Hearing this, all the monks in the hall were stunned. In recent days, the news that the city lord of Mingjing City Fan led people to wash the Shen family in blood has long been spread, and the reason is naturally clear, in order to avenge the murder of the woman.

Even if everyone thought that Shen Lingjie died at the hands of Fan Mingyue, no one was willing to help the Shen family say a word, and their demise was something that the majority of monks liked to see.

The city lord of Fan was ruthless because of this, and he took all the city lords of the nine small cities around him with one go, these people usually show off their might, and their death made the steward of the nine cities smile.

Therefore, the city lord of Fan has been admired by thousands of people recently, and his reputation is quite high, and he has the most treasures in the Shen family's treasury, so there is naturally an endless stream of monks who want to take refuge and make sycophants.

He is doing well, and naturally some people have red eyes and sour hearts. When he entered the city, he knew that someone had deliberately spread the news that he had obtained the horn of the unicorn, and at first glance, he wanted to lure a malicious monk to seize the treasure.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she entered the city to buy a piece of clothing, she was already dead.

Fuyi stopped, secretly poked and walked to the two Zhuji customers, and pretended to look at Yu Jian with them, his ears were erected high, and he eavesdropped on the words of the middle-aged Jindan nun in the open.

"Tell me what's going on. The white steward looked like a young man, and he didn't even raise an eyebrow when he heard the news.

The middle-aged nun spoke eloquently, and the little friars, who didn't care about eavesdropping in the shop, recounted what they had heard as it was.

"He said that he was alive and well just now, and he had a banquet with people and planned to retreat and improve his state of mind. Who knew that half an hour ago, there was an abnormal fluctuation from his cave mansion, and the people of the city lord's mansion couldn't attack the formation, they only sensed a pure golden spirit, and then only saw a flash of white light, and the cave mansion formation was opened, and the city lord Fan was already dead. ”

When Fu Yi heard the pure golden spirit and white light, he already had the answer in his heart. It's Xinyun, and there can be no one else but her.

"According to the news revealed by the City Lord's Mansion, City Lord Fan's heart and dantian seem to have been penetrated by sharp claws, and Yuan Ying must have been shattered on the spot, and he didn't even have a chance to escape. ”

The white steward's expression changed at this time, but the surprise in his eyes was still faint, and he looked very inconsistent on his unusually young face. "Sharp claws, could it be a demon cultivator?"

"It must be, the Yuan Infant Demon Cultivator entered the city either by relying on treasures and secret techniques to conceal the aura, or communicating with the city lord in advance. The people in the City Lord's Mansion all said that the Cave Mansion Formation had not been attacked, which meant that the Fan City Lord had communicated with the comer in advance, and knew that the other party was coming, so he might even plan to entertain him in the Cave Mansion. ”

The middle-aged female cultivator saw that everyone listened with relish, and she was also very energetic when she said it.

"The people of the City Lord's Mansion only care about gossip to relieve the fright, tsk, Mirror City is in chaos. Now several Yuanying real people have rushed over, probably staring at the location of the city lord, and there are also many Jindan monks gathered in the nearby small city. That, white steward, do you think I have the demeanor of a city lord?"

She puffed out her chest proudly, and she looked good, but she smiled so much that she couldn't see her teeth, and she didn't have any majesty.

"You, the city lord?" the corners of the white steward's eyes twitched slightly, shook his head, and persuaded in an old-fashioned manner, "Isn't it good to sell swords honestly in the shop? Have you made the mahogany spirit staff that Old Man Li of Dongcheng wanted? Why do you want to pursue the position of city lord, too much involvement with the world is not conducive to the development of the state of mind." ”

"Well, well, then I'll make a staff. The middle-aged female cultivator sighed resignedly, she didn't want to talk about gossip anymore, and when she turned around and went to the backyard, she couldn't help but muttered softly, "How much can you earn spirit stones when you are involved in the world, isn't this still for ...... Do you think about it? ”

Fu Yi didn't hear what the word she almost said was, but judging from her repeated tongue knots, this Ya Mingxuan was definitely not as simple as she saw it on the surface.

If nothing else, let's just say that the old monster in front of him, who likes to pretend to be tender, has a kind of freedom and ease in the red dust of the world, which is completely different from the real temperament of many Yuanying who have opened stores.

It is inevitable that tempering one's mood in the infancy period will inevitably go through the experience of entering the world, entering the mundane world as a participant and a bystander, watching people come and go, and watching the changes in the world. Some people are willing to go to the mundane realm, and some people are willing to stay in the small city of cultivating immortals, and each person's choice and perception are different.

Fuyi estimated that this "white housekeeper" was a hermit master on which mountain, and he came to cultivate his state of mind with his disciples and grandchildren, and it was just a matter of earning spirit stones. She has no intention of staying longer, no matter what the background of this store is, it has nothing to do with her, and the people who pass by are not worth her time to investigate.

When she turned to go out, she suddenly heard the white steward "huh", and then felt an extremely obscure divine sense, like a fluttering feather sweeping across her back. It's not a rude penetration, it's not a malicious attack, it's just a careful and curious inquiry.

The other party was very careful, deliberately concealing the existence of his divine sense, if it weren't for the extremely sharp sense of the clothes, it would be impossible to detect this observation. Still, she stepped out the door with a blank face, pretending not to notice anything.

What could she do, and she couldn't rush over and pick up someone's clothes and ask him why he glanced at her, since he didn't stop her, it means that most of the time he didn't find out anything strange.

The only thing worth paying attention to in her body is the dantian, and the dantian called the sea of qi is originally a "virtual thing", like the sea of knowledge and meridians, it is an intangible and substantial thing, and others can't detect it even if they want to.

She can see the black and white fish because she is the master of the dantian and the bearer of the Nameless Sword Technique. No matter how powerful a high-level monk's divine sense is, he can't really "see" the actual appearance of other people's qi seas.

As for the aura, Fu Yi was even less worried, her exposed aura was no different from that of an ordinary single golden spirit root cultivator, and even the defensive aura fused with the aura of the black fish had no sense of strangeness.

So when he brushed his clothes, he estimated that this young old man who pretended to be tender probably had made a mistake. Sure enough, when she walked all the way out of the city, she didn't find any signs of being followed.

"Alas, there are only more than 8,000 spirit stones left, so let's drive to the east honestly. The cabin of a large spirit boat often has thousands of spirit stones, and the monks who build the foundation can't live in a low-grade cabin with hundreds of spirit stones with a face. "She is poor and poor, and occasionally she still has to talk about face.

The most important thing is that even if she is willing to live, she is not willing to live in the Qi refining period next door, she drains the aura by herself, and how can the family cultivate. "Selfless as me, please look at this and let me have a smoother journey. ”

Fuyi doesn't want to encounter Xinyun's accident again, and the fate is also fate, during the foundation building period, she still hides as far away as possible.

Xinyun wanted to plot something on her body in her previous life, and maybe she would have evil thoughts in this life, and when she thought of the death of the city lord of Fan, her small body couldn't help but shudder.

In the early days of foundation building, she couldn't withstand the blow of Yuanying Tiger's claws, so it was better for her to rush to the Qianhu region early, and she had Zhong Yun to enjoy the coolness with her back.