100: Beiyin Mountain enters the town of Nanwangfu

It's starting to rain again.

The air was damp, the walls were running water, and the tables and chairs were damp.

However, the place where Zhao Chengyun lived was fine, a statue of the Red Flame Divine Monarch was placed there, and the whole house was dry, and the moisture evaporated unconsciously.

There is a disadvantage that the statue of Chijun is placed in the house all the year round, and it will be too dry, and the people who live in it often feel thirsty and need to drink more herbal tea.

Xun Lanyin actually stayed here for a few days in a row and did not leave.

Zhao Yingyun guessed that she might be in case the Zhennan Wangfu did something irrational, so she didn't leave.

But she didn't say, and Zhao Yingyun didn't ask.

……

In the south of the town, when the city gate was about to close in the evening, a man wearing a cloak of red on the outside and black on the inside walked in.

In the eyes of the monks, it looks like a burning level from a distance, and the flames rush into the sky, even if the monks fly over it, they will choose to bypass it, because the firelight will disperse the clouds they have taken.

And those feminine spirits are even more far away.

Even though Yin Xuan was wearing this inner yin and outer yang robe, he still felt the heat, and he looked at the runes that symbolized flames everywhere on the street, and the lanterns that hung on him, and felt hot in his eyes.

When he arrived at the location of the palace, the rays of the sun were already floating in the sky, and the city was already in shadows.

He came to the back door of the palace, where the door was hidden, and he looked up to the right and left, a confident smile on his face.

The smile on his porcelain-white face revealed an indescribable evil intent in the coldness.

When he entered the door, he didn't know the way.

There was a corridor on the left and right, but the lantern on the left was lit and the right was dark, and he chuckled and walked along the unlit corridor.

The palace looks simple from the outside, but after entering, it is full of scenery, bright and fresh.

Probably because the flames here are too strong, so the plants here are all fire-rich, and when you pass by a pond, the lotus flowers in it are in full bloom, and a pair of koi fish float at the bottom of the river, and the gorgeous color on their bodies is like a flame.

He chuckled again.

At the end of the room was an unlit room, the windows of which were closed, and there was a man sitting facing east, and there was a shrine on the east side, but now the shrine was covered with a black cloth, but there was a stick of incense that had just been lit from the censer in front of the idol, and there was a light smoke.

The only source of light in the whole room was the fire on the incense.

Yin Xuan pushed the door in and closed the door.

As soon as he entered the room, he felt the scorching air drop a lot, he pulled down his hood, looked at the person sitting there, with his back to him, and walked slowly.

He chuckled again: "Yin Xuan of Beiyin Mountain pays a visit to the King of Zhennan. ”

"Do you like to laugh?" Lan Shaoxun asked coldly.

"Hehe, King Zhennan, don't misunderstand, laugh just because I'm happy to see the prince, and I can't hide the joy in my heart." Yin Xuan said with a smile.

Lan Shaoxun sat there and didn't look back, nor did he dwell on this question anymore, but asked, "You want to come to see me, why are you going to do so?" ”

"Lord Mingjian, in this trip, not for anything else, just for our two families to be able to cultivate the same friendship forever." Yin Xuan said.

"You, who are you?" Lan Shaoxun asked.

"As long as the prince thinks who it is, we are who we are, it can be Beiyin Mountain, or it can be the thousands of mountains and rivers." Yin Xuan said seriously, I don't know why, he really wanted to go over and see what this Zhennan King Lan Shaoxun looked like.

"My son and your fox hill are already engaged!" Lan Shaoxun said.

"Fox Hill is of course the pearl of our thousand mountains, but Fox Hill has marriages with many families, even some royal families have marriages with Fox Hill." Yin Xuan's meaning by this is obviously to say that there is nothing special about this Fox Hill.

Lan Shaoxun, the king of Zhennan, who was sitting there, was silent for a while and said, "Then what do you mean?" ”

"We all know that there are many friends and many roads, and the prince is the king of Zhennan, not everyone can buy or control it, we just want to make friends with the prince. Tiandu Mountain is a great cultivator, originally in the world, ignoring worldly things, but now it is involved in the red dust, as long as the prince is willing to make us a friend, we will naturally help the prince deal with Tiandu Mountain. ”

"Moreover, the origin of this contradiction between the prince and Tiandu Mountain actually comes from the Zhou royal family, the royal family does not keep its promises and wants to tear up the contract of the year, if the prince is tied, then the prince's Zhennan Palace, which has been inherited for hundreds of years, may become history in the book."

"If that's the case, how can the prince go to see the ancestors under the Nine Springs?"

Yin Xuan's voice became lower and lower, but the meaning of the words became heavier and heavier.

As he spoke, he walked forward, his heart couldn't suppress the idea of wanting to see the other party's appearance, and finally turned to the side, he saw a middle-aged man with a white face and beard, his brows were slightly furrowed, his head was sideways, but there were two fires flickering in his eyes.

Yin Xuan felt that there was a fire coming all over the world, gathering his eyes and wanting to drill into his heart.

He only felt that his eyes were burning, and immediately retreated, covering his eyes, the face that was originally as solid as porcelain quickly turned black at this moment, he reached out and inserted it into his eyes, pulled out the two points of fire, and threw them out, and the fire exploded in the void.

He put his hood on his head, the black air surged, the head solidified again, and the others had retreated to the door, the black smoke in his eyes spinning like a whirlpool.

"I don't believe what you said, let's see how you did it first, one thing I want to tell you, Zhennan Wangfu has been inherited to this day, and has experienced a lot of winds and waves, but Zhennan Wangfu is still here, and it has never relied on anyone's help and mercy." Lan Shaoxun, the king of Zhennan, said coldly.

Yin Xuan's eyes slowly condensed, becoming a pair of all-black eyes, he wrapped his cloak, did not speak, directly turned into a wisp of black smoke and drilled out of the crack in the door, followed the way, and quickly walked out of the Zhennan Palace.

Along the way, he thought in his heart that he must refine a pair of good eyes and not let himself be burned out by others casually.

……

The Daozi Academy has reopened, and Zhao Yingyun will go there during the day, and the eyes of those Daozi looking at him have changed.

Many of them saw Zhao Yingyun's performance on the city wall, whether it was waving with a pair of big sleeves at the beginning to block the sword light, or the huge momentum of the cremation dragon in the back, it made everyone feel amazing.

And those juniors and disciples in the lower courtyard of Tiandu Mountain know more, but they also have envy and respect in their hearts.

No matter how powerful the rumors are, they are not as good as seeing them with your own eyes.

Xun Lanyin felt that his spells were fancy, but these people felt that Zhao Yinyun's spells were gorgeous and chic, and some of them saw Zhao Yinyun's temptation from defense to counterattack, and immediately killed with one blow after the temptation.

So someone asked Zhao Yingyun to ask him to give a lecture on the Fa for everyone.

Zhao Yingyun did not refuse, because teaching the Fa to others can also sort out what he has learned, and the questions raised by others may also be something that he has not studied in depth before, so lecturing is never only about paying, but also about gaining.