Jiu Yong sat down on the chair, unable to accept everything Yang City Lord said for a while.

"So that's it, that's how it is, no wonder I didn't find them on the viewing platform. ”

Jiu Yong was talking to himself there, he should have discovered this a long time ago, how could he miss the shortlist of his eldest brother according to Dabao's lively temperament, and he would definitely pester the Zhang family and his wife to take him to the imperial city to watch the competition.

I didn't expect to rush back in a hurry, but I missed it after all...

"Senior Yang, is there really no news at all?" Jiu Yong was a little unwilling, he couldn't accept that so many fresh lives had disappeared from his life.

"Dabao and Lianxiang haven't been found yet, but the old man found that the secret passage of the Zhang family had been opened at that time, and there were two footprints, one large and one small, so it can be concluded that they are still alive. As for the murderer, he is still being investigated all these years, and there are no clues. ”

Hearing this news, Jiu Yong finally breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he was alive, as for the hatred, he had been favored by the Zhang family, so it was up to him, the eldest brother, to repay it!

"Does Senior Yang have any extra sound transmission jade talismans?"

came out in a hurry, he didn't have these things on him, so he could only ask Yang Cheng with a cheeky face, and Yang Meng also understood what he meant, and took two white jade talismans the size of mahjong from the storage ring and handed them to Jiu Yong.

The Library Pavilion is not for nothing, this is one of the sound transmission jade talismans used for communication in the cultivation realm that he learned in the books of the Library Pavilion, similar to the mobile phone of modern people, as long as their own divine soul breath is imprinted on it, the two of them can each hold a piece and cross thousands of miles for simple communication.

It's just that monks don't like to put items on their bodies, and most of them are placed in storage rings, so when they receive information, it depends on when the user takes them out of the storage ring.

Jiu Yong put the two jade medals against his forehead, imprinted his divine sense, and after doing all this, he returned one of them to Yang Meng's city lord, while the other one he kept in his arms and kept it close to him.

"No matter what news there is, please also ask Senior Yang to inform the juniors as soon as possible, the juniors are lowly with their cultivation, but they also want to do their part for the Zhang family. ”

Watching Jiu Yong put the sound transmission jade talisman into his arms for personal collection instead of in the storage ring, Yang Meng's eyes were full of relief, the details look at the character, the other party attaches so much importance to these things, he and the virtuous brother and sister really did not see the wrong person, and the virtuous brother and sister should also be happy in the spirit of the sky.

"Good!"

Yang Meng also kept the Transsonic jade plate close, and promised that he would be notified as soon as there was news in the future.

After talking a few words, Jiu Yong clearly said that he wanted to borrow the Immortal City Teleportation Array to use it, he had little free time, Dabao couldn't practice, and the Zhang family's feud naturally needed him, the eldest brother, to revenge, so it was better to rush back to cultivate and seize the time to cultivate.

Yang Meng knew that he was in a hurry to leave, and did not stay, on the contrary, he specially sent him and steamed buns to the main hall where the teleportation array was arranged, and before leaving, he told Zhao Yan that after the accident of the Zhang family, Zhao Yan swore an oath to catch the murderer, and that night he rushed to the imperial city overnight to enter the Quartermaster Pavilion Supervision Institute to practice, and the implication was that he hoped that the two of them could contact each other more and take care of each other.

After thanking City Lord Yang repeatedly, after a flash of white light, Jiu Yong and Mantou returned to Yingtian Academy.

Jiu Yong, who originally wanted to retreat and practice, crossed two or three steps in the same place, and finally decided to go to the Imperial City Quartermaster Pavilion Procuratorate to say hello to Zhao Yi and leave a jade note for future contact.

He is not short of this moment now, and Zhao Yan also wants to avenge the Zhang family, maybe they will need to join forces if they really find the murderer in the future.

After saying hello to the senior brother who was guarding the teleportation hall, Jiu Yong left with the steamed buns, and asked someone on the street of the Imperial City to find out where the Quartermaster Pavilion was located.

Standing at the gate of the majestic Quartermaster Pavilion, Jiu Yong's heart was inexplicably excited, is this the legendary place to maintain order on the Zhanbu Continent?

"This senior, the junior has a fellow villager named Zhao Yi who practices here, and he also asks the senior to notify him on his behalf. Jiuyong stepped forward and made a stab at the monk guarding the door.

"I know all the ten thousand monks in the Quartermaster Pavilion? And the monks who have been recently selected have all been pulled out for training, and I don't know when they will come back. The monk did not put up a stand, but replied politely and said no more.

"Then if you come back, the seniors have met, and ask the seniors to inform you on their behalf, and say that fellow villager Jiuyong will wait for him in Yingtian Academy. ”

Hearing Jiu Yong's self-disclosure that he was from Yingtian Academy, the monk guarding the door was a little surprised, where did he think that the guy standing in front of him was the guy who peeked at the Holy Light of the Cold Snow Fairy forty years ago.

Jiu Yong quietly stuffed the spirit stones prepared in the tense into the hands of the gatekeepers, but was ruthlessly refused, and he gritted his teeth and took out hundreds of low-grade spirit stones from the storage ring and handed them to the other party.

Pushing and pushing, the monk guarding the door was angry and summoned the magic weapon and pointed at Jiuyong.

"Daoist friends come here to make trouble and mess around, are they deliberately humiliating our Quartermaster Pavilion? If Yan is like this again, he will do business!"

Seeing that the other party drew his sword and faced each other, Jiuyong was stunned. Isn't it time to give the other party some benefits? Wouldn't it be nice to give him some benefits? Jiu Yong retracted his hand, complained to the other party, and left.

Unable to meet Zhao Yi, Jiuyong could only go back to his house and start practicing, but he didn't go far before the steamed bun bit his sleeve and dragged him aside.

Looking at the merchant selling animal meat, Jiu Yong understood the meaning of the steamed buns, and the steamed buns had followed him in the library for forty years, and he could only eat the elixir left by the old man, and he had never tasted a bite of meat again.

"Eat, you've suffered by my side all these years. Jiu Yong rubbed the steamed bun's head, he had been busy learning the exercises all these years, and he rarely interacted with the steamed bun. Fortunately, their relationship is still there, and they are not alienated by the passage of time.

"In the future, it may be even more bitter..."

Hearing Jiu Yong say this, the steamed bun immediately turned around and retreated, and ran away with the animal meat sold by the merchant in his mouth, Jiu Yong could only smile helplessly and pay for the steamed bun.

I don't know how long I have to retreat next, so just buy more steamed buns!

With such a thought, as long as the steamed buns are fancy, Jiuyong bought them all, and after a while, he was filled with his storage ring, and wanted to continue to buy the storage ring on the neck of the steamed buns, but the steamed buns were not willing to be killed, and Jiuyong could only give up.

Back at the dojo of the Miao Yi Taoist, Jiu Yong didn't bother to report to his senior brother, so he chose a courtyard and stayed, watching the steamed buns lying on the side and gnawing on the beast meat, Jiu Yong remembered one thing he had always wanted to do.

As soon as he thought of it, Jiuyong stomped his feet and flew up to the sky.

When he first learned the art of soaring clouds in the library pavilion, he thought that one day he would be able to fly freely in the sky like a bird, and now he thinks of it.

Jiu Yong flew higher and higher, the buildings and figures on the ground gradually became smaller, and his vision became wider and wider, which reminded him of a certain lyric: I want to fly higher and fly higher, and dance like a storm to break free from his embrace.

With this in mind, Jiu Yong flew even harder, but when he flew to about a kilometer, he couldn't fly anymore.

It seems that the realm is not enough, and thousands of meters is his limit, but he still thinks that after learning to fly, he can fly out to experience the feeling of picking stars with his hands.

After tossing in the air for a while and having enough fun, Jiu Yong fell down happily, but as soon as he landed, he bumped into Brother Miao.

"Hmph, young! naïve!"

Being bumped into by someone who behaves childishly, this Nima is embarrassed, Jiu Yong really wants to stalk his neck and ask, haven't you ever been young?

Cut!