South of Yunzhou, Jiayan City.

This is a small city outside the forbidden land of the Nine Heavens Palace, and in the night, a white crane flew in and flew into a quaint tower in the city.

Above the main hall inside the tower.

The middle-aged bald head walked up to the hall with a spirit talisman in his hand.

"Youxuan Gongzi, the ghost Taoist has sent news that the assassination of Chen Changan has failed, saying that there is a problem with the information you gave, and Chen Changan's cultivation has reached the realm of cultivating gods, and he will ......" The words of the middle-aged bald head stopped abruptly.

Youxuan sat on top of the main hall, frowned, and said, "Go on!"

The middle-aged bald head swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said: "This spirit rune letter says that Chen Changan also killed Liupan Mountain, and joined forces with a son of the Yun family in Yunzhou to uproot the entire Liupan Mountain, and the four black-robed killers other than him were killed, including his wife, I hope the prince can send a few red-robed people to assist him!"

After saying the content of the spirit rune letter, the middle-aged bald head closed his mouth very consciously, and his breathing slowed down a lot.

He looked at Youxuan not far in front of him and knew that Childe was angry.

"It's really a waste, how can Chen Changan have a relationship with the Yun family!" Youxuan opened his mouth coldly, his eyes dark, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour.

He originally thought that Chen Chang'an, a secular monk, could be easily killed, but he didn't expect to fail.

And the most important thing is that if it failed, it was found by the other party and destroyed.

This was a result he had never imagined, once his letter or the relationship between the Red Sect and the Nine Heavens Palace leaked out, it would be unimaginable how many consequences it would cause!

The middle-aged bald man looked at him and said cautiously: "Childe, what should I do next, arrange a red-robed killer for him?"

Youxuan's eyes stared and said: "Hmph, he dares to think about the red robe! Arrange a reliable black robe for him, if he can help him kill Chen Changan, he will kill him, if he can't, he must solve that waste, and he must not expose his identity!"

The middle-aged bald head bowed in response, and then slowly retreated.

Youxuan looked at his departing figure, his eyes were as cold as a pool, looking at the void outside the hall, and muttered: "Chen Changan, I underestimated you!"

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Beihai City.

A majestic city built along the long North Sea.

The morning sun sprinkled on the mottled ancient city wall, the former first city in Beihai, stood for a long time without falling, experienced the ultimate prosperity and lonely dilapidation, and now with the birth of the Beihai Sword Pavilion, it has attracted countless monks.

There are famous cultivators who ride birds and demon beasts, there are family cultivators who sit on the treasure cart pulled by demon beasts, or casual monks who walk alone or in groups.

Most of these cultivators came to the Beihai Sword Pavilion three days later.

After all, it was one of the four transcendent forces in Yunzhou, and coupled with the legends that had been passed down in the past, young cultivators from all walks of life were attracted to it.

The cloud buji parked the spirit ship outside the huge city gate.

Yun Buqi walked to the deck, looked at Chen Changan and the two and said lightly: "This is Beihai City, Yun still has important things to do, let's do it yourself!"

"Thank you!" Although the other party's attitude was cold, Chen Changan still thanked him, and then walked off the spirit boat with Li Zhou.

"Childe, you have to arrange for someone to clean this spirit ship well, those two worldly people look dirty, and I don't want to stay in the place where they have been!"

"Got it!"

Before Chen Changan and the others walked a few steps, the voices of the maid and Yun Buqi came from behind.

Li Zhou clenched his fists when he heard this, and Chen Changan smiled lightly and said: "Some people are dirty in their hearts, so everything she looks at is dirty, don't worry about this kind of person, lose your identity!"

Li Zhou nodded thoughtfully and said, "What Brother Chen said is reasonable!"

The city walls of Beihai City are hundreds of zhang high, one large, two small and three city gates, each gate is forged by the whole body of dark spiritual iron, and there are still some broken spirit patterns left on it, which can vaguely see how prosperous the city was at its peak in the past.

On the central city gate, there are two simple and sharp characters engraved with "Beihai", as if outlined with a sword edge, and you can vaguely feel the sharp feeling of rushing to your face at a glance.

"This is the cultivator's city, it's really big!"

Li Zhou stopped outside the city gate, looked up at the huge city gate and city wall, and sighed.

The height of this Beihai City alone is comparable to the city wall of Jinyang City, and the thick city wall gives people a sense of majesty and grandeur when they look at it.

"It's huge!"

Chen Changan looked at the city wall and the monks who came and went, and couldn't help but think of the cultivator city in the end of the Dharma era in the previous life, at that time, such a tall city had been turned into a ruin, as for the surrounding cultivators, there were naturally not so many at that time, after all, with his cultivation of the Divine Cultivation Realm, he could be a sect leader at that time, and you can imagine how withered the cultivation world was at that time.

"Let's go, let's go into the city and have a look. ”

"Good!"

Chen Changan and Li Zhou walked into the city side by side.

"Don't miss it when you pass by, the second-order healing pill only needs a hundred spirit jades, it is a must-have product for casual cultivation!"

"The demon crystal of the third-order Kui Timber Wolf, as long as twenty spirit crystals, come and take a look at that!"

"First Order Elixir ......"

As soon as I entered the city, I saw many cultivators setting up stalls shouting, and most of them were selling some low-level cultivation resources.

Compared with the bustling street vendors, there are very few shops around, except for some inns and a few large power chambers of commerce, there are almost no shops open, which has always been the reason why Beihai City has just recovered, and some ordinary forces have not dared to settle here.

Li Zhou looked at the stalls of those cultivators with considerable interest, "Brother Chen, should we go and have a look!"

Chen Changan glanced at the hundreds of stalls along the street on one side, Beihai Sword Pavilion was just waiting for three days later, and it didn't hurt to wander around casually if he had nothing to do now, "Okay!"

The two of them walked towards the stalls.

Some low-level elixirs and demon crystals couldn't attract Chen Chang'an anymore, basically they were all roughly swept and didn't take a second look, while Li Zhou was groping around with interest, after all, he had never seen so many kinds of cultivation resources.

A moment later, Li Zhou stopped in front of a stall.

"How can this demon beast essence blood be sold?" Li Zhou leaned over, looked at the buckets of demon beast essence blood glowing with dark red luster in front of him, and could feel the terrifying demon power contained in it with two sips.

The stall owner was a middle-aged casual cultivator, and he glanced at the young man in front of him and said, "This is the essence blood of the third-order safflower demon python, a bucket of one hundred spirit crystals, no bargaining!"

"A hundred spirit crystals, I want them!"

Without waiting for Li Zhou to respond, a domineering voice came from the side.

Li Zhou turned around and looked up, and saw a young man in a gold silk embroidered robe, looking a few years younger than himself, but his face was full of arrogance, followed by a middle-aged man, followed by seven or eight guards, and he was born either rich or noble.

"This brother, let's talk about first-come-first-served when buying things, this monster spirit blood is a bucket of one hundred spirit crystals, I want them all!"

Li Zhou turned over his hand and took out three hundred spirit crystals and handed them to the stall owner in front of the arrogant young man.

The stall owner looked at the money, but his face was embarrassed, he knew this golden-robed young man, he was a son of the Yunzhou Wang family, he didn't dare to offend.

The golden-robed young man looked at this scene with a cold face, staring at Li Zhoudao: "Even a mere observer dares to rob me of something, break his leg for me!"

As his words fell, several middle-aged men dressed as guards in the rear immediately rushed up.

The cultivation of these guards was all from the self-realm, and when they came up, they urged their spiritual power to attack Li Zhou's legs, and they all used all their strength to attack.

Li Zhou's eyes sank, "It's too much of a deception!"

The moment the words fell, the spiritual power cultivation on his body exploded, and a punch burst out, and the strong crimson spiritual power bloomed on the fist.

Those guards were naturally not Li Zhou's opponents, and they were all knocked out in a few fights, rolled on the ground a few times, and then screamed and wailed.

This fight instantly attracted the attention of many cultivators around him.

"Who is this young man, who dares to beat Wang Chuyuan's guards, isn't he afraid of the Wang family?"

"Yes, it's a pity, looking at his posture talent, it should be good!"

"No matter how good your talent is, what's the use, if you have a problem with your brain, you actually fight with Wang Chuyuan for something, isn't this looking for death!"

The surrounding people shook their heads when they watched this scene, and then lowered their voices to communicate.

They vaguely remembered that half a month ago, a loose cultivator collided with the prince's car outside the city gate, and was killed on the spot, and even more than a dozen loose cultivators with them were broken legs and thrown into the North Sea.

Wang Chuyuan looked at the scene in front of him, stared at Li Zhou coldly, and said, "I, Wang Chuyuan, am in Beihai City for half a month, and you are the first person who dares to beat my guard!"

Li Zhou raised his eyebrows and said, "What if I beat me, are you only allowed to beat me, not you?"

Wang Chuyuan sneered angrily and said, "I don't know what is dead or alive, they can beat you, but you just can't beat them, Uncle Jin, cut off his arm for me!"

In his opinion, the cultivator in front of him who contemplated the self-realm was an ant, and he could handle it at will.

As his words fell.

The middle-aged man beside him stared, and then stepped forward, and the coercion of the Divine Cultivation Realm immediately erupted from his body.

The middle-aged man looked at Li Zhou and slapped it with a wave of his hand.

The golden light lit up, and the palm power broke through the air as if a golden stream shot out, and a terrifying gust of wind poured out.

There was a sonic boom in the air explosion, and the golden light came in an instant.

Li Zhou looked at Jin Mang's approach, the speed was so fast, but his body was shrouded by the coercion of the Cultivation God Realm, and he couldn't dodge at all when he was slow, so he could only condense the spiritual power on his body in front of him, turning into a crimson light curtain.

Everyone sighed as they watched this scene, and many had already turned away.

They seemed to have foreseen the end of this young man, and they would definitely have their arms broken, and then they knelt on the ground and wailed bitterly.