After pondering for a while, Fang Nan finally decided to postpone his return to the sect, first find a place to breathe with peace of mind, and restore his state to his peak state, after all, at the end of this day, the mana in his body has also consumed seventy-seven eighty-eight, which is really a bit dangerous in this environment. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

About half an hour later, Fang Nan had already crossed three or four hills and entered a wilderness, and because the road was quite smooth, he was already twenty miles away from the Lingyun vein at this time.

Looking back at the mountains that had turned into small black dots in the distance on the horizon, Fang Nan finally breathed a sigh of relief, his sleeve robe shook, and a green spirit boat appeared in the air.

With a shake of his shoulder, Fang Nan appeared at the head of the spirit boat, and under the urging of the spirit trick, he turned into a cyan light and flew towards the sky.

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Yunmeng City, as the largest city in Jixian Mansion except the capital city, the canals converge, the Yunmeng River outside the city has always had the reputation of the golden waterway, and the business travelers have been endless for thousands of years, and the people living in the city are hundreds of thousands, which is extremely prosperous.

At this time, it was sunset, and there were a lot of people coming and going at the gate of the city, and those guards were much more relaxed when they checked their way, Fang Nan changed back into a white robe, and his face was delicate and clean, and he looked like an ordinary scholar, blending in with the crowd of people, and easily stepped into the city.

The autumn wind was bleak, but it still couldn't make the lively scene in the city dim in the slightest, Fang Nan walked along the street with the flow of people, the noise in his ears made him a little uncomfortable when he hadn't entered the world for a year, and in addition, a wave of doubts rose in his heart.

At this time, the coastal sea, the demon beasts are raging, the major sects in Jiazhou and the demon clan in the sea are fighting fiercely, it stands to reason that mortals in the world will also be greatly affected, but from the current scene in the city, it seems that the turmoil in the immortal cultivation world has not set off any waves here.

Could it be that the unknown agreement between the Taiqing Immortal Sect and the demon clan at the beginning included the restriction that the demon clan must not interfere with the world?

Or is it that the demon clan is only interested in cultivating immortal resources, and has no idea of getting involved in the mortal world at all?

Speaking of which, the motive for the invasion of the Demon Clan and the Manghai Clan this time is already incomprehensible, coupled with the concealment of the Taiqing Immortal Sect, not to mention that he is such a small Qi Refining Cultivator, even if it is the high-level people in the Yuqing Sect, it is estimated that few people can understand the cause and effect of this dispute.

He knew too little information, so Fang Nan couldn't analyze it, and after thinking for a while, he was still puzzled, he shook his head slightly, put these things behind him, and began to look for a suitable place to stay.

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Tianfeng Inn is one of the largest inns in Yunmeng City, Fang Nan walked out of the store door with an apologetic face on the second hand, and stood on the street, with a strange look on his face.

At this time, nearly an hour had passed since he entered the city, the sky was getting dark, and the lights were on, but for such a long time, he had not found an inn with a vacant room.

The four or five shops, including the Tianfeng Inn, all told Fang Nan that the inn had been chartered in advance by the nobles from Fucheng, and asked him to try it in other places in the city.

Although as an immortal cultivator, he would never worry about anything with these mortals, but the delay for so long for no reason also made him feel a little depressed.

Looking at the city, Fang Nan's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered that he had learned about the situation in this city when he had not yet entered the Yuqing Sect.

Yunmengcheng City is divided into Dongcheng District and Xicheng District according to the degree of prosperity, the east is rich and the west is poor, and the streets he came all the way are the most prosperous part of Dongcheng District, and it is common for the nearby inns to be full, it is better to go to Xicheng District to see, the inns there are not comparable to those so-called nobles.

After walking a few streets, before leaving the scope of Dongcheng District, Fang Nan suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at an inn on the corner of the street, and sighed lightly, revealing a hint of surprise.

Although the inn is also located in a prosperous area, it does look a lot dilapidated on the outside, with peeling wall paint and ajar doors, but the inside is brightly lit.

At this time, a man in a cyan shirt hurriedly walked towards the inn, Fang Nan groaned slightly, estimating that this house should not have been wrapped in advance, so he simply turned around and stepped into the threshold.

The autumn wind disappeared, and his body warmed up a lot, Fang Nan looked around, there were not many people in the lobby at the moment, less than half of the twenty or so tables were occupied, and there was a curved ruler-shaped counter against the wall on the left side of the staircase, and the man in the Confucian shirt was standing outside the counter, arguing with the shopkeeper with an excited expression.

"Mr. Su, it's not that Sun doesn't help you, it's really a noble person who has chartered all the upstairs guest rooms, did I explain it soon when you asked in the morning, why don't you believe it?" The shopkeeper is a slightly chubby old man with a ruddy face, who is suffering from a bitter face at the moment, and said helplessly.

"Hmph, nobleman, what nobleman wants to use so many rooms?" The man in the Confucian shirt looked displeased, and sneered when he heard this, "Su Mou greeted you the day before yesterday, and tomorrow morning his wife's and uncle's family will be guests in the cold house, they are used to living in a big mansion with three entrances and three courtyards in Fucheng, I am worried that the family is small and difficult to arrange, so I begged for you, why, for a little accommodation money, Brother Sun didn't even care about more than ten years of friendship?"

"Mr. Su's words are a bit excessive. The chubby old man frowned, as if he wanted to take the case, but in the end he held back and said slowly, "It is important to receive relatives, but don't miss the livelihood of the family, the two meals of wine and food that Mr. owed in my lobby last month have not been repaid, and now he is coming on credit, and he doesn't even make an IOU, they are all from the neighborhood, could it be that Mr. Su plans to drink the northwest wind together at the end of the year?"

"What kind of credit is not on credit, it's simply insulting!" When the man in the Confucian shirt heard this, he seemed to have received a great humiliation, his face turned red with anger, he slapped the counter, and shouted angrily, "Old man Sun! Don't forget who enlightened your little one in the first place, one day as a teacher, a father for life, and now that you are a county official at the bottom, do you still remember me as a gentleman during the New Year's holidays? Not to mention sending some congratulatory gifts, now that the scholars are socializing with each other, you are all pushing back and refusing to help, and your conscience is not eaten by dogs?"

The chubby old man was nameless for a while, anxious to scold something, but he couldn't think of words for a while, he hated a lot of "bah", and said indignantly: "Reversing right and wrong, making trouble unreasonably, what else is worthy of being a reader!"

Fang Nan on the side was puzzled by what he heard, but when he noticed that under Mr. Su's seemingly bright Confucian shirt, the inner lining was covered with a lot of patches, and then looked at the expression of the slightly chubby old man on the side, he couldn't help but shake his head slightly, and laughed dumbly. (To be continued.) )