What bad thoughts can fluffy have?

The closer you get to Taiwei Mountain, the more you can feel the "prosperity" in Yinrong. You can see pavilions everywhere, not to mention the green tiles and flying scorpions. Jiuzhou Luanjingtai is actually a huge high-end market, and there are also small sects and businesses around it. People and ordinary residents, there are countless exquisite and unique things in the market, and more than half of Yinrong can't guess what they are. In short, they are all things he can't afford. Or if I am too shallow, this is called bustling and lively.

On that day, the horses and chariots converged, and the ladies and gentlemen stood in parallel. It was true that the lotus was like a brocade. In the sky, there were high-ranking monks in fairy clothes and wide sleeves flying with their swords. The wealthy wealthy gentry and casual cultivators showed exactly the same sighing expression as Yin Rong and others, saying that "country people are entering the city"...

Yinrong suspected that a brick fell from the eaves of a high-rise building on the side of the street and hit ten people casually. Six of them would be high-level monks, and among them, five of them would be golden elixir, and there might be one Yuanying Patriarch left.

Yin Rong and Luo Bei, two little demons with low mana, have already begun to regret it.

Luo Bei touched his head every few steps, and kept asking Yin Rong: "Brother Hu, are my ears not showing? There are so many monks here, I'm so scared."

Yin Rong was also affected, and after a while he nervously touched his head and then his own butt - his big tail was much more conspicuous than Luo Bei's little rabbit tail.

But being nervous is really insightful. Yinrong saw the daughters of aristocratic families visiting butterflies, and saw female Taoist monarchs tie colorful ribbons on flower branches to pray for blessings, but what attracted him most was the dim sum shop among the flowers and jade trees.

It's so delicious.

Sweet cakes, crisp cheese, sticky green balls, bamboo leaf soup... that's all. There is a kind of meatball made of spirit pheasant meat and snow lotus juice. When I asked the price, I swallowed back my saliva with a thud, not daring to think about it anymore.

Such a small meatball is worth a high-grade spirit stone! !

A high-grade spirit stone!He can buy a small house in his hometown Pipa Town! !Why don't they grab it! ! !

Yinrong was originally waiting to try his luck, whether he could meet his own stove, or catch a glimpse of his idol Chengyang Patriarch from a distance, but now at least two souls and six souls are thrown on the "Pheasant Snow Ball".

In fact, not all the rich people in Taiweijing, dim sum shops and other food businesses are good, but after Yinrong observed for half a day, only one or two ladies or young masters with extraordinarily gorgeous clothes sent people to buy one. , The meatballs are placed in a small carved silver dish, picked up with a silver fork, and tasted carefully in small bites.

They tasted it, and Yinrong swallowed. Luo Bei didn't know what he was greedy for, so he gave Yinrong the orange plum fruit he just bought, "Try it?"

Yinrong thanked, took one out of the oil paper bag, took a bite, it was juicy, sweet and delicious.

"Is it delicious? I've never eaten such a sweet fruit. The things at the foot of Taiwei Mountain are high-end!" Luo Bei said enthusiastically.

It was delicious, but it was far worse than chicken. Yin Rong was chewing the fruit with little interest, when he suddenly heard a commotion not far away.

Before he could understand what was going on, Luo Bei dragged him to watch the fun with great interest.

It turned out that a group of casual cultivators had a dispute. This is a viewing platform with a good view, overlooking the entire Kyushu Luan Mirror Terrace. It is mainly provided for low-level monks and mortals - monks above Jindan can use the sword, no need Occupy a special place.

The casual cultivators acted on their own, and no one obeyed the other. Some people spoke aggressively and were about to fight. At this moment, a middle-aged monk in a red robe coughed lightly and said in a very pretentious tone, "Everyone say hello! Friends, sorry to bother you, I will bring my juniors to play, the juniors are young and not good at learning, and they have not yet arrived at Jindan, could you please make it easier for me?"

Before he finished speaking, someone scolded loudly: "Are you proud of your junior brother's low cultivation? What kind of onion are you? If you say a word, we have to give up our position?"

"That's it!"

The middle-aged monk squinted at everyone, and said slowly: "I forgot to say just now, I am a teacher of Jia Lianmen."

He said this very arrogantly, and the sentence "I am a disciple of Jia Lianmen", seems to have taken out an imperial decree.

When the scattered cultivators heard this, they were in an uproar, as if they had received an imperial decree, the tense atmosphere immediately became brotherly and friendly, and they all smiled flatteringly and asked the elders to take care of themselves, and soon they all dispersed.

Yinrong was dumbfounded: "What kind of sect is Jialianmen? Is it so powerful?"

Luo Bei obviously did enough homework on the Taiwei Realm, and explained: "Jia Lianmen is a sect subordinate to the Taiwei Sect—"

Yinrong wondered: "But in the Taiwei Realm, aren't all the sects and aristocratic families who are vassals of the Taiwei Sect?"

Luo Bei: "You only know one thing. Even if you are a vassal of the Taiwei Sect, they are divided into three, six, or nine grades! There are so many sects and aristocratic families, and nine out of ten are all willing to pay annual tributes for the protection of some Taiwei Sects." , Feng Chengyang Patriarch is an immortal, but there are not many people who are really recognized. This Jialianmen just got the waist card of Liuxue Phoenix Hall ten years ago, and he is the leader of Liuxue Phoenix Hall, and Liuxue The Phoenix Hall is terrible, it is Zhenger Bajing who got the golden seal personally issued by Taiwei Sect!"

"Let me take a look," Yinrong said, "That is to say, there is still a layer of separation between Jialianmen and Taiwei School, how can you be so arrogant?"

"Yes, Taiwei is the number one immortal sect in the cultivation world," Luo Bei said proudly, "The status of Liuxue Phoenix Hall is even higher!"

Luo Bei has not participated in the selection of Liuxue Phoenix Hall, and has not become the favorite of his sect, he is already very honored, "Liuxue Phoenix Hall directly takes the gold seal of Taiwei Sect, as long as he becomes their first disciple Big disciple, you will have the opportunity to pay a visit to the outer gate of Taiwei Mountain! If you are lucky and get the appreciation of the immortal, you may even be able to visit the inner gate!"

Seeing his longing face, Yinrong couldn't help asking: "If you enter Liuxue Phoenix Hall, can you be the first apprentice?"

Luo Bei immediately shook his head at Yin Rong with "what are you thinking?", "I'm competing to be a spiritual pet. How can I be on an equal footing with my disciples? Let alone the first disciple!"

Yinrong: "..." Then why are you so excited.

The two little monsters ate and strolled around the Jiuzhou Luanjingtai for a whole day. They were dazzled, but they didn't see the legendary ancestor of Chengyang—the rumors were unreliable—and neither did Yinrong. When I went to my own stove, I couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

Before he left home, he swore that he would definitely find someone, but the more he walked into the depths of the Taiwei Realm, the more he realized that his rhetoric back then was too taken for granted——Taiwei Realm too!big!up!

Using all kinds of flying instruments to travel, after traveling for more than a month, he managed to walk half of the territory and came to the vicinity of Taiwei Mountain. The so-called "Taiwei Mountain" has [-] inner gate peaks with first-class spiritual veins. There are countless small peaks in the outer gate.

Taiwei Mountain has a large guard formation, and the guards are so strict that ordinary people can't approach it at all, let alone go in to find someone.

And he just guessed that his own stove should be a relatively high-status inner sect disciple, so he was at a loss, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was looking for a needle in a haystack.

Oh, and one more clue: he's good at embroidery.

The Luanjingtai in Kyushu is crowded with people during the Huachao Festival, so Yinrong decided to inquire about it.

Luo Bei was warm-hearted and volunteered to help. Yin Rong thought about it, and then carefully repeated the characteristics of her "good friend": "Knowledgeable and knowledgeable, proficient in many heresy, good at female red, white saber, like to wear black Yi, is more than eight feet tall..."

"Wait!" Luo Bei interrupted him suddenly, "Your wife is more than eight feet tall? Isn't that taller than me?!"

Although Luo Bei was a rabbit spirit, he was a muscular and muscular man. Yin Rong looked at him, guessed for a moment, and said, "It's taller than you."

Luo Bei was shocked: "Such a tall woman..."

Yinrong was even more surprised than him: "Didn't I tell you? My girlfriend is a man."

Luo Bei: "..."

Luo Bei seemed to suddenly understand why his friend was forcibly taken away by his family, and then he didn't know what to imagine, and patted Yinrong's shoulder heavily: "It's okay to like men, I won't look down on you, Brother Hu, I am Just go find someone for you!"

Yinrong rubbed his painful shoulder from the patting: "...Thank you."

There are not many clues, and the two demons are not familiar with their places of origin, so they can only adopt the simplest method and ask one by one.

The answers obtained are almost the same: I have never heard of such a peak master or deacon.

When meeting some fanatical believers in Taiweijing, they will be excited: "What a place of spring and snow is Taiweijing, the supreme swordsman! How can someone like female celebrities?"

The two kept asking until Jin Wuxi fell and the lantern festival started, but they still found nothing. Just when Yinrong was so tired and wanted to rest for a while and fight again tomorrow, they suddenly saw a familiar figure.

Yinrong lifted his spirits: "Brother?"