The two followed Lou Wanxiang into the dilapidated courtyard gate.

It seems that no one has cleaned this courtyard for a long time. There are overgrown weeds everywhere in the courtyard and the ground is covered with fallen leaves.

An old man in gray clothes was standing under the only big tree in the center of the yard. When he saw the three people approaching, he hurriedly took a few steps forward to greet them.

Seeing this, Lou Wanxiang took out a small red folder from his arms and handed it over.

The old man in gray clothes took the folder, opened it, looked at it, bowed and saluted the three of them, and said, "Please follow me, three immortal masters." He then led the three of them to the door of the east wing.

The dilapidated door was not locked. Lou Wanxiang opened the door and entered in a familiar manner. Liu Xiaolu and Hu Yizhi followed closely and walked in.

As soon as he stepped into the room, Liu Xiaolu felt his eyes suddenly light up, and a small valley surrounded by mountains and rivers, covered with exotic flowers and plants, suddenly appeared in front of him.

The entire valley covers an area of ​​about dozens of acres. There is a pavilion with carved railings and jade on the edge of the rippling blue water, and there are human figures flashing in it.

Liu Xiaolu hurriedly looked back and saw that the dilapidated courtyard had disappeared, and there was only a white fog behind him.

A bluestone path appeared at the feet of the three people. The straight bluestone path led directly to a blue brick square in front of the building.

A lot of people had gathered in the square at this time. Some had some objects placed in front of them and sat on the ground, while others were wandering back and forth in the square, stopping from time to time to take a closer look at the objects placed on the ground by the former, and interact with them.

The man sitting on the ground exchanged a few words in a low voice.

At this time, Liu Xiaolu did not need to use the Heavenly Eye Technique to feel the strong and weak spiritual power fluctuations mixed together in the square.

The many figures that appeared in this small valley were all immortal cultivators!

When Liu Xiaolu saw this scene, she couldn't help but feel excited. After all, except for the children of the Hu family in the ancestral land of the Hu family, she could only count the number of immortal cultivators she had seen.

At this time, she was very excited to see so many immortal cultivators at once, and at the same time, she felt a little bit nervous.

This is the legendary world of cultivating immortals. So what do the cultivators from other families look like?

After walking a few steps along the bluestone path, I saw an old man in blue shirt with white beard and hair in front of the square. He looked towards the direction where the three of them were walking and said with joy, "Brother Lou, you are finally here."

As soon as Liu Xiaolu heard this, he knew that this person was specially waiting for Mr. Lou here, so he and Hu Yizhi hurriedly walked a few steps behind Lou Wanxiang to greet him.

When several people came closer, the old man in green shirt smiled again and said, "Brother Lou, if you don't come, I will think you will be absent tonight again."

Lou Wanxiang cupped his hands towards the old man in green shirt and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Chen is joking. Since the city lord's palace invites you, and Daoist Chen is the host, there is no reason for Lou not to come."

The old man in green shirt smiled and waved his hand. He no longer dwelled on this topic. Instead, he looked at Liu Xiaolu and Hu Yizhi behind Lou Wanxiang. His expression changed and he asked, "Huh? Who are these two?"

None of Lou Wanxiang's nephews and descendants can cultivate immortality. This is known to all the forces in Zongyuan City. In addition, he is one of the best weapon refiners in the city, so many forces have made friends with him and started to pay attention to him.

He wants to send the younger generation of the family to his sect. If he is lucky enough to inherit Lou Wanxiang's mantle in the future, then there will be an additional weapon refiner in the family.

To the question of the old man in green shirt, Lou Wanxiang answered generously, "Their father and daughter are from the Hu family in Yuchuan, after an old friend of mine."

The old man in green shirt's expression changed when he heard this, but he quickly concealed it and said calmly to the two of them, "It turns out he is a descendant of the Hu family in Yuchuan, but I am blind."

Lou Wanxiang then turned around and introduced to the two of them, "This is the Qingsong layman from the Qingyu Valley, the first person in the formation method in our Zongyuan City. This trade fair is held in his Qingyu Valley."

Organized by the Valley.”

When Liu Xiaolu heard this, he couldn't help but look at the layman Qingsong a few more times.

I saw this old man with a handsome face, tall and thin figure, wearing a blue gown, and he looked quite a bit like a Taoist.

Before she could take a closer look, she heard Hu Yizhi next to him salute the layman Qingsong, "Hu Yizhi, the younger generation of the Hu family in Yuchuan, has met layman Qingsong and has admired his name for a long time."

Seeing this, Liu Xiaolu came to his senses, followed closely and bowed to the old man.

Qingsong layman tilted his head slightly, his eyes swept past Hu Yizhi and then landed on Liu Xiaolu. He raised his hand and twirled his snow-white beard and said with a smile, "The girl from the Hu family can use the wood attribute skill at a very young age."

You have reached the sixth level of cultivation, so you are really qualified."

Liu Xiaolu was a little happy when he heard the compliment from Master Qingsong, but when he thought of what his master had said to him during the day, his face darkened, he lowered his head and fell silent.

Hu Yizhi on the side said hurriedly, "The layman is so complimentary. My daughter just learned to read earlier and started practicing two years earlier than others."

Qingsong layman's face relaxed when he heard this, but he said, "Well, it's rare to be so intelligent since childhood."

Then he withdrew his gaze, turned to Lou Wanxiang and said, "Brother Lou, several other fellow Taoists have been waiting in the hall for a long time. You and I should go in quickly."

Lou Wanxiang nodded and said to the two of them, "I'll go in with fellow Taoist Chen to talk to a few other old friends first. You guys can walk around outside first. I'll call you when the trade fair officially starts later.

You go over there."

"Yes, Uncle Lou."

"I know, Grandpa Lou."

Seeing the two people saying yes, Lou Wanxiang turned around and walked with layman Qingsong towards the pavilion and palace built on the edge of the clear pool.

Seeing them walking away, Liu Xiaolu couldn't help but turn his eyes to the square in front of him where there were many stalls.

These sparse stalls were connected together, forming two concentric circles, one large and one small. In the open space between the stalls, there were people walking back and forth in twos and threes, which looked like

Just like a market in the secular world.

It was dark now, but the square was brightly lit, as bright as day. A circle of tall bronze lamps were placed around the square. These lamps were simple in shape and uniform in style, and they were constantly emitting soft white light.

Hu Yizhi took Liu Xiaolu's hand, and the two walked toward the square along the bluestone path at their feet.

As the two of them approached, Liu Xiaolu was surprised to find that there were no fireworks at all on the huge lamps that emitted white light. Instead, there were white stones the size of fists, emitting soft light all over, covered by three

A foot-high bronze tray was held high.
Chapter completed!