The visit to the Oriental Foundry City is many times larger than that of the Southern Chaoyang City, and monks from all over the world gather here, and the crowds of people come and go.

There is also a wide variety of things to exchange in the city, and there are several auctions. There are many things that Red Lotus has never seen, whether it is pills or herbs, most of them she has never even heard of, especially the dazzling array of various magic weapons that Red Lotus was stunned to see.

It was a well-known fact that the magic weapons of Forge City were the most famous, and Red Lotus was so immersed in the novelty of the unknown that she completely ignored Nagato, who was smiling at him from the sidelines.

It turns out that this is the Eastern Immortal Cultivation Realm, Honglian couldn't help but sigh.

The two of them walked around until the sun was about to set, and then they bought all the things they needed.

Nagato didn't return to the Casting Pavilion with Red Lotus, because they were going to leave the next day, and Nagato wanted Red Lotus to have a good night's rest, so he found an inn to stay in during his visit to the city.

The innkeeper saw that it was Nagato, and immediately arranged the best room, and the innkeeper couldn't help but be slightly surprised when his eyes fell on the red lotus, but instantly seemed to remember something, and said:

"This is the little apprentice newly recruited by Mato Nagato, right?" the boss smiled gently, even with some flattery.

The fact that a monk would have such respect for a mortal girl like Red Lotus really depends on Nagato's face.

Honglian didn't say anything, and pulled the sleeve of the long door with her hand, motioning for him to answer.

The boss saw Honglian behaving like this, and became even more convinced, it seems that Nagato Zhenren really loves this little apprentice, this ordinary little girl dares to pull the sleeves of Nagato Zhenren, the two are so close, even if they are not apprentices, the identity is not ordinary, so he is even more enthusiastic, and he doesn't need Nagato to answer his question at all, and beckoned the two of them upstairs.

Nagato and Red Lotus have set up two rooms, which are next to each other, so that if something happens, they can take care of it.

Honglian didn't have any luggage, all the things she bought were put at Nagato's, and her only possession was the storage ring she carried on her finger, but her own storage ring couldn't even be opened by herself, and she couldn't hurry with a bunch of things, so she could only put it at Nagato's.

Now the only thing that Honglian can see casually is the jade pendant hanging from his waist.

Red Lotus remembered the first time she met Nagato, and it was Nagato who saved her at that time, and Red Lotus felt that this might be a kind of fate.

Unexpectedly, only a year has passed, and they will meet again, and Nagato has brought himself hope.

Honglian looked at the jade pendant in her hand, and had an indescribable feeling in her heart, this was the first time she believed in a person since she was reborn, but she didn't dare to invest too much, because the damage brought to her by Baishucheng was too great, and people's hearts were fickle, who could guarantee that Nagato was not like this.

This night passed very slowly, Honglian couldn't sleep at all, tomorrow was the day she rushed to the west, I didn't expect that now as a mortal, she would be able to come to the East, and she was about to rush to the West, such a span was something that Honglian never dared to imagine.

Looking at this room, Honglian had a feeling that she couldn't believe the fact that she was now in the East, it was all too much like a dream.

Tomorrow she will leave here, and when she enters Wu Danze in the west, she will completely lose contact with this continent and will never come back.

Thinking of this, Honglian simply didn't go to sleep, and pushed open the window to look out.

Nagato, who was meditating in another room, suddenly opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly curled, and closed his eyes again after a while.

Honglian looked at the countless twinkling stars outside the window in a daze, she began to recall all the things she had experienced, she thought of Yun Chuchu, that simple and lovely little girl, what is she doing now, now that she has come to the East, but she has not seen her, I don't know if she will be angry with herself in the future, it should not, after all, she will not see her again......

Changhua Sect.

Yun Chuchu suddenly sneezed, she rubbed her eyes with her hands, didn't know what she muttered, closed her eyes again, and began to meditate.

Yun Chuchu was forced by his father, and he has not been resting well in the past few days, and he has been locked in his room all day long and has been practicing seriously.

Yun Yannan, who was secretly observing his daughter's cultivation with his divine sense, frowned slightly, thinking in his heart, could it be that he was pushing too hard? Why is she still sick, hey, is this daughter's physique too weak, it seems that she has to make up for it. Yun Yannan shook his head helplessly.

The scene turns back,

Inside an inn in Forge City.

Honglian, who was still looking out the window, touched the wooden edge of the window with her hand, her thoughts wandered again, and she thought of the female cultivator who helped her register, and she didn't know if she was still alive......

Southern Immortal Cultivation Realm.

A haggard-looking female corrector was taking care of an injured elder.

"Sect Master, when your injuries are healed, we will chase them to the east, and even if we dig three feet into the ground, we will find out the White Book City. ”

There was anger in her voice, this woman was the female cultivator who helped Honglian do the registration, and the elder of the Yudan period she was taking care of was none other than Wei Liaohua, the sect leader of the Jixuan Sect.

Wei Liaohua's eyes were also full of anger, he never thought that the person who betrayed the sect would be Baishucheng, he later learned that the original sect competition was the ghost of the Eastern monks behind his back, and each sect had elders from the East to send cultivation resources, and he would provoke it after winning the trust of the sect.

Several major sects are opposed, and when they launch a challenge, they will definitely gather together, and Baishucheng is responsible for delivering news in it, and the challenge of Baishucheng coming to power is just to show his current strength and status, and show it to the people in the east, and at the same time, it is also a code, the time has come, and only the east wind is owed.

Wei Liaohua only hated himself for never doubting him, but now that he thinks about it, the person who received the Eastern Monks in the sect was Baishucheng, and they had always been very close, if he could pay more attention, maybe he wouldn't end up like this.

Since that day he was plotted by a group of monks who suddenly appeared, Wei Liaohua was seriously injured and fled to a hidden place to temporarily heal, and he did not know whether the rest of the people were alive or dead.

Wei Liaohua dragged his injured body back to the sect, but found that the Jixuan Sect had already been strewn with corpses, and there was no longer one left.

When Wei Liaohua saw the cold corpse of the Chinese real person who died outside the door of the main hall, he almost collapsed.

It is the responsibility of him, the sect master, as the sect master, but he did not protect the sect well, and he was not there at such an important time, how much he blamed himself.

Wei Liaohua rummaged through the corpses one by one like crazy, hoping to have a disciple who survived by luck.

Looking at those familiar faces, Wei Liaohua only felt a chill down his spine, because he turned over one disciple after another, none of them had breath, and all of them died extremely tragically.

A sense of self-reproach kept emerging, and among this group of dead people, Wei Liaohua never found Honglian's body, which was his only motivation to persevere.

He saw his dead eldest disciple Lu Xifeng and the former sect master's daughter Wei Yuewu, but he was still holding on, because there were still many faces, Wei Liaohua hadn't seen them yet, he only felt that these people were still alive, maybe he just hoped that these people were still alive......

Suddenly, a weak cry came not far behind the sect master.

"Sect Master ......"

This voice sounded as beautiful as if it came from outside the sky, and it pulled back Wei Liaohua's heart that was about to be swallowed up by darkness.

Wei Liaohua looked up suddenly, but saw that this person was the female disciple in charge of registering the information at the registration office, Man Luosha.

After searching for several days, in the entire Jixuan Sect, Wei Liaohua only found this one surviving disciple.

Manrosa's injuries were not serious, but she fainted due to the powerful power of the monk of the Yudan period, and then her body was inexplicably stabbed with a sword, so she did not die.

In fact, Wei Liaohua's injuries were much more serious than Manrosa's, so after Manluosha's injuries recovered, he was in a valley and was responsible for taking care of the sect master.

This big revenge Wei Liaohua must be avenged, how can he not return the hatred of destroying the door.

"I just don't know where the rest of the surviving sect disciples have gone now, and whether they are still alive......

Wei Liaohua's voice was soft, but the words were clear.

Man Rosa also sighed slightly and said:

"I hope we'll see each other by chance. ”

......

Oriental Refining City.

Red Lotus in the inn found a chair, moved to the window, and then sat down.

A smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, as if recalling that these people could relax her mind and appear a brief peace, and she gently closed her eyes, feeling the warm wind blowing on the eastern continent.

Honglian's head was already a little heavy, and at this time, Quan Mingyu's smile appeared in her mind......

South, Lost on the outskirts of the forest.

"Quan Mingyu, you wait for me! It's so dark, what are you going to do......"

A little girl of twelve or thirteen years old chased and shouted.

This girl is none other than Lan Ruoxue.

The boy she was chasing, with a pair of slightly raised eyes, and a nose as high as a knife, although he was not very old, he was full of heroism.

"Who made you always walk so slowly. ”

Quan Mingyu was still cold and indifferent, but he slowed down.

Lan Ruoxue smiled, although there was no sect, but she still had Quan Mingyu, they hadn't spoken for a long time, if it weren't for this incident, maybe there would never be any intersection between them in this life.

In the battle of the sect more than a month ago, Quan Mingyu fought to save Lan Ruoxue's life, and the two of them escaped smoothly.

Quan Mingyu still wanted to find Red Lotus, he didn't want to die, and Lan Ruoxue wanted to follow Quan Mingyu's side, so she naturally escaped with him.