After a long time in a trance, Feng Yin washed his face with water by the river, and the cold river water stimulated him, and he finally sobered up.

"Fengzi... By the way, Fengzi, I have to go find him! ”

Feng Yin found his faith, and he borrowed the teleportation array of the Tongxuan Sect on the same day, and quietly went to the first city of the Eastern Regions Cultivator Realm, the Divine City.

The city of gods is still prosperous for thousands of years, people come and go, and the crowd of people passing by is rubbing shoulders one after another, and if you accidentally step on a person, it is an elder-level figure of a certain sect, and if you accidentally touch a certain shoulder, it is the young master of a certain force.

Gathering the world's ups and downs, this sentence is not an exaggeration to use in the City of God.

"This old man, is there any big event nearby?" Feng Yin stopped a passer-by and said politely.

"Inexplicably, something didn't happen to Shencheng that day?" The man glanced at Feng Yin strangely, didn't stop, and walked away directly.

Feng Yin touched his chin and couldn't help but show a look of intriguing.

The Divine City is too big and too complicated, and countless events happen every day, and it is not ordinarily difficult to find a person here.

He paused for a moment, looking at the endless stream of people, before leaving.

Two days later, Feng Yin asked people to inquire all the way and came to a huge palace complex.

"Wow, that's the young master of Lianbi Mountain, it is rumored that at the age of twenty-two, he defeated all kinds of geniuses, and the moment he broke through the Qianyuan realm, the void actually appeared with a vision of mountains and rivers!"

"The sealed city of the Xianglan Mountain family! He was even there, I heard that he broke through the Qianyuan at the age of thirty-one, and he was only one line away from catching up with the top peer powerhouses in the world, which was comparable to the likes of Shanzi and others......"

There was a lot of crowd, and everyone was talking about it, and they were full of praise for the geniuses of the Qianyuan realm.

"This is the meeting point of Liuhe Academy, and the lineup is indeed a bit amazing." Feng Yin was a little surprised.

As soon as he arrived, two rare wizards of his generation arrived one after another, and you can imagine how many people have gathered in Liuhe Academy in the past few months.

He inquired a little and found that the real leaders of his generation were not here, such as Shanshanzi, Yinyangzi and others, were still very patient and were not in a hurry to report to Liuhe Academy.

"The young master of my family is respected by his peers, and he is the future protector of the merciful fairy, and the young master of your family has been defeated once, which is nothing."

"Joke! What kind of person is Supreme? Is it a shame for my young master to lose to him. ”

At this moment, Feng Yin heard a burst of argument not far away, with the word pity faintly in it, which immediately caught his attention.

Not far from Feng Yin's right side, there were two groups of cultivators who were fighting each other, and it seemed that they were the followers of a genius who had broken through the Qianyuan realm.

"What's wrong with them, why are they all fighting for the identity of the protector of the fairy of pity?" Feng Yin muttered to himself, a little puzzled.

"It's the first time I've been here, and I don't even know that." Beside Feng Yin, a middle-aged fat uncle said with a smile: "Today's pity fairy is in full swing, who doesn't want to be pitied by the goddess and become one of the protectors under her pomegranate skirt." ”

"Is there such a thing?" Feng Yin was surprised, in his impression, Mercy has always avoided fighting, when did it become like the sun?

"Isn't that right? What a character of the Poor Fairy, I will get drunk when I look at it......" The man said infatuatedly.

Feng Yin quipped: "Uncle, you can try it, maybe it can really work, in case the fairy has a special taste, you don't have no chance." ”

"Go, go,." The man pinched his nose and walked away.

When the two of them were talking, the two subordinates in front of them had already fought hard, and there was even a cultivator who had entered the Dao realm, and Feng Yin was surprised.

Listening to the discussions around him, Feng Yin found that the masters of both sides were not ordinary people, unlike the younger brother of the little demon lord, they all relied on their own strength to improve, but their servants fought very fiercely.

"It's just a name, let the subordinates fight to the point of fighting, and the competition between their masters is estimated to be more intense." Feng Yin was speechless, watched this farce with great interest, and prepared to leave.

At this moment, an impatient voice came from behind Feng Yin: "Come here, help us carry Miss's things in, these things are yours." ”

As soon as Feng Yin turned around, he saw a handful of Lingyunzi in one hand, pressing it towards his face, he frowned, and opened the person's hand with a flick of his hand, and Lingyunzi fell to the ground with a bang.

"You ......" The man's face immediately became gloomy: "My young lady is the Holy Maiden of the Cicada You, the successor of the Cicada Youjiao, and it is not a loss for you to move things in her identity, pick up the things and go quickly." ”

He said with no one in his eyes, and pointed to a large pile of cages behind him, which contained all kinds of small ornamental birds and beasts, thinking that they were pets raised by the cicada saint: "Be careful not to bump into it, otherwise you will be asked." ”

"I only know Mercy, I haven't heard of any cicadas." Feng Yin simply refused.

"Arrogance!" The man snorted lowly, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face, Feng Yin's implication was to look down on the cicada.

"Miss told me not to cause trouble, I will give you a chance, move things in now, and this matter will not be investigated." The man snorted heavily, as if he had given Feng Yin a great favor.

"You keep the opportunity to find someone else, I'm not interested." Feng Yin turned his head and was about to leave.

At this moment, there was an uproar in the crowd again, and a handsome man was held by the stars, and the steps of the golden knife of the horse walked up.

"Good fellows! That is the young master of the Burning Sky Lake, a real strong contender for the third level of the Liuhe Academy! Someone shouted loudly, for fear that others would not hear.

The so-called third level refers to people who broke through the Qianyuan realm before the age of thirty, and there is no one in ten thousand such people, even if they are compared to the top ranks, they are only four or five years late.

A well-dressed slim white robe, embroidered with a fiery red flame on the cuffs, burning, and attracting everyone's attention as soon as the burning arrived.

The servant who was going to give Feng Yin before had no one in his eyes, but when he came, he immediately changed his face to a flattering look, walked up with his waist bent, bowed his head and said respectfully: "I have seen Lord Burning, and the little one is the descendant of the Cicada Saintess, we have met before." ”

Burning was expressionless, and hummed lightly, until the latter said that the cicada ghost saint maiden's eyes lit up, and he looked down at him: "Where is the holy woman, and has you had any leisure time in recent days?" ”

"Hey... This one, the young lady probably went to visit an old friend. The servant replied with a smile.

"What old friends, old friends are standing here, but the saint doesn't want to see me." Burning snorted, and the cicada's servant bent lower.

"What are you doing here?" Incineration asked.

(End of chapter)