Flying boats travel through the mountains.

Li Mu sat cross-legged on the bow of the boat and took out the tea set to make tea.

In the teacup, the sky is reflected.

There was a cloud that was always at the same distance as the flying boat.

Li Mu was vigilant.

A moment later, a melon poked out of the clouds.

It was Su Linger's cute face with some baby fat.

After a while, two more heads poked out.

"I didn't expect Uncle Changqing and Kongming Immortals to be there."

Li Mu shook his head slightly.

The immortals have been in the mountains for a long time, and their methods of tracking people are full of flaws.

Ignoring these guys, Li Mu spread out the map and chose the place to open the cave.

This place is more than 800 miles north of Qingyun Peak, called Chaoyang Peak.

There is a spiritual vein under this Chaoyang Peak, but it is occupied by a fourth-order demon.

To the east of Chaoyang Peak is the Lechuan Valley, which is an ancient battlefield site that ordinary monks dare not enter.

To the south is the Demon Domain, which is rich in all kinds of demon beasts.

To the north is the territory of the Mortal Immortal Dynasty.

The west side is occupied by an evil cult called the Blood Demon Sect.

Such a sinister environment made those Taiyuan Sect disciples dispel the idea of opening a cave in this place.

"There are evil cultivators, demon beasts, and ghost things, it's really a treasure of feng shui."

Li Mu was a little excited.

He's well prepared and has enough cards to get a foothold in a place like this.

Of course, the most important thing is the abundance of resources.

Evil cultivators, demon beasts, and ghost creatures are threats in the eyes of other disciples.

In Li Mu's eyes, it is a good thing to supplement the true yuan and improve the cultivation.

He took out a high-grade spirit stone and stuffed it into the power core of the flying boat.

The speed of the flying boat increased suddenly.

……

Sanliu Town.

The town is small, with a permanent population of less than 1,000.

But because the town is located on a traffic artery,

Merchants from the north and south like to do business here.

The surrounding scattered cultivators are also willing to come to the town to communicate with each other.

Today is the day of the market.

The streets are full of people.

The drunken fairy building is full of wine and is overcrowded.

Suddenly there was a thud.

A burly man flew out and rolled on the ground a few times,

The big and small Dan furnaces on the stall were staggered.

There was a mocking voice from inside the restaurant.

"If you don't have money, you dare to come to my drunken immortal building to eat and drink? It's so tired! ”

The strong man collapsed on the ground, his chest collapsed, and blood trickled from his mouth and nose.

The vendor came forward with a curse.

"Smash my two Dan furnaces and compensate me with a hundred spirit stones!"

The strong man opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

But the lobes of his lungs were punctured by a broken sternum, and he snorted and leaked out.

I can't breathe in my throat, so I can't make a sound.

Seeing this, the vendor hurriedly stepped forward and touched the strong man.

Unfortunately, I searched all over my body, and only found two talismans from my boots.

"Poor ghost!"

The vendor put the talisman in his storage bag, turned to the people around him, and said:

"Everybody saw it, he smashed my stall and the stove."

"These two talismans were paid to me, not by me!"

As he spoke, the strong man only had air in and no breath out.

In the crowd, three blackfriars walked over.

The leader tore off the jade plate on the strong man's waist and looked at it.

"Temporary individual customers, when they can't live, throw them out."

Two subordinates, one on the left and one on the right, dragged away with the two legs of the strong man.

The black-clothed monk turned to look at the Drunken Immortal Tower.

It is just opposite the triangular eye shopkeeper by the window on the second floor.

The Blackfriar snorted, dispersing the crowd around him.

"Let's go, there's nothing to see, it's all gone!"

There was no bustle to see, and the crowd dispersed.

Those who should buy and sell do business, and those who should eat.

The streets returned to normal, as if nothing had happened just now.

The anger on the vendor's face disappeared, and he happily picked up the scattered stoves and put them back in place.

At this moment, a handsome young man wearing a cyan robe walked over.

Vendors greet them warmly.

"Little Daoist, these Dan furnaces of mine are all produced by masters!"

"All of them are sold at 10% off today!"

"Look at this, the best Wushan red mud is cast, with quality and quantity, only fifty spirit stones!"

The boy threw over ten spirit stones.

The vendor took the spirit stone and was overjoyed, but his face was still sad.

"There are still forty pieces left, forget it, open today, give a twenty percent discount to the little Taoist friend, and give thirty spirit stones."

"I don't want your broken jar," said the young monk, "and I am here for the first time to inquire about the surroundings. ”

The vendor was happy again, "Daoyou, you are looking for the right person, my old He was just born in this Sanliu Town, and I inquired about the Dao number bag, I don't know what the little Daoyou is called?" ”

"Nanpovan."

The vendor was stunned and casually boasted a good name.

The young man smiled slightly, and threw over two spirit stones.

"Reward."

The vendor's old face smiled into a chrysanthemum, "Master Dao, what do you want to inquire?" ”

Nan Bowan, more precisely Li Mu, asked casually:

"Who is this person in Sanliu Town?"

The vendor hurriedly said, "Naturally, it is the ancestor of Qingyang, his old man is the power of Yuanying, the Great Sun Palm has reached the realm of transformation, and he has cultivated the incorruptible body of King Kong, and the entire Sanliu Town is covered by him." ”

"Dao Master, when you entered the town, did you buy a pass with three spirit stones? That is the premium paid to Qingyang Ancestor, as long as you are in Qingyang Town, as long as you don't break the rules of Qingyang Ancestor, no one will dare to make a move on you. ”

Li Mu pointed to the blood stains on the ground, "Didn't that man just now be beaten to death?" ”

The vendor had a complicated expression, and glanced at the signboard of the Drunken Immortal Building, "This Drunken Immortal Building is an exception. ”

Li Mu asked curiously, "Why?" ”

"This drunken immortal building has a background, if they know that I am chewing the root of my tongue here, they will not have my good fruit to eat," the vendor looked embarrassed, "So, you have to add money." ”

Li Mu said disdainfully, "This is a hundred miles in circumference, and the only one who can make Yuanying turn a blind eye is the Blood Demon Sect." ”

The vendor smiled awkwardly, "Dao Ye is wise." ”

He rolled his eyes and lowered his voice.

"There is also news, it is worth at least ten spirit stones!"

Li Mu snorted: "Master Dao, I'm not a fool, I will set the price of how many spirit stones the news is worth." ”

The vendor looked left and right, and forced the sound into a line:

"Qingyang Ancestor is a member of the Taiyuan Sect."

Li Mu was slightly stunned, "Which peak?" ”

The vendor shook his head.

"Is there any evidence?"

The vendor still shook his head.

"Hearsay, without evidence, then it is only worth a spirit stone."

Taking the spirit stone, the vendor gritted his teeth and said:

"The news came from the nineteenth concubine of Qingyang Old Ancestor."

Li Mu threw over ten spirit stones.

"Let's talk about the Blood Demon Sect."

The streets are full of people.

Li Mu got the news he wanted and walked into the Drunken Immortal Tower.

Drop a storage bag on the counter.

"I want the best room, the strongest wine, and the most beautiful woman."