When Lu Cheng heard Hu Liang's words, his eyes twitched unnaturally. Hu Liang thought that Lu Cheng was angry that the method of killing the Fallen Elder in Dan Palace was too vicious.

Hu Liang comforted Lu Cheng and said, "The Dan Palace is powerful, even if I am ten times more powerful, I can't afford to provoke him. Last time, I sacrificed the Dan, I watched Elder Absolutely be tortured to death with my own eyes, but in the end there was no way to imagine."

Speaking of this, Hu Liang looked around and lowered his voice: "Although I acted ruthlessly and I will revenge my enemies, I should be a turtle with a turtle with a head, but I should be a turtle with a head. If this happens, Elder Cruel died miserably, and the upper and lower parts of our sect were resentful, but he could only swallow blood in his stomach."

"The sect leader said it well. Ten years, twenty years, one hundred years, five hundred years, one thousand years, I don't believe that Dan Palace will always be so powerful. There will always be one day when Dan Palace declines, and then it will be the time for me to turn into Tumen to take revenge."

"This matter is not very glorious after all, so no one tells you, but speaking of it, the Danshi who were killed by Dan Palace is not just the Huatumen family? Among the ten major sects, one or two were killed by Dan Palace in person every few years, and the entire Shangyou Realm is used to this."

"Forget it, forget it, I feel so suffocated when talking about this!" Hu Liang, who was depressed in his heart, grabbed the wine glass and poured it down suddenly, and then began to crush the table with his head back and forth."

At this time, the old woman and the handsome woman walked down from the upper floor, with two middle-aged men following behind her. It seemed that the two sides were not the same sect, but they were very close.

The old woman glanced at Hu Liang and Lu Cheng. Lu Cheng quickly sat up straight, his face turned red and his neck was thick, and his upper and lower teeth were biting tightly. His face was wide open for a whole circle, and his eyes were as blood-sprayed as the old woman.

This was called the old woman a little surprised, and I wonder how this guy became like this.

The woman behind the old woman's eyes tug the two of them like a knife, and then followed the old woman out of the restaurant.

As for the two middle-aged men, they always smiled, and even nodded slightly at Lu Cheng and Hu Liang, without any sign of hostility.

The old woman's back had just disappeared at the door of the store. Hu Liangzhang grew up and his mouth was too big and his face shrank back. Then he used his head to crush the table and creaked constantly.

The elixirs around looked sideways and smiled gloating when they saw the wine glass in Hu Liang's hand. They had tasted the taste of alum wine. The situation was not much better than Hu, especially the few people who were covered in blood and laughed the happiestly at this time.

Lu Cheng patiently ordered two more dishes, and then slowly drank and ate dishes while waiting for Hu Liang to drink and drink.

Lu Cheng straightened his waist with a swollen forehead and said in a muscular voice: "Let's go, go back to the sect and find out the details of the old woman. If Genzi is not hard, hehe, I will follow them to their house after leaving this sacrificial city...hehe..." Hu Liang's face, whose head was blood-red, showed that kind of lewd expression.

Lu Cheng said, "I plan to take a look at if there is any good thing you can buy. Senior brother, please go back first."

Hu Liang shook his head and said, "No, we are all enemies from Huatumen. Although there is no fighting in this sacrifice city, it is better to be careful. We should not leave alone."

Lu Cheng thought in his heart that he wanted to go to find out where the Dan Palace imprisoned the Dansmen. He could not take Hu Liang to go there. He immediately smiled and said, "What are the senior brothers afraid of? If anyone in this sacrifice city doesn't like me, I will fight with him to drink and destroy the other one. There will be no problem."

Hu Liang looked at the two pots of alum wine that Lu Cheng drank, then touched his chin and said, "Forget it, if you want to go around, I will accompany you. Who said I am your senior brother!"

Hu Liang was kind-hearted, but Lu Cheng was a little helpless, so he couldn't refuse at this time, so he had to get up. Lu Cheng knew that the Huatu Sect was actually very humane. Because of its ugly appearance, it was rejected by people when it walked there. Therefore, the sect was more important to the Huatu Sect alchemists. Although the structure of the Huatu Sect was quite loose, and even many alchemists didn't care much about the sect leader, but something really happened to the disciples in the sect. The Huatu Sect was able to help the whole Huatu Sect. This is also the reason why the Huatu Sect was destroyed twice and still stood up again.

In fact, if the disciples in the sect did not have huge demands and support for the sects, a sect with a loose structure such as the Huatu Sect would have long been destroyed in the long river of history.

So although Hu Liang was laughing, he was really right. Lu Cheng regarded him as his junior brother, and unconsciously put Lu Cheng's safety on his shoulders.

Lu Cheng was wandering on the street, while Hu Liang followed behind him with his eyes staring at the female alchemist who was walking by. This guy probably had a lot of wives and concubines when he was in the mortal world. When he arrived in the Shangyou Realm, he became a lonely man and didn't even have a Taoist partner. I think he was so suffocated.

Lu Cheng walked and watched. There were many alchemists here selling things that he could not use. Those who came here were first-class alchemists from all sects and sects and realms. The things they took out would not be too bad. Some sects that could not use for their practice were likely to be treasures that other sects could not seek.

There are also many alchemists who have stated what to trade for what, which is more difficult to trade in this situation, and those who directly exchange for grass elixirs are relatively easy to trade.

Lu Cheng and Hu Liang wandered around the street for more than an hour. Lu Cheng basically didn't buy anything. Instead, Hu Liang, who followed Lu Cheng, got a lot of harvest and harvested three poisonous insects and one poisonous ivy.

Lu Cheng unknowingly came to the periphery of the altar. The altar was in the middle of the entire city. From the perspective of Fang Dang, there was nothing special. It was so ordinary that it could not be more ordinary. Lu Cheng looked around the altar and looked around it, but he could not find a place where the alchemists could be detained. This was called Lu Cheng a little disappointed.

Lu Cheng knew that he could not get rid of Hu Liang who cared about his life and death, so he had to express that he had no interest and went back to the Huatumen headquarters with Hu Liang.

After returning to the residence where Huatumen was located, Hu Liang went to inquire about the old woman and her apprentice, and Lu Cheng returned to his room.

Lu Cheng has always had a relaxed and casual expression, but now, Lu Cheng's face has become gloomy, and his slightly black pupils have also begun to become bright and clear.

Lu Cheng looked at the distance at the altar and looked quietly, frowned from time to time, worried.

Lu Cheng is Fang Dang, who used the six-son Yinzhu to occupy Lu Cheng's golden elixir.

Fang Dang was full of Hong Jing in his heart now, but he still felt that there was a trap in front of him, because if Hong Jing was really here, he would definitely be able to feel Hong Jing. Although Fang Dang and Hong Jing did not become Taoist partners, there was a close relationship between Fang Dang and Hong Jing like Taoist partners. If Hong Jing was nearby, Fang Dang would definitely feel it.

Although Fang Dang thought that what was in front of him was a trap, Fang Dang did not dare to leave like this. It was related to Hong Jing's life and death, and Fang Dang would never dare to take any luck or carelessness.

It is necessary to find out Hong Jing's whereabouts before the elixir ceremony begins and Hong Jing is rescued. If the elixir ceremony begins and the Dan Palace really takes Hong Jing out of the altar, even if Fang Dang has the ability to do it, he will not be able to save Hong Jing.

Fang Dang gritted his teeth, then quietly walked out of the room. He had no time to delay now.

If Hong Jing hadn't reached the Shangyou Realm at all, then what was waiting for Fang Dang would be a trap, a trap specially prepared for him. Fang Dang understood this very well, but even if it was a trap, he had to dive into it because he had no choice.

Fang Dang walked on the street again and walked towards the altar again.

When you come to the altar, the moon must be in the middle of the sky. The cold moonlight illuminates the entire altar very bright. This is definitely bad news for Fang Dang who wants to find Hong Jing around the altar, but not all bad news, because on the street, the crowds are still there. For the alchemists, there is actually no big difference between day and night. What are you doing during the day and what are you still doing now.

Fang Dang walked straight to a restaurant. When he came with Hu Liang before, Fang Dang had already looked at the restaurant. This four-story restaurant is not far from the altar. From the restaurant, you can have a bird's eye view of the entire altar, which is the best observation location.

If Fang Dang was using his own face at this time, he would never choose here, because if the other party wanted to catch him, he would definitely ambush here. But now Fang Dang is using Lu Cheng's face, so he doesn't have to care about these things.

Even so, Fang Dang did not immediately enter this restaurant called Jiasheng Building.

Instead, I observed it from a distance. The alchemists came in and out in the restaurant, which was quite common. In fact, this Jiasheng Restaurant is the only place that can overlook the entire alchemy, so it is a scenic spot in the sacrifice city. Many alchemists came to see it. Although the alchemist was a very ordinary flat land, there was no special thing.

Fang Dang followed several Dans and walked into the Jiasheng Restaurant.

The business in the building is booming, the waiter is busy, and the atmosphere of the alchemists chatting and laughing is much more harmonious than the restaurant before.

"Customer, are you just one?"

Fang Dang completely concealed himself, and Lu Cheng smiled and said, "Yes, I'm the only one? Why don't you welcome individual guests?"

The waiter quickly smiled and said, "How could it be? How could it be? There are no seats on the first floor. Please follow me to the second floor."

Going upstairs is something Fang Danglai is a desperate need.

The first floor of this Jiasheng Building is quite gorgeous. Walking on the stairs made of wing wood, walking up to the second floor, the style here changes, compared with the hustle and bustle of the first floor, it is much cleaner. At this time, Fang Dang discovered that the second floor was specially designed to entertain individual guests, and the tables were all tables and chairs. At this time, there were already many alchemists sitting alone to drink.

After all, alchemists are different from ordinary people. In fact, many alchemists are more willing to go alone and are not used to too lively environments.

This is specially prepared for these elixirs.

Fang Dang looked at it and happened to be a seat by the window, so he walked straight over. The waiter followed behind, waiter sat down, put the menu in front of Fang Dang, and smiled and said, "What do you want to eat if you want?"

Although Fang Dang's mind was not on eating, what was controlling his body now was Lu Cheng's memory. Lu Cheng looked at the recipe carefully and then ordered a sweet and sour chrysanthemum fish, a beeswax roasted goose, a plate of fried cloud shreds, and a pot of alum wine.

The waiter responded and ran to place an order. Fang Dang only began to carefully observe the situation in the restaurant.

There are more than 50 seats on the second floor, and there are thirty-seven alchemists. It seems that there are alchemists from all sects. As for the level of cultivation, Fangdang did not dare to investigate rashly, so as not to cause disgust among other alchemists.

These alchemists are pouring and drinking on their own. Occasionally, some alchemists look up and look at the alchemists around them. They look like Fang Dang, and then they look back after a glance.

It can be seen that the alchemists who come alone are very cautious, and they still do not change their cautious habits even in this sacrifice city.

Fang Dang didn't notice anything wrong, so he bent out the window and looked at the altar.

Unremarkable.

It was a very spacious piece of flat ground, and the ground was covered with smooth and smooth cut stone. Such a place made Fang Dang feel that he had nowhere to start.

At this time, the wine and food were placed on the table one by one. Fang Dang looked at the scenery outside, and ate the dishes while drinking, and then he was at a loss.

After about an hour, Fang Dang felt that he had enough time to sit here. When he was about to get up and leave, a figure happened to come upstairs. Fang Dang frowned slightly, slowly turned around and continued to look at the scenery outside.

The guy who walked upstairs must have died in the extremely ancient realm in Fang Dang's memory. Unexpectedly, he came back alive.

The man was holding a folding fan in his hand, and there were three vivid portraits of women on the fan, each of which was stunning.

When this man walked, he looked around and smiled, but there was a kind of contempt under his smile, which was the kind of laughter that you pigs were so ridiculous. This guy had a halo of ridiculous mockery. I believe that any elixir who was smiled like this would immediately feel the urge to beat him up.

I have to say that with Fang Dang's good temperament, when he saw this guy's face again, he had the urge to step on his face hard.

Xiao Ye! This guy is still alive.

When he was in the Ancient Realm of the Desolate, Fang Dang stabbed Xiao Ye's heart with a sword. Xiao Ye threw out the fan at the same time. The more than 20 beautiful women in the fan rolled around in the sky, turning into more than 20 bombs, and exploded. Then Xiao Ye disappeared into the weak water. At that time, Fang Dang wanted to chase and kill Xiao Ye completely without any trouble. Unfortunately, Fang Dang had another enemy at that time, the Immortal Lord of the Dan Palace, so Fang Dang could not catch up and repair his sword.

In fact, according to the situation at that time, Xiao Ye was already dead. Later, when they returned to Shangyouyunhai, Xiao Ye did not come back with them. After all, Xiao Ye should have died if he was determined.

However, there is nothing absolute in the world. Now Xiao Ye is standing not far away in front of Fang Dang again?

At that time, more than twenty beautiful women's heads flew out from Xiao Ye's fan, and all of these heads had exploded. Now there were three more heads in Xiao Ye's fan. This guy obviously killed others again.

Xiao Ye squirted the folding fan in his hand, and his eyes swept across all the elixirs frivolously. Every elixir he saw frowned slightly, and a hint of anger appeared on his face, because Xiao Ye not only looked at them with his eyes full of mocking and contempt, but also tested their cultivation with great fanfare.

It’s like walking on the street and suddenly someone comes out to measure your jj with a ruler, which makes people angry.

Fang Dang was also swept by Xiao Ye with his eyes and tested his cultivation level. Fang Dang also glared at Xiao Ye.

Xiao Ye still had the same kind of smile-smile face, just like a prank that teased everyone here for a while.

Xiao Ye walked straight to a window not far beside Fang Dang and sat down, still watching the room, especially when he saw several female Danshu who were quite pleasing to the eyes, he couldn't take back his eyes.

Xiao Ye hooked his fingers, and the waiter lowered his head and leaned over. Xiao Ye said something. The waiter looked embarrassed. Xiao Ye smiled and reached out to give the waiter a handful of Baicao Pills. The waiter was still in a dilemma. At this time, Xiao Ye glared at him.

The waiter had no choice but to turn around and walk to a female alchemist whose appearance was the most beautiful on the entire second floor, and hesitated for a moment: "Female guest, the guest over there asked me to ask if you can make a table with you, uh... That guest said he and you have a natural fate... Once you meet in your life, you will never leave me and be together forever..." The waiter touched his cheek, and his toothache was sore.

The female alchemist was drinking and hearing the waiter's words follow the waiter's fingers. She saw Xiao Ye spread the fan in his hand and blocking his mouth. At this time, she was looking at him with a pair of expectant eyes.

The female alchemist snorted coldly and said something. The waiter came back in disappointment and bowed to Xiao Yeyi and said, "Celebrity, the female guest over there said, this... uh, tell you how far you can get!"

Xiao Ye was not angry when he heard this. He smiled shamelessly, as if he was telling him to get out of here.

At this time, Fang Dang, who was sitting not far away from Xiao Ye, shook his head secretly in his heart. He should have chased after Xiao Ye and stabbed more than a dozen holes, which was also considered to be a way to eliminate harm to the people.

Xiao Ye ordered a few dishes and waved his hand. The waiter ran to the kitchen with relief and placed an order.

Fang Dang initially thought that Xiao Ye was just here to have a meal, but after a brief observation of Xiao Ye for a while, Fang Dang actually came to a conclusion that this guy, like him, came to observe the altar of the Dan Palace.

Xiao Ye's eyes were all light and fluttering. Although he was laughing all the time, it was definitely not funny. But when Xiao Ye's eyes looked at the altar outside the window, Xiao Ye's eyes were full of concentration and solemnity, and there was no frivolous appearance.

Fang Dang felt that such a look should be exactly the same as his look at the altar outside.
Chapter completed!