A group of three people walked into the prosperous and crowded ancient city of Jiu, and they were very eye-catching.
Zhang Guanzhu is dressed in Taoist robes and has a friendly and elegant demeanor. He wears a bronze fishtail sword at his waist. He does not show any aura of a monk. He is a very good-looking man with long hair and a childish face. He pretends to be a rich man and looks at people and animals harmlessly with a smile.
Lu Huan, who was following behind, was the thug guarding the hospital at first glance. He stood out from the crowd, with a slovenly appearance, a dark and honest face, and a head of dark red hair that showed his difference. He seemed to have good cultivation, and a red jade-like strip stood up on his shoulders, giving off a slight glow. The bugs twist left and right like a curious baby looking at the lively scenes in the world.
The masters of various forces in the city suddenly noticed that the three people entering the city were very different.
They all secretly explored the strange bug on the fat black man's shoulder. They all felt horrified, with ice cold all the way from the tailbone to the back of the head, as if they were being stared at by some terrifying wild beast. No matter how far away they were, they did not dare to move. , sweat rolled down his forehead.
It's over, I provoked a ruthless character that I shouldn't have provoked.
The temperature in the city that was more than ten miles in size suddenly increased a lot, and the mortals shopping on the streets complained about the weather.
This is a small town where monks and mortals live together. There are large villages and farmland outside.
Lu Huan stretched out his finger and flicked Li Huo's head on the insect, and scolded with a smile: "If you are naughty again, the audience will lock you into a dark room and won't let you out to play."
The insect squeaked and fell on its shoulder, crawling pitifully and sending out waves, signaling that it was innocent and that it was the weak monks who provoked it first, so it should not enter the dark room.
Zhang Guanzhu ignored the two guys playing double act. The demon badger and Li Huo had feelings. He used this little trick to excuse Li Huo. He pointed to the highest building in the city and said: "You Lao, that's Baiweixuan. It looks good, let’s go have a drink.”
After leaving the fire rock area, You Mengchang was full of energy and said with a smile: "As long as it's your treat, I can go to any restaurant to drink."
The two chatted and laughed happily and walked forward.
Lu Huan gently poked the poor insect with his finger and quickly followed. The insect rolled over, then quietly stood up with its head raised, twisting and looking at the scenery of the world.
The masters in the city escaped death and did not dare to make any more mistakes. Various messenger flying swords flew around.
Zhang Guanzhu and his entourage climbed up to the highest floor of Baiweixuan, and various delicacies were served on the flowing water. More than ten fat and thin young female nuns were dismissed as soon as they came on the stage. The restaurant owner had already received the instructions and served them with a smile for a hundred years. Old wine, feel relieved to see that your guests don't look like vicious and evil people.
No matter how good the spiritual food or wine is, Zhang Wenfeng and You Lao have only tasted it briefly. They are waiting for someone to come to their door.
Lu Huan did not refuse anyone who came, and more than twenty dishes were swept away.
The Lihuo bug floated up and down in a glass of wine. It fell in love with the taste of century-old wine and made a subtle sound of "gu dong gu dong". After a while, the wine reached the bottom, and Lu Huan took the jug and refilled it.
After five years of supplementary repairs, the little guy's fire soul has become stable and can control its own terrifying temperature.
When the banquet is over, the cups are thrown away and replaced with tea.
A man's respectful yet enthusiastic voice came from downstairs: "Wei Ran, Qi Qi asked to see Master Zhang. I didn't know that Master Zhang was coming, so I missed my welcome from afar. Please forgive me."
Fellow Taoist Tu Kun had greeted them some time ago, and they had just received the message and they flew over quickly.
Zhang Wenfeng laughed and said: "You two are very polite, this is your territory. I said, 'I want to see you. I'm not here anymore. Please come up and talk."
Wei Ran and Qi Qi walked up to the top floor and greeted Guanzhu Zhang, Mr. You and Lu Huan politely. More than ten years ago, Xia Ju, a senior in Xianling Temple, ascended to the upper realm. They once brought generous gifts to congratulate Guanzhu Zhang, but they had only met Guanzhu Zhang. However,
It's quite unfamiliar. When Qiu Wen was executed, Fang Bailan ordered Wei Ran to take power and rectify the order of Nanyuan Continent. He formed a deep friendship with Taoist friend Tu Kun and effectively eliminated many forces and masters who did not obey orders.
Although today's Nanyuan Continent is still in chaos, it is much better than before.
Guanzhu Zhang is well-known in the world of cultivation and has the reputation of being the best swordsman. Wei and Qi deliberately catered to him and the conversation was harmonious.
I heard that Zhang Guanzhu needs
To practice in seclusion with the help of rivers with strong water transport, Wei Ran said with a smile: "The only river in the southern continent is Longwei River. The water transport is prosperous and the ancient source is long. I have some friendship with Chi Qinghe God. I will first talk to Chi Qinghe God
Say hello, Master Zhang. I wonder if Master Zhang can wait?"
There are many different types of witchcraft tribes in Nanyuan Continent, and each tribe believes in different gods.
There are many evil gods in the wild, most of them are not very powerful, good and bad, and there are also many evil gods who are female and commit crimes.
Even if he is a fifth-level shaman cultivator from Nanyuan Continent, facing too many unruly people, he cannot just go on a killing spree. After cultivating to his current level, he pays more attention to strategies and methods to win over and divide.
, to avoid excessive killing.
The Longwei River flows through countless human and demon territory, running from the north to the south of the Nanyuan Continent. The Chi Qinghe God who can control the Longwei River is indeed very powerful. He is also the only newly promoted fifth-level water god in the Nanyuan Continent.
Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "Please, Fellow Daoist Wei, please discuss it with God Chi Qinghe. If the matter comes true, I will definitely give you a reward."
"The reward is too outrageous. Please wait a moment and let Wei go and then go back." Wei Ran left Qi Qi to entertain the distinguished guests, and he left in a hurry.
The sincerity shown by Guanzhu Zhang was very useful to Wei Ran. He would rather give a few rare treasures to God Chi Qinghe as a reward than let Guanzhu Zhang spend money. This was a good opportunity to make acquaintance with Guanzhu Zhang.
More than an hour later, Wei Ran returned and brought good news. Chi Qinghe God agreed to allow Guanzhu Zhang to practice in Longwei River.
That night, Zhang Wenfeng hosted a banquet for the two fifth-level masters of Nanyuan Continent who had helped. It wasn't that he didn't want to go back to the Eastern Continent to find a big river for retreat, but it was because there was no more suitable water source in the world than Nanyuan Continent. Yang Shuilan was no longer the water god.
Although the empress has fifth-level cultivation, she cannot exert the magical effect of water luck.
The next day, the group flew to the Longwei River in the middle of a deserted and uninhabited part of the mountains.
Chi Qinghe God rose from the rushing river. He was wearing a simple dark blue divine robe. His dark blue hair made his old-fashioned face look a bit cold. He was holding a translucent water jade staff and stood across the river from the famous man whose name he had heard for so long.
Seeing the courtesy, the young Taoist priest suddenly changed his expression and said, "Fellow Taoist Zhang, can you reveal the divine amulet on your body and let me take a closer look?"
Zhang Wenfeng smiled and said, "What's wrong with that?"
He deliberately revealed a hint of divine aura, just to attract the other party's attention. Chi Qinghe God observed for a moment, cupped his hands and said: "I'm sorry, fellow Daoist Zhang, you can go to Jilong Bay, which is rich in water transportation, to practice, and I will personally gather the essence of water transportation for you.
Thirty years is no big deal."
The original plan was to sell face so as not to offend the powerful Wei Ran and Guanzhu Zhang, the Dragon Crossing the River, and let Guanzhu Zhang choose a place to practice in seclusion in Longwei River other than where his water palace was. Now he has changed his mind.
As soon as these words came out, Wei Ran and Qi Qi were quite surprised. When did Chi Qinghe God become so easy to talk to?
Even if Zhang Guanzhu is blessed by gods, there is no need to be so fawning?
Zhang Wenfeng hurriedly returned the gift. He did not expect that the mark of the gods he obtained in the Eastern Continent would be so highly recognized by the River God of the Nanyuan Continent that he would publicly promise to personally help him.
With the help of Chi Qinghe God, his retreat this time will be much smoother.