Xiuxian exchange system

How could Yi Zhixin, the Supreme Elder of their Lingxiao Hall, be so talkative.

Does that person have any relationship with Yi Zhixin?
The three guessed in their hearts, but no one dared to ask more questions.

Having just recovered a life, he saluted Yi Zhixin at the same time, and fled behind him without saying a word.

"I don't know the name of the senior?" Lai Wuhen asked again, bowing to the man in the Taoist robe.

"Yi Zhixin."

"Since Senior Yi said so, this junior doesn't have any objections. If Senior Yi doesn't have any orders, this junior will leave first."

Although Lai Wuhen didn't know why Yi Zhixin didn't attack him directly, he wasn't afraid to have Shan Yiyi as his backing.

It's just that Shan Yiyi's identity as a demon clan is not easy to reveal in front of others, and he doesn't intend to take the initiative to provoke trouble.

"Little friend Lai, please do what you want." Yi Zhixin put his hands behind his back, not intending to do anything at all.

The system did not receive the warning of killing intent, and Lai Wuhen did not doubt Yi Zhixin in his heart, so he bowed to him again, stopped talking, and fled to the distance with a flash of light on his body.

"Elder Taishang."

After Lai Wuhen left, the three Golden Core stage monks from Lingxiao Hall saluted Yi Zhixin at the same time and shouted.

"Get out!" Yi Zhixin's voice was very low, but the coercion of the Nascent Soul stage monks was released without reservation.

The three of them felt a chill in their bodies, and they almost fell from the sky. They didn't dare to stay any longer, and flew away in another direction.

"Why did fellow Daoist Yi lose his temper for these juniors?" A voice came from Yi Zhixin's waist, with a cold tone.

"Hmph, a few unworthy trash, three of them can't even stand face to face with each other, and they usually practiced on dogs." Yi Zhixin said, and flew in the same direction.

"I think that kid just now is only at the late stage of Golden Core. Even with the blessing of some body training, he can't resist my full blow. Why did you stop me before?" The cold voice came again.

"Did you forget the horoscope that Lay You gave me?" Yi Zhixin asked back.

"Oh, you said that kid is the special golden core stage monk that Lay You said?" The cold voice was startled.

"Otherwise? It doesn't take three rounds to kill three people of the same rank at the same time. I have never seen a Jindan stage monk with such actual combat power in my life." Yi Zhixin said, looking at Lai In the direction of leaving without trace, the brow is still wrinkled.

"Since that person appeared, doesn't this mean that your catastrophe is coming? You layman's order has never been wrong." The cold voice seemed to be recalling something terrible, and the voice trembled a little.

"Look at the direction that kid came from, it's Pusu country, and I received news not long ago that Lin Hexuan died unexpectedly, maybe it's related to that kid." When Yi Zhixin said this, he felt a little gloating.

Lai Wuhen naturally didn't know what happened after he left.

Traveled through two countries in a row, and never encountered anything special.

At the border of Huaping country, it turned around in the direction, then went all the way south, and entered the border of Nanjian country.

Qianyao is from the Yunhai Gate of Nanjian Kingdom, but she hasn't been back for hundreds of years, and she doesn't know what the current Yunhai Gate has become.

Kuang Huayue didn't mention anything about Yunhai Gate, and presumably nothing special happened.

With a flash of light on Lai Wuhen's body, Qian Yao flew out.

"Qianyao, what are your plans?"

"Let's go back to my clan first." Thinking about Qian Meng, Qian Yao's expression was somewhat sad.

Lai Wuhen only held Qianyao's jade hand, and didn't say much.

The two flew away all the way and landed on a huge cloud island.

The buildings on the cloud island are not much different from the ones on the land, except that the lower half is covered by the thick sea of ​​clouds, and when the consciousness touches the sea of ​​clouds, it is bounced back.

Although Lai Wuhen had heard some things about Yundao from Qianyao, he was still very curious about what he saw with his own eyes.

This cloud island is called Hengyuan Island by the monks. The monks live together with ordinary people. Most of the monks' cultivation bases are not high, and the largest base is the monks in the Qi refining period.

Lai Wuhen and Qianyao restrained their breath, and walked towards the center of Hengyuan Island, which was originally the territory of the Qian family.

When the two stood in front of a tall building, they saw the word 'Zhao Mansion' written on the plaque.

Back then, the Qian clan was completely supported by Qian Meng's name, and there was not even a single Jindan stage monk in the clan.

Hundreds of years have passed since the fall of Qianmeng, and it is expected that this family territory will be occupied by other monks.

However, Qian Yao's complexion was still not very good-looking.

The two rented a temporary cave on Hengyuan Island and settled down temporarily.

Yunhai Sect did not reject foreign monks, which saved the two of them a lot of trouble.

Qianyao couldn't calm down to practice at all, and went out every day to investigate secretly, trying to find out the whereabouts of the Qian clan members, but after a month passed, she didn't get any news.

After all, the people she approached were all low-ranking monks, and these people didn't even know who the previous lord of the Zhao Mansion was.

"Qianyao, why bother, why don't you just go to the Zhao Mansion and ask if it's over." Lai Wuhen said to wake up the dreamer.

Qianyao didn't hesitate right away, she went directly to Zhao's house and knocked on the door.

Lai Wuhen and the others just let out a little coercion of the golden core stage monks, and the legs of a Qi refining stage monk who opened the door were frightened.

"Is your palace master here? Just say Qianyao, Lai Wuhen came to pay a visit."

Hearing Qianyao's words, the Qi-refining cultivator only realized it, and stumbled towards the inside.

Not long after, a young man led more than a dozen people out to greet him: "Senior Qian, Senior Lai, junior Zhao Yuankai is far away to welcome you, and I still look forward to Haihan, this way please."

No matter what the purpose is, the two Jindan stage monks are people they dare not neglect.

However, the Zhao family was behind the Yunhai Sect, and their Zhao family also had a Golden Core cultivator. Although Zhao Yuankai looked respectful, he didn't show any fear.

Lai Wuhen and the two were not polite, and followed Zhao Yuankai into a hall.

Qianyao has lived all the way, but she can't see the shadow of her life in the past. There are neither things nor people here, and she feels a lot of emotion in her heart.

There is a maid serving spiritual tea, although it is not a good variety, this way of hospitality can be regarded as thoughtful.

"Senior Qian, Senior Lai, my father is in retreat, and I'm afraid it will take a month at the earliest before he can leave the seclusion. I don't know why the two seniors are looking for my father?" Zhao Yuankai asked standing aside.

"We are not in a hurry, we can wait for your father to leave the customs." Qian Yao finally calmed down.

"Come here, Beiyuan."