Yue Fei is gone.

When they left, most of the people in Xiangyang rushed out of the city gate to see him off.

Even though his car was driven away dozens of miles, there was still a ranger hanging behind him.

As the most famous general in the Southern Song Dynasty.

Now that he has brewed a beautiful Northern Expedition, he can be said to be a perfect golden body.

Twenty-eight cities and a territory of nearly one million square kilometers were captured.

Lan Li thinks.

Now Yue Fei is only a few years away from cultivating, and his energy is enough to reach Chang'an...

It is not the general who needs cultivation.

It is the soldiers lost to the Southern Song Dynasty.

After spending another village, Lan Li, who felt that Yue Fei would probably not die, turned around and left.

It was just the same time when Renley left.

The Wudang Grandmaster in the carriage opened his eyes.

Seeing this, Yue Fei asked with a smile:

"Why, has the little guy from the Lan family left?"

"Go away."

The old master with gray hair nodded to Yue Fei:

"Ship Yue, remember to be more careful when you see that child next time."

"Why did Wuwang say this?"

"The old Taoist felt murderous intent in him, and he wanted to kill you."

"Kill me?"

Yue Fei was stunned, then laughed:

"A certain family went north and took away two hundred and thirty-five generals.

I owe him so many lives.

It's also right that he wants to kill me..."

"Ship Yue is also careful."

After interrupting Yue Fei's words, the old Taoist Wuwang shook his head at him and said:

"This child may be the most outstanding disciple of my Wudang since my ancestors.

Only one path of cultivation.

His talent is probably to be able to match the Double Ninth Festival shawl.”

"What does Wuwang mean?"

"If he wants to kill you, within three years, the old Taoist may also protect Yue Shuaiquan."

"What about three years later?"

"I'm afraid that the old Taoist will be surpassed by the disciples behind him..."

Speaking of this, a hint of surprise flashed in the old Taoist priest's eyes.

Just now when Renli followed behind the convoy, in his spiritual sense, it was like a ball of fire hanging behind him.

Fresh and dazzling, like the rising sun of the first birth.

Without the old man like them, there is only dazzling glory and pride.

Very dazzling...

Perhaps Lan Li himself didn't know it.

His figure represents a sentence in the eyes of many Wudang masters.

"You are old, the future is ours. It won't take long to go ahead and we will surpass you."

It was a silent temperament.

Unlike the confidence brought by the increase in cultivation of others, it is a kind of self-confidence that comes from the bottom of your heart!

And this.

It is also the reason why Zhang Sanfeng doesn’t like Lan Li!

Among a group of ordinary disciples, a few talented people popped up, and most of the teachers would be happy.

But be this talented disciple.

When I feel that I can surpass my predecessors at any time, my predecessors will not be so happy.

The last person who brought this feeling to everyone was Wang Chongyang who practiced innate skills.

As for going up?

Sorry, even Zhang Sanfeng himself did not bring such a tingling feeling.

"Three years?"

......

......

Lan Li naturally didn't know about the conversation in the car.

He had nowhere to know that an elder who ranked high among the masters of Wudang had such high praise for him.

At this moment, he had already drove out of Xiangyang City in the Lan family's carriage.

Um.

A very spacious and unusual carriage.

Pulled by four black horses, the materials for the carriage are also precious mahogany that has been polished.

That's right, it was the one I snatched Zhao Min's car...

After scraping off the carriage carved dragons and phoenixes, reinstalling shock absorption and some settings.

This luxurious horse-drawn carriage became Renli's car traveling south.

Of course, this time, the Lan family was not the only carriage to accompany them.

The sixty guards led by Zuo Zhong did not say anything, but behind the convoy, there were more than a dozen carriages used by the Lan family to transport goods.

Formed a caravan of considerable size.

Originally, Renli didn't plan to bring so many people.

But when Lu Yi piled up the things they needed to use, the food they had eaten along the way, and a lot of messy betrothal gifts on the carriage.

The convoy itself had six carriages.

In this way, you don’t think about moving forward quickly.

He also made a guest appearance as a "traveler".

Although Lan Li didn't think this was of any use, Lu Yi felt that her young master should learn the tricks between businessmen.

Then, he handed over this job to Dongfang Bai...

Inside the carriage.

Qingfeng looked at Dongfang Bai who was busy settled the score, and then looked at Lan Li, who was holding a book of "One Qi Transforms Three Qings" and was excited to read.

There is a saying that MMP is kept in my heart and I don’t know who to say to!

To be honest, this is completely different from what Qingfeng imagines!

This time he went to Emei, thinking of riding with Lan Li and heading straight to Sichuan.

If the cranes were not raised too fat, he would still want to ride the cranes!

What's the result?

A huge fleet of more than one hundred people.

The carriage that was so luxurious that it made him dizzy.

There was a girl sitting in the carriage muttering, "Ten taels of cast iron swords, thirty taels of cooked iron swords, and more than one hundred taels of refined iron swords... so black and so black."

The key is that this girl is still very beautiful...

This made Qingfeng feel confused.

I wanted to ask Lan Li whether they were going to rob a couple or on an outing.

But when you think about it, you should give some betrothal gifts when you get married.
To be continued...