"Is your news really fake?" asked a cardinal in the restaurant.

"The news of the birth of the ancient ruins has been posted all over the streets and alleys of Dingdong City overnight, can it be fake?" I saw a monk wearing the same robes replied indifferently.

Judging from the clothes of the two, they should be brothers from the same sect.

"It is said that it was the city lord of Dingdong who first discovered this ancient ruin, when the ruins were not fully revealed, and they were still recovering, so the city lord of Dingdong arranged for many cronies, set up a phantom array, and blocked the entire ruins. ”

"Really, how can anyone find out about it?"

"I don't know about this, anyway, it was discovered by someone, and then the city lord of Dingdong was forced to withdraw the formation. ”

The two monks drank for a while, and the few words of idle talk reminded Mo Chen of the scene when the city lord of the Eastern Capital and the city lord of Dingdong played against each other in the desert before, and it seemed that the person who spread the news must be the side of the city lord of the Eastern Capital.

"Since this ruin is so mysterious, then how can it be the turn of us little fish and shrimp, didn't the great power in the sect grab it earlier?"

"You don't know this, those great powers have already made a move, but they have fought equally, and no one can help anyone, and they are afraid of destroying the pattern of the ruins, so they retreat one after another, and simply wait for half a month, so that after the ruins are completely recovered, the juniors in the sect will compete for one or two. ”

Hearing this, Mo Chen also suddenly realized, no wonder there are countless foreign monks in this Dingdong City, but there are no people who can dominate the sky with one hand.

After that, the two brothers took advantage of the wine and began to talk nonsense, and Mochen saw that there was no nutrition, so he didn't continue to listen.

Take a sip of sake, it is extraordinarily clear, with a sweet aftertaste in the mouth, and the body and mind are refreshed.

The rare free time, Mo Chen cherished it even more, only to feel that Ye Deyuan's thoughts touched him a lot, and he should probably find a time to sort out what he felt and understood, and even more so to recall what he wanted.

After drinking the sake, Mochen got up and left, and the surrounding topics were all about the strangeness of the revival of the ancient ruins, and it was inevitable that it would be boring to listen to it too much.

............

After coming out of the restaurant, Mochen wandered around the city and settled his heart.

Maybe Ye Deyuan touched him too deeply, or he was too tired all the way, and now he has rare leisure, but the mysterious and mysterious feeling has always lingered, which makes him so troubled.

Mochen walked and stopped, walking leisurely, looking at the mountains and waters, looking at the clouds and clouds, as if he had returned to the secret realm of the emperor's family, the Orion boy who liked to look at the clouds.

In the blink of an eye, the day has passed, and night has fallen again.

The moon is bright and the stars are scarce, looking around, a bright moon in the center of the lake, and the lanterns on the lake, lighting into fun.

Mo Chen slowly walked to the hub of the city, where there was a long river running through the east and west of the city.

The river is full of stars, singing and piano sounds, floating on the lake, so that even the fish in the lake water also emerge from the water from time to time, open their fish lips to swallow the snacks floating on the water.

A steel dragon ship, from the painting boat, shuttled back and forth, and finally stopped at the port.

This is the most luxurious restaurant in Dingdong City, called "Dragon Pavilion", and there are monks who can fade away from the mundane, and the carp turns into a dragon.

The dragon boat is about a thousand zhang long and wide from the dragon's head to the dragon's tail, and there is no end in sight, several Qionglou jade Yu stand on the dragon's body, and thousands of fire beads reflect the soft light, soaked in golden brilliance.

What is even more intoxicating is the towering pavilion, reflected in the lake, lingering with misty waves and clouds, with a majestic momentum that runs through the blue sky.

Even the golden cast wall of Qionglou, under the wall painting and whitewash of hand-painted landscape paintings, shows an antique and simple weight, giving people an incomparable sense of shock.

Mo Chen didn't feel distressed, and directly took out a heaven-level spirit stone and handed it to the outer cabinet manager of Hualong Pavilion.

It's not that he is generous, but that the earth-level spirit stones have all been thrown into the teleportation circle at the barren tower, and the spirit stones in his own ring are only heaven-level spirit stones.

However, compared to the value of this Heavenly Rank Spirit Stone, Mo Chen preferred to be able to get a place where he could cultivate with peace of mind, and at this time, he was too short of time to cultivate.

The heavenly step spirit stone was shining brightly, and the frightened steward exclaimed "ah", and hurriedly stretched out his hands and desperately covered the brilliance of the spirit stone.

"The adults come in quickly and follow the little ones. The steward kept bowing his head and bowed his waist, and almost let Mochen step on himself.

Mo Chen smiled bitterly, although this was not his intention, but it also had some effect, the monks along the way gave him three points, and the steward who took the lead in front was also diligent, explaining to Mo Chen the hinterland of the "Hualong Pavilion" they were about to go to, "Xuanjiugong Pavilion".

Guan asked Mochen to go to the Yigong Pavilion in advance, and Mochen looked up, the three words "Qiangong Pavilion" are simple and neat, with one stroke at a time, both rigid and soft.

Mochen looks far away, only to see the Qiangong Pavilion, between the pavilions and buildings, the gap is very large, there are a total of nine independent Qionglou, the number of the nine palaces is secretly combined, no wonder it will be called "Xuanjiugong Pavilion".

The abundance of vitality here makes the ink dust staggering, almost comparable to the immeasurable lakes and pools of the Qingxu Sect, you must know that the Qingxu Sect is the three righteous paths of the barren state, and this Hualong Pavilion is just a restaurant organization.

As the steward arrived, he was greeted by several maids.

Mo Chen swept slightly, only to see that this maid was slender, with a pair of lotus arms, looming, and the ups and downs on her chest were always just right, but they were even more annoying, and at the same time, he was also a little surprised, this maid was actually a monk of the Spiritual Light Realm.

However, the maid's aura is quite mixed, and the exercises are also ordinary, but it can still be regarded as a solid foundation, and it seems that she has also suffered a lot in order to promote the spiritual light realm, and it is not by relying on the accumulation of pills.

Mochen looked at the maid, and the maid was also looking at Mochen, and there was something brilliant in her beautiful eyes.

Apparently she didn't expect the visitor to be a teenager.

"Cough" The steward coughed lightly, as if he was a little dissatisfied with the maid's scrutiny, for fear of neglecting Mo Chen, he said slowly: "This distinguished guest, you are so entertained, what are the three places in the Xuanjiu Palace Pavilion that are uninhabited now?"

When the maid heard the steward's words, she replied softly: "Back to the steward, only the Qiangong, Zhengong, and Middle Palace remain." ”

The steward turned to Mochen and asked, "Where do you want to live?"

Mo Chen said casually: "Just the middle palace." ”

Mo Chen didn't have much research on the number of the nine palaces, but the characters in the middle palace were very in line with his principles, impartial, and compromised.

The steward nodded and said, "Please forgive me, this maid is familiar with the big and small matters in the palace, and let this maid take the lord to the middle palace." ”

In the heart of the steward, those who can take out the heavenly level spirit stones are all old monsters who have long been unborn, and now that the ancient ruins have been opened, the bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods have all been blown out, and this matter needs to be reported to the real person in charge of the Dragon Pavilion as soon as possible.

Mo Chen saw it in his eyes, and he understood it in his heart, but he was also inferior to explain more, so he smiled and waved his hand: "But it's okay to go." ”

The steward bowed and went away.

The maid said: "The honored guest is actually greeted by the steward in person, which is very rare, and please follow the slave and maid into the building." ”