it."

Feng Tianhe laughed loudly: "Where is this pulled by a donkey? It is pushed by a human. The disciples who have not yet reached the foundation building can also use this stone mill to exercise their physique. The stone mill weighs five thousand kilograms and usually requires four or five disciples. Just push it."

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"Why don't you two try it?"

Fang Ying was also curious. She pressed the thick and pure iron grinding handle with both hands and pushed it forward. She was barely able to push it, but she couldn't make a full circle.

"You try?" Fang Ying turned to look at Ge Mu with a smile.

Although Ge Mu's meridians were damaged and his strength was greatly reduced, he could still move like a fly when he pushed the stone mill.

Feng Tianhe said in admiration, "My brother is very strong."

"Alright."

"Look elsewhere."

Go out of the rice mill and continue to walk forward.

On the way, in twos and threes, they met a few disciples of the Sanqing Sect. They bowed their hands to Feng Tianhe, and the male disciple couldn't help but glance at the handsome Fang Ying.

Why is such a beautiful woman here again?

Isn't this a water inlet?

"Sect Master, who is this Senior Sister?"

"Fuck off! Don't ask questions, spend more time practicing." Sect Master Feng is not a rigid sect leader, he is very close.

"The aptitudes of the disciples under my sect are of poor quality, and they are very unpopular. Brother Ge is the same age as them, so I will teach them a lesson when I have time to prevent them from being lazy."

Ge Mu went far and looked at a few disciples of the Sanqing Sect. His aptitude was indeed mediocre. He shook his head and said politely, "With Sect Master Feng's instructions, I won't do anything."

"Brother, don't treat yourself as an outsider. To be honest, I have the intention to let my brother stay."

"We don't have a place to go now, we must disturb Sect Master Feng for a while longer." This time Ge Mu was not polite.

"Okay! Welcome. My brother is being raised at my Sanqing Mountain Gate with peace of mind. Although his Huanchen Sect is powerful, he doesn't dare to break into Sanqing Gate in vain to find trouble for my brother."

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