It was dawn, and Jiang Qinfeng had not yet opened his eyes. Suddenly, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew the thin quilt on his body to the ground. It was freezing. He opened his eyes in a daze, and happened to meet Gongsun Ying's cold eyes. His head instantly

wide awake.

"I've been waiting for you, why don't you hurry up."

After leaving these words, Gongsun Ying drifted away again.

Jiang Qinfeng rubbed his eyes, thinking that the ghost had just appeared.

"Tian Tianpiao, let's just call Gongsun Piao."

Yesterday, Gongsun Ying and him agreed that in addition to Jiang Youlin, Jiang Qinfeng would also go to Xiangmu Village to experience life. After all, staying in the City Lord's Mansion would not be beneficial to his practice.

It was really strange. He remembered that it was still early before the appointed time. There was no way he could have overslept on such an important matter.

Jiang Qinfeng dressed and washed like a whirlwind, put on his white brocade socks, stepped on the ground with one foot and kicked off his boots. He was so hasty that he almost fell, and stumbled out of the room.

"Sorry, sorry, am I late?"

He hurried to the dining room. None of the monks were there. Only the maids of Jiang Mansion were setting out the meals and casting curious glances at him.

After several minutes, Ji Yanghui finally arrived. When he saw Jiang Qinfeng waiting, he smiled knowingly.

"Master has always been like this. What he said is very early. What he said is late is early. What he said is very late is just right. You have to get used to it in the future."

The second person to arrive was Jiang Youlin. Seeing Jiang Qin sitting there in an upbeat manner, he wanted to go over and sit next to him, but was inadvertently separated by Ji Yanghui.

"Master Jiang, you don't want to make Master angry so early in the morning, do you?"

Jiang Youlin nodded and sat further away in a good-tempered manner. He was smart today and did not wear white clothes. He changed back to his old bamboo green color. His face was as usual, but it always made people feel a bit lonely.

Jiang Qinfeng learned the lesson and took out a small red paper crane from his robe, put it in the palm of his hand, blew it, and the paper crane flapped its wings gently, flew around Jiang Youlin several times, and finally landed in front of him.

Jiang Youlin looked up at him, his eyes shining like stars.

Several monks came to eat one after another. Almost all of these monks came from different places and had different tastes. Therefore, the small kitchen in Tangli Villa also tried their best to satisfy the immortals.

Jiang Qinfeng ordered a piece of hot wontons to eat. These small wontons had thin skin and fragrant fillings. They were wrapped in soup and had a transparent luster. The shrimps and vegetables inside were delicious. After taking a sip of the hot soup, they were simply warm.

In the stomach.

He went to see Jiang Youlin and found that he was also eating wontons.

If Jiang Qinfeng remembers correctly, Jiang Youlin has always been on par with Gongsun Ying and has always eaten plain porridge.

"Have you eaten? Let's go when you're done."

Gongsun Ying appeared at the door again, fully dressed and packed. If his face hadn't been as calm as water, Jiang Qinfeng would have thought that the children in front of him were going out for a spring outing, and they were so impatient.

Most of the disciples in the Shangqing Realm are sword cultivators. When building the foundation of the Tianshi Gate, they are all required to learn how to fly with a sword.

"Jiayang Sword, Kai!"

Ji Yanghui recited the magic formula, and the long sword flew out from his back and quickly grew in size in front of them, enough to carry the eight of them flying.

Jiang Qinfeng was flying with a sword for the first time, so he was inevitably excited. He grabbed Gongsun Ying's clothes, endured the excitement and fear, and looked down curiously.

It's all clouds.

Oh, and there are trees.

Seeing his disappointed look, Jiang Youlin couldn't help but laugh out loud. He quickly covered his mouth for fear of being discovered by Gongsun Ying, but he couldn't stop the smile on his brows and eyes.

"Ginger didn't faint when he rode a flying sword for the first time? I really vomited out my intestines back then. Good guy, it means you are suitable to learn this. When the time comes, try to participate in the sword flying competition hosted by Tianshimen. There is a chance to win the first prize.

There are ten thousand spirit stones!”

Xu Xingxing is still a little dazed by the sword and looks reluctant. Li Qing behind him seems not used to riding the flying sword.

Gongsun Ying frowned: "What did you call him? Say it again."

"Oh, Mr. Jiang, Uncle Jiang, you are so polite." After saying this, he saluted Jiang Qinfeng and winked, ruining a good face.

Xu Xingxing loves writing, and his romantic novels are famous in the cultivation world. I wonder how the lovers of the pure fairy felt when they saw this scene.

"Master, there seems to be someone there... No, judging from his appearance, he should be a spiritual treasure realm monk."

Ji Yanghui cast a spell to sink, and the group landed in the woods not far from Xiangmu Village.

"Golden Taoist robe, silver flower crown, and copper belt, he is indeed a spiritual treasure realm monk." Gongsun Ying said.

Jiang Qinfeng took a rough glance and saw a middle-aged man lying on the ground with a hole as big as a bowl in his chest. His blood had dried to black and he had been dead for a long time. The strangest thing was that his eyes were open and a weird smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

"There are dense trees nearby, and there are naturally many wild animals. The body shouldn't be so complete. Is there something wrong with him?" Jiang Qinfeng asked.

"Uncle Master is so smart. He has been poisoned. You see, where the blood has flowed, the flowers and plants have all withered. But none of us are good at pharmacology and poisoning, so we don't have any reputation for it."

"A monk in the Bigu stage has no golden elixir. If the person is gone, he is really dead." Gongsun Ying looked at it quietly for a while, then turned and told Ji Yanghui, "Put his body away. Something strange happened and needs to be investigated carefully."

Ji Yanghui took out the Qiankun Bag and sucked the body into it, and found Jiang Qinfeng looking at him curiously.

"It's just a small gadget for storage, what do you want, junior uncle?"

Jiang Qinfeng shook his head: "I'll just take a look."

Ji Yanghui rummaged through the bag and took out a small object and handed it to him.

"The mustard seed ring is only about the size of ten dendrobiums. It's good to hold some small things. I won't need it anyway."

As expected, the system's voice sounded: "Congratulations to the owner for successfully receiving the equipment card [Ten Dendrobium Beads? Mustard Seed Ring]! Does the owner confirm the equipment and check the detailed information?"

Jiang Qinfeng saw that Brother Ji was a rich man.

Since he got it, he couldn't refuse it. Jiang Qinfeng thanked him and took the ring.

Storage props. Just for safety today, he put all the ten fire talismans that Gongsun Ying had given before and packed them in his arms.

"This place is not far from Xiangmu Village. How about we just walk there?" Xu Xingxing, who was faint of sword, suggested impatiently.

"Okay, let's see if there are any traces of the murderer on the road." Gongsun Ying thought thoughtfully.

Xiangmu Village, as its name suggests, specializes in a kind of fragrant wood, and the whole village depends on it for a living. As soon as they walked to the entrance of the village, they could smell the faint fragrance.

"Oh, you, you are! Immortal! Master Immortal! Please help our village!"

As soon as the old woman at the head of the village saw their attire, she ran up tremblingly, and other villagers also stepped forward excitedly when they heard the word "gods".

They all looked haggard, as if they had been troubled by something for a long time. When they saw the people in Shangqing Realm, they felt like they had seen a savior, and they suddenly wanted to kneel down and worship.

"What happened? Speak slowly, where is the village chief?" Gongsun Ying looked around, frowned deeper, and ordered the villagers to take them to the village chief's home.

The village chief was a middle-aged man. He hurriedly served tea and snacks to entertain him. He did not dare to approach Gongsun Ying and bowed deeply:

"Sir! There is a demon in our village!"

The monks were all surprised: "Demon?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud bang in the backyard of the village chief's house. It was the sound of a violent collision between boulders and steel. Sparks flew everywhere, the world shook, and it deafened the ears of ordinary people and made them confused.

"I'm hungry! I want to eat people!"
Chapter completed!