The jade-faced saint nodded. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info "Okay, lead the way first".

"I believe in you, go". The honest saint put away the bun basket, dusted off the mist on his body, and led the jade-faced saint to walk into the street.

"Holy Ancestor, under the name of Yu Ba, do you see, there were my bun shops on both sides of this street back then, and after walking for thousands of years, no one ate the buns." Yu Bakou was blowing like a hanging river, pointing to the east and west, it seemed that there were steamed bun shops everywhere on this street.

The jade-faced saint just laughed, didn't say much, and stopped from time to time to look at the street snacks.

Yu Ba swallowed dryly, and whispered: "Holy Ancestor, you can't drink this soup, do you see, the saint who left drank the rest of the soup, and it will be the old soup when he returns to the pot in a while."

The jade-faced saint raised his eyebrows, and was told by Yu Ba that he had no appetite at all, and involuntarily covered his stomach.

"Holy Ancestor, if you want to eat, you still eat my buns, not blowing, my buns had thirteen ways to eat back then, and no one can follow them." Yu Ba bragged again.

The jade-faced saint smiled, how could he find such a leader, he was a broken mouth.

On the street, the fragrance of cooking, frying, frying, and boiling is wafting everywhere, and the jade-faced saint can swallow his saliva directly, and every time he stops, he will definitely be able to hear Yu Ba's teeth.

After shopping for a long time, Yu Ba took the jade-faced saint to a majestic building complex. The carved corridors, water pavilions, pavilions and pavilions are built according to the mountain, and the walls around them are undulating like waves, surrounding a pond of gently rippling building shadows.

"Holy Ancestor, this is the City Lord's Mansion, tomorrow's tryout will be on the east side of the City Lord's Mansion." Along the way, the foaming stars at the corners of Yu Ba's mouth have never been done,

The jade-faced saint took out a spar and placed it in Yu Ba's hand. "Thank you".

Yu Ba saw the jade-faced saint walking towards the City Lord's Mansion, and scolded in his heart: "It's really fucking too slammy."

Yu Ba slapped his head wildly. "Holy Ancestor, where is the money for buns"?

The jade-faced saint priest has long since disappeared. Yu Ba's scolding! It was in vain for a long time to speak.

When Yu Ba jumped to scold his mother, a burst of fragrance hit, and Bai Juan approached Yu Ba, who was scolding his mother.

"Yu Ba"!

Yu Ba, who crossed his waist and scolded the street, was stunned. He looked back sharply.

The eyes are paired, and the thick lips are grinning. "Ouch! the young master is back."

Bai Juan nodded and asked softly, "How did you get here?"

"Young master, you don't know ......." Yu Ba spitted at Xingzi and spoke, but for some reason, there was no word at all.

"Let's go, come with me into the City Lord's Mansion." Bai Juan listened carefully to Yu Ba's complaints, and walked towards the City Lord's Mansion.

"Thank you, young master, for upholding justice." Yu Ba followed in a hurry.

As soon as Bai Juan walked to the door of the mansion, a blue light flashed, and a fourth-order saint priest of condensing qi came out with a smile. "Young Lord Bai, the city lord is receiving distinguished guests, let me come down to greet you."

Bai Juan returned the salute lightly and took Yu Baxing into the house.

The water shimmered like a ripple fell. Bai Juan and Yu Ba appeared in the cloud-like palace.

On the cloud-shaped flower mat, there were three saints, all with clear eyebrows and bright eyes, looking at Bai Juan with blazing eyes.

The eyes of the upper priest in the middle flashed with inspiration, and he seemed to be stunned, and he was late to breathe before he stood up. "The young master returned to the city, and Hou Feng was unable to welcome him, please forgive me."

The other two saints also stood up and looked at Bai Juan.

"Oh, let me introduce, this is the special envoy of the Holy Cloud City, Yi Shen, the young master of the Yi family." Hou Feng pulled the floating cloud suit beside him, and the sixth-order saint priest of condensing qi introduced, with a bit of intimacy in his tone.

Bai Juan bowed slightly, and Yi Shen nodded.

"This is Xia Yu, the disciple of Du Qiong, the elder of the Du family."

The flowing crystal light flashing in Bai Juan's eyes swirled around Xia Yu's drunken face, and he bowed slightly.

Xia Yu hurriedly returned the salute, and his face became even redder.

"Two holy friends, this is the young master of Wanyun Cave Bai Juan." After the introduction, Hou Feng couldn't help but look at Bai Juan carefully. Young Master Bai Juan actually reached the third order of condensation?

"Young master, it's that Xia Yu who eats buns and doesn't give spars." Yu Ba leaned close to Bai Juan and whispered.

Hou Fengyu stopped. "Everyone, please be seated."

Xia Yu avoided Bai Juan's gaze, as if he had hair in his heart. "How did Yu Ba come here to ask for a spare?"

Bai Juan sat on the floating cloud flower mat and nodded to Hou Feng. "City Lord, Bai Juan is only here for two things, one is to ask about the 'Holy Costume Competition' in Shengyun City, and the other is to talk to Xia Shengyou about some personal matters."

Hou Feng looked at Yi Shen, and then looked at Xia Yu, who was blushing and thick-necked, and couldn't understand what was going on. "Young Master, the pre-selection of the 'Holy Costume Competition' in this city is in charge of the envoy of Yi Shen, you can ask him if you have anything."

Bai Juan looked at Yi Shen with a proud face. "Envoy Yi, when will the Shengyun City's 'Holy Costume Competition' be held?"

"We'll find out tomorrow when you participate in the qualifiers."

Bai Juan wanted to ask a few more words, but seeing Yi Shen's cold appearance, the words came to his mouth and swallowed back.

"Xia Shengyou ......". Bai Juan just started.

Xia Yu blushed and took out a spar from the holy bag. "Young master, I forgot about it at the time."

Hou Feng and Yi Shen were stunned when they looked at the spar in Xia Yu's hand, and secretly said in their hearts: "No, the dignified young master chased here for a spar."

Bai Juan smiled slightly, and did not catch the spade. "Xia Shengyou, I want to ask if you know Mo Ye"?

Xia Yu held the spar and put it down violently. Stared at Bai Juan in astonishment. Slowly, mechanically, he nodded. "Acquaintance, when you were in the puppet realm, you and I were close friends".

Yi Shen turned his head, his face shaking a few times.

"That's good, after the Holy Friend and the City Lord have finished discussing the matter, please go to the 'Yuelai Holy Inn' to find me." After Bai Juan finished speaking, he stood up, bowed to Hou Feng and Yi Shen, and turned to leave.

Hou Feng and Yi Shen looked at Bai Juan's back, and without saying much about it, the three saints talked in a low voice.

The voice of the Three Saints was so small that they couldn't hear what they were talking about, and it seemed that there was a transparent soundproof cover around the Three Saints.

The moonlight is like a tide, like jade ice, the Yuelai Sacred Inn is submerged in the crystal cold light, and the moon is like a charming white lotus, leisurely in the lake and slowly Ling Bo microstep.

In the pavilion by the lake, a faint silver light fell on Bai Juan's face, and the cheeks, which were as white as water, condensed a layer of soft fat light.

Bai Juan looked up at the flowing brilliance. "Xia Shengyou is here now, why linger outside the park."

The clear light flashed in front of the pavilion, and Xia Yu stood on the surface of the lake expressionlessly.

"Bai Shengyou, I don't know what the appointment is for?" Xia Yu bowed slightly. Said lightly.

Bai Juan smiled lightly, like a burning fire in the light of the cold moon. "Xia Shengyou doesn't have to be so nervous, it's Mo Evil Holy Love."

Xia Yu's eyelids jumped, and his cold face instantly changed from a sneer to a surprise. "Oh, it's my brother-in-law, you see I'm so nervous."

Bai Juan hurriedly made a big salute. "Say hello to the Holy Brother, I didn't expect to see the Holy Brother in Shencheng."

"Yes, I have been separated from Brother Mo for a thousand years, but I didn't expect the holy brother and daughter-in-law to be so beautiful." Xia Yu landed in the pavilion, and his eyes couldn't stop looking Bai Juan up and down.

Bai Juan was a little embarrassed to look at him, and slowly lowered his head. Listening to Mo Xie talk about Xia Yu, he told a lot of stories about the puppet realm. Bai Juan didn't expect to meet Xia Yu.

"Is the Holy Brother here to participate in the Holy Uniform Conference?" Bai Juan hurriedly changed the topic.

Xia Yu smiled and hummed. "The holy brother and daughter-in-law are also going"?

A look of shame appeared on Bai Juan's face. "If you want to go, I received a letter from Mo Xiejing asking me to go to the Holy Sword Mountain, didn't the Holy Brother receive it?"

Xia Yu's heart was moved, not long ago, he also received a crystal letter from Mo Ye, but it was just ......!

"Oh, I want to go after I get the holy clothes." Xia Yu's smile was a little stiff, and he didn't seem to smile so naturally.

"I think so too." Bai Juan laughed, he didn't expect Xia Yu to have the same thoughts as her.

Xia Yu's face seemed to be unpalatable, and he was a little flushed, as if he thought of Bai Juan's thoughts, and sighed. "The holy brother made an appointment with a close friend when he was in the puppet realm, and I was afraid that it would not be good, so I had to get a holy dress to support my face."

Bai Juan laughed, and Xia Yu also giggled.

Bai Juan smiled for a while, and said a little breathlessly: "You brother has also become an accident."

Xia Yu had no choice but to do it twice.

"With Saint Brother with me, I feel much more at ease." Bai Juan smiled.

Xia Yu nodded. "Holy sister doesn't know, I'm afraid it's not just you and me on this trip."

"Who else?" Bai Juan exclaimed.

"I heard that the young master of Holy Sea City, Chixiao, also went to Holy Cloud City."

Bai Juan smiled disappreciatively. "The young master who loves women to dress up as men, what is there, I don't know her."

Xia Yu was stunned for a moment, oh, and didn't say anything else.

"Brothers will participate in the qualifiers together tomorrow". Bai Juan asked with a chuckle.

"Okay!Holy sister, there are important things to do, see you tomorrow!" After Xia Yu finished speaking, he nodded to Bai Juan and turned around and fled to the airspace.

Bai Juan waved his hand and watched Xia Yu leave. Watching the moonlight fall quietly on the surface of the lake like flowing water, the shadows gently fade out of the bright eyes.

Mo Ye boasted to Xia Yu, and Bai Juan felt that Xia Yu smiled so far-fetched, it seemed that there was a gap between the two saints that could not be crossed.

Bai Juan stared at the night sky and shook his head gently, maybe he was thinking too much, he must have seen Xia Yu for the first time.

In the early morning, Shencheng is scattered with white mist flowers, thousands of buildings and pavilions are decorated with white crystals, and ancient trees are hung with plain clothes woven with jade silk and silver threads, making the fog in the morning glow thicker and more beautiful.

A dragon-like bell pierced through the shadow of the city wrapped in mist. The white fog was churning and drifting away one after another, and there was a rustling sound like rain.

Looking up, the foggy sky was torn apart by the bells, and the light blue, like the sky dome of the vast ocean, was exposed in the sea of fog of the wild waves, and the receding fog waves were covered with a layer of light purple, like a bleak cloud wall around the airspace.

Hundreds of thousands of saints stared at the pale blue sky, staring at the distance of the airspace, a dark blue aura.

Yi Shen was dressed in jade armor, standing in front of the halo with a solemn face, looking around at the holy group with bated breath.

"Dear friends, the 'Juying Bell' has sounded. The once-in-a-century qualifiers for the 'Holy Costume Competition' begin, and as before, those who can pass the 'Pluto Mirror' will be able to enter the Holy Cloud City."

There was a commotion in the Holy Group, and some of the Sages sighed. "It's the 'Mirror of the Dead' again."

"Yes, how can it be a 'mirror of the gods' for thousands of years."