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Yi Feng and others had already started on their return journey.

All along the way they walked and stopped, and after almost a month of time, they finally returned to the boundary of Nansha again.

Only now it was much less interesting compared to when they came.

"Alas, I wonder what those old fellows have gone to do. I hope old man Wang's troubles at home have been resolved!"

Yi Feng sighed.

But just as he was about to continue on, he discovered that a group of people ahead in the forest had blocked their way.

These people looked fierce and sinister, one look was enough to know they weren't good people.

Sure enough, the leader, One-Eyed Dragon, shouted out in a threatening voice, "You little brats, if you know what's good for you hand over everything you've got, otherwise you can die here."

"Oh no, we've run into bandits."

Yi Feng said to himself grimly, at a loss for what to do for the moment.

Although they had also run into bandits on the way here, at least back then they had superior numbers right, even an old geezer like Old Wang could distract one or two.

What's more, on the road here they had even met the chivalrous woman Li Yihan.

But now it was just him taking Lu Benwei and Zhong Qing, facing so many was undoubtedly like bare fists against four hands. Plus in such a remote place, seeking help would also be very difficult.

But asking him to hand over all his belongings, that would undoubtedly make him even more unhappy.

He really didn't want to go back and eat dirt again.

In short, the situation was very bad now.

Just when Yi Feng was in a dilemma, not knowing what to do, a sudden, abrupt voice sounded from behind.

"Amitabha, wonderful, wonderful."

Yi Feng looked back to see a monk with a face full of Buddha's light, dressed in righteousness, walking over.

"Oh, Master Kun Peng?"

Yi Feng's eyes lit up.

"Benefactor, we really have fate to meet again." Kun Peng said gently with a smile.

"Yes, really fateful." Yi Feng hurriedly said, but he couldn't help asking when he saw Kun Peng's red neck, "Master Kun Peng, what happened to your neck?"

"Benefactor, don't panic, it's inevitable to get some bee and butterfly bites when traveling on the road." Kun Peng said lightly with a smile.

"Bees and butterflies?"

Yi Feng couldn't help but take another look, and couldn't help asking, "Are they really bee and butterfly bites? They don't quite look like them!"

"A monk does not speak falsely."

Kun Peng said plainly with a smile.

"I see."

Yi Feng nodded, but this was not the time to quibble over this. More importantly was what to do about the bandits before them.

Thus, he looked towards Kun Peng and asked, "Master Kun Peng, do you have any way to resolve these bandits blocking the road?"

"Benefactor, don't worry, leave it to me to enlighten them." Kun Peng said with a smile.

"Enlighten them?"

Yi Feng was slightly surprised.

"Human nature is inherently good. I believe I can do it."

Kun Peng nodded gently with hands clasped together. Next, under Yi Feng's gaze, he walked towards the group of bandits.

Then after bringing them into the dense forest, in just a short while, Kun Peng walked out from the forest again with hands clasped together and righteous air.

Behind him, no traces of the bandits could be seen.

"Master Kun Peng, you..." Yi Feng hurried up and asked.

"Benefactor, you can rest assured, they have all been enlightened by me. Amitabha." Kun Peng said lightly with a smile.

"Just that easily?"

Yi Feng was incredulous. These bandits were bloodthirsty people, just that quickly they were really enlightened?

Thinking of this, he cautiously asked, "Master Kun Peng, you didn't kill them did you?"

"Ah, Heaven values life. How could the benefactor rashly speak of killing?"

Kun Peng quickly shook his head admonishingly.

Yi Feng was briefly stunned, then reacted and said somewhat apologetically, "I was rude."

"Alright benefactor, this poor monk shall take his leave first. We shall meet again if fate wills it." Kun Peng smiled, and just as he was about to leave, seemed to recall something and said, "Oh right benefactor, you must not forget about this poor monk."

Although Yi Feng didn't know why Kun Peng said this, still he replied, "I naturally won't forget Master."

"Many thanks, benefactor."

"Amitabha."

After saying this, he pressed his palms together and bowed slightly to Yi Feng, then left with a pair of bloodstained footprints that were not easy to notice.

"Safe travels Master Kun Peng."

Yi Feng also pressed his palms together to bid farewell to the monk.

After the monk left, Yi Feng took out his map, troubled over which route to take home.

Because this place was still very far from Pingjiang City, they had already walked this much and encountered bandits. It was uncertain if they would keep encountering more down the remaining road.

But looking at the map, it showed that this was the only road back to Pingjiang City.

Just when Yi Feng didn't know what to do, his eyes suddenly lit up. "Oh, this is the Hundred Thousand Mountains..."

Although going through these mountains would make for a huge detour, at least he wouldn't run into bandits!

Moreover, he himself had extensive experience surviving in the Mu Fortress Mountains. In the mountains he was fully capable.

Most importantly, there was ample game in the mountains that they could live off of along the way.

Although there were still quite a lot of the game he had caught in the Mu Fortress Mountains stored in his storage ring, those had long since gone bad.

What's more, he still kept in mind his disciple's concerns.

Walking through the mountains, if they happened to come across one or two wild yaks or something, he could also whip up one or two ox-pizzles, replenishing his disciple while also taking the chance to replenish himself.

Right.

Many birds, one stone.

Slapping his thigh,

Yi Feng directly abandoned the carriage and set off towards the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

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