Wuruo City was originally located on the main road, whether it was a merchant heading west to Dawan Dayue, or an estimator who was going to Dulu to the east, or a student who continued to go south and wanted to go to Quguo, they all had to pass through here, and today was the opening day of the Yueming Tower's search meeting, and some caravans that were not easy to show up on weekdays were rushing to Yueming Tower with strange treasures, and this military fortress suddenly seemed a little congested.

The city is full of crowded people, more than half of the bustling crowd is going to the Yueming Tower in the south of the city, Zi Nanli took Nangong Xie and others, crowded in the endless crowd, and it took half a ring to come to the door of the Yueming Tower.

"Is this looking at treasures or people, how do I feel that half of the people in the city have come," Zi Nanli leaned on the stone railing, looking at the dense crowd behind him and complained.

Nie Zhucheng was the closest to Zi Nanli, and when he heard Zi Nanli's words, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the black crowd, frowned and said, "I haven't seen so many people in previous years, it's really strange."

"That's it, what the hell, why don't people want to come to Yueming Building to join in the fun, can it be said that you can go in this year without paying silver?" Wu Jiuxian rubbed his clothes with a painful face, and said angrily, he finally squeezed over, before in the crowd, I don't know who was still holding a fritter in his hand, and leaned desperately to him, Sai Zhangfei specially bought a set of dark red robes for today's day, and the corners were trimmed with dark gold cotton cloth two fingers wide, which is the most favorite style of the sons and daughters nowadays.

This clothes cost him half a year of silver, he cherished his life, I didn't expect it to be oily now, Wu Jiuxian was furious on the spot, first quarreled with the owner of the fritters, both of them were rough people in the market, a scolding of the father and mother, and then the literary struggle became a martial arts, and in the end, there was a cultivator Wu Jiuxian was beaten with a head rat, the master of the fritters was equivalent to him, but the tiger and tiger who danced with a fritter in his hand were vigorous, and he greeted Wu Jiuxian on his clothes, and after a while, Sai Zhang Fei, who thought he was invincible, was defeated.

Zi Nanli looked at the oil spots on Wu Jiuxian's body, covered his mouth and snickered twice, and he couldn't blame him for gloating, who called this dress too fancy, but unfortunately with Wu Jiuxian's beard, it looked out of place, making people look as if this outfit was taken from a young master.

Fang'er, who had been silently following Zi Nanli's side, first looked at the Nanli flag envoy with disdain, and then turned her head and said coldly to Wu Jiuxian: "Brother Wu, this is only heavy clothes and not heavy people, this kind of occasion is the most taboo to attract people's attention, and if the clothes are too shiny, they will only cause trouble."

When Fang'er said this, she also glanced at Zi Nanli intentionally or unintentionally, Zi Nanli subconsciously looked down at herself, dressed in a black old robe, the cuffs were worn, this thing was bought by him from Nangong Evil for two taels of silver, a real second-hand goods, "This is gorgeous?" Isn't it appropriate for this flag to be bare-chested?" Zi Nanli secretly sneered, and at the same time his eyes widened, glaring fiercely at Fang'er.

Chu Hongye, who was alias Fang'er, shook her little face, moved her lotus step lightly, and walked towards the Yueming Building without looking back.

Nangong Xie and Tao Yong have been following behind Zi Nanli, and the two of them looked at each other at this time, obviously feeling that today's Fang'er was a little abnormal.

Wu Jiuxian thought that he had a good relationship with Fang'er, but at this moment, he was embarrassed by this girl in front of everyone, and his old face couldn't help but turn red, and he was stunned for a while.

"The love is deep, the responsibility is keen, Lao Wu, Fang'er is in the picture" Zi Nanli said in a serious nonsense, everyone rolled their eyes, who believes this kind of nonsense!

The Yueming Building in the Fog City is slightly smaller than that in the Red Mist City, but the lobby on the first floor is not the scene of rubbing shoulders outside, on the contrary, it seems a little deserted, with only a dozen scattered guests, Zi Nan couldn't help but wonder: "Hey, what the hell, where has this person gone?" ”

Nie Zhucheng was the only one of these people who had participated in the search meeting, so he explained to Zi Nanli: "Gongzi doesn't know, these people have gone up to the private room on the second floor, you see that although the private room is not big, but there is a lot of things inside, the people in the Yueming Building are called small realms, and our city is the Water Moon Illusion, and it can be big inside."

"Water Moon Fantasy? It sounds a bit like the feeling of Yangchao's Nine Realms" Zi Nanli muttered secretly, and suddenly became interested, he nodded, pretending to know it a long time ago, and said with his hands behind his back: "Let's go, take a look"

It's just that as soon as the five of them walked to the stairs, two young people dressed as small servants stopped them with a smile, "I wonder if a few distinguished guests have invitations?" A young guy asked with a smile.

Zi Nan centrifugal head was slightly displeased, he saw that the few people who went upstairs before didn't take any invitations, why were they stopped and asked if there were invitations, could it be that his appearance was too shabby, and the little dog looked down on people and looked down on them?

He snorted coldly, and took out a letter with a golden cover from his arms, and the little guy saw his face again, and immediately said with sincere fear: "It turns out that the master of the gods is here, and please don't blame the master, please on the second floor, please on the second floor, please on the second floor" The little guy said while bowing.

Zi Nanli shook off his robe, learned from Fang'er's appearance before, and walked to the second floor without looking back, Nangong Xie behind him changed his face, walked quickly to him, and said in a low voice: "Childe, Fang'er can still ......."

Zi Nanli pulled his face to the elder, and said with a displeased expression: "What do you care about her?" Come and quarrel with me" After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and walked faster, Nangong Xie still wanted to persuade two sentences, but he felt that the cuffs were pulled, he turned his head to look, and Nie Zhucheng, who was dragging his cuffs, shook his head at him, and said meaningfully: "Don't worry about it, just follow a good son"

Wu Jiuxian and Tao Yong, who heard this, both agreed, this trip to the appraisal meeting, at least have to pay a thousand taels of silver for the entrance fee, now follow Zi Nan to leave a child without spending anything, this cheap is not intolerable, as for Fang'er's girl, compared with a thousand taels of silver, there is no weight, I saw that the two of them looked at each other with a tacit understanding, and said in unison: "That's right"

Nangong Xie was stunned for a moment, "Wasn't the second two okay last year?" Why did Fang'er become dispensable after only one day?"

Over there, Nangong Xie was still stunned on the stairs, and here Zi Nanli had already taken a few people from Nie Zhucheng to the second floor, The private room on the second floor of this Yueming Building has changed its name at this moment, taken from the meaning of the ten heavenly stems in the Tiangan Branch, Zi Nanli looked up for a long time, and his eyes swept over the rooms of Yan Feng, Zhanmeng, Qiang Yu, and Yong, and finally stopped at the private room named Rou Zhao.

"It should be this" Zi Nanli whispered to himself, and there was an old man standing outside the soft omen's private room, who seemed to have reached the age of destiny, wearing a plain blue robe, with a light purple jade pendant pinned to his waist, which was exquisite and clear, and he knew at a glance that it was not ordinary.

The old man's eyes were blazing, his forehead was full, his eyebrows were elegant, and he seemed to have a Confucian aura coming to his face when he stood there, and a few people in Nie Zhucheng only glanced at the old man, and they were all silently speechless, and at the same time they were greatly heartbroken by the old man's bearing, but Zi Nanli narrowed his eyes, frowned, and was full of suspicion.

At this moment, in the depths of his sea of consciousness, in the Yang Chao, Wen Buxian, who had never communicated with his soul before, actually shouted: "My God, I am actually a human emperor"

"The Human Emperor? Which emperor is Middle-earth?" Zi Nanli said in his heart.

"Didn't you read through the books of Middle-earth? How did you read it all into the dog's belly? The emperor of people, immortals, honors, emperors, and kings, these are the four realms after enlightenment, which is written in the Lingyun Chronicles of Zhongzhou, have you studied hard! Wen Bu said sarcastically in his heart.

"Don't complain about me, what's wrong with the human emperor, is it amazing?" Purple South Road

Hearing this, he shouted: "Just this old man in front of him, he can crush you to death with his eyes, do you believe it?"

When Zi Nanli heard this, his heart trembled, and he comforted himself: "Don't talk nonsense, this kind of Taoist master can still use knives and guns with a small character like me."

Wen Buxian pondered for a moment: "That's right, you are a dog meat that can't be served on the table now, this kind of big man is too lazy to take care of you, it is estimated that the sword he took from me yesterday aroused the interest of this old man,"

was harmless and took the opportunity to scold again, Zi Nanli looked unhappy, and was about to complain in his heart about two words like you have cultivated to waste, and your mouth is so sharp.

I only heard the old man say softly: "This son must be the Tao Gongzi who got the Dan Bird Letter", Zi Nanli had to come back to his senses and deal with the old man in front of him

After the old man said this, Wu Jiuxian looked at Tao Yong with a shocked face, obviously not knowing when the coachman next to him became a son.

Tao Yong glanced at Wu Jiuxian evilly, and secretly pointed at Zi Nanli, and Wu Jiuxian, who realized it later, suddenly understood, and dared to use someone else's name again.

"Don't dare, it's Tao Yong below, look at Mr. Extraordinary, it's really the only thing I have seen in my life, the junior is brave, dare to ask the old gentleman's surname" Zi Nanli smiled all over his face, looking like a junior.

The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Tao Gongzi has won the award, the old man is a man in the mountain and wild villages, how can he say that the surname of the little old man is Yun Kunyuan, if the son does not think the old man is vulgar and ignorant, he will call the old man Uncle Yun."

Over there, Wu Jiuxian and Tao Yong couldn't hear the deep meaning, and when Nangong Xie and Nie Zhucheng who came after heard this, they couldn't help but be shocked in their hearts, like this kind of senior master said this, obviously treating Zi Nanli as a nephew, and the meaning of pampering and cherishing talents was self-evident, but why did this old man love Zi Nanli when he first saw him?

"Uncle Yun is above, the junior Tao Yong is here to salute you" Zi Nanli looked solemn, with a straight face, and bowed to Yun Kunyuan.

Yun Kunyuan smiled and said: "The children can be taught, the children can be taught."

Tao Yong, who had not spoken along the way, pestled Wu Jiuxian beside him, and said with envy on his face: "Have you seen it?" What is a successful person? Learn from adults, sometimes shamelessness is a kind of skill, this has to be practiced", Wu Jiuxian, who was already dumbfounded, nodded stupidly.