After receiving the order, Li Yuan took the lead and walked through the dense flow of people towards the city gate. The three of them saw martial arts cultivators setting up stalls everywhere in the wilderness selling all kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, because outside the city did not belong
The Fei Alliance has unified jurisdiction, so it seems extremely chaotic. There are three religions and nine streams. The martial arts of each major race should have an end. If there are quarrels and conflicts, you will scold me and I will retaliate. It is a lively event, and most of the people setting up stalls outside the city are also
Even if they take out some treasures that are not precious, if someone wants to sell something that is easy to exchange for something more valuable, they will do it secretly without being too public. In short, the management of Feimeng City is quite chaotic, full of greed and impatience in human nature.
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Feng Jueyu and the others finally squeezed into Feimeng City from the south city gate. When passing the city gate, they lined up and each handed over a toll for a piece of low-grade gold, treasure and chalcedony.
For this kind of management, Feng Jueyu can only lament that the three major heavenly sects can do business. This Feimeng is the transportation hub of the three realms. The teleportation array in the city can go straight to the void, creating chaos between the two realms. It is itself a huge money-maker.
Machine, but on this basis, they also charge fees at the city gate, but they are quite good at grasping people's hearts.
Although a piece of low-grade gold and jade chalcedony is nothing, it accumulates into a tower, and a little makes a lot. There is almost a constant flow of people coming in and out of the city. How much chalcedony must be harvested in a day?
Feng Jueyu didn't dare to think about it. I'm afraid that Tianfang, which is known as the most capable of defeating people in the world of chaos, would be hard to match one or two of Feimeng City.
Three low-grade spiritual treasures and chalcedony were handed over, and the three entered the city. At a glance, there were almost endless shops and stalls set up in the city. The streets were very wide, and five or six carriages running side by side would not be affected.
, but it was blocked by the dense flow of people, and the sounds of hawking and bargaining in the street were everywhere, like thunder blasting in the ears, making my brain hurt listening to it.
Cultivators like peace and quiet, and a noisy place like this is not an ideal place to practice. However, the shops in the city can tempt monks to linger, which means that many heavenly materials and earthly treasures for cultivation can be purchased in Feimeng City.
It was the first time for the three of them to come to Feimeng City and they had no sense of direction. Feng Jueyu had just broken through the realm of Qiankun and disliked such noisy situations, so he said to Li Yuan: "Li Yuan, go find someone."
Let’s go to the inn, it’s too noisy here, find a place, summon Hu Tong and Wu Ming, and ask them to come see me.”
Before Li Yuan could answer, a young monk who entered the city with Feng Jueyu and three others interrupted and said, "This is the first time for some of you to come to Feimeng City."
The three of them turned around and saw that the young monk was only about 20 years old. He seemed to have low cultivation level, but he was very energetic. The corners of his mouth were curved with a smile and he had two small dimples. He was very cute.
Li Yuan then replied: "How do fellow Taoists know?"
The young monk pointed at the huge Feimeng City and said: "Everyone here knows that Feimeng City is a city that never sleeps. There are no inns for rest at all. There are at most a few restaurants and teahouses with elegant environments that provide rest. If you want
Take a rest. The nearest teahouse is two blocks away, called Yipinlou. You can just go there to rest. However, Yipinlou is quite expensive. If you are short on money, you can also look for other teahouses."
When Long Yan heard this, he immediately replied politely: "Thank you very much, little brother."
"You're too polite, it's just a little effort." The young monk chuckled, waved his hand, and walked away.
Feng Jueyu and others didn't take it seriously when they learned the location of Yipin Building. They walked along the street to the other end of the street. After passing two streets, they saw a rather elegant ancient building with a seven-story-high balcony and a door.
The words "Yipinlou" are written on the front plaque, and there is a waiter in front of the door to solicit business, with a white linen rag hanging on his shoulder to welcome him.
Feng Jueyu and the other three were not elegantly dressed, but they were quite elegant. When the waiter saw the three of them rushing towards the first-level building, he stepped forward and said, "Guys, do you want to have tea and rest? There is a seat upstairs."
Feng Jueyu didn't need to speak at all. Li Yuan took a piece of low-grade gold and jade and said, "Is there a private room?"
The waiter beamed with joy, but shook his head and said, "I'm sorry to you three guests. The private rooms inside are already full, but there are still vacancies in the lobby on the sixth floor. Do you want to rest for a while?"
Li Yuan turned his head and glanced at Feng Jueyu, then saw that he didn't express anything, so he immediately said: "That's okay."
"Okay, there are three of us on the sixth floor upstairs..."
The three of them entered the first floor with the shouts of the waiter. When they entered, not to mention the huge crowds, there were really few empty seats on the first to fifth floors. The three of them went straight to the sixth floor and saw that the number of people was sparse. Li Yuan asked casually.
The attendant leading the way asked: "Why are there so few people on the sixth floor?"
The waiter smiled and said: "These six floors are where nobles rest, so naturally there are relatively few of them."
"You mean we are nobles?" Li Yuan laughed.
The waiter responded with emotional intelligence: "That's for sure. You can tell it right away."
"Haha, you can talk." Li Yuan then rewarded him with a low-grade gold, treasure and chalcedony.
In fact, Li Yuan is familiar with places like this. Under normal circumstances, the reward for the waiter is gold, treasure and chalcedony. It depends on the occasion and the quantity. The waiter is usually a monk with little talent. The purpose is to earn money in the waiter.
It was just a matter of making some extra money in the process. A low-grade gold, treasure and chalcedony was enough to pass the time, and the other party had to be happy.
Going upstairs, the three of them ordered a pot of tea, and then sat on their seats. The waiter found a better seat, which was just inside the stairs. They could see the downstairs from the side. The three of them sat down and sat down.
Drinking tea and waiting, the first thing Li Yuan did after sitting down was to sacrifice the messenger talisman, and then waited for the reply from Hu Tong and Wu Ming.
And they sat here for several hours, and Hu Tong and Wu Ming never replied. Li Yuan, who had always been very thoughtful, waited hard to no avail. Finally, he couldn't hold himself back, and with his mind in confusion, he asked in a low voice: "Master, Hu Tong and Wu Ming."
There is still no news from Wu Ming, and there is no news from Master Jiu. According to what his disciples said, it was late at night three days ago when they left. After such a long time, there should be news even from the horizon."
Feng Jueyu frowned and glanced at Li Yuan silently and said, "What do you want to say?"
Li Yuan glanced at Long Yan and said softly: "The communication talisman is usually carried close to the body. If they receive our communication, they will not ignore it. I think something may have happened to them."
The communication talisman is a talisman that induces spiritual consciousness. It only works when it is around you. The implication of Li Yuan's words is already very obvious.
"Are you saying that Master Jiu, Hu Tong, and Wu Ming might have been killed?" Long Yan suddenly clenched his fists: "No, definitely not. Master Jiu is a very cautious person with many ideas. Besides,
Now, with Hu Tong and Wu Ming, who can control the three of them at once?"
Li Yuan opened his mouth, originally wanting to argue, but seeing that Long Yan was in a furious mood, he refrained from saying anything further, and just whispered: "Master, you guys need to rest for a while, and I will go out to investigate.
See if there is any noise outside?"
When Feng Jueyu heard this, he really had no other choice. He immediately nodded and said, "Be careful and go back as soon as possible."
"Yes." Li Yuan nodded, then gave a salute to Long Yan, then stood up and turned around and went downstairs.
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While Feng Jueyu, Long Yan, and Li Yuan were asking around for news about Long Rui and others, in a private room on the second floor of the first-level building, several casual cultivators dressed in unusual ways gathered together.
There were three people in the room, two burly men, one was bald, not a single hair could be seen on his head, his shiny scalp reflected light as if it had been waxed, and there was a strange hair on top of his head.
Tattoo, and the other one has an even more unsightly image, with a square face, big eyes, and two lips as thick as two fat intestines hanging on his mouth.
The third person is a thin man with a gray face wearing a green robe, with a fine face, a small mouth, small eyes, and a large mole on his nose with a handful of frost-white hairs, which total only about seven or eight hairs.
, different lengths, dressed like a frail scholar.
The three of them all looked different and ugly, but they all stared at the door anxiously, as if they were waiting for someone.
Not long after, the door of the room was pushed open from the outside, and the person who walked in happened to be the young monk who Feng Jueyu and the others met at the city gate to guide them. This man was not very old, he looked to be around thirty, and he had thin eyebrows.
He has crooked eyes, a smile and two small dimples at the corners of his mouth.
As soon as the young monk came in, the three weirdos in the room who were holding teacups, who only smelled it but didn't drink it and were a little disgusted, stood up one after another. The thick-lipped man patted the table and asked: "Fourth brother, you are finally here. Call the brothers."
Come here, just choose a place like this, you don’t even have any drinks.”
"Isn't there tea here?" The young monk walked to the table and sat down nonchalantly. He naturally picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup. He sat down and drank it carefully.
"We brothers only drink wine, don't you know, making Laoshizi fairy tea is nothing." The bald man said with some dissatisfaction, stroking his big, round head.
With his delicate face dressed like a frail scholar, he stretched out his hand to comfort the two of them, and said to the young monk: "You called everyone here, not just to have tea and reminisce about old times, right? If you have anything to do, just tell me directly."
"Third brother still understands me." The young monk Hehe Yile put down the tea cup, then raised his hands over his shoulders and pressed down twice, signaling the two ugly men to sit down.
Seeing this, the two ugly men had no choice but to sit down. The young monk then put his face close and said, "Have you heard about what happened three days ago?"
"Three days ago, what happened?" Er Chou Han and Jing Lian suddenly didn't realize it and asked in confusion.
"Oh, haven't you heard? Three nights ago, someone broke into Fei Meng's teleportation array and started a fight with Fei Meng? Haven't you heard about it?"