Fang Yu glanced at Hua Yan, who was extremely strong-willed, and asked, "Hua Yan, I really want to know, which aristocratic family do you come from?"
"You will know in the future. I don't want to tell you everything at once." Hua Yan smiled softly and said, "We must slowly get to know each other."
Fang Yu was speechless.
The group continued to move forward.
Two hours later, they arrived at the Xiaoyang Lake area.
The so-called Xiaoyang Lake is actually not small, but a big lake!
The lake water is green but does not feel turbid. The lake surface is still like a mirror, which can reflect clear figures.
Huayan took Fang Yu and flew forward from the east side of Xiaoyang Lake.
This is the same as the map provided by Wandao Pavilion.
The Shuirong Family is indeed located on the east side of Xiaoyang Lake.
As we walked forward, Fang Yu was observing the situation on Xiaoyang Lake.
Xiaoyang Lake is very large, but there are pavilions of different sizes built on many places on the lake.
And on most pavilions, there were crowds standing.
"grown ups!"
As they kept approaching the Shui Rong family, the group of subordinates behind finally couldn't help it.
"Are we really going to the Shuirong Family?" asked a subordinate.
"Yes." Hua Yan turned her head and said with a cold expression.
"But our identities are not suitable for public appearance..." said the subordinate.
Hua Yan nodded and said, "I know, so you can disperse later and return first."
After hearing this, all the subordinates' expressions changed.
"Sir, how can we leave your side? What if..." a subordinate said in horror.
"It's okay, there is no one who can keep me in a small Yang Lake." Hua Yan said coldly.
As soon as these words came out, although the subordinates were still worried, they did not speak again.
He walked forward for another ten minutes.
At this time, various buildings can be clearly seen.
They have obviously entered a place where the crowds gather.
"You can disperse." Hua Yan stopped in the air and said to the many subordinates behind him.
"yes!"
The group of subordinates bowed to Hua Yan.
"Swish swish swish swish..."
Then, they turned into black lights and disappeared.
Now, only Hua Yan, Fang Yu and Chen Ye are left.
"This is the upper district, and the Shuirong Family should be somewhere in the upper district." Hua Yan said.
Fang Yu nodded.
There seems to be no city in the Yin-Yang clan, so there is no sign of the existence of the city wall.
Whether you have a crowded area or not, you only need to look at the construction conditions on the ground to know.
"Swoosh!"
The three of them fell from the sky and landed onto the sidewalk.
"bass!"
Hua Yan waved her right hand forward, and the black armor that was originally draped on her body turned into a long robe.
A long dark red hair scattered on the shoulders.
At this time, she is very different from her when she was wearing armor, but she still gives people a feeling of frost that is thousands of miles away.
But his peerless face still attracted the attention of many people around him.
Fang Yu took out the map provided by Wandao Pavilion, and the Shuirong Family was clearly marked on it.
"We should be in this position now, so the Shuirong Family is separated from us... only a few streets away." Fang Yu said.
"Well, go straight." Hua Yan said.
The three of them walked along the street towards the location of the Shuirong Family.
On the way, you can see many mortals who have no cultivation, but more are cultivators with cultivation.
The biggest difference from the southern border is that the monks here basically have cloaks on their left shoulders, and their clothes are all covered with some armor.
"Why do monks of the Yin-Yang clan have cloaks on their shoulders?" Fang Yu asked.
"This is an important object that marks their origin." Hua Yan said softly, "Under the cloak is the mark or name of their family."
"Oh? Why do you do this?" Fang Yu asked curiously.
"This is the rule formulated by the Great Lord of Yin and Yang, and it has been used to this day. As for the function... I can't explain it clearly." Hua Yan replied.
During the conversation, the three of them quickly bypassed several streets and came to a large mansion.
On the plaque in front of the gate of the mansion, the four words "Shuirong Family" are written!
"Do you really want to get into this muddy water? I suggest you don't." Fang Yu said, "Actually, my identity..."
"I said, I don't care about your past identity." Hua Yan interrupted Fang Yu again, with a strong tone, "I... I want to help you now. You can refuse, but I will still do this."
"……All right."
Fang Yu didn't say anything more.
Anyway, if he really fights with the Shui Rong family, his identity will be exposed.
After Hua Yan knew that he was the head of the Yuhua Sect and Fang Yu, who was famous in the southern border area, all problems were solved.
By then, Hua Yan can't forcefully connect him to Lin Mao, right?
The three of them walked to the door of Shui Rong Family.
Four guards stood on both sides of the door.
The cloaks on their shoulders were all crimson.
"Who is coming? Stop now!"
Before the three of them approached, the four guards raised their left hands together and said in unison.
"My name is Fang Yu, I'll take the Broken Mountain Seal and go in and report it." Fang Yu said to the four guards carelessly.
Hearing this sentence, the four guards' faces changed.
Broken mountain seal!?
They were too low to even know what that was!
But judging from Fang Yu's attitude, it seems that he is not a good person!
Especially the man and woman standing next to Fang Yu, the aura was very strong.
"Today's Xiaoyang Lake God Sacrifice Club, the head of the family took our core members to sacrifice to the Gods!" The guard tried to calm down and said loudly.
Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and released his spiritual consciousness.
Indeed, although there are many cultivation auras in the Shuirong family, they are not considered powerful.
Obviously, all of them are not at home.
"Where are they?" Fang Yu asked.
"Why do I tell you who you are?" the guard said angrily.
"bass!"
But in the next second, a cold breath burst out.
All four guards were hanging in the air, and frost appeared on their skin, spreading rapidly.
"ah……"
The four guards screamed in horror.
"Where are they?" Hua Yan took a step forward, and there was only cold murderous intent on her beautiful face.
"Xiaoyang Lake, Zuixin Pavilion, the Gods Sacrifice Association is held there... Don't kill me..." a guard cried.
"KaKaKa..."
The frost spread rapidly and was about to spread to their heads.
"Zuixinting, let's go, Xiaoyu."
Hua Yan turned around and smiled softly at Fang Yu.
"Puff puff puff..."
At this time, the four guards behind fell to the ground and were still screaming, but the frost on their bodies no longer continued to spread.
The three of them turned around and left the Shuirong Family and headed towards the location of Zuixin Pavilion.
...
At this moment, on the east side of Xiaoyang Lake, there is a Zuixin Pavilion.
The pavilion is very large, but it is crowded with people, with at least five or six thousand people.
Judging from the clothing and the cloak on the shoulders, these people came from hundreds of different families.
In front of the Zuixin Pavilion, there is an altar floating in the air.
There are six diamond-shaped stone tablets surrounding the altar, and the center is filled with orange light. You can faintly see a small divine shadow in the orange light.
The four priests were located around the altar, all with their heads lowered and their gray spells were chanting.
And the people from the aristocratic families who came to Zuixin Pavilion also lowered their heads and looked pious.
"Please ask the Moon God to protect our Shuirong Family, and be strong and brilliant forever..."
At the front of the Zuixin Pavilion, a group of monks with crimson cloaks made a wish silently.