"Brother, let's get on the boat. The golden spirit boat is very fast, but in a moment, we can get to zongmen." Yang Jiang dismounted and gave the reins to the outside disciples who were waiting on the dock. He fell half a step behind and asked Zhang Nan to get on the boat first.

Zhang Nan refused, but he couldn't beat Yang Jiang. He took a big step and took the lead to the bow of the golden spirit boat. As for the rest of Yang Jiang's younger martial brothers, they were all carrying a burden and smiling to introduce all kinds of interesting things to Zhang Nan.

The rough man at the helm was full of doubts, but he just thought a little, then he shook his head and focused on steering the spirit boat. He was not qualified to know these things.

Sitting in the bow of the spirit boat, Zhang Nan looks at the more magnificent tower in front of him. He can't help but feel nervous. He has many secrets hidden under the skin.

In the past two months, he has never been discovered by anyone.

But now... He has some worries. There are countless powerful people in this sect. If one person sees through his disguise, he will definitely die.

Thinking of this, he can't help squeezing his right hand. Zhang Nan, who has the same name and surname as him, is a human skin.

Two months of running, although not unbearable, but there is a gap in the palm of the right hand, I hope no one can find it.

"Brother Zhang Nan, here we are!"

Zhang Nan raised his head when he heard the news. A magnificent mountain gate with an amazing heavy historical background came to him. The suffocating mental pressure made Zhang Nan's eyes suddenly squeeze out a few threads of blood. The three powerful characters of "canglangmen" deeply shocked his mind.

Just at this time, a cool air suddenly appeared on his platform. The simulated circulation of spiritual power in his body made his spirit recover from the heavy pressure, and his eyes became clear.

Yang Jiang, standing on one side, looked at Zhang Nan's changes for a few moments. He couldn't help clapping his hands and exclaimed, "brother Zhang Nan, it's the first time I've seen an outsider awake under the pressure of the mountain gate.

Last time, there was a loser who stood at the gate of the mountain for a quarter of an hour. His seven orifices were bleeding. I didn't know it. It was because we inner disciples couldn't see it that we helped him get rid of the mental pressure. "

"Xiaojiang! Your clan is really a big clan. It's much better than our northern clan. At least I've been all over the northwest, and I haven't seen any clan with such a grand mountain gate! "

Zhang Nan looked forward to a few words of praise, and Yang Jiang's smile never stopped, "brother, with your talent level, if you can be born a few years earlier, I'm afraid you will be the true disciple of the leader. At that time, we all have to call you elder brother

After a few jokes, the original serious atmosphere became relaxed again. Several younger martial brothers of Yangjiang talked to Zhang Nan about all kinds of island scenery.

When it was almost halfway up the mountain, Yang Jiang waved his hand and asked several younger martial brothers to hand over the task first, while he took elder brother Zhang Nan to settle down first.

"Brother Zhang Nan, you can live with me for some time in the future. I'm quiet here, and there's no one to disturb me." Yang Jiang leads Zhang Nan to a two-story wooden building, hooks Zhang Nan's shoulder, pushes the door and goes in.