088 Painting Spirits
Lin Fengjing and the others walked out of the inn and walked towards the city gate.
Four Seasons Town is one of the small towns located on the edge of Xiandu City, when you walk to the city gate, you can even see a huge formation, look up, and see that this formation covers the entire Four Seasons Town.
The formation that can control the weather of one side must be the ancient formation.
Lin Fengjing and the others went out of the city gate, and went straight to the direction of Xiandu City.
Because Xiandu City began to be on guard, the two of them directly got on the Xianzhou and went straight to Xiandu City.
Xiandu City
The towering black gate of Xiandu City, with several monks patrolling above, has also been strengthened at the gate of the city.
There were four or five foundation building monks guarding the gate of the city, checking all kinds of people entering the city, and the situation was grim, as if there was an atmosphere of sabre-rattling.
Lin Fengjing was still thinking about the demon bones of the Jing Clan's auction house, and pulled Huo Heng into the queue to enter the city.
She whispered to the monk in front of her, "Fellow Daoist, what happened in this Immortal Capital City, why is it so strict?"
The Daoist shook his head, "I don't know, I heard that I was tracking down the corpse refiner, maybe I was afraid that the demon cultivators would get in, who knows." ”
Seeing this, Lin Fengjing didn't ask anymore.
She and Huo Heng lined up quietly.
On top of the towering city gate, a black figure flashed on a house, and the black clouds on the horizon gradually overwhelmed the city, quite a storm is coming.
"Boom!"
Thunder and lightning accompanied the whole sky gradually darkened.
The crackling raindrops still fell and splashed on the ground.
Lin Fengjing raised her head, and the raindrops fell on her face, and a light cyan umbrella was suddenly covered above her head, blocking the wind and rain outside.
When she turned around, she saw Huo Heng with an umbrella, suddenly in a flash, the rain around him was falling, and he was standing in the rain, as if he was one with the surroundings.
The plain shirt and green umbrella, the panicked cover of the surrounding monks, in her eyes, except for him, completely became a backdrop.
The two of them shared an umbrella and stepped forward.
The monk guarding the gate cursed in a low voice, as he quickly identified the information of those who entered the city.
Lin Fengjing and the others took out the token of the Qingfeng Sect for identification, and handed over the spirit stone that entered the city, and then they were put into Xiandu City.
After the two left, the monk guarding the city gate muttered, "Why are these people from the Gate Sect here, not only from the Huayun Sect, but also from the Qingfeng Sect. ”
Xiandu City is originally a city of fish and dragons, with rich spiritual power, but it is also full of disputes over the temptation of resources.
Just to say that the family here frequently rises and falls, and there is also the Hall of Justice and the Scattered Cultivation Alliance here, and there may even be Buddhist cultivation, demon cultivation, and so on.
As soon as Lin Fengjing and the others entered the city gate, they hurried to the nearest inn to hide from the rain.
She looked up, yo he, blessed to the fairy!
It turned out to be the haunted inn on the fourth floor where she and Huo Heng stayed last time, but I don't know if the two of them destroyed someone's room last time, I don't know if they will recognize the two of them.
As soon as he thought of this, Lin Fengjing's heart was empty for an instant.
The hall was crowded with monks, many monks sheltering from the rain, and most of the tables were full, and for a while, it was crowded.
Huo Heng wore a light-pigmented coat and put away his light cyan umbrella, and several dark green bamboos were painted on the corner of the umbrella, as if it were an ink painting.
Raindrops slowly flow down from the ink paintings.
As soon as the two appeared, they attracted the attention of most of the monks, whether scrutinizing, puzzled, amazed, or greedy.
Lin Fengjing looked around, and there were no more vacant seats.
Huo Heng also frowned slightly.
A blue-clothed female cultivator stood up, and there was a giant sword on the table, "If you don't mind, why don't you come and sit, I still have a few vacant seats here." ”
When Lin Fengjing heard this, he pulled Huo Heng to sit opposite the blue-clothed female cultivator, his narrow peach blossom eyes blinked slightly, and said with a smile: "Then thank you for this sister." "Love books
Her mouth was so sweet that it made the blue-clothed nun cover her mouth and smile.
Outside, the rain crackled and fell, splashing in puddles on the ground, rippling in circles.
Even in this small and crowded inn, Huo Heng also had a graceful appearance, which attracted the female cultivators around him to visit him frequently.
Seeing this, Lin Fengjing frequently flattered the few female cultivators who were looking at Huo Heng around, causing their handsome faces to blush slightly.
The black clouds overwhelmed the city, and looking up, people couldn't help but feel depressed in their hearts.
"Boom!"
There was a loud thunderclap, and the accompanying lightning made the hall suddenly brighten!
At the door came a monk, with a rickety body and a hat on his head, and then entered the inn.
Then came two monks in a hurry, one green and one black.
Lin Fengjing looked at it, and it was the young girl named Nian Yin and the male cultivator beside her.
Nian Yin and the others walked directly over and sat next to them.
Nian Yin leaned on Lin Fengjing's side and said with a smile: "What a coincidence!"
Lin Fengjing nodded.
The shopkeeper of the inn took this opportunity to sell and was busy.
The rain was pouring outside, and the weather was particularly gloomy, washing away the mud and dirt on the ground.
The inn was very small, and the corners of the walls were already damp, but at this time, it seemed like there were several seeds, and sprouts sprouted.
"Look! what's going on?!"
"Oh my God!"
The monks were dumbfounded, only to see bewitching fire orchids slowly rising from the surrounding walls, red enchanting ghosts, like ghosts and ghosts in this inn.
Lin Fengjing's eyes widened suddenly, and his hands were clenched tightly, how could this be?!
The fire orchid in the Orchid Garden of Gusu City, the fire orchid in the Thousand Secret Realms, and the fire orchid that lives in the village, and even the fire orchid that is blessed to the fairy!
This is clearly to tell everyone a message, Lin Fengjing of the Blood Demon Sect is back!
Huo Heng's cold eyes instantly froze, he got up and stepped forward quickly, only to see the fire orchid growing in the corner of the wall flashing with rich spiritual power.
"Painting spirits!" he whispered, gritting his teeth.
Lin Fengjing stepped forward and wondered, "Isn't this already lost?"
Huo Heng nodded, "Hmm." ”
He looked complicated, "Yes, and it hasn't been seen in years." ”
The monks looked uncertain and talked a lot.
"Could it be that the bloody demon girl can't refine the corpse?"
"She's back!she's back!" cried out the monk in horror.
At this time, no one noticed, and the figure with the hat in the corner blended into the crowd.
Huo Heng's face became more and more cold, the long sword in his hand exuded an ice-blue cold air, and he was unruly and exuded cold air all over his body.
I don't know who recognized him, and shouted: "It's him! It's Huo Zhenren of the Qingfeng Sect!"
In an instant, everyone's eyes focused on Huo Heng's body.
"No wonder, there will be a fire orchid, it must be that the demon girl has found it. ”
"God, God bless, it was Huo Heng who killed you back then, don't come to me. Some of the monks stared at each other in horror and chattered.
Lin Fengjing had a terrible headache, how could her ruthless appearance be so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.