4569. Mr. Yu

"Yes, we have made all the preparations. You just need to remember that the person you pretended to be named Yu Chengfeng, who came from Nanlingzhou. He encountered a great disaster in the Holy Church. He came to pay his respects and seek help!"

The sect leader nodded and repeated it again.

"Okay, I understand, then I'm going to go!"

Pang Feng nodded. Since the sect leader had arranged everything, he would not say anything and set off directly.

Before leaving, the sect leader and Elder Mei Huaqing took Pang Feng and looked at Yu Chengfeng and his group who were under house arrest.

"Is he Yu Chengfeng?" asked through the window, Pang Feng looked at one of the young men with a gloomy expression and were meditating with his eyes closed.

"Yes, I was caught in house arrest for some reason and felt a little depressed, so you have to hurry up and resolve this matter as soon as possible, so he can get out of here as soon as possible!"

Whether it was a joke or a deliberate "threat" Pang Feng, the sect leader smiled and patted his shoulder.

Pang Feng had no choice but to smile bitterly and said nothing.

Everything was ready, and Pang Feng did not hesitate anymore. After saying goodbye to the sect leader and Mei Changqing, he left Shengjing Immortal Gate and headed towards Beiluo Sect.

At this time, in the Immortal Sect, looking at Pang Feng's departure back, the expressions of the sect leader and Mei Huaqing returned to their cold and solemn faces.

"Is it really okay to just let him go alone, and there is no one to take care of him?"

Mei Huaqing was still a little worried. Although the Beiluo Sect is not as good as the Shengjing Immortal Sect, it is still an immortal sect, and there are many masters in it. If the matter is exposed and there is no foreign aid, can Pang Feng escape safely?

"The more people, the more likely things will happen. My junior brother is smart. The only thing we have to do now is to create opportunities and make Beiluo Sect believe that Pang Feng is Yu Chengfeng!"

The sect leader nodded, without any doubt about this. While speaking, he gave a look to the disciple next to him.

The disciple next to him immediately bowed and retreated without saying a word.

Mei Huaqing looked at the sect leader's eyes and actions, and asked in confusion: "Sect leader, are you?"

"Give my junior brother a chance to enter Beiluo Sect!"

The sect leader did not answer directly, but raised his hands behind his back and smiled slightly, making Mei Huaqing look confused.

...

It has been several hours since he left Shengjing Immortal Gate. Pang Feng did not choose to fly, but entered the mortal world, found an immortal inn, and hired a groom with a lot of money. He sat in the carriage and leisurely headed towards Beiluo Mountain where Beiluo Zong is located.

Along the way, Pang Feng did not deliberately urge the coachman to speed up. The funeral of the Young Master of the Beiluo Sect could not have started so quickly. It would be useless to go early. It would be better to see the scenery along the way.

In the past, I always flew around in the sky, but now I walk freely among the mountains and forests, which has a unique flavor.

"Where are you now?"

In the car, Pang Feng was like a playboy, and he changed into a light purple silk shirt, lined with a pure white robe. The robe was embroidered with auspicious clouds and a Ruilong, and a jade hairpin on his head. His hair was tied up high, showing the look of a noble young man.

In addition, he was generous and spent a lot of money when renting a carriage, causing the entire Xiantu Inn to call the old man.

"Young Master Yu, don't worry. You haven't arrived at Beiluo Sect yet. You have just entered the eastern border of Beiluo Mountain. It will take at least three days to reach the main gate of the Immortal Sect!"

Upon hearing this, the coachman quickly lifted the curtain and said to Pang Feng with a smile on his face.

"Okay, don't worry, hurry forward slowly!"

Pang Feng nodded and smiled, and while talking, he raised the wine pot in his hand and started drinking it freely.

"Okay, Mr. Yu, just sit down!"

The coachman stretched out the tone, and the sound echoed throughout the mountains and forests, and immediately reached the ears of the men in black on both sides of the tree-lined path.

"What the hell is our junior brother who wants to do? He can fly in the air and arrive in one day, but he just wants to take a carriage. Is he so funny?"

At this time, the voice of the sect leader suddenly appeared among the men in black.

The other men in black looked at me, looked at you, looked at each other, and no one knew what to say.

"Maybe, this is Junior Brother Pang Feng's strategy!"

It was not until then that Mei Huaqing realized that the sect leader created the opportunity to enter the Beiluo Sect. They pretended to be men in black and killed Pang Feng halfway, and then deliberately let the people of Beiluo Sect see it. Using this as a reason, the people of Beiluo Sect saved Pang Feng. This confirmed that the Tianyu Holy Sect was destroyed and the Holy Son Yu Chengfeng fled to the death.

"Don't worry, wait and see. If he is not in a hurry, we will fight out and throw it directly to the gate of Beiluo Sect!"

The patience of the sect leader was almost exhausted during the following days. He thought Pang Feng would fly over directly, but everything he planned was ruined. They never expected that Pang Feng actually found a carriage, a means of transportation that should have disappeared ten thousand years ago.

However, at this time, Pang Feng, who seemed to have expected all this, put down a secretly lifted curtain and said to himself: "I want to chase me, but there is no door. I just swayed over in a carriage, so I'll make you worry, there's nothing I can do, hahaha!"

It turned out that Pang Feng had long guessed the plan of the sect leader and deliberately chose such a slowest way, which made them unable to start.

Imagining the sect leader's angry look, Pang Feng couldn't help laughing. After a moment, he lifted the curtain and sat next to the coachman, leaning on the pillar next to the carriage, leisurely looking at the surrounding scenery.

The surroundings were full of tall and handsome bamboos, very tall, and even a little bit of a feeling of covering the sky and the sun. Under the green bamboo, various rare treasures were as if no one was growing. Seeing this, Wang Wei's "Bamboo Liguan" suddenly appeared in Pang Feng's mind. He was so excited that he couldn't help but recite it.

"Sitting alone in the bamboo grove, playing the piano and whistling again. People in the deep forest don't know, and the bright moon shines!"

Unexpectedly, Pang Feng's casual whisper was stunned when he heard the driver beside him and immediately turned to him in a daze. His eyes were extremely complicated.

Although the coachman did not understand the meaning of Pang Feng's poem, at that moment, he felt an ethereal feeling, as if his whole heart had encountered a baptism, and he felt refreshed and not smooth, and was shocked for a moment.
Chapter completed!