Night is gradually falling, and Yijian Villa is brightly lit.

Yu Shuang sat on the Tianhe mirror, only to feel that the wind was blowing on her face, and her clothes were blown to the sound of hunting.

After sunset, the clouds float, and the city is filled with fairy atmosphere, and all the houses seem to be built in the clouds, looking like a fairyland.

When he got closer, Yu Shuangfang realized that the architecture of Yijian Villa was really different from that in Middle-earth City, and the color palette was black and white everywhere, even the houses.

Yijian Villa has a total of four large courtyards, and there are countless small courtyards, which are surrounded inside. It is located in the four directions of the southeast, northwest and northwest of the city, and a blue brick hexagonal tower is built in the center of the courtyard respectively, standing in the center of the four courtyards, looking majestic and grandiose.

The symbol of the fairy sword can be seen everywhere, and almost every courtyard, regardless of size, has a large and conspicuous banner with the symbol of the sword painted on it.

And in the middle of the four large courtyards, there is a big hall that looks like a fairy atmosphere, magnificent and magnificent, the main hall is dressed up with lanterns at the moment, and there are big red lanterns hanging everywhere.

About a cup of tea, everyone had already flown to the outside of the main hall with the two little Taoist boys, and outside the main hall was a huge square, the square was full of clouds and mist, and the heads of people were towering, as if they were all standing on the clouds.

In addition to the disciples and elders dressed in the costumes of Yijian Villa, there are many people in the rivers and lakes, and it seems that there are no less than a hundred people.

Although Yang Xueli came after her, the speed of her flight was not slow, and everyone fell together.

As soon as Yu Shuangfu landed, he carefully observed the clouds and mist between his legs, and he stomped his feet, as if he still felt soft, as if there was a feeling of soaring clouds and mist.

At this time, a white-bearded old man dressed in the costume of Yijian Villa saw them and walked over to them with a look of grace. The two little fairy children quickly greeted him, grabbed the two hands of the white-bearded old man, smiled coquettishly, and said in a childish and sweet voice: "Uncle Shi, the guest has been received, you promised to buy us delicious food, but you are not allowed to repay the bill." ”

The white-bearded old man looked left and right at the two little Taoist boys, his eyes were full of love, and he glared at him and said: "The two little ghosts usually don't practice swords well, and they are greedy." ”

The two little Taoist boys smiled at the old man when they heard this, and they were very affectionate to the old man.

The old man then smiled and said, "Go quickly, I will buy it for you when I come down the mountain." ”

The two little dao boys were immediately overjoyed, and they jumped forward and walked towards the main hall.

Seeing this, Pan Xincheng smiled slightly, took a few steps forward, and said to the old man: "Senior Pan Xincheng, ordered by the city lord of Yulin City Nie, came to celebrate the birthday of the old owner Xie. ”

The white-bearded old man's eyes flashed, he leaned over his body, stroked the long beard on his chest, looked up and down, and said with a smile: "It turned out that Mr. Pan was coming, and the old man was far away, so please invite Mr. Pan to sit in the hall first, and the owner will come later." The old man said and made a gesture of resignation.

Pan Xincheng smiled and pulled Yu Shuang towards the main hall.

Behind him, Yang Xueli looked indifferent, stepped forward, bowed to the old man and said, "Junior Yang Xueli, on the orders of the master Qingyang, came to congratulate him on his birthday." ”

When the white-bearded old man heard this, he looked at Yang Xueli, and a trace of astonishment appeared on his thin cheeks, and then he was overjoyed, and said: "It turns out that Yang Xian's nephew has arrived, and Liu Yangshan is famous all over the world. ”

Yang Xueli smiled slightly, and walked towards the hall with Pan Xincheng.

Yu Shuang raised his eyes and looked around, and saw that the people here were boiling, everyone was smiling, chatting in twos and threes, and there was a lot of noise.

Along the way, many people from the rivers and lakes came to greet Pan Xincheng, and Pan Xincheng replied one by one and never slackened.

He looked behind him and saw that Yang Xueli's face was like frost and cold as snow. His appearance is extremely beautiful, and along the way, there are even more people in the rivers and lakes who came forward to talk to her than Pan Xinxin.

However, her temperament was cold, her steps were brisk, and she strode with the Blood Spirit Immortal Sword in her hand, ignoring anyone at all.

This move seems quite rude, but Yu Shuang also has a little understanding of Yang Xueli's temperament, and this situation is also expected by him.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw that Tian Fang and Qin Mian had also arrived here, smiling and greeting the white-bearded old man, who politely posed a "please" gesture to the two of them, and then the two smiled in return and walked over to them.

Yu Shuang shrugged his shoulders, turned around and stepped up the steps, looked up, the hall was nearly 100 zhang high, the momentum was magnificent, even the palace gate was outrageously high, and a black and white plaque was hung on the temple door, but there was no word on it, but it depicted a fairy awe-inspiring sword, which looked lifelike, as if it were real.

Yu Shuang had never seen such a magnificent building, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and there was an indescribable feeling of joy in her heart.

Pan Xincheng walked in front, and suddenly found that Yu Shuang stopped, he turned around and looked, only to see Yu Shuang standing on the steps, raising his head and looking up, a pair of eyes flowed with undisguised yearning, Pan Xincheng smiled slightly, and said to him with blazing eyes: "How is it?

Yu Shuang glanced at him when she heard this, smiled, and said sincerely: "It's really magnificent, I have never seen such a big house since I was a child." Look at the fairy aura here, maybe the owner of the village is really a fairy!"

Pan Xincheng laughed, stroked Yu Shuang's head, took his hand and continued to walk forward, saying as he walked: "Shuang'er, most of the Xiuzhen sects are built like this, and the place we live in is naturally incomparable. If you want to talk about style, as far as I know, the righteous path 'Heavenly Palace City' and the demon path 'Qin Tianjiao' can be equally distinguished, and it is really a ingenious existence, and Yijian Villa cannot be compared with it. ”

Yu Shuang was taken aback and said, "What is that?"

Pan Xincheng smiled faintly and said: "It is said that Tiangong City is entrenched above the clouds, magnificent, magical, and breathtaking. And the Qin Heavenly Sect is said to be in the deep sea, and I haven't seen it before, but at first glance, doesn't it feel a little incredible?"

He pondered for a long time, scratched his head, and muttered, "Built on the clouds out of thin air?"

Pan Xincheng shrugged his shoulders, pondered for a moment, shook his head, and said, "How can such great wisdom be known by ordinary people like us? ”

Yu Shuang sighed in her heart, the world is really incredible, don't say that Uncle Pan said about Tiangong City and Qin Tianjiao, he told Ying'er what he saw with his own eyes, and I don't know if she believes it?

The two of them walked into the main hall unconsciously, Pan Xincheng suddenly stopped, and Yu Shuang noticed it and also stopped.

He looked inside, and the hall was brightly lit, with two huge clay wood sculptures, half as tall as the main hall, standing prominently above the main hall of the main hall.

Yu Shuang looked closely, but saw that one of the sculptures looked like a human and a strange appearance. He held a long halberd in his slender hand, a pair of antlers on his head, a bloody mouth, a mouth full of hideous fangs, and his eyes seemed to be gushing out of his sockets, and he was roaring in anger, and he looked quite terrifying.

His feet were on the back of a three-legged bird, and the three-legged bird turned out to be strange-looking, surrounded by jade and fire, with evil in his eyes and beads in his mouth, and was spreading his wings on his own, with a galloping attitude.

The other is completely different, a gentle and elegant Confucian scholar, dressed in a silver-white coat, with an indifferent face, holding this large seven-colored feather fan in one hand and carrying it on his back in the other, standing calmly. It looks outstanding and outstanding.

And his body is also surrounded by a dragon made of jade in the center, and the dragon carving is also lifelike, with the state of the sky, proud of the sky. Those eyes were full of arrogance, as if they were invincible.

These two people, Yu Shuang recognized them at a glance, they were the first Daozun Sword Zhu and his spiritual pet Jiaowu, and the other was the father who raised him.

He stared at the two statues for a long time, and his heart was mixed.

Pan Xincheng first came back to his senses and said, "Why is there no one in the hall?"

Yu Shuang came back to her senses and looked around, but saw a large hall, but it was empty, and there was no one in sight.

At this time, Yang Xueli also walked in, she looked around, and finally her eyes fell on the two statues, his eyes were as clear as promised, but without a trace of expression, he looked at it silently for a long time, and was silent.

Qin Mian and Tian Fang also walked in, Qin Mian saw Pan Xincheng and Yu Shuang, walked over to them, and said with a smile: "Uncle Tan asked me to sit here for a while, and the owner of the village will come immediately." ”

Pan Xincheng and Yu Shuang returned the salute: "Qin Gongzi, please!"

Qin Mian smiled slightly, walked towards the main hall, and several people sat down on the second seat of the main hall.

Everyone sat down and was about to chat a few words, but before they could speak, a loud and thick voice suddenly came from the back hall of the main hall, and said majestically: "There are friends from afar, and they are very happy! Heroes from all walks of life come to Hanzhuang, the old man has lost his welcome, forgive his sins, forgive his sins!"

Everyone turned around to look, but saw a crane-haired and childish old man lifted the curtain and walked out, he was wearing a black and white Yijian Villa costume, his face was ruddy, his beard was white, his long gray hair was draped over his shoulders, his steps were all in style, and there was a faint breath of fairy wind and bones between his demeanor.

Yu Shuang looked at the person intently, only felt that this person was heroic, although he looked white hair, but his eyes were bright, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and his aura was outstanding.

The crowd did not dare to slack off, but they all got up and bowed to the man.

Pan Xincheng frowned and looked this person up and down, and muttered: "Respect the arrogant bones, and the spirit is magnificent." Could it be that the owner of Yijian Villa is Xie?"

The man glanced at Pan Xincheng with a smile, and said with a smile: "The son has good eyesight, and he is a contemptible person." Recently, many friends from the rivers and lakes have come to Hanzhuang to celebrate the birthday of the old man, if there is any inconsiderate greeting, please forgive me!"

Pan Xincheng smiled faintly and said, "Where is there, under Pan Xincheng, this is the little nephew Yu Shuang." Saying that, he glanced at Yu Shuang, then took out a letter from his arms, handed it to the owner Xie Yuanzhong with both hands, and continued: "I was ordered by the city lord of Yulin City Nie to come to celebrate the birthday of the owner of Xie Zhuang, this is a reply letter from the city lord of Nie to the owner of Xie Zhuang, please take a look at it." ”

Xie Yuanzhong took the letter in Pan Xincheng's hand, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Pan Gongzi, who has been famous for a long time, but he has never met somebody, and when I see it today, it is better to meet if it is really famous!"

Pan Xincheng smiled and said, "The owner of the village said that he laughed, compared with the owner of the village, he is just a low-class person." ”

Xie Yuanzhong smiled faintly, and soon finished reading the reply from the Nie City Lord, and finally raised his head and smiled, waved his hand to everyone and said, "Everyone, please sit down, you have come from afar, and you don't have to be formal in the village." ”

Everyone sat down on the chairs, Xie Yuanzhong walked to the main seat and sat down, and smiled slowly at Pan Xincheng: "I haven't seen the Nie City Lord for ten years, he is still the same, he loves to be mysterious, if it is about scheming, I am afraid that only three Xie Yuanzhong may not be worth one Nie City Lord." ”

Pan Xincheng smiled and said, "Why did Master Xie say this?"

Xie Yuanzhong raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "What did he mention in his letter that he was seriously ill and bedridden, such deceptive nonsense, is it a three-year-old child?"

Pan Xincheng suddenly felt a little embarrassed, hesitated for a moment, and arched his hand: "The city lord Nie may be entangled in important matters in the city, so he has to be sent to the next step. ”

Xie Yuanzhong sneered, rolled his eyes, and said: "Master Pan doesn't need to be nervous, the two of us have known each other for more than 30 years, and we know each other's roots, how can he hide it from me? ”

Everyone heard it in a fog, and they didn't know what the owner of the village Xie meant, Pan Xincheng paused, and said with a smile: "Please rest assured, the owner of the village will definitely bring it next." ”

At this time, a few children came from the back hall and brought tea for everyone, Qin Mian took the tea and said to Xie Yuanzhong: "Uncle Xie, under Qin Mian, this is the junior sister Tian Fang and Yang Xueli." Quick, I've seen Uncle Xie. Qin Mian said to Tian Fang and Yang Xueli.

Tian Fang and Yang Xueli stood up and arched their hands to Xie Yuanzhong and said, "Yang Xueli (Tian Fang), meet Uncle Xie." ”

Xie Yuanzhong's eyes flashed, and he hurriedly got up to help him, and laughed: "Please sit, please sit." It is really a talent from the Jiangshan generation, I can't imagine that the Venerable Master Qingyang actually passed the blood spirit fairy sword to his disciples, so cultivating newcomers, it seems that this young master is none other than Miss Yang. ”

Yang Xueli smiled faintly and said: "Thank you for the praise of the owner, Liu Yangshan is full of talents, and it is just a drop in the ocean, how dare you encroach on the responsibility of the young master." ”

Xie Yuanzhong looked up and smiled, with a lot of appreciation in his eyes, glanced at Yang Xueli deeply, and then said to Qin Mian: "Speaking of which, I haven't seen Master Qingyang for many years, I wonder if he is in good health?"

Qin Mian smiled and said: "Thank you for your concern, the teacher is all right, and ask the disciple to bring a letter to the master and ask the owner to take a look." As he spoke, he took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Xie Yuanzhong.