Shang Xiye: "..."
Ji Fengyao: "..."
Ma Sikaf: "..."
The three of them silently turned around and looked at the endless, snow-capped mountains: Hmm, these snow-capped mountains are really white!
Ma Chengrao: "???"
This is fucking...
This guy must be crazy!
He didn't know that Black Owl was injured. If he had just said he was injured, wouldn't it have been fine?
Is it really necessary to treat him like he's dug up his ancestral grave?!
"Alright, Fengming, it's not that serious..." Hei Xiao felt that the situation wasn't as serious as he made it out to be, and was about to say that he could bring Ma Chengrao.
Ji Fengming interrupted him decisively, and without further ado, threw out his flying sword, grabbed Ma Chengrao and jumped onto the blade: "What do you mean it's not that serious? I'll take care of this old man, you just need to mind your own business."
After saying that, he took Ma Chengrao and flew into the air.
Black Owl had no choice but to give up and follow on his sword.
Ji Fengyao followed closely behind, carrying Wanqikafu.
Seeing that his wife had safely driven Wanqikafu away, Shang Xiye felt relieved and followed behind the others to ensure everything was in order.
This was Ma Chengrao's first time going to space.
Ji Fengming deliberately teased him again, without using any spiritual power to create a defensive shield.
Ma Chengrao, who was behind him, was swayed from side to side by the strong wind in mid-air. He had difficulty breathing and almost fell off several times. He was so scared that he almost lost his soul. He couldn't help but cling tightly to Ji Fengming's arm and pleaded tearfully, "My dear young master, I was wrong. I'm begging you, please fly more steadily. If you ever need my help in the future, I will never refuse and will do my best to help you, okay!"
“That’s more like it,” Ji Fengming finally relented, turning back to stare intently at Ma Chengrao, and asked again, “Then tell us honestly, are those landmark maps real or fake? Have you ever seen that Immortal Palace with your own eyes, or do you have some other purpose? If you tell even half a lie, I’ll throw you off this plane, and then we’ll head straight back home. We don’t have time to beat around the bush with you.”
“Really, really, that picture is real, but…” Ma Chengrao hunched over and hid behind Ji Fengming, gripping his arm even tighter, and whispered, “The people who came with me last time were all scattered soldiers. We barely made it across this snowy area, and most of them were already dead. Then we encountered the swamp behind us, and after only walking a mile or two, only three of us were left dead. The dry food and water we were carrying were swallowed up by the swamp, so we had to turn back. We barely managed to survive.”
Hei Xiao, hearing his pitiful story, advised, "Forget it, Feng Ming. Our main purpose for this trip is to find medicinal herbs for Xiao Yao'er. As he said, the Cuiwei Snow Plain is so dangerous that ordinary people can hardly venture into it. We should be able to find many rare medicinal herbs that are not found in the outside world. Whether we can find the Immortal Palace or not is not important."
“Brother Xiao Chen is right,” Ji Fengyao also advised Ji Fengming, saying, “Immortal realms and magical treasures in the cultivation world are generally protected by restrictions. With our current strength, we would all perish if we encountered even one. Even if we find the Immortal Palace, I do not recommend that you go in.”
"Alright then," Ji Fengming said, but his mind was still on the celestial palace in the painting.
He couldn't help but feel that he had been there before and knew the place very well.
Could it be that he was so fortunate to have been to that place in his dreams?
Ji Fengming let his imagination run wild.
He imagined that in the future he could travel the world with Xiao Chen, punish evil and uphold justice, and live a carefree life. The more he thought about it, the more wonderful it seemed.
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