The sudden and temporary wave of monsters has ended for three days.

The strange things that are rumored and followed by people are increasing instead of decreasing.

The mainstream attachments closely revolve around the "Jinkui Tianhou Palace" and the last Heavenly Demon Emperor "Lang".

Based on what he heard, Feng Lan roughly concluded that it was all nonsense, and it seemed that the Immortal Society was the one who really knew the truth.

Fairy Association, a mysterious chamber of commerce.

Only the association is responsible for the maintenance and operation of all "Golden Stone" teleportation circles, which shows its profound and unpredictable inner strength.

The Immortal Society was founded much earlier than Wuzheng. The inner cultivation power controlled by the six masters is probably not inferior to any of the Wuzheng sects, and elites have emerged from generation to generation.

The Immortal Society is in charge of the "Sea of ​​Books" of the Yuansheng Tian Sect and the "Tian Shu Palace" of the Yuan Shi Sect's "Shu Sword Lake", and keeps the most precious cultural and historical materials of the human race.

Because of this, it seems that among many legends, only gods can hold the "truth".

The Fairy Association has no involvement in the "Jinkui Tianhou Palace" in Xuanyin Mountain.

Fenglan was very convinced of this.

Tianshang Guild, a chamber of commerce founded by Tianshangzi, one of the Nine Saints, is much plainer in comparison.

Tianshangzi became a monk in Tianlong Palace in name, and was called a great back-up by the world, probably inseparable from him.

Feng Lan's injuries have healed, and his cultivation realm has successfully broken through to the high level of Condensing Yuan Realm.

When he determined that his breakthrough in Taoism was directly related to sufficient "blood energy" to nourish the physical body, he was very distressed.

In particular, the piece of oriental fish white deep in my mind does not change with the improvement of my cultivation level.

Undoubtedly, wanting to return to another world is directly related to this piece of oriental fish white.

Feng Lan first went to the Tianshang Guild Headquarters in the west of the ancient city and sold half of the monster corpses he planned to sell in exchange for some spiritual elixirs and spiritual materials.

Then, take the teleportation circle in the ancient city to the main altar of the Immortal Association in the south.

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Fairy Mountains.

Lying across the south of the ancient city, it is majestic and tall, with six main peaks reaching straight into the sky, making it unattainable and difficult to measure.

Rumor has it that only the six main peaks of the Shenxian Mountains are higher than the Taihong Ancient Wall. Standing on the top of the peaks, you can overlook the entire Taiming Continent.

The human race is good at myths and legends.

The Immortal Association, standing majestically in the sacred mountains, seems to be a representative of myth and fantasy.

People call the area where the main altar of the Immortal Association is located the "fairy world".

The fairy world consists of nine gates and sixteen streets. From a distance, it looks like a blooming morning glory, with its stems extending from the sacred mountain.

Qilin Gate is located due west. The Qilin statue is magnificent and can suppress all evils.

"Is the Seven Mystical Alliance really supported by the Immortals and preparing to fight against the Five Righteousnesses?"

"Is the Immortal Society really joining forces with the Yuanshi Sect to suppress the Zhangtian Sect and seize the Seven Star City by the sea of ​​embers?"

Feng Lan slowly walked into Qilin Gate with two heavy questions.

He had been exposed to the rumors he had heard, and regarded the Immortal Society as a hostile party, and wanted to work hard to do something about it.

In fact, he just followed the rolling crowds, walked into Qilin Gate, and walked into the majestic and gorgeous Shenxianhui Building.

After trading the corpses of the spiritual beasts that the other half planned to sell, and exchanging spiritual elixirs and spiritual materials, it was exactly the same as every monk who lined up at the counter.

"Did the Immortal Society unite with the Yuanshi Sect to modify the 'Hongmeng Pharmacopoeia' personally formulated by Zhang Tianxianjun?"

Feng Lan asked suddenly when he realized he was about to leave the closet.

The young man at the counter frowned, looked left and right, and said loudly: "Next person."

Feng Lan had to let the open position, and still walked out of the building in an orderly manner, and continued eastward along the crowd.

It seems that he forgot what he wants to do.

When he came out, he suddenly understood. In the crowd of people, he was a little monk who was ordinary.

Even in this non -retrograde crowd, he will never move the idea of ​​retrograde.

"strangeness."

"What's going on?"

"Just like this, why is it so naturally?"

Feng Lan seemed to be drowning, struggling hard, but was brought downstream by the water.

In front of the left, there is a trick of Songhelou.

Feng Lan especially wants to go to Songhe Tower, but to shuttle over the crowd.

He didn't have any motivation and strong willingness to scratch the neat crowd of the east and west.

When he walked into the Sun and Moon Tower opposite Songhelou, he still followed the crowd.

This crowd is like a long -born life from the mainstream of the rolling mainstream.

Feng Lan, just like a drop of water in the rolling tide water, unknowingly, naturally naturally.

***

Sun and Moon Tower.

Here is completely different from Fenglan's imagination. The restaurant is completely different.

Either book a luxurious room and consider yourself.

Either someone referred to to go to the wide hall and talk about it.

Fenglan can only book a luxurious room on the 33rd floor, order good wine, and let the store be sent to the room.

Standing on the Qingshuyu Pavilion, which was transmitted up and down from the precious "Green Shutter", it felt a little bit of the feeling of transmitting the French array by the golden fetal stone.

Especially the runes hidden behind the jade, occasionally spray the thin and strange runes, although it is not as good as the runes of the golden placenta, it is also quite weather.

"In other words, the possibility of human race imitation of golden fetal stone transmission arrays?"

"In this business opportunity, in the past 10,000 years, why is no one seized yet?"

Feng Lan walked out of the Qingshuyu Pavilion and opened the room with the special Xuanzhuang jade rune.

"One or two gold sandalwood, valued at forty -five spirit crystal. This is the golden sandalwood of Zhongpin."

Feng Lan jumped on the big bed of the tiger skin, looking at the gorgeous star moon map on the ceiling, and whispered: "Dogs."

Fully tea, vegetables, and desserts come in and put them on the eight immortal tables that are reaching the window.

The guy sang a sang and left with a smile.

Feng Lan sat down, drinking tea slowly, chewing slowly, the smell of the mountains, and occasionally tasted a sweet but not greasy snack, supplemented by the scenery outside the window, and the mood was comfortable and quite comfortable.

Suddenly, he saw the five people in the crowd, and three of them were Ye Chengfeng, Xiaoying Xiaoyu, Wang Fengnian, and the other two wearing purple robes.

This is in his expected.

With the power of the Wang family, as long as you show up, you can receive accurate news.

However, in the past three days, he destroyed six other small martial arts.

One of them is the lower courtyard martial arts of Yuanshi.

Although they do not use the Taoist method and technique of Tiansong, they will definitely lock them on themselves.

Feng Lan carefully recalled her behavior, and it was a bit out of mind.

***

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The bell in the room sounded.

Feng Lan exhaled and stood up, touched the storage bag around his waist, his mind suddenly woke up, and a stunned blush floating on his face.

"Is this the price of doing good people and doing good deeds?"

"It looks like what the Lord of the Shenbai Hall is dying -the wicked is better than a good person, and the good people who are sad will only be more evil."

Feng Lan calmed down and opened the door with a calm and confident step.

There is a middle -aged man with a tiger back and a big head with a big head, a beautiful swallow tiger whisker with his nose, eyes, and the ugly face that is about to squeeze together.

It is majestic and mighty.

There are two very beautiful black shirt girls standing behind the middle -aged people, the bigger than the small one.

"Xiong Renyan's father and daughter are polite."

The middle -aged man is like a flood bell, and the ears of the shock are buzzing.

"Don't know."

Feng Lan blurted out, and he felt inappropriate. He wanted to come back from the circle and was stopped by the laughter of the two beautiful girls.
To be continued...