According to the geographical records of the gas continent that Chen Mo read, the current location of the Miao Pavilion is in the northwest of the original Great Jin Immortal Dynasty, and the oblique star stream is in the lower reaches of the Guangji River, northeast.

After the fall of the Great Jin Immortal Dynasty, the world was divided. The location occupied by the Misty Pavilion covers the hinterland and the northern corner of the west, and the hinterland location is the densely populated Great Chu Dynasty. This dynasty has no emperor, and all the legal systems come from the Ethereal Pavilion.

The other three immortal gates, the oblique star stream occupies the northeast corner, the moon viewing peak occupies the southwest corner, and the seven killing gates occupy the southeast corner.

Compared to the Ethereal Pavilion, the other three immortal sects were in a much worse situation. After all, the richest central region was also in the hands of the Ethereal Pavilion at the beginning.

A thousand years ago, the strength of the Ethereal Pavilion was far above that of the other three immortal sects. The strength is not as good as others, and the other three have nothing to say, so they can only live in a corner and slowly seek development. Everyone hopes that the Ethereal Pavilion can expand the scale of the monks, and rely on internal friction to grind their strength to the same as everyone else.

The truth is just as the other three think. As there were more and more disciples in the Ethereal Pavilion, Guanyue Peak was still as low-key as ever, and the Seven Killing Sect was far away in the southeast, and it didn't make much waves.

Only the slanting star stream is anxious. They are the closest to the Ethereal Pavilion, and they have been secretly doing it for hundreds of years by sending intelligence personnel to the Sifang City, that is, the monks of the Feixin Department, to comprehensively explore the information of the Ethereal Pavilion.

Moreover, the secret spies sent to Sifang City, the exercises in the sect are at the mercy of the disciples, and the spiritual weapons are also taken by the disciples, even if the inventory is not too much, no matter how carefully they save and use them, they will never treat the disciples of the Feixin Department who go to the Sifang City.

The treatment of the secret spies of the Feixin Department is the best in the sect, which has long been an indisputable fact in the slanting star stream. The disciples of the Qi cultivation period rushed to come to the Sifang City for a quota, and even the monks in the foundation building period were no exception.

However, the management of monks in the foundation building period in the city of Sifang is extremely strict, and they must be registered when they enter and leave. Therefore, there was only one Lu Shang who stayed in Sifang City to be in charge of the Leaning Star Stream.

When Mao Junyi was chasing and killing Chen Mo in Sifang City, Lu Shang didn't know it until a secret spy disciple named Sang Zhishui urgently asked to see him and told Lu Shang about the situation, and Lu Shang was stunned.

"Are you saying that Jun Yi made a move in Sifang City without any scruples?"

"Yes, Uncle Shi, there are at least three of the forces in the hidden shadows who are discussing this matter, and the disciple only got sporadic news from them, so he came to report it," Sang Zhishui replied on his knees.

In the Sifang City, in addition to the Immortal Cultivation Family, which is closely related to the Ethereal Pavilion, how many people sent by other forces are there, I'm afraid even the Ethereal Pavilion itself can't figure it out.

Anyway, nine out of ten of the people who come are Qi cultivators. The Ethereal Pavilion didn't take them seriously.

The city guards focused on the foundation monks.

As for the Jindan monks, the city guards can't control it, so they can only rely on the elders of the Xianmen.

"You wait," Lu Shang's voice didn't fall, only to hear a crisp sound behind him.

Lu Shang looked back and saw that the orderly disciple nameplate on the table was broken, which was exactly what Mao Jun remembered.

"He's dead," Lu Shang said gloomily, calm on the surface, but there were huge waves in his heart.

Got into trouble.

Mao Junyi is that close disciple. The man was so short-tempered that even the head of the house was very respectful to him, and he spoke politely. His disciple died in Sifang City, and the consequences can be imagined.

Sang Zhishui was even more unbearable than Lu Shang. Since Mao Junyi poisoned and killed four outer disciples and seven miscellaneous disciples of the Ethereal Pavilion last time, he was very valued when he returned to the sect, and he only repaired for more than a year, and then ran to Sifang City, wanting to make great contributions again.

Now that he has died in Sifang City, you can imagine how much impact it will have.

Lu Shang couldn't take too much care of it, released his divine sense, and quickly determined the location of Mao Junyi's death.

"In Dongjie Lane, you go over and collect the funeral, come back as soon as possible, and don't clash with the city guards," Lu agreed to calm down and instructed Sang Zhishui.

Only Sang Zhishui can come forward.

He is a foundation monk, and once he goes out, he will be called by the city guards to inquire about it. There are some things that don't stand up to scrutiny.

"Yes, disciple will go over," Sang Zhishui got up and left in a hurry.

Lu Shang suddenly had an indescribable irritability.

There were only a dozen or so Leaning Star Stream monks left in Sifang City, and most of them were disciples of the fourth stage of Qi training. can come in handy, the realm is slightly higher, Mao Junyi ranks first. The second is Sang Zhishui, which has six phases of Qi training, and there is also a palace sword, which has five phases of Qi training.

The death of Mao Junyi is also a great loss to the stronghold of the slanting star stream. After all, Mao Junyi's brain is fast and his hands-on ability is also strong.

It's just that young people are too arrogant.

How bold have you been, dare to hunt down and kill the outer disciples of the Ethereal Wave Pavilion in Sifang City.

Don't say it didn't work out, it's done, can you still have a place to stay?

The night was destined to be long, and when Sang Zhishui returned, it was already the evening of the second day after the incident, and Lu Shang looked at him with inquiring eyes.

"Uncle Shi, the disciple is incompetent," Sang Zhishui knelt down, his face full of shame.

"Who got the body?" Lu Shang asked. He didn't dare to use his divine sense anymore, and his divine sense was captured by others, and he couldn't stay in Sifang City anymore.

"It's someone from the city guard," Kuang nosui kowtowed again.

"Did you see it live?" The irritability in Lu Shang's heart was even worse.

"I looked closely. Judging from the qi left at the scene, the other party is not Senior Brother Mao's opponent, but, "Sang Zhishui can't go on."

Others can't beat Senior Brother Mao, but the person who died is Senior Brother Mao, and there is too much to say in the middle.

"Do you suspect that someone else is helping?" Lu Shang frowned.

"The strength of the disciple is limited, but I can't rule out this possibility," Sang Zhishui replied.

Before the two of them finished speaking, they heard a bang in the distance, followed by someone fighting in the air.

"Shang Kening, you old immortal haven't died yet, and you still dare to attack my Ethereal Pavilion Immortal Gate, you really don't know whether you are alive or dead," an old voice said angrily.

"Huo Bingyi, aren't you also struggling to survive until now? The old man thought you were buried in the ground," another old voice came from the sky above the Sifang City.

The air currents were tumbling in the air, and even the clouds on the horizon were alarmed, as if they had exploded a swarm, fleeing in all directions. Occasionally, the misdirected gas engine bombarded the buildings in the Sifang City, and with a bang, even the entire building turned into powder. The crowd that escaped death in the building fled frantically, only hating the grandmother for giving two legs.

"Old thief, you are still so unproductive, can you get the old man with all the poison? The old man is really strange, what kind of crazy are you smoking, running to my ethereal pavilion to spread wild," the old voice rose again, and said it heroically, but in fact it was a little tired.