Ten days later, Nancang Sect flew in the sky, Xu Yao, Bai Yijia and others sat cross-legged, all closed their eyes and recuperated, without saying a word. "Gale City has arrived, the stationed disciples Xu Yao, Zhang Qi, Peng Xiangju, and Liu Wenliang get off the boat" A vigorous and powerful voice came from the cabin, and then Xu Yao and the other three disciples on the boat suddenly got up, "Senior Brother Xu, there will be a period later" Bai Yijia opened his eyes and said to Xu Yao with a smile, Xu Yao smiled and arched his hand, and was wrapped in a young monk with the other three.

Ten days ago, on the top of Mengyang Mountain in Nancang Sect, Mo Yan, the head of the outer sect, and a group of outer sect elders announced the annual sect trial task to resist the beast tide of Lu Bo Mansion, a subordinate area of Nancang Sect, and then encouraged the disciples for a while and then floated away with a group of elders. And the outer disciples who had already gathered here early heard that this trial was only to resist the tide of beasts, and most of them were relieved.

It is no wonder that a group of outer disciples think so, as a territory of the sect, Lubo Mansion was founded by the previous generation of sect monks who left the Nancang Sect, and their disciples who continue to provide various spiritual materials and spiritual roots for the sect have always been protected by the sect. The Nancang Sect has been inherited for tens of thousands of years, and it has long been a tree with deep roots and lush branches, and until today, there are as many as 18 prefectures in the territory of the sect.

However, although Nancang is strong, it is not without opponents, the two clans of the Lancang Immortal Cultivation Realm are standing, and the strength of the Seven Demon Kingdoms is better than that of the human cultivation, but the internal disputes within the demon clan have been continuous since ancient times, and many Tongtian demons are even more loner, not bound by the race. Therefore, although there has been constant friction between the various sects and factions of Lancang and the Seven Demon Kingdoms, they have generally been able to get along with each other for nearly a thousand years.

The human cultivation side gradually formed a pattern headed by one pavilion and six sects, supplemented by small and medium-sized sects, occupying the Lingxiu land in the middle of the Lancang Immortal Cultivation Realm, although the various sects and factions are also filthy, but under the protection of foreign enemies, the most basic peace can still be maintained between the various sects and factions.

Although the Nancang Sect is strong, the monks are generally obsessed with cultivation, and the Lancang Immortal Cultivation Realm is still dominated by demon clans, and the low-level demon beasts are even more inexhaustible and driven away, so the Nancang Sect began to support some immortal cultivation families in the territory, promising that the outstanding descendants of its clan can worship under the Nancang Sect to cultivate in order to resist the sporadic appearance of demon beasts, and some sect monks who feel that they have no hope for the path often choose a mansion to spread out, which slowly formed the grand occasion of the eighteen mansions of Nancang.

Although the Eighteen Prefectures of Nancang belong to Nancang, they are by no means important places of any sect, so even if there are really strong hands that are not afraid of Nancang, they will not choose these peripheral forces to start, and the slightly inferior forces have to consider whether they can bear the consequences of picking up the tiger's whiskers, so it is probably some migrating low-level demon beasts that will invade from time to time.

This is also the reason why the disciples were relieved to hear that they were only resisting the beast tide in the sect's territory. After all, it is much easier to deal with some demon beasts with low spiritual intelligence than to go to Yunmeng Demon Ze to fight with the real demon clan, or to deal with weird and ferocious demon disciples.

The young monk lowered Xu Yao and the other four into a courtyard and returned to the flying boat, and at this time, an old man in a rich robe hurriedly rushed in, and when he saw Xu Yao and the four of them, he was deeply moved, "The old decay horse is not talented, and he has been waiting for you to be the city lord of Gale Wind City in Lubo Mansion for a long time", there is a breath of the peak of the third layer of qi refining on his body, Xu Yao waved his hand to signal that he does not need to be polite, "The old man has prepared a little thin wine, please move to the middle hall, and let the old man wash the dust for you." After the old man in the Chinese robe finished speaking, he bowed to the side and stood silent.

And the outer disciple in black robe behind Xu Yao subconsciously set his eyes on Xu Yao, who was dressed in a green silk and white jade robe, where did the old man in the Chinese robe not understand that Xu Yao was the leader among the four, so he further whispered, "I know that all the immortal sects are impatient with mundane things, but although the old man has been added to the city lord of Gale City, there are still four major monk families in the city, and they are not old and can be decided in a word, so the old man dares to ask the senior brother to talk about it in the past, in case something goes wrong with the beast tide." ”

Xu Yao, who originally wanted to refuse directly, frowned when he heard this, slowly put down his half-raised hand, and motioned to the old man in the robe to lead the way.

In the evening, in Gale Wind City, Xu Yao sat quietly in a private room in the City Lord's Mansion, recalling the situation at today's banquet, and suddenly had another headache. During the feast, Ma Fei kept slapping Xu Yao's beard, and faintly borrowed the opportunity to put pressure on the four masters of the banquet, and finally mentioned to Xu Yao that he had a daughter Shuli very, who could recommend a pillow seat, Xu Yao, who was already very impatient, suddenly stopped being patient when he heard this, and decided to take the defense of the beast tide with the momentum of the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, and then left the table with the three outer disciples regardless of the wonderful expressions of everyone present.

The turbidity in this place is too heavy, and even the operation of the true qi is a lot obscure, Xu Yao was secretly dissatisfied in his heart, and then shook his head, making up his mind to complete the trial as soon as possible, so that he could return to the sect to improve his cultivation realm.

Just when Xu Yao reluctantly held back the irritability in his heart and quietly crossed his knees to cultivate, another place in the City Lord's Mansion appeared a completely different scene, Ma Fei was chatting and laughing with a black-robed disciple while slowly leading the way in front, "Hehe, this is it, the little girl is seventeen years old, and she has not yet left the pavilion, senior brother, you must have mercy." Ma Fei said this while opening the door, behind an embroidered bed sat a graceful girl wearing a black gauze skirt and a black gauze scarf.

Seeing this situation, the outer disciple named Zhang Qi suddenly felt that the woman on the embroidery bed was indescribably charming and cute, and she was very gorgeous, and swallowed her saliva, "Okay, I know, you go out quickly", as if he didn't notice Zhang Qi's impatience, Ma Feile smiled, the depth in his eyes flashed, closed the door and retreated.

However, the closed boudoir was like a hideous beast with its mouth closed, and there was not a trace of beautiful sound, as if a hole had appeared in this place, cut off from the rest of the buildings of the City Lord's Mansion. A moment later, the door opened without wind, Zhang Qi walked out of it casually, the darkness in his eyes flashed, and he left the place without saying a word, and Ma Fei's ghostly figure slowly emerged at this time, entered the boudoir and knelt down, burying his old face deep in the ground, as if only in this way could he reflect enough humility.

When the girl on the embroidery bed began to ask intermittently, Ma Fei dared to raise his face and answer cautiously, the two communicated for a while, and the black gauze girl began to bow her head and groan, at this time Ma Fei's eyes flashed, and made a throat cutting gesture to the black gauze girl, the black gauze girl smiled and shook her head slowly, Ma Fei immediately buried the old man's head again, and respectfully retreated, leaving only the black gauze girl's boudoir, and suddenly fell into an indescribable darkness.