Immortal Path to Heaven Chapter 961: Talk

　　 In the city lord’s mansion, the lavender peach blossoms are extremely prosperous.

　　The breeze blew Jiang Caijin's clothes, and the corner of his mouth was pulled upwards, and he said solemnly: "This matter must not be leaked."

　　 "Yeah." Jiang Yuping nodded respectfully.

　　He is very clear about the meaning of the words of the city lord, because he is quite clear that once this matter is leaked, then Master Yu will become famous in the big market, and they will no longer be able to grasp the ancient city.

　　 Fifty-year first birthday, maybe it's nothing outside of Daxu. However, in the Great Ruins, this kind of pill of the same rank is already the best thing.

　　"Go, come and meet him." Jiang Caijin seemed to smile.

　　 "Yes, the city lord." Jiang Yuping looked respectful and followed behind him.

　　 The hall is antique in appearance, and the layout is extremely appropriate, colorful and not charming, elegant and not vulgar.

　　Three cups of Chiba tea, the fragrance of tea overflows, and the fragrance is scattered.

　　 Jiang Caijin smiled faintly, and said: "Come on, Master Yu, taste this Qianye tea. This is not a product of the market, it is more precious than gold. On weekdays, I don’t want to drink it. Only the distinguished guests come. If you are willing to take it out, the whole Daxu can let me take out this tea, and it’s less than a palm."

　　 Ouyang Ming hurriedly put down his teacup, and said with a smile: "Thank you, City Lord Jiang, for your love. I am flattered."

　　 "Hey, Master Yu said this too much. If it weren't for you, my Danhu wouldn't have a chance." He waved his hand and stared pretentiously.

　　 "Dan Lake?" Ouyang Ming's interest increased, and he turned his head to ask.

　　 "Yes, the monks can break the spirit and become the deity after going through the catastrophe, and the dantian can transform the lake. It may be called differently. In the big market, the monks are called Danhu." Jiang Caijin smiled, but These words carry an inexplicable meaning, which is true of Qianye Tea before, and it is also true now.

　　 Ouyang Ming knew in his heart that even if he imitated the aura of the Daxu natives, he still couldn't hide his venerable power.

　　 Even if his vitality is blocked, if his vitality seems to be absent, he is still the venerable.

　　Of course, this is also the reason why Ouyangming came to Daxu within a short period of time. As long as a few months pass, he is confident that even the people who know him most will not be able to tell. After all, this is the fire of Tianfeng. So powerful, just so unreasonable.

　　 After a while, he didn't make any concealment, and smiled at Jiang Yuping, with a sharp look in his eyes.

　　 Jiang Caijin is an old fox, of course he understands what Ouyang Ming means, and whispered softly: "Master Yu, just say what you have to say. Yu Ping has been with me for hundreds of years and is trustworthy."

　　 Ouyang Ming did not hesitate at all, his face was extremely solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "City Lord Jiang, I want to know what's the power of blood in the ruins?"

　　 asked this question after careful consideration by Ouyang Ming. First, this question is not difficult, but how to explain things in a simple way is difficult. Second, Ouyang Ming can use this question to find out how strong the forces behind Jiang Caijin are. Only in this way can he have a good idea and he will naturally have a deeper and better grasp of the next few questions.

　　 Jiang Caijin showed an expression like that.

　　 organized a vocabulary in his head and sighed softly: "No one knows where the big market came from. It seems to have fallen from Tianque overnight. According to the ancient scrolls of the clan, the big market was a dead silence. The land, the land is barren, and there is no vitality. A river of blood runs through the big ruins. There is a mysterious power hidden in this river of blood. Power is transformed into two branches of dragon and phoenix, and specifically divided into three dragons and three phoenixes. Take the Black Dragon family as an example. It’s returning to the ancestors."

　　 Ouyang Ming nodded, and secretly said in his heart that Xiao Man was originally a bloodline of returning to his ancestors, but after the blood was taken away, he should now have four bloodlines.

　　 Jiang Caijin drank a sip of tea, then spoke, "Of course, blood returning to the ancestors is extremely rare." At this point, I don't know what to think of, and my eyes are a little gloomy.

　　 But it is exactly what he said before-knowing nothing but saying no words.

　　 Ouyang Ming sorted out in his mind for a moment, and then asked: "I wonder if City Lord Jiang has heard of returning to Jianfeng?"

　　 Jiang Caijin moved his wrist, and the memory in his mind flipped like a book page, and looked up carefully. After half an hour, he shook his head and said: "Forgive me for being shallow, I have never heard of it. I read Taoism three thousand, I have never seen this word before. The big market is endless. The currently known area is only 30%. The rest of the area is filled with black fog, and even the gray sun can’t get in. These places, even the Venerable, are not Dare to approach easily and return to Jianfeng. If there is any, I am afraid..." He did not finish, but Ouyang Ming understood what he meant.

　　"Where is the Dragon Temple?" Ouyang Ming said in a deep voice without giving up.

　　 Jiang Caijin still shook his head and took a sip of Qianye tea gently.

　　 Ouyang Ming's brain was messed up, he gently rubbed his eyebrows, and asked: "Then there is a Jedi in the known area?"

　　 At this time, Jiang Caijin did not think about it, opened his mouth and exhaled, and said three place names in succession: "Desolate Desert, Extreme Smoke Pool, Dead Extreme Sea."

　　 "What strange phenomenon is happening in these places?" Ouyang Ming's voice increased a little, and his fingers rubbed the teacup.

　　 Jiang Caijin did not sell Guanzi, and said directly: "The barren desert is located outside Wanggan. The desert burns with flames all the year round. The more you go inward, the higher the temperature. Only monks with the blood of dragons and phoenixes can go deeper. Go. But how far you can go depends on the purity of your bloodline. But even if you have the bloodline of returning to your ancestors, you can’t go to the core. No one knows what secrets are hidden there. Extremely smoke pool, a mist of cold smoke, killing invisible, Although it is not big, countless people are lost among them and become corpses. But they die without falling, and they have the instinct to fight. The dead sea, the sea is black and red, and the sea is full of resentment, which will last for thousands of years, especially It's Dead Jihai, even Venerable Pinnacle, I dare not say that he will be able to retreat with his whole body." Jiang Caijin's voice was hoarse, and when he talked about Dead Jihai, his voice trembled slightly.

　　 "Thank you, City Lord Jiang, for telling me." Ouyang Ming bowed his hand.

　　 "It's okay, these questions are not unspoken secrets. When you reach a certain level, you will always know, but the old man only answered one of the questions that Master Yu asked before. It is really embarrassing." Jiang Caijin waved his sleeves. , The wrinkles on the face are all wrinkled together.

　　 Ouyang Ming was a little disappointed in his heart, but he arched his hands and said: "The Lord Jiang has made a serious statement, it is getting late, so I won’t bother you."

　　 Jiang Caijin nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Yuping, give one to Master Yu."

　　 "Yes!" Jiang Yuping looked respectful.

　　 Jiangyu Ping sent a sedan chair to take Ouyang Ming to Changshou Lane.

After 　　 came back, he took the initiative to come to Jiang Caijin's study and knocked on the door.

　　 "Come in." Jiang Caijin's voice was flat, and she couldn't hear the joy or anger.

　　 glanced at the picture of the Nine Heavens Fairy hanging on the wall. Most of the picture was filled with mist and the mountains were looming. In the middle of the picture, a woman in a long skirt was wispy, with a pale face, a perfect collarbone, and smart eyes. As if they could speak, it was ethereal on the top of the mountains, giving people a sense of inaccessibility.

Under the 　　 fairy picture, there is an inkstone, and the ink is extremely delicate.

After 　　 Jiang Yuping walked into the study, he whispered softly: "The city lord, it has been delivered."

　　Jiang Caijin took out a high-quality purple hair, dipped it and polished it, and wrote "Hui Jianfeng" on the rice paper.

　　 put the brush on the inkstone, and whispered: "What do you think of Yu Tianrui?"

　　 "Great wisdom is like foolishness, and mind is like a demon." These two contradictory words were originally used by him.

　　 But Jiang Caijin didn’t refute, she nodded slightly, and replied, “Yes, this age is not only superb in alchemy, but also a spellcaster. Even the city is not much worse than our two old guys. This kind of person, Destined to be born for troubled times. But now, when the wind and rain are about to come and the catastrophe is approaching, several big families are seeking ways to save themselves."

　　 Jiang Yuping groaned for a while, lowered his voice and asked, "When will the catastrophe come?"

　　 Jiang Caijin showed a daze on her face and shook her head slightly: "I don't know, but every catastrophe will kill people, many, many people. However, how this catastrophe was formed is not clear at all. "This topic is heavy, even his voice is heavy.

　　 The inside of the study suddenly fell silent, deathly silence.

　　The light of the candlelight in the big market is not yellowish, but with a touch of gray.

　　 was silent for a while, Jiang Caijin's eyes flashed, and he whispered: "Using family power to find out the names of Jianfeng and Longshen Temple."

　　 Jiang Yuping didn't hesitate at all, and after holding his fists, he bowed and retired.

　　 Jiang Caijin looked at the dim sky, and his thoughts flew there.

　　 Back to Changshou Alley, it was already evening, the sun was shining, it was not warm at all, but with a deep icy cold.

　　The pill workshop is still crowded, and they are all monks who come to buy the pill. They are in an orderly manner and are in harmony. It has long been spread in the city. Master Yu from the pill workshop was invited by the city lord in a sedan chair. My dear, this is the venerable~ IndoMTL.com~ even if it was a few alchemists who wanted to suppress the pill workshop before, They stopped quickly, offending the sage, don't you want to live anymore?

　　 Jiang Qingcheng is busy in the shop. Although she is still a loli, she can already see a touch of slenderness in her figure.

　　 Yan Ruowo Dan, his skin surpassed the snow, the blue silk was wafting behind him, and he smiled slightly, really looking at Qingcheng.

　　 After seeing Ouyang Ming, she took three steps in two steps and ran up with a cute dimple on her face. She smiled and said, "Uncle Yu!"

　　 Ouyang Ming's face turned black, and his head was like a cloud of black mist.

　　 Jiang Qingcheng saw this scene, smiled even more proudly, and shouted "Uncle Yu" twice.

　　 "Dead girl!" Ouyang Ming cursed, making a beating.

　　 Jiang Qingcheng's eyes were suddenly watery, pitiful, and said: "I can help you see the shop for a day..."

　　 Ouyang Mingshen smiled and put his hand back, turned his eyes and slapped a poisonous insect into minced meat. He smiled and said: "How can I, am I afraid that it will bite you?"

　　 Jiang Qingcheng tilted his head, his eyes were full of cunning colors, he took two steps back, exhaled, and said: "Uncle Yu, I'm going home."

　　 Before he finished speaking, he smiled and ran away, with a bright and carefree smile. ...

　　

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