The two people in the main hall were talking. When Liang Yan came in, Shilang Wang laughed.
"It turns out to be Lu Qian. I was talking about you just now, but I didn't expect that he has already arrived. That's just right. The three of us are gathered together and we can set off now."
Liang Yan hoped that they would act quickly. Hearing this, he immediately smiled and said, "What Wang Shilang said is absolutely true. Let's go early and come back early, so as not to delay His Highness the Crown Prince's important events."
"good."
Wang Shilang nodded and said to Zhou Tong beside him: "It's a long way to Juxian Manor, so we may need to borrow Zhou Daoyou's Fengxiang Speeding Car."
"Easy to say!"
Zhou Tong smiled slightly and without saying much, he left the Prince's Mansion with Wang Ding and Liang Yan and walked out of the city.
When they arrived outside Guangling City, the woman raised her hand and saw a red light flying into the air, turning into a colorful phoenix flying car and stopping in front of everyone.
With the flying magic weapon, Liang Yan was too lazy to fly in the air by himself, so he got on the flying car with Wang Ding and Zhou Tong.
The speed of the car was so fast that the three of them flew through the clouds and fog for more than a day. At noon on the second day, they arrived at a swamp.
Liang Yan sat in the car and looked from a distance. He saw a small island in the vast swamp. There were many buildings, alchemy rooms, and equipment rooms on the island. There were also many monks flying at low altitude, shuttling back and forth. It was completely
It is a blessed place for cultivation that is isolated from the world.
"This is 'Yunhaize', and that island is 'Juxian Manor'."
Wang Shilang seemed to have been here before and was no stranger to them at all. He even introduced them to the two of them.
"It's a good place to practice." Liang Yan looked down, his face unfazed.
The three chatted for a few words, and the "Fengxiang Speeding Car" had slowly landed.
In Juxian Manor, it seemed that the news had been received a long time ago. A dozen monks were already waiting at the door. When they saw the speeding car descending, they immediately came to greet it.
The leader was an old man. Although his beard was gray, his face was rosy and he looked full of energy.
"True Lord Tongxuan!"
Liang Yan could see this person's level of cultivation at a glance, and thought to himself: "I didn't expect that this small Juxian Village is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and there are actually masters from the Tongxuan Realm sitting here! It's strange, since it has such strength,
Why not occupy a mountain with rich spiritual veins, but instead nest on an isolated island in such a swamp, which is a bit strange."
In fact, not only Juxian Manor, Liang Yan was also a little curious about the goods to be escorted on this mission. You must know that Xuanyuan Qi sent three Tongxuan Zhenjun including himself!
Although the three of them are in the early stage of Tongxuan, they are all ancestors who can establish a sect outside. Letting the three of them escort this batch of goods together shows how much Xuanyuan Qi attaches great importance to it.
The key thing is that this batch of goods cannot see the light yet and must be secretly sent to Guangling City. This makes Liang Yan's curiosity even more serious.
Just as he was thinking about it, the red-faced old man came up to him and laughed loudly: "Wang Shilang! Zhou Canjun! Lu Canjun! I have waited for you all. The owner of the village has already prepared a banquet inside, so I will be there for the old man."
We’ve been waiting here for a long time!”
"Haha, Uncle Xu, you're welcome."
Wang Ding seemed to be familiar with this person, so he laughed and said with a smile: "We are all working for the prince, and we have tasks to attend to, so there is no need to prepare any banquets. Let's go in and inspect the goods."
"Since Mr. Wang said so, let's follow the old man." The red-faced old man seemed to have expected it. At this time, he smiled slightly, turned around and led the three of them into Juxian Manor.
In Juxian Manor, there are constant comings and goings of monks, and most of them are in a hurry. They seem to be busy with tasks and do not look like idle cultivators.
Liang Yan followed everyone while also observing secretly.
"It's strange. Where is this 'Juxian Manor'? It doesn't look like a sect or aristocratic family, but more like some monks from different backgrounds put together temporarily."
Another point, Liang Yan noticed that the monks here seemed to have a strict hierarchy. According to the color of their clothes, they were divided into white-robed monks, red-robed monks and blue-robed monks.
Among them, the white-robed monks have the highest status and can enter and exit some special buildings; the red-robed monks have the second highest status and can move around anywhere except certain specific buildings; while the blue-robed monks have the lowest status and can only patrol the periphery.
, cannot go deep inside the manor.
Even the lowest-status blue-robed monks have the cultivation of the Juyuan Realm, while the slightly higher-status red-robed monks all have the cultivation of the Golden Core Realm.
The deeper Liang Yan went, the more surprised he became.
"This 'Juxian Manor' is not simple. With such strength, even a large-scale sect may not be able to compare with it. I don't know what the mysterious master of the sect is. How could he be willing to hide in such a place?"
A remote island?”
While he was thinking about it, the red-faced old man had already led everyone to the depths of the villa. When he arrived, there were not many monks coming and going. Occasionally, he saw a few, all wearing white robes, and their cultivation levels were in the late Jindan or Jindan stages.
Dan peak.
"arrive."
The red-faced old man stopped in front of a rockery, then raised his hand to cast a spell.
A flash of red light was seen, and a muffled sound came from the belly of the rockery. Then, the rocks slowly moved to both sides, and a deep secret passage appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
"Three fellow Taoists, please follow me."
The red-faced old man made a "please" gesture, and then walked into the secret passage first. Wang Ding, Zhou Tong, and Liang Yan looked at each other and followed him in without hesitation.
The secret passage was very deep, so Liang Yan was a little wary and secretly released his consciousness. Halfway through, he actually smelled a faint smell of blood.
His expression changed, and he immediately turned his attention to the two people beside him. He saw that Zhou Tong's reaction was similar to his own, with his brows slightly wrinkled and a look of surprise on his face.
Wang Ding seemed to have expected it, his expression did not change at all, and he still followed the red-faced old man unhurriedly.
If it were normal times, Liang Yan would probably be the first to stop and either ask what was going on here, or turn around and leave. In short, he would never follow a few more people.
But it's different now. His identity is "Lu Qian". He joins the army under the prince and cannot disobey orders casually. Moreover, he can only read part of Lu Qian's memory using the soul-seeking method. Liang Yan is also afraid that there are things he doesn't know.
, if you ask a question rashly, the secret may be exposed.
In this way, several people had their own thoughts and were silent all the way. After about half a cup of tea, they finally arrived at the door of a secret room.
The red-faced old man stopped, took out a token from his sleeve, and embedded it in the groove on the door.
Rumble!
After a muffled sound, the stone door slowly opened.
And as the stone door opened, a strong smell of blood rushed in, making people sick to smell it!
"Why is there such a strong smell of blood?"
Liang Yan frowned and looked inside the stone door. He saw that it was empty, except for an altar table. There was a yellow-skin gourd on the table, and there were two seals affixed to the mouth of the gourd.
Seeing the scene inside the stone door, Liang Yan was even more confused. He scanned the stone room carefully and found a faint trace of blood in the cracks in the wall.
Some of the bloodstains still look fresh and must have been stained not long ago, but some of the bloodstains seem to be very old and have formed into dark red blood clots.
The red-faced old man looked calm, raised his hand, and the yellow-skinned gourd in the stone room flew out and landed on his hand.
"Everything the prince wants is here. We at Juxian Manor have been preparing for a long time before we have such a big deal. We also ask Wang Shilang to take a look at it." The red-faced old man smiled slightly and handed the yellow-skinned gourd into Wang Ding's hand.
Wang Ding took the gourd, weighed it in his hand, but did not break the seal, but said with a smile: "Uncle Xu, you are the third owner of Juxian Village, can I still not believe what you say?
?There is no need to inspect this product, I will take it back to His Highness the Crown Prince."
As soon as he said this, Liang Yan realized that the red-faced old man in front of him was actually the third owner of Juxian Village.
"Hahaha, Mr. Wang really looks down on the old man!"
The red-faced old man seemed to be very happy. He stroked his beard and said: "By the way, we have prepared some gifts at Juxian Manor this time. Please ask Mr. Wang to help us deliver them to the prince. Of course, these three people are also indispensable for this benefit!"
Wang Ding naturally knew what he meant, smiled slightly, nodded and said: "The third village master is interested."
A few people chatted and laughed, then walked back up the secret path they came from, and soon walked out of the rockery.
Outside the rockery, people were already waiting. Only eight or nine monks in white robes were seen, each holding a storage bag respectfully in their hands. There was also a child sitting in the middle of the crowd.
This child is very strange. Although his face is childish, he is about seven feet tall, half a head taller than an ordinary person. He wears a bright red bellyband, sits on the ground, and is singing children's songs.
"Little bird, let's cross the threshold. There is a house across the threshold. Who can sit in the house? Who can sit in the house? My wife! What do you want to do with your wife? Make shoes, make socks, cook, make."
Hearing the children's song, Liang Yan, Zhou Tong, and Wang Ding were all slightly startled, looking at the seven-foot-tall child with surprise in their eyes.
The child also heard someone coming out of the secret passage. At this moment, he turned his head and glanced across the crowd, landing directly on Zhou Tong.
"Beautiful! Wife!"
The child's eyes lit up, he clapped his hands and said with a smile: "I've found a wife! I've found a wife! I want her to be my wife!"
For some reason, Zhou Tong, the dignified Tongxuan Zhenjun, felt a chill all over his body when he was glanced at by this child, and he involuntarily took a step back.
"Nonsense!"
The red-faced old man scolded and shouted: "Old Qi, go back to the house! Don't embarrass yourself here!"
"I don't want it, I don't want it!"
The giant baby got angry, stood up from the ground, took long strides and ran in the direction of Zhou Tong.
When Zhou Tong was willing to comply, he turned his left hand, took out ten silver needles, and struck them into the air, shooting them straight into the belly of the giant baby.
The silver needle broke through the air, and the Confucian spiritual power rushed out. Although it was just a casual blow, the method of Zhenjun Tongxuan should not be underestimated. Ten silver needles came in an instant, and they all pierced the giant baby's abdomen.
However, the next moment, something surprising happened. The ten silver needles wrapped in spiritual power bent at the same time, as if they were stuck on indestructible fine iron, unable to penetrate the skin at all.
The running giant baby seemed to have been bitten by a mosquito. He swept all the silver needles to the ground with a random sweep of his right hand.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
As the sound of the silver needle falling to the ground came, Zhou Tong's face was extremely surprised.
"Don't come over here!"
The female general screamed in surprise, pinched the spell in her hand, and pulled out an extra spear, looking like she was facing a formidable enemy.
At this moment, the red-faced old man suddenly shouted:
"Lao Qi, be impudent!"
Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved, and saw a pagoda appear in his hand. The pagoda had nine floors, each layer was made of skulls and bones. As soon as it appeared, there were gusts of evil wind.
The red-faced old man holds the pagoda with one hand and makes hand gestures and chants the incantation with the other.
The next moment, a black wind flew out from the tower and instantly swept the running giant baby into it. Before he could react, the black wind flew back and sank into the pagoda again.
After taking in the giant baby, the red-faced old man turned his right hand, and the pagoda made of bones disappeared immediately.
"I'm sorry, this is my seventh brother. Because his cultivation went wrong, he went crazy and became half crazy. He disturbed Zhou Canjun. I hope you can forgive me!" The red-faced old man turned around and apologized to Zhou Tong.
Zhou Tong was really shocked and broke into a cold sweat just now, because she felt that when she was being stared at by this giant baby, it was like being stared at by a venomous snake, and the hairs all over her body stood on end, giving her a shuddering feeling.
“It’s okay”
After Zhou Tong recovered from his shock, he glanced at the red-faced old man again and asked with some surprise: "Is this your seventh brother just now?"
"Yes, he is also the seventh owner of our Juxian Village, but he is a little crazy."
The red-faced old man seemed not to want to dwell too much on this issue. He pointed to the six storage bags in front of him and said with a smile: "These are the tributes we from Juxian Manor gave to His Highness the Crown Prince. We also asked Shilang Wang to bring them with him."
go back."
After that, he pointed to the remaining three storage bags and continued: "As for these, we gave them to the three adults. You three have worked hard all the way, and you deserve this."
"In this case, Wang will be disrespectful!"
Wang Ding was the first to stand up. Without any hesitation, he strode up to the white-robed monk, glanced at him, and finally landed on the storage bag on the left.
He smiled slightly, raised his hand and flicked it, and the storage bag disappeared out of thin air, obviously taken away by him.
When Liang Yan and Zhou Tong were left, they looked at each other and said nothing. They each stepped forward to pick a storage bag and put it in their sleeves.
Liang Yan scanned it with his spiritual consciousness and found that the storage bag was mainly filled with spirit stones, as well as some scarce weapon refining materials and elixirs. If all were converted into spirit stones, there would be about five million.
"I didn't expect that Juxian Village would be very generous. The three of them gave away fifteen million spiritual stones in total, which is equivalent to half of my net worth."
Liang Yan secretly exclaimed, but his heart did not fluctuate much. Rather than the spiritual stone, what he wanted now was to complete the task quickly so that he could go back and rescue his physical body.
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