Qin Di followed the old man into the broken Taoist temple. He looked up and saw several holes in the roof. He couldn't help asking: "Have Tiangang Sect been declining for a long time?"

The old man shook his head: "It's only a thousand years. The hole in this place was damaged by humans! Someone rushed in and broke the palaces everywhere in order to force us away so as to occupy our territory."

"Is this really done by Lingxiao Palace? As a famous sect, can you say you don't want any face?"

"What's so strange about this? There were three sects in Zhuolu City, but now they all disappeared, and the entire city was included in the Lingxiao Palace. They occupied Zhuolu City and controlled half of Zhuolu. Most of the people entering and leaving Zhuolu have to pass here."

The two of them sat down in the hall. The old man took out a jade slip and began to use his spiritual sense to carve the immortal weapon of Bu Gang Pi Dou. After a long time, he carved it and handed it to Qin Di: "Here, that's it."

Qin Di swept over the spiritual sense, pondered for a while, and said, "It seems a bit difficult, but it can be overcome. However, it takes a lot of time to refine this thing, and I am worried that someone will come to make trouble. Old man, since Lingxiao Palace wants this place, and his arm can't twist his thighs, why don't you let them? Are there any other disciples from the Youth Sect? If you can't find a place to stay, I'll help you find a Feng Shui treasure land with rich spiritual veins in the Eastern Continent, how about it?"

The old man turned around and looked around with a reluctance and said, "I grew up here since I was a child. Every grass, tree, brick and tile here is very familiar with. In the past, the Xiangang Sect, in addition to occupying half of Zhuolu City, also had a large sect base in Xianfeng Valley in the north of the city. Now they have been stolen, and only this Taoist temple is left! I feel unwilling!"

Qin Di said, "Old man, life is the most important thing. I advise you not to fight for this tone. You can find a place to stay first, and wait for me to refine the immortal weapon. I will give you a set. Think about it, will there be a chance of restoration in the Immortal Gang Sect in that way?"

The old man lowered his head and thought for a moment, and said, "In the past, Tiangang Sect was hit. Hundreds of disciples died and fled. Everyone was separated. My junior brother came back a few days ago and said that he had found a spiritual mountain range in the southern continent. Although the territory was not large, he could establish himself and continue to practice. Therefore, many lost disciples have arrived there one after another. However, I don't want to leave for the time being. Although my life has been extended for thousands of years, if I don't have the immortal weapon of Bu Gang and Step Dou, I would not be able to advance. After all, the future is bleak, and sooner or later I will die. I would rather die here and bury my bones in my hometown, and have some peace in my heart."

Qin Di said: "Since that's the case, old man, you'll stay here and wait, from at least three to five years, or at most twenty or thirty years. I will refine an immortal weapon and send it to you."

The old man looked up at him with hope in his eyes and said, "Thank you little brother. If it can be achieved, I would like to teach you the 'Heavenly Eyes' that has been passed down for many years in this sect. To be honest, there is a ancestor of our Xiangang Sect, who is famous in the fairy world, as famous as the famous Shunfeng Ear."

Qin Di was a little surprised when he heard this, and then smiled and said, "Okay, let's talk about it next time we meet."

Then the two chatted for a while and then separated.

Qin Di left the Taoist temple, left Zhuolu City, and walked towards Zhuolu.

The outside of Zhuolu is no longer as lively as before. It looks very few people, but it seems a little deserted.

Qin Di came to the surroundings of the fog array and was soon stopped by several people flying from the side.

These people were wearing the clothes of disciples of Lingxiao Palace, with a sign of blue sky and sun on their chests, and shouted loudly: "Hey, boy, what's your name? Get the identity token quickly! Pay 500 immortal stones before you can go in!"

Qin Di said in his heart: "No wonder there are so few people coming and going! When you take a trip to Zhuolu, you are taking a lot of risks, and the periphery has been searched all over, so you may not be able to find any good things. Now you have to pay 500 immortal stones, so naturally few people come!"

He was too lazy to argue with these little people, and he could not kill these people at once, because there was a celestial immortal in Lingxiao Palace stationed in Zhuolu City. If it caused a big disturbance and was besieged before entering, it would be boring.

So he took out the imitated identity token and prepared to pay the fairy stone.

A burly middle-aged spiritual immortal looked a little embarrassed. He took the identity token and glanced at it, then threw it to Qin Di, and said, "I want to tell you that in the fog array, 80% of the cultivators come from Lingxiao Palace. When you meet these disciples, you should hurry up and hide away, do you know?"

Qin Di didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, and then began to take out the immortal stone.

A tall and thin man took the fairy stone, counted five hundred yuan, and then said impatiently: "It's not enough! Get another two hundred yuan! I said, "You guy, don't have eyes?" My brothers and I have worked hard here for a long time, how can we go for a waste?"

Qin Di looked at him and really wanted to raise his hand and slap him to death, but he took a deep breath and finally held back. He reached out and took out another two hundred immortal stones.

Several people around laughed: "Okay, boy, you can go in! If you die inside, you are not lucky!"

"You guy is very brave, there is only one person, and you dare to come here to explore! Tsk tsk..."

Only the previous middle-aged spiritual immortal said: "Boy, go in and have a wink..."

At this time, Qin Di had already walked into the fog array, his steps were flying, and he quickly walked towards the depths of the fog.

He used his skills to listen to the sounds coming from thousands of miles around him. He heard the people behind him talking unscrupulously about Zhuoluzhi.

"Brother Liu San, why are you soft-hearted again? You know you're going to die if you go in, what did you remind him to do?"

"Oh... it's another life..."

"What's the name of this kid? Which sect does it come from?"

"I just glanced at him and he seemed to be called 'Fei Ren', and he came from the Sanqing Sect. Where is the Sanqing Sect?"

"It seems to be a small sect in the southeast direction. There are only a few spiritual immortals in total. I have to wonder if I dare to resist..."

"This guy definitely doesn't know that the head of this sect, together with twenty celestial immortals, is cracking the third level of immortal formation. In order to prevent others from disturbing, he sent out tens of thousands of spiritual immortals in the first two levels of formation. Any disciples from other sects will be killed regardless of..."

"Hehe, we killed all the people who came to explore not long ago. Otherwise, why would there be fewer and fewer people..."

"Haha, we killed people and blocked the news. People outside didn't know how these people died. They all thought they had lost their lives in Zhuolu!"

"When will the leader break the third level of immortal formation? It's been 180 years, and I heard that I haven't broken in yet..."

"What is one hundred and eighty years? For the celestial being, isn't it just a blink of an eye?"
Chapter completed!