The street is dimly lit, and a small wine shed is built around the corner, with good tea and wine warm in the pot, and the white smell of wine transmits the aroma of wine to Guo Yi's nose.

There was a man in a Confucian shirt sitting in the wine shed, and he was drinking quite elegantly, like a Confucian student drinking tea.

The man looked to be only about twenty years old, holding a wine glass in one hand and a yellowed ancient book in the other, his expression was very focused, and it was not until Guo Yi walked into the wine shed that he withdrew his gaze from the ancient book.

As if he had expected Guo Yi to walk in, he had already set up the wine glass on the other side of the wine table, and smiled at Guo Yi: "Please take a seat." ”

Guo Yi glanced at the man in the Confucian shirt, and immediately felt a dangerous aura, although the other party's expression was quite close and gentle, and there was no half-mannered, but this dangerous aura appeared in Guo Yi's heart.

It's a very strange feeling, unspeakable, but real, like the feeling of an animal encountering a predator.

The voice of the ancient Buddha of Jiaye sounded in Guo Yi's ears: "He is coming for you, leave this place immediately, this person is not something you can deal with." ”

"Do you think you can leave?"

Guo Yi smiled at the man in the Confucian shirt, then sat opposite him, picked up the wine glass on the table, tasted it lightly, and said, "It's really good wine." ”

When the owner of the wine shed heard Guo Yi's words, he smiled back, as if few people praised his wine so much. But the moment he turned around, Guo Yi saw that the person who warmed the wine for him turned out to be a white bone, he was wearing an ordinary cloth clothes, there was not a drop of flesh and blood on his body, the white bones were very old, and he didn't know how to crawl out of that grave.

Guo Yi felt cold in his palms, and looked at the wine glass in his hand again, but he couldn't take a sip again.

When the man in the Confucian shirt saw Guo Yi, who was pale but calm, he admired the courage of this young man, if other people encountered such a strange scene, I am afraid that they would faint directly.

The man in the Confucian shirt played with his wine glass and said with a smile, "Have you been to the royal city of Hase?"

"Been there. Guo Yi felt that the other party seemed to be able to see through his heart, and there was nothing to hide.

The man in the Confucian shirt nodded with satisfaction: "Then do you know who killed the people in the mansion?"

Guo Yi said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "I don't know." ”

"Then why did you go to the Taishi's Mansion?"

Guo Yi gently patted the table to relieve the pressure on his body and mind, and said, "I really don't think there is any need to tell you this." ”

In fact, Guo Yi also suspected that it was related to Li Xiaoyan's brothers and sisters, but he was only suspicious, and he was not a person who betrayed his friends, even if it was really related to Li Yuan's brothers and sisters, he would never tell the man in the Confucian shirt.

"No one has ever dared not answer my question, you are the first. ”

The man in the Confucian shirt flashed with murderous intent and still had a smile on his face, but the wine in his glass had turned to ice. The skeletal skeleton who was warming the wine glanced over and went back to his wine.

Guo Yi suddenly felt that his whole body could not move, as if his whole body was frozen, and even breathing became difficult. The man in the Confucian shirt just looked at Guo Yi with his eyes, which made him uncomfortable to death.

The man in the Confucian shirt smiled, "If you don't tell me, you'll die today." ”

"I told you, there will be people who will die, right?" Guo Yi asked rhetorically.

"You're quite right. ”

"Then I can't tell you. ”

Guo Yi jumped up from his seat and wanted to break through the wine shed to escape from here, but was grabbed by the man in a Confucian shirt and ripped off by his calf. The man in the Confucian shirt had no smile on his face, his face was full of murder, and he said, "I hate people who say goodbye in front of me." ”

The man in the Confucian shirt turned dark green in his eyes, his eyes were full of magic, and he shot out a green light, staring at Guo Yi, and then leaned out a hand, wanting to open his scalp and reach into Guo Yi's brain.

At this moment, the two immortal gates in Guo Yi's body slowly rotated, and the speed of rotation became faster and faster, and finally turned into a Tai Chi pattern. The two immortal sect illusioned Tai Chi suddenly flew out of his body and imprinted towards the man in Confucian shirts.

After the man in the Confucian shirt saw the Tai Chi pattern, his face changed slightly, and he exclaimed: "Liangyi Immortal Body ......"

The man in the Confucian shirt quickly retreated, and the finger prints in his hand were shot out one after another, and a ghost shadow of Dao Senran flew out, but as soon as the ghost shadow came into contact with the Tai Chi pattern, it instantly turned into a cloud of black smoke. The Tai Chi pattern shines brighter, as if it is about to completely wrap the man in the Confucian shirt.

"Undetermined ghost beads, break all the laws, seal!"

In the hand of the man in the Confucian shirt, there was an extra fist-sized black ghost bead, and the ghost bead was engraved with a mysterious pattern, and a bone mountain rushed out of it and hit the Tai Chi pattern.

"Boom!"

The bone mountain shattered, the ghost bead cracked a gap, and the man in the Confucian shirt took nine steps back, and the skin on his body almost cracked. Guo Yi's body was also shocked, a mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth, and the light of the Tai Chi pattern also dimmed.

The white bones of winemaking, looking at the Tai Chi pattern, showed meaningful eyes, looked at the sky, and said to the man in Confucian shirts: "The Forbidden City Lord has discovered us and is rushing over, if you don't leave, you won't be able to leave!"

The murderous intent in the eyes of the man in the Confucian shirt was unprecedentedly intense, and he finally left decisively, not wanting to face Ji Youran at this time.

Guo Yi took back the two immortal gates, feeling that the bones in his whole body were going to be broken, and at this time, even an ordinary person who didn't know martial arts could kill him.

When Ji Youran arrived, he saw Guo Yi sitting cross-legged on the ground pranayama, and the man in the Confucian shirt and the wine shed on the street had disappeared.

Ji Youran's eyes were cold, and the iron sword in her hand made a terrifying long roar, she seemed to have found something from the remaining traces, and said coldly: "Wuding Ghost Bead, there will not be more than three people in the younger generation of White Bone Mountain who have such cultivation, could it be a Confucian ghost boy?"

On the top of a mountain a hundred miles away, the man in the Confucian shirt and the white bone skeleton looked at the Forbidden City from afar, watching an incomparable sword intent rush straight into the sky, illuminating most of the city, as if to warn someone.

The man in the Confucian shirt clenched his palms, looked at the amorphous ghost bead that was broken by the Taiji pattern, and said sharply: "If it weren't for my amorphous ghost bead being broken by the immortal gate of the Liangyi Immortal Body, I would have wanted to fight Ji Youran head-on." ”

The white bone skeleton made a dry sound, like bones rubbing, and said quite succinctly, "The odds are not good." ”

The man in the Confucian shirt also knew that he was telling the truth, even if he was in his heyday, it would be almost impossible to win Ji Youran, but he would not be so embarrassed to escape like today.

"The legend is true, the Liangyi Immortal Body is the nemesis of our ghost gate, this young man has not fully set foot on the path of cultivating immortals to break my uncertain ghost bead, and he must not be allowed to grow up. ”

On the top of the mountain, the ghost is overflowing. By the next morning, the whole mountain had become a dead place.

At noon, the scorching sun baked the earth like a fireball.

A bronze ancient boat flew out of the Forbidden City, and the ancient boat was led by nine dragons, each of which was extremely huge, and its roar shook the heavens and the earth. Jiaolong was tied to nine huge iron cables, each of which was the thickness of a person's waist, pitch black and cold, and runes intertwined on the iron cables, flashing with dazzling brilliance.

The Nine Jiao Flying Boat is like a meteor breaking through the sky, shuttling on the earth, between the white clouds, flying thousands of miles away in the blink of an eye, and it can travel three million miles a day.

Guo Yi stood at the bow of the boat and looked up at the sky, but found that there were still clouds above the clouds, and he didn't know how heavy the sky was.

The Great World of the Ancient Xuanyu is a spiritual world, with strange beasts flying above the clouds, strange birds soaring, and often you can see whirlwinds whistling in the sky, and occasionally you can be surprised to find a quaint palace suspended above the clouds, drifting into the distance.

It's a mysterious world, and a lot of new things are gradually revealed.

"Where is the Wumeng?" Guo Yi felt that the Jiujiao Flying Boat was flying eastward, and he didn't know where it would be the end.

The red clothes fluttered on the bow of the boat, beautiful like a painting, Ji Youran said: "The headquarters of the Wumeng is in Shengwu Mountain, and Shengwu Mountain is in the middle of Nanling. ”

"Then we should fly north, why east?" Guo Yi was surprised, the Ghost Mountain Range was in the extreme south of the Ancient Xuan Domain Great World, and if you want to go to Nanling, you naturally have to go north.

Ji was silent.

Yan Hongxian really couldn't listen to Guo Yi's idiotic question, so she explained: "Nanling and the Ghost Mountain Range are separated by eighteen large mountain ranges, a total distance of more than three billion miles, even if the Jiujiao Flying Boat has to fly for two years to cross, do you think two years is a short time?"

Yan Hongxian was born in the Immortal Spirit Palace, and naturally knew more than Guo Yi, a hillbilly from this small world.

Although Guo Yi already knew that the Gu Xuan Domain was very large, he was still shocked again, flying the Jiujiao Flying Boat for one day is equivalent to a mortal walking a lifetime distance, flying for two years is not a mortal to walk hundreds of lifetimes.

Guo Yi swallowed a mouthful of saliva, for some reason, in front of two women comparable to immortals, he, the only male, could never show masculinity, but seemed to be a head shorter than these two women.

Even if he breathed in a low voice, Guo Yi endured it, greeted him with a smile, and continued to ask, "Senior sister, where are we going?"

Yan Hong's tears are fresh and refined, like a hibiscus out of the water, slim and elegant, and said lightly: "Naturally, I went to the Guxian Ferry and took the Wanjiao Flying Boat, the speed of the Wanjiao Flying Boat is a hundred times that of the Jiujiao Flying Boat, and I can reach Nanling in a few days." ”

Three million miles away from the Forbidden City, there is a city named "Gu Xian". Gu Xian City is known as the largest city in the Ghost Mountain Range, and legend has it that it was built by the ancient immortals.

Gu Immortal City is suspended above the clouds, it is a city in the sky, stretching for nine thousand miles, all of which are the city range of Gu Immortal City, and the glow on it is soaring to the sky, and birds are circling.

Outside the city is the Guxian Ferry, the ferry is full of people, the carriages and horses are dense, and it is very lively, all of them are borrowing people to Nanling.

The Wanjiao flying boat sails once a month, and it sets sail at sunset every day.

Ji Youran took Guo Yi and Yan Hongxian and waited in Gu Xian City for three days before arriving at the day of the Wanjiao Flying Boat Ferry. On this day, the figures of Gu Immortal City were overwhelming, densely packed, and stood in the sky for dozens of miles.