There is a wilderness near the Longjiang River in the middle of the Great Zhou Dynasty, where the mountain roads are steep and the sea of fog is thick, which is difficult for ordinary people to reach.

However, behind the fog cover of this cloud mountain, there is a very large-scale market, called Huaimeizhuang. I don't know how many years this Fang City has existed, and according to legend, it was jointly opened by several major sects in the Zhou country.

There are not only a complete range of immortal cultivation materials for sale and exchange, but also a lot of treasures, which are lively all year round. If this is the case, it is not enough to attract many monks, and more importantly, there is a shop called Hyacinkaku in the city.

It is not so much a shop as a set of very wide courtyards, built in an eye-catching place on the east side of the city. What this pavilion sells is not the materials or elixirs or magic weapons that immortal cultivators need, but a special thing—news.

Not only that, but this pavilion also has a special solution to cultivation, and there are instructions on refining, alchemy, and talisman making, but the most pleasant thing is those secret news.

Depending on their value, these messages ask for different prices, ranging from small ones to hundreds of cents to tens of thousands of cents. The Hyacinth Pavilion is very famous, and there are similar shops not only in the Zhou Kingdom, but also in other countries, specializing in providing valuable tips. As for the origin of this pavilion, it is very mysterious, and it seems that it existed when the market first opened.

Regardless of the origin of this pavilion, the clues it provides are indeed very accurate. Although it is not to know nothing, it can be regarded as a vast supernatural power.

Despite this, there is no news in the cabinet that can be inquired about. Some privacy and sect taboos are not in the ranks of inquiry. This is also an important reason why this pavilion has been standing for many years.

At noon on this day, two young Taoists came from outside the Hyacinth Pavilion, with similar clothes and ordinary faces, who were the Li Yuanbai brothers who had left the Xuanzhen Temple.

Li Yuanbai glanced up at the gold lacquer plaque and walked in without hurrying. Fang Yuanqing looked left and right casually and followed behind him. As soon as I entered the door, I found that the hall was very spacious, with more than a dozen young maids standing on both sides.

Seeing the two of them coming in, a young girl led by Lianbu moved lightly, walked over, smiled at the two of them, and said, "I don't know if the two seniors are asking or inquiring about the news?"

Li Yuanbai looked around casually, and said calmly: "Inquire about the news!" Fang Yuanqing looked around and felt very novel, and said at first glance: "Tsk...... It's magnificent!"

The young maid said again: "Is it news from the Chu realm, or is it news from other realms?"

Li Yuanbai paused and said, "It should be regarded as Chu Realm! But it was a long, long time ago. ”

The maid hesitated and said, "How long?"

Li Yuanbai said slowly: "Ten thousand years ago!"

The look of shock flashed in the maid's eyes, and she hurriedly said, "Okay, senior, please come with me!" With that, she walked straight to the courtyard inside with the two of them.

After a stick of incense, they came to a separate courtyard and stood still. Li Yuanbai's eyebrows moved, as if he was aware of it, and then the door automatically opened inward to both sides without wind.

Seeing this, the maid smiled and said, "Two seniors, please! ”

Li Yuanbai nodded slightly and walked in slowly.

The room inside is not particularly large, about thirty steps square, and the furnishings are very elaborate and antique. In the middle there is a sandalwood square table with a set of tea sets on it, and a chair on each side.

A middle-aged woman stood up from the bookcase to the south and walked calmly towards the two. She was stunned at first, or surprised by seeing these twin brothers for the first time, and then smiled: "I have seen two Taoist friends! ”

The two returned the salute slightly, Chi Huirong beckoned the two to sit down at the wooden table, she raised her hand and did a little, a pot of fragrant tea was brewed, and then took out three porcelain cups and poured a cup in front of each person.

Chi Huirong said with a smile: "Try the Meishan Spirit Tea in this building!"

Li Yuanbai bowed slightly, took a sip, and nodded: "Yes, it is indeed good tea." Fang Yuanqing frowned slightly, picked up the tea and took a big sip, smacked his tongue slightly, and said in a similar way: "Good tea!"

Chi Huirong chatted a few words, and knocked on the side: "The two Taoist friends are young and proficient in the Immortal Dao, but the concubine is clumsy, but I can't tell which sect the two monks are?"

Fang Yuanqing didn't wait for Li Yuanbai to speak, and replied first: "We are all Xuanzhen Monks!"

Hui Rong paused slightly, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be a monk of the Xuanzhen Temple, disrespectful and disrespectful!" After speaking, she couldn't help but look at the two of them a few more times, "I don't know what news the two of you are here to inquire about today?"

Li Yuanbai's eyes flashed slightly, and he said calmly: "Do you know the information about the 'Divine Altar' ten thousand years ago?"

There was a soft sound.

Chi Huirong, who was making a bowl of tea, suddenly froze, and said in amazement: "Altar?" She didn't even realize that the cup condensed in the air actually overflowed a little tea without realizing it.

......

Liu Yiwen and the four of them flew towards Jingbai Valley non-stop, and he was really taken aback by thinking about the fighting method with Cui Yixiu that day along the way. However, to his surprise, after some fighting, it fit more closely with Yaoli's sword.

It didn't take long for an exclamation, "Look! What's over there?" but Min Zhu seemed to have noticed something, his eyes widened, and he pointed to the end of the front and shouted.

When Liu Yiwen heard the prestige, there was blood light and Baohua flashing under the sea of clouds on the horizon, although it was not very bright, but it could be seen that there were people fighting.

Liu Yiwen's heart sank slightly, and said, "Let's go over quickly, it may be Senior Brother Wan." The hearts of the other three people tightened at the same time, the wind was under their feet, and the wind boat began to hum, and the glory was flourishing.

After just a stick of incense, the four of them rushed to the nearest place, but the scene in front of them surprised them:

There were more than ten people in the battle group in front of him, and there were eight people on the side of the Demon Dao, except for Cui Yixiu and the three remaining parties, the other four were new faces.

On his side are the three people of the Imperial Sword Villa plus the four young Taoist priests of Shangqing Dao.

In terms of numbers, the Demon Dao has a slight advantage.

But the most surprising thing is that both sides have no intention of fighting, but are just tempting to be like a scene, as if they are afraid of something.

Liu Yiwen was suspicious in his heart, and glanced around the battle group a few times, and suddenly two figures came into view, and his heart sank. Sure enough, dozens of feet away, the two of them stood in the void, looking at the fight between the demons below with a light breeze.

One of the men had an ordinary appearance, but there was a god in his eyes, and at first glance he was a person of advanced cultivation. Another teenager was dressed in a swaying garment, and there was a hint of uninhibited pride on the corner of his mouth.

This person is none other than Yun Yuyang of the Yuhe clan!