To the north of the Southern Regions there is a "Sifang City".

The city was built around the mountains, hidden in the mountains, hence the name.

The area of Sifang City is not large, and it is not prosperous. Although there are not many high-rise buildings in the city, there are many shops that can be bought and sold.

In the mountains outside the city, many caves have been excavated, and when the light curtains protect the caves, they also shine with brilliant spiritual light.

It is a city where monks have been active for many years, and few mortals know about it.

Sifang City is not well-known, but it is better in the middle of nowhere, so it attracts a large number of basic stage monks and spirit stage monks to come here. or live in seclusion and cultivate secretly, or buy the elixir resources needed for cultivation.

The gates of the city were left unguarded to the north, but a large number of monks came and went.

Originally, this square city should not have attracted so many monks. But in recent years, due to the war in the Southern Regions, many monks with low realms have fled to this Sifang City and secluded.

At noon, a blue-clothed male cultivator with yellowish skin and a thin body ran out of the city gate quickly.

As soon as he stepped out of the city gate, the male cultivator ignored the flow of people around him, released his cultivation, turned into a ray of light, and walked towards the sky.

The blue-clothed male cultivator's retreat had just disappeared into Sifang City, and a young male cultivator with hosta hair also hurriedly followed.

Looking into the distance, he sighed secretly, and the young monk with the hosta hair also turned into a ray of light and chased after him.

In the mountains, the white fog persists all year round.

The two male cultivators who had just flown out of the Sifang City flew away quickly, one after the other.

"Dong'er, you said that we all fled to this city to escape the world, why go back? It's too dangerous outside......" The young male cultivator who was chasing after him said to the blue-clothed monk in front.

"Young master, I'll just go alone, you can stay here and escape the world. The blue-clothed man's face moved slightly, echoing him, but his speed was still not slow.

After hearing this, the young monk suddenly disappeared much faster. Soon, the two of them flew forward in the same row.

"Dong'er! What that senior brother said may not be true...... Why did you go back to the sect for the sake of a rumor? It's a mess outside now......" The young monk looked sideways at the white-clothed male cultivator with a helpless expression.

"No! it must be her! She said I could go to her at any time......," replied the blue-clothed man, staring ahead, with a persistent expression.

The cultivation of the two is not strong, and they only have the realm of the foundation period. But he kept running fast and flew into the distance.

To the north of the Tianxuan Continent, there is a "Marriage City".

The area of this city is not small, and it extends in all directions, and the people who come and go in this city are not only monks, but also a few mortals.

There are countless buildings and pavilions in the city, and the canals outside the city lead to the sea, and there is an endless stream of spirit boats.

This "marriage city" is not only a prosperous monk city, but also has a lot to do with the fairy gate.

Anyone who wants to worship in the immortal gate can come to this city and seek opportunities.

A big sect like Xianmen will not easily accept disciples, let alone disciples with realm cultivation. Therefore, most of the monks who want to worship the immortal gate will choose to come to this "marriage city" to try their chances. It is precisely because of this that this "marriage city" will be so prosperous.

There is a tall building in the city, called "Tianxia Zhi".

Open the door every morning to welcome guests, smile and talk about world affairs to the officials, quite the taste of a mortal market tea party.

If you want to enter this building and listen to it, you must pay ten intermediate spirit stones. Because the things in the world said in this building are interesting things in the world of cultivating immortals, and they are not the same as the rivers and mountains in the dust.

At this time, in the building, a white-haired old man was sitting on a wooden chair, holding spiritual tea and talking eloquently.

"Last time, we said that the southern gate of the Heavenly Xuan Southern Region had already eliminated the Aoki Sect without much effort, and was rushing towards the Ghost Killing Gate. But the latest news is that these armies of monks from the south have turned around and turned around to kill the Aoki Sect again. ”

Speaking of this, the white-haired old man paused, secretly took a sip of tea in his hand, and continued to speak.

"According to reliable sources, there is a red-clothed female cultivator with advanced cultivation in this Aoki Sect. I don't know the specific cultivation of this cultivator, but he has killed thousands of monks in Nanlinmen, among which there are dozens of people in the Jindan period of the Great Manyuan realm.

The remaining disciples of the Aoki Sect also returned to the Aoki Sect, but they only entered and exited, and no one knew what was going on inside. But the monks I know all over the world have found out. The outside of the Aoki Sect was shrouded in white mist and formations, and it had become a forbidden place in the world. It can be seen from this that this red-clothed female cultivator who doesn't know the origin should have all kinds of things to do with the Ghost Sect! After all, in the Tianxuan Continent, the only one who makes good use of the cultivation of forbidden arts is the Tao family of the Ghost Sect......

The old man's voice was not loud, but the monks in the building heard it clearly.

In his colorful narration, on the third floor, a white-clothed male cultivator sitting on a wooden chair slowly stood up.

This male cultivator has a slender figure, a white complexion, sword eyebrows and thin eyes, and is really cold. Especially when he has a long sword behind him, which is really extraordinary. Although it is tightly wrapped in white cloth, you can also see the spiritual light.

The monk in the building was listening intently to the white-haired old man's talk, and no one was paying attention to his departure.

Walking through the street, the white-clothed male cultivator seemed to have something on his mind, and he was uneasy.

The city was full of people, but it was neither noisy nor noisy, just like his state of mind, sad and contradictory.

After a long time, he found that he had unconsciously walked to a place with a teleportation array.

The teleportation formation was encased in a white light curtain, guarded by several monks. The leader of the group, wearing a square hat and holding a jade slip in his hand, is the realm of the late stage of the foundation.

Looking at the teleportation formation in front of him, a smile finally appeared on the cold face of the white-clothed male cultivator.

With one hand slapping the storage bag, a simple aqua blue robe appeared in his hand.

In a flash of inspiration, the male cultivator changed into a long robe and said to the leading monk in front of him, "Go to the Southern Regions, Aoki Mountain Range, how many spirit stones?"

Hearing this, the monk in the square hat stepped forward and bowed, and spoke respectfully.

"Senior, our teleportation array here can only send you to 'Yexi City' at the farthest. After all, we're a long way from the Southern Regions...... Even if you arrive at "Yexi City", you will still need to use the teleportation formation several times to reach the Southern Regions! And the current Southern Regions are still drumming......

After finishing speaking, the monk wearing a square hat saw that this senior was silent, just looking at the teleportation formation behind him, so he hurriedly bent down again and said, "Go to "Yexi City", two hundred intermediate spirit stones. ”

"Looks like I've really gone a little far......," the monk muttered to himself, who had changed into a navy blue robe.

But he didn't hesitate and stepped into the teleportation formation.

It's just that when he took out the spirit stone, his face showed a hint of strangeness, as if he was unusually entangled and heartbroken......

In the Aoki Mountains, two figures flew in.

They finally stopped in mid-air, looking at the thick white fog ahead, and did not dare to fly forward again.

Because with instinct, they can find that there is a fluctuation of the formation in front of them, and it is an existence that they can't resist.

"Dong'er, two teleportation arrays cost us six hundred intermediate spirit stones. If you can't see her, don't regret it!" The young male cultivator with curled jade hair, looking at the thin blue-clothed male cultivator, said with some anger.

The blue-clothed male cultivator just looked at the white mist in front of him, silent, and couldn't see any thoughts in Mu Leng's expression.

The young monk looked at the blue-clothed male cultivator beside him, shook his head helplessly, and finally let out a long sigh.

After seventeen days, the two of them flew away without sleep, and it took six hundred intermediate spirit stones to come here.

It's just because the former classmates said that there was a red-clothed female cultivator who returned to the sect, that's all!

The Southern Regions are in troubled times, and monks of their realm cultivation have already lived in seclusion, but because of a rumor, they returned to the troubled times......

The wind moves, but the white mist never disperses.

The blue-clothed male cultivator looked ahead like this, his face was dull, but he was stubborn.

After a while, a joyful smile suddenly appeared on the male cultivator's sluggish face, and his body seemed to be a little unstable, trembling in the air.

The white mist surged ahead, and it seemed that a figure was flying towards them.

"Young Master, change into a blue robe, Senior Sister is here......" Tears flashed in his eyes, and the blue-clothed male cultivator said excitedly.

The young monk on the side was also slightly stunned, he looked at the figure getting closer and closer in the white mist, and then looked at the excited expression of the male cultivator beside him, and an unbelievable look appeared on his face. However, his body was in a flash of inspiration, and he quickly changed into an aqua blue robe.

In the white mist, a red-clothed nun flew out, her face was cold, but when she saw the two of them clearly, a warm smile appeared.

"Disciple, Shui Dong'er, meet Senior Sister......" The emaciated male cultivator bowed and shouted as if he was a little choked.

"Disciple Shui Anshun, meet the elders. The young monk on the side also shouted with a bow.

"You don't have to salute, just come back. The red-dressed nun raised her red sleeves and helped the two worshippers up.

The three of them looked at each other, and Shui Anshun bowed his head slightly, slightly nervous. Shui Dong'er's eyes were moist, and her expression looked a little excited.

The red-clothed nun looked at the two of them with satisfaction and nodded with a smile.

After a few moments of silence, the red-clothed nun smiled and spoke.

"Little junior brother, after 60 years of separation, seems to have matured a lot. ”

When the male cultivator named Shui Dong'er heard this, his body trembled slightly, and tears fell from his eyes.

"Senior sister, don't come to harm!" hugged her fists in front of her, and Shui Dong'er bowed her head and said.

Taking a step forward, the red-clothed nun put her hand on Shui Dong'er's shoulder and whispered, "It's okay." ”

Looking at the red-clothed nun and Shui Dong'er in front of him, Shui Anshun instantly felt that he was very redundant, and wanted to quickly find a hole in the ground to get into......

"You're the young master in the mouth of the little junior brother, right? It is indeed born of white and tender glory. After a while, the red-clothed nun looked at Shui Anshun with an embarrassed face on the side and said with a smile.

The elder smiled...... "Half bowed, Shui Anshun replied embarrassedly.

"Just call me Senior Sister, let's go back to the sect......" Shaking her head and smiling, the red-clothed nun said.

As she spoke, the white mist behind her opened a hole at some point, and the red-clothed nun took Shui Anshun and Shui Dong'er's shoulders extremely heroically and flew inward.

The three of them all had smiles on their faces, and at the same time, Shui Dong'er's laughter came from the white mist.

"Young master, I didn't lie to you. I really met the senior sister back then......"

At the same time, Shui Anshun's helpless voice also came out.

"Don't call me 'young master', senior sister is still there......"