Chapter 961 Talk

In the City Lord's Mansion, lavender peach blossoms were in full bloom.

The breeze blew Jiang Caijin's clothes, and he pursed the corner of his mouth, and said in a deep voice, "This matter must not be leaked."

"En." Jiang Yuping nodded respectfully.

He was very clear about the meaning of the city lord's words, because he knew very well that once this matter was leaked, Master Yu would become famous in Daxu, and it would no longer be within the grasp of their ancient city.

Fifty years of Yuanshou may not be a big deal outside of the Great Ruins. However, within the Great Ruins, this kind of elixir of the same rank is already the best.

"Let's go and meet him." Jiang Caijin smiled.

"Yes, City Lord." Jiang Yuping followed behind him with a respectful expression.

In the hall, there is an antique flavor, and the layout is extremely appropriate, colorful but not charming, elegant but not vulgar.

Three cups of Qianye tea, the fragrance of tea is overflowing, bursts of fragrance are scattered in all directions.

Jiang Caijin smiled lightly and said, "Come on, Master Yu, try this thousand-leaf tea. It's not a product of the Great Ruins, it's even more precious than gold. I don't even want to drink it on weekdays, and I'm only willing to take it out when guests come. , In the entire Great Ruins, there are less than a handful of people who can make me take out this tea."

Ouyang Ming hurriedly put down the teacup in his hand, cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Thank you, City Lord Jiang, for your love, I am flattered."

"Hey, Master Yu's words are too far-fetched. If it weren't for you, my Danhu Lake wouldn't be alive." He waved his hand and pretended to stare.

"Danhu?" Ouyang Ming's interest increased greatly, and he turned his head to ask.

"That's right. After a monk survives the catastrophe, he can break his spirit and become a venerable man, and his dantian can be transformed into a lake. It may be called differently. In Daxu, it is called Dan Lake by the monks." Jiang Caijin smiled, but his words With an inexplicable meaning, Qianye tea was like this before, and it is like this now.

Ouyang Ming knew in his heart that even if he imitated the aura of the Daxu natives, he still couldn't hide the power of the venerable.

Even if his qi is blocked, and his vitality seems to be absent, he is still a venerable.

Of course, this is also the reason why Ouyang Ming came to Daxu for a very short time. As long as a few more months pass, he is confident that even those who know him best will not be able to tell the difference. It's just so unreasonable.

After a long while, without hiding anything, he glanced at Jiang Yuping with a smile, and there was a sharpness in his eyes.

Jiang Caijin was an old fox, of course he understood what Ouyang Ming meant, and said softly, "Master Yu, if you have anything to say, just say it directly. Yu Ping has been with me for hundreds of years and is trustworthy."

Without the slightest hesitation, Ouyang Ming's face was extremely solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Master Jiang, I would like to know what is going on with the power of blood in the Great Ruins?"

Ouyang Ming asked this question after deliberation. First, this question is not difficult, but how to explain the matter in simple terms is very difficult. Second, Ou Yangming can use this question to find out how strong the power behind Jiang Caijin is. Only in this way can he know what is in his mind, and he will naturally have a deeper and better grasp of the next few questions.

Jiang Caijin had such an expression on his face.

Organized the vocabulary in his mind, sighed softly: "No one knows where Daxu came from,

It seems that it fell from the sky overnight. According to the records in the ancient scrolls of the family, the Great Ruins was originally a dead and silent place, the land was barren and lifeless, and a river of blood ran through the Great Ruins. There was a mysterious force hidden in this blood river, which was extremely powerful. Tried for thousands of years, absorbed the power of this blood, turned into two branches of dragon and phoenix, and specifically divided into three dragons and three phoenixes. Taking the Black Dragon family as an example, the first bloodline is light, the second bloodline is flat, and the third bloodline is flat. The bloodline is mysterious, the four strands of blood are for living, and the five strands are for returning to the ancestors. "

Ouyang Ming nodded, thinking in his heart that Xiaoman originally had the blood of returning to his ancestors, but after the essence blood was taken away, he should now have four bloods.

Jiang Caijin took a sip of tea, then said, "Of course, it's extremely rare for blood to go back to the ancestors." Having said this, I don't know what came to mind, and my eyes were a little dark.

But it is indeed as he said before - he knows everything and says everything.

Ouyang Ming sorted it out in his mind for a moment, and then asked, "I wonder if City Lord Jiang has heard of Huijianfeng?"

Jiang Caijin moved her wrists, turning the memories in her mind like pages of a book, and searched carefully. After half an hour, she shook her head and said, "Forgive me for my shallow knowledge. I have never heard of it. I read Daozang Sanqian, but I have never seen it Exceed this word. The Great Ruins is boundless, and only 30% of the known area is currently known. The rest of the area is covered by black mist, and even the gray sunlight cannot penetrate. These places, even the Venerable, dare not approach them easily. , Back to Jianfeng, if there is, I'm afraid..." He didn't finish, but Ouyang Ming understood what he meant.

"Where's the Dragon Temple?" Ouyang Ming said in a deep voice, unwilling to give up.

Jiang Caijin still shook her head and took a sip of Qianye tea lightly.

Ouyang Ming's mind was in a mess, he gently rubbed the center of his brows, and asked again: "Then within the known area, is there a Jedi?"

At this moment, Jiang Caijin didn't think about it, opened his mouth and exhaled, and said three place names in succession: "Desolate Desert, Pond of Extreme Smoke, Sea of ​​Dead Extreme."

"What strange phenomenon happened in these places?" Ouyang Ming raised his voice a little, rubbing his fingers against the teacup.

Jiang Caijin didn't make a fool of himself, and said directly: "The barren desert is located outside Wanggan. The desert is always burning with flames. The further you go, the higher the temperature. Only monks with the blood of dragons and phoenixes can go deep. But How far you can go deep depends on the purity of the blood. But even if you have the blood of returning to the ancestors, you can't go to the core. , but countless people get lost in it, turning into mummies. But they will not fall down when they die, and they have fighting instincts. Hai, even the peak venerable, dare not say that he will be able to retreat completely." Jiang Caijin's voice was hoarse, and when he mentioned the Dead Sea, his voice trembled slightly.

"Thank you, City Lord Jiang, for letting me know." Ouyang Ming bowed his hands.

"It's okay, these questions are not ulterior secrets. When you reach a certain level, you will always know, but I only answered one of the questions that Master Yu asked earlier. I am ashamed." The wrinkles are all wrinkled together.

Although Ouyang Ming was a little disappointed, he cupped his hands and said, "City Master Jiang is serious. It's getting late, so I won't disturb you."

Jiang Caijin nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Yu Ping, send one to Master Yu."

"Yes!" Jiang Yuping looked extremely respectful.

Jiang Yuping sent a sedan chair to take Ouyang Ming to Changshou Lane.

After returning, she took the initiative to come to Jiang Caijin's study and knocked on the door.

"Come in." Jiang Caijin's voice was flat, without any emotion.

I took a look at the picture of the nine-day fairy hanging on the wall. Most of the picture was filled with mist, and the mountains were looming. Similarly, it is ethereal on the top of the mountains, giving people a sense of inaccessibility.

There is an inkstone under the fairy picture, and the ink is extremely delicate.

After Jiang Yuping walked into the study, he said softly, "City Lord, it has been delivered."

Jiang Caijin took out a purple pen of excellent quality, rubbed it with a brush, and wrote "Hui Jianfeng" on the rice paper.

Putting the brush on the inkstone, said in a low voice: "What do you think of Yu Tianrui?"

"Great wisdom is like a fool, and mind is like a demon." These two contradictory words were used together by him.

But Jiang Caijin did not refute, nodded slightly, and replied: "Yes, at this age, not only is the art of alchemy superb, but also a spellcaster, and even the city is not much worse than us two old guys. This kind of person is destined to Born in troubled times. But now, the storm is about to come and the catastrophe is approaching, and several great families are looking for ways to save themselves."

Jiang Yuping pondered for a while, then lowered his voice and asked, "When will the catastrophe come?"

Jiang Caijin showed a dazed look on his face, and shook his head slightly: "I don't know, but every catastrophe will kill people, many people will die. However, how this catastrophe was formed is not clear at all now." This topic Heavy, even his voice was heavy.

There was a sudden silence in the study, deathly silence.

The light of the candles in the Great Ruins is not a dim yellow, but a touch of gray.

After being silent for a while, Jiang Caijin's eyes flashed, and he said in a low voice, "Use the power of your family to find out the two place names of Jianfeng and Longshen Temple."

Without any hesitation, Jiang Yuping bowed and retreated after cupping his fists.

Jiang Caijin looked at the dark sky, and his thoughts flew to where.

Back in Changshou Lane, it was already evening, the sun was shining, and it was not warm at all, but with a kind of bone-chilling cold.

The elixir shop is still crowded with monks who come to buy elixir, orderly and harmonious. It has long been rumored in the city that Master Yu from the Danyaofang was invited by the city lord in a sedan chair, my dear, this is a venerable, even the few alchemists who wanted to suppress the Danyaofang before quickly stopped Don't you want to live because you offended His Majesty?

Jiang Qingcheng was busy in the store. Although she was still a lolita, her figure was already slender.

Yan Ruowodan, whose skin is better than snow, has blue hair dangling behind him, and smiled slightly, really looking at Qingcheng.

When she saw Ouyang Ming, she took three steps at a time and ran up, with cute dimples on her face, and said with a smile, "Uncle Yu!"

Ouyang Ming's face turned dark, and a cloud of black mist hung over his head.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Qingcheng laughed even more proudly, and called "Uncle Yu" twice in succession.

"Damn girl!" Ouyang Ming cursed, threatening to hit her.

Jiang Qingcheng's eyes were watery and pitiful, and said: "I can help you look around the shop for a day..."

Ouyang Ming smiled and took his hand back, turned his eyes and slapped a poisonous insect into minced meat, and said with a smile: "How can I, am I afraid that it will bite you?"

Jiang Qingcheng tilted his head, his eyes were full of cunning, he took two steps back, exhaled, and said, "Uncle Yu, I'm going home."

Before he finished speaking, he ran away with a coquettish smile, bright and carefree. ...

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