On the eighth floor, Shen Yuan, Fang Qingming and several other disciples were brought into a wing room.

The furnishings in the room are elegant, with a faint floral scent mixed with a hint of wine, and the furnishings are neat and odor-free. It is much better than the place where they live in the Haotian Sect.

There are also many famous paintings placed around Please Close. The windows here are floor-to-ceiling, occupying almost half of the wall. If you look around, you can have a panoramic view of the entire Baihua City.

There is no standing table in the room, but a small flat half table where everyone can sit on the floor. There is also a small stove next to it, which is perfect for warming wine.

Fang Qingming lay on the animal skin blanket on the ground, stretched and said: "It's so comfortable. This place is much better than my home. I will make the room like this when I go back to visit relatives next time."

"Senior Brother Fang is right. This place is indeed good. No wonder the monks like to come to Baihua City."

"It's a pity that the sect won't let me do it, otherwise I would have changed my residence long ago."

"We are monks. We are here to practice in the sect, not to enjoy ourselves. The sect does this to temper us."

"I'm just complaining, there's no need to be so serious, right?"

"..."

Several senior brothers began to talk.

On the contrary, Shen Yuan remained silent and stared outside at the Baihua City wrapped in yellow cassocks for a long time without saying a word.

"Shen Yuan, what are you thinking about?" Fang Qingming turned around and said, "Since our uncle has given us time to rest, why don't you stop here and spoil the fun?"

Shen Yuan shook his head and said, "I was just thinking about the demon clan."

"What are you thinking about? This is not our Northern Wasteland State anyway, so even thinking about it is in vain." Fang Qingming muttered.

"Different."

Shen Yuan sighed: "We are here to kill demons this time. The moment we came out, I took a look at the demonic mist in the sky. The level of demonic mist is unusual for ordinary demons. I am afraid that our strength is not enough to protect the safety of one party."

"

After hearing this, several people fell silent.

Experience is naturally extremely dangerous.

In the Haotian Sect's spiritual temple, there are more than half of the brothers who died because of their experience.

Now among them, I don’t know how many people will enter the lingci.

"Isn't that what experience is all about? I have corrected my mentality a long time ago. It is indeed a good thing to stay in the sect and practice, but sooner or later I will run into trouble."

Fang Qingming said with relief: "Uncle Master has paved the way for us, but it depends on us whether we can ascend to immortality. Life or death depends on our fate. Wealth and honor are in heaven. Uncle Master cannot always protect us. He also has to

Isn’t it about ascension?”

"Dong dong dong——"

The knock on the door suddenly occurred to him at this moment. Fang Qingming stood up and said, "Here comes the wine. Let us brothers and sisters have a good drink. I'm afraid we won't have the chance in the future."

Several people also laughed, as if they had already seen through it.

The person who walked in through the door was a graceful figure, holding a tray in her hand and many wine glasses on top. There were many servants following behind her, each of them holding a jar of wine in their arms.

Before it was opened, everyone could already smell the aroma of wine.

"Tsk, tsk, the aroma of this wine alone makes me unable to bear it anymore." Fang Qingming laughed.

Shen Yuan stared at the people entering the door, especially the woman who was placing the wine glasses.

"Are you the white smoke?" Shen Yuan asked doubtfully.

"Fellow Taoist, I admitted my mistake. I am Qingyao. Sister Bai Yan is playing music outside and will not come in to disturb you." Qingyao said softly with a smile.

Qingyao's reputation is very big in the world of cultivation. Even if Shen Yuan and others often stay in Haotian Sect, they only know a little bit about it.

Immediately, Shen Yuan raised his hands and saluted, "It turns out to be fellow Taoist Xiao Jue Qingyao, but we are blind."

Three Wonders of Baihua City

One, no matter how blocked they are in the news, it is impossible that they have not heard of it.

In the Haotian Sect's exam, there was once a question about the Three Ultimate Skills, so they all understood it fairly well.

The other disciples also bowed their hands and said in return: "I have seen Taoist friend Xiao Jue Qingyao."

"You're welcome."

Qingyao said with a smile: "When I heard that everyone from the Haotian Sect was coming, I specially sent drinks, hoping that they would suit your taste."

After saying that, she poured a glass of wine for everyone and began to warm the rest of the wine skillfully.

Now is the time for her to take charge of the interrogation. Only when she gets closer can she have a better chance of finding out about Su Fan.

Shen Yuan and others were also rude and raised their glasses to drink together.

"I wonder how you came to Baihua City?" Qingyao asked doubtfully: "As far as I know, Baihua City has been closed down. It will be extremely difficult for you to enter."

Hearing this, Shen Yuan and the others also looked at each other and smiled.

Fang Qingming waved his hand and said with a smile: "Thanks to our uncle, if he hadn't come forward, we wouldn't have been able to come here."

"Uncle Master?"

Qingyao said curiously: "This uncle must be a very powerful being. The Haotian Sect, one of the ten thousand-year sects, has many strange people, which makes us and other casual cultivators envious."

"What's the point? Our uncle is very easy to talk to. You can join the Haotian Sect if you want." Fang Qingming picked up the wine glass and drank by himself.

Shen Yuan and others also nodded repeatedly.

Now their Haotian Sect doesn't have too many rules, and they recruit people very casually, as long as they don't betray the Haotian Sect.

Second Elder Ji Yunxi's Lanyun Peak has been assigned to the casual cultivators, and there are many casual cultivators living and cultivating on it.

"Huh? Doesn't it mean that the Haotian Sect has no taboos about recruiting people?" Qingyao asked in confusion.

Shen Yuan explained: "Our Haotian Sect does not have many rules and regulations, and it has recently recruited a lot of casual cultivators. If Miss Qingyao wants to come, she only needs to explain it to my uncle.

Uncle will also agree."

Is it this uncle again?

Does this uncle of Haotian Sect have great power?

Qingyao became even more confused. Shouldn't the leader of a sect have the final say?

"Your sect is interesting, does your sect leader not care about things?" Qingyao asked with a smile.

"The sect master is busy cultivating. Now the elder is responsible for all matters, and the master uncle will give some suggestions from time to time." Fang Qingming said: "Everyone in the Haotian Sect knows about this matter, and there are also many people in the Northern Wilderness.

Few forces know about it.”

Now that Haotian Sect was born, it has attracted the attention of many sects.

During Su Fan's absence, the sects in the Northern Wilderness became more active each one, and forces came to visit them almost every day.

Regardless of whether they are big or small forces, everyone who comes to Haotian Sect is extremely surprised.

The richness of the spiritual energy alone has already made those forces envious, not to mention that there are many masters in the sect, so it is no problem to be the leader of the Northern Wilderness.

Qingyao nodded and said: "That's right, the sect master really needs to practice hard. After all, he is the master of a sect."

"You are wrong about this. Our sect leader has no status in the sect." Fang Qingming suddenly said with the strength of wine.

The expressions of the other disciples also changed slightly and they looked at Shen Yuan. After all, Shen Yuan was the direct disciple of the sect master and the chief disciple of Zhen Yuan Peak, representing the face of their Haotian Sect.

Apart from the senior sister Wang Luofei, Shen Yuan's words are the only one worthy of belief by all the disciples.

Nowadays, Fang Qingming is somewhat less famous among his disciples. After all, some of the latter

The disciple is very energetic and not inferior to Fang Qingming at all.

Shen Yuan didn't say anything, but nodded and admitted.

This time Zhang Shanfeng actually wanted to keep them all. If he hadn't acted accordingly, they would have been left in the sect to look after the family.

"Junior brother Fang is right, the master is indeed a bit unbearable." Shen Yuan took a deep breath and said: "Among their generation, the master has the lowest cultivation level. If it weren't for the fact that the master uncle is not worried about the other elders,

, I’m afraid that the position of the sect leader has been changed a long time ago.”

He also started talking drunkenly.

Anyway, Zhang Shanfeng is not here now. It doesn't matter how loud they say, as long as they make sure that Zhang Shanfeng doesn't know about it.

Qingyao wrote down everything about the Haotian Sect, and then asked: "By the way, it seems that the city lord is also from your Haotian Sect. Is it possible that he is also one of the elders?"

Suddenly, everyone looked at it with surprised faces.

Qingyao was stunned and said hurriedly: "What are you looking at? Is there something dirty on my face?"

"Miss Qingyao misunderstood, but...you really don't know the identity of your city lord?" Fang Qingming asked with a surprised look on his face.

The identity of the city lord?

I'm afraid not many people in the entire Baihua City know about it, right?

Qingyao slowly shook her head.

Fang Qingming sighed: "Actually, your city lord is our uncle. I thought you already knew his identity."

City Lord? Uncle Master?
To be continued...