Wang Gang walked very peacefully.

Because Shen Nian was a good person to the end, he not only killed him with one blow, but also dug a pit for him and buried him.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't have corpse water at hand, Shen Nian would definitely sprinkle a pot on him directly, so that his bones would be gone, but after killing Fang Ming last time, he hadn't bought it again.

However, in this wilderness, there are no disciples and deacons passing by, he has already destroyed Wang Gang's face and robes, even if the body is found one day, it is difficult to recognize Wang Gang, let alone find the murderer.

After doing all this, Shen Nian took away Wang Gang's storage bag, confirmed that there was no figure around, and then quickly retreated, although there was no one here, but it was still quite close to Fang City, and it was difficult to guarantee that someone would pass by in a while.

It's better to leave early after you've sorted things out.

Returning to Fang City, on the way back to the Immortal Pavilion, Shen Nian passed by the Nuanxiang Pavilion, but saw that there was a faint riot in the Nuanxiang Pavilion, so he didn't dare to stay and left quickly.

There are a total of 21 courtyards in the city.

It is divided into four pavilions of spring rain, summer cicada, autumn leaves, and winter snow, and the first two pavilions have eight courtyards each, and the autumn leaves pavilion has four courtyards, and the winter snow pavilion has only one courtyard, which is scattered all over the city.

The Spring Rain Pavilion is mainly composed of mortal women, most of whom come from the mortal realm where the righteous path rules the territory, and most of them are princesses, royal nobles such as princesses and county lords.

When they arrived, they were treated like slaves, and they did not play the role of furnaces, but purely for the monks to vent their carnal desires.

Every day, corpses are sent out by life and death, and most of them are miserable and miserable.

Nuan Xiang Pavilion has such a job, which is responsible for disposing of corpses.

Xia Chan Yuan is the paradise of female cultivators.

Here, the worldly royal palace nobles and handsome men have been reduced to playthings like the women of the Spring Rain Pavilion, and more people are played to death every day than the Spring Rain Pavilion.

The furnace in the Autumn Leaves Pavilion is both male and female, mainly from the disciples of the Righteous Path Sect and its subordinate sects who are captured by the Moon Worship Holy Sect and its affiliated sects, in addition to this, there are also righteous path cultivators who are imprisoned.

Miscellaneous disciples and foreign cultivators can generally only go to the Spring Rain Pavilion and the Summer Cicada Pavilion, while the Autumn Leaf Pavilion is only consumed by the outer disciples and the core disciples of other small sects.

As for the last Winter Snow Pavilion, there is only one courtyard, but it is the most luxurious and atmospheric pavilion, the pavilions and pavilions are lined up one after another, there are often fairy sounds, and the wine is fragrant.

It is said that the peach in it is dying, scorching its flower, ten miles of sunset, a fairyland on earth, the koi fish jumps, the pond is warm and the snow melts, and occasionally the crane and the fairy and the phoenix sweep the air, accompanied by the fairy's coquettish smile.

Once you go in, you don't want to come out again.

This is no ordinary place.

It is operated by Hehuan Peak, Baihua Peak and Neimen Peak.

Some of the female cultivators are disciples of the sect, and some are from affiliated sects, and they all practice charming, music, singing and dancing.

However, the music and dance they practice are not ordinary songs and dances, but special techniques, which are not only pleasing to the eye and cultivating sentiments, but also can help the blood and vitality to increase and accelerate the flow of aura.

Listening to music and dancing a lot can even help break the bottleneck and make a breakthrough.

Of course, having said that, ordinary disciples really can't afford to go.

As far as Shen Nian heard from Senior Brother Changqing, just entering the door of the Winter Snow Pavilion would cost 10 lower-grade spirit stones, not to mention eating spirit melons and spirit fruits inside and watching the fairies perform.

The Living Grotto of the Spirit!

And what he passed by was the Winter Snow Pavilion, which was very close to Wuxin Peak and Qiuxian Pavilion, and was also located at the southern end of Fang City.

After Shen Nian walked far away, he looked back and saw that there was a faint fire in the Winter Snow Pavilion, and at this time, a large number of disciples from the Sect Deaconate Hall and the Fang City Patrol Hall had rushed in one after another.

But none of this has anything to do with him, and he walks faster.

Meanwhile.

After following the large army into the Winter Snow Pavilion of the Warm Fragrance Pavilion, an honest man from the patrol hall disappeared into a dark corridor where no one was looking.

After making sure that he had not been found and that there was no one around, the honest man's body suddenly changed, his bones crackled and crackled, and he turned into a slender woman.

In the depths of the Winter Snow Pavilion, there is a fire spring.

And the destination of her trip was the Earth Fire Spring, because Ran Zhiyue, the quasi-snow girl of their Tianxue Palace, was imprisoned here.

Traveling all the way through without hindrance, no one could notice her arrival.

At the end, a tall woman in an ice-blue dress fell in a mountain rock, hiding her figure, melting into the night, not far away, it was the Xianquan Waterfall that flew down 3,000 feet, suspected to be the Milky Way falling for nine days.

The waterfall, which is thousands of feet high, is like a pure exercise, exuding a lustrous orange luster, steaming hot and white mist, plummeting straight down into a deep pool.

The fiery red bubbles in the deep pool kept coming out, and then shattered, blooming red and angry, and in the middle of the deep pool, was a beautiful woman with eyebrows like ink and eyes as cold as snow.

The beautiful woman was dressed in a pink and white flowing gauze skirt, the silk ribbon fluttered, and when she was still and moving, pieces of crystal snowflakes fell, sprinkled on her hair, and stained between the dresses.

Half of her body was soaked in the deep pool, and the cold aura continued to gush out of her body, freezing all the fire fountains within three inches around her, condensing into an ice flower as thin as a cicada's wings.

On the shore of the fountain, a hundred feet away, the occasional monk stopped by the monk, showing his obsession and greed, but before he could get drunk, he was driven away by an old woman stationed there, and then came the next one.

It's like an assembly line.

The woman seems to have long been accustomed to this, and she lowered her eyes indifferently, quietly running Zhou Tian, resisting the erosion of the fire spring, since she was caught in the Moon Worship Demon Sect, these dirty demon cultivators have come batch after batch.

Treat her like a captive pet.

How could she have suffered such humiliation?

But she is also a person with an outstanding mind, and she has been holding back and enduring it silently.

At a certain moment, she seemed to feel something, and her dark and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, but they did not show any difference, and they returned to their original state in a blink of an eye.

Like the flawless face outlined by ink is reflected in the clear spring water, it is still so cold and picturesque, the skin is like condensation, the face is like a silver plate, the nose is like jade, the eyebrows are like distant mountains without depiction, and the lips are sand without dotting.

Like a person coming out of a painting, people can't help but want to bow down under their pomegranate skirts.

Any man who makes a look at her beautiful talking eyes will be intoxicated, and from then on, there is only one thought in his mind, and that is to die for her.

She is not flattering at all, on the contrary, she is cold like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world.

But it is this arrogant and cold temperament like an iceberg snow lotus, which is charming and seductive.

"Snow Girl."

In the darkness, a cold voice reached the woman's ears.

The woman did not reply.

The voice continued: "I have carried the Palace Master's Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains Map, and the entire Winter Snow Pavilion has been shrouded in the Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains Map, and our Divine Sense Transmission will not be discovered by anyone. ”

Hearing this, the beautiful woman finally opened her mouth lightly, and said in her voice without a trace of emotion: "Elder Liu, I have already said that you don't have to come again. ”