"Oh, could it be that Mo Xiaoyou has also heard of the name of the old man. He Qi asked jokingly.

Mo Luo said: "The juniors listen to Yi Hanzhong, and Elder Yi has mentioned the names of the seniors. Elder Yi is in the city, do you want to go and see it. ”

This time really surprised He Qi, "I didn't expect Yi Daoyou to be an elder of your sect, and he couldn't hide it!"

"Elder Yi only joined my sect last month to become an elder of the outer sect, and it is reasonable that the Shenhuo seniors don't know. ”

After a few more brief questions, He Qi got into the carriage.

The monk who was driving the car shook the rope, and after the carriage floated up slightly by a foot, it slowly accelerated and flew forward, without a trace of bumps!

A moment later, a city with a radius of hundreds of miles appeared in front of He Qi's eyes.

The line of sight was seen through the one-way transparent tent, and even if it was not used by the spiritual eye, it was not affected at all.

Just look at the city gate on a boulder, impressively carved 'Purple Mandala City' three big characters, the handwriting is strong and powerful, it should be from the hands of a famous artist.

"Senior! This is the Purple Altar City. Our trip is Yakexuan! It is built on the spiritual vein of this city, it is one of the best spiritual places, and it is also the place where our sect receives distinguished guests, and only people like our predecessors are qualified to enter the mastery, and no matter how many spirit stones others pay, they are not qualified to move in. ”

The monk surnamed Wu said respectfully outside the car.

After hearing this, He Qi in the car only nodded slightly, and his hand slapped lightly on his knee.

The Xuanling Sect and the Niyue Royal Family organized this conference, naturally striving for perfection, and the best spiritual land in the city must have been controlled by them a long time ago, all of which was naturally reasonable.

Of course, He Qi also knew that he was only one of the top in this stay, but it was certainly not the top.

This conference also attracted the monks of the Returning Origin Realm to come, and the limited top-level residence must be to keep these seniors.

After a cup of tea, the carriage came to a slow stop in front of a small mansion!

The monk surnamed Wu waited like a faithful servant to get off the car, and four pretty mortal maidservants were already waiting on the side.

"Shenhuo senior, junior can only send you here, this mansion is the residence of our sect in Purple Altar City for free during the auction conference. These four girls are the slaves and maids waiting for you, if the seniors feel that the call is good, wait for the end of the auction meeting, and take these four girls away. ”

"Spring Flowers"

"Natsuho"

"Autumn Fragrance"

"Winter Snow"

"I have seen the old immortals, I wish the old immortals, heaven and earth live together, and the magic power is boundless. ”

The four maidservants said in unison.

It was early summer, and the weather was relatively hot, and the four maidservants, who had been given very vulgar names, were all dressed thinly. The chic palace dress reveals a snow-white chest and the seductive shape of the undulating peaks can be seen under the thin clothes.

The fantasia of a mortal woman is too short, and in just a few years, she will lose the natural youthful luster of her face, and she must be disguised with gouache.

Fortunately, mortals can grow as fast as leeks, cutting stubble and growing stubble.

Home from home, this absolute home away from home!

Mansions, beauties.

The Xuanling Sect has done a very good job in receiving the monks of the Quartet, of course, this is also the treatment that only the Dragon and Tiger monks have.

After the dragon and tiger monks entered the city, they had to strictly abide by various systems, and they went to rent a cave house with a lot of prices compared to usual.

He Qi let go of his divine sense, and the spiritual power floating in this mansion was several times thicker than outside.

An artificial waterfall controlled by a magic circle splashed down from a stone mountain several feet high, and the water was not loud, flowing into a small lake ten acres wide.

The weeping willows by the lake have new skills, dancing lightly with the wind, and the koi fish in the lake are playing among the lotus leaves.

"Old fairy, you flew from afar, are you tired, do you want to rest for half a day?" asked Chunhua shyly.

In an instant, He Qi returned to the scene where the Tianyan Sword Sect was staying in the Immortal Courtyard with Zhang Xun in nearby Guangyang City.

"I'm not busy, the old man is sitting over there, maybe there will be a guest coming to the door soon!" He Qi shook his head and said, the big thing he was planning at the moment was not at all, and he didn't have that leisurely sexual interest.

If you are courteous to others, you must ask for something;

The Xuanling Sect must have a purpose in greeting the Dragon and Tiger Monks of the Quartet so warmly, so He Qi concluded that Mo Luo's future visit by the Xuanling Sect Master was probably not an empty word.

"Xia He, you go outside the door and hang up the banquet sign, so that the masters who are interested in visiting the old immortal will know!"

"Qiu Xiang and I blow the flute together, stroke the qin, you dance in the winter snow for a while, and relieve the boredom of the old fairy"

On the side of the water, the faint fragrance of lotus flowers lingers in the nose, the sound of the hole flute whines, such as resentment, such as crying, such as complaining, the lyre, like a stream of clear springs, the two are one and the same, very pleasant.

A flute, a piano, a dancer, and a shoulder massage, this day should be comfortable in the eyes of mortals, this is the day of the rich and noble who has no ambition and only likes comfort.

But the same thing is not the same thing in the eyes of the monks.

"Shenhuo Daoist, don't come to harm, I didn't expect that Brother Dao just arrived in Zi Tan City, and he didn't give himself a moment of rest and entertainment, presumably because he had the ambition of thousands of miles, admire and admire"

As soon as the voice fell, an unhappy light came in from the entrance of the courtyard, but after it fell, it was not the sect master of the Xuanling Sect, but Yi Hanzhong and Jiang Meng, whom he met in the thunderstorm.

"Xiaomeng knew that Shenhuo Daoist had arrived in Purple Mandala City, and he was clamoring to come to visit Daoist friends. Yi Hanzhong said with a smile on his face.

"Jiang Meng has seen the Divine Fire Master"

He Qi was slightly stunned, when did he become a Shenhuo master?

Last time, he was still a Shenhuo senior, but last time he vaguely said that he was too old to know Dingxian Shitai, so he had to nod his head slightly, which can be regarded as the identity of this master.

Time and earthly events slowly wear away the personality of a person who is not very good.

It will also wear away her limited aura and the edges and corners that are not very clear.

When he was not a dragon and tiger monk, Jiang Meng was still a girl, dreaming of a girl, although a little vain, but still a little aura, after decades of experience, he had already worn away that little aura, and now he is still competing with another woman for favor, evenly smearing his face with a bit of a philistine.

"Jiang Meng, you tied the knot with Wu Xiaoyou, the last time we met in a hurry, Uncle Shi was very old, I forgot to give you a backup gift, now I will make up for you!"

He flipped his hand, and there was an extra piece of top-grade spiritual weapon-level jade hairpin in his palm, with a unique shape, this thing can provide limited automatic protection, and it can top twenty or thirty thousand lower-grade spirit stones, and it is between the value of two and three high-grade spirit stones when replaced by high-grade spirit stones.

He Qi prepared these worthless low-level treasures, so that he could get his hands on them when he wanted to reward the younger generations one day.

"Thank you Uncle Shenhuo" After Jiang Meng took it, he smiled and couldn't help but be happy.

Born in a casual cultivation, every spirit stone she has not come by easily, and if she is really strong, she will not choose a man who will compete with her for favor to marry.

"Let Brother Dao break the bank!" Yi Hanzhong's expression was much calmer.

(End of chapter)