This is not the first time Mo Chen has flown up.

In order to avoid the indecent take-off mode of somersaults, Mo Chen has made many attempts in the past three years.

The long sleeves are flicked lightly, the backhand is standing, the clouds and mist are rising, the look is leisurely, and this posture is the most handsome.

Mo Chen set up the cloud head, and instantly went straight to the green shadow.

I want to ride the wind and enjoy the world.

I have to say that this feeling is cool, at least Mo Chen enjoys it every time he flies.

So, where is the Huashan faction?

In the second after Shuang's thoughts passed, Mo Chen found that except for the two old Taoist priests in his mind, he didn't know where Huashan was at all.

Anyway, where am I???

Mo Chen looked confused, he was in a hurry to cultivate, so he found a mountain casually, and now he doesn't know where to go!!

Well, let it be.

Southern Huode, we are also fire, so we went south and found a place with people to inquire.

After making up his mind, Mo Chen headed south.

After a while, there was a noisy sound in the distance, but it was a city.

Mo Chen lowered the clouds and looked at it, what a big city!

There was a colorful humane luck floating in the whole city, which was extremely thick, and in the sky above the city, the luck gathered, faintly converging into the phantom of a mirror, blurred.

No, although this city is full of luck, it is impossible to naturally condense and form at this level.

There must be something strange in this! Mo Chen was a little vigilant in his heart.

But we're just here to ask for directions, even if it's a little weird, it has nothing to do with us.

Mo Chen thought about it for a while, but decided to enter the city.

Beam!

On the tower of the city about five zhang high, two seal characters hang on it.

Looking at the soldiers who guarded the door and urged the people to collect the money from the city, Mo Chen touched it in his arms, and a few copper coins turned out and easily mixed in.

Airplanes!

Just as Mo Chen had just passed through the city gate, the phantom of the mirror in the air separated a glimmer of light, and instantly submerged into Mo Chen's body.

Humane luck suppression!

Feeling the mana in his body being shocked by an indescribable force, Mo Chen's face turned bitter.

At most, you can use half of your mana.

However, this power can barely trap the scattered immortals, and I am afraid that if the earth immortals come here, they will be able to get away with it.

The city is prosperous, the streets are lined with customers, the shops are forested, the restaurants are full of customers, the bluestone paved streets are extremely spacious, and the passers-by have a vigorous and upward vitality, and it is prosperous at a glance.

Mo Chen enjoys this breath of life very much, you must know that since he came to this world, he has not seen people for three years.

He walked into the crowd and admired the hawkers on both sides of the road, looking happy.

It's just that why is there red silk hanging in front of this shop?

As he walked, suddenly the fragrance of stir-fried vegetables wafted in, and Mo Chen looked up and saw that he was next to a restaurant.

The gilded sign reads the name of the shop - Pilgrims.

The shopkeeper was a man with strong eyesight, and when he saw Mo Chen stopping in front of the door, he hurriedly greeted him: "Guest officer, please inside!"

Although cultivators can eat and drink dew, Mo Chen has not tasted this wine and food for a long time.

followed the shopkeeper into the door, only to see that the lobby was almost full.

"Guest, are you in the private room upstairs, or are you?"

The shopkeeper looked at Mo Chen's clothes, and saw that the fabric was not like an ordinary product, coupled with the temperament of cultivating immortals, it was expected that the person in front of him was either rich or expensive.

It's a pity that he looked away, and Mo Chen didn't have a copper plate on his body.

Mo Chen stretched out his hand and touched it in his arms, conjured up a piece of gold, threw it to the shopkeeper, and said, "Master is tired, too lazy to go upstairs, find an empty table, and come up with good wine and food." ”

The joke is that I came to inquire about the news, how can I go to the private room.

The shopkeeper put the gold in his mouth and bit it, to make sure it was true, his eyes were shining, and the guest in front of him was extraordinary, he said enthusiastically: "Come on, master, you come with me." ”

With Mo Chen's mana, although it has been suppressed a little, how can the gold produced here survive for a hundred years, it is naturally true.

I found an empty table and sat down, and after a while, the wine and food came up one after another, Mo Chen drank a little wine, ate a meal, and paid attention to the voices of the guests in the hall.

Originally, this country is called Nanming Kingdom, under the jurisdiction of five cities, the land is wide and thousands of miles, since the new emperor ascended the throne, make great efforts, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and are extremely comfortable. Today is the tenth year of the emperor's accession to the throne, so red silk is hung in the city to celebrate.

Although this emperor is wise and martial, he also believes in immortals and Buddhas, especially likes a group of Taoist priests in the Qingyang Temple outside the city, and also named the master of the temple, Ziyun Dao, as a national teacher.

It is said that the purple cloud road has vast magical powers, can call the wind and rain, subdue demons and subdue demons, and can be called a god in the world.

Mo Chen listened to it for about half an hour, and he probably had a good idea of this place.

This phantom formed by human luck is a ghost made by a group of people in Qingyang Temple.

Lack of luck and forcible condensation and formation, on the surface, is humane prosperity and great luck, but the population is not enough to support this kind of luck, which is tantamount to killing chickens to take eggs and drinking to quench thirst.

Judging from the Heavenly Skill taught by the White Ape Daoist, the formation of qi luck can at least be achieved by a large country with a land area of more than 3,000 miles.

This Nanming Kingdom is like this, and the national fortunes will be maintained for a maximum of twenty years, and then they will fall apart.

But what does it do?

"Fellow Daoist, poor Dao is polite. ”

Mo Chen was thinking about where to inquire about the news of the Huashan faction when a white-eyed old Taoist suddenly came to the table and interrupted his thoughts.

"Fellow Daoist, I wonder if Poor Dao can share a table?"

Mo Chen looked at the old Taoist priest in front of him, just looking at the momentum around his body, he was still far above Mo Chen, and he knew that this person had passed the thunder tribulation, and he was a peak scattered immortal or earth immortal.

"Of course, Dao Chief, please take a seat. Mo Chen said calmly.

Eight or nine Xuangong, coupled with the natal supernatural powers, Mo Chen thought that even if the person in front of him was an earth immortal, we couldn't beat it, and we could still run away.

"Poor Dao Ziyun, is the national teacher of this Nanming, I don't know where my friend is cultivating, why are you here?"

Daoist Ziyun asked in a peaceful tone, with the demeanor of a master, but he didn't know that his heart was already turbulent at this time.

Before, he noticed that there was something wrong with the Humane Treasure Mirror, and followed the traces to find the son in front of him, but the person in front of him couldn't see the slightest mana under his eyes, just like an ordinary person, if it wasn't for the Treasure Mirror, it couldn't be wrong, he almost thought that the mirror was broken.

Eight or nine Xuangong, the mystery is endless, thinking that Yang Jian and the monkey have turned into small animals many times, and concealed many big demons and old demons with boundless mana, it is enough to see its mystery in the place of breathing, change, etc., this Ziyun old Taoist priest can't see it, it's normal.

"I've just been in retreat for a long time, thinking quietly, just walking around, I knew that I was here, and I should visit the door next. Mo Chen pretended to be very bored and coped, he wanted to try to see if he could find out some news of the Huashan faction from the person in front of him.