Chapter Ninety-Three: Evacuation and Planning

The sunlight shone into the room, and in the silence, Mo Yuning put down the Ice Spirit Stone in his hand, looked at the middle-aged man calmly, and said, "Senior Brother Huang, how far is Qingyang Mountain from here?"

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment before he decided, "It's just north of Fang City, about thirty miles away." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The girl's eyebrows furrowed, and she bowed her head and groaned.

The young monk who came to report the news was only a fourth-level Qi refining cultivator, and he was obviously also a guy in this Moyu Pavilion, the middle-aged man casually threw out a spirit stone, making a look, the young monk nodded gratefully, and consciously went downstairs to leave.

"Senior Brother Huang, inform the monks of the branch here to start moving with the team, and let Senior Ning also come back quickly, and strive to leave Fang City before the time of unitary time, and leave Nantang within two days. After being silent for a while, Mo Yuning suddenly raised his head and said firmly.

The middle-aged man looked at her in surprise and sighed with some relief: "I thought so too, I thought I would have to spend a lot of effort to persuade you to leave." ”

"Yu Ning is just a little willful in front of your senior brothers on weekdays, and she can still distinguish between right and wrong. The girl's face was serious, and she was almost like two people, "As soon as the Gu Xiu Cave Mansion comes out, I am afraid that the pattern of the Demon Dao over there in Hanzhou will change greatly, and it is estimated that many seniors will come here in the past two days, which is no longer something that our Moyulou can mess with." ”

"Not bad. I'll go down and instruct, and Senior Ning will also send someone to deliver the news, and set off within an hour. The middle-aged man nodded, and after looking at Fang Nan, he also walked towards the staircase.

All of a sudden, only Fang Nan and Mo Yuning were left on the entire second floor.

Fang Nan sighed and arched his hand: "Since this is the case, Fang Nan has also taken his leave." ”

Hearing the girl hum softly, he didn't say anything more, put away the storage bag, and walked down the stairs to the door.

Mo Yuning's face was a little complicated, she looked back at the sky, sighed slightly, and began to clean up the magic weapons on the wooden cabinet in the corner.

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After stepping out of the gate of Moyu Pavilion and looking at the scene in front of him, Fang Nan was subconsciously stunned.

I saw that on the streets of the originally depressed and deserted Fang City, there were many more monks wearing sectarian costumes at some point, heading to the north in seven or seven or eight ways, Fang Nan took a little look, and he could see that these monks were from the Nantang Dazong Jiuxi Pavilion that controlled this Fang City.

And at a low altitude more than ten zhang away from the ground, from time to time, there are monks who ignore the ban on the air in Fang City and pass by, some go to Qingyang Mountain, and some leave Fang City to leave in the opposite direction.

Fang Nan secretly felt a pang in his heart, it was only half an hour before and after he entered the Moyu Pavilion, and the news of the Ancient Xiu Cave Mansion had just spread, and when time passed, this vicinity would undoubtedly become the storm mouth of the entire Jin Kingdom.

According to what the previous chatter said, after the comeback of the Demon Dao, those shops with poor strength had already been evacuated in a hurry, and the remaining small part was either the branch shops opened here by some big forces, or they were simply the industries of the two major sects, Jiuxi Pavilion and Qingyang Sect.

Mo Yulou is across the seven states of the Jin Kingdom, and the forces behind it are undoubtedly among the best here, but even Mo Yuning, who is its future master, changed his temperament and chose to evacuate immediately after hearing the news.

Snort!

Walking through the street, a red light suddenly swept through the sky at a very fast speed, almost instantly breaking through the distance of hundreds of zhang, and went straight to the direction of Qingyang Mountain.

Seeing this scene, Fang Nan's pupils shrank, after the tempering of the previous time, he had seen a lot of big scenes, and almost instantly saw that the monk in the retreat was the old monster of the Yuan Infant Stage, otherwise the speed would not be so terrifying.

"It seems that this time the movement is bigger than I thought, and I don't know if the people from the Ghost Spirit Sect will come and intervene again......

Thinking of the ghost spirit ancestor who should hate himself at this time, Fang Nan suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and did not dare to delay any longer, so he walked all the way to the exit of the south of Fang City, pinched the trick with one hand, and the wind was under his feet, and he went down the mountain.

Although Fang Nan had seen many monks directly ignore the ban on air in Fang City, before he found out the real situation, for the sake of safety, he still did not use the Qingling Boat he had just purchased to fly, and he was careful to sail the Ten Thousand Year Boat, even if he was in a hurry to leave this place, he should not take this risk.

......

After half a pillar of incense, on the mountain road more than ten miles away.

Fang Nan glanced at the Fang Market, which had turned into a small black dot, turned around, raised his head to identify the direction, and patted the storage bag on his waist with his right hand.

Laugh at!

A palm-sized wooden boat appeared in front of Fang Nan out of thin air, and immediately under the wave of his sleeve robe, his figure was blurred, and it soared into the air several zhang quickly, rising wildly in the wind, and after a few breaths, it turned into a cyan spirit boat that was a long zhang.

Fang Nan bowed slightly, his shoulders shook slightly, and the next moment he appeared on the spirit boat, his mind moved, the spiritual power was injected, and the spirit boat made a clear sound when he boarded, and the head of the boat jumped down and rose to a hundred zhang, turning into a light cyan horse and going to the south.

Standing at the head of the boat, the sound of breaking the air around him was loud, the strong cold wind was coming, the green silk in front of his forehead was blown and swayed, Fang Nan lowered his eyelids slightly, and he actually felt a little enjoyable.

Although he had possessed that superb flying sword before, due to his many concerns, he had only piloted it once in the remote place of the Demon Beast Mountain Range, and it didn't last long. Therefore, when he experienced this feeling of walking in the air again, it was still like the first time, and there was a faint excitement in his heart.

"I don't know if I can climb to the top of the avenue in this life, and be in the same column as those primordial old monsters......"

Thinking of the Yuanying monk he saw in Fang City just now, the other party didn't rely on any magic weapon and walked directly into the air, and then thinking of the earth-shattering supernatural powers of the powerful monk he had seen before, Fang Nan couldn't help but feel envious.

At present, he finally got out of the chaos in Hanzhou, and the next thing to do is to find a clean place and continue to bury himself in penance.

"It seems that you can join a sect to try, at least you can get more systematic and comprehensive guidance during the Qi refining period......

His eyes flickered slightly, now he doesn't have the amazing belongings he used to have, but it seems that he has unloaded a burden, and if he chooses to join the sect, he doesn't have any previous scruples, at least except for the foundation building puppet, the rest of the magic weapons are not very conspicuous.

And after three years of casual cultivation, he also realized the gap between casual cultivation and the children of the sect in terms of basic exercises, whether it is the degree of cognition of the exercises, or the use of various low-level spells, the learning of casual cultivation is far less convenient than that of the children of the sect with the guidance of the teacher.