Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 800: Walking

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After staying in the Liu family for half a month, Yan Qi and Dongfang Shuo left Yushan Town and went straight to Tianzhenmen.

Most of the information about Lin Yi's trip to Houtu Wonderland and his final whereabouts came from hearsay, and Liu Xian and Liu Yan'er didn't know many details. The brother and sister once went to Xudingmen to ask Liu Xihu for advice, but the other party was unwilling to mention that past event too much.

In a small family, there is actually a close relative who is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. That's a master from the Immortal Sect! This shocked Yan Qi. In the following days, although he was taciturn, his demeanor showed a bit of rare humility.

Although the Liu family is good, it is not good enough for Yan Qi and Dongfang Shuo to settle down. Although it was difficult to find Lin Yi's whereabouts, the two still wanted to follow the places where the other had been and take a look...

This is another coastal town, Yubei Town. In a wine shop, Yan Qi and Dongfang Shuo sat on both sides of the table beside the road, each holding a glass and sipping lightly, savoring the exotic atmosphere of the town.

On the bustling streets, monks can be seen everywhere, but among them there are few who have advanced cultivation. Seeing this situation, Dongfang Shuo was surprised and puzzled, and asked: "Uncle! Not far from here is the Tianzhenmen, why are the streets full of junior Qi practitioners, and it's hard to see even one or two foundation-building monks... "

After the two of them left the Liu family, they enjoyed traveling in the mountains and enjoying the scenery. Half a month later, the Tianzhen Sect was already in sight, and this pair of strangers could not help but have a journey in this small town in Yubei. Firstly, to appreciate the local customs and customs, and secondly, to find out some rumors about the Immortal Sect...

Hearing Dongfang Shuo's question, Yan Qi put down the cup in his hand. The drinks here are all made from melons and fruits, which are sweet and full of flavor. He sat up straight, held his hand on his green beard and pondered for a while, looked at the sound transmission from both sides of the street and said: "According to the Liu family, because Tian Zhenzi was buried in the fairyland, his disciples expressed their anger at the Xuding Sect. The other elder Liu Xihu The persuasion was useless, and the sect leader Yan Xin couldn't bear the blame, and eventually the two families fought. However, Tie Qi and Boss Hu of the Tianzhen Sect were very arrogant, and their disciples were all fierce, and they repeatedly forced their opponents to fight..."

At this point, Yan Qi nodded to himself and continued: "It can be seen from this that Tianzhen Sect is the number one immortal sect on Yushan Island and should not be underestimated! The situation in Yubei Town is different. Maybe it is Something else happened!”

Dongfang Shuo played with the wine glass in his hand and said, "Uncle, what I expected was true..." He suddenly remembered something and said, "That Liu Xian once mentioned that Tie Qi and Boss Hu didn't like each other, and both wanted to dominate the world. Zhenmen, there are fights from time to time, could it be..."

Wherever there is a fairy gate, internal strife and disputes are inevitable. It is not a good opportunity to go to Tianzhenmen at this time. After weighing the two, Yan Qi was about to speak, then stopped and looked up.

Two sword rainbows came from the sky, and the monks and pedestrians on the street took cover. The visitors were two men, walking around with their heads held high, defiant and arrogant.

"Heng San, after you get the drinks, don't forget to ask the shopkeeper for two fat sheep!" Walking in front was a short man with a late-stage foundation-building cultivation. Although he looked wretched and arrogant, he was obviously giving orders. By. Hearing the sound, the taller and thinner man on the side hurriedly leaned over and said yes, and flattered with a flattering smile: "Hey! All the masters have gone away, leaving a few of my brothers to guard the door, so they are happy! "

"That's long-winded!" The man known as Deacon A scolded him casually, then turned his eyes and suddenly stopped, looking suspicious.

After all, that Hengsan was a monk in the early stage of foundation building, but at this time he was as obedient as a human being. Realizing this, he hurriedly stopped and asked flatteringly: "Deacon A, you don't look good! But something went wrong in your performance..."

As if his tail had been stepped on, Deacon A jumped up immediately and cursed angrily: "You're the one who made the mistake!" He was not angry and even tried to kick him. The other party didn't think he was dissatisfied, but instead he was amused, ducked aside at the right time, and repeatedly begged for mercy.

Deacon A's anger subsided a little, and he kept his airs and scolded: "I'll have a rest here, and we'll go back to the mountain together when you get the wine and meat..." Seeing that the other party was still dilly-dallying shyly, he glared. He scolded: "Guarding the door is of great importance and cannot be delayed! Why don't you get out of here..."

Heng San nodded and bowed again, then ran away with a playful smile.

Deacon A snorted majestically, and slowly put his hands on his back, not forgetting to look around cautiously. After a while, he tried his best to straighten his short body and walked slowly to the wine shop beside the road. With a wolf-like expression, he said quietly: "These two look at each other! Since they are not monks of Jade Mountain, But he sneaked into my Tianzhen Sect's territory for evil purposes... This is still for evil purposes..."

It is usually difficult to speak well, but when it comes time to get serious, Deacon A is at a loss for words. He tugged at the few strands of his beard angrily and scolded: "You two are so ignorant! Seeing this deacon sitting still, could it be that you are despising my Tianzhen Sect?"

The shopkeeper and waiters of the wine shop were so frightened that they hid. Only Yan Qi and Dongfang Shuo were still guarding the wooden table. The sudden rebuke made the two of them quite stunned. How dare a junior of the Foundation Builder to be so arrogant and rude because he was relying on his status as a Tianzhen Sect disciple?

Yan Qi sat still, and took a sip of the wine from the cup, unaware of the situation around him. Dongfang Shuo laughed, stood up and said: "Don't be rude, young man! We are..." He glanced at the side and said: "We are just passing by here, we have no bad intentions!"

Deacon A paused and asked arrogantly: "Whose elder are you?"

Dongfang Shuo said curiously: "The world is judged by cultivation, is there another rule here..."

"Tianzhen Sect is not a small sect, it should abide by the rules of the world!" Deacon A raised his chin and pretended to be profound and unfathomable: "If I didn't see that your cultivation was slightly better, why would I stop my business for no reason to ask questions?"

Rashly provoking the seniors, how is this different from seeking death? Dongfang Shuo was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: "You know that our cultivation is better than yours, but you are still so presumptuous..." He shook his head nonchalantly, and then asked curiously: "What do you have to say to us?"

"Better than me, what's the point!" Deacon A snorted coldly and scolded without saying a word: "Can your cultivation be better than Elder Tie Qi? Can it be better than my boss Hu?"

Dongfang Shuo's eyes flashed, and he said in surprise: "Are the two elders in your family masters in the late Yuanying period? If so, my uncle is not as good as them..." He meant that the person drinking next to him was also a Yuanying senior, implying that Deacon A should not be rude, so as not to make mistakes. But his tactful words backfired, and the other party suddenly jumped back and shouted at Yan Qi: "All the Yuanying cultivators in Xiazhou went to Weiyang Sea, but this senior is wandering here, clearly intending to do something wrong!"

"Snatch——" Yan Qi slammed the wine glass on the table with a sound, and was about to explode. If it weren't for the fact that he had just arrived in a foreign land and that the Tianzhen Sect had a deep relationship with Lin Yi, he would have left in anger. But who would have thought that this filthy young man would be so difficult to deal with, and insulted him again and again, which was really unbearable. When had he ever been bullied like this in Daxia...

"Uncle Master, calm down!" Dongfang Shuo hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him, and sent a few words of comfort. Yan Qi's face turned pale, he took a deep breath, and grabbed the cup and drank it in one gulp. After the wine went down his throat, it no longer tasted delicious, but only had a slight bitterness.

Seeing the two people in front of him were timid, Deacon A couldn't help but feel heroic, and shouted in a shrill voice: "So what if you are a Nascent Soul cultivator? No one in Xiazhou dares to go wild on the territory of my Tianzhen Sect! Otherwise, if my great elder knows about it, even a master of the God of Transformation can't save you!"

The arrogance of Deacon A became more and more arrogant, and Uncle Master Yan was ready to thunder at any time. Dongfang Shuo looked around, with a helpless expression. Killing a junior is easy, but it doesn't help. Besides, this is not Daxia! In this situation, if I report my master's origin, I will only bring shame upon myself...

Scratching his head, Dongfang Shuo took out a Qiankun bag and threw it to Deacon A. The other party was still shouting, but he was flexible and grabbed the thing thrown, but he kept scolding: "What are you going to do..."

Dongfang Shuo didn't respond, and bowed his hands in self-pity. A Jindan cultivator apologized to a foundation-building junior, but what can I do! This is called a person under the eaves, and he has to bow his head. Master! I hope you are safe and sound! Otherwise, I really suffered a great loss today!

Realizing that the thing in his hand is valuable, Deacon A didn't care about showing off, and hurriedly lowered his head to calculate. A man can't get rich without windfall, and a horse can't get fat without night grass! Tsk tsk! This is a large amount of spiritual stones! With more disciples in Tianzhen Sect, life has become difficult...

Dongfang Shuo took the opportunity to take two steps forward and said with a smile: "My uncle and nephew are casual cultivators who have lived in the mountains for a long time and don't know the world. If we have offended you, I hope this Taoist friend will forgive me!"

The Qiankun bag in the hands of Deacon A disappeared. He looked up with shining eyes, but said with doubt: "You, a casual cultivator, are much richer than I was in my youth!"

Could this man be a casual cultivator? Dongfang Shuo spread his hands and said with a frank face: "If I can get close to the disciples of Tianzhen Sect, it doesn't matter if I give up all my wealth!" He changed the subject and said with a smile: "I hit it off with this Taoist friend at first sight. I wonder if we can have a few drinks together!"

Deacon A looked at the distance. Hengsan, who went to the store to get wine and meat, had not returned yet. He put his hands behind his back again, pretending to be reserved and said: "All the casual cultivators in the world are one family! If you had told me your origins, why would I be so angry..."

Dongfang Shuo suddenly smiled, extended his hand and made a false invitation, saying: "Haha! Please move over, Deacon A!"

Deacon A looked complacent, walked to an empty table, sat down with a swagger, waved his hand at Dongfang Shuo and said: "This Taoist friend, there is no need to be polite! I am Deacon Jiazi Dao of Tianzhen Sect..." The other party nodded in understanding and hurriedly asked the shopkeeper to serve wine. After a while, the two chatted and laughed, as if they were good friends who had known each other for many years.

Yan Qi was alone at a table, silent. He couldn't understand why Lin Yi would join such an immortal sect, and associate with these filthy people and be highly respected...