"Is that snake skin there now?" Chen Hao asked urgently, his heart pounding, and he felt that this thing had a lot to do with him, but he couldn't remember it for a while if he searched for his brain.

"Not here!" Zhang Zhonglin shook his head and sighed: "Although my father has saved some money from traveling around the world, it is still not enough to take on a big house. He saw the complex patterns on the snake skin and reflected colorful glows in the sun. He knew that this was a rare treasure, so he found a rare person to sell it and exchanged it for several good shops, so that he could support all the old and young people in the mansion."

"Who did your father sell the snakeskin to?" Chen Hao asked unwillingly, staring at the other party with his eyes, hoping that some clues could be seen from his face.

However, Zhang Zhonglin pondered for a while, but the final answer was disappointed.

He was still young at that time and his memory was a little blurry. He only remembered that the original owners of those stores seemed to have died more than ten years ago.

The clues were broken, and Chen Hao felt a little empty, as if he had finally prepared his momentum to punch him but hit him in the empty place. His strength has recovered almost. Looking at him, he could naturally tell that what Zhang Zhonglin said was not false.

"Snake skin, human body, snake tail, jade flute." Chen Hao murmured to himself over and over again. Just looking at his appearance, he was a demon clan, but when did he become related to a demon clan, so that he felt a little familiar in his heart?

He kept fiddling with the small piece of jade between his fingers. The only thing he could be sure of now was that this piece of jade had a great relationship with the jade flute, and the snake skin as big as a straw mat was probably the remains of the snake demon, but the clue was unfortunately broken.

Chen Hao knocked on his head, sighed, and muttered to himself, "Don't force it." Suddenly he put away the jade piece, and chuckled softly: "It's nothing if the snake skin loses its whereabouts. I have a vague feeling in my heart that one day I will meet it again. You live in Fengyuan City for a long time, and I think you are familiar with the people and things here. I want you to help check the origin of a woman who often goes out in and out of the green dress before the Zuixianju collapsed."

Zhang Zhonglin hesitated and asked hesitantly: "Are you talking about Miss Bier?"

"Yes, when we met that day, this woman called herself by this name." Chen Hao nodded and frowned. He raised his eyebrows, and a little joy appeared in his heart. He stopped and quickly inquired about the whereabouts of the woman, but was told the same thing. The woman's origin was mysterious. Since the collapse of Zuixianju, she could no longer see her shadow, and I don't know where she went.

That day, Young Master Yan was killed by him, and even his soul was destroyed. The woman in Green Shang was injured in his hand and broke a small piece of her rib. If Li Daoling had not appeared, she would have nowhere to escape. Looking back, a large part of the reason for the fight here was because of her. If it weren't for the guesswork of Mei Jingbao, if it weren't for her beauty, she would have spent her life in Fengyuan City in plain sight, unlike now, which caused countless people to suffer for no reason.

He wanted to ask about the whereabouts of the woman and continue to settle the grudge between the two, but he got such an answer, so he could only sigh, "Well, let me ask you again, a few days after the drastic change, have there been any strange-looking situations here? Are there any strangely dressed people to investigate the cause of the incident?"

Zhang Zhonglin frowned and pondered, "That day, I woke up slowly and found a corner of the city full of purple clouds. I was surprised and wanted to go and investigate, but suddenly I heard a cold snorkeling, and I lay down uncontrollably, as if a mountain was pressed on my back. My body was so uncomfortable that I was trying to cough up blood. I finally struggled to stand up. The vision had disappeared. The soldiers in the city patrol seemed to have received some instructions and took all the instructions to search for someone from door to door. If you weren't for your great powers and stayed in the pool for so long, you would probably be noticed by them."

Chen Hao walked to the side of the couch and sat down again, gently tapping the wooden frame with his five fingers, lowered his eyes and asked, "Then the various strange phenomena I had made in the yard before did not arouse the suspicion of these servants. What about the lord of Fengyuan City? Did this happen to a house in the city, and it didn't attract his attention? Logically speaking, it should have spread a long time ago."

Zhang Zhonglin was a little strange when he heard this. He asked tentatively: "Doesn't you know the details of Fengyuan City? The city lord here was not sent by the dynasty, but disciples from the Supreme Sect came to take turns to guard. After hearing that the incident, the second person was the young city lord was wrapped in a purple-clothed Taoist who was not sure where to go. The guards in the city were naturally lazy."

"It's so?" Chen Hao exclaimed, "Do you actually know the Supreme Sect?"

Zhang Zhonglin replied respectfully: "Although this place is geographically affiliated to the southern border, where can it escape the power of the supreme immortal path? The fairy mountain is floating thousands of feet high, with bright clouds. You can see it from afar thousands of miles away. All living beings feel awe in their hearts, and they regard it as a god to worship incense day and night."

"Oh?" Chen Hao's eyes were bright, and his knuckles hit the edge of the bed faster and faster, like a woodpecker's beak, causing the latter to make a "puff puff puff" sound. He suddenly looked up and said slowly: "I have something to ask you. If you complete it, I will not only not blame you for your previous reckless journey, but will give you a fortune."

Zhang Zhonglin was shocked, his eyes were filled with bright colors, and he quickly asked respectfully: "Sir, if you are useful, please give me instructions and go through fire and water."

"Yeah!" Chen Hao nodded and responded, "Actually it's not a difficult thing. I'm not very familiar with the geography of this area. As long as you take me to the location where you can see the Supreme Immortal Sect, I have some things to do."

"Sir, are you going to enter the Fairy Mountain?" Zhang Zhonglin said in surprise, his eyes rolling, and countless thoughts flashed in his heart, but he could not escape Chen Hao's methods. Before he could speak, he had already understood his thoughts.

He shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I know what you are thinking, but do you know that there are many people who go to the major Lingshan Immortal Sects to make pilgrimage every year, why does he only accept a small part of them as disciples?"

"I wish to help Master Wen solve his doubts."

"You have some things missing in your body. These things are called spiritual roots by the immortal masters. If you have such things, you cannot practice them. Naturally, they will not recruit such disciples."

"So that's it. I have asked others for advice, but I have not received any explanation. Now I am awakened when I hear the words of the adults. I am still unwilling to accept it. I wonder if this spiritual root can be repaired after all?"

"It's very difficult." Chen Hao frowned and replied. Although he helped the Zheng brothers and sisters improve their physique, they were all rare treasures in the world of cultivation. He was not familiar with the man in front of him. He thought that when he arrived at the ground, he took action to slightly expand the meridians in his body, so that he could increase the possibility of several points to enter the martial arts level, but he did not expect that he had such a thought and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Yes, who doesn’t want to practice Taoism and learn supernatural powers and seize life with heaven?

He looked at the other party's expectant gaze and pondered for a while, and suddenly he had an idea in his heart, nodded and said, "Since that's the case, I will fulfill you. Whether it is successful or not depends on your own luck."

"Thank you sir!"

Soon, the two came to the city post station to rent some transportation items. Although the heart lotus formed by Chen Hao could also fly people, it would consume a lot of true energy, and the other hand it would be too scattered and attracted the covetousness of others. Here, it was approaching Middle Earth, and there were many sects of cultivation, which were large and small. If a few curiosity aroused, although they were not afraid, they would be quite troublesome. Moreover, he did not want the Supreme Sect to know too much of his background, and was placed in the bright place and put on many halos for people to look up to.

Looking at the familiar four words "Tianxing Station", he sighed again. Many things related to this Tianxing Station had happened to him, and each of them was thrilling and almost dead.

Although it is shrouded in the shadow of the Supreme Immortal Sect, on the surface, the saying "All the king's land is the king's land" is still valid, so this post station can be retained. After all, this Supreme Sect only cares about the affairs of the cultivation world, and the mundane world still needs to be supervised by the dynasty. Although there were some wars a while ago, the matter did not exceed the uncontrollable range.

After seeing the scene of the purple star, Chen Hao already knew that the supreme sect could still produce the emperor purple aura they used for their cultivation as long as the entire world was used. As for the change of dynasties, it had nothing to do with them. This was the unique indifference of cultivators over all living beings.

In the inn, wind vultures flapped their wings and blew up strong winds. Fortunately, the ground paved with blue bricks here is still clean and there is no dust and smoke. Although these birds of prey look amazing, they are unusually docile, which makes him praise the way this inn can tame birds and beasts.

He glanced at him and picked out a moderately high-quality Fengqiu and threw it to Zhang Zhonglin. He didn't care about his enthusiasm, and turned a corner and stood in front of a huge iron cage. He said to the servant beside him, "Do you still have an iron feathered eagle here?"

The servant hurriedly trotted up and explained, "Sir, let's change the other end. This end is sent by the customer. He agreed to come and pick it up in one month."

"Oh?" Chen Hao reached out and held his chin, rubbed the beard that was not very hard although Qingyou, and pondered: "Which guest placed it?"

His question used a little power to shock his soul. The servant looked confused and couldn't help but answer: "It's a young master of the Immortal Sect. He brought two old slaves, and he seemed to be named Master Yan..."
Chapter completed!