Three days passed quickly. On this day, Du Ziyuan took care of his image and was ready to go out with the help of Lin yufrown.


    But this time he is not the only one to go to Qifeng country. Except that Lin Yuxing''s parents don''t want to go far, Lin Yuxing, Xiao Jin, Ning Hanlu and Nie Xue will go with him.


    Xiao Jin directly changed back to her body. Everyone sat on her back, and then saw clouds rising under her dragon claws, carrying them to Miaozhu peak soon. Pei Mingyang had been waiting for them there.


    There are seven competition events in Qifeng Festival, each of which is independent of each other, so they all belong to their own collection, and then they meet with the sending off team to advance to Qifeng country together.


    There are 6 places in the competition of Ao Lan Guo novel project, of which Tiangang Zong monopolizes 3, so Pei Mingyang has prepared 4 luxury carriages. When Du Ziyuan arrived, people were already sitting in the other three carriages. Only Pei Mingyang, Wang Zhiqiu and Zhou Di got off to meet them, and the last carriage didn''t move.


    "Mr. Shanfeng, you''re here at last!" Wang Zhiqiu rushed to Du Ziyuan first, and his eyes radiated the unique light of a fascinated younger brother. "Great, there''s a long time on the road this time. I have a lot of things to discuss with you. How did you do so exquisite in the tension, bedding and layout of the plot? I wrote the first divine catch I didn''t think I could use double undercover, you... "


    "Well, Mr. Yiye," Pei Mingyang stopped him in time, "we''re about to start. Everyone is waiting for us. Get in the car first."


    "Oh, yes," Wang Zhiqiu nodded and said reluctantly to Du Ziyuan, "see you later, Mr. Shanfeng."


    Zhou Di also said hello politely, and then returned to the carriage with Wang Zhiqiu.


    "Teacher, brother, who is this guy?" the little girl seemed to feel a threat and quickly grabbed Du Ziyuan''s hand and asked. Seems to be emphasizing her status as a number one fan.


    "Emmmmmmm, who knows, I thought he was a writer." Du Ziyuan was stunned by this guy and couldn''t find a chance to speak from beginning to end. Now that he''s gone, he''s relieved.


    After Wang Zhiqiu left, Pei Mingyang and a group of middle-aged and elderly men came up.


    "Mr. Shanfeng, this is our leader of Miaozhu peak, and the rest are the elders." Pei Mingyang is just an editor. He is not the leader of Miaozhu peak this time, but peiyue, the leader of Miaozhu peak.


    All the elders were always curious about what teacher Shanfeng looked like. When they saw the real person, they showed their amazement. After all, Du Ziyuan looks too young.


    [sure enough, he is an old monster. He looks so young.]


    [but why is the breath so weak? It''s like a forging state. Yes! It must be that my strength exceeds me too much, confusing my perception.]


    ……


    The elders had different thoughts, but they still greeted Du Ziyuan one after another, and Du Ziyuan also saluted one by one.


    Among them, Pei Yue, the leader of Miaozhu peak, excitedly held his hand: "Mr. Shanfeng, my name is Pei Yue. I''m the father of Mingyang. I really thank you for choosing our Tiangang sect. Today, we Miaozhu peak is really shining. What, I don''t know if you lack it, alas..."


    Before Pei Yue finished, he was knocked unconscious and dragged down by the old five who received Pei Mingyang''s instructions.


    Pei Mingyang looked embarrassed: "you don''t care about him, just a bad old man."


    "Your feelings are very good." Du Ziyuan said with envy. His adoptive parents have been dead for nearly two years. It''s a pity that his son wants to raise but his parents don''t wait.


    Several people got on the carriage in Pei Mingyang''s greeting. It was very big, two or three times bigger than the one prepared by Mu Chengan last time, but the grade was lower. After all, it was the car of Penglai sword sect, and Tiangang sect couldn''t match it any more.


    The crowd got on the bus and sat down naturally. Lin yufrown is on Du Ziyuan''s right hand, Xiao Jin is on his left, and Nie Xue and Ning Hanlu sit opposite them. However, little fan Mei obviously preferred Du Ziyuan''s legs. After getting on the bus, she spoiled and asked Du Ziyuan to hold them. A child who is usually very polite shows a side that really suits her age, which shows that her heart is really open. (he''s only 12 years old, you gentlemen don''t think wrong)


    "Qifeng country, I went there when I was a child. I don''t know what it looks like now." Nie Xue sighed. When I first met her, I felt that she was a little cold, but after I got familiar with her, Du Ziyuan found that she was actually a very easy-going person.


    "Sister Xue, is there anything interesting in Qifeng?" Ning Hanlu spent almost all her life in the inner courtyard of Zhang''s house and Du Ziyuan''s house. She can only understand the outside world through Lingguang jade, so she is the most excited to go away this time.


    "Well, it''s a fun place. The most famous of Qifeng imperial city should be the ''poem River''," Nie Xue thought carefully and said, "the poem river is an artificially excavated river that runs through the south of Qifeng imperial city. A large number of flower boats drive into it every night. You must get on the poem before you can get on the boat..."


    "Alas! Well, well... What do you say to the children?" she said half, and was stopped by Du Ziyuan. "Don''t teach our family lu''er bad."


    "Er, sorry, it was my negligence." Nie Xue realized that it was wrong and apologized awkwardly.


    However, the little girl still raised her head and asked Du Ziyuan with an expression of "I''m curious": "teacher, brother, what is the flower boat? Is it the place to write poetry? Why don''t you let sister Xue say?"


    "This..." Du Ziyuan thought for a moment and said casually, "a flower boat is a boat for planting flowers. It is full of bees and will sting people, so it is very dangerous. The farther you are from it, the better."


    "Oh." hearing the stinging bee, Ning Hanlu''s small body immediately shrank into Du Ziyuan''s arms, obviously afraid. There is no intention to continue to ask.


    After leaving Miaozhu peak, the team joined six other teams, and then marched out of the imperial city. Tiangang sect is the entertainment giant of Aolan country. Almost half of the power of Qifeng sacrifice comes from them.


    The remaining half is divided equally between the Imperial College and another giant force, hekuizong. As for other small forces or private individuals? It''s not that there are no talents who can replace the country to fight, but the proportion is too small. In the past 60 years, a total of 12 seven front festivals have been held, and the scattered people who can take the hand of Ao Lan country can count them with one hand.


    This is the 13th time. There is also no individual. In the same sentence, in the era of information explosion, the channel is the king. No matter how fragrant your wine is, no one cares about it in the deep lane.