Two days later, Nangong Xuan and Ye Qinglan walked out of the woods and came to a town called Baiye City.

Ye Qinglan asked, "Do you need to spend the night here?"

Now Ye Qinglan is no longer in a hurry, and it is also a kind of practice to start learning to walk with Nangong Xuan.

When she entered the city, she wore another veil on her face.

Nangong Xuan wanted to say nothing about Ye Qinglan's actions, but finally didn't say anything.

Nangong Xuan nodded: "Of course."

"Not only do we have to stay here, but we also have to visit the city, so we should add experience to ourselves."

Ye Qinglan nodded and didn't say anything.

The two found an inn, and after asking for two rooms, they each returned to their rooms.

In the evening, Nangong Xuan asked Ye Qinglan to go to the lobby to have a bite to eat, and then began to turn on the shopping mode.

Baiye City is still quite prosperous, even in this season, there are still many people wandering the streets at night.

There are a lot of stalls around, and the sound of selling is no less than during the day.

Nangong Xuan walked unhurriedly with Ye Qinglan, originally according to Ye Qinglan's meaning, he would have gone back a long time ago, rather than walking without nutrition like this, it was better to go back to cultivate.

However, he was stopped by Nangong Xuan, and said that he could live ninety-nine by walking a hundred steps after dinner.

Ye Qinglan was helpless, she was a cultivator with a perfect realm of life and death.

Even if you don't cultivate from now on, you have a lifespan of nearly a thousand years, how can you care about ninety-nine?

Nangong Xuan came to a very hot stall: "There are snacks here, can you have some?"

Ye Qinglan shook her head: "Don't eat it."

Nangong Xuan shook his head and had no choice but to continue walking.

Suddenly, Nangong Xuan said a clueless sentence: "In another month, it will snow."

Ye Qinglan ignored Nangong Xuan and pretended not to hear it.

After walking for a while, seeing that it was almost over, Nangong Xuan took Ye Qinglan back to the inn.

In the early morning of the second day, the two of them continued to set off for the Xiling Ferry.

The normal route that should be taken, when leaving Baiye City, he is about to enter the next city called Chuzhi, but Nangong Xuan did not take this road.

Instead, they chose a waterway, that is, to take a boat from the nearby Yuqi River to a place called Xihang Mountain, and from there to enter the city, passing through three cities to reach the Xiling Ferry.

This road is a little farther than going directly to the Chuzhi City, as for why Nangong Xuan chose this road, Ye Qinglan does not know.

But since Nangong Xuan wants to go like this, then it's better to go like this.

It's just that it's not so easy to take a boat through the Yuqi River, and you need to pass through a mountain range before you can reach the Yuqi River.

When the two of them arrived at this unknown mountain range, it was already noon the next day.

The sky was not beautiful, and it didn't take long for it to start raining, and Nangong Xuan and Ye Qinglan had no choice but to hide in a cave.

As the saying goes, an autumn rain and a cold, as this rain falls, the weather is exceptionally cold.

Nangong Xuan made a bonfire, giving the cave a hint of heat.

Ye Qinglan looked at Nangong Xuan puzzled: "Why don't you use your source qi to resist these cold qi?"

She found that along the way, Nangong Xuan was almost no different from ordinary people, and never used source qi to resist the wind and cold.

He doesn't release his spiritual routines, he just gropes for himself.

Nangong Xuan said with a smile while fiddling with the bonfire: "Cultivation is not for doing these inconsequential little things, it is better to use the source qi to resist the wind and cold, but it allows me to intuitively feel the changes of nature more intuitively."

"Senior sister, you might as well try it too, and try to be an ordinary person a few times."

Ye Qinglan shook her head: "Come on, I'm not suitable."

It is easy to go from simplicity to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.

Not everyone is Nangong Xuan.

At night, the rain stopped, and Nangong Xuan stood at the mouth of the cave, quietly looking at the dark mountains in front of him.

Ye Qinglan sat in the cave, silently running the Burial Yuan Sutra, and her cultivation had reached the point where she was here, and it was not easy to break through.

Not only do you need enough source qi, but you also need a mysterious understanding, otherwise it is impossible to break through.

Now Ye Qinglan's source qi is enough, but she lacks a mysterious and mysterious understanding.

……

Xinya happily came over to look for Nangong Xuan today, but after knocking on the door for a long time, no one opened the door.

At first, she thought that Nangong Xuan was still cultivating with Wen Shang, but when she went out, she found that Nangong Xuan was not there, not even Wen Shang.

Xinya could only go back disappointed.

Zhan Hongji saw Xinya and asked curiously, "Xiao Ya'er, what's wrong?" Why are you so upset? ”

Xinya raised her head and said aggrievedly: "Grandpa Zhan, the little junior brother is gone."

Zhan Hongji wondered, "Huh? Didn't that kid tell you, he has already gone to Wanchuan Yanzhou, where he wants to cultivate for a long time, even Ye Yatou went. ”

He also thought that Nangong Xuan would greet Xinya, but it seems that he didn't say it, otherwise Xinya wouldn't be like this.

Xinya wrinkled her nose: "The little junior brother didn't say anything, and even the senior sister didn't say anything."

It's too much, stinky junior brother, I won't be with you again, hum!

Zhan Hongji pinched Xinya's nose: "Yes, how can it be so excessive, let's ignore him in the future."

"Let's go, he's not here, isn't there still Grandpa Zhan, Grandpa Zhan will take you to play."

Hearing that she was playing, Xinya's sadness immediately halved, and she looked at Nangong Xuan expectantly: "Grandpa Zhan, are you going to take me out to play?"

Zhan Hongji said with a smile: "If you go out to play, it's not impossible, but not now, the vein master has something to do with me, I have to go over first."

"That's it, Xiao Ya'er will go home first, and Grandpa Zhan will go to you early."

Xinya nodded heavily: "Hmm." Then he went to his place full of joy.

……

In a city, a beautiful young woman came to a teahouse and sat down.

As soon as I took two sips of tea, I listened to the discussion on the table next to me.

"I really didn't expect that the most mysterious King Xuan among the Eight Kings was exposed, and he was still a member of the Demon Gate."

"Who said it wasn't, I still listened to what my friend in Dayu Yunzhou said, and I don't know if it's true or not."

"It is estimated to be true, it is said that it has been confirmed by Dayu Yunzhou, and I have also heard that there are already righteous people who have begun to prepare to deal with the demon gate called the Burial Heaven Palace."

The woman frowned when she heard these conversations, and drank tea slowly, thinking that she could hear some useful information, but unfortunately those people didn't know much.

With a sigh, the woman put down the tea money and got up to leave.

As soon as I got out of the teahouse, a few people rushed over.

A young man's eyes lit up when he saw the woman, and he hurriedly walked to the woman's side: "Senior Sister Fang, I can be regarded as finding you, Master and they have already come, let's go over quickly."

The woman nodded and left with the others.