Chapter 1153 Twelve States of Sky Clouds: The Worries of Pavilions

Chapter 1153 Twelve States of Sky Clouds: The Worries of Pavilions

"Thank you, young master, for reminding you. As you said, Ying'er knows well and will never cause you any trouble. I also know that Yunzhou hides dragons and crouching tigers, so I keep Xin'er in Youzhou. What's wrong, Baixuan Pavilion is still the overlord of Youzhou." The girl's face was full of respect, but her tone was very firm.

"Well." Lin Xuan nodded: "It's good that you are mentally prepared for difficulties. In short, everything is safe. Although I can't provide shelter in the open, I can still do it secretly. If you encounter any serious danger, you don't have to take it hard. I don’t want to see anything happen to you, Ying’er.” Lin Xuan said with a smile, although he was cold-blooded and ruthless when facing the enemy, he always defended his own people, which is why Well, Lu Yinger and Liu Xin have been loyal for a hundred years, not only because of the blood contract.

"Yes, the maidservant knows." Lu Ying'er said gratefully.

"Besides, when you come here, you must also want to participate in the Tianyun Fair that will open in half a month."

"Yeah." Lu Ying'er nodded: "Actually, the maidservant has received an invitation."

"Invitation?" Lin Xuan was stunned, with a strange expression on his face.

Lu Ying'er smiled, and began to talk eloquently: "It seems that the young master is not very clear about the ins and outs of the Tianyun Fair."

"Oh, tell me." Lin Xuan showed interest on his face. He was just hearing the story along the way, and he was really not very clear about the specific situation.

"This Tianyun Fair is said to have started in ancient times. At first, it seems to be initiated by a mysterious family..."

Lin Xuan's heart trembled when he heard this. Could it be the ancestor of the Luo family in Tianzhou that it was initiated by a family with such appeal?

"Master, what's the matter with you?" Lu Ying'er's concerned voice reached her ears.

"Nothing, just keep talking."

"Oh." Although she was a little curious, Lu Ying'er obediently did not ask further, her cherry lips parted slightly, and continued to narrate what she knew.

...

At the same time, thousands of miles away, in an elegant treasure mountain.

A monk sat cross-legged, and beside him stood an old man with white beard and hair. Although he was very old, he had a childlike face and white hair. He was wearing a green robe and had an elegant demeanor. It is shocking that it is actually an immortal cultivator in the late Yuanying period.

If there are other monks coming here, they will definitely take a breath, because this old man is named "Qinglian Layman", not only his cultivation level is jaw-dropping, but his status is extremely noble.

He is the headmaster of Pine Wind Academy.

Songfeng Academy, the name is nothing special, but it is one of the seven major powers in Yunzhou, and there are many masters. Of course, most of the academy is Confucianism cultivators.

It is no exaggeration to say that if this Layman Qinglian stomped his feet, the Twelve States of Tianyun would tremble to some extent. The expression on his face was extremely respectful.

Because the immortal cultivator sitting next to him is Wangtinglou, the Supreme Elder of Pine Wind Academy, a cultivator in the late stage of separation and reunion, and the number one expert in the Twelve States of Tianyun.

"Uncle Master has long been asking about worldly affairs, what did you call me here today?" Layman Qinglian was worried, but the Supreme Elder was meditating with his eyes closed, so he could only wait respectfully aside, not even daring to say anything.

After a full meal, Wangtinglou opened his eyes, and a fire appeared in the sky, it was Feijian passing the letter.

Wang Tinglou stretched out his hand for a move, and the fire light circled for a while, and fell into the palm of his hand, and he sank his spiritual consciousness into it.

"Sure enough..." Wangtinglou murmured with his beard.

"Master, what are your orders?" Lay Qinglian couldn't help but ask.

"I got news a while ago that a monk from the Luo family appeared near Xuanyuan City." Wangtinglou seemed to be answering, but also seemed to be talking to himself.

"Luo family, which Luo family?"

"Zhuo, of course it's the Tianzhou Luo family, besides them, which other cultivating family deserves my attention?" Wangtinglou raised his sword eyebrows and said angrily.

"Master, forgive me, disciple is stupid." Layman Qinglian hurriedly bent down and bowed again and again, but her face was full of surprise: "The Luo family of Tianzhou was wiped out by my seven sects not long ago, so there are still remnants of evil?"

"Hmph, it's not that easy to cut grass and roots. Although they haven't appeared in this world for so many years, it doesn't mean that the blood of the Luo family has disappeared."

"Uncle Master is right, but even if the Luo family still has remnants, what's the big deal? The power of our seven factions is far from what it was in ancient times. The few monks of the Luo family can't make waves." Qinglian The layman said disapprovingly, of course, his face was still full of respect.

"Hmph, things are not that simple. Do you know how the Tianyun Fair came about?"

"This...my nephew doesn't know, I hope my uncle will tell me clearly."

"The Tianyun Trade Fair originated in ancient times. It was first convened by the ancestors of the Luo family and gathered forces from various states. However, it is said that accidents will happen every time, and many monks will be killed or injured."

"How is this possible? Could it be the black hands of the Luo family?" Layman Qinglian asked in surprise.

"I don't know about this. There is no description in the classics. It is said that the monks who survived are also silent, and it has been too long, so I don't know what happened. Later, the Luo family was wiped out by my seven factions. The tradition has been preserved, but there has never been another tragedy." Wangtinglou said slowly with a strange look in his eyes.

"According to Uncle Master, the Luo family might have played tricks in the first Tianyun fair, and now their disciples appear again, you are worried..."

"That's right, even if the Luo family has remnants, they can't make any big waves. The Tianyun Fair has been held in Xuanyuan City since ancient times. Maybe there is some secret there. Now the disciples of the Luo family are here... "

"But uncle, please forgive me for talking too much. The Luo family has disappeared for so many years. How could it suddenly appear? Could there be a mistake in the information? It is simply a cultivator from another sect." Layman Qinglian said in a deep voice.

"Hmph, as an old man, you haven't thought about this. In addition to the bald thief from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, Fairy Ruyan from Tianyahai Pavilion is also there. I have asked her to inquire for her. His identity." Wangtinglou said confidently.

"What, if Fairy Yan is also here, then ask her to take action, capture one or two disciples of the Luo family, and then use the soul search technique to know the opponent's conspiracy." Qinglian layman said happily.

"Stupid, are you an idiot to be the head of the Luo family? If you have a plan, you won't let everyone in the family know about it." Wangtinglou said angrily.