These thirteen people are naturally the Yuanshen Zhenjun who came to the door.

The thirteen of them walked to the areas of their respective sects and glanced at the surviving monks.

After these Yuan Shen True Monarchs found out about the situation of their respective sects, their expressions were different, or they sighed, or nodded with satisfaction, or their faces were ugly.

Looking at the expressions of these true monarchs, Mo Bei could know the situation of that sect in the secret realm.

Of course, the true monarch with the most wonderful expression is none other than the Qiankun Demon Sect.

I saw that he was looking left and right, and after not seeing the person he was thinking about, his expression suddenly became extremely complicated.

From the surprise at the beginning, to doubt, to the anger at the end, there is also a trace of doubt.

This Yuan Shen True Monarch actually left angrily directly.

With a sneer in his heart, Mo Beicai fixed his eyes on the front.

Sweeping from Mo Bei and them one by one, Tianwei Patriarch muttered: "There are still five Jin Dan left, four Zhuji, and ......"

"Seven Qi cultivation disciples, well, not bad, not bad!" Tianwei Patriarch was surprised, and then looked very satisfied.

"Okay, now that the matter of the secret realm has been solved, the next thing is the matter of the Sword Alliance Daqing, and it should be possible to catch up soon in seven days. ”

Whispering, Tianwei Patriarch stretched out his hand and made a move, and suddenly the Dao light gushed out, enveloping Mo Bei and his party.

Suddenly, Mo Bei and the others appeared again in the dimensional cave heaven of the Tianwei Patriarch.

Rolling up the wind, the body of the Tianwei Patriarch trembled, turned into a rainbow light, and disappeared into the sky.

Next, other true monarchs also brought monks from their respective sects one after another. Got out of here.

Two days later. Patriarch Tianwei finally took Mobei and them. Back to the Roc Goldwing.

Because of the instructions of Patriarch Tianwei, the monks who participated in this operation, including Mo Bei, had to pretend that nothing had happened.

After a few days of flying, the Dapeng Goldfinch finally came to the depths of the Wenqu region with everyone.

The Dapeng Goldfinch Bird has crossed countless cities, mountains, and oceans. Finally, on this day, he came to the sphere of influence of the Huang Ting Sword Sect.

Everyone's eyes were looking ahead.

I saw that in front of me, there were mountain peaks, with no end in sight, densely packed.

Among them, there are also castles that are all blue and white, and they can feel the majestic atmosphere even though they are in the sky.

"That's the Huang Ting Sword Sect!" Tianwei Patriarch, who was standing in front of everyone, suddenly spoke.

Finally arrived at the Huang Ting Sword Sect!

Everyone showed more or less excitement. There are also some Zhuji Zhenxiu who are excited, but also have a hint of nervousness.

"Huang Ting Sword Sect!" looked at the mountain peaks that were getting closer and closer. Mo Bei's eyes showed a sharpness, as well as a different meaning.

"Go down!"

A soft cry came out, and the voice of the Tianwei Patriarch fell, and suddenly the Dapeng Golden-winged Bird swooped down and headed towards the mountain gate of the Huangting Sword Sect.

It only took a moment for the Roc Goldfinch to come to one of the peaks.

In front of this mountain peak, there stands a stone pillar that reaches to the sky, on which are carved four big characters - Huangting Sword Sect!

Without Patriarch Tianwei to speak, everyone took off and fell to the ground.

When the Tianwei Patriarch also fell, the Dapeng Golden-winged Bird suddenly stirred its wings, turned into a golden light, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Not long after the Dapeng Goldfinch flew away, a monk immediately appeared in front of them in Mobei.

"Welcome to all the distinguished guests of the Taixu Sword Sect to the Huangting Sword Sect. An old man in the center, facing the Tianwei Ancestor, smiled, and said very politely: "Tianwei senior, please come here!"

"Let's go!" Tianwei Ancestor nodded slightly, then took a step forward and walked in.

When the Tianwei Ancestor walked away, the old man also smiled at the others: "Everyone, please come in!"

Mo Bei and the others, under the leadership of this old man and other yellow-robed men, entered the Huang Ting Sword Sect.

The group walked on a bluestone staircase, looking east and west, curiously looking around.

Mo Bei looked around and found that in addition to the beautiful environment, the aura here was also extremely strong.

"No wonder the Huang Ting Sword Sect will set up a sect here, it's just an ordinary mountain, and the aura is so strong, I'm afraid the cave mansion of those disciples or elders will be even stronger!" Mo Bei sighed secretly.

Soon, under the leadership of these monks of the Huangting Sword Sect, Mobei and them finally came to a huge castle.

In front of the castle, there is a huge arch.

"Tianwei seniors, fellow Daoists, there are still three days before the Sword Alliance Daqing begins, you still need to stay here for a few days, and when the time comes, we will come to invite you. The old man said slowly.

"And here is the approximate map of our Huang Ting Sword Sect, except for some places marked with forbidden characters, the rest of the places, you can enter at will. ”

As he spoke, he took out a stack of thick drawings from the storage bag and distributed them to Mo Bei and the others.

"Tianwei seniors, as well as all the fellow Daoists, have also worked hard all the way, you can choose a room at random in this castle, and rest first, and I won't bother. ”

He suddenly remembered something, and added: "Old Qin Ping, if you have something, you can send some disciples to find me through Guò." ”

After speaking, the old man and those yellow-robed men bowed their hands to Tianwei Ancestor, Mo Bei and the others, and then said goodbye and left.

After they left, Tianwei Ancestor turned to look at Mo Bei and them, and said, "You each go and choose a room, and you can move freely before the celebration starts." ”

"Yes!"

Everyone nodded, and then they all stepped into the castle to find a better room.

Mo Bei didn't care, he found a nearby room at random and moved in.

The castle is very large, even the room selected by Mo Bei at random is also dozens of zhang in size, in addition to some wooden beds, tables, chairs and benches, there is also a one-person tall big tripod inside.

Sandalwood rose and filled the entire room, making Mo Bei, who had just entered here. I felt a sense of relief.

After glancing around the room. Mo Bei handed them the map that Qin Ping handed them before. Took it out.

When he came to the Huang Ting Sword Sect, he naturally wanted to take a good walk and see what was special about them here.

When you open the map, you will see mountain peaks and castles, which are marked with peaks and castles.

Most of the peaks and castles can be accessed. However, some of the more important places are marked with the word 'forbidden'.

"Well, the Huang Ting Sword Sect is really quite big, if it weren't for this map, I'm afraid I'd still be in the dark!"

"Although you can go to most places, these are some ordinary places, so I think it's better to take a look at their market first!"

After muttering a few words, Mo Bei's gaze quickly swept over the map, and suddenly fixed on the left corner, a place marked 'Huangtingfang City'.

"It's not far from here. Now that I have time, I'll go and have a look!" he said. Mo Bei walked out of the door directly and walked towards Huangtingfang City.

After passing through two mountain peaks, Mo Bei finally came to the Fang City of the Huang Ting Sword Sect.

As the Fang Market of the Huang Ting Sword Sect, it is naturally very large, occupying a circle of 100 miles and boundless.

Mo Bei walked on a long bluestone street dozens of zhang wide and I don't know how long, looking around, he couldn't help but exclaim.

Here, there are densely packed buildings, pavilions, palaces, and stone houses, all of which are of different shapes.

In these buildings, there are also a variety of names, Mingyue Pavilion, Yellow Crane Palace, boutique houses of various names emerge in an endless stream,

Many people come and go, the traffic is busy, bustling, as lively as a mortal bazaar.

Among these people, not only the monks of the Huangting Sword Sect, but also the monks of the Chongxiao Sword Sect and the Heaven and Earth Sword Sect were among them, and even Mo Bei met several disciples of the Taixu Sword Sect who were familiar with each other.

Obviously, because the celebration of the Sword Alliance has not yet begun, these heroes have gathered in this market.

"The people of the other sword sects have all come here, there must be a lot of rare treasures appearing in this city, maybe, I can also find other heaven and earth spirit objects from them!" Thinking about it, Mo Bei immediately squeezed into the crowd and walked through those shops one by one.

For a while, the sound of selling and bargaining was endless, which made Mo Bei really feel the popularity gathered by the Sword Alliance Daqing this time.

"This fellow Daoist, do you want a third-order magic weapon?"

"Fellow Daoist, don't go, five thousand spirit stones, just five thousand spirit stones, if you want it, this piece of fire cloud jade is yours. ”

"Alas, fellow Daoist, you also know that I am operating on a small scale, if it weren't for my sake because of your fate, I would never have sold it so cheaply. ”

......

Mo Bei walked on the road, listening to the monks who bargained with each other, and couldn't help but feel a little funny in his heart.

"You have to think about it, this is a thousand-year-old dragon's breath wood, a thousand-year-old dragon's breath wood, it's not an ordinary wood, two hundred and fifty thousand spirit stones are not expensive. ”

Suddenly, a voice fell into Mo Bei's ears, which immediately made his eyes condense, and his joy flashed.

"Millennial Dragon's Breath!"

"There it is!"

Sweeping around, Mo Bei found that in a shop, a bearded boss was discussing with a young monk of the Chongxiao Sword Sect.

"Two hundred and fifty thousand, even if it is a thousand-year-old dragon breath wood, it doesn't need to be so expensive!" the young monk frowned and said, "If it's one hundred and fifty thousand, I can still consider it." ”

"Fellow Daoist, how can 150,000 you be able to buy a thousand-year-old dragon breath wood. The boss smiled wryly and said, "I have the most, and the most I can do is to reduce it by another 30,000 and sell it to you at 220,000." ”

The young monk shook his head, saying that it was still too expensive, and wanted to make the other party reduce it a little more.

But the boss refused to reduce the price any longer, and in desperation, the young monk had no choice but to give up and go to another shop.

Just when the boss sighed and wanted to take back the thousand-year-old dragon breath wood, Mo Bei suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Fellow Daoist, what do you want to sell? I have ...... here" The boss smiled and hurriedly introduced to Mo Bei what his shop was selling.

Mo Bei smiled slightly and said, "I want the thousand-year-old dragon breath wood in your hand." (To be continued......)