At the tea stall, with the words "Burial Sky Pavilion is gone", there was an instant uproar.
One stone stirs up thousands of waves.
Although the sects and families in the Xuan Realm have relatively serious conflicts, they are not completely self-isolated and have no communication.
For sects with strong foundation and strength, families will often follow the situation of the Second Era and build a city that can provide a variety of opportunities - not only for monks, but also for mortals.
If you stay here, there will only be a relatively clear division of areas.
After all, in today's Xuanjie, apart from the heirs inherited from aristocratic families, it is not easy for a sect to absorb new blood.
Therefore, selecting suitable disciples from the common people, or selecting suitable disciples from small sects, has become the unspoken rule of all major sects in the Xuan world.
Of course, building a city costs a lot of money, and not everyone can afford it.
Even if several sects and aristocratic families join forces, it may not be possible.
Therefore, there is a substitute for the city.
Fangshi.
The existence of Fangshi is not only a platform for magic weapon trading, it also has functions such as information exchange and resource replacement.
Jingxinfang is a market jointly established by Qianxin Sect and Jingmen.
It is not large in scale, but because it is located in a place with convenient transportation and can connect to seven small sects in the same nearby mountain range, it can be considered to be well-run.
Of course, the magic weapon that will flow into Jingxinfang cannot be very good, and the information cannot be the most accurate first-hand information.
But for the monks here in Jingxinfang, it is still quite remarkable.
What kind of strength determines what kind of level.
This sentence is an eternal theorem in any world.
Someone poured a new pot of tea - Jingxinfang is not a famous place. It has not been able to produce a medium-grade magic weapon for decades. Even most of the low-grade magic weapons traded have various flaws and sequelae, so there is no need to count on it.
What kind of spiritual tea can be produced here? If it has one-tenth the effect of the Qi Gathering Pill, it is considered to be a good tea - and then it was quickly handed to the monk who said that the "Burial Sky Pavilion" was gone.
"What's going on? Please tell me in detail."
The monk took a sip of the new tea, and then said in a comfortable manner: "You also know that I have a brother's wife's brother's wife's uncle's nephew's wife's grandfather's granddaughter's husband's father's brother..."
"Okay, okay, I know you have a distant relative who works as a guard in Jiang Bo's Mansion, so just tell me the key points."
Apparently someone knew some basic information about this monk, and directly interrupted him every time he mentioned the source of information, bragging about the stranger who would never have any contact with his family.
The monk was a little weak: "He said Su Anran was there."
The atmosphere in the venue suddenly became silent.
The next moment, the sound erupted even more rapidly.
"Isn't it?"
"Why did Su Anran run away to Burying Heaven Pavilion?"
"The Burial Sky Pavilion is not a secret realm, isn't it? Doesn't Su Anran only destroy the secret realm?"
"Can Su Anran's natural disaster power now affect the mysterious world?"
The buzz of discussions and arguments gradually spread from the tea stall.
The news and rumors gradually changed.
…
"What are they arguing about over there?"
"I heard that Su Anran destroyed another secret realm."
"If Su Anran continues to destroy it like this, will he destroy all the secret realms of the Xuan Realm?"
"Don't tell me, if all the secret realms of the Mysterious Realm are really destroyed one day, will we enter the Age of Ending Dharma again?"
"Not that much."
…
"Sister, what were you just talking about? Who destroyed something?"
"Oh, I'm talking about Su Anran from Taiyi Valley. Isn't this person called a natural disaster?"
"Yeah, what's wrong?"
"He seems to have destroyed a very dangerous place."
"Su Anran ruined a place? Why is he so powerful?"
"you do not say."
…
"Brother, have you heard?"
"Are you trying to say that Su Anran ruined a place?"
"Brother, have you heard about it too?"
"Hmph, not only have I heard about it, but people from your brother-in-law's family have also inquired about it, saying that Su Anran destroyed a spiritual vein."
"This Su Anran is too scary!"
"The name of natural disaster is not deserved."
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"Do you know? I heard that Su Anran destroyed a spiritual vein of heaven and earth a few days ago."
"Su Anran destroyed a spiritual vein of heaven and earth? Here in Dongzhou? Didn't the Dongfang Family cause trouble for him?"
"Hey, a third of the Dongfang Family's Taide Mountain was destroyed by the nine-tailed fox of the demon clan, and there were heavy casualties. How can there be any way to trouble Su Anran? What's more, don't forget, Su Anran
Behind An Ran is Tai Yigu. Not to mention his master, just his senior sisters who are ranked high are enough to give people a headache."
"Su Anran is not good at anything, but he is the best in the world in destroying things."
"Otherwise, how could Wanshilou say that he was a natural disaster?"
"When natural disasters pass by, not even a blade of grass will grow."
"No. It's a natural disaster, and everything is destroyed."
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"I heard that Su Anran destroyed one-third of the Dongfang family's land."
"That's right! The Dongfang family treated Su Anran with great courtesy, but unexpectedly, this person turned out to be a white-eyed wolf!"
"Oh, it's the Dongfang family that doesn't have a good eye. Wanshilou said it was a natural disaster and they dared to let people in."
"But in the past, Su Anran only destroyed the secret realm."
"Your cultivation has increased, but Su Anran's ability to destroy secret realms can't increase?"
"Then tell me... Su Anran will also destroy the Xuanjie in the future, right?"
"this……"
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"Have you heard? It seems that the Dongfang Family was almost destroyed by Su Anran."
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"Do you know? If it weren't for the Dongfang Family, Su Anran almost destroyed Dongzhou."
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"Have you heard? Su Anran is going to destroy Dongzhou."
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"It is said that Su Anran wants to destroy the Xuanjie!"
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"Have you heard? A natural disaster almost destroyed the Mysterious World..."
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In the elegant quiet room, a plain hand holds a teapot and pours tea into the teacup.
The tea, like liquid gold, poured out from the edge of the teapot and fell into the teacup.
But the strange thing is that there is no tea in the teacup, only the smoke rising from the teacup.
The smoke condensed but did not disperse, and soon formed a small white cloud on the teacup.
Not long after, golden rain fell.
All the rainwater fell into the teacup accurately, and then water gradually overflowed in the teacup.
A cloud is a cup of tea that is 70% full.
The plain hand pointed emptyly: "Please use tea."
"I was actually able to drink the famous Yanyun Tea. It seems that I came at the right time."
Compared with the jade-like little hand, a thick hand with an arm covered with hair directly took the teacup, and then threw the teacup directly into the mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it together with the tea: "Good tea
!What a jade!”
"Say it." The clean little hand retracted behind the gauze curtain, and then the soft female voice sounded again, "No need to go to the Three Treasures Palace."
"Have you heard the rumors outside?"
"Huang Zi destroyed Burial Sky Pavilion."
"Hahaha, I really can't hide it from you." The rough man with hairy hands laughed a few times, "The Wanlaogui from Lihun Palace conspired with the people from the Dongfang Family and used the hundreds of miles of Dongzhou to set up a trap.
I want to raise a Sanjue Soul. This matter involves the Seven Left Daoist Sects, the Peeping Immortal Alliance, and the Dongfang Family. They all want a share of the pie, so they all have their own needs."
"The Li Hun Palace wants the Three Jue Souls, the Heavenly Man Sect wants the Ghost Flower King, the Sixiang Pavilion and the Weiji Sect want to enter the Demon Realm to capture Shura, and the Corpse Soul Dao wants all the corpses that died in the Burial Sky Pavilion, the Evil Fate Sword
The sect only wants the corpse of the leader of the Heaven-Stealing Sect, the Dongfang Family wants to bury the newborn consciousness born in the demonic soil of Tiange, and the Peeping Immortal Alliance wants to control the gate to the demonic realm... So, what do you, the Tianming Sect, want?
, what is it again?”
"Hey, it's a secret."
"Oh." The woman behind the gauze curtain had little interest and her voice was extremely dull.
"Aren't you curious?" Now, it was the ugly man's turn to be a little surprised.
"I already know the answer." The woman's voice was as calm as before, "The Burial Sky Pavilion has been laid out for two thousand years, and everyone has their own needs. However, this place is special and there are only so many things that can be produced... So after ruling out
After achieving these goals, isn’t the rest what your Celestial Being Sect wants?”
"But there are several kinds of things that Burying Heaven Pavilion can produce. How do you know which one our Tianren Sect wants?"
"Some answers don't have to be told." The woman's voice was always calm, with an aloof and indifferent temperament. "You said it was a secret, and I understood. If there were other types of answers, you wouldn't know.
Said it was a secret."
"Hey." The man was a little reluctant, "Then you can tell me, what does our Tianren Sect want?"
"You know my rules."
The man was silent for a moment, then turned his right hand, took out a piece of red jade that exuded blazing heat, and placed it on the tea table: "Fire jade poured with dragon blood for thousands of years."
"Can."
As soon as the woman's voice rang out, the red jade on the tea table disappeared immediately.
The next moment Hong Yu disappeared, the woman's voice sounded again: "What your Celestial Being Sect wants is Qi... Over the past two thousand years, the evil Qi, resentment, death Qi, ghost Qi, etc. have been formed in the Burial Sky Pavilion.
Waiting for the bad luck formed by all the negative energy... you want to ruin the fortune of the Xuanjie for the next five hundred years."
The man's momentum suddenly exploded.
"It's useless." The woman completely ignored the man's sudden burst of fierce momentum. When her voice sounded again, the man's momentum was completely suppressed.
This man knows very well that a woman's little world is very special. As long as he is in her little world, no matter how violent his momentum is, it will be completely useless. So even if he is unwilling to do so, he can only suppress his heart and put everything aside.
The momentum was withdrawn.
"Why?" he said solemnly.
"You should be lucky that Wan Lao Gui is dead and Burying Heaven Pavilion was destroyed." The woman's voice sounded again, "Otherwise, let Huang Zi follow the line of cause and effect. In a few days, he will know what your Tianren Sect wants.
What are you doing? I’m afraid that the Seven Gates of Leftism will become the Sixth Gate of Leftism by then."
The man's pupils shrank suddenly: "Those trash from Jingshi Hall."
Those who can speak frankly about the core of Burial Sky Pavilion are not stupid people, and naturally they are not those who don't understand anything.
Rather, they are a group of senior executives who truly know the core secrets.
In other words, the people behind the scenes.
So when the Burial Sky Pavilion was destroyed, they basically restored the truth of the matter and knew that the "variable" occurred in Jingshi Hall.
However, not many people know that Jingshitang is the property of Peeping Immortal Alliance.
Therefore, I don’t know what kind of powerful person this person is in Tianren Sect. At this time, I can only curse Jingshitang.
If it weren't for Jingshitang's troubles, they would have succeeded long ago after laying out their plan for the past two thousand years.
It's a pity now.
Falling short of success.
"You know why I'm here." The middle-aged man exhaled a breath to calm down the anger in his heart.
"You also know my rules." The woman's voice sounded again.
The man gritted his teeth, with a hint of physical pain on his face, and then took out a piece of purple jade with his right hand again: "Pick the first ray of purple light in the morning, and it took thousands of years to condense the purple jade."
"Yes." The woman nodded again, and Ziyu disappeared.
After a while, the woman's voice sounded again: "There is no way."
"What!" the man was furious, "You took my things and then told me there was nothing I could do!"
"My rule is that you provide the items first, and then I will tell you the answer. But I didn't say that my answer must have a solution, right?"
"You..." The man felt that he was being fooled, and his face turned red.
In the Accord, the atmosphere gradually became solemn.
"It's not that I don't want to tell you, but it's just that you can't do it."
"Nonsense!" the man roared angrily, "Our Tianming Sect, upholding the destiny, there is nothing we can't do!"
"Alas." The woman sighed, "The way is to kill Huang Zi."
The man's breath suddenly stopped.
Kill Huang Zi?
If I could kill Huang Zi, would our Tianren Sect still be one of the seven sects of the left?
What the hell is this answer?
"So I said, there is no other way." Seeing the man's aura suddenly weakening, the woman sighed again, "If you want to ruin the fate of the mysterious world in the next five hundred years, you can only use two thousand years of bad luck to weaken the pollution and kill all the destiny.
Apart from his son, the most direct way is to kill the luck suppressor of the Xuan Realm."
"Not only do I want to kill Huang Zi, but I also want to kill Gu Sicheng, Yin Lingzhu, Changsun Qing, and Zen Master Gu Xing?" The man became angry with embarrassment.
If I can kill the Five Emperors, I will be the master of the Xuan Realm!
"No." The woman shook her head.
The man breathed a sigh of relief.
It turns out that the luck control people in the Xuan Realm are not these people, so that’s okay, maybe there is still some hope?
"In addition to killing the Five Emperors, you also have to kill the Three Saints of the Monster Clan." The woman said without giving up. "The Mysterious World is not just about the Human Race, there is also the Monster Clan. Of course, the Human Race and the Monster Clan are only in charge.
Ninety percent of the luck in the Xuan Realm is lost, and the other 10% is with the ghost clan... If you want to completely destroy the luck in the Xuan Realm, not just the human and demon races, then you have to slaughter the Underworld Palace."
