656. Chapter 647: Seven-Treasure Gourd! Fourth Update, Begging for Monthly Tickets!

Continent of Southern Jambudvipa.

Lu Qingfeng carried Huangfeng, while Huangfeng swept Lu Qingfeng along in a dizzying tumble, upending and overturning them again and again. As the scenery shifted, they had already returned to a familiar place.

It was none other than—

When the cave rang clang-clang, the cave rang clang-clang; when the cave rang clang-clang, the mountain rang too.

Azure ridges stretched for a thousand zhang, dyed jade-green,

Jade-green gauze veiling ten thousand heaps of mist.

This was Yellow Wind Ridge.

There, they saw a great general within the ridge—

His golden helmet flashed beneath the sun, and his golden armor gathered radiance. A mountain-pheasant tail swayed from his helmet; a pale goose-yellow robe covered his armor. A dragon-emblazoned belt glittered with color, while the protective mirror around his heart shone brilliantly. His deerskin boots were dyed the color of pagoda blossoms; his brocade apron was adorned with willow-leaf down. He wielded a sharp three-pronged steel fork, no less imposing than the Divine Manifestation Lord of old.

When Lu Qingfeng saw him, he was overjoyed. He hurried forward and bowed. "Big Brother."

It was none other.

It was Great Sage Huangfeng of Yellow Wind Ridge!

"Haha!"

"Third Brother, you've caused quite a commotion out there."

Seeing Lu Qingfeng return, Great Sage Huangfeng put away the three-pronged steel fork in his hand, stepped forward, patted Lu Qingfeng on the shoulder, and laughed loudly.

Lu Qingfeng's shoulder hurt from the blow. Looking at Great Sage Huangfeng, who seemed completely unharmed, he found it hard to imagine that the man who had stirred up a gale moments ago and nearly sent a host of Celestial Immortals to their graves looked as though nothing had happened, as if he had never taken the matter to heart.

Even Lu Qingfeng, who had long witnessed