After Qingmiao's explanation, Yuan Fengqing knew that he, Qing Yang, and Baihuaming were all ordered by the senior brother Chu Junli to go down the mountain, mainly to explore the inexplicable spring in the South China Sea to see if there was any mystery. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Again, in the past ten years, there have been more and more immortal cultivators stationed on the south coast, three sects and nine streams, each sect and its own sect, very complicated, and there are often fights and brawls, not to mention many innocent people, and there are many demons lurking in it, waiting for the opportunity to devour the aura and soul of the disciples of immortal cultivation. In the past three months, more than 20 Xianmen disciples have disappeared in the vicinity of the South China Sea, which has alarmed the great sects of immortal cultivators, and they have sent proud disciples to take the opportunity to investigate this matter to find out the demons hidden in the crowd and prevent them from taking advantage of the opportunity.

For Chu Junli actually remembering himself, and specially instructed Qing Miao to invite Uncle Yuan on Luoxia Peak to go down the mountain together, Yuan Fengqing was very puzzled, over the years, the senior brother in charge has never summoned him, and he rarely talks to himself alone on grand occasions, why does he remember himself this time?

Although it was strange in her heart, she didn't ask much, it was a pleasure to be able to walk with the three of them, she had no direction in the first place, so it was fine.

Qing Miao and Qing Yang took up their magic weapons one after another, Baihuaming naturally followed Qing Yang, Yuan Fengqing followed Qing Miao, and the group of four people quickly flew away from the range of Cangyun Mountain like flowing clouds.

During the day's journey, people's eyes could not be opened, and their hair was scattered, and they were described as very embarrassed, and seeing that the sky was about to get dark, they had to lower their magic weapons and stop in a small market town.

Although the town is not large, there are many people living in it, and there are hundreds of households.

"There seems to be an inn in front," Qing Yang has been walking in front to explore the way, and when he couldn't stop, he saw a papier-mâché lantern hanging outside the portal not far in front, and the word "stay" was written on it in cinnabar, so he was overjoyed and ran over while shouting.

Qing Miao shook his head at his unstoppable personality, but Yuan Fengqing laughed.

She likes to see Qingyang happy all day long, without troubles, because this will make her mood happy, if she is facing a sad face all day long, she will definitely be in a bad mood. People are like this, those who are close to Zhu are red, those who are close to ink are black, and there is Qingyang, it seems that everyone will be a lot happier.

Baihuaming is a quiet personality, and she is not very affectionate to people, Yuan Fengqing always feels that there is a natural arrogance between her eyebrows, and she seems to look at people with contempt, but she respects Qingmiao and Qingyang very much, probably their cultivation is there, they are all higher than her, and they are all disciples of the master, I heard that she is also very favored by Master Fu Junqing in the Ethereal Peak, but she is not outstanding in cultivation, and it is also appropriate to be humble.

Yuan Fengqing couldn't help but think that if she hadn't saved her life last time, she might still be as polite as she was to this little girl of the same age who is not high in cultivation but occupies a senior position, right? But this way is quite kind, and the four of them get along well.

The three of them followed Qing Yang into the inn, saying that it was an inn, but it was just a private house, but they just cleaned up a few rooms for merchants to live in, although the layout was simple but clean and tidy, so that the four of them were not too picky.

"Uncle, if you have any food and drinks, get us a few, I've been on the road for a day, and I'm so hungry." After booking two rooms, Qing Yang lay on the table and shouted at the dark middle-aged man.

Qing Miao glanced at him, with an obvious hint in his eyes that made him more restrained, but Qing Yang deliberately didn't see it, and still supported his cheeks with his hands, looking at the uncle with a smile.

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll let my mother-in-law go and give you a few drinks and dishes." The middle-aged uncle agreed with a smile and ran to the backyard.

People often call their wives "mothers-in-law", and the four of them don't mind, sitting around the table.

Although a vacant lot was cleared in a house outside, and three tables and chairs were arranged, they were the only guests, and the corners of the walls were all piled with chopped dry wood, and bunches of corn hung on the beams, which seemed a little dimly lit.

The oil used for the kerosene lamp on the table is not very good, and it smells very good, which is a little choking, but everyone knows that it is only possible to go out, and it is better to have such an inn to live in than to sleep in a broken temple, so they don't mind.

It was quiet, it was already dark outside, there were hardly any pedestrians walking on the streets, and the people in the town seemed to stop going out after dark, and the whole town seemed to be in peace.

"Senior brother, what kind of mystery do you say is there in the South China Sea?" Seeing that there were no outsiders, Qing Yang took out two chopsticks from the chopsticks on the table, and asked in a low voice while playing around in his hands.

Qing Miao frowned, and was about to remind him to be careful that the wall had ears, when he heard Baihuaming suddenly ask, "Senior brother, I heard reliable news that there is a treasure against the sky in that spring, have you ever heard of it?" ”

The three of them were stunned, and when Qing Yang heard that there was a "baby" or a "baby against the sky", his eyes immediately lit up, and he approached her and asked, "Senior Sister Baihua, is your news reliable?" It's not going to be a joke for us, is it? ”

Seeing that he doubted himself, Baihua Ming pouted, "Senior Brother Qingyang, why do you ask me if you don't believe me?" Just when I didn't say it. ”

Qing Yang hurriedly changed his words, "No, no, Senior Sister Baihua, I didn't mean that, I mean, where did you get this news from?" How sure are you? ”

"Don't worry, since I say so, I must be sure, seventy percent, at least seventy percent."

Hearing Baihuaming's confident words, and then looking at the smug look hidden in her eyes, Yuan Fengqing lowered her eyelashes slightly, feeling that this Baihuaming may not be an ordinary Cangyunmen disciple, not only judging from her temperament and look, she was obviously full of anger when she said this, and she might really be seventy percent sure, but such a secret news, even the head of Cangyunmen, Qing Miao, had never heard Chu Junli mention it, Baihuaming must not know it from the master.

On that day, the heavenly machine leaked in advance in the Qiankun Realm in the Xiaoyao faction only knew about the four people of the Xiaoyao faction, the head of Cangyunmen and Tianxiang Valley and the sword-wielding elder Yun Tianlan of the Xiaoyao faction, and there were strange treasures hidden in the South China Sea, and they were also unanimously blocked by them, maybe even a few peak masters of Cangyunmen didn't know, if Baihuaming could get this accurate news, it must be from her relatives and friends, then her family background would definitely not be an ordinary person.

When Yuan Fengqing was thinking nonsense, he heard a cough from Qingmiao, interrupting their conversation, followed by the footsteps of the shopkeeper from behind, from far and near, opened the bamboo curtain and walked in, holding a teapot in his hand, and poured a cup of hot tea for the four of them with a smile on his face, claiming that the meal was being prepared, so that they could warm up first.

It was almost late autumn at the foot of the mountain, and the night was indeed getting colder, although the four of them were disciples of cultivating immortals, it was impossible not to be afraid of the cold, and they each took a sip of hot tea in their cups, and they felt a lot warmer.

The shopkeeper just stood aside with a teapot and looked at them with a smile in a very humble attitude.

Yuan Fengqing also took a sip of hot tea, and indeed added a trace of warmth to his body, thinking of Qing Miao's cautious behavior, he admired it very much, and he really deserved to be the head of Cangyun Gate, and he acted quite safely.

As the so-called partition wall has ears, Qingyang and Baihuaming are indeed a little inattentive to the occasion, how can this kind of confidential matter be talked about casually?

But when the corner of her eyes inadvertently glanced at the smiling shopkeeper, she suddenly caught the murderous aura that swept under his eyes, and she didn't know if she was looking at her own eyes, and when she turned her head to look, there was only gentleness in his somewhat dim eyes, as if it was just her illusion just now.