Rainy earth, Qingyun City......

As the largest city under the management of the Jingling Sect, it is naturally extremely prosperous, and its wealth is one of the best in the rain, and even the rest of the Eight Heavens human race will come to visit, enjoy, and trade!

Qingyun City is surrounded by mountains and forests, surrounded by a large river, and there is a faint fairy spirit in and outside the city, looking at it from a distance, it is like a fairy pond in a painting.

At this moment, on the bustling street, people come and go, and a handsome young man with long black hair strolls through the crowd, looking around from time to time.

The young man suddenly grabbed a young woman beside him, showed his white teeth, and said, "This eldest sister, do you know where there is a place to cultivate immortals?"

When the young woman saw the young man holding herself, she said slightly angrily: "What are you doing, you are still cultivating immortals, little friend, there are too many young people and girls like you in Qingyun City, it is better to give up sooner or later, immortals, that only exists in legends, we ordinary people want to see an immortal, it is as difficult as ascending to the sky." ”

The people on the street looked at the boy with amusement, at such an age, there are too many children who want to dream of becoming immortals, especially fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys!

"Little friend, I see that you have beautiful eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and your clothes are not bad, and you are not a child of a small family at first glance, it is better to study and do business together, the future is not bad!" said one person stepped forward.

Many people also stepped forward to persuade him, and such a delicate young man didn't want to see him delay his future for the sake of the ethereal way of cultivating immortals.

The boy smiled awkwardly, broke away from the crowd, came to a tea stall, and ordered a bowl of herbal tea.

The young man's face was sad, and he said to himself: "I didn't expect that Yuxiao hadn't come for many years, and even the Jingling Sect had changed mountains. With a light sigh, he picked up the herbal tea and poured it with a sip.

Long Xiaohan looked at the bustling street, from this morning, from the rich and noble, down to the destitute, whether it was a centenarian old man or a baby who learned to speak, he didn't know where there was a place to cultivate immortals, let alone see a person who cultivated the truth.

"Among the Nine Heavens, it is Yuxiao who knows the distinction between the secular and the cultivation realm best, which has caused Yuxiao's absolute transcendent status as a cultivator, but how can I find this?" Long Xiaohan pursed his lips, feeling helpless.

You can't go directly to the Spirit Immortal Sect, right?

While Long Xiaohan was thinking, an old man holding a square flag sat in front of Long Xiaohan, observing Long Xiaohan with a hint of thought, holding the flag in his left hand and stroking his beard in his right hand.

"Is there anything wrong with you?" asked Long Xiaohan nonchalantly.

The old man smiled mysteriously and said softly, "Immortal!"

Long Xiaohan glanced at the old man more, only to see that his big banner was embroidered with a big word "count", but in the next second, Long Xiaohan turned his eyes to the street again, in his spiritual sense, this old man was clearly an ordinary person, without a trace of immortality.

The old man looked at Long Xiaohan's careless appearance, snorted coldly, and said, "I thought about how to cultivate immortals at a young age, if there is no adventure, I don't know what year and month it is." ”

Long Xiaohan turned his head and said with a smile: "Then I don't know what the old gentleman can do?"

The old man chuckled, pointed to the banner of the word "count" and said: "My word is not written in vain, I think back then, how many people who want to cultivate immortals like you pointed out the way!"

The old man took Long Xiaohan's herbal tea, dipped his right hand lightly, made a few strokes on the tea table, and then pretended to stroke his beard mysteriously and looked at Long Xiaohan.

Long Xiaohan looked at it, his eyelids rolled, it was just a map of east, west, south and north.

"Young man, I can guarantee that at ten o'clock at noon, a cultivator will appear from your northwest direction. The old man laughed.

"Really?" Long Xiaohan smiled slightly, "Then let's wait!"

While the old man was not paying attention, a trace of blue light flashed in Long Xiaohan's eyes, and then disappeared.

"Strange, why did this young boy dress up as an old man?" Under Long Xiaohan's spiritual sense, the old man's disguise gradually faded, and what finally appeared in front of Long Xiaohan's eyes was a young man who was a few years younger than himself.

In that case, see how you end up!

The old man dressed as a teenager narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was asleep, and he was not worried at all!

The streets are still full of people coming and going, there is no change, and the bustling Qingyun City is the same as a few years ago!

A trace of doubt suddenly flashed in Long Xiaohan's mind, in such a calm environment, Long Xiaohan's mind gradually precipitated, and also, he thought of many things......

So, why after the curtain ends, don't talk about the Wu clan, why haven't you even seen a foreign nobleman, doesn't this make it even more important for the human race to escape?

What's going on here? Could it be that the alien race doesn't care about the secret of the Holy Lotus? Could it be that the alien race deliberately wants to let the human race go?

Or is it that the alien race doesn't care about the land of the clouds at all after destroying the Holy Lotus Sect?

Shaking his head, Long Xiaohan didn't think much about it anymore, and he couldn't think of anything anyway.

"Bang bang bang!"

The old man knocked on the table and looked at Long Xiaohan with a hint of a smile, "Young man, it's almost there!"

"Okay, I'll wait!" Long Xiaohan replied softly.

"Da Da Da"

At this moment, a melodious sound of horses' hooves sounded, Long Xiaohan could hear that this horse was full of blood and energy, and it was as light as a snowflake, but it could make a sonorous sound, it was definitely not an ordinary horse, it must be an ancient beast!

"This Qingyun City is full of ordinary people, how can there be ancient beasts! Could it be true that he is right?" Long Xiaohan looked at the old man pretended to be the young man, wanting to see something, but found that the old man's eyes were natural, and there was no trace of strangeness.

"Hiss......"

A white horse as white as snow appeared on the street, a neighing, and on the horse, sat a girl wearing a dark green robe, the girl had a delicate face, a slender figure, and long hair was soft and beautiful.

When Long Xiaohan saw this girl, he hurriedly turned his head, and a trace of cold sweat fell on his forehead.

Long Xuehan, a disciple of the outer sect of the Spirit Immortal Sect, the key is ......

My only sister ......!

When he was young, there was a war between the two races, and the land bordering the Nine Heavens and the Eight Desolations was full of wars, and among the displaced human races in the First World War, there were people from Long Xiaohan's family, and as a result, the family was separated, and Long Xiaohan himself was valued by the Holy Lotus Sect, so he lived in the land of clouds, and Long Yuhan was valued by the Spirit Immortal Sect and joined the land of Yuxiao!

In the time since, Long Xiaohan also learned about Long Yuhan's joining the Spirit Immortal Sect, and he has secretly visited her many times, but he has never shown up......

"Alas, that's the Ancient Beast Heavenly Snow Horse!" the young man sighed, and glanced at Long Xiaohan.

Hearing the young man speak, Long Xiaohan came back to his senses and squeezed out a tear that was about to fall from the corner of his eye.

At this time, Long Xiaohan realized that his sister had never seen him before, and Mo said that she had disguised herself, even if she didn't, she wouldn't recognize herself.

"Alas, it's me who panicked!"

"She, really, an immortal cultivator?" asked Long Xiaohan as he quietly looked at Long Yuhan.

In fact, Long Xiaohan just glanced at it, and he could already see Long Yuhan's realm: a low-level Qi cultivation. ！

"This girl, her talent is really good!"

But what Long Xiaohan didn't expect was that when this young man saw his sister, his face also changed.

"Why, how, could it be her......"

The boy muttered, forgetting to disguise his voice.

Long Yuhan restrained Tianxue Horse and actually looked in the direction of Long Xiaohan and the others......

"Xu Mo, you're playing pranks here again!" the girl's voice was crisp and clear.

The young man took off his disguise and had a black line on his face, "Sister Yuhan, why are you?"

Long Xiaohan was slightly stunned, he didn't expect his sister to know this kid!

"You, you, you, you have a year to learn immortal arts, and now you are still so unserious, Xu Hui is too lazy to care about you, it's really ......"

"Xu Hui ......" Long Xiaohan suddenly understood in his heart, it turned out that this Xu Jia was Xu Hui's younger brother.

Long Yuhan led Tianxue Horse to the two of them, Xu Jia immediately ran to Long Yuhan's side and smiled: "Sister Yuhan, you are the best, don't tell my father, okay!"

Long Yuhan grabbed Xu Jia's ears and made a 180-degree rotation, making Xu Jia scream in pain.

"Okay, okay, Sister Yuhan, I was wrong!" Xu Jia immediately bowed her head and admitted her mistake.

Long Yuhan nodded with satisfaction, and suddenly noticed Long Xiaohan, who was staring at him without blinking, and his eyebrows were slightly furrowed.

Seeing this, Xu Jia immediately stepped forward and said, "Sister Yuhan, this guy is also a person who wants to cultivate immortals, what do you think." ”

Long Xiaohan saw Long Yuhan looking over and smiled slightly.

Long Yuhan looked Long Xiaohan up and down, and an inexplicable feeling rose from the bottom of his heart.

"What's your name?" asked Long Yuhan softly.

"Mo Xiao Han!" Long Xiaohan looked at the girl's bright eyes and replied softly.

Long Yuhan was stunned slightly, as if tears flashed in his eyes, Xiao Han, Xiao Han! What a familiar name, it is also the name engraved on the fairy sword!

"Why do you want to cultivate immortals!"

"Defend the Terran homeland!"

Long Xiaohan's voice was sonorous and powerful, Long Yuhan and Xu Mo were slightly stunned, Qingyun City, far away from the battlefield, could not feel the war and blood, could not see the haze and ruins, whether it was a rich child or a poor beggar, those who wanted to cultivate immortals were all people who wanted to gain immortality, but this young man who seemed to be older than them was because: he wanted to defend the homeland of the human race!

"It is indeed an excellent physique for cultivating immortals!" Long Yuhan said with a slight look.

"How about comparing it with me?" Xu Jia immediately asked.

Long Yuhan glanced at him and said with a smile: "Better than you!"

Xu Jia pursed her lips and said dissatisfiedly: "How is it possible?" Sister Yuhan, don't you know me?"

Long Yuhan chuckled lightly, facing Long Xiaohan, but said: "Brother Mo, I'm sorry, we are really not cultivators! You have also seen it, this kid is just a deceitful prank on the street, and we are all teenagers and girls who want to step into the cultivation realm like you." ”

Is this rejected by your own sister?

Long Xiaohan smiled bitterly in his heart, without the identity of the Holy Lotus Sect, he could only use the identity of an ordinary person to ask for help, and he was rejected.

Now, his brother's status is not as good as his own sister.