The guard was as if he had been pardoned, and felt that he had walked through the life and death gates. His entire back was soaked. He hurriedly took the order and rolled and crawled backwards.

After a while, under the guidance of the guard, a black-faced man with a beard and bearded and eyes as a copper bell walked through the lobby with great strides, looked around, and walked up to hold his fists and saluted: "This must be the Lord Guard of Feiyun City!"

Xiang Jinglun nodded and smiled, "I wonder what this fellow Taoist is called? Which sect and what sect?"

The man responded with neither humility nor arrogant words: "In the south of Jiyun, there is no sect or sect! It is just a casual cultivator."

While he was talking, Mo Wentian used the "insight technique" to view this person's information.

Name: Nan Jiyun

Sect: None

Position: None

Spirit root: There is

Spirit root type: Three spiritual roots of gold, wood, water

Cultivation: Great Completeness of Qi Refining

Mo Wentian was surprised that the Three Spirit Roots were actually at such an age and had reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining. Generally speaking, the Three Spirit Roots belong to the qualifications of middle and lower cultivation. If there was no adventure, only at the age of Xiang Jinglun could he be able to achieve the Great Perfection of Qi Refining. Now this black-faced man is in his prime, but he has such cultivation, which is extremely rare.

Xiang Jinglun was stunned and a little surprised. He didn't expect that this black-faced man named Nan Jiyun had such a high level of cultivation, and he was actually a casual cultivator. You should know that the casual cultivator had no sect resources, and had to obtain all the martial arts secrets, spiritual stones and elixirs by himself. The cultivation path was extremely difficult, so the cultivation level of the casual cultivator was generally not very high.

Nan Jiyun took out the wanted notice from the storage bag and threw it on the ground and said, "Sir, I wonder if the rewards on the notice are counted?"

"Naturally count." Xiang Jinglun said firmly. He was a little unbelievable. The portrait of the head on the wanted notice was an evil cultivator who was a great perfect Qi, called He Bicang. Not only did he kill people in Feiyun City, but he also killed an inner disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect. The elder of the sect was furious and ordered the whole city to offer a reward for wanting. It is necessary to kill this person to show the majesty of the Xuantian Sword Sect. Nan Jiyun is also a great perfect Qi Refining Cultivator. It is difficult for cultivators of the same level to determine life and death. I don't know how he succeeded? Could it be a sneak attack?

Xiang Jinglun was surging with thoughts, and was puzzled by himself, but he saw Nan Jiyun suddenly raised a head from the storage bag, and shone on the face of the head through a ray of sunlight in the pane. His face still remained as ferocious as a terrifying work of art.

Xiang Jinglun opened his eyes wide and said in surprise: "Is this the person who must be the one who must be buried?"

"Not bad!" Nan Jiyun responded in a deep voice, threw the head over with expressionless face, and said coldly: "Please check the authenticity of the master so that he can pay the spirit stones under it."

The two pretty girls serving on the side were used to living in the soft tent of brocade curtains. Have you ever seen such a bloody thing? They immediately lost their appearance, exclaimed in surprise, and retreated in all directions.

Xiang Jinglun stared at the head with both hands, his eyes narrowed tightly, and carefully checked with the "inspection technique". His palm rubbed the face of the head, and the blood on his cheeks began to melt, dripping on the golden silk felt, and his brown-red flowers were dyed.

After a long time, Xiang Jinglun solemnly put the head in the storage bag and sighed: "Yes, why should I store the head? I wonder where Fellow Daoist Nan killed this person?"

"In a dense forest a hundred miles east of the city, this person set up an ambush and wanted to attack Xia, but was killed by Xia."

Xiang Jinglun nodded silently, took out the storage bag, poured out sixty low-grade spirit stones from it, with a look of reluctance and said in a deep voice: "As the city guard, I will naturally say the same thing. Fellow Daoist Nan, these spirit stones are all yours."

Nan Jiyun smiled a little on his face, and hurriedly stepped forward, put the spirit stone into the storage bag, and bowed with fists and said, "I'll thank you, Lord Xiang, and I'll say goodbye."

After saying a word, without waiting for Xiang Jinglun to stay, he turned around and left with a long sleeve, and left the reception hall in just two or three steps.

As soon as he left, Aide Zhang hurried over, holding the documents and seals of the two towns in his hand, and said respectfully: "Sir Xiang, the documents and seals of the two towns in Qingshi and Menghe are here, please give me instructions."

After experiencing Nan Jiyun's incident, Xiang Jinglun was active and was thinking about when he would return to the sect? He Bi Cang's head was handed over to the elders of the sect, and waved his hand impatiently: "Aid Zhang, hand over the documents and official seals of the two towns to Ye Zhenling, and send them down!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he hurriedly left without even calling him, as if he had no intention of wasting the small Wuji Sect.

Aide Zhang smiled bitterly, shook his head, presented the documents and official seals to Ye Wuying, and smiled and said, "Congratulations to fellow Taoist Ye for becoming the commander of the two towns, Wuji Sect has a further influence in Qinghe County."

Mo Wentian laughed and said, "Aiden Zhang is worthy of being a disciple of Feiyun Sect, and he really knows a lot about the gang in Qinghe County."

Aide Zhang's face changed. He did not expect that he was a disciple of the Feiyun Sect. This young Wuji Sect disciple knew that although it was not a secret, it was not something that everyone could know.

Ye Wuying carefully checked the documents and seals of the two towns. She felt that there was no problem, so she nodded to Mo Wentian and put them away.

Mo Wentian took a sip of tea, stood up suddenly, and laughed: "Aiden Zhang, since the documents and official seals of the two towns have been obtained, I will no longer bother you. Please lead the way."

Aide Zhang nodded and smiled, led the way in front, and sent the two out of the mansion, about to bow and say goodbye.

But at this moment, Mo Wentian suddenly remembered something and asked, "Ask Zhang, do you know where is the place where cultivators trade in Feiyun City?"

"Walking west, there is a Wenfeng Pagoda that mortals cannot enter. As long as there is a fairy road guide, they can enter the tower. It is the largest trading market in Feiyun City."

Mo Wentian nodded and then thanked and said goodbye. The two left the city government and walked west along the street. However, there were many towering pavilions and buildings along the way, but there were no tower buildings. After asking a few local mortals, they all looked confused, obviously not aware that there was a Wenfeng Tower here.

Although the two were puzzled, they still did not give up and asked several mortals. Although they did not receive any news about Wenfeng Pagoda, they learned from a mortal that there was a Wenfeng Pavilion here, which was the largest jewelry store in Feiyun City.

After asking about the place, the two of them found a way to go. They didn't walk far away. They saw a palace with a wide area on the side of the road. The red pillars were engraved with magnificent magnificent characters "Wenfeng Pavilion" on the lintel plaque, which was engraved with three large gilded characters "Wenfeng Pavilion". They were vigorous and powerful and extraordinary.

Mo Wentian and the others looked at each other and walked in with great strides. The attic was painted and flying tiles, with extremely luxurious appearance. The glass counter was filled with gold, silver and jewelry. Several tourists were choosing items inside. The store introduced them in detail. Everything was full of secular atmosphere and nothing strange was found.

A clever waiter came forward and smiled and said, "Do you want to buy some gold and silver jewelry or jewelry?"

Mo Wentian hesitated and said, "Brother, do you know that there is a Wenfeng Tower here?"

The waiter's face changed and he immediately said respectfully: "Two immortal masters, are you going to Wenfeng Tower?"

Mo Wentian's eyes lit up, he took out a silver ingot from his arms, stuffed it into his arms, and whispered: "Brother knows where Wenfeng Tower is? Please give me some guidance."

The waiter calmly put the silver ingot away, nodded and said, "Two immortals, please come with the younger one."

After saying that, he led the two of them all the way, bypassed the lobby, and entered a narrow passage, and walked down the dim stone steps. At the end of the stone steps was a thick stone door. The waiter fumbled on the wall for a long time, twisted the mechanism, and the stone door opened. Suddenly, the light lit up, and a man in gorgeous clothes and majestic expression came into his eyes.

Seeing this person, Mo Wentian's pupils shrank, and a powerful aura emanated from the other party, like a vast ocean, unfathomable. The same aura only felt something from Jiang Zhengming and others. This person actually had foundation-building cultivation. He felt awe-inspiring in his heart and did not dare to use the "insight technique" to view his information.
Chapter completed!