When Fang Zixuan counted the number of cities that passed between Honeysuckle City and Lakeside City, he knew why the person just now said that it was a lot of money. Because the distance between these two cities is three times that of Qingyunmen and Lakeside City. Fortunately, there are a lot of lower-grade spirit stones in his storage ring, otherwise he would have changed to an ordinary Qingyunmen disciple, but I am afraid that there will not be so many spirit stones to go back to Qingyunmen. Who would bring so many spirit stones with them if they were training outside?

After reading this route map, the dark clouds in Fang Zixuan's heart had disappeared without a trace. It seems that Lao Ruo's ability to travel through space is not too bad, and he has not passed himself too far. Fang Zixuan completely forgot that he had just scolded Lao Ruo for passing himself on so wrongly.

"Little fairy, we will be able to go back soon. Fang Zixuan said to Hu Yuexian.

"No hurry, no hurry. Hu Yuexian waved her little paw disapprovingly. It's rare to go out once, why are you in such a hurry to go back?

Fang Zixuan, who was in a good mood, took Hu Yuexian to wander around.

Walking around, Fang Zixuan suddenly saw a familiar plaque.

Qing Ming Ju.

It seems that the tea maid is right, this Qingming House really has branches in many big cities.

"Let's go, little fairy, let's go in and have tea. Fang Zixuan walked into this Qingming house with great interest.

Ling tea, Hu Yuexian naturally drank it, and she liked it quite much, because Ji Qianqian and Zhang Jiayue's tea art was okay.

In the private room, the tea maid was a little surprised to see that Hu Yuexian was actually drinking tea, but seeing Hu Yuexian so beautiful and cute, she couldn't help but praise her.

Hu Yuexian raised her head proudly and said, "Of course, Miss Ben is the most beautiful and lovely in the world." ”

The tea maid didn't understand Hu Yuexian's words, but seeing her smug appearance, she couldn't help but stretch out her hand to touch her head.

Hu Yuexian did not resist this, although she was just a tea maid, her appearance was really good, and in the ordinary small sect, she was also the object of crush or pursuit by many male disciples.

It's so comfortable to the touch!

The tea maid was instantly addicted to it.

When she came to her senses, she found that she actually held Hu Yuexian in her arms.

Seeing Fang Zixuan looking at himself and laughing, the tea maid hurriedly put down Hu Yuexian and said, "Son, I'm sorry, it's really rude." ”

"It's fine. Fang Zixuan said disapprerovingly, as long as Hu Yuexian didn't resist, Fang Zixuan didn't care.

After that, the tea maid finally remembered her duties, so she reluctantly put down Hu Yuexian, and then began to make tea.

After drinking tea, the tea maid hugged Hu Yuexian and sent Fang Zixuan out of Qingmingju, and finally reluctantly returned Hu Yuexian to Fang Zixuan.

While visiting Honeysuckle City, Fang Zixuan heard some people talking about a person, a disciple of a small sect from time to time. Because this person comprehended the artistic conception in the middle of Wuhou, the same artistic conception of destruction as Fang Zixuan.

When talking about this person, those scattered cultivators were full of envy, and they comprehended the artistic conception in the middle of Wuhou, and if they were replaced, it was enough to be happy to die if they could comprehend the law in the middle of Wuhou.

Originally, this matter must have been kept secret, but in an accident, the man used a destructive mood, and then the matter slowly spread. As a result, this person rarely left the sect to experience since then, and even when he went out, a group of elders followed him secretly, for fear that he would have an accident. Unless it was the Martial King, it would be difficult for ordinary people to kill him, because his own strength had already surpassed that of the elders in the sect.

"Hmph, Wuhou only comprehended the artistic conception in the middle of the period, it's really stupid. Hu Yuexian shouted.

Fortunately, no one here understands the beast language, otherwise Fang Zixuan is afraid that he will die of a headache. If Wuhou comprehended the artistic conception in the early stage and was still stupid, then these Wuhou who have not comprehended the law in the perfect realm are not as good as pigs?

A few days later, Fang Zixuan left Honeysuckle City on the Spirit Boat. The direction of the spirit boat is southwest.

After some time, the spirit boat landed in a certain city. Fang Zixuan walked around the city for a few days as usual. And that's exactly what some people want. Passengers wandering around the city for a few days will always buy something more or less, and even if they don't buy it, they will always want food, drink and accommodation. The owners behind these spirit boats, they not only operate the spirit boat, but also run restaurants, inns, clothing stores or something.

Every time he went to a city, Fang Zixuan went to buy some spiritual wine and spiritual tea as usual. Wang Wenguang is probably still angry, and Ji Qianqian, the future teacher, must be flattered often. Of course, Fang Zixuan didn't forget Hu Yuexian, anyway, he would always buy some of the special spiritual food in each place for Hu Yuexian.

With so many expenses added up, if you change the ordinary disciples of a small sect, you would have gone bankrupt a long time ago, but Fang Zixuan is not among them.

One day, Fang Zixuan came to a big city called Yuyin City.

As soon as he got off the Spirit Boat, Fang Zixuan suddenly felt a noise rush into his ears.

"Haha, I'm finally in Aftersound City. ”

"Why are you so happy?"

"You're new here, aren't you? Don't you know that in five months' time, there will be a musical feast here?"

"A musical feast?"

"The origin of the city's name comes from the aftersound. You know what the aftermath meant? The reason why the concert five months later was a feast was because it was only held once every 300 years, and many music lovers would come from far and wide. Hey, music lovers in general, who do you think it would be?

"Oh, got it, got it. Someone looked at him with a look of sudden realization.

Most of the average music lovers are women, and among these women, even if some of them are not very good-looking, they can't stand the temperament they have cultivated by being immersed in music for a long time. Compared with appearance, many warriors pay more attention to temperament. There are many women with good looks, but there are obviously many fewer with good temperament, especially among these people, there are many people with good looks and temperament, which is what those male martial artists pay the most attention to. Of course, they are just watching from the audience, and most people don't have the strength to pursue them.

"Villain, there's a lot to see, let's not go, let's go after reading it. Hu Yuexian wrote excitedly.

"Okay, I'll listen to Xiao Xian'er, and I'll leave after reading it. Fang Zixuan said with a smile, because he had already planned to do so. For music, especially these music similar to ancient Chinese music, Fang Zixuan is still quite interested. Especially the qin, that is, the guqin. Originally, the guqin has always been called the qin, but in modern times, in order to distinguish it from foreign pianos, they have changed their name to the guqin. For this name change, Fang Zixuan felt a little uncomfortable, the oldest musical instrument that has lasted for more than 3,000 years, the representative of ancient Chinese musical instruments, the first of the four arts, was casually renamed by some unsuccessful descendants. Some people think it's okay to change their name, but Fang Zixuan always feels very uncomfortable. This is like a big family that has been inherited for a long time, and suddenly forcibly changed its surname because it wanted to avoid the surname of a celebrity who had just emerged abroad, which is very similar to forgetting its ancestors.

Although the concert is still five months away, there are already many people talking about it. Even Fang Zixuan saw two groups of women walking by, and among these women, some women's temperament was obviously different from that of ordinary women, looking at it, Fang Zixuan found that they had two points of the temperament of the woman in white.

I wonder if the woman in white will come to this concert? Fang Zixuan couldn't help but have this kind of expectation in his heart.