Qiyun City is located exactly in the middle of the South Dou Territory.
The entire city stands on the plain, but its area is not large and can only accommodate tens of millions of people.
Therefore, there are no mortals left in Qiyun City today, even the traffickers and lackeys are all practitioners.
Fang Ling had never been to this city before, so it took him half a month to arrive.
"As expected of the number one cultivating family in the South Dou Region, they are really powerful."
Fang Ling looked up and could feel the powerful aura hidden in Murong's house.
There are five immortal realms in the Murong clan, among which the ancestors Murong and Murong Jie are the ninth-grade jade immortals.
The current head of the Murong family, Murong Dengtian, his cultivation level is only slightly weaker than that of Patriarch Murong, and he is an eighth-grade Jade Immortal.
There are three other people, namely the two supreme elders of the Murong family, both of whom are sixth-grade Jade Immortals.
The last one is the eldest elder of the Murong family, Murong Haitang, a sixth-grade Jade Immortal.
This foundation is indeed terrifying in the South Dou Territory, and is stronger than many first-rate sects.
And it is still just an aristocratic family, and its scale is far smaller than that of a sect.
After Fang Ling stepped into the city, he immediately noticed two spiritual thoughts spying on him.
The ones who spied on him were naturally the ancestor Murong and the head of the Murong family. With the strength of the two of them, they could feel that Fang Ling was good.
However, they didn't react at all, and their spiritual thoughts just swept past them.
Fang Ling slowly walked towards Murong's house.
But on the way, he was attracted by something.
It wasn't just him, many people in the city were watching the fun.
I saw a strong man kneeling on the street, slowly lying on his knees.
Not only that, he kowtowed every ten steps.
So there is already a black patch on my forehead.
Fang Ling listened to the whispers of the people around him and roughly understood what was going on.
This person's name is Zhang Long, and he is a casual cultivator in Qiyun City.
His cultivation level is extraordinary, he is clearly a person in the early stage of Yaoguang Realm.
It is said that his sister was seriously ill and could not afford it, so he asked the Murong family for medicine.
However, the second son of the Murong family, Murong Shaokun, made an agreement with him.
He was asked to abolish his cultivation and kneel down from the south gate of the city all the way to the door of Murong's house, kowtowing every ten steps.
If it was possible, Murong Shaokun promised to give him medicine.
As a result, the scene before him happened. Zhang Long really abolished his cultivation, and then dragged his remaining body from the south city gate, kneeling all the way, knocking every ten steps.
Today, he is already a disabled person, and since he abandoned his cultivation, his condition is very bad and he has not yet recovered. He is not even as good as an ordinary person.
Although Qiyun City is not as large as other large cities in the South Dou Region in terms of area, it is actually not small.
Dragging his body from the south of the city to the door of Murong's house was not an easy task.
Moreover... In Nan Douyu, the ideas are quite conservative.
Regardless of men or women, it is impossible to kneel down easily, let alone in full view of the public.
Most of the people around him were laughing at him.
Many people understood that this was probably just a deliberate attempt by the second son of the Murong family to trouble him, but Zhang Long naively believed it to be true.
Fang Ling was not in a hurry to visit Murong's house, so he followed Zhang Long step by step. He was going to Murong's house anyway.
Time flew by and it was dark in the blink of an eye.
The crowd that had been watching had mostly dispersed, leaving only a few scattered people.
At midnight, Fang Ling looked around and realized that he was the only one left.
Zhang Long had to continue walking on his knees, bowing every ten steps.
Suddenly, he turned his head and looked at Fang Ling.
Seeing that Fang Ling was not laughing, and there was no trace of contempt in his eyes, his heart trembled and he was touched.
"Your Excellency, it's better not to follow me anymore. If you act like this, the second son of the Murong family may mistakenly think that you are my friend."
While Zhang Long was speaking, he continued to walk on his knees without stopping.
"I have offended him before, and I am afraid that he will be angry with you." He added.
Fang Ling shook his head gently and said, "It doesn't matter."
"I am not from Qiyuncheng. I came here to pick up something from Murong's house."
"I don't know the road and I don't know where Murong's family is, so I'm asking you to help lead the way."
Zhang Long smiled when he heard this: "What a weirdo..."
He didn't say anything more and continued to move forward. Not long after, the sun rose again.
As the sun got higher, Zhang Long finally arrived at the main entrance of Murong's house.
At this time, standing in front of Murong's house, was a young man with a gloomy face.
Behind this young man, there are a group of masters guarding him.
He is the second son of the Murong family, Murong Shaokun.
Murong Shaokun looked at Zhang Long who was about to kneel in front of the door, with a smile on his face.
"Zhang Long has arrived, please give me the medicine, Mr. Murong!" Zhang Long looked up at Murong Shaokun and shouted with his last breath of strength.
Murong Shaokun took out a blue flower from his sleeve.
Zhang Long looked at this flower excitedly. This flower was called Feng Yue Lan, which was quite rare.
Only wealthy families like the Murong family have it.
Murong Shaokun stretched out his hand and handed it to Zhang Long like a demon.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Long quickly knelt and climbed forward.
Just when he was about to take over Feng Yue Lan, orange flames suddenly ignited in Murong Shaokun's hand and burned Feng Yue Lan!
"Idiot, do you really think I will give Fengyue Blue to you?"
"Even if I burn it, I won't give it to you!" Murong Shaokun laughed.
"It was your family's honor that I was able to fall in love with your sister."
"It would be better for you to just take your sister and escape from Qiyuncheng, haha!"
"You are a disabled person now. I am kind-hearted and will not embarrass you anymore."
"Get out! Get out quickly, don't dirty the jade bricks of my Murong family!"
"Zhang Long has arrived. Please give Mr. Murong the medicine!" Zhang Long looked at Murong Shaokun dully and murmured.
Murong Shaokun frowned and snorted: "Annoying, come on! Lift him up and throw him out of Qiyuncheng!"
"Yes!" The servant behind Ouyang Shaokun heard this and immediately stepped forward.
Just when they were about to catch Zhang Long, Fang Ling's figure flashed and stood in front of him.
"I'm down there, Ling, a well-known good man." He introduced himself.
"Mr. Murong, since it is an agreement, you should abide by it."
"Damn it, who are you?" Murong Shaokun was about to get angry, but at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared next to him.
After seeing the visitor, he, who was originally a vicious tiger, instantly became a docile cat.
"Brother, why are you here?" Murong Shaokun muttered.
The reason why he was so afraid of the visitor was because the visitor was his eldest brother, the future head of the Murong family, and the proud son of heaven.
Murong Zheng put his hands behind his back, glanced at his younger brother, and said, "As a member of the Murong family, how can you not keep your word?"
"Second brother, why don't you give Fengyue Lan to him?"
Murong Shaokun heard this and muttered: "But...but I don't have Fengyuelan anymore. It was the last one in the house just now, and I burned it..."