Seven days later, in the Fifth State Mansion, Sun Xin'er's body was also well recuperated, but she still did not wake up.

"Thank you for taking care of Xin'er during this time!" Jiang Fan arched his hand towards a blue-shirted woman and said.

"This is the Phantom-sama's order, you don't have to thank me. The woman in the blue shirt said coldly.

"I heard that you are also an alchemist, so I don't need to trouble others, you can find this medicinal herb, this is a place that can be searched. ”

"Understood. Jiang Fan took the Dan Fang, a little respectful, the woman in front of him not only cultivated higher than him, but also his Dan Dao attainments were not comparable to him.

Guangling Domain East Pingwang, West Danyang, South Huicheng, North is the Quartet Heavy City, Yunwu Mountain Range is a remote place in the south of Guangling Domain, Huicheng is a thousand-year-old city, Huicheng Ancient City City is locked around, water surrounds two walls, natural nature.

The ancient city towers and pavilions, hundreds of buildings into a chessboard-like pattern, the style of the past dynasties, this treasure land has given birth to a lot of heroes and talents, and also attracted literati and ink writers to linger.

The ancient city has four gates, the gate tower is built on the door, there are monks to patrol from time to time, Huicheng is scattered in the Guangling Domain to cultivate the "Ask Dao League", the strength of the eight elders of the "Ask Dao League" is also a first-class master, and Zheng Qizhu, the leader of the "Ask Dao League", is a famous person in Kyushu.

In Huicheng's "Drunken Immortal Pavilion", an old woman in a dark dress was doing something important in the account room, and suddenly a little girl came actively, panting and said: "Tell the old lady, young master, he slipped away!"

The old woman in the sunflower clothes looked stunned in vain, and cursed in her mouth: "The old man thought that the kid had figured it out, but he didn't expect it to surprise him, so he was calm and calm for a few days, and he didn't let the old man worry, you quickly gather people to catch that stinky boy back! If that kid escapes, you don't have to come back to recover your life!"

The little girl nodded resignedly, the old woman in sunflower thought for a moment and then signaled the little girl and the people in the account room to retreat, the old woman coughed lightly, and suddenly a young woman in purple appeared in the account, the young woman had a purple veil on her face, a graceful waist, and a slightly soft and beautiful phoenix eye in her light eyebrows, and the old woman said: "Urouran, that kid is please." ”

The young woman named Ouran said, "Disciple understands. ”

Jiang Fan entered Huicheng as he wished, at a glance, there are many shops, eight streets and ten lanes, people come and go, an endless stream, people are boiling, the traffic is busy, no wonder the people of Jin say that Huicheng has been prosperous since ancient times, and it is indeed a famous city through the ages. The rare birds and treasures that can be seen everywhere on the streets, and the occasional show can also be blocked.

Jiang Fan just came out of the school, and he was not in a hurry, but he opened his eyes, asked others, and also knew the prosperity of the name of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, and the famous "Drunken Immortal Wine" is the love of people who like wine. The reputation is just that he is shy on his plate, and it is impossible to enjoy one or two when he thinks about it, Jiang Fan just voted for an inn called "Fulai".

The night was deep, the bright moon sprinkled a cold silver, and the dark willow stretched desperately in the wind, as if trying to hold on or grasp a trace of the past. At this time, did the wanderer stop and look at the abrupt footprints in the mud behind him, and was he far away from home? Did the loving mother still sew new clothes under the dim oil lamp? Or did she quietly lean on the wooden door and look into the distance? Where are those who once had a home wandering?

Jiang Fan approached the wooden window, the fire in the distance was bright, and from time to time there were several scoldings, and soon he saw a large group of people holding torches back and forth near the inn, and suddenly there was a sound of slamming the door from the room next to him, a man exclaimed, Jiang Fan was also curious, only to see several small guys rushing in, the man's face was angry, the innkeeper seemed to be saying something to the man, after the few small guys searched, the scumbag man led by him was to the man and said: "Little brother is offended." So he took out a piece of silver from his sleeve and gave it to the man, and when the man saw the silver, his face finally softened.

Jiang Fan saw that the scumbag man headed by him was coming, and the scumbag man was also a bit of a cultivator, so he was shocked in his heart, and said, "Little brother, don't you blame you for offending?"

Jiang Fan's face was as usual, and the scumbag man gritted his teeth and arched his hand: "I hope the little brother will forgive me, my Fu family will have a heavy thank you afterwards!" Obviously, it is just nonsense that there must be a heavy thanks, and the purpose of the scumbag man is just to move out of the name of the Fu family, but Jiang Fan doesn't know the name of the Fu family, thinking that it should be a small cultivation family, Jiang Fan also has no intention of causing trouble, and he just nodded indifferently.

The scumbag man's face was happy, and he waved his hand, and several little guys entered in response, the inn itself was simple, and it didn't take much time, and the scumbag man gave Jiang Fan a piece of silver, thinking that this was what he said about thanks.

After closing the door of the house, Jiang Fan raised his eyebrows, suddenly smiled lightly, and said, "Why didn't Daoyou show up, do you have to bombard you out?"

"Brother Dao is angry, Brother Dao is angry. The man was dressed in a blue Confucian suit, and he appeared from the window, and the man seemed to be still paying attention to the situation on the street, and when he saw the fire getting farther and farther away, he finally relaxed.

The man turned around and smiled: "This time, Brother Dao has helped me, and Fu Qiong will be grateful." ”

Jiang Fan was stunned, he didn't intend to help from beginning to end.

The Confucian young man named Fu Qiong, since he was a child, he asked wholeheartedly, but his family strongly objected, so he often fled, it happened that there were two months left in the Yunding Palace test, and he also knew a disciple of the "Ask Dao League", and the disciple had a good relationship with him, that is, he gave him a few stealth talismans, and he took the opportunity to leave home, as for why he did not worship under the Zizhu Valley Gate, Fu Qiong suddenly became depressed, according to him, the Zizhu Valley test has been more than half a year, and his own slip away this time has also been plotting for several months.

Fu Qiong said a lot, Jiang Fan also knew that he was interested, and the Yunding Palace was really a famous cultivator in the Guangling Domain, and even Fu Qiong knew a thing or two.

Located in the middle of the Guangling Domain, hundreds of years ago, it was repeatedly flooded and the river was in danger. Although mortals are flesh and blood, there is no lack of talented and agile people, there is a time official, erudite since childhood, good at stargazing, good at water conservancy, successfully channeling the surging water, then the flow channels are criss-crossed, the lakes are dotted, the water network is dense, so far the fishery and farmers have benefited, and the five grains have been harvested.

The west side is called "Tianxia", the Tianxia is sandwiched by endless high mountains, the cold trees are scattered on the walls, the ancient pines are coiled and hung, the strange stones stand up into peaks, the waterfalls go straight down a thousand feet, the waves are empty in the sky, the smoke and rain linger in the haze, the turbulent water and the cliffs turn into stones, the sound is like the thunder of ten thousand ravines.

To the south of Tianxia, it is the Qinglun Mountain Range, the Qinglun Mountain Range, which is foggy all the year round, and the wind and smoke are drifting.