Chapter 45 Linglong Jasmine Snow

Ye Yang first walked from the Luo River, along the shore, and found the monks from the Breeding Hall in the reed marsh, driving a small group of purple lion geese chasing water plants.

In addition to the four leading ones, there were seven or eight little geese behind, which were furry and extremely cute.

He couldn't help but think of the way Zhang Liaoyuan held four purple lion geese in the Zhang family before.

It seems that these lion geese have grown well in Feitianmen.

Goose eggs are a great tonic. He looked at the group of lion geese and wondered when he would go to the breeding hall to ask for a few goose eggs to eat.

It's just that the tribe has just been established, and the breeding hall may not easily take them out for people to eat.

Accompanied by the shouting of the monks driving the geese, Ye Yang walked for about half an hour and had reached Moli Mountain.

At this time, fine raindrops suddenly fell from the sky.

The cold mountain wind blew the morning mist, covering the distant green mountains like layers of thin gauze.

He secretly used the Withering Hand, and the jasmine flowers around him suddenly seemed to have absorbed the essence of life, and quickly turned yellow and withered.

This Withering Hand was quite powerful, but it was a bit of a spoiler.

Ye Yang sighed: "Such a beautiful scenery, how can it be destroyed by someone like Ye!"

He waved his hands forward, spraying the essence of life, and the jasmine branches stained by the essence seemed to be stronger.

Even many unopened flower buds, covered by the essence, bloomed one after another.

He took some big flower buds and put them into the cloth bag. Ye Yang, like a white ape, flew towards the top of the mountain.

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On the top of the mountain, a group of female cultivators were enjoying the flowers and writing poems.

Ye Yang leaped from the bottom of the mountain, and as he walked, the flowers around him fell and turned yellow.

"I don't know what evil power that person used. He forced flowers to bloom and branches to break along the way, ruining the scenery. It's really annoying."

The speaker was a short-haired woman with a heroic figure, big and full breasts, white skin and heroic spirit.

She had short brown hair and bangs above her eyebrows, which made her look handsome and neat.

Beside the woman was a lady from a noble family, wearing a goose yellow satin long skirt, with soft contours, graceful and beautiful, two dimples smiling and elegant manners.

But at this moment, she seemed to have suffered a little blow, her eyes were dull, and she stared blankly at the jasmine flowers on the cliff in front of her.

There was a sadness between her eyebrows that could not be removed.

Beside the two women, there was a short and fat young man with a pair of big ears, protruding buck teeth, a fat head and a big face, and a slight ruthless light in his eyes.

The short-haired woman was Li Ziyan from the Li family, a family affiliated with Feitianmen, and the graceful and generous one was Bai Zhi, the heir of the Bai family.

It happened to be the day of the Feitianmen Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony. The two were recommended to the Feitianmen by their family at a high price, but they did not get much, and neither of them awakened their destiny.

Li Ziyan and Baizhi had been good friends since childhood. When they heard that there was a Jasmine Mountain outside the Feitianmen Mountain Gate, they made an appointment to come and relax.

But they never thought that they would meet this young man on the road.

When the young man saw the beauty of the two, he was obsessed and could not stop. He followed them all the way, carrying a backpack and becoming their personal guards.

Li Ziyan and Baizhi were already annoyed and did not want to go with the young man. Who would have thought that this man was chasing them closely and was thick-skinned. He would not leave no matter what, so he had to let him follow behind.

At this time, when the young man heard the two women complaining, he seemed dissatisfied, and knew that it was his chance to show off.

He took out a purple hard bow from his back, and with a wave of his power, the purple hard bow swelled with the wind, and soon it swelled to the size of an adult.

"Let me shoot an arrow and drive that villain back."

"Sir, that man didn't do anything wrong. Don't hurt anyone's life. Just drive him back."

Feeling the terrifying aura coming from the hard bow, Bai Zhi and Li Ziyan spoke up quickly, fearing that the young man would accidentally kill someone else.

"It's okay. My father Long Gang and I often go deep into the swamps and cross the borders when we trade and protect goods. I only shot his left leg with this arrow, and it won't kill him."

The young man deliberately made a loud announcement to attract attention, and was very proud, especially when he raised the tone of the word Long Gang.

Li Ziyan and Bai Zhi exclaimed.

"Sir, you are actually the son of the guardian Long Gang."

The surname Long is rare. Long Gang is a very famous guardian in Feitianmen. His strength has reached the fifth level of warriors.

Now he is the general manager of Feitianmen's foreign trade routes, escorting goods, and is not in the sect all year round.

When they heard the man claiming his father's name, they thought of the guardian Long Gang.

"Long Gang is my father. He is a talented man who never changes his name or surname. He is Long Feng'er."

Long Feng'er bent his bow and put an arrow on it. With his left arm slightly bent, a long arrow shot out like a light from a string and rushed forward.

He has learned a lot from his father and has reached the sixth level of Tongqi.

But Long Gang has been away from home for many years and has not been around. He has not liked practicing since he was a child. When he was young, he took the entrance examination of Feitianmen several times but failed.

Long Gang originally found someone to insert him into Feitianmen, but he never thought that Long Feng'er, at a young age, would play with female disciples in the sect and treat them as his own maids.

Later, he was reported and the matter became a big deal. Feitianmen hit him with thirty sticks and expelled him from the sect.

He has been practicing with his father ever since.

This time, Long Gang paid a lot of favors and funds to send him to Feitianmen to awaken his life.

Long Feng'er awakened the low-grade yellow-level life "Chasing Wind Arrow"

At this moment, the arrow was powered by the wind, and the rain and fog were everywhere. This wind-chasing arrow was shot from a distance, with a loud sound and amazing power.

Ye Yang was standing by a jasmine tree, picking flower buds, when he suddenly heard a strong wind coming from behind him.

He looked back and saw a jet-black arrow coming at him. Ye Yang was startled and dodged slightly to avoid the arrow.

"How brave!"

Ye Yang used the Ghost Head Seven Ring Knife, and the knife light split into ten, slashing at the jet-black iron arrow, cutting it into eleven pieces!

It was the one-knife-ten-kills-with-one-knife technique he had learned before!

At the same time, Ye Yang was unwilling to give up, and smashed his left hand down fiercely, forcing the arrow light down. He used the skill of the elephant demon to throw his nose, wrapped more than ten broken arrows, and threw them in the direction they came from.

The black arrow light was like a gust of wind, shooting towards the top of the mountain at a speed far exceeding the speed when it came.

Long Feng'er didn't have time to show off, and suddenly the black arrow light shot over, flashing to the side, and more than ten pieces of broken arrow light shot directly into the stone pavilion, sinking most of it, leaving only the tail of the arrow feathers trembling constantly.

He counted them lightly, there were eleven arrow pits in total, and he gasped in surprise.

"It's the skill of one sword ten kills! This man is actually a master of swordsmanship!"

Long Feng'er exclaimed, the realm of one sword ten kills is extraordinary, countless swordsmen can't comprehend it in their lifetime, and today they actually encountered it here.

And the opponent's strength is too amazing, he actually threw it with his hands, and the fragments directly stabbed into the stone table.

Long Feng'er's forehead broke out in a cold sweat, fortunately he didn't want the other party's life just now, and he had a conflict with him.

He opened his eyes and looked for the thief again.

But he saw a vast expanse of white ahead, foggy, and the whole mountain was full of white jasmine flowers, where was the figure of the man.

"Thief, where are you going, my father is the guardian of Long Gang."

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