Meng Fan always thought that the main hall of the Ziyang Palace was luxurious enough.

But after entering the Qianyuan Palace, he knew what was the real luxury, the painting of the red curtain in it, the flying phoenix, a lot of decorative brocade poured down from a high place, such as the Milky Way flying down, set off the surrounding brilliance, all kinds of furnishings and objects are ingenious, and the breath is simple, can be sold as precious cultural relics in the secular world, there are curling incense diffused in the air, smelling it makes people feel refreshed...... Everywhere shows the heritage of the Nanwu faction.

Meng Fan thought in his heart, if the other sects of the Eighteenth Mountain also had such an atmosphere, then he would be able to understand Zuo Shixiu Diaoli's hatred for them when they went to Qingqiu City...... Qingqiu City really doesn't have anything to look at.

There are three floors in the Qianyuan Palace, Meng Fan walked around the hall on the first floor carefully, found nothing, and immediately went to the second floor, there are many rooms on the second floor, antique, and the uses are also different, Meng Fan is not here to travel, there is no intention to watch, and after visiting the second floor, he did not see a figure.

Dada!

Just when Meng Fan wanted to go to the third floor, there was a sound of footsteps on the stairs on the second floor, Meng Fan controlled the paper finch to hang upside down at the top of the corridor, and saw a woman in a gorgeous dress walking towards the third floor with her steps, and when Lianbu stepped on the wooden stairs, there was a slight creaking sound.

Meng Fan fell from behind the woman, followed a few stairs, thought about it, and got into the bottom of the woman's skirt, the dress was not too shading, even if Meng Fan didn't look up, a soft white halo poured down from the top of his head, and there was a faint fragrance, if you raised your head, you would definitely be able to see the charming scenery that many men wanted to see.

Every time the woman took a step, Meng Fan followed suit.

The reason why he chose to follow the woman was because there were few people in this hall, and this woman was the only person he had ever seen, and he was sure that the woman would take him to find the person he wanted to see, either the head of the house, or the ...... Zhou Yutong.

The space on the third floor is also very large, there are many rooms, the woman is strange and round, only to stop in an inconspicuous room, left and right vigilantly looked, only to push the door and walk in, the room is very simple, a wall is hung with a thick and colorful landscape painting, the woman stood in front of the painting, raised her slender fingertips, in the painting of a slim pine tree, and then there was a slight sound of rolling from the wall.

The entire wall rises from below, opening a passage.

The woman walked slowly into the passage, the wall fell on its own, the woman walked in the passage for a while, suddenly stopped, tidied up her clothes and hair, saw some dust on the surface of her feet, bent down to wipe it, and got into the bottom of the woman's skirt Meng Fan, had to hide back, and inevitably saw the graceful and perfect curve.

The woman walked solemnly, and after walking a few steps, she stopped in front of a door dotted with rows of gilded copper nails, knocked lightly three times, the door creaked open, and a formation ripple flashed at the door, obviously protected by a formation.

The woman stepped inside, and her hair was lifted by a blazing current.

Meng Fan couldn't help but be curious, the Qianyuan Hall was heavily protected, why did there be so many doorways in the hall, if Gongye Chundui was inside, then Gongye Chundui would be too insecure, right?

Are you afraid of assassination?

Or is there an ulterior secret?

Meng Fan's heart was also full of expectations, and his consciousness told him that in such a secret place, he was very likely to see Zhou Yutong, but ...... There is no shadow of Zhou Yutong ahead.

The front looks like a Dan room, because there is a tall Dan furnace placed in it.

A man in a cyan robe, with his back to the door, sat in front of the Dan furnace, with a strand of white in his hair, even if he hadn't seen his face, he could feel a thick aura of majesty.

The woman Yingying bowed to the courtesy: "The head of Gongye." ”

Meng Fan immediately knew that this figure was the head of the Nanwu faction, Gongye was in the twilight of spring.

Gongye Chundui didn't turn around, didn't speak, and pinched the trick from time to time to point to the Dan furnace, the Dan fire at the bottom of the furnace beat with some kind of mysterious rhythm, reflecting the hidden Dan room bright and dark, Meng Fan, who was hiding under the woman's skirt, was surprised for a while, Gongye Chundui actually knew how to make alchemy, and the Danshu was obviously not low, and it was estimated that it was no worse than Fan Guyi.

Meng Fan also sensed the breath of the moonlit night.

Qing Ling once said that there were seven in total, and he got one from Qiandeng, and Gongye Chundui obviously had one.

Boom!

After a while, Gongye Chundui suddenly raised his hand and waved his long sleeves, a white mist appeared from the top of the Dan furnace, filled with a strong fragrance, and a pill floated up from the Dan furnace and was caught in Gongye Chundu's hand.

The woman spoke: "Congratulations to the head of Gongye for refining the top-grade pill again. ”

Gongye Chundui spoke for the first time, his voice was as thick as the majestic momentum on his body, and he did not have the joy of refining a top-grade pill, as if refining a top-grade pill was not difficult for him at all, and said, "Take this pill down!"

The woman stepped forward, took the pill, turned around and walked to the wall on the right hand of Gongye Chundu, opened a secret door, and walked in.

Gongye Spring Twilight started the Dan furnace again.

To Meng Fan's slight surprise, the secret door that the woman entered could be raised and lowered, and it took a long time to stop, obviously going very deep into the ground, and then the woman walked out.

A huge dome space appeared in front of the woman, Meng Fan looked through the woman's skirt, there was a circular blood pool that almost filled the entire ground, bubbling and bubbling, exuding a strong smell of blood, I don't know what was swimming in the blood pool, drawing a series of water lines, in the middle of the blood pool, there was a circular platform, but it was shrouded in a thick blood mist, and it was impossible to see what was inside.

There was a straight, narrow bridge deck with a blood mist platform from the edge of the blood pool.

Two old men sat cross-legged by the pool of blood, staring at the blood mist platform.

The woman walked over and said to one of the old men, "Please open the blood array." ”

The old man raised his head, swept his gaze over the woman like a sword, and stretched out a withered hand.

The woman frowned and put the elixir in the old man's palm.

After the old man inspected it, he handed the pill to the woman, and at the same time as the other old man, the blood mist shrouded in the platform suddenly made a heart-pounding sound, like a ghost crying and howling, the woman moved lightly, stepped on the narrow bridge deck, and walked to the blood mist platform.

As the woman walked forward, the blood mist contracted out a circular passage, and the woman walked inside.

Soon, a figure sitting cross-legged appeared in Meng Fan's sight, who was Zhou Yutong?

The woman walked up to Zhou Yutong and said, "Miss, have you taken medicine......"

(End of chapter)