Half a day later.
Heming City.
A breeze blew by, and a figure appeared outside the city.
This person wore a blue scarf, and stood a small and exquisite pitch-black monkey on his shoulder. If you look closely, you can see that although the monkey is not big, it has a rather unruly expression. Its eyes are looking around as if it is arrogant, as if the man at its feet is just its car.
This person came all the way from Wanren Mountain at the right time.
Naturally, there is Heiye on his shoulders. Because the purpose of this trip is far away and there is a high possibility of a battle with aliens, he takes Heiye with him. Because it doesn't want to stay in the spirit beast bag, and it doesn't force it when it's good.
The Heming City in front of you is the largest city within a thousand miles. It is said that it was not called this name before. Because the current city owner loves cranes, many shopkeepers in the city follow his fancy and buy various varieties of cranes from various places as gifts.
As time went by, there were flocks of cranes in the mansion, perched on the eaves of the houses, in various poses. They often got up together and flew around the city, covering the sky and the sun. They could be seen for hundreds of miles and heard for thousands of miles, so it was called: Crane City.
When I entered the city at a good time, I saw a group of colorful cranes spreading their wings from a high-rise building somewhere, soaring into the sky against the afterglow of the setting sun. Sometimes they disappeared into the clouds, sometimes they were wrapped in the glow, and sometimes there was a clear crane call. Although it was A city of thousands of people, it is no less than a blessed land in a fairyland.
The people in the city seem to have been accustomed to this for a long time. Only a few people who looked up like Liangchen could tell at a glance that this was their first time here.
After a while, Liangchen withdrew his gaze and walked quickly towards somewhere in the city.
After turning around and around, he stopped in front of a three-story pentagonal pavilion.
The pavilion is decorated with cloud patterns, among which there are immortals riding on the clouds looming. On the gate are engraved three immortal and elegant ancient seal characters: Chengyun Pavilion.
Liangchen stepped in. As soon as he entered the door, he felt that his eyes were dark, and the sound of the guzheng came leisurely to his ears. When he looked carefully, he saw a three-foot-round pool in the center of the hall. The mist was shrouded in the pool, and rockeries and strange rocks could be vaguely seen. A pair of cranes stand leaning against each other, dipping their beaks into water to clean their white feathers.
A three-color exquisite lamp hangs on the top of the hall, like a stretched orchid, with pearls on each, in blue, milky white, and orange.
Although the light is bright, it is extremely soft, and through the steaming water mist, it makes the entire hall hazy and looming.
After looking at the atrium, Liangchen looked around and saw several elegant rooms separated by screens on both sides.
You can vaguely see the silhouettes of people in twos and threes reflected on the flower and bird screen, sometimes toasting, and sometimes talking and laughing.
"This..." Liangchen glanced around, wondering if he had gone to the wrong place, when he saw a girl in colorful clothes and skirt walking towards him, looking at him with a smile.
"Are the distinguished guests here by invitation, or have they made reservations in advance..."
"Not invited." Liangchen shook his head.
"Then I'm really sorry. The elegant seats in the Xuanzhong have been booked. Please come and book in advance next time." The girl apologized, lowered her head slightly, and thanked the guest with a smile.
"I came to your shopkeeper to buy a few taels of Yanxia Peak's spiritual tea." Liangchen said in a low voice, thinking of his senior brother's explanation. Yanxia Peak is the name of a strange peak in Wanren Mountain.
Hearing these words, the girl smiled even more, "It turns out that the distinguished guest came from afar to ask for tea, so I invite you here."
As she spoke, the woman walked slowly forward in the mist with lotus steps like flowers.
"The layout here is somewhat elegant." Liangchen followed closely behind, looking around, and couldn't help but secretly marvel in his heart.
Under the leadership of the woman, we arrived at the second floor.
The style of the second floor has suddenly changed. Although the rooms are similar, the light is more beautiful than that on the first floor, and a high platform is added in the center. The surrounding palace lanterns are like stars, connected dots, and more than a dozen women in colorful clothes are singing to the music of harp and harp. Sleeves dance.
The surrounding rooms also turned into closed rooms. Sometimes people came out with cards, and sometimes women walked in and out of the rooms.
Liangchen's spiritual thoughts swept away, and he saw that there was a faint halo on each room, which must have been restricted.
With his current state, it would be easy to pry into something, but he felt it was not necessary.
The woman did not stop, but took him directly to the third floor.
After entering the third floor, my eyes finally lit up.
The hall is divided into two, one half is the room and the other half is the hall. Sixteen bright lamps are arranged in various directions. There is an Eight Immortals table in the center, and a woman in palace clothes is sitting there.
Behind the woman stood two beautiful women. One was shaking a fan to fan her, and the other was making fists with her jade hands to beat her back.
Seeing Liangchen coming up, the face of the woman in palace clothes suddenly changed to a smile, she stood up and greeted:
"I'm going to take you to Madam Yunying Yunxuan. A distinguished guest is here. If you don't welcome us from afar, please take a seat quickly!"
"Tea!"
The girl who was beating her back immediately skillfully poured tea for Liangchen, and then stood respectfully behind her, her beautiful eyes constantly circling the monkey on Liangchen's shoulders.
Liangchen was not polite, he sat down casually, and then gave Heiye a look, Heiye immediately jumped down and stood quietly aside.
"Jian Zong is still in seclusion. May I ask who you are?" Mrs. Yunying saw that Liang Chen had no intention of taking off the hijab, and after thinking about it for a moment, she said.
"As entrusted by my master, I came here to inquire about something." Liangchen avoided answering and stretched out his hand to take out a token.
The token is green and green, with a hazy sword shadow in the center, but it is not the master of Nanfeng Peak.
It turned out that for the sake of confidentiality, he asked for the token of the retreating disciple to be carried with him before leaving.
Seeing the sword order, Mrs. Yunying's eyes were stunned, as if she felt a little disappointed.
Jian Zong sealed the mountain, and the people who could come out at this moment must be extraordinary, so he received them personally.
Who would have thought that it was just a sword command belonging to an inner disciple.
But the next moment she covered up this trace of loss.
"I wonder what your distinguished guest needs to know?"
"I want to know the current situation of Demon Dragon City." Liangchen replied.
"Magic Dragon City?" Mrs. Yunying was startled when she heard this, turned her head and asked behind her:
"Where is the Demon Dragon City?"
"Tell Madam, Ling'er doesn't know." The girl who beat her back thought for a moment and shook her head.
The girl holding a fan next to her was also thinking hard, but after a while she seemed to have found nothing.
"Qiao'er didn't expect it either."
"A place that even you two can't think of is either an unknown town, or it's not part of Zhongzhou." Mrs. Yunying smiled sweetly when she heard this, and slowly looked towards Liangchen.
"That's right. This city is outside the borders of Eastern Xinjiang, closer to Yunmeng Kingdom." Liangchen nodded and took out a map, tapping the location of the Demonic Dragon City.
"Go check it out." Mrs. Yunying took a look, and the sense of loss reappeared in her eyes.
Since Jian Zong sealed the mountain, the first question his disciples secretly went out to inquire about turned out to be about the situation in a small border town thousands of miles away!
"There's something wrong..." Mrs. Yunying looked thoughtful, her eyes falling on the little black monkey on the side.
The woman named Ling'er immediately turned around and walked towards the room.
The lady searched but found nothing. She thought about Zhanyan and raised her glass, and asked tentatively:
"Since the distinguished guest is out of the mountain, it must be that the time for the Sword Sect to seal the mountain has come, right?"
"It has not been resolved." Liangchen shook his head, then picked up the tea bowl and began to taste it slowly.
"Nowadays, Zhongzhou is in turmoil, and Jian Zong has not opened the mountain. Alas~~" Mrs. Yun Ying looked worried, but her eyes watched the tea bowl slowly bottoming out, and her smile grew stronger.
