Leaving the tavern, Xue Zhen unconsciously flashed a hint of joy, and slightly discerned the direction, Xue Zhen turned left and right, and walked out of about two or three hours, Xue Zhen came to such a more elegant place, pouring the house.

Xue Zhen, who walked in, walked out of the Dumping Zhai after about half a day, the expression on his face was quite solemn, and there was even a little depression, and he muttered secretly in his heart at this moment:

"This canal city and the extremely grand place near it belong to a force organization called Qinghao Xianmen, and such a big interface, the immortal domain it belongs to, the name is Qionglian Immortal Domain, this immortal domain name is really not heard from the previous impression, what kind of place did this little old man bring me to!"

Thinking of this, Xue Zhen couldn't help but face a kind of confusion, a kind of unsolvable confusion, but when the matter came, Xue Zhen could only continue his own way, he believed that one day, he would be able to understand the final truth of the matter.

Thinking about it, Xue Zhen didn't know how long he had walked or how far he had walked, and suddenly, Xue Zhen, who came back to his senses, saw a relatively huge golden gate, on both sides of the gate, two golden-armored guards with long axes and giant whips standing quietly, compared to those at the city gate, they were obviously much more energetic and more focused.

Two gold-armored guards guarding such a vermilion giant gate is only half-hidden, there is a huge plaque hanging on the top of the door, on which the four lines of the text "Qinghao Xianmen" carved with magic seals are flashing bright, and the style is very, and this relatively grand building covers a wide area, actually more than 100,000 acres, and it is impossible for the general mansion to reach such a large size.

At this moment, Xue Zhen secretly calculated, and found that he had come to the jurisdiction palace gate of such a canal city, and the so-called city lord should be in this jurisdiction palace gate.

On the side of the palace gate, a double-height stone tablet stood steadily, and the columns of spiritual texts on it flickered and brightened, Xue Zhen just swept it away, and found that it was about the wine competition mentioned by Ling Zilang in Qingkhmer, and he smiled unconsciously, and saw the attached name below, a name, fresh drunk dream, and it was impressive.

"This should be the name of that city lord!" Xue Zhen pondered.

However, at this moment, Xue Zhen's ears moved slightly, and from the half-hidden vermilion gate, two voices faintly came out.

"Cheng Liu...... Let you take care of the black fantasy mourning...... Come back ......."

"That'...... Tedious...... Change ......"

"No......"

Subsequently, Xue Zhen's ears could no longer hear the voices in the palace gate even if Xue Zhen's mana was urged to the limit, but Xue Zhen was interested in the black illusion mourning music vaguely mentioned, and suddenly looked at the bright white sky on his head, an invisible divine thought fluctuation flickered, Xue Zhen nodded again, and walked away, actually going straight into the palace gate.

However, at this time, the two golden-armored guards immediately pressed down their long axes and giant whips, blocking Xue Zhen's way, and Xue Zhen immediately spoke to the two of them.

"Trouble the city lord, Xue Zhen asks to see him!"

Xue Zhen directly shouted loudly, his voice was high-pitched, although the corresponding forbidden array was set up in the palace gate, the prohibition of the forbidden array did not have any forbidden effect, and Xue Zhen's shouting suddenly spread to the palace gate.

Seeing this, the two golden-armored guards looked at each other, they were just low-level guards, and the entry and exit of this gate must rely on the things that cleared the customs, and they dared to block it by relying on the power of the palace gate, and the golden-armored guard with a whip who was a little more daring took a breath lightly, and replied:

"Senior! This is just the entrance to the side hall of this immortal gate, if you have something to visit, please ask your seniors to go out of the front door!"

Hearing the other party's refusal, Xue Zhen's face remained unchanged, he didn't force his way in, he didn't retreat, he just stood on the steps in front of the door, his smile was shallow, and the two golden armor guards didn't expect the other party to stay here, and they couldn't help but look embarrassed.

That is, between three or four breaths, Xue Zhen's ears moved slightly, and soon, two unhurried footsteps came, even though Xue Zhen's divine thoughts were contained outside the prohibition, he could still distinguish it, and immediately retreated half a step, and the vermilion door was also opened casually.

At this time, a man in a white shirt wearing a golden robe and looking heroic walked in front, and the monk on the other side was dressed in a green robe, with a more correct silhouette, and a little Sven atmosphere was revealed between his eyebrows. The cultivation of these two people, the white-shirted man Xue Zhen couldn't see clearly, but the green-shirted man next to him looked like a third-order human immortal.

"Who are you!, Qinghao Immortal Gate must not be wild!" the man in green shirt shouted loudly first.

"Cheng Liu!" the white-shirted man whispered, then his eyes fell on Xue Zhen, and said like this:

"Xue Daoyou, why did you come to ask for a meeting?"

"The junior Xue Zhen visited the seniors, and Xue came here to compete for wine!" Xue Zhen immediately saluted the man in white shirt and said lightly.

"It's just a novice-level human immortal who wants to covet this position as a guest secretary, it's just delusional!" The man in green shirt next to him was unceremonious, and immediately ridiculed Xue Zhen.

Xue Zhen listened, of course, his heart was extremely uncomfortable, but he didn't come out, and when the man in white shirt heard this, he immediately glared at the man in green shirt next to him, and said to the man in green shirt:

"Lu Chengliu, go and get busy with your business!"

Then, the man in the white shirt immediately put on an inviting posture and said to Xue Zhen:

"Xue Daoyou, come in and talk, the contemptible person is indeed condescending to the position of the city lord, and he is rarely drunk!"

After getting the other party's confirmation, Xue Zhen smiled briefly, but the man in green shirt named Lu Chengliu did not go far, and as Xue Zhen walked in with his drunken dream, he also followed along, which also made Xue Zhen feel quite weird.

Such a dialogue between a golden immortal and a human immortal, in Xue Zhen's opinion, should never be like this, the wanton and domineering of the man in the green shirt Lu Chengliu, as if he was a golden immortal, and the city lord, Jin Xian Drunken Dream is also so easy-going that Xue Zhen feels a little incredible, such a situation should be an explanation, Xue Zhen secretly thought that people have followed the footsteps of Xian Drunken Dream to the back of the vermilion gate, and Lu Chengliu followed suit, and followed.

In this canal city, the side hall of the palace gate of Qinghao Xianmen is not big, built antique, some flowers and plants are carved and hung up, some spiritual mantras appear in the beams in the hall, pillars and other places, the style is not lost in the elegant style, the city lord, Jin Xian Xian drunk dream soon sat in the position of the head, Xue Zhen and Lu Chengliu were arranged on both sides of the hall.