When Luo Shan had just reached the foot of the mountain, ripples suddenly appeared on the open ground in front of the mountain gate, and a slightly hunchbacked white-haired old man walked out from the formation.

The person came forward without haste, and asked, "Are you going to do something?"

Luo Shan took a look at Zhenjun Wenshui, nodded his head lightly, then stretched out his hand to hold it lightly, and the seven-flame spiritual fan made of red bird spiritual feathers appeared in his hand.

He waved the handle of the fan towards the sky, and saw that in an instant, the sky filled with fire clouds condensed, turning into seven huge spirit birds with hazy aura shining all over their bodies. There are seven types of Fang, Feng, Huang, Xuanniao and Chongmingniao.

As the seven spirit birds turned into streams of light while singing, they flew towards the sky, and then hovered over Misty City. When their wings waved, there were spiritual lights scattered among them. Inside and outside the giant city that is three to four hundred miles wide, brilliant brilliance soared into the sky at the same time.

After that, every tens of miles or so, there will be fire curtains condensed with spiritual fire, dividing the city into more than 300 small areas.

This vision suddenly surprised many monks in the city, not knowing what happened. Seeing that the situation was not right, some elderly and cautious monks either hurried back to their lodgings, or hurriedly looked for the nearest mansion of a friendly fellow Taoist to take shelter temporarily.

Master Wenshui in front of the mountain gate saw that the formation in the city had started, and asked slowly: "Luo Shan, how many monks from the Hongyue Tower in the city are still there?"

"There are only five people." Luo Shan said, quite disappointed in his words.

"Since the death of Venerable Hongyue, Hongyue Tower is headed by Xuan Yu, and there are ten or two real kings under its command. In the past, Shiheng once said, let me let Zhiyi and Hongyi of Hongyi City let go when we do it. Now Among these five people, are there two of them?" Wenshui Zhenjun asked.

Over the past few decades, after Luo Shan notified in advance, Bixiao Palace and other four sects secretly recalled the Zhenjun who had been placed in the Red Moon Tower in the past, so four of the twelve Nascent Soul monks went away at once, and the remaining eight people only.

"I understand what you mean. Shiheng's face is naturally given. But they are not among the five people right now, and Xuan Yu and Feng Xuan are not there. It's really interesting. If Xuan Yu If he doesn't show up, then he intends to use my strength to clean up the carrion attached to the Red Moon City, paving the way for his apprentice in the future." Luo Shan said with a chuckle.

"These casual cultivators didn't even fight for the spirit fire this time. It seems that they are determined to stay in the city, in case we take the opportunity to control the big formation in the city again and drive it away. It's just that they really think that we have lost that Misty Formation Command, lost the control of the large formation in the city?" Wen Shui sneered.

"It's nothing more than wanting to make my mind faint. I come here whenever I go. They have borrowed our Piaomiao City to practice for so long, and now their physical body and Nascent Soul Power should be regarded as borrowing money."

As soon as Luo Shan finished his words, he immediately wore a shining silver-white military equipment and armor, and then flew into the air, galloping towards a nearby fourth-order spiritual mountain.

And when the Misty City formed, among several hills with thin aura not far outside the city, several Foundation Establishment cultivators crushed the mysterious purple beads in their hands, and then took out the flying boat without looking back. The ground imperial weapon flew away from here.

In a quiet valley full of aura in the hinterland of Nanzhou, Zhenjun Fengxuan was drinking tea with Zhiyi and his wife in red in a stone pavilion beside the clear pool.

Suddenly his expression changed, and he took out several cracked purple beads and placed them on the stone table.

"Luo Shan has made a move, you sit down for a while, and I will report this matter to Master." Zhenjun Fengxuan said in a deep voice.

"Don't worry about us, you go quickly." Zhiyi Zhenjun said.

Zhenjun Fengxuan stood up and bowed his hands to the two, then flew towards the valley.

"The tea is getting cold, drink it quickly." Hong Yi said indifferently, as if she didn't hear anything.

Zhiyi looked at his wife who had been with him for more than two thousand years, and knew her temperament well, so he quickly picked up the teacup and drank it all down, and then said with a smile:

"We have been waiting for Luo Shan for so long, and he finally made a move. Once this matter is over, our dispute with the five sects will come to an end, and life in Nanzhou will also calm down."

"When the venerable was alive, he collected the cruel and ruthless casual cultivators in Nanzhou and overseas. Apart from wanting them to contribute a little bit, the more important thing was not to reduce troubles. Since Xuan Yu took charge of the Red Moon Tower, , They huddled together in a group, neither listening to the tune nor listening to the announcement, consciously thinking that the Misty Valley was at a time of weakness, and wanted to do the same thing as the dove occupying the magpie's nest, don't you know how deep the five sects are? The former venerable and When Xuanshan and Xiao Chengwu were all there, they still didn't dare to persecute them too much, and they don't know where their confidence comes from?" Hongyi said and filled her husband with tea.

On the other side, Zhenjun Fengxuan had already flown to a stone gate, stood on the stone steps, and said respectfully: "Master, Misty Valley has already made a move."

After the words fell for a long time, the stone door slowly opened, and Xuan Yu walked out slowly.

Zhenjun Fengxuan hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and asked with concern on his face: "Is Master okay?"

Xuan Yu lightly raised his hand, shook his head, with an old-fashioned look, how can he see the demeanor of decades ago?

He said weakly: "Yi Xuan and the four of them have already gone back. What is your plan? Let me tell you about it. I have already made arrangements on my side. The Red Moon Tower left by the Venerable can't be ruined just like that." in my hand."

Zhenjun Fengxuan was not in a hurry to reply, but with a thought, he took out a simple wooden chair, and then helped Xuan Yu to sit down.

After the master settled down, he said slowly:

"The four of them go back if they want to go back. What is the apprentice going back to Xuanyuanzong? In the past, when the disciple was still a teenager, Qinghe Jifeng and the others sent me to the Red Moon Tower to deliver news for them. Thinking about it for me? If it wasn’t for Master’s hard work in cultivating and teaching me in this life, how could Fengxuan achieve what he is today? I’m afraid that at most, he would stop at the Golden Core, which would have already turned into a handful of loess. If Master still refuses to believe in disciples~ lightnovelpub.net~Then you can hand over the Red Moon Building to Zhiyi, Hongyi and the other couple, and the disciples will definitely help each other as much as possible without any complaints."

Xuan Yu lightly raised his hand, Feng Xuan bowed his head seeing the situation.

"If the teacher doesn't believe in you, why would he bother teaching so much? It's just that if the teacher is gone later, you have to be optimistic about the Red Moon Tower, and give up some things that should be given up. Don't fight with Wu Zong and the others. Nanzhou has no Their five sects are at the top, and they have long been invaded by foreign races in Western Desert, Northern Xinjiang, and overseas, and we will just guard our one-acre three-point land in the future." Xuan Yu patted the back of Feng Xuan's head lightly, and said with a smile .

After speaking, he took off a jade ring from his hand and put it in Feng Xuan's hand, Yin Sheng said: "I will leave the rest to you."

"I understand, I will not disappoint Master!" Zhenjun Fengxuan said with a solemn expression.

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PS: I will write about the battle of the spirit fire later, this is not procrastination, the previous writing must always fill in the gaps, otherwise the plot will be somewhat incomplete.