Jin Wuwei, under Zhang Qiancheng, suddenly left Yun'an City overnight, and his whereabouts are unknown.

In the following period of time, dozens of large-scale monk battles broke out in Yun'an City.

There were a large number of unknown monks, who besieged and killed the Heavenly Court City Defenses on the street, and every time they fought, the people on both sides were red-eyed, and only after many people died, they would slowly stop.

The palace and the city lord's mansion were also attacked, with heavy casualties, and the originally prosperous palace became dilapidated.

After the battle, Wang Wu led a group of people from the courtyard palace to open the large array, closed the entire courtyard palace, strictly forbade going out, and strictly prevented another attack.

After the battle, the City Lord's Mansion seemed to be in ruins, the big array was shattered, the prohibition collapsed, and Bai Wujun was also injured.

In desperation, Bai Wujun and a group of City Lord's Mansion officials withdrew from the City Lord's Mansion and chose a palace in the east to live temporarily.

As for who dares to make a move against Heavenly Court, no one knows, only that the next Yun'an City is no longer peaceful.

Yun'an City has been mixed since ancient times, not only the existence of heavenly forces, but also many families and clans, and mountains and wild cultivators.

The besieging of the city lord's mansion and the courtyard palace are many scattered cultivators, and in the battle with the city defense army, there are also the figures of the family clans.

I don't know why, but the fight has already happened.

Yun'an City has become turbulent and chaotic, and there is always not much time before a battle occurs.

In every battle, a lot of buildings will be destroyed, many people will be killed and injured on both sides of the fight, and in addition to the fighting, there will be more things that will harm the fish in the pond and hurt the innocent.

These innocents are mortals.

The mortals of Yun'an City died in large numbers in the battle of monks again and again, and until they died, they didn't understand why.

......

Zhang Qiancheng ignored the changes in Yun'an City, he covered his whereabouts and quietly came to the Eight Hundred Miles Pavilion Water Pavilion.

Since Chen Zimeng rescued Feng Ling, the pavilion water pavilion has become quiet, and the people who originally went in have been invited out, and the pavilion water pavilion at this moment is only a group of female cultivators under Lin Wan'er.

Zhang Qiancheng sent a signal, and after waiting for a while, a female cultivator dressed as Gong E came to guide the way, and after Gong E led him in, she took him to a courtyard in the far west.

Lin Wan'er's subordinates, the female cultivator with the cultivation of Heavenly Immortals is called Lin Rou, and she is the person she trusts very much.

At this moment, Lin Rou was waiting in the courtyard early, Zhang Qiancheng walked in, she didn't even raise her head, and she didn't even look at Zhang Qiancheng.

"The master has something to say, from now on, Emperor Wan's faction will no longer communicate with the heavenly court, and the two parties have nothing to do with each other, in addition, the master has a word, I want to ask General Zhang to tell Your Majesty. ”

"What?"

Lin Rou stood up, her hands behind her back, and her face was indifferent.

"Do it yourself!"

Zhang Qiancheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile, "I will tell Your Majesty Emperor Wan's words word for word." ”

Lin Rou was noncommittal, looked at Zhang Qiancheng, and then said: "Then if the general is fine, he can leave!"

"Something!"

Zhang Qiancheng hurriedly said, and Lin Rou was obviously impatient, her brows furrowed slightly, and she said coldly: "Give you three breathing time, and leave quickly after speaking!"

Zhang Qiancheng sighed in his heart, and then hurriedly said the purpose of his trip, and as his words came out, Lin Rou's expression became more and more serious.

Not long after, Zhang Qiancheng appeared outside the pavilion water pavilion, and behind him, a purple-blue energy enchantment slowly rose, enveloping the entire pavilion water pavilion.

The enchantment flashed lightly, and then accompanied by the pavilion and water pavilion, slowly turning transparent.

Eventually, the entire pavilion disappeared.

This is the future of the Wanhuang faction, seclusion!

Zhang Qiancheng turned to look, but he didn't see the pavilion and water pavilion, chuckled lightly and saluted to a field, then turned around and walked into the distance.

......

On a ropeway, a horse-drawn carriage is moving slowly, and in the distance is the scene of sunset, and the setting sun hangs a halo and falls on the carriage, reflecting a shallow glow.

Feng Ling lifted the curtain, walked out, stood in front of the car door and looked behind, only to see a desolate field, as soon as the wind blew, it was yellow sand.

There was a lot of dead grass growing in the field, rustling when the wind blew it.

The slopes of the mountains in the distance are not high, and the mountains are not even steep, except for the withered grass and yellow sand, and here, even the slightly taller trees are not visible.

Feng Ling sighed and complained, "I really can't figure it out, why do you want to come here?"

Ah You's voice sounded, "We originally agreed that if we got separated or escaped separately, we would come here to gather. ”

"Does the city you are talking about really exist? It's very desolate here! I haven't seen a single city after walking for so long, not even a city, not even an ordinary village. ”

A gust of wind blew, carrying a little yellow sand on Feng Ling's face, and she was talking, and she ate a mouthful of sand unexpectedly.

Spit continuously, Feng Ling took out the kettle and took a sip of water to rinse her mouth, and then looked into the distance, only life remained.

"You might as well lock me up!"

Ning Qin and Qingyue stepped out of the carriage, jumped up directly, and flew into the distance.

When Feng Ling saw it, she also rose against the wind and chased after her.

"Wait a minute, where are you going?"

The three of them flew to a very high place, almost clinging to the clouds and flying into the distance for a short while, and then stopped, Ning Qin stretched out his hand and pointed under him.

"No, this is the city we are talking about, Yanming, which is known as the south of the Yangtze River. ”

Feng Ling looked in the direction of Ning Qin's finger, and saw that a bustling city suddenly appeared in the distance where a big river flowed.

Yanming, located in the depths of the wilderness, because of its unique location, it should have been a dead and desolate wilderness, but it appeared such a fertile oasis comparable to the south of the Yangtze River.

"Oh, it looks good!"

Feng Ling chuckled, and then flew towards Yan Ming, Ning Qin and Qing Yue glanced at each other, and then one flew to Yan Ming with Feng Ling, and the other returned to the carriage.

Not long after, Chen Zimeng and his entourage entered Yanming, found a hostel, Feng Ling and the others took a bath, and then went out to hang out together.

Chen Zimeng stayed in the hostel, and he was also thinking about the next step while cultivating, maybe they came too early, and Murong and the others had not yet arrived.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, Chen Zimeng got up and opened the door, very surprised, and asked, "Why are you here?"

The person standing outside the door was Lin Wan'er, dressed in red, who was particularly conspicuous, she pushed Chen Zimeng away with a smile and walked into the house by herself.

"I'm here to play! I've had enough time in Yun'an, so I want to wander around, get over the addiction of fighting swords, and then travel all over the world to see the mountains and rivers and the country, what's wrong?"

Chen Zimeng gave a thumbs up, smiled lightly, and praised, "Great, life should be like this!"

Lin Wan'er bent down and pulled over a stool, and asked with a smile, "What are you going to do next?" Why are the two immortals who helped you last time gone?"

"They're the elders of Danta, help me, it's just a deal. ”

Lin Wan'er raised her eyebrows, then laughed, waved her hand again and again, and said: "Don't tease, you Chen Zimeng is so poor that you jingle, and you still have that ability, so please use the funds to move two heavenly immortals?"

Chen Zimeng shook his head, "It's true that I am poor, and because I went to your pavilion and water pavilion, I spent all the spirit stones, but the transaction between me and them does not involve money." ”

"What's that?" Lin Wan'er was curious and asked Chen Zimeng.

Chen Zimeng shook his head and stretched out his finger to point out the door, "How can I tell you this? It's not in accordance with the rules, since you want to fight the sword rivers and lakes and look at the mountains and rivers and the country, don't stay here, this Yanming can be described as the Yanyu Township in the south of the Yangtze River, you take advantage of the fact that it is not dark yet, go shopping more!"

Lin Wan'er sighed lightly, withdrew her smile, got up and walked out with a disappointed face.

"Why don't you go out and have a look? You Taoist couple, and the rest of the girls have gone out, what are you doing here?"

"It's none of your business!"

Lin Wan'er sighed twice and gradually walked away.

"I don't understand you, you must know that I am an immortal emperor, and it is too late for many people to scold me, so you just push me out. ”

Chen Zimeng stood by the door, frowning slightly, looking at Lin Wan'er who was gradually walking away, and shook his head.

"It's a strange ......"

......

The night of Yanming is not lively, but the place near the river is full of people.

Chen Zimeng sat in the house for a long time, and when he saw that Ning Qin and the others had not returned for a long time, he planned to go out to look for them.

Walking out of the hostel and down the riverbank, Chen Zimeng walked among the many pedestrians.

The big river on his side is called the Lotus River, which is the reason why Yanming can prosper here.

Because of the water of the Lotus River, Yanming has the conditions for existence, and therefore, the Lotus River is very sacred in the hearts of Yanming people.

The Yanming people have many customs about the Lotus River, one of which is that every time the moon is full, they will hold activities to worship the river god.

Today happens to be the night of the full moon, and the banks of the Lianhe River are full of people, laughing constantly, and it is slightly noisy.

Chen Zimeng stopped on a bridge and looked in front of him, a wooden boat was slowly driving on the Lianhe River, and there was only an old man in gorgeous costumes on the boat, who was worshipping the river god.

The old man's mouth was full of words, all of which were words of gratitude to the god of the Lianhe River, thanks to the blessings of God, and praying for smooth wind and rain, and the prosperity and health of Yanming.

Chen Zimeng listened to it with relish, and for a while he forgot that he had come out to find Ning Qin and a few people, and when he reacted, he complained to himself, and continued to walk along the lower reaches of the Lian River.

Chen Zimeng came to a place where there was a square and a pavilion, which was a very beautiful garden, in which there were buildings of people and a theater.

The sound of gongs and drums from the opera came, and Chen Zimeng came closer, raised his head, and looked fascinated.

Someone patted Chen Zimeng's shoulder from behind, and Chen Zimeng turned to look, only to see a blue-white grimace mask.

"Wow, are you afraid, are you scared?"

Chen Zimeng's face was calm, and he just said lightly: "Why did I meet you again?"

Lin Wan'er took off her mask, looked unhappy, raised her hand, and muttered.

"You're really, incomprehensible!"

After speaking, Lin Wan'er found that Chen Zimeng had already turned around to look at the opera on stage, and she didn't plan to take care of herself at all, so she couldn't help but be angry and funny.

"Hey, I'm asking you a question!"

Chen Zimeng nodded lightly, "Ask!"

"How much do you like Ning Qin?"

"Probably, there are so many stars in the sea!"

Lin Wan'er was stunned for a moment, and then leaned back with a smile, "What you said is too fake!"

chuckled and turned to leave, but only after taking a few steps, Lin Wan'er turned around again and stuffed the mask in her hand into Chen Zimeng's hand.

"You're going in the wrong direction, nerd!"

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