At the gate of Fangshi, a group of Jindingmen monks stood there to maintain order. Behind them sat an old man wearing simple robes and a sword at his waist. Judging from his position and pressure, he was obviously a famous man. A monk in the foundation-building period.
It's just that on this happy day of Jindingshan Xiaohui, the old man's face didn't look very good. He closed his eyes slightly and exuded an aura that was inaccessible to strangers. The Jindingmen monks in front did not dare to approach him. Only one young monk was closer to him, but he kept a distance from the other monks.
Li Qingfeng and others followed Ge Mao and Chen Hao to the gate of Fangshi. When the young monk saw them, he came up to them and bowed, took out a mirror-like magic weapon, and called out: "Senior Brother Ge."
Ge Mao nodded and told him to do what he wanted. The monk nodded and looked at Ge Mao with a mirror. When the mirror showed no reaction, he said, "I'm sorry." After that, he looked at everyone in the Li family behind him one by one.
Everyone in the Li family was very cooperative, but Chen Hao was very impatient. When the young monk used a mirror to look at him, Li Qingfeng even heard him snort. The monk said nothing, lowered his head and saluted, and said: "Junior Brother Chen, you have to go to the Sacrifice Tripod Pavilion first, and they will arrange a place for you."
After that, he took out a wooden sign and handed it over. Chen Hao curled his lips and muttered: "Do you still need to say it?" He didn't even look at him seriously, took it with one hand, turned around and called everyone in the Li family to come in, and that The disciple seemed to have been used to it for a long time, so he said nothing and silently turned around and went back.
Li Qingfeng saw everything in his eyes, thoughtfully.
Chen Hao is undoubtedly a supporter of the so-called "Advocating the Ancient Sect", and judging from his attitude just now, the young disciple is undoubtedly a disciple of the "Chuxin Sect".
It seems that this "new sect" is weaker than I thought.
Li Qingfeng recalled that when he was in Chaoyin Mountain, he didn't remember seeing such a person. However, this disciple was only at the third level of qi training. It was normal that he didn't go to Chaoyin Mountain, so he stopped thinking about it and followed Ge Maoer. People walk into Fangshi.
The streets in Jindingshanfang City are about twice as wide as those in Da'anfang City, and the ground is paved with flat stones, unlike those in Da'anfang City which are mostly pitted and untreated bluestone slabs. People were coming and going, and it was extremely lively. There were all kinds of hawking, bargaining and talking sounds. Only when you really entered the market did you realize that it was at least three times more lively than it looked from the outside.
"Fellow Daoist Li, come here with me. I will take you to stay first."
Chen Hao came over and said to Li Qingfeng and others.
After entering Fangshi, Ge Mao called Chen Hao and asked him to take everyone in the Li family to stay. He flew in another direction, saying that he wanted to report. Naturally, everyone in the Li family didn't have any objections. They all followed Li Qingfeng's example and said goodbye, and then followed Chen Hao.
Along the way, various characters emerge one after another. There are strong men carrying sledgehammers and strong backs; there are scholars holding books and wearing headbands; and there are young men and women shopping arm in arm. The surrounding shops were also of varying quality, selling spiritual grains, talismans, magic weapons, and puppet beasts. Li Qingfeng also saw someone selling snacks and food. He asked about the price. One spiritual stone and five bags were very cheap, so he bought it. Bring some and give each person a bag to share.
Chen Hao naturally also got a bag. As long as there is no fundamental conflict, a small thing can win the other party's favor. Why not?
Not long after, everyone followed Chen Hao to an attic of more than ten feet in the east of Fangshi. The layout outside the attic is quite similar to the "Jinding Pavilion" that Li Qingfeng had seen before in Da'anfang City. The three words "Ji Ding Pavilion" were written on its plaque. Many Jinding Sect disciples were coming in and out. It's a place where official business is done.
Chen Hao asked everyone in the Li family to wait outside and walked in alone. Li Qingfeng only saw him walking to a counter to communicate with people, lying on the counter and writing something, and after a while he took it from the monk behind the counter. After passing something, he turned around and walked out of the "Jiding Pavilion".
As he walked towards the Li family, he waved the token in his hand and said to Li Qingfeng: "Fellow Daoist Li, your family has been placed in Class C, East District, Fang City this time. I will take you there right now."
Li Qingfeng thanked him and the group followed Chen Hao.
Everyone's residence was arranged behind a palace in the east of Fang City, and the location was relatively remote. Chen Hao gave Li Qingfeng and others two options. One was to live in the guest room, which would be a little crowded, but it would not cost spiritual stones; the other was to rent a small courtyard to live in. Although the place was not big, it was equipped with a small The spirit gathering formation and sound isolation formation cost ten spirit stones a day to rent.
There are still five days left before the official start of the Jinding Mountain Small Meeting. Including the Immortal Ascension Ceremony and the Foundation Establishment Ceremony, it will only take ten days at most and one hundred spiritual stones. For Li Qingfeng who carries more than 1,500 spiritual stones. Not a huge number. Besides, he also brought a lot of talismans that he had refined over the past few months, so he decided to rent a courtyard.
After handing over fifty spirit stones, Chen Hao took out a token and handed it to Li Qingfeng, and explained how to use the token. This token is completely black and made of some kind of spiritual wood. It has many patterns engraved on it and is used to control the restrictions outside the courtyard.
Li Qingfeng had seen this thing many times in his previous life, so he nodded, accepted it, thanked him, and invited Chen Hao to come in for two cups of tea. Chen Hao declined, saying that he still had to go back to the mission and was a little tired. Li Qingfeng did not leave him alone and waved goodbye to him.
Before leaving, Li Qingfeng suddenly remembered to ask Chen Hao if he knew where the Zhang family was located, which was Zhang Pengyi's Zhang family. He and Zhang Pengyi had made an appointment to meet in Jindingshanfang City before. The agreed time was not too different from now. As a small family affiliated with Jindingmen, the Zhang family should also come to attend the Jindingshan meeting. Just ask and see. Just go and visit.
However, although Chen Hao knew the Zhang family that Li Qingfeng was talking about, he did not know where they were assigned. He only said that the Zhang family should also live in the C-level area because there were no foundation-building monks.
Li Qingfeng nodded, thanked and said goodbye to Chen Hao, and then arranged for everyone in the Li family to stay in the courtyard.
Although it was not yet Youshi, everyone in the Li family was very excited after entering Fangshi just now. They were looking left and right and chattering. After all, they had been flying in the sky for more than twenty days. As soon as they arrived at a place to rest, a Everyone looked tired, especially the children. The youngest, Li Yuxiang, had already started fighting with his eyelids. Li Qingfeng arranged for them to go and have a rest, saying that he would call them out during dinner.
There is a main hall in the courtyard and four rooms on both sides. It is indeed a small courtyard. Li Qingfeng arranged for Wen Xiuxiang and Li Qingqing to share a room, Li Qingdong and Li Yuxiang to share a room, himself and Li Qingzhu and Li Yuming to share a room, and the last room was used as a quiet room. Li Qingfeng planned to use it for his own cultivation.
