Lincang Feng family.

Dusk Immortal Sky Cloud City is different from the immortal mansions of other immortal gates, and is built in the green forest mountain stream.

It is located in the southwest of Lincang. The carved beams and painted buildings, the flying pavilion Liudan, are unique in the whole Lincang territory.

The entire Dusk Immortal Sky Cloud City has four gates, front and back, left and right. Ancient beasts are carved on each heavy door, which are used to guard the four palaces of east, west, north and south.

A man in a white robe walked absentmindedly on the busy streets of Lincang.

Star's eyes drooped lightly, lost in thought. Even the pedestrians who bumped into and came and went did not know it.

Walking to the gate of the Cloud City in the Dusk Immortal Sky like this, a man stationed at the gate saw that he was in a state of despair, and moved his steps to the place where he was about to walk.

With a muffled "bang", the man slammed straight into the disciple stationed at the city gate.

The disciple couldn't help but tease: "Where did Senior Brother Feng Yin go?

Feng Yin glanced up at him, and saw that it was Zuo Xing, the unforgiving outer disciple in the past, and raised his hand to punch him in the shoulder.

"Let your kid be poor-mouthed, even the senior brother is making fun!"

Zuo Xing touched his nose with a smile and asked, "Where has Senior Brother Yin been these days?" Feng Gongzi ordered someone to look for you when he returned from the Lingtai a few days ago, it seems that there is something important!"

A 'Lingtai' made Feng Yin's eyes shine, and his words couldn't help but be a little excited.

"You mean Brother Qingyi went to the Lingtai!"

Zuo Xing didn't seem to understand why he was so excited, and after thinking about it carefully, when Feng Gongzi returned, he did say that he had gone to the Lingtai, so he nodded solemnly to him.

Feng Yin held his face with both hands and rubbed it vigorously, so excited that he almost went up to print a few lip prints.

"Good junior brother, I'll invite you to dinner another day, I'll go find Brother Qingyi first!"

Without waiting for any reply, Feng Yin let go of his hand and went straight to the Yijin Pavilion in the Dusk Immortal Sky Cloud City.

Zuo Xing looked at his back in a hurry, raised his hand and rubbed his cheek that had been pinched by him.

Lin Ran, an outer disciple on the side, sighed enviously and said, "Alas, they are also disciples of the Dusk Immortal Sky Cloud City, but the difference is so big! This Senior Brother Yin, obviously he started later than us, just because Feng Gongzi liked it, he made an exception and was accepted as an inner disciple by the Wind Immortal Lord." ”

Although the words were full of sourness, there was nothing but envy in his eyes.

Zuo Xing walked up to him and raised his arm to support his shoulder, but his eyes were still staring at the smaller and smaller figure.

"Isn't it, or there is a saying that it is better to come early than to be lucky!

However, our outer disciples are not bad. Looking at the four major immortal gates now, in addition to the aura of the Chao Career, it is not an exaggeration to say that our Dusk Immortal Sky Cloud City is the capital of the Immortal Gate!"

Lin Ran stared sideways at his side face, not knowing the meaning of his words, so he asked: "Even if Youhuaijun is gone, isn't there still a Qixijun in the tide career?" I heard that he is the only descendant disciple of Youhuaijun, so he must be almost impossible to cultivate!"

Zuo Xing couldn't help but stretch out his finger and poke Lin Ran's cheek, with a speechless expression. Leaning closer to his ear, he lowered his voice.

"Say you're not stupid, you're still a little stupid! Even a disciple of the lineage has no identity as a god.

Not to mention ......"

The latter words were suppressed by him, and Lin Ran's eyes were full of incredulity. Zuo Province gave him a 'this is the case' look, and walked back to where he came, leaning against the wall and squinting comfortably in the sun.

Feng Yin trotted all the way, passing through pieces of Danying carved trees, palaces and pavilions, bypassing the corridor and rushing straight into the Yijin Xuan of Feng Qingyi.

Inside the house, Feng Qingyi was standing intently in front of the bookcase and flipping through the "Records of Immortals and Demons". I was startled by a sudden knock on the door, and I almost dropped the book in my hand.

"Didn't you say that you are not allowed to disturb you if you have nothing to do, why are you so reckless?

"Brother Qingyi, yes...... It's me, I'm back!"

When Feng Qingyi heard this, her fingers holding the booklet tightened, and with her other hand, she picked up a bamboo pen holder on the bookcase and threw it over.

Seeing something unknown flying in, Feng Yin quickly pinched the trick with his fingertips, and his spiritual power surged. The pen holders and brushes scattered around were controlled by spiritual power and suspended in mid-air.

"Brother Qingyi, stop your anger!

Feng Qingyi ignored his dissuasion, still holding the book in one hand and pinching the trick in the other, but the brush that was originally controlled by Feng Yin began to fly towards him.

Feng Yin withdrew his hand, a flip body, and landed on one knee and propped himself on the ground with one hand. The pen holder and brush flew tightly against his head, remaining in the air behind him.

When he breathed a sigh of relief, the brush, which had been stationary, began to move again. Feng Yinsheng stood up without love, and let the pen holder and brush hit his back.

He knew that he would not give up without fighting himself.

Sure enough, with the sound of "popping", Feng Qingyi put the book in his hand back on the bookcase and turned around.

"What are the results of going out for these days? Dare to ask Fengyin how many evil ones you have received?"

Feng Yin picked up all the pens that fell on the ground and put them in the pen holder. As he put them on the table, he muffled back, "I met one!"

Hearing this, Feng Qingyi laughed mercilessly: "Haha, I didn't receive it! Am I going to put on a banquet for Feng Yin Gongzi to celebrate your safe return!"

Feng Yin was very unconvinced by his ridicule, and replied: "Okay! Mingcui Building, Xianmen feast, please don't please?"

Feng Qingyi was speechless for a while, not that he couldn't afford to invite it, but the immortal gate feast of this Mingcui Building, only for the immortal gate to hold a grand talk about the immortal meeting, and it was not open for business for the rest of the time.

"Gotcha, you've won!"

Then, he picked up a somewhat yellowed book from the table in front of him and handed it to Feng Yin.

"A few days ago, I took a disciple to the old mansion of the Shangguan family and found some problems!"

When Feng Yin heard this, his originally lowered head suddenly raised and asked, "What's the problem?"

Feng Qingyi raised her eyebrows and motioned for him to look at the book in his hand.

"There is a room in the abandoned mansion of the Shangguan family, and there are no claw marks of monsters, only a few extremely thin sword marks.

Have you recently remembered where you escaped from, and do you know who lives in that room with a bassinet?"

Feng Yin twisted his eyebrows, a splitting headache, and felt like the whole room was spinning.

Feng Qingyi immediately poured a glass of water and handed it to him.

"Don't be in a hurry, think slowly! It's okay if you can't think of it, there are other clues. ”

Feng Yin drank water, his expression improved slightly, and a vague picture flashed in his mind.

"I ...... I just remember that there were a lot of monsters, they were like crazy, they kept scratching, they kept biting!

Someone grabbed me, no, it was two people! They kept running with me, and there was a dark shadow chasing me...... Yes, yes, yes, into the house. Then it went dark and I couldn't see it!"

Feng Qingyi put her hands on his shoulders and comforted him: "Well, calm down, I know!"