I practice martial arts, and it’s normal to be invincible billions of times, right?

Five hours later, Yan Fei finally arrived at Taiping Mountain.

It's not a long way, two hours in total.

The other three hours Yan Fei used to dredge up the relationship.

After all, Taiping Mountain is a mountain.

But it's actually a no-go zone.

There have been legends long ago that Taiping Mountain is where the dragon vein fortune of several places in Haicheng is located

, so in order to protect the luck of several cities, the big family spent a lot of money to set up nearly 1,000 security patrols within a radius of dozens of kilometers in Taiping Mountain.

And they all have unique skills, masters above the fourth order.

Moreover, the Wuji view of this Taiping Mountain is even more mysterious, and there is a strange person in the legend view.

That is to know astronomy and geography, 500 years before and 500 years later.

Of course, Yan Fei didn't believe it, but he couldn't help anyone believe it.

Legend has it that this Taoist master was born before he was ten years old, and he was often guarded by top masters around him.

This is why it took Yan Fei two hours to come and three hours to dredge the relationship.

At first, I contacted the night shark, but the night shark said that they didn't give face to the Dragon God Pavilion.

Then he contacted Tang Qingwu and Tang Tianyang, but they said that they didn't have that way at all.

In the end, she called Xu Jinyi and begged her for a favor.

Xu Jinyi on the other end of the phone was also very embarrassed, and said that he would let Yan Fei wait and ask his father if he could help.

In this way, Yan Fei sat at the gate of Wujiguan for nearly two hours before a little Taoist boy came to open the door.

That Dao Tong looked to be eleven or twelve years old, and his face had not yet shed his immaturity.

He opened a crack in the door, revealing half of his face to look at Yan Fei.

"

Your surname?" Yan Fei hurriedly got up and nodded respectfully: "Your surname is Yan, I came to see the Taoist." The

little Taoist priest pulled the heavy door open and jumped over the threshold to Yan Fei.

"Yan Shanxin, our master is invited, come with me. As

he spoke, he swayed into the courtyard.

Yan Fei hurriedly followed in, and walked quickly to the back of the Taoist temple under the guidance of this little Taoist boy.

After passing through the standard Taoist temple, the two came to a lotus pond.

A corridor divides the lotus pond into two, and through the corridor, Yan Fei walks into a peach blossom forest again.

Yan Fei couldn't help but sigh at the beauty of the scenery, but the little Taoist boy ran on tiptoe with a smile.

"Master, people are here. As

he spoke, he jumped over the peach blossom tree and into a building.

Yan Fei passed through the peach blossom forest and saw two men sitting in a small attic not far away.

The white-clothed young man knocked the little Taoist boy on the head with a dozen hands.

"Be polite to your guests. The

voice was very cold, but there was a feeling that was difficult to describe.

Yan Fei looked towards the second floor by the light, and could only see a little of the environment.

After the boy came down from the second floor, he saluted Yan Fei.

"Mr. Yan, my master is invited.

Yan Fei nodded: "Thank you, Xiaodao Chief." After

that, he went up to the second floor, turned left and right, and went to the second floor, where he saw two men sitting by the window on the second floor.

One man was the "senior", while the other man was holding his long hair and sitting with his back to Yan Fei.

Yan Fei pretended to bend down and salute.

"Stop talking, my name is..."

"Mr. Yan, please take a seat."

The chief didn't look back, just waved his hand and motioned for Yan Fei to sit next to the two.

Yan Fei nodded, walked to the two of them in a few steps and sat down.

The senior was sipping a cup of tea, not shocked by Yan Fei's arrival.

"Sit, this is a good tea brewed by twenty years of fairy fruits, taste it. The

senior picked up the teapot and poured a full cup for Yan Fei, and then drank it to himself.

Yan Fei was in a hurry, and just wanted to talk to his senior.

"Senior... I have something urgent to ask you..."

The senior stretched out his hand and made a void in his mouth.

"Know what you're here for, drink tea first, now is not the time, waiting for someone.

Yan Fei wanted to speak again, but after glancing at the handsome-looking man in a white robe, he obediently closed his mouth.

After taking a sip of tea, he coughed lightly.

"Ahem... Mr. Yan, I have already told Hang about your matter, so you don't need to repeat it.

Yan Fei looked at the senior with some puzzlement, and the senior just nodded and did not speak.

"It turns out that this senior's surname is Hang?" Yan

Fei muttered in his heart, but it was hard to say anything.

After a long time, Yan Fei still couldn't help it.

"Stop talking, how do you know what I said and what you know?"

"Miss Shangguan is a prosperous man, and Mr. Yan doesn't need to worry. "

Damn... Do you really know?"

Yan Fei couldn't help but complain, causing the senior to frown.

"Mr. Yan, the head of the Dao is a monk, please pay attention to your words.

Yan Fei nodded hurriedly, he didn't know what kind of path this senior was, so he could only admit it temporarily.

The chief smiled slightly, not angry.

"Don't be angry, Mr. Yan, there are some things, just let it be, don't worry too much, there will be an answer in the future."

Yan Fei couldn't figure out what this stop meant, and he didn't reply, just drinking tea by himself.

I wanted to ask the seniors to help talk, but I didn't expect the seniors to dislike him at all.

If Shangguan Lingqi can't kill Yan Fei, she will have to kill herself.

Yan Fei is still a good person after all, and he can't see others die.

After a long time, a golden light flashed in the sky, and it fell to the ground with a swish.

The elder and the senior put down the teacup at the same time and smiled at each other.

Yan Fei tried to look out, but he was too far away from the window and couldn't see the situation outside.

After a while, there was a clattering sound on the wooden staircase, as if someone had come up.

Sure enough, a few seconds later, a man's voice came from around the corner.

"Jiuyou, Xiaohang, I'm late.

Yan Fei's heart tightened at this voice, and he secretly shouted that he wouldn't be so unlucky, right?

He looked back and saw that the person who came was "

Lao Gao", and Lao Gao was also stunned when he saw Yan Fei, and asked a little suspiciously.

"Yan Fei, why are you here?" Yan

Fei's legs were weak at this time, how could he meet this living plague god here?

"High Immortal, please be seated.

Lao Gao nodded and sat down next to the senior.

Looking at Yan Fei, who was evading his eyes, Lao Gao couldn't help but ask.

"Yan Fei, how did you come here?"

nodded the table: "It was Hang's subordinates who recommended him to come over and find Hang to solve some problems."

Lao Gao was even more puzzled and looked at Senior Hang.

"Is it reliable for your subordinates to recommend Yan Fei over?"

Senior Hang slowly put down the teacup and nodded slightly.

"Fortunately, anyway, everyone knows about me drinking tea with Zhiyan Daochang. "