"To enter the Yang Domain, each person needs to pay three lower grade spirit stones. [Ran^Text^Library] At the city gate, there were more than a dozen monks wearing leather armor with stern faces to maintain order, and an old yew man was sitting on a wooden chair, his eyes narrowed, and a little essence flashed in his lazy eyes from time to time.

Wang Xiaofan raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprise flashed in his eyes, the old man was actually a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, more than ten men wearing leather armor, most of them were above the sixth layer of the Qi Refining Period, and the highest two had even reached the eighth layer of the Qi Refining Period, and Wang Xiaofan was only a few years older than Wang Xiaofan. If these people were placed in Beihezhou, I am afraid that they would already be true disciples of various sects, and even the first two would become core disciples.

But at the moment, these people are there to watch the door!

"This Ouyang family is so big. Wang Xiaofan was secretly surprised in his heart, but his face was silent, he paid three lower-grade spirit stones, and walked to the city with the flow of people.

The purple-shirted old man behind him had a little essence in his eyes, his eyes were firmly fixed on Wang Xiaofan, and only after half a sound did he shake his head slightly, and returned to his lazy appearance with weakness.

In the Oriental City, the ground is paved with bluestone slabs one foot square, and some unknown plants and trees are planted on the roadside, which are verdant, with small pale white flowers, and a burst of fragrance in the breeze. The street was several feet wide, enough to carry ten carriages in parallel without congestion, and most of the buildings on both sides were imposing, and men stood in front of the door, constantly shouting and soliciting guests.

Wang Xiaofan walked all the way, and secretly sighed in his heart, the number and quality of the monks in this eastern city are much higher than those in the outside world, not to mention the foundation building monks that can be seen everywhere, just now in the direction of the city, there is a Jindan monk's breath fleeting.

"Compared to here, my Beihe Prefecture Cultivation Realm is indeed like a wild land, I'm afraid that just this city of monks is enough to sweep the entire Beihe Prefecture Cultivation Realm!"

But the higher the level of Yang Realm cultivation, the more Wang Xiaofan looked forward to it in his heart, maybe the matter of building a foundation could really be solved in the Ouyang family.

There is a house in the Oriental City, covering an area of more than 1,000 acres, beautiful, occasionally clouds rise and fog rise, more like a fairyland on earth.

There are four white jade pillars at the main gate of this courtyard, ten zhang high, just like the gate of the heavenly court in the legend. Outside the door, there were several monks in black armor with gloomy eyes, although they were silent, but the thick and dripping evil aura on their bodies made people secretly frightened in their hearts, and they would rather take a detour than dare to pass through here.

Wang Xiaofan looked at the mansion in front of him, and his heart was slightly shocked, compared to here, their Wang family is really not worth mentioning, this kind of deep and thick heritage, only after thousands of years of sedimentation, can slowly travel, it is definitely not something that the Xiao family can create in a moment and a half.

Taking a deep breath to calm his mind, he walked slowly forward.

"The Ouyang family's courtyard, there is no access to the jade, and those who enter will be killed!"

Several black-armored monks slowly turned around, their eyes firmly enveloping Wang Xiaofan, and they roared in unison, and a trace of murderous intent slowly condensed out under their eyes. This killing machine is not a threat, feeling the hairs on his back standing up slightly, Wang Xiaofan's heart was slightly cold, and he hurriedly stopped.

"In Xiabei Hezhou, Qingyun Sect Wang Xiaofan, was invited by the Holy Land to come, this is an invitation to jade. ”

The black-armored monk on the left took the jade in his hand, put it on his forehead, swept his senses, and then handed it back to Wang Xiaofan, and said in a deep voice: "Wait a minute." Then he turned and walked through the door.

In a moment, however, the black-armored monk returned, followed by an old man in a loose yellow shirt. This person looks old, Long Zhong walks and sways, but his cultivation has reached the realm of the late stage of foundation building.

"I've seen the second butler. When the black-armored monks at the door saw this old man, their eyes flashed with awe, and they all bent down to salute.

The second housekeeper waved his hand, his eyes fell on Wang Xiaofan, and a gleam flashed in his eyes, and then calmed down.

"If you are invited, come with me. ”

Wang Xiaofan was secretly awe-inspiring in his heart, the eyes of the second housekeeper were so sharp, and he actually had a feeling of being seen through in his heart. But fortunately, the former didn't say much, and said lightly, that is, he should move forward first.

"There are many forbidden places in the courtyard, it is best not to leave this courtyard without permission, otherwise something happens, and my Ouyang family will not be responsible. After the second housekeeper finished speaking, he glanced at Wang Xiaofan lightly, and then turned around directly to the outside.

Wang Xiaofan sat cross-legged on the futon, his divine sense swept around the room, and then his brows furrowed slightly, looking at a beast head pendant at the door, his eyes showing a little groaning.

"The prohibition in this beast's head is extremely clever, it must be arranged by the Jindan monk himself, if I rashly break it, it is too ostentatious, so let's bear with it a little. Wang Xiaofan thought of this, his brows suddenly expanded, and he took out a few Peiyuan Dan pills from the storage bag with his backhand, and meditated and cultivated.

In the depths of the courtyard of Ouyang's family, in a dark pavilion, an old man frowned and looked at the halo of water basin in front of him, which was the situation in the room where Wang Xiaofan was.

"This son looked different just now, could it be that he noticed something?" the old man frowned slightly, and waved his hand to dispel the halo, and the light in the attic was a little dimmer.

For three days in a row, Wang Xiaofan meditated and practiced cross-legged behind closed doors, but the feeling of being watched did not appear again, and he didn't take this matter to heart for a moment.

On this day, Wang Xiaofan suddenly opened his eyes, and a transmission note stayed in front of him, and before he could catch it, it began to burn on its own.

"At noon today, go to the Dry Witch Palace. ”

Wang Xiaofan got up, tidied up a little, and then went out. At the gate of the courtyard, there was already a black-armored monk waiting, and when he saw him come out, he didn't say much, turned around and went outside.

"Daoist Yang Kun, tomorrow is the day to go to the Holy Land, why hasn't Daoist Lu Qinghua of your sect arrived yet, can't it be that there is some accident?" In the Qianwu Hall of the Ouyang Family's Annex, nineteen young monks sat in two rows, their eyes occasionally clashing, all revealing a cold meaning.

At this moment, the first place on the left, the Extinction Sect's Mad Heaven eyes flashed slightly, and he asked with pretended concern.

On the opposite side, a gentle young monk in a white shirt flashed a little evil in his eyes when he heard this, but his face was full of a gentle smile and said: "There is a friend who is crazy about the sky, Senior Brother Lu has always been playful, but he is very measured in major matters, so he must be on his way here at this moment." ”

"I hope so. The corner of Crazy Tianyi's mouth showed a sneer, and he pretended to be relaxed: "But I always have some bad premonitions in my heart, maybe your Senior Brother Lu really can't come." ”

When the voice fell, the hall suddenly fell silent. The eyes of the monks below showed a sense of schadenfreude, if these two major sects competed, it would naturally benefit them and not harm them.