On the first day of the first lunar month, Beiluan City, the commercial capital of Northern Fortress, became more and more prosperous, with theaters, teahouses, and wine shops lined up in rows, criss-crossing streets, and shop flags on tall trees ringing fiercely, like a dragon swimming.
Among the carriages and horses, a steady stream of pedestrians rubbed shoulders, and the noisy sounds of hawking came and went.
Yunhai Street is even more crowded, and the shops on both sides have a huge flow of customers. Wang Gou, Zhang Tianhuang and a group of more than ten people, who are on duty at Lingya Post, are sandwiched in the crowded flow of people.
These people left the Huangyi compound early in the morning and wandered on the street to join in the fun. It’s better to be in the city!
Sentinel patrol disciples have a rotational break every five years, and can go back to Beiluan City to celebrate the New Year and rest for a month.
Isn't it just the turn of Wang Gou, Zhang Tianhuang and others to return to the human world from the mountains, so they should take this opportunity to take a stroll. In addition, everyone has their salary, and they also buy some urgently needed elixirs and magic weapons.
etc.
More than a dozen people walked around from morning to evening, eating and drinking.
Taste the various soft and delicious pastries sold on the street, and the vendors in the crowd push or pick out all kinds of fresh, sweet, crisp, and indescribable fresh fruits.
As night approaches, the streets begin to light up with a variety of gorgeous lanterns, shops hang ingot lanterns, and pedestrians lift lanterns with unique shapes.
The dazzling night is about to begin, and Beiluan City, illuminated by thousands of lights, will become even more intoxicating.
"Tianhuang, you go on shopping, brother, please take a step ahead!" Wang Gou's "jade words" hanging on his waist flashed, and after reading the words with his spiritual sense, his face couldn't help but be happy, and then he said goodbye.
"It would be boring to leave now!"
"It's Wang Tou. We have agreed before to find a place to have a good meal!"
"Yes! Wang Tou, I don't want you to pay the spirit stone!"
Several people in the group immediately asked to stay and agreed to drink together.
"It's really something, next time! Definitely next time!" Wang Gou said with a busy smile.
"Wang Tou, why don't you leave your brothers and sneak away to the next street to drink wine!"
"Bring a few brothers with you!"
"Haha!"
Suddenly one person said jokingly, causing the others to burst into laughter.
The most prosperous street in Beiluan City is undoubtedly Yunhai Street, which is where everyone is now. There are many large shops, and in terms of passenger flow alone, Yunmeng Street, which is separated by an alley, is no worse than Yunhai Street.
It's even more lively at night. This street is home to a large number of theaters, restaurants, and brothels, especially hundreds of large and small brothels.
There are groups of young and beautiful dancers, who are proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and people from the Qing Dynasty who are good at performing arts but not selling themselves.
If you have money, you will be a man, prostitutes who buy and sell skin and flesh, and all kinds of vagabonds standing on the street corners waving handkerchiefs.
This is a veritable gentle town, with a warm and fragrant nephrite that makes people forget to leave, intoxicated and dreamy.
It is also a gold-selling cave, with spiritual stones on its body. Not to mention worldly Yingying Yanyan, even those female foundation-building cultivators who are usually aloof, can also suppress you and make you ravage, even in heaven and on earth.
Passed.
"Go, let's go first!" Wang Gou's face turned red, he spat, and then he pushed his way away.
"Brothers, please go hang out in front first. I forgot to tell my uncle about something, and I will come find you in a moment." Looking at the back of the sixth uncle who was about to disappear in the crowd, Zhang Tianhuang said a word and immediately followed
Go up.
Zhang Tianhuang followed Wang Gou from a distance, walked through an alley, and soon came to Yunmeng Street next door.
All kinds of lanterns have been hung up here early. The madam and some pretty and thinly dressed women stood in front of the brothel, greeting regular customers and waving to tourists walking back and forth on the street from time to time.
Faced with the pull of the Yingying Yanyan along the street, Wang Gou did not stop all the way until he walked to the largest brothel on the street, "Yunmeng Pavilion".
At this time, there were several people waiting for him in front of the brothel. Zhang Tianhuang hid in a corner and looked closely at these people. He recognized two people, namely Xiahou Pian's youngest son and his apprentice.
Wang Gou met these people, and while chatting and laughing, they were welcomed by the madam, and they quickly entered the vermilion door of Yunmeng Pavilion.
As expected by his master, Uncle Sixth Master had been won over by the Xiahou family. Seeing this, Zhang Tianhuang did not follow him anymore and immediately turned around and left.
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On the eighth day of the first lunar month, the Huangbaotang of the sect was opened, and there were only a few Qi training disciples standing in front of the window sill.
Most of the disciples of the sect had spent all the few contribution points they had a few years ago. In the tea room set up by the sect in the lobby for the members of the Establishment Sect to exchange their belongings, people came in and out from time to time.
Liu Yu also came here early, ready to drink a "Qing Ke Dan".
The sect can only redeem one Qingke Dan per person per year for those disciples who have condensed their original life essence pill, and the exchange price is 50,000 points of sect contribution.
Although this sect rule is good, it requires too many contribution points, and not many people can make up the amount every year.
Liu Yu now also exchanges money every two or three years. After a disciple of Shanzi generation finished the exchange and left, it was Liu Yu's turn and he immediately stepped forward.
"Sister, exchange it for a Qingke Dan." Liu Yu said as he handed over his sect's jade order.
"Junior Brother Xuanyu, sit down quickly!" Fang Lanlan smiled and asked Junior Brother Liu to sit down.
While taking the jade order, he placed it on the "Household Jade Plate" aside. Various messages immediately appeared on the jade wall:
Name Liu Yudao No. Xuanyu
Master Zhang Yuanzhen (deceased)
The spiritual root attributes are metal, wood, and earth
Cultivation to build the foundation of the Eight Prefectures
Residence: Xuanyu Cave, upper level of Huangri Peak
Occupation: Deacon of Holy Talisman Church
Contribution points: 58,743 points
Basic monthly salary of 900 low-level spiritual stones (not received for one year)
The annual salary for the position is 400 yuan of intermediate spiritual stones (not received for one year)
Reward one Spiritual Spring Yuan Dan (not yet received)
Reward 20,000 snake corpse blood fruits (not received yet)
Fang Lanlan's eyes unknowingly stopped at the reward below, but she quickly recovered and withdrew her gaze. After deftly deducting the contribution points, she handed the sect's jade order back to Liu Yu.
"Go to the warehouse to get a Qingke Dan!" Handing out the sect's jade order, Fang Lanlan immediately ordered a disciple to go to the warehouse to get the pill.
"Senior Brother Yanfeng is here, sit down quickly, Lu'er, why don't you pour some tea!"
Fang Lanlan was just about to catch up with Liu Yu while she was getting the elixir, but she didn't expect two more people to walk in at this moment. She looked up and saw master and apprentice Xia Houwu. She stood up to greet them and told the female disciple on the side to serve tea quickly.
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"Not busy!" Xia Houwu said when he saw someone in front of him, he went to sit aside and wait.
"Master, it's Liu Yu!" His disciple Tang Pan reminded him hurriedly.
"It's this guy!" Xia Houwu heard what his apprentice Tang Pan said and took a closer look at the person sitting in front of the eucalyptus table. No wonder he felt familiar at the first glance.
"Senior Brother Yanfeng, sit over here!" Fang Lanlan has already stepped out to greet him. Apart from the ancestor "Tianfeng Zhenren" of the Xiahou family, Xiahou Wu is the most powerful person in front of him now, so don't neglect him.
"Junior Sister Linglan, please go ahead and come back in a few days for my brother's sake!" Xiahou Wu's face fell, he looked at Liu Yu's back, snorted softly, then threw away his hands and led his apprentice out of the house.
"..." Master and apprentice Xia Hou forgot to leave in anger, and glanced at Junior Brother Liu who had not said a word from the beginning to the end. Fang Lanlan didn't know what to say for a moment.
The Xiahou clan and Junior Brother Liu had a lot of grudges over the Jinhua Secret Realm and his entourage, and it was well known in the sect.
"It's not that Xin was taken to Beluga Port a long time ago. Why is there no movement at all now?" Xia Houwu led Tang Pan out of Huangri Palace and immediately asked angrily.
"Master, please calm down. The letter was sent by someone six months ago. It must have been handed over to the hands of the Zine family. However, Beidi is too far away from Yunzhou, and no news has been sent back for a while."
"However, if the Zine family gets the news that this guy faked his death, they will definitely not let him go." Tang Pan immediately persuaded him.
"Huh! Let's see how long he can keep jumping!" Xiahou Wu said coldly.
This guy from the secret realm has brought shame to the Xiahou family. Every time I accidentally meet this guy in the sect these years, I can't help but feel angry.
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In the palace of the Holy Whale Castle, the two direct heirs of the Zine family were drinking. They were Nu Bei, the eldest son of Lord Nu Yang Whale, and Nu Chuan, the second son. Although they have the same father, they have always had a good relationship.
"Brother, I can't see you here during the Chinese New Year. What are you busy with!" Nu Chuan took a sip and said.
"There's nothing to talk about about the family's troubles!" Nubei Hanhu said.
"Anyway, my father asked you to hide everything in the clan from me, so forget it if you don't tell me." Nu Chuan couldn't help complaining, and raised his hand to drink another drink.
"Hey! You'll know then!" The second brother was playful and uncertain. There were things about the family that he couldn't let him know. Nu Bei shook his head and said.
"Disciple pays homage to my uncle, Master!" At this time, Nu Gang, the fourth disciple of Nu Chuan, entered the room and greeted him first.
Then he handed over a letter and said: "Master, someone asked a disciple to send a letter to the second clan leader. Please see..."
"What letter? Who sent it?" Nu Chuan took the letter and asked curiously.
"The shopkeeper of Tiannanju said that of course the Huang Shengzong disciple who killed Master Nu Dong was not dead!" Nu Gang said immediately.
"Killed the third brother? Who didn't die?" Nu Chuan couldn't turn around at once. The third brother died tragically at the hands of the charming witch, but he saw it with his own eyes.
"Are you talking about that loser? That guy didn't go back to Yunzhou with his broken sect. Huh! It's an advantage for him." Nu Chuan suddenly remembered that he had such a grandson.
If it hadn't been for the incompetence of this good-for-nothing, the third brother might not have fallen into the hands of the demon girl earlier.
"It's that grandson. It's said that this grandson returned to Yunzhou and faked his death for a while. This is not a guilty conscience. Maybe the death of Uncle Nu Dong was really related to this grandson!" This time, Nu Gang got the message.
There are many benefits, but this time I will add more to them.
"Is this really true?" Nu Chuan didn't know that his second uncle Nu Hai had Liu Yu cursed to death. He had doubted Liu Yu back then, and now that he heard about the fake death, his suspicions became more serious.
"Back then, the second uncle specially let this man enter the secret realm in order to get rid of him. This man escaped by chance and returned to Yunzhou to fake his own death. Naturally, he was afraid that the second uncle would trouble him again, so don't think too much about it.
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"After so many years, someone specifically told us about this matter. It seems that this son has offended someone in the sect and wants to use the family's help to get rid of him."
"Humph, the plot is all on us." Of course the second uncle sent Xie Xiu from the Reincarnation Hall to curse this person to death remotely. The second brother Nu Chuan didn't know, but Nu Bei knew the hidden truth.
Although I don’t know why, this person was not killed by the curse, but there are too many things involved in this matter, so it is not appropriate to delve into it, so I immediately prevaricate.
"Then why don't you bring this letter to your second uncle?" Nu Chuan couldn't help but said angrily as someone actually plotted against him.
"The death of the third brother is a knot in the heart of the second uncle. It has been so many years, why bother to provoke it again and make the second uncle sad."
"And you, my second brother, also participated in that hunt, so my second uncle always complained about you."
"Besides, this person is an ordinary disciple of the Huang Sheng Sect. He will surely die from the Golden Core Thunder Tribulation in a few years. As a brother, I will destroy this letter to save myself from trouble." Nu Bei collected the letter on the table.
said.
"Yes, yes, if my second uncle finds out, he will be sad or ruined!" Nu Chuan thought of the way his second uncle looked at him back then, and became frightened. He handed over the letter, which was really asking for trouble.
"You heard me, that's the end of the matter."
"Go and tell the person who sent the message to shut up. If the second clan leader hears about this later, I will definitely not spare you." Nu Chuan then glared at his apprentice and reprimanded.
"Disciple knows!" Nu Gang couldn't help but sweat broke out on his forehead.
I thought I would just send a letter, not to mention that I had received a large sum of spiritual stones in advance, and might be able to make great achievements, but instead I thought it was a scolding, and I couldn't help but yell at the shopkeeper Tiannanju: My grandson hurt me, you wait for me. p>
After the two brothers had a good drink, Nubei left the palace in Nuchuan. Thinking of the letter just now, he couldn't help but frown, and then walked towards the Holy Whale Palace.
That was his father's bedroom. After arriving at the Holy Whale Palace, he took a familiar route and passed through the secret passage to the underground secret room of the palace.
"Bei'er is here!" A burly blond man in the secret room is meditating. He is the Zhene family patriarch Nu Yang Zhenjun.
"Dad!" Nubei stepped forward and bowed.
"When will the ship leave? Will the fleet sail smoothly?" Nu Yang stood up and asked cautiously.
"We left the boat on the night of the first day of the Lunar New Year. People in Zhongzhou attach great importance to the Spring Festival, and the Nangong family didn't notice it at all." Nu Bei said with a smile.
Under the leadership of the Nangong family, the entire Northland is immersed in the joy of the festival. How could they pay attention to a group of ordinary-looking merchant ships setting off at night from a remote port?
The warehouses of this fleet of merchant ships are declared to be filled with low-quality cold iron ingots. In fact, the warehouses are filled with various high-level spiritual materials, floating concentrates, and spiritual steel required for building psychic warships.
Black magnetic spirit gold and so on.
This batch of spiritual materials will be sent to the depths of the Luofeng Sea. This is not the first time that a fleet has set off secretly like this. Sometimes the third uncle will also drive a group of whales to escort it.
"Bei'er, your father can rest assured!" Nu Yang stepped forward and patted his eldest son, saying happily.
Bei'er is thoughtful and meticulous, and he can handle the family's secrets. He can rest assured that it would be great if Chuan'er could do the same.
My second son, Nu Chuan, is not very useful. He is impetuous and acts dissolutely. He needs to hide some family matters from him, otherwise he is afraid of bad things.
"By the way, Dad, someone in Yunzhou sent a letter to my second uncle. Please read it!" With that said, Nu Bei handed the letter to his father.
"Who else knows about this matter?" Nu Yang opened the letter directly, and when he took a look, he couldn't help but frown.
"Second brother, and his apprentice Nu Gang!" Nu Bei said hurriedly.
"Your second uncle has always been impatient. Because of Dong'er's incident, he went to anger an ordinary disciple of the outer sect, and he didn't even use the people from the Reincarnation Hall, so that no one from the Nangong family would find out."
"You must not let him know about this matter. If your second uncle knows that this son is not dead, he will definitely cause trouble. The family's plan has reached a critical juncture. At this time, we must not create extraneous matters." Nu Yang burned the letter in his hand with a fire.
, said solemnly.
"Haier knows that he has asked his second brother and the others not to talk about it," Nu Bei said immediately.
"Bei'er, you did a good job on this matter. You can keep an eye on me more." Nu Yang couldn't help but nodded, and he didn't forget to warn her.