Chapter 40: Bad Style
Early in the morning of the second day, Feng Yin was in a teahouse, and while he sat and ordered some meals, tasting the food of the cultivator world. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Strange...... Didn't Tang Yi say that he wanted to lead the troubles to the east? Why did I inquire all night and there was no news of him? ”
Feng Yin pressed a bite of the dragon meat bun, and said to himself in confusion, although the dragon meat bun is known as dragon meat, it is actually an ordinary demon beast called Earth Dragon, and the flesh and blood contain a trace of aura, which is eaten by ordinary people all year round, and it also has some longevity effects.
At this time, Feng Yin was a little puzzled, he didn't rest at all last night, he inquired all the way from the east of the city to the west of the city, looking for clues about Tang Yi, and almost crossed a city, but there was no news at all.
"Li Meilin's mother and daughter are in critical condition, and they may be found by a carpet search at any time, they have definitely spread the news, but ordinary cultivators are not qualified to know. Feng Yin speculated, giving himself a little confidence.
By this time, the sky was already bright, the road was also bustling, and the ancient city was rejuvenated, with people coming and going, and the willow branches swaying on the roadside added a little greenery to the crowd.
"Eh, have you heard, Winterfell has become the center of the storm now, and many sect disciples and elders are rushing here, something is vaguely wrong. A young cultivator grumbled slightly.
Feng Yin's heart moved, and then he calmed down and listened carefully, and his intuition told him that most of what the cultivator said was related to Tang Yi.
"Well, I've heard about it too, the younger generation of cultivators and the older generation have all come to the vicinity of this city, each with two goals. One person whispered slightly, but it didn't escape Feng Yin's ears.
"Oh, what do you mean by these two things?" the cultivator's companion asked at this point.
"The younger generation is rushing to the fairy of the fairy, I heard that as the heir of this generation of the fairy, the physique of the fairy is extraordinary, far better than the previous generations, many of the leaders of the younger generation got the news, and did not hesitate to trek through mountains and rivers to come to Winterfell, just to be able to marry the fairy of mercy. ”
"What else?" said one of them, surprised.
A slightly older person next to him nodded, and muttered: "I have also heard a little about this matter, I heard that the Mercy Fairy has a psychic physique, and if he wants to transcend the red dust, he wants to impact the fairy realm with the capital of a goddess, and he has made a supreme wish." This kind of courage has attracted countless people, and many invincible descendants of the Supreme Sect will descend the mountain to make friends with them. ”
The man said that the descendants of the Immortal Que generation are different from the past, both in terms of cultivation and high temperament, and the Immortal Que forces also intend to cultivate a goddess to wash away the name of the red dust of the past.
Feng Yin frowned while listening, and secretly said that this pity is not ordinary, the successive immortals and heirs have stood in the red dust, contaminated with the spirit of the mundane, but she wants to be detached, Fengyue's is no longer the physical body, but the human heart.
"And what is the purpose of the older generation?" asked a cultivator.
"I heard that it was to capture a person, his name is very big, and he is already a powerful person on the other side of the star field, I heard that he has stolen the treasures of dozens of great sects, and he was chased and killed all the way to the earth. ”
"That's a powerful person, who can kill him?!" one retorted, a little disbelieving.
"What I said is true, in order to recover the treasure, the major forces dispatched four or five powerhouses who are also powerful people, and when they fled to the earth, their strength was far less than before, and then they forcibly used the same end move, and the plains were beaten into canyons, and now their cultivation is insignificant, and they can only flee all over the world. ”
He also said that if you don't believe it, you can go to the Cangsheng Palace to take a look, this force is also chasing and killing that power, and at this time, it is buying information about that person at a high price, and many people are there.
When Feng Yin heard this, he got up and left, he thought it was necessary to go to Cangsheng Palace, maybe he could get some news about Tang Yi and Jiucai there.
Cangsheng Palace, one of the largest forces in Winterfell, and the Donglai Sect, Yunyu Hall and other sects occupy one side, no one is worse than the other, it has existed for four or five thousand years, and the originator of the Founding Sect is known as the Cangsheng Daoist, and has lived for a full two thousand seven hundred years.
Here is a courtyard, three or two pavilions, four or five ponds, placed in a staggered manner, plain and elegant, there is a charm of the Tao, but at this time there is no tranquility of the past, the voices of people in it are boiling, people come and go.
"I've seen that man who claims to be powerful! What a thing, he gave me a stick behind his back, snatched an elixir that I had worked so hard to pick, and when I turned back, I was only left with a human form, it was too despicable!"
"That's it, the day said that he was exploring with us, and everyone fainted after the chance, and when he woke up, he was picked up by that bastard, and he didn't even leave me a piece of Lingyun, which is a bastard!"
"There's a bird next to him, who looks psychic and extraordinary, but actually a jerk better than him, with a mouth like a dung pit, and all kinds of dirty words come out, and he shouts for me to bring more treasures next time, and I don't like that little thing on us, I bah!"
When Feng Yin arrived here, he was stunned, and dozens of people on the field turned into bitter masters, all of whom despised Tang Yi and Jiucai's despicable character, and for a while, the insults and disdain were endless, and they complained about the bitterness.
"It really looks like their style, and their character is unique......" Feng Yin's face was black, and he immediately knew that what this group of people was talking about was them, but his face turned black, Tang Yi and Jiucai got together, and actually did these speechless things, which caused four complaints.
He calmed down and listened carefully to what everyone was saying, hoping to find some useful information in the crusade, and finally found that most of Tang Yi and Jiucai appeared in the Xuanci Mountain Range in the East China Sea Treasure Ground, wandering around there, basically not going far.
"It seems that it is necessary to go to the treasure of the East China Sea to explore......" he muttered to himself, but he didn't want someone to pat him on the back and call himself.
"Little brother, why are you alone here? Have you been robbed by that man?"
A light and pleasant voice asked with a little mischievousness, Feng Yin turned around, and a cute and beautiful girl in purple was blinking her big eyes and looking at herself, smiling a little mischievously, revealing her crystal little tiger teeth.
"It's you......" Feng Yin frowned, took a few steps back, and his eyes were slightly cautious.
This girl is not as beautiful as the world, she is different from the beauty of pity, but a cuteness with the vitality of a young girl, which makes people can't help but approach, but Feng Yin has no such emotion, because he had seen this person's shocking combat power that day, and he could definitely kill himself easily.
"Am I that terrible?" the purple-clothed girl wrinkled her nose and said dissatisfiedly, it was the person who led a team of cultivators to fight with the woman in Tsing Yi that day.
"What's the matter with you?" Feng Yin asked vigilantly, his eyes were not good, he almost killed her subordinates that day, it stands to reason that he shouldn't have a good look at himself.
The girl in purple saw Feng Yin's doubts, and said with a smile: "Oh, it was just a misunderstanding at the time, he already knew that he was wrong, why are you still so careful." ”
The girl in purple said coquettishly, her every move was full of girlish vitality, and then she reached out and touched Feng Yin's hair, her big eyes flashing stars.
"In this case, we are passers-by, and we shouldn't be looking for me. Even if the girl in front of him is full of attraction, Feng Yin still has to retreat, after all, Xiu Wei is there, if he is not sure, it is better to have less contact with such strangers.
After he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, but the girl in purple took a step faster, squatted down and held it in her arms, as if she was intimate with her younger brother, a pair of soft plump suddenly attached to Feng Yin's back, Feng Yin's body trembled, and she broke free directly.
"What a cute brother!" The girl in purple saw Feng Yin's embarrassment, and suddenly laughed and trembled, and then said to Feng Yin with a smile: "Sister thinks you are so cute, is it okay to play with my sister." ”
"I'm not interested!" Feng Yin shook off the latter's slender hand and turned his head to refuse.
"Wait a minute, why don't you make a deal with your sister?" the girl in purple smiled, with a hint of expectation in her beautiful eyes.