To the north of the town outside the town of Yokoyama is the town of Yokoyama Nei.

Although the inner town of Hengshan is ranked last in the Xuan cultivation world of South Vietnam, and it cannot be compared with the top inner towns at all, it also covers an extremely wide area, prosperous and rich, and there is a lot of traffic during the day, and monks from all walks of life gather here.

At night, after the candles made from the fish oil of the white fish are lit by the shops and shops, the entire town of Yokoyama is lit up brightly, and the inner town is like a world of flames.

At this time, Chu Feng and Mu Qiaoxue were dressed as two middle-aged couples, walking on the streets of Hengshan Inner Town.

Most of the people walking on this street are monks who are in the late stage of the day after tomorrow and the consummation of the day after tomorrow, and many of them are also monks in the congenital stage, but their strength is only in the early stage of the innate stage, and those in the middle of the day are rare.

Although it is said that Chu Feng wants to go straight to the Hengshan Inner Sect, this Hengshan Inner Town is the only way to go to the Hengshan Inner Sect.

Walking in this Hengshan inner town, feeling the scene of monks coming and going, Chu Feng was also quite excited in his heart.

Dangdang!

Suddenly, at the corner of the long street ahead, there were two peculiar sounds, which sounded like gongs, but they were much louder than gongs.

If a Xuan monk who has reached a certain level wants to find something on the streets of this large inner town, if he wants to attract attention, he can't simply rely on the release of Xuan Qi, because that will undoubtedly hurt others by mistake.

It can only be through guò to knock on special pure gold products, making all kinds of strange noises, to attract people's attention.

And with this strange sound of beating, Chu Feng saw that there were countless monks who were hurrying not far in front of him, hurriedly approaching to take a look.

In fact, at this point, monks and ordinary mortals alike, have a strong sense of curiosity.

It's just that mortals are curious about mortal things, while monks are only interested in the things of the Xuan Cultivation Realm.

"Chu Feng, I don't know what's going on in front of you, let's go over and take a look!" At this time, Mu Qiaoxue whispered to Chu Feng.

"Hmm, do we still want to go over and join in the fun?" Chu Feng meant by this, of course, to buy time.

After all, in the attic of the mountain behind the Heavenly Alliance, there are still nearly 2,000 Heavenly Alliance people, lying there like the living dead.

In order to find the nine materials for refining the Nine Yuan Turning Pill, for Chu Feng, every minute and every second of time was precious.

Therefore, if it was a lively situation among monks like the one right now, if it was in normal times, Chu Feng would of course have to step forward to take a look, but now that it was an urgent matter, Chu Feng was a little hesitant.

"Chu Feng, it's okay! Those poisoned people in the Heavenly Alliance have been stabilized by the medicinal power of the herbs, at least within ten days and half a month, the poisonous gas will not spread anymore!"

Mu Qiaoxue said, "Moreover, even if there is no poisoning, we rushed here from the Heavenly Alliance in one breath, and it is time to take a break and adjust our physical breath!"

"Well, Xue'er, what you said makes sense, then let's go over and take a look and see what's happening there!" Chu Feng nodded and said.

But I can't help but think in my heart, I hope that my character will explode and I can bump into something unexpected good.

And then, Chu Feng and Mu Qiaoxue rushed over with the monks who were attracted by the strange sound from all directions.

I saw that at the corner of the street, five monks dressed in pure white mystic robes were posting a relatively large mystic talisman and pasting it on the wall for the passing monks to see.

Although this earthy yellow talisman is only the size of a coffee table, there is a lot of information on it, which is like a thousand words from several people.

Chu Feng nodded, only then did he know that the monks could use the Xuan Fu to transmit information in a crowded place, which was of course much faster than telling it with their mouths.

And these five monks, different ages, the eldest seems to be in his fifties, the youngest is also about twenty years old, judging from their uniform white Xuan clothes, it is obvious that they are all from the same sect or family.

It's just that Chu Feng doesn't know which sect they are from, or which Xuanxiu family they are from.

With such a question in mind, Chu Feng, like all the monks gathered here, quickly scanned the information on the Xuan Fu with his divine sense.

After a few breaths, Chu Feng completely scanned the information on the Xuan Fu and knew what was going on.

"This fellow Daoist, what does this talisman say, can you simply tell me about it?"

At this time, a male cultivator with a deep scar on his face asked a middle-aged monk next to him.

The middle-aged monk replied, "You are also a monk, and you are a cultivator in the late stage of the day after tomorrow, so you can't scan the information on the talisman?"

Obviously, this middle-aged monk is not the poor-mouthed kind, and in front of this scar monk, he is not willing to bother to say anything.

"Uh, I've been using my divine sense too often recently, and I don't have any Divine Cultivation Pill available, my divine sense is a little tired, please Daoist friend, please bother with your lips and tongue, and tell us to know!"

The scar male cultivator looked at the middle-aged monk with a curious expression and said.

"This fellow Daoist, let me sue you! Our group of five people, all of whom are monks from the Taiqing Inner Sect, are recruiting refining masters in the Xuan Cultivation Realm here, and we want to refine a batch of extremely difficult Xuan Weapons!"

Before the middle-aged monk could speak, the eldest of the five monks took the initiative to talk to the scarred male cultivator.

"Oh, it turns out that you are all monks of the Taiqing Inner Sect, and you want to recruit refining masters, what kind of mystical weapons are you refining?"

Hearing the reply of the monk from the Taiqing Inner Sect, the scar man said as if he had suddenly realized.

And the five monks of the Taiqing Inner Sect were all looking at this scar man, and the five of them all looked expectant.

Because, listening to the tone of this scar male cultivator, he seems to be a clever refiner himself.

"Yes, that's exactly the case! Dare to ask, is Daoyou also a refiner? I don't know what grade of refiner?" the monk from the Taiqing Inner Sect immediately asked.

"Uh......"

The scar man's face was embarrassed, and he smiled bitterly, "I just inquired, but I didn't say what kind of refiner I am, at least not yet! Don't get me wrong, friends, haha!"

The five monks of the Taiqing Inner Sect nodded at him and didn't say anything more.

"Hmph, boring guy like you, what are you doing here? If it's all right, go away early, don't occupy my place!"

At this time, the middle-aged monk with a very cold face suddenly came out with such words.

The "boring guy" he was talking about was naturally this male cultivator with a scar on his face.

"Hmm, this fellow Daoist, what do you mean by that? What is it that I am hindering you, that you are so provocative to Lao Tzu?"

The male cultivator with the scar, who was obviously not a good man, was immediately extremely unhappy after being accused by the middle-aged monk of this call.

The few scars on his face were also faintly red, obviously in a state of rage.

"What? Say two words to you, you still want to be terrible? You have such a fat body, can't you be too afraid to squeeze here? If you are a refiner, then you don't have to say anything. Since you're not a refiner, what are you still doing here? Hurry up and leave, where should you go!"

The middle-aged monk looked impatient and looked at the scarred male cultivator like garbage.

And Chu Feng also noticed that this scar male cultivator was a red qi cultivator in the late day after tomorrow.

And this middle-aged monk with a cold and arrogant face is also the strength of the late stage of the day after tomorrow, but he is a yellow qi cultivator, two shades higher than the male cultivator with a scar.

"Haha, joke! Is this Yokoyama Inner Town your family's? Even if you are a member of the Yokoyama Inner Sect, you can't manage it so widely, right?" asked the Scar Male Cultivator with an angry face.

"Boy, you're right! I'm a member of the Hengshan Inner Sect, and I'm a member of the Sword Fox Clan! If you say one more nonsense, be careful that I'm not polite to you, and I'll make you suffer a lot!"

The middle-aged monk said with a murderous expression.

"Yo, you are really a member of the Hengshan Inner Sect, and you are a member of the Sword Fox Clan? Sure enough! I heard that the Sword Fox Clan of the Hengshan Inner Sect is very domineering internally, but externally, all of them are cowardly! From you, this matter has been best confirmed!"

The scar male cultivator was not in a hurry at this time, and said to the middle-aged male cultivator with a sneer, "What's your name?"

"Sword Fox Dust!"

The middle-aged monk, who claimed to be named Sword Fox Chen, had a great change in his face, and his whole body was full of yellow qi, and he was on the verge of breaking up and hurting people.

"Boy, if you say this to me, you are already a mortal person! I won't kill you now, and you say, why is the Sword and Fox Clan of the Hengshan Inner Sect very domineering internally and cowardly externally?"

Sword Fox Dust asked angrily.

The two of them have reached this point, and this fierce clash of words has already attracted the attention of everyone around them.

And Chu Feng was also very attentive to this Sword Fox Clansman named Sword Fox Chen.

Chu Feng thought in his heart, even if this scarred man was invincible to Sword Fox Dust, he should also easily deal with this person!

As an enemy of the Sword Fox Clan of the Yokoyama Inner Sect, he must be ruthless and eliminate all evil!

"Hehe, do you still need to elaborate on this? Don't talk about it if it's far away, let's just say it's close! You Hengshan Inner Sect, how can you say that it is also a dignified second-grade upper sect, but it was tossed by Chu Feng's Heavenly Alliance, this first-grade sect, at most it is the storage of the second-grade lower sect, and it is so tossed!"

Scar Male Cultivator sneered and continued, "It is said that even Sword Fox Chao's son, Sword Fox Gao, died under the command of Chu Feng, the leader of the Heavenly Alliance, and many of the children of the Sword Fox Clan who went with him to the Heavenly Alliance to ask for their guilt have gone and never returned!"

Moreover, you imprisoned Ouyang Hao, the sect master of the Hengshan Outer Sect, but you were also let out, and even those sinful cultivators in the dungeon were also released, is this the case?"