The Golden Bridge is wide, and the team of thousands of people (after excluding the entourage) walking on the Golden Bridge seems sparse. Wang Lu and the book boy walked behind casually, chatting and laughing, without the nervousness of others.

The average quality of this team of 1,000 people is extremely high. Most of them are princes with distinguished backgrounds. However, they are all as silent as cicadas at the foot of Lingjian Mountain. The road to immortality is trembling. It is not easy to maintain calm. Those who can be leisurely and content are rare.

.Coupled with Wang Lu’s amazing performance when he first arrived a week ago, it attracted a lot of people’s attention.

But while most people were hesitant to watch, someone came over generously and said hello in a nonchalant manner, in a tone that was as familiar as possible.

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen you in the past few days."

Wang Lu was chatting happily with the book boy when someone interrupted him unexpectedly. He was stunned for a moment and turned around: "You owe me money?"

The man was also stunned: "That's not true."

"Then do I need to see you?"

"...It seems not."

"Then what are you feeling? Is it just a chat?"

"..."

"By the way, who are you?"

The man smiled bitterly: "How noble people forget things..." Then he cupped his hands and said, "I am Hai Yunfan, a native of Yunzhou, and we met seven days ago in the lobby of Rujia Inn."

Wang Lu frowned, as if trying to remember: "Oh, you are the young man who asked me about the mission strategy... do you have any advice?"

"I don't take advice seriously, I'm just curious. Everyone is nervous on the road to immortality, but you are the only one who is calm and confident. I would like to ask you about the secret."

Wang Lu smiled: "Are you here to ask about the strategy again? This habit is really inappropriate. A qualified adventurer should be proud of independent exploration. What's the taste of chewing leftover sugar cane?"

Hai Yunfan's eyes lit up after hearing this: "So, do you really know what the joints are on the road to immortality?"

"How can I know? I haven't read the guide."

"That……"

Wang Lu replied in a deep voice: "Of course it's because of strength. If you're strong enough, why do you need to care about any joints? The road to immortality is as easy as it gets for me."

These heroic words simply made Hai Yunfan's beauty pale, and he couldn't help but look up at the sky.

Wang Lu also raised his head. The sun was bright, the wind was clear, and there were scattered clouds. There were not even any birds. What was there to see?

Hai Yunfan sighed: "I was watching to see if there would be thunder falling from the sky. If I boasted like this in front of the Lingjian Mountain Gate, I wouldn't be surprised if it triggered a thunderstorm."

Wang Lu was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Your name is Hai Yunfan? I'll remember it. I'll remember to protect you when we enter the mountain gate."

"Easy to say." Hai Yunfan cupped his hands again and came very naturally, walking side by side with Wang Lu, while the little book boy consciously walked behind.

Wang Lu didn't care and asked as he walked: "I remember you are a second-generation official?"

"oh?"

"It means your father is very big."

"Fortunately, the emperor of Yuntai Empire."

"Damn it, aren't you the stepmother of Sanqian?"

"..."

"Well, in short, why did you come here instead of taking the promising path of being a prince?"

Hai Yunfan smiled: "Compared with the magic of the Immortal family, what does the power of the mortal world mean? As for cultivating immortals, with the ability of the Yuntai royal family, it is indeed not difficult to send me to an ordinary sect. In Yuntai territory, Bailong

You see, Ciyun Mountain is a sect that ranks within the fourth rank of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance..." He said with a slightly mocking smile, "But compared to the five top sects of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, only the fourth rank is nothing, let alone

…”

Hai Yunfan looked at the sky and said with emotion, "Except for the five major sects, almost no sect can truly touch the immortal way. There are over ten thousand sects in the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, and only these five have truly mastered the way of transcendence.

Since you want to cultivate Taoism, you must naturally cultivate the way of transcendence, otherwise you might as well be a comfortable emperor."

Wang Lu was surprised: "You know quite a lot."

"Since you have chosen this path, of course you have to inquire more... These are not secrets. Besides, who is coming to the foot of Lingjian Mountain to seek immortal fate? Who is not fully prepared? Terrorized?"

Wang Lu shrugged and smiled, saying to himself that I am not a strong person, and my life of toughness is just like taking a naked test, so prepare for a dick.

The two of them walked side by side, and the golden bridge stretched all the way up, which was quite steep, but neither of them felt tired, and they gradually moved forward from the rear of the group.

Looking at the young men passing by him, Hai Yunfan added: "Speaking of which, before the Immortal Ascension Conference in Lingjian Mountain, the five major sects had not opened their doors so widely for a hundred years. Even if there were occasional Immortal Ascension Conferences,

, there are also many restrictions, so this is truly an extraordinary meeting."

Wang Lu turned around and looked around: "There are indeed many second generations. This size is enough to host a Haitian feast."

Hai Yunfan said: "Haha, these people are not only distinguished by their backgrounds, at least as far as I know, more than 80% of them have natural spiritual roots, that is, organic monks."

"What!?"

The scholar Wang Zhong who followed behind was extremely surprised and couldn't help but ask: "How do you know?"

Hai Yunfan looked back and said with a smile: "Don't underestimate me, the prince of the Yuntai Empire. I can name most of the people here... Besides, who dares to go to Lingjian Mountain without some real skills?

?Among the five major sects, Lingjian Mountain and Kunlun Fairy Mountain are famous for their ancient sects. Lingjian Mountain is still more stubborn than Kunlun. So far, there has never been an artificial spiritual root in the mountain gate. Wouldn’t it be for mortals to climb the mountain at their own peril?

disgrace?"

While Hai Yunfan said that, Wang Lu didn't care at all, but the little book boy's face became more and more ugly, obviously thinking of the bacon spirit and other items in his backpack.

Then Hai Yunfan burst out laughing: "But having said that, in this Immortal Ascension Conference, the Spirit Sword Sect only has 12 years old or younger, but they didn't mention anything about their spiritual roots. Maybe they have changed their stubbornness? The remaining one among the thousand people

The one or two people who came down here are just here to gamble on this bit of luck..." After a pause, "But, I really don't like it."

While they were talking, the group of three people had been marching on the Golden Bridge for a long time, and gradually entered the clouds and mist. Lingxi Town behind them had shrunk to the size of a cardboard box. The little book boy followed closely behind the two of them, no longer daring to lower his head and look back.

However, even so, the Golden Bridge still has no end in sight, and the clouds and mist are lingering in front of it. Young people with tired faces are constantly stopping around them. Unknowingly, the group of people has gradually reached the front of the line.

Wang Lu clicked his tongue repeatedly: "You young masters are really impatient. You've just walked this steep road and you're exhausted. You've been drained of alcohol and sex at such a young age."

It was an ordinary joke, but Hai Yunfan looked surprised when he heard it. He opened his mouth but said nothing.

On the other hand, Wang Zhong, the book boy behind him, complained: "Master, I feel extremely tired walking this way. I can hardly hold on anymore."

Wang Lu frowned: "On weekdays, you don't miss out on fish and meat at home, so why are you so useless like those losers? Isn't it just that you have to carry an extra food box? Are you so wronged?"

Wang Zhong felt extremely aggrieved: "No, this road feels very weird. It's obviously not very far, but the tired person can't breathe..."

"Then just breathe through your skin...forget it, give me your luggage and travel light."

Wang Lu sighed as he took Wang Zhong's backpack, food box, etc., and carried them on his back effortlessly.

"It's weird, why do I feel like walking is easier than on flat ground?"

"Master, you have always been so weird..."

The master and servant walked forward as they talked, but they didn't notice that Hai Yunfan beside them looked solemn.

Without his luggage, Wang Zhong felt much more relaxed and climbed up again following the footsteps of the young master. This time, after walking for an unknown amount of time, the surrounding area was surrounded by a sea of ​​clouds and mist. Even the light of the Golden Bridge was somewhat obscured. The three of them

Walking in the middle, you can't even see the edge of the Golden Bridge clearly. Most of the people before have been surpassed by about seven or eight, and only a few people are still walking in front, but they also look out of breath.

At this time, even Wang Lu realized the problem: "Is this road the road to absorb semen? People who have broken the pure Yang body will become more and more tired as they go? By the way, Wang Zhong, when did you lose your virginity?"

"How can I do that!?"

"Then why are you sweating profusely?"

"I……"

"Sure enough, it's still broken. Wang Zhong, you are really good at it."

The book boy almost knelt down: "Master, please stop talking..."

Hai Yunfan watched from the side, smiled, and said to Wang Lu: "You and Shutong are also extraordinary. You have persisted all the way until now."

"Isn't this extraordinary? If the people in the village can't even walk on the mountain road, they are worse than a pig. Moreover, this guy is a book boy and has to carry his luggage with the young master. Who is the young master?"

Hai Yunfan shook his head: "Your requirements are too high...Okay, I am very happy to be together on this journey, but there is always a banquet in the world, so let's say goodbye here."

"Eh!? What's wrong?"

Wang Lu opened his eyes wide, feeling doubly disappointed. Hai Yunfan was not the only one who was happy as they chatted all the way. Wang Lu had lived in Wangjia Village for more than ten years, and this was the first time he felt like he had found a confidant! He said before that he would cover up after going up the mountain.

He was half joking and half sincere.

Although he was a common man in the mountains, Wang Lu really did not treat Hai Yunfan, who was regarded as a prince, as an outsider.

Hai Yunfan nodded at Wang Lu's kindness, and then explained: "It's nothing, I just feel that there is no need to be brave and go up, it is enough to get here."

Wang Lu was still puzzled.

"If you don't understand, just don't understand. In short, I have found a position that suits me. Next..."

Hai Yunfan walked to Wang Lu and said softly: "Be careful with your book boy. He is known for his loyalty, but he has some bone hyperplasia."

At this time, a strong gust of wind happened to blow by. Wang Lu couldn't help but close his eyes: "What did you say?"

But when he turned his head, Hai Yunfan had disappeared. When he asked Wang Zhong, Wang Zhong also expressed that he was confused.

The surrounding clouds and fog became thicker, and the body became hazy after five meters. Wang Lu touched his chin: "Could it be that he has gone with the breeze and has become an immortal?"

"ha?"
To be continued...