The cloud boat had been flying for five hours, and it was already afternoon, and the sky was a little yellow.

Ahead is the Spirit Gathering City.

The cloud ship slowly stopped, shaking open the clouds that were dyed golden by the sun, revealing its form.

The five hundred disciples had already come out, looking curiously at the majestic giant city in front of them.

Of course, it was impossible for them to rush into the city in one go, and enter one team after another according to Cheng Ming's arrangement.

Luo Liangqiu and the others were the first team, so they were naturally the first to enter the city.

There was a moat at the gate of the city, which was extremely wide and deep, and the gate was put down as a drawbridge.

Luo Liangqiu showed the token of the Modaomen, and the monks guarding the city let them into the city.

If you want to talk about the Spirit Gathering City, it can be regarded as famous in the cultivation world.

Because only monks can enter the city, it can be said that there is a mixture of fish and dragons, what evil sects and crooked ways, and decent people are among them, especially trading and buying and selling things that are necessary for cultivation.

In recent days, the Xuanlun Secret Realm is about to open, and the seven dragon head sects of the cultivation world have been stationed in Lingju City one after another, and those lawless monks have become honest, so after entering the city, the street is a peaceful scene.

But harmony is harmony, and hustle and bustle is inevitable.

Luo Liangqiu only felt that he was visiting the vegetable market.

"Yo, this young master, do you want to look at our family's ancestral treasure knife? If it weren't for a sudden change, I wouldn't be able to take it out and sell it, this magic weapon has a fixed price, 500,000 taels of silver, how about it?"

Luo Liangqiu glanced at it and felt that it would be cheaper to use it as a kitchen knife for him.

Wan Xiaojie heard the words and went over to take a look.

The man who sold the knife saw that this was a business coming, and was about to brag about it, but Wan Xiaojie was pulled over by Li Chuanhao and said in his ear: "Senior brother, look, although that knife is also a magic weapon, it is also inferior, not to mention that the defective product is also an inferior product, this lion opens his mouth for 500,000 taels, but it is a pit for you ignorant whites." ”

Wan Xiaojie was puzzled: "Then he knows that he is an inferior product, why does he dare to ask for a price?"

Li Chuanhao sighed. He said: "Senior brother can still deceive you? Otherwise, how can you say that you are a novice? You don't have any eyesight, how can you tell what kind of magic weapon it is, or scrap copper and rotten iron? Call the price up first, let you think it is some kind of treasure, and then bargain with him again, even if the bargaining price is 300,000 taels, he will make a lot of money." ”

Wan Xiaojie sighed and said, "Thank you, senior brother, for being taught." ”

The streets were bustling, and the cries of such hawkers were endless.

Shen Liuyue and Tang Yueran are really girlish, and they have to stand still and play for a while when they see any fancy jewelry. Shen Liuyue sometimes really met someone she liked, so she looked at her brother Shen Ye pitifully.

For example, at this time, she fell in love with a beautiful hosta.

How can Shen Ye stand this? Buy, this street is bought for my sister.

It's a pity that the heart is powerless.

Shen Ye didn't have any money, he was an old poor bastard, so he had to look at Luo Liangqiu next to him.

Luo Liangqiu is an acquaintance, and Shen Liuyue wants to buy something, so he can't watch it, right?

Tang Yueran looked very envious, Mo Yuzhen didn't give her so much money, she was a little lonely with a shy pocket, and she looked pitiful in Luo Liangqiu's eyes.

Luo Liangqiu couldn't help laughing, and she didn't have a bad impression of this girl who didn't know why she was looking for her fault, so she bought her what she wanted by the way.

Tang Yueran was refreshing, and she didn't shirk, because in her heart, this was Luo Liangqiu's compensation to her.

So she acquiesced to not owe Luo Liangqiu, and even had a little bit of a good impression of the latter.

"Yo, isn't this a way to cast a wide net, collect more fish, and choose the best?"

Luo Liangqiu came from behind these slightly sour words, he turned his head to look, and saw Zhou Xin'er looking at him playfully with a smile.

Luo Liangqiu also laughed, and said to Zhou Xin'er: "Yo, Senior Sister Zhou, what are these words, you look around, if there are any favorite things and objects, I will give them to you, junior brother." ”

Zhou Xin'er smiled: "Come on, what about me who still want to bubble senior sister? There are few gold and silver mountains that can't impress me." ”

Pei Changyi couldn't help but smile when he heard this, and covered his face with a fan, but he was still noticed by Zhou Xin'er, and only heard Zhou Xin'er quip: "Senior Brother Pei, Senior Sister Han, if I remember correctly, I am the captain of the second team, why don't you go back to greet you?" ”

Pei Changyi couldn't laugh when he heard this, and Luo Liangqiu, who was next to him, put his shoulder on his shoulder and asked, "Yes, junior brother, what do you have to do with that fairy under the moon, you didn't tell me last time." ”

Pei Changyi's eyes looked around, and he diverted the topic: "Hey, what about Senior Brother Gao and Senior Brother Wuqi? These two stuffy oil bottles are probably going to the front, maybe they have all arrived at the Spirit Gathering Palace, I will chase after them." ”

Saying that, he quickly slipped away, and Luo Liangqiu, who looked curious, turned his head and asked Zhou Xin'er, "Senior Sister Zhou, do you know the old past of the two of them?"

Zhou Xin'er smiled slightly, and spread her little hand in front of Luo Liangqiu: "Of course, 500 million gold essences, I'll tell you." ”

Luo Liangqiu was stunned, and then he looked around like Pei Changyi, and then said to Shen Ye and the others: "Gao Yuanshan, they probably went to the front, maybe they all arrived at the Spirit Gathering Hall, let's hurry up and chase after them." ”

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The Lingju Palace, located in the center of the Lingju City, covers a huge area, almost as big as half of the Lingju City, and is more than enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people.

In the center of the hall is a crystal ball the size of a colorful fist.

The crystal ball is surrounded by seven pillars the thickness of chopsticks and placed on top of a formation.

Many people had already gathered in the hall, all standing on the periphery centered on the crystal ball.

There are a total of six people in the inner enclosure, facing six pillars.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the hall, and the six people followed the sound, and the person who came was dressed in an emerald green robe, with a beautiful and young face, it was Cheng Ming.

He led the way into the city, came to the outside of the Spirit Gathering Hall, and waited for the five hundred disciples to arrive before leading in.

After arranging his disciples, he came to the inner circle and said sorry to the six people.

A round-faced old man in a brown robe snorted coldly.

This cold snort was heard by almost everyone present.

Luo Liangqiu raised his eyebrows.

Cheng Ming looked at him, and this person was Zhao Chengyi, the second elder of the Tiannan Golden Cicada Sect.

Cheng Ming didn't speak, originally the Golden Zen Sect didn't deal with the Mo Daomen, but Zhao Chengyi didn't give up, and sneered: "The Mo Dao Gate is worthy of being the first sect in the world, so majestic, let us wait for a whole day." ”

Cheng Ming was neither humble nor arrogant, and said indifferently: "Why is it a day late, isn't Second Elder Zhao clear?"

Originally, Cheng Ming only said that Elder Zhao was fine, but he knew that in the Jin Zen Sect, Zhao Chengyi was not convinced by the Great Elder, and tried to ascend to the throne many times without success, so he used the word "two" to deliberately anger him.

Sure enough, Zhao Chengyi's face changed, and Cheng Ming sneered: "The opening of the Xuanlun Secret Realm is something that has been discussed since a few months ago. The head of the Blue Bird sent the message, and the Golden Zen sect was responsible for contacting the various sects, and the specific time for the report was also set. The Golden Zen Sect sent the message that the Golden Bird had only reached it today, how fast did you let me get the Modao Sect? Could it be that the head of my Modao Sect spent a hundred years of cultivation to directly shatter the void with one palm, break through the space and send two thousand disciples over one by one?"

When Luo Liangqiu heard this, he understood why he rushed to Lingju City in a hurry early this morning.

Zhao Chengyi's face was gloomy, and he suddenly laughed angrily, and said to Cheng Ming: "It's just a joke that is not big or small, why should Cheng Zhenren go online? ”

Cheng Ming didn't bother to bother with him, and at this time, another middle-aged man in a blue and purple suit next to him also played a round and said, "Elder Zhao, Cheng Zhenren, this time I didn't come here to make a difference, so why bother to start another dispute? ”

This middle-aged man in a blue and purple suit, named Gu Liangzhi, is a pavilion master of Tiannan Leifa Hall.

Although Modaomen and Lei Fatang are not on the same front, since the steps are given, they naturally have to go down, he said: "Naturally, I won't miss the right thing, but if we are unified today, we will be safe in all five countries, and I hope that some people will not get in the way, lest the world will not be chaotic." ”

This was naturally said by Zhao Chengyi, and Zhao Chengyi's face was about to say something, when he saw a feminine man in a colorful feather coat speak: "The world is unified? Fifteen years ago, those remnants of the Northern Qi Dynasty in the cultivation realm have not yet died, and now there are still those who are stubbornly resistant, how can the world be unified and the five are safe?"

This feminine man also revealed a feminine energy when he spoke, looked at Cheng Ming with half-drooping eyelids, stretched out an orchid finger to point at him, and said with a smile: "Oh~ I forgot, now Cheng Ming Cheng Zhenren, the fourth-generation disciple of the Daoran True Sect of Modaomen, is also from Northern Qi Dynasty, and he is also a sinister species~"

As soon as these words came out, in addition to Cheng Ming's face becoming ugly, there were many others.

For example, Shen Liuyue, who was standing beside Luo Liangqiu, had a little trembling hands at the moment, closed her eyes, and seemed to remember some bad memories.

Seeing this, Luo Liangqiu grabbed Shen Liuyue's hand, who opened his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, looked at Luo Liangqiu, and smiled reluctantly.

Luo Liangqiu looked at Shen Liuyue's appearance and felt a little worried.

He smiled and bent down to lie in Shen Liuyue's ear, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, Senior Brother will always be by your side." ”

He didn't see any emotions revealed when Shen Ye heard those words, he looked at Luo Liangqiu holding Shen Liuyue's hand at this time, and that rare gentle appearance made him rarely show a smile, a bitter smile.

The next moment, Luo Liangqiu disappeared out of thin air.

Dressed in a colorful feather robe, born in the Tiannan Tianyu Sect, Gao Zi, a feminine man who is the deputy sect master, really only feels creepy.

Gao Zi is really a ghost, and the god turned around.

He saw a personable young man in white standing behind him unconsciously, stretching out his palm.

Smack.

Crisp and loud.

The audience was silent, and everyone watched as the young man in white put his hand on Gao Zizhen's face that seemed to be coated with rouge.

Then the young man in white withdrew his palm, looked at it with disgust, shook it, pretended to be a master behind his back, looked at Gao Zizhen, and said, "You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately." Otherwise......"

Luo Liangqiu paused, spit out all the ink that was not much in his stomach, shook his head, and said leisurely a poem about the donkey's lips not being the horse's mouth:

"With the strength of the good wind, send you to the western sky. ”