Before leaving the house, the shopkeeper enthusiastically presented three sachets, one for each of them, each one different, praising that the spices and fragrance inside were suitable for them.
After thanking her and leaving, Wu Feiyu sniffed the scent of the sachet and thought of it as refreshing and attractive. She put it in her storage bag and asked, "Would you like to continue shopping?"
"I have nothing special to do. Is there anywhere you want to go?"
They didn't leave until the day after tomorrow, so they had nothing to do and plenty of time. They spent three days sightseeing in the huge Jiemen City without any trouble, and boarded the ship smoothly on the third day.
This is a fast ship and can reach the mountains and seas on the 20th.
The starry road is dry and quiet, so I stay in a single room and meditate, and the twenty days pass.
"We are about to approach the realm of mountains and seas. Please be careful, passengers disembarking, don't miss the time!"
Looking out from the cabin window, the blue sea is separated from the dark land on the elliptical sphere, and the white air flows like clouds and mist on the surface, which is magnificent and magnificent.
The spaceship passed through the boundary gate and landed on the boundary mountain.
Boundary Mountain is where the boundary gate is located. The last time she came here, people were coming and going, people going out of the boundary and entering the boundary, in a hurry. There was also a building next to it for the procedures for entering and leaving the boundary.
This time, it was very deserted. Looking around, except for the dozen or so people who had just disembarked, there was no one else at all. Even the door to the registration office was locked.
Did something happen in the world of mountains and seas?
"First follow me to Beizhao Yang Jiecheng."
Zhan Changfeng traveled along the way, paying attention to the current events along the way. He was surprised that in the past ten years, the pattern of the mountain and sea world seemed to have changed drastically.
She had a bad premonition and rushed to the Shang Ding Meeting even faster.
The appearance of Shang Dinghui is like a huge dark cauldron. From the foot of the cauldron, it is the hall where tasks are released and received. The crowd is quite busy, and many casual cultivators are accepting tasks to earn spiritual stones.
She glanced at the cultivation of these casual cultivators. When the Shang Ding Association first started, only Xiantian and foundation-building monks came here. Now there are many foundation-building monks, and a few extraordinary ones can be seen from time to time. Yang Jiecheng is small and generally has low cultivation levels. Being able to see so many extraordinary people shows that its development is not bad.
But this was completely lower than her expectation. How could it only develop to this level in ten years?
Zhan Changfeng stopped a waiter who was passing by, "Do you still have a branch?"
The waiter could not detect her cultivation, but felt it was unfathomable, and immediately said respectfully, "There are no branches."
"Let the steward come to see me."
"Ah?" The waiter panicked, "Do you have any questions?"
"Forget it, I'll do it myself, you go and do your work." Zhan Changfeng waved his soul thought as he went to the top floor.
At least she had divided the costumes of stewards, waiters, and guards into categories. Even if many people were replaced, she could still find the current stewards by their costumes.
The three stewards who were guarding the store today were swept away by their soul thoughts, and their hearts felt cold. They thought that some powerful person came to the door to cause trouble, so they hurriedly informed the guards.
"Where are the people?"
"It seems to be going upstairs."
The third steward led the guards and hurried upstairs.
The Shang Ding will have nine annular floors. The first, second, third and fourth floors are the buying and selling areas. The fifth floor and up are where fellow Taoists compete in their skills. The top floor is empty and usually only the helmsman can enter.
They were sweating coldly as they went up, and one of them shouted, "What's going on with the guards on each floor? Why are they letting people go up there? Can't they stop them at all?"
"It's over. The president is not here. We may not be able to resist. Go and invite Elder Ling and a few worshipers."
"Director Wen will be on duty on the eighth floor today. I'll send a message to him immediately."
Daoist Wen, who was practicing in a certain clean room, suddenly felt that his inhibitions were triggered. He waved his sleeves and put in the sound transmission. He let out a light sigh. Did he meet someone who was looking for trouble?
He opened the door and stepped into the quiet corridor. His consciousness swept around, focusing on the two strange smells coming up the stairs. Before anyone arrived, he yelled, "Who is trespassing on private land?!"
Zhan Changfeng paused slightly. She had made a series of rules, but she didn't get herself an identity certificate, which was really a mistake. In addition, she wore a mask at that time, revealing her true face, and no one knew her.
Even the people who came to block the road were the same.
This was none other than Elder Wen Chen of the original Elders Council. After he arrived in the Shanhai Realm, he stayed for a while in the new city built by the original Tibetan Yunjian people. Because he disdained the complicated interpersonal relationships in the new city, he accepted Lianwei's invitation and came to Shang Dinghui served as an offering.
Wen Chen came in forcefully, slowing down his steps as he got closer, his pressure gradually receding. Of these two people, the handsome one seemed to have never been seen before, but the slim and cool one was Wu Feiyu, whom he had not seen in ten years.
"You, what's wrong with you?"
Wu Feiyu curled his lips and smiled, "Old man, how come it's so hard to look at you after not seeing each other for so many years?"
When Wen Chen heard her teasing, he almost rolled his eyes. This person really has an unreliable temper. Hehe, his cultivation has been growing for a long time, and he can't even be lectured.
Elder Wen was so sad that Qianlang was about to be beaten to death on the beach. But he hadn't forgotten the business yet and barged into the Shang Ding Meeting. Even old acquaintances couldn't accommodate him. "Come and have a cup of tea with me. Let's talk about it slowly."
The third steward and the guards rushed up. Seeing that their momentum was unmatched by monks, they were afraid that only Daoist Wen could talk to them, so they did not go up to talk to them, but firmly blocked the stairs to give Wen Chen a stand.
Zhan Changfeng was quite satisfied with their reactions. He suppressed the coldness he inadvertently exuded and said calmly and elegantly, "Senior Wen, you are well."
Wen Chen looked at Zhan Changfeng hesitantly.
Zhan Changfeng revealed her true appearance once during the reincarnation assessment, but later put on a mask, so only some contestants at the time knew her true appearance, and no one else knew.
She didn't let him guess, and said to herself, "It's me, Zhan Changfeng."
Wen Chen Shen'er shuddered. He was detained by the Wuqu Dynasty at that time and had not experienced the changes in Xiaoli Realm. However, every time he thought of it, his heart ached, heartbroken for the lives wiped out by the flood, and heartbroken for Tongze and his descendants who sacrificed their lives.
The disaster in Xiaolijie is a scar for all their living people.
For him, the most profound wounds in this injury were the white mark and Zhan Changfeng, who fell too fast. One was an old friend, and the other was a young junior who had placed high hopes on him.
Losing anyone makes him feel painful and ashamed.
"It's really you. Aren't you in Xiaoli Realm?" He said with mixed feelings, "Xiaoli Realm is open again? How are the others?"
Zhan Changfeng also wanted to know some things that happened in the past ten years, "Senior Wen, let's sit down and chat."
"Okay, let's go to the flower hall." Wen Chen noticed her cultivation and sighed, "Don't call me senior. I'm afraid there is nothing better than you in my cultivation knowledge. From now on, I will treat you as a Taoist friend."
"You preceded me in my practice and have taken care of me. I deserve this as a senior."
Wen Chen smiled kindly, turned around and asked, "Why are you two here together? Alas, my mind is a mess now."
"It's a long story."
After they sat down in the flower hall, Zhan Changfeng briefly summarized the affairs of Xiaoli Realm and told him that Bai Hen, Ji Guang and Jun Wenjiu were still trapped in China, and that he was lucky enough to come out through the space teleportation array.
Hearing that there was no big problem in Shenzhou and that Bai Hen, Ji Guang, Jun Wenjiu and others were still alive, he was finally comforted and told Zhan Changfeng about the new city.
The surviving men and horses of Zangyun Stream eventually moved to the mountain and sea realm, and built a new city with great pains.
However, the new city represents the integration of the original Council of Elders and the original princes. This process is accompanied by various conflicts and is very complicated. He is only an honorary elder of the Council of Elders. Helping them build the city is considered as doing his best, and he does not want to participate in it. In order to fight for power and gain, he accepted Lianwei's invitation and came to the Shang Ding Meeting.
Later, not long after the new city was stabilized, a face-to-face war broke out in Beizhao Continent. Donglin Dynasty took the lead in starting a melee. Jingyao Kingdom of Nanfeng Continent also intervened from time to time, and the situation was violently turbulent.
As a result, at the invitation of Jingyao Kingdom, powerful factions such as Mingrui Gouji and the original Weiminghou Qinglanhou moved to Jingyao with hundreds of thousands of monks.
Lu Yishan did not go, but joined the Day Clan.
Nowadays, there is no longer any power in Zangyunjian.
