Tianya Restaurant, private room on the second floor

Gu Le'er retracted her gaze and curled her lips, "Shui Linglong is still so domineering."

Luo Bingdie leaned against the window and did not speak.

North Street, the main hall of Qijun Pavilion

"How many martial artists are moving in this year? Is there any that Nier likes?" An old man with white hair and beard paced back and forth, asking expectantly.

"My Lord, there are a total of 512 cultivators who have come to stay at Qijun Pavilion temporarily this year."

"only..."

"Just what?" the white-bearded old man asked anxiously.

Ran Qi: "But, there is no cultivator that the young master has taken a fancy to."

"Master, housekeeper, Li Er from Tianya Restaurant has brought several cultivators here." A servant in green clothes hurried into the hall and bowed to report.

When Jun Wuhui heard this, the desolate look on his face was instantly replaced by joy, and he said loudly: "Come on, take me over to have a look."

Entrance to Qijun Pavilion

Gu Ziqing looked around and his eyes fell on the tower not far away. He exclaimed: "Qijun Pavilion is really big!"

“I just don’t know if they really let us stay here for free.”

"Young Master Gu, you really don't need to pay contribution points to live here." Xiao Yun asked someone about the situation in the city, and when he came back he just heard Gu Ziqing talking to himself, so he opened his mouth to explain.

"This young master is right. It is a great blessing for me that the immortals are willing to stay in my pavilion temporarily. How dare I ask the immortals to collect contribution points?"

"You all must be tired after the long journey. Please come in." Jun Wuhui spoke with a pious attitude and respectful tone.

After saying this, he stepped aside.

Ye Changsheng nodded to the hunchbacked old man and said in a gentle voice, "Sorry for bothering you."

"Thank you, old man, for taking me in."

Ye Changsheng spoke sincerely.

Jun Wuhui's eyes became hot when he heard this.

Their Jun family has provided free food and lodging to visiting martial artists for generations without asking for anything in return, and this has been going on for thousands of years.

However, one can never cross the threshold between immortals and mortals.

There are many people living here temporarily, but those who are truly grateful to them from the bottom of their hearts are rare and few.

"Master, are you okay?"

"The immortal leader and his entourage have already gone in." Ran Qi reminded in a low voice.

Jun Wuhui suppressed his turbulent thoughts, called Ran Qi to join him, and trotted after him.

After entering the gate of Qijun Pavilion, there is only a bluestone path leading directly to the training tower inside.

Gu Ziqing poked his head around and looked around.

He didn't see any treasure that would make his heart beat faster.

Xiao Yunxing walked to Xiao Xingchen's side and reported in a low voice the news he had heard in Mo City, picking out the important ones.

"Senior Wu from Shengyang College has already brought the disciples back to the college."

"The cultivators from Mobei City came here with Senior Wu on the Holy Sun Academy's spiritual boat. They arrived ten days ago."

"Three days later, it will be the Shengyang College's once-in-a-decade enrollment ceremony."

"It is now rumored that the elders of Bixiao College will select outstanding disciples from the freshmen of Shengyang College this year and bring them back to Bixiao Province."

"Also, Master Huangfu of the Huangfu family will marry the daughter of the War King, Princess Lan Ruoying, soon."

"The largest alchemy building in Mo City, Danding Pavilion, is located on East Street."

"The most expensive restaurant in the city is Tianya Restaurant."

"It is rumored that the behind-the-scenes owner of Tianya Restaurant has a close relationship with the dean of Shengyang College. Many cultivators pay a high price to stay at Tianya Restaurant just to do Dean Gu a favor. The real purpose is not to do so..."

"Xiao Yun, have you found out the location of the mission hall in the city?" Xiao Xingchen interrupted Xiao Yun's introduction and asked the question he was concerned about.

Xiao Yun nodded and said, "Young Master, I have already found out that the Mission Hall is on West Street."

"We are now located on North Street."

"There is another street in the city, Sanyang Street, where the Sifang Chamber of Commerce is located."

Cultivators have sharp five senses, and Xiao Yun did not deliberately lower his voice. Except for the elderly Jun Wuhui, the others listened to every word of Xiao Yun's introduction.

Jun Wuhui led Ye Changsheng and his party to the training building in the pavilion, "My fellow immortals, there are only four training rooms on the first floor left in the pavilion. If you don't like them, I have another courtyard with four entrances and four exits on Sanyang Street."

"Dad, are you looking for me?" As he spoke, a boy of about seventeen or eighteen years old ran over breathlessly.

"Nier, come quickly and meet some immortals." Jun Wuhui greeted them with a smile on his face.

Jun Fengnie had already noticed the people around Jun Wuhui at this time.

They are all relatively young, and although they are dressed in ordinary clothes, they have extraordinary temperaments.

Especially the young man in white with his eyes covered by white silk.

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