Heavenly practice

His voice was not high, but the people around him were all monks, who were not sharp-eyed, so they could hear clearly, and they all stopped and looked over in surprise.

Ning Feiyue exploded even more, "When did you meet Bai Yuanhong?"

"I just met you."

"Then how do you know she has a sister?"

"I've seen it."

"..."

Shen Zhuo looked up at Long Xiang, Xue Junmi and others, and said with a smile, "You have all seen it."

Everyone was taken aback, "Who?"

Shen Zhuo smiled mysteriously, "Bai Yuanhong's older sister is naturally also named Bai."

"I see!"

Ning Feiyue was surprised, "Sister Bai!"

"...Bai Ruying?"

Even Xue Junmi was surprised, never thought that Bai Ruying, who had a calm and forthright personality, was actually Bai Yuanhong's older sister.

"The Bai Ruying you are talking about is the eldest lady of the Bai family in Xiangyuan?" Jiu Yuan asked suddenly.

"Yes."

"That's it. Bai Yuanhong is the second miss of the Bai family in Xiangyuan."

Ning Feiyue held her chin and looked at him, "Junior Junior Brother, you know a lot."

Jiu Yuan pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, still not in the mood.

Jiang Li frowned, "I know that you are very sad about the head of the sect, but since you have come to participate in the Qinglin event, you can't be so depressed, otherwise you will also embarrass the Tiantianmen, do you understand?"

"……Yes."

"That's fine."

Seeing Jiang Li holding Jiu Yuan's lesson, Ning Feiyue snickered in a low voice, and continued to say to Shen Zhuo, "It seems that Brother Shen, your vision is not bad, and Sister Bai is indeed very good."

Shen Zhuo smiled.

Long Xiang on the side listened expressionlessly, Zhao Kongyuan couldn't help asking, "Aren't you sad to hear that?"

"What are you sad about?"

"People like women."

"I thought I liked women before."

"..."

Zhao Kong Yuanxin said that he really couldn't deal with this group of die-hards.

Ning Feiyue rolled her eyes to catch Tianbai, seeing the other person's face was calm and unwavering, she was puzzled.

Hong Yue looked at it and wondered, why is it different from what they thought?

Liangcheng is not smaller than Qingcheng, but it is not as lively as Qingcheng. The sky is not completely dark, but there are few people on the street, and the few people I see occasionally are all casual cultivators with good cultivation He looked at Shen Zhuo and his group with extremely unkind eyes.

There were also a few pieces of window paper cut out of red paper thrown along the road. When the wind blew, it floated directly onto Shen Zhuo's face.

"Haha, it's a good omen, Brother Shen!" Hong Yue said with a smile.

Shen Zhuo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he took a look at the happy face, and his eyes deepened.

Ah, the aroma of this long-lost drama is really very fragrant.

"It seems that there are people in the city who are having weddings these few days." Xue Junmi said.

"It doesn't look like there are monsters in trouble." Bai Yuanhong glanced at the guards.

The city guard opened his mouth and stopped talking, but he didn't say anything in the end, he only said to let them follow to the city lord's mansion.

"Let's go then."

Shen Zhuo smiled, Long Xiang stared at him for a moment, then suddenly smiled too.

A group of people just stepped into the City Lord's Mansion.

With pavilions, towers and pavilions, carved beams and painted buildings, the city lord's mansion of Liangcheng told them with its strength that Liangcheng has strong financial resources.

Shen Zhuo looked at the luxurious pavilions in front of him, with white sand and flowing water, and sighed, "The Lord of Liangcheng really has taste."

Jiang Li immediately glanced over, "Cultivators should train their minds hard, and don't be greedy for common things."

Shen Zhuo is noncommittal, his biggest dream is to have such a pavilion, freelance, and worry-free life, which has already been realized, but suddenly wears it out, it's so frustrating.

But thinking about it, it would be better if I could bring a boyfriend back to live that kind of leisurely life together, but I don't know if that one will agree or not.

Several people went all the way to the living room through communication, but were told that the city lord was receiving guests and asked them to wait here for a while.

Several people nodded and took their seats one after another. After a while, a maid served tea.

"This tea..." Zhao Kongyuan tasted it and suddenly laughed.

Ning Feiyue paused, "Poisonous?"

"No, no, I want to say that this tea is not bad."

"..."

Ning Feiyue rolled his eyes at him, and began to taste the tea. After taking a few sips, he didn't taste anything, but he tasted something else, "This tea is a spiritual plant."

"Snow silver needles, one or two spirit stones of the tenth grade." Bai Yuanhong took a sip and tasted it.

"It seems that this city owner is not ordinary rich." Hong Yue sighed.

Jiang Li glanced at Elder Jing'an, who looked at his nose, nose, and heart, and was unusually quiet. He glanced at his disciples who were jumping away, and then looked at the dignified and majestic posture of Luan Tianmen, and sighed silently.

This is just Luantianmen, and there are more powerful Xuantong sects behind them, and they are also participating in the shitty Qinglin grand meeting.

Shen Zhuo lowered his head and drank the precious spiritual tea without saying a word. Others began to look at the structure of the City Lord's Mansion. Finally, Ning Feiyue concluded that the City Lord's Mansion looks simple, but the materials are not simple.

"Hey, there are still array patterns... There are also here!"

Ning Feiyue walked around the corner of the hall as if she had discovered something new, and said in surprise, "There are at least ten defensive formations in this hall!"

"Ten Dao...is this to guard against spirit beasts?" Zhao Kongyuan laughed.

"Could it be because of that evil spirit?" A female disciple of Luan Tianmen said.

"possible."

"..."

A few people were chatting, when they suddenly heard voices coming from outside the door, Ning Feiyue was curious, and subconsciously took a look, unexpectedly facing the person coming from the corridor on the right.

The eyes of the two collided, Ning Feiyue smiled at each other embarrassedly, and then immediately withdrew her head.

"A man with round eyes," she said.

As soon as she finished speaking, a person walked past the living room door, and everyone looked over subconsciously.

It was a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, with a delicate and handsome appearance, his eyes were like stars, and his white robe was embroidered with fine patterns. The patterns were very ancient, like characters and totems, like he came from a mortal family. little son.

The boy also looked curiously at the living room, his eyes wandered, as if he was also looking for the girl who was peeking at him just now, suddenly his eyes fell on Shen Zhuo who was sitting there, and he froze for a moment.

His surprise was too obvious, and Shen Zhuo also looked up at the other party.

"Know?" Long Xiang asked.

Shen Zhuo shook his head, "I don't know."

This face was very strange, he had never seen it before.

However, the boy still looked at him, his face was full of doubts and curiosity, he turned his head back for a moment, walked a few steps forward towards the living room with his back, then turned his head and looked at Shen Zhuo twice, it was still the same Curiosity and doubts, but this time even the brows were knit together, as if trying to remember.

"You really don't know each other?" Zhao Kongyuan couldn't help asking.

Even Ying Tianbai who hadn't responded all this time looked at him.

Shen Zhuo was also puzzled, "I don't have the slightest impression, maybe he recognized the wrong person."

As soon as he finished saying this, the boy suddenly stopped in his tracks again, but this time he turned his head not so hesitantly.

The boy turned around sharply, his eyes widened, and he rushed into the hall directly, with a face full of shock and excitement, he rushed towards Shen Zhuo, accompanied by an exciting sound——

"Fuck, Nine Songs is great!"