Lin Xuan looked around, and didn't find anything wrong, then closed his eyes and released his powerful divine thoughts, he is now an immortal cultivator in the late Yuan Infant period, his divine sense is strong, and he is far above the monks of the same level, even compared to the old monster in the early stage of the clutch, it is also like a difference, a single grass and tree within a radius of five hundred miles cannot escape his ears and eyes, if it is extended to thousands of miles, although the scene seen is a little blurry, but it can also be sensed some. After about half a cup of tea, Lin Xuan slowly opened his eyes. "Young master, how's it going, have you found anything?" Yue'er said curiously on the side.

"Well, we're lucky, this should be the human realm, and eight hundred miles away, there is a large number of monks' breath, if my expectation is correct, there should be a small market. Lin Xuan turned his head and spoke with a little joy. "It's great. ”

Yue'er patted her chest, her face was filled with sincere joy, although she was the master of the Yin Division in her previous life, she didn't want to be teleported to the Yin Division. "Then where is this place, but it is still in the Twelve Prefectures of Tianyun?" "Where do I know, just ask and find out the way." Lin Xuan said with a smile, and then his whole body was full of green mangs, and as soon as he was wrapped in the moon, he flew over the small square market.

The distance of eight hundred miles is probably a few months for mortals, but Lin Xuan, as an infantile immortal cultivator, with the speed at which he escaped, he would naturally arrive in an instant.

Nafang City is located in a towering high mountain, a spiritual vein spreads and undulates, needless to say, this Fang City should be opened by a certain sect or Xiuxian family.

Lin Xuan didn't want to shock the world, so he used the technique of qi collection to make his cultivation look like he was probably in the middle stage of Ning Dan, after all, the great cultivator in the late Yuan Infant period, even if it was a cultivation holy land like Yunzhou, it was one of the few places. Lin Xuan did this not to cause an uproar, after all, keeping a low profile is his principle of life.

Generally speaking, in addition to trading, you can also inquire about various news in the market, and Lin Xuan wants to know where he is.

Around Fang City, there was a thick mist, but this kind of shallow illusion prohibition naturally had no effect on Lin Xuan, his sleeve robe flicked, and the Qingxia that supported his eyes rolled over, and then a clear passage appeared. Lin Xuan entered it.

Suddenly, it dawned on me that this was actually a valley surrounded by verdant greenery, which was quite similar to the place I had just been.

The area is also very broad, at a glance, there are thousands of acres, like a pearl falling jade plate distribution of many pavilions and pavilions. The bustling immortal cultivators, at first glance, there are about hundreds of people.

Most of them were monks in the foundation building period, and there was not much talk in the Ning Dan period, Lin Xuan had just entered, and it caused a commotion, although he had used the method of gathering qi, but at this moment, the cultivation he showed was also a rare master. Lin Xuan couldn't help but be stunned, he knew that he should have concealed some more cultivation. But this is not a mistake, anyway, I am just looking for news. Lin Xuan's gaze swept around, and he quickly locked on a two-story building.

It is an all-wooden structure, outside the building, there is a banner erected, and a striking word "tea" is written so that the dragon and the phoenix are dancing, Lin Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly walked over.

There were more than a dozen people in the lobby on the first floor, and all of them were full of young immortal cultivators in the spirit period without exception, and from their mouths, they couldn't find out about it, Lin Xuan walked up to the second floor without hesitation.

"Senior, there is a private seat by the window here, what do you want to drink?" The guy is also an immortal cultivator, his divine sense swept over Lin Xuan's body, unfathomable, his face couldn't help but show surprise, and he opened his mouth very affectionately. "A pot of spiritual tea, and a few more delicate snacks. Lin Xuan waved his hand. The opening that I don't care. "Okay, senior, please wait, I'll be here right away. The man saluted, and then bowed respectfully.

For a master like Lin Xuan, he naturally didn't dare to slack off, and after a while, he sent the spiritual tea and the snacks he wanted, Lin Xuan poured himself a drink, with a leisurely look on his face, but in fact, he released his divine sense, on the second floor, in addition to the five immortal cultivators in the lobby, there were also several separate private rooms.

Outside the private room, there is a light blue light curtain, which needless to say, is a soundproof prohibition to prevent eavesdropping.

It's a pity that in front of Lin Xuan, he is like a virtual beryllium, and he can enter the private room, Ying Zhen is an immortal cultivator with status, and from their mouths, he may be able to get useful information. A blue light flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes, and his divine sense had quietly entered the private room.

"This time Xuanyuan City has changed, I heard that there are nearly 100,000 monks in the two races of demons, and there are nearly 100,000 dead monks, and they are fallen baby-level masters, and there are countless of them, and I have not had such a catastrophe in the twelve states of Tianyun for millions of years. A middle-aged man with a pale face sighed, but the expression on his face "was faintly excited.

Most of the immortal cultivators are unkind, and the pain of others can be turned into a conversation in their mouths, it is not their own business, they hang high, for the Yuanying monks, they are in awe at the same time, they are also full of jealousy, and they are naturally a little happy when they hear that the other party has fallen.

"What Brother Ma said is good, I don't know what happened in Xuanyuan City, the fall of 100,000 monks, could it be that the two clans of the human and demon clans broke out in a big fight?" said another young man in his twenties, a little gloating.

Lin Xuan's heart moved when he heard this, even with his city mansion, his face couldn't help but show a look of great joy, who said that the blessing is unparalleled, the disaster is not alone, not only was he not teleported to the Yin Si Difu, but also in the Twelve Prefectures of Tianyun, this is great.

You must know that the Dao is different from the Spirit Realm and the Ancient Demon Realm, there are a total of nine in the Human Realm, although with Lin Xuan's cultivation as a supernatural power, the world can go to it, but in this Tianyun Twelve Prefectures, after all, there are still many people who make him worry. Lin Xuan didn't want to leave.

Pleasantly surprised in his heart, Lin Xuan continued to listen attentively, he didn't know what had happened in Xuanyuan City, but just the old monster that had fallen from the Wuding River was enough to cause an uproar, and Lin Xuan also wanted to know what the situation was in the outside world?" "What happened at the Cloudless Trade Fair, where do we know where we small fish and shrimp know, I heard that several old monsters from the Seven Great Sects and the Demon Clan have joined forces to block the news. ”

"Hmph, Brother Ma's words are wrong, this accident involves twenty states, how can it be so easy to block the news, although there is a lot of gossip in the wind, but the two clans of the demon clan have indeed been rumored to be loud, it has only been a few days, many sects have broken out in wars, and I even heard that even the master of Songfeng Academy has fallen, and even the Taishang elders of the sect have come out, and the senior of Wangtinglou is the number one master of the twelve states of Tianyun......"