Chapter Eighty-Two: The City Patrol Pavilion

Xue Gongzi appeared in front of Luo Xuan the next moment, still without a sound. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info He feather fan shook lightly and sighed: "For the brother, you don't need to hide the surprise in your heart, every time the elder brother moves, it is unexpected; ”

Luo Xuan put down the ice stool, looked at Xue Gongzi and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Xue is serious! Because the younger brother has healed Senior Sister Bing'er, and knows that her immortal body will exude the strong fragrance of agarwood willow, so this move is by no means as clever as Senior Brother Xue said." ”

Xue Gongzi suddenly, closed the fan, and said with a smile: "Ha, saying this is a lot of balance in my brother's heart!"

He laughed and said again: "This ice table and ice bench are carefully made by Bing'er, and its delicate points should be seen that she is demanding perfection; she went out of the customs a day earlier than you, went to change clothes, we have been here for so long, we should also go out to smell the flowers, welcome the long wind, for my brother suddenly a little impatient!"

Luo Xuan showed a sunny smile, stretched his waist, and said, "Yaya, it's been so long, those enemies of the Immortal Gate should have left a long time ago, it's time to go out and breathe!"

Yu Bing'er's words came outside the Xuantang before she saw her first, and said, "Bing'er has been bored for a long time, and I want to see what the Xianmen looks like now." ”

People followed, Yu Bing'er appeared at the door of the Xuantang, her pretty face was bright and beautiful, her ice muscles and jade skin were outstanding, and every move was not very moving.

The long wind in the valley rustled through the jungle branches and leaves, and for a moment, the three people who saw the light of day again all had a sense of pathos, as if they had lost their souls.

There is no day or night in retreat, but there is always a way to calculate the time, and it has lasted for up to a year, compared with the thousand-year-old course of Xianmen, a year is nothing. But no matter how they guessed, they didn't expect that in just one year, Xianmen would become like this.

Living in the sky and looking into the distance, the continuous peaks are barren and desolate, the peaks are full of smoke, the original green peaks of the five courtyards no longer have the original spiritual wonder, at a glance the bare and desolate, the aura is also faint.

Below, the ice valley and ice peaks seem to have gone through countless tribulations, the crushed ice and dust mixed with the mud and rocks and filled the ice lake downstream, and the fantastic and gorgeous ice scene no longer exists, everything seems to be a dream, but it is so unreal.

Anger, resentment, pathos, despair!

All kinds of negative emotions invaded the body and mind, and the three of them seemed to be a little numb when the long wind swept over their bodies, they were like children without a home, the world was big, but there was nowhere to go.

I don't know how long it took, Xue Gongzi smiled astringently, that smile was extremely stiff and numb, and said: "It is impossible for the Xianmen to be the only one of us to survive, there must be a predecessor who survived the disaster to revive the prestige of the Xianmen; ”

Yu Bing'er didn't seem to even want to say anything more, but nodded. Luo Xuan echoed in an astringent voice: "Everything Senior Brother Xue has an idea, we listen to you! To be precise, the junior brother has no master of the six gods now, and he doesn't know what to do at all." ”

The three of them made a plan to go all the way to the clouds, and in less than two hours, they came to the outside of Qingyang Town, which had been separated for a long time, and settled on the ground ten miles away from the city, and came along the town road towards Qingyang Town.

In Qingyang Town, the majestic city gate shows the majesty that can not be bullied, and the eight golden-armored guards with shining golden helmets are located next to the city gate, showing the majesty of the city guards. A general guarding the city was dressed in a majestic and domineering manner, patrolling the surroundings while looking at the passers-by who came and went.

Luo Xuan had heard Yu Bing'er say that Qingyang Town has a vast base, because of the complexity of the cultivation sect, the three sects and the nine streams each have a seat, which makes the city gate trade prosperous, and the various needs of cultivators are all here, as long as you have enough gold coins, or enough pills that can be traded, you can change or repair the robes and shoes you are used to, and you can buy necessities and various magic weapons. To put it more bluntly, there are all the items that cultivators need to increase their mana and enhance their own strength, as long as you can afford it, you can get everything you want.

Luo Xuan's return to Qingyang Town after many years has long since lost the novelty of entering the city when he was young, and with the growth of experience, he also sees the way from every scene and object.

The south of Qingyang Town is the most prosperous area in the city, and the gate where the three people entered the city is not far away. On both sides of the bluestone avenue dozens of zhang wide, there are many shops, and all kinds of imposing signboards are clear and distinct, and they can be seen at a glance.

Chengnan Avenue, there are a large number of people coming and going, and the stalls set up by vendors on both sides are overcrowded, and the shouting sound comes and goes, and it is very lively.

Xue Gongzi seemed to be very familiar with Qingyang Town, and explained to Luo Xuan and the others: "Chengnan Avenue leads directly to the center of the town, running through the north and south, and the three horizontal streets are divided into heavenly streets, ground streets, and human streets. Since we want to find out the news, we go to the Patrol City Pavilion in the middle of the Heavenly Street, where the shopkeeper He will send spies every day to collect true and false news from all directions, and the price is priced according to the source and importance of the news, which is relatively fair. ”

Luo Xuan said curiously: "There are still people who buy and sell news to make money? Yaya, it's really amazing!"

Yu Bing'er glanced at him and said: "The vast continent of Hongtu is more than ten thousand miles, just my Qingyang Seven Towns have all kinds of things happening every day, the business of buying and selling news is really hot, if you want to know valuable news, it doesn't cost anyone to tell you, there are at least more than ten such shops here!"

Xue Gongzi smiled and said to Luo Xuan: "Actually, there are not many people who can really achieve something in Xiuzhen, those with inferior qualifications, or those who have no hope of making further progress in cultivation can also create brilliant achievements in other industries." ”

He pointed to a golden signboard at the intersection of Tianjie Road, with five big characters on the Nine Dragons Magic Weapon Line, and said: "This shop sells all kinds of magic weapons, the owner is familiar with my master, and he is in his fifties and has only cultivated to the fourth level of the quenching period, so he turned to practice refining magic weapons and has achieved great success, and he is the leading refiner in Qingyang Town, and he is highly respected." ”

Luo Xuan's eyes lit up and said, "Refiner, specializing in refining magic weapons?"

Xue Gongzi said with a smile: "Exactly! In addition to the refiner, there are also alchemists, alchemists, and other mages with complicated division of labor, and there are more instrument mages, sacrificial mages, adjudicators, refiners, spirit rune masters, etc., these people have their own specializations, and their cultivation is another wonderful way to cultivate the truth. ”

Hearing the title of adjudicator, Luo Xuan smiled and thought of Yu Lao, who had been cultivating in the Ice Cave of the Xuantang Prison until today without a sound, thinking that he was still in a deep cultivation.

For some reason, when Luo Xuan heard the name Spirit Rune Master, he remembered Qiu Fan, who had impressed him extremely much during the Qingtian Peak duel, and that small body had to wear loose and fat clothes to look so nondescript. From the thought of the thin man he had encountered in refining the body, he had long forgotten his name, but the memory of being beaten by him as soon as he made his hand was extremely clear.

With a sigh, Luo Xuan said: "Now I know that I am really a frog at the bottom of the well, since ancient times, some people have said that they should not be disguised, no matter who the opponent is in the future, the younger brother will no longer have contempt." ”

The three of them walked along the Tianjie crossing, and when they reached the middle of the road, Xue Gongzi suddenly raised his voice and said: "It's here, it's here!"

Luo Xuan and Yu Bing'er raised their eyes, the momentum of this city patrol hall was really extraordinary, the store was slightly larger than other shops, and the three words of the gold-lettered signboard city patrol hall were wide open, which was very majestic.

In the museum, there were many people, apparently all of whom came to inquire about the news. There are six round tables in the hall of more than ten zhang, which are full of people at this moment, and there are few empty seats.

The well-informed Xue Gongzi seemed to have become the leader of the three, and after asking the two of them a few words, they went to the inner hall to inquire about the news, and Yu Bing'er, who had re-covered her jade veil, was unwilling to sit with others, and Luo Xuan could only accompany him and stand in an open corner of the hall. Even so, the noisy voices gradually stopped, and most of the eyes looked at them, and Yu Bing'er's gestures attracted everyone's attention.

Luo Xuan was stared at by these people and had a strange feeling of thorns in his back, and he wished that Xue Gongzi would come out early and leave here immediately. Beside her, Yu Bing'er didn't seem to notice that she had attracted everyone's attention, smiled, and said lightly: "Have you heard of the Calendar Cultivation Hall in the town?"

Seeing that Luo Xuan was stunned, and then shook her head, Yu Bing'er lightly opened her lips and said: "Bing'er has also heard Master talk about it, every town has a Calendar Cultivation Hall, and its purpose is extremely simple, that is, to facilitate cultivators to travel around, and to create a way for countless casual cultivators to do all kinds of tasks with their own strength to earn pills and money; ”

Luo Xuan smiled bitterly: "I can't imagine that there is such a place, why is the little brother and the two of you so lonely and unheard of, it seems that you have too little travel and too little knowledge!"

Yu Bing'er Yusha trembled slightly, and chuckled: "Don't you have a hundred lifetimes of experience, how can you have little knowledge?"

Luo Xuan was happy, his mind no longer took the eyes around him seriously, and whispered softly to the beautiful woman, and whispered softly.

I don't know how long it took, Xue Gongzi reappeared in the hall, Luo Xuan and Yu Bing'er suddenly found that there were some new faces in front of a few round tables, monks and lay costumes of all kinds, and their eyes were mostly attracted by Yu Bing'er, one of the round tables by the window, four big men dressed as warriors, their aura fluctuated endlessly, showing their fierce spirit, and they just sat down.

The first of the four is a burly man who looks like a mountain and a mountain, extremely tall, with long hair and a shawl, wearing a silver forehead band that seems to be like a Chinese magic weapon, with thick facial bones and majestic appearance, exuding a very oppressive and intimidating charm. The other three people beside him were obviously strong and fierce, but they immediately compared them in front of him, and because of this person's appearance, the noisy hall was quiet for a while.