Chapter 1603 You Are Not Welcome

If there was a misunderstanding, Yan Junyun really didn't misunderstand anything at this moment, because she never thought that Wang Feng was deliberately alienating her at this moment.

She just felt that she had gotten into such a big trouble this time. Although Wang Feng said it was not strange, he might not have thought so in his heart. Otherwise, why would he turn around and leave now?

Cursing secretly that he failed more than succeeded, Yan Junyun finally caught up with him.

Without the influence of the strange power of the God Burial Land, Wang Feng and Yan Junyun quickly arrived at the city where humans existed.

Qilin and Sparrow were too ostentatious, so Wang Feng had no choice but to send them into his Dantian again.

Although this is a bit cruel to them, because it is killing their most basic freedom, Wang Feng has to do this just for the sake of safety.

Qilin and Golden-winged Dapeng are both mythical beasts of this era. If they are targeted by any illegal people, Wang Feng will definitely be in a lot of trouble.

It's easy to say that Wang Feng can resist those at a low level, but once a king or something comes, Wang Feng will be powerless, so before he has grown up, Wang Feng can only suffer them for a while.

Qilin and the others understood Wang Feng's conscience and intentions, so they didn't struggle at all with Wang Feng's arrangements. They lived directly in Wang Feng's Dantian.

But the turtle is much better. It looks very inconspicuous. Even if someone notices it, they will probably just regard it as an ordinary turtle.

So now it is lying on Wang Feng's shoulder, with a look of enjoyment on its face.

When Wang Feng first found it, it was still a turtle that loved eating barbecue. However, as time went by, it had already abandoned low-level things like barbecue. Like Qilin and the others, it was also obsessed with that kind of turtle. A powerful and delicious elixir.

Although the turtle has no effect on Wang Feng for the time being, Wang Feng believes that in time, its ability to change the breath will definitely have a huge effect on him.

Although this is just Wang Feng's intuition, it does not prevent Wang Feng from giving it pills.

Wang Feng didn't pay much attention to how much the elixir was worth. Moreover, Wang Feng found this turtle first, and after staying together for such a long time, he still had feelings for it.

Even if it has no effect on him at all, Wang Feng will not be stingy with it.

The only drawback is that this turtle is a bit timid and likes to be a turtle when things happen. But it is a tortoise itself. What else can Wang Feng say?

Following the flow of people, Wang Feng and Yan Junyun walked into the city. Different from the central city, although this place was also prosperous, it lacked the majesty of the dense concentration of powerful people.

But with a sweep of his spiritual consciousness, Wang Feng discovered that there were very few Nirvana realms in this city. He could see that the Southern Territory was not filled with iron plates everywhere, and this was just an ordinary small city.

I can't say that Wang Feng is strong enough to walk sideways here, but I'm afraid it's about the same.

"Fellow Taoist, do you know how far this place is from Chishui Pass?" Wang Feng grabbed a monk on the side of the road and asked. This is Wang Feng's consistent approach and I'm afraid it cannot be changed.

"Who are you?" Being pulled by Wang Feng, the monk's expression turned gloomy because it was impolite to pull someone in casually on the road.

"Just tell me what you want to know, and this pill will be yours." Wang Feng already knew how to deal with this situation, so he turned over and took out a pill.

This elixir is a twelfth-grade elixir, which is already a treasure to the monk in front of him.

He only saw the other party swallowing hard, and Wang Feng saw a trace of desire in the other party's eyes.

There is a saying that money can make ghosts go around. This saying is applicable whether it is on earth or in heaven. Interest can drive people, so asking for directions is not a problem.

"Tell me, as long as you tell me where Chishui Prison is, this elixir will be yours." Wang Feng weighed the elixir in his hand and said.

"Chishui is in the east." The man said, and then he pointed a direction to Wang Feng.

"How far is it approximately?" Wang Feng asked as he glanced at the east.

"According to the normal human flight speed, it will take at least a year and a half." The man here paused for a moment, and then continued: "But the city we are in now has a teleportation array. If we change to the teleportation array, If so, we should be able to arrive soon.”

"Okay, it's none of your business, go ahead." Wang Feng handed the elixir in his hand to this man, but Wang Feng did not keep him.

Because he had already told him the information he wanted to know, there was no need for Wang Feng to withhold what belonged to him.

"Thank you." Taking the elixir, the man quickly left Wang Feng's sight, as if he was afraid that Wang Feng would suddenly go back.

Is it just Wang Feng who wants to go back? Wang Feng's twelfth-grade elixir is calculated in units of ten thousand. What does one count?

The purpose of coming to the city is to find the direction of Chishui Pass. Since everyone already knows the location of Chishui Pass, Wang Feng does not need to stay here anymore, because this place is not attractive to him at all.

Without staying here longer, Wang Feng and Yan Junyun headed straight to the east. For many monks, the most common way to travel long distances is to use the teleportation arrays in major cities. These teleportation arrays can Save a lot of trouble.

It's just that the speed of the teleportation array may not be as fast as Wang Feng's teleportation, so it is simply unnecessary for Wang Feng.

Moreover, Wang Feng was not very familiar with the Southern Territory. With the help of the teleportation formation, the ghost knew where he would bend.

So in comparison, Wang Feng still feels that his teleportation is more reliable, because with the help of the rules, he can go wherever he wants without any restrictions.

Although that person said that Chishui Pass was still far away from where Wang Feng and the others were currently, Wang Feng's teleportation was so fast that Wang Feng had already arrived at Chishui Pass in less than half a day.

Emerging from the void, Wang Feng immediately showed a look of surprise, because what appeared in front of him was a scene like a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, with streams and trees everywhere, a scene full of vitality.

It's like a picture scroll spread out in front of you, the environment here is really beautiful and pleasant.

"Has there really been a war in this place?" Wang Feng asked in surprise when seeing such a scene.

"The war must have happened. Maybe these were built later." Yan Junyun said, her voice a little surprised.

Because she didn't expect Chishui Pass to be such a beautiful place.

Logically speaking, places where wars have occurred should be extremely chaotic, because the wounds left by wars are not easy to heal.

But this place is a little unusual. There are green leaves everywhere, and it looks like a paradise.

Even at this moment, Wang Feng couldn't help but have the idea of ​​living in seclusion here, but he also knew that this was just a thought. He had a heavy responsibility, and it was not easy for him to rest.

Unless his realm reaches the pinnacle, if he wants to rest, it will be nothing more than a daydream.

Everything he shouldered forced Wang Feng to move forward step by step.

Once the shot is taken, there is no turning back. As the saying goes, there is no turning back. No matter what is ahead, Wang Feng can only go to the dark side in one way.

Opening his eyes, Wang Feng looked at the beautiful land. Different from the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers on the ground, dead bones could be seen everywhere under the ground. These people were all injured here in the battle in the past. of monks.

No one knows their names, and no one knows their origins. As long as the monks who died in the war were all buried under this piece of land, there was not even a tombstone. This has to be said to be a kind of sorrow.

It's just that the sadness is not just here. No matter where it is, those who died in the war basically don't have a real grave. They are a group of nameless undead.

On the surface, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, but how many people can imagine that underneath this beautiful appearance, there is a hell-like scene hidden?

There are countless skeletons under the earth, and the bottom of the creek is even more strewn with skeletons. It is hard to imagine how terrible the war that happened here was.

I guess that could be called a shocking war, otherwise there wouldn't be so many corpses here.

"It's so beautiful. It would be great if I could live here forever." Yan Junyun said, looking a little yearning.

Of course, there was one hidden thing she didn't say clearly, that is, she hoped to live in seclusion here with Wang Feng for the rest of her life.

Just is that possible?

Not to mention Wang Feng's ambitions, Wang Feng would not be able to find stability here even for his family. What he needs is peak combat power, and enjoying comfort is a privilege only for the dead.

"Behind beauty often represents evil. There are some things that you just haven't seen through to their essence." Wang Feng spoke, and then said: "Chishui Pass has arrived, what are your plans."

"If I have any plans, let me look around first." Yan Junyun responded.

"Okay." Originally, Wang Feng wanted to say that he and Yan Junyun parted ways, but when he thought that she had dared to break into the God Burial Ground for him not long ago, Wang Feng could not say these words.

Or I am too kind and can't even say harsh words.

He and Yan Junyun flew forward, and it didn't take long for them to see a gathering place of human monks.

It is not wrong to say that this is a city, and it is not wrong to say that this is not a city, because this place does not have walls like ordinary cities at all. It is full of trees, most of which are hundreds of meters high, and many monks live on them.

They all use trees as their homes, and their houses are large holes formed by digging out trees. It has to be said that this is the first time Wang Feng has encountered monks living in this way since entering the heaven.

They are just like those ethnic minority areas on earth, with strange living habits.

Entering this place, Wang Feng found that many monks were looking at the two of them strangely. It seemed that they were constantly sizing up himself and Yan Junyun.

"What do you do?" At this moment, a voice suddenly came. Looking up, Wang Feng found that the speaker was a middle-aged monk.

There was a vigilant look on this man's face, and there seemed to be vague hostility. Wang Feng didn't know where he had offended the other party, so that the other party's tone was completely like a question.

"We are people passing by this place. We saw how beautiful this place is and came here to take a look." Wang Feng responded.

"In that case, you two go out, we don't welcome outsiders here."

"Not welcome?" Wang Feng laughed when he heard this. There was no rule about who this place belonged to. If he said he wasn't welcome, wouldn't it mean that he wasn't welcome?

It's like someone standing in a city and telling you that this city doesn't welcome you. Isn't that nonsense? Do you really think this is some kind of private property?