In the early hours of the morning, the candles in the upper room on the fifth floor of the inn were extinguished and the window lattice was propped up. The cool moonlight came in through the window and lightly sprinkled the ground. Once you get used to the brightness, you can see the people and things inside clearly.

Chu.

Couples who take their children away will usually only rent one room, unless the child is an adult.

The Bei couple were no exception. Their three children slept side by side on the wide couch. The parents spread out a straw mat in front of the couch and sat quietly, closing their eyes and relaxing.

It can be seen that the couple loves their children very much. How pitiful the hearts of parents in the world are!

However, you still have to give it a try.

A wisp of breath that transcended the Mahayana stage rushed into the room. The couple did not respond and were still sitting quietly with their eyes closed. The second time, the breath of the distraction stage circled the room, but there was still no response. The third time, the Nascent Soul monk's

The breath just reached the window——

"Who is visiting?" The man in the room opened his eyes, locked the window sharply, and said in a deep voice, "Why don't you show up and see me?"

Almost at the same moment, the woman in the room also opened her eyes, sitting on the edge of the couch, protecting the children and keeping an eye on the surroundings.

But that wisp of Nascent Soul's aura dissipated immediately and never entered the room.

Those who can detect the breath of Yuanying must have a cultivation level above that of Yuanying. The cultivation level of the couple in front of them is about the middle stage of Yuanying and below the out-of-body stage. No wonder the foundations in the city cannot be seen by the Jindan military guards.

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It is not easy for casual cultivators to reach this level. If they are friends but not enemies, they can be recruited into the city for their own use.

"Dad, what's wrong?" The playful second sister seemed to be awakened, and she raised her body and asked slightly in fear.

"It's just a little thief, it's nothing. Go to sleep." Mrs. Yuehua comforted her.

After fulfilling the responsibility of a gentle mother, regardless of whether the children were awake or what they were doing, she stood up and re-established the barrier with her husband.

She is just a puppet. She can act, but it is really difficult to use emotion.

"The person's cultivation seems to be above the Mahayana stage." Qinghe stood up and said.

"The city lord of Zhongtian City is an ancestor who has overcome the tribulation." Little Yuan Zhao, who was lying in the middle, also opened his eyes with a cold expression. "The officials in the city are all monks at the Nascent Soul stage and above. They are as skilled as a cloud. No wonder the city's defense is impregnable and indestructible.

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Hey, what comes and goes, she just went to spy on someone, and then she stared at him all the way back to the inn.

"Zhongtian City is so close to Xianyun Sect, why don't they join the sect to practice?" Hongye was puzzled, "The emergence of new techniques is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

"With everyone gone, who will protect Zhongtian City?" Qinghe said rationally, "With the sect closed for three years, the people in the city have died several times."

It is also enough for evil cultivators to destroy the city or install their own spies.

"Your Highness... uh," as soon as the words left his mouth, Hongye realized the slip of the tongue, shook his head, and reorganized his words, "Sister, why is the patriarch of the city willing to condescend to the Xianyun Sect? I remember that the sect master and Guanglan Zhenjun were in the Mahayana period.

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"The old city lord can only survive the early stages of the tribulation. The two true kings in the sect are young and in the late Mahayana period. If they really fight, the old city lord may not be able to defeat one of them." Yuan Zhao said, "The sun is setting on one side, and the sun is rising on the other. What's the point?

Unwilling to do so?"

According to her quick glance, the old city lord was already strong on the outside but capable on the inside, and the purple mansion between his eyebrows showed signs of exhaustion and decay.

Zifu is the soul. He is already in his twilight years and can only be supported by his breath.

Of course, his breath is different from that of ordinary people. If there is no accident, he can last for at least several decades. He may have noticed it himself, and thought that the change in the sect was just a technique, and a technique could not kill his children and grandchildren.

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When the children and grandchildren go in, they can at most get a glimpse of the rich spiritual energy of the sect, which is beneficial to their practice. It would be best if they can get the guidance and favor of the true monarch, mainly to get acquainted with the rumored master.

Regardless of whether the older generation is willing to face it or not, the world belongs to the young after all.

Therefore, I gave up the opportunity to join the sect and practice to my children and grandchildren, and I defended Zhongtian City for the future generations.

"It is said that there are no fathers and sons on the battlefield," Hongye tilted his head slightly and said with emotion, "In this world, spiritual energy is rare. It is rare for a father to be willing to give up opportunities to his children and grandchildren."

"Birds of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups." Yuan Zhao pursed his lips slightly and smiled slightly, "Just like the Xianyun Sect, doesn't it also generously give opportunities to outsiders to practice?"

Grain class

If it were another sect, most likely they would rather let the practice disappear than allow outsiders to pry into the practice. They are afraid that the outsiders' cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds, surpassing the sect's disciples, or even surpassing themselves.

Of course, whether this is biased or not remains to be seen by her when she goes down the mountain to see for herself.

"Then what are the plans of the third sister?" Qinghe looked at the trumpet Yuan Zhao without any sense of disobedience. "We can leave tomorrow after getting the road guide, or should we stay for a few more days?"

From a young princess, to a princess, to a god of war, she watched him grow up step by step, and was not surprised by his appearance as a child. Unlike Hongye, every time she saw His Highness, she wanted to reach out and pinch his little face to play with the children.

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"Let's stay a few more days." Xiao Yuanzhao, who had baby fat, said seriously, with a milky voice, "I'll leave after I've walked around the whole city and left my mark on Zhaohua."

The Zhaohua Seal is a ray of her divine flame breath, which can also be called a ray of sunshine, refined from the ancient body.

The old city lord was old. Not to mention overcoming the tribulation, a sneak attack and commotion would be enough to kill him. In the spring and autumn, peace was short, and attacks were long, so she had to worry deeply about it.

In the city, in the corner of the city lord's palace, she stamped her Zhaohua seal.

If there is any abnormal movement, the entire Zhongtian City will be bathed in the pure and bright sunlight, allowing evil forces to have no escape...

Early the next morning, at Chen time, Beijing went out and took the road guide to the government office to find someone to stamp it.

Mrs. Yuehua was in a good mood and was not affected by what happened last night. She cleaned up the children early in the morning and went out together. The cart before was intended by the couple to pretend to be pitiful in front of the immortal to gain sympathy.

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Now that it was no longer needed, Beijing asked the waiter at the store to change his wife and children to a more comfortable one before going out.

No, when Mrs. Yuehua came to the door with the children, a tightly covered but ventilated, sturdy and stable carriage had been waiting for a long time.

The people who were secretly watching were dumbfounded.

There was no groom, but the horse was very obedient, going away when asked and stopping when asked. Seeing this, the people who were watching secretly smacked their tongues, shrank their heads, and quietly left before the hidden couple noticed them.

Some spiritual stones can be earned, and some cannot. In case there is blessing to earn, there is no blessing to spend.

Of course, the people who left quietly were either casual cultivators or disciples of unfashionable sects who cared about their lives. The disciples of the big sects were different. They sent back the information of the couple who had become two different people overnight and continued to follow them.

This couple is a talent worth recruiting, but they are not the target of tracking. The Xianyun Sect and the City Lord's Mansion are the targets of everyone's attention.

There are also three girls rumored to be missing, and they may have run away long ago.

Hey, in this hot summer, monks like them are pretending to be vegetable sellers and food stalls... Just as they were sighing to themselves, Mrs. Yuehua and her children came over.

"Sister, do you want to eat this? This is called wonton..." the second girl said, pointing to the dumplings in the clear soup.

I heard from Qinghe that His Highness was assassinated in Nanzhou City when he was a child, and the assassin dressed up as a food stall owner. Unexpectedly, this trick can still be encountered in the world of immortality. It has been a long time since I lived.

By the way, should she put some poison in it?

"You can just eat it yourself. Why do you have to coax the third sister to eat?" The eldest sister looked annoyed and hugged the younger sister away. "Third sister, don't listen to the second sister. This thing is very dirty. It will make you sick if you eat it.

pain……"

"Hey, how can your little sister talk?" The stall owner refused.

Even though he is pretending, he still has professional ethics! Can it be certified? Don’t just talk nonsense!

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you are so childish! Don't be angry, store owner." Mrs. Yuehua stuffed the children's heads back into the car with a headache. She apologized and told the horses to move quickly, and quickly left these unclean animals.

Food stall.

From a distance, I could still hear the stall owner cursing and spitting.

The summer is hot, people are impetuous, and passers-by are common. Seeing that there is no excitement to see, just keep your head down and busy with your own things.

Even in the world of immortality, the smell of folk fireworks is similar and common. Lifting up the car curtain, Xiao Yuanzhao lay by the window and quietly admired the street scene. He thought to himself, no wonder the ancestor Nan Yu did not want to ascend with his old master.
Chapter completed!