Yunlan Mansion is flying from heavy snow, Tianyuan Mansion is already scorching sun, a scene of bumper harvest.

On the mountain road, the two riders are slowly riding.

"As the saying goes, ten miles is a custom, a hundred miles and a landscape, I can't be deceived if it's true." Lei Junqian held a horse whip and waved it lightly, admiring the surrounding scenery with a pleasant expression:

"The scenery of Tianyuan Mansion is completely different from that of Lei's house. It's pretty good to go out and walk frequently."

This contemporary Patriarch of the Lei Family actually went a long way and decided to participate in the Xianfang transaction in person.

In his body, there are many years of accumulation of the Lei family, and he is also considered a bold person.

In fact, he was forced to be helpless.

Several elder masters of the Lei family were killed one after another, and their hand tools were missing. Even the treasure of the town family, the Heavenly Thunder Sword, disappeared.

Today's Lei Family's strength has fallen to the bottom, and there is an urgent need for a better magic weapon to increase its strength.

This trip made other people feel uncomfortable, and it happened to test the courage of the new Patriarch.

Therefore, Lei Junqian had such a fate.

"Not bad." Mo Qiu heard the sound echoed:

"Most of the immortal masters who have been passed on are chic and comfortable, walking towards the Cangwu and going to the Beihai, and are at ease in the world."

"If this is true, this life will not be in vain!"

"It's a pity!" Lei Jun sighed lightly:

"In fact, I am waiting for the practitioners, and the warning signs are high, and I have trouble sleeping and eating. It is also rare to be at ease."

"Yeah." Moqiu nodded, then raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Wow..."

In the dense forest on the side in front, the branches and leaves swayed, and an old man with white hair rushed out from it.

"Two... Dao friends?" The old man carefully scanned the two of them, arching his hands a little awkwardly:

"The little old man is not going back, he is polite!"

"Um..." Lei Junqian glanced at him:

"Five layers of gas refining."

"Your Excellency stopped us, why?"

This level of cultivation is naturally not a threat to them, but he still remains vigilant.

"That's it." Shan Bugui seemed a little embarrassed when someone saw through the repair base, clasped his fist and said:

"Dare to ask two fellow Taoists, but go to the nearby city of Xianjiafang?"

"Not bad." Lei Jun nodded:

"Are you going to Xianfang too?"

"Exactly. Exactly." Shan Bugui nodded repeatedly, beaming with joy:

"It's true, the young man heard that this Fang Market is a rare Xian Fang in the dynasty for more than a decade, so I plan to come over and learn more."

"No matter what..."

Having said this, his expression was slightly uncomfortable, and he twisted his body before continuing:

"The little old man doesn't know the specific location of Xianfang. I don't know if two Taoists can help me?"

Lei Jun knew everything:

"Do you want to walk with us?"

"If you can, that's the best." Shan Bugui nodded.

This old man is obviously a cultivator, but he feels like a sour scholar among mortals.

Without the freedom and arrogance of a cultivator, he is like a scholar who has been accustomed to making promises all the year round.

Lei Jun turned his head and looked towards Moqiu:

"Brother Mo?"

"Since you want to travel together, you might as well let the people inside come out together." Mo Qiu looked to one side of the dense forest.

Upon hearing this, Lei Junqian's expression sank immediately.

"Don't get me wrong, you two, we have no malice." Upon seeing this, Shan Buhui's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly said:

"The little old man has no intention of deceiving the two, it's just...it's just that sometimes it is inevitable to take precautions."

Saying, waved to the jungle:

"Master Bao and Xueer, come out and meet the two seniors soon!"

"Wow..."

The forest shook, and a man and a woman walked out one by one.

The man is in his early twenties, dressed in white, with a long sword hanging from his waist, like a warrior of the rivers and lakes.

The girl is thirteen or fourteen years old, refining Qi on the third level, with transparent eyes, she is looking at the two of them with curiosity.

"You people..." Lei Junqian looked at the three of them and couldn't help covering his forehead:

"Just come out and walk the world with such a little cultivation base, don't the family, don't you care about it?"

"Back to senior." Bao Gongzi arched his hands:

"The younger generation is just a mortal at home, and my father is a county clerk, and he doesn't know anything about the spiritual world."

"It's also a coincidence that I found a secret book in my collection of books, and luckily cultivated mana."

"Little old man is a casual cultivator." Shan Bugui bowed and said:

"In the early years, I was a teacher in the county town. I realized that I had a talent for cultivation when I got older, so I barely started practicing."

"Xue'er is my apprentice, and she has been walking around the world with her for many years, but she has been fine. Not long ago, we had a chance encounter with Bao Gongzi, and we came to Xianfang to see if we can buy something."

"Heh..." Lei Jun Qianqinghe:

"Your luck is pretty good."

"Yes." Shan Bugui nodded anxiously and said with a flattering smile:

"It's not that we met two noble people today, otherwise we would still bump into headless flies."

"Good luck, it's just for a while. What's difficult is that luck is so good for a lifetime." Lei Junqian shook his head:

"Keep up!"

Moqiu didn't say much, but his gaze slowly swept across the three of them, and paused on the little girl.

Among the three, this girl has the best talent and the strongest potential.

As far as he is concerned, it is better to do more than to do less. This time the same is also because Xianfang is not far ahead.

With or without it, there is no difference.

"This is where Xianfang is?"

Looking at a small town surrounded by mountains in front of him, Shan Bugui's eyes widened, his expression unbelievable:

"Isn't this a mortal town?"

The point is, they just spent the night in the town yesterday, but they couldn't find anything wrong.

"Not bad." Lei Junqian said slowly:

"This is a mortal town, but it is also where Xianfang is located, and a transaction between immortal cultivators will be held here every ten or twenty years."

He rode forward and said as he walked:

"The name of this town is Xianyou Town. It is the place where the former master of the Zhenfa Division has fallen and is guarded by formations."

"There are not many masters in the family here, but they can use their blood to open up the big formation here."

"By then, it will be the day when Xianfang opens."

"The head of the town and law department." Young Master Bao was moved:

"I heard that these characters are the immortal cultivators who built Daoji?"

"Not bad." Lei Jun nodded:

"Because the formation of this place came from the hands of senior Daoji, and it is more in line with the surrounding mountains and terrain, so even if you are a monk of Daoji, you can never break the formation of this place for a while."

"Everyone will deal honestly and save a lot of trouble."

"certainly!"

He paused slightly and said:

"The formation method will blind the perception and suppress the cultivation base, so there will be people with unknown origins participating in it."

"Hehuan Sect, Blood Evil Sect, and certain evil ways may also appear."

Do not!

It should be, it will definitely appear.

"evil ways?"

Hearing that, the eyes were uneasy, but the two young men had no fear on their faces, but rather a little curiosity.

Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and they should be talking about them.

"But senior." The girl Ji Xue was puzzled:

"We lived in this town last night, and we walked a few blocks. Why didn't we see any cultivators?"

"Yes?"

Lei Jun chuckled softly when he heard the words, and then his body shook slightly, and the aura on his body was quickly weakened.

The blink of an eye looks like a mortal in the eyes of Wang Qishu.

This kind of concealment method is nothing, as long as the cultivation level is sufficient, you can see through it.

Even if he is proficient in Wangqi technique, he can detect it.

But it is easy to fool Shan Bugui who are ignorant of the spiritual world.

"If the three of you walked through this town yesterday, I'm afraid you have already caught the eye of the caring person."

Lei Junqian glanced back and said:

"For your luck today, you met us halfway, and return here. Otherwise, I am afraid that you have already met some people with bad intentions."

"Yes, yes." Shan Bugui looked scared:

"I said, we were lucky, and met the nobleman when we went out, so that we were saved from disaster."

"Let's go!"

Lei Junqian waved his hand and led the horse into the town.

You Xianlou.

Five people stepped into the restaurant.

This time, the three of Shan Bugui finally found out that something was wrong.

The sight of Ruoruowu around them made them pale. Fortunately, they should have noticed the presence of Lei Junqian, their sights withdrawn one after another, and the invisible pressure dissipated.

"There are still a few days before Xianfang opens. As long as you don't leave the town during this period, nothing will happen."

"certainly."

"If you are looking for a dead end, you can't blame others!"

Lei Junqian confessed again, and threw a piece of gold toward the counter by himself.

"Two yards, quieter."

"Yes!" The shopkeeper took the gold with joy, and bowed behind him:

"Guest officer please!"

…………

After settled down.

Seeing Lei Junqian's impatience, Shan Bugui and the three of them didn't continue to entangle, but asked for three rooms next to each other.

As a cultivator, no matter how bad they are, they will not lack the gold and silver needed for mortal transactions.

In the next few days, everyone showed their own personalities.

Only the non-returning nature is cautious. After trying to make contact with the immortal cultivators living here, he stays behind closed doors, and disciples are not allowed to wander around.

It seems that he intends to wait for the beginning of Xianfang.

It was that Young Master Bao, who was quite bold, and he was in a group with a group of casual cultivators.

The casual cultivator came from the north of the sky, the cultivation base was high and low, and there was actually a master at the eleventh level of Qi refining.

It is a pity that he is too old and his potential is exhausted.

Lei Junqian met an acquaintance here, like the head of a certain family of cultivating immortals, and the two often walked around.

Mo Qiu went out and turned a few times, and followed the trail to a courtyard.

This is the meeting point for the disciples of the Cangyu School, and two disciples from the inner sect are also here.

From this point of view, sect disciples are far better than others.

There are many masters, sufficient cohesion, and more background.

Even if some people plan to do some murder and looting, they will not choose the hard bones of the sect disciple.

So, a few days have passed in a flash.

Xianfang opens.

…………

evening.

The cold wind is blowing.

A layer of faint mist emerged from the ground, silently covering the entire town.

"Woo..."

The low horn, with a certain weird power, echoed in the town.

Some old people seem to have thought of something. They close their doors early, so that the people don’t ask too much.

Every ten or twenty years, the spirits of the mountains will gather here, and mortals will encounter ominous.

Its mark is the sudden and heavy fog.

The sound waves reverberated continuously, and after a while, the mortals in the town fell into a deep sleep after hearing it.

In the fog, groups of various auras emerged one after another, and there were huge flags floating in the air.

Silhouettes of people appeared in the thick fog.

Mo Qiu opened the door of the small courtyard, his eyes gathered together, but he could only see through a few feet in front of him.

Under the formation, the cultivation base and strength are also suppressed.

The only thing that is not affected is the mortal family here, but they dare not offend the practitioner.

"Babaotang!"

Looking at the eye-catching flags on the street in front of him, he stopped slightly and walked into it.