Song Ling was curious about what the Qin State promised to the Taoist sect.
But that's not the point right now.
The flying chariot moved forward in hiding along the border. After walking for about three hours, it finally found a place where no beast-control array had been built for the time being.
Unfortunately, Qilin and Xiu Feixue were also there.
Coincidentally, this place is called Linkong, and it is the branch point of Changshan Road.
There are eight-party exchange meetings in Rinku City every now and then. Unlike the Lingbao Conference, this meeting in Rinku City is under the direct jurisdiction of Changshan Road. Basically, no one dares to act wild at the meeting.
They say it's about communication, but actually it's about making money.
Chang Shandao presides over the order, and participants can compete freely, bid as they please, and even go to the Xuanshan Lingquan to receive initiation.
In Rinku Castle, the only restriction is that you are not allowed to do anything without permission.
If you want to fight, just buy a pass and come to power. If anyone stirs up trouble in private, just wait for Chang Shandao's never-ending revenge.
Song Ling landed the flying chariot outside the city gate and entered the city separately from Jieye Huanyu. The injured Jiang Yiyu collected Xue Pingping's spiritual consciousness and followed Song Ling.
Looking at the people in line, Song Ling folded her hands and sighed: "I didn't expect that after what happened in Ye Cheng, there would be so many people giving face to Chang Shandao."
"There are no rumors about Ye Cheng." Jiang Yiyu reminded.
In the final analysis, whether it was the other sects that failed to win the bid or Changshan Dao, Ye Cheng's situation was all in disgrace.
Even if Jingyu is gone, no one can stop her.
"Then when will the queue last?" Song Ling turned around and looked at the queue behind her. She could barely see the end of the queue. They were all waiting to enter the city.
When the monk in line in front of Song Ling heard this, he turned around with a smile and said warmly: "Don't worry, the city gate will open in half an hour. It will be quick to get in then. As long as you have money."
Just in response to the monk's words, as soon as the city gate opened, the Changshan Dao disciples guarding the city quickly started collecting money. There was a queue of more than a thousand people, and it cleared out in the blink of an eye.
After Song Ling entered the city, he first found a medical clinic for Jiang Yiyu and asked her to take him with him. Then he went out and blended into the crowd.
She still had to find a place to stay.
When you enter Rinku Castle, you get one spiritual stone. After staying for a day, you can leave, and you have to pay one spiritual stone for leaving.
Of course, you can also enter and leave on the same day, but in this case, it is easy to attract the attention of Changshan Dao disciples and cause unnecessary trouble.
Walking on the streets of Linkong, Song Ling was simply dazzled. Compared to Yecheng, the prosperity of Linkong was a completely different scene.
The monks here can wield swords on the street and fly in the air. As long as you don't stir up trouble, you are a guest of Changshan Road and can enjoy the best service.
Except for the medical center, visitors to the city don't have to spend money on food or drink.
"Look, Taoist Brother Chang Shan is out."
Someone in the crowd shouted.
Song Ling held the pine ink and stood behind the street vendor's stall. She leaned over and took a look. Sure enough, she saw someone coming out of the gorgeous building with green tiles and red walls to the east.
The leader has long eyebrows and starry eyes, thin lips slightly pursed, and a very cold temperament. He wears a white robe and a gray belt, his long hair is tied halfway on the top of his head, the gray hair at his waist has a golden peony button, and the hair crown is more
I directly planted a white peony on it.
People are more beautiful than flowers.
"Ling Feiyan has become more and more beautiful and eye-catching during this period of cultivation." Passers-by exclaimed in surprise, and their eyes followed Ling Feiyan who was walking slowly, "Everyone else is returning to his original nature and breaking through illusions.
With his physical appearance, he has an interesting story of developing into the most beautiful woman."
Another person echoed, saying: "If you ask me, Xiu Feixue is just a beauty with a beautiful appearance, but this person's appearance has long been the combination of soul and body, and is even better!"
There were fans of Xiu Feixue in the crowd.
As a result, round after round of debates began all around as to who was the most beautiful in the world.
Song Ling rubbed Song Mo's head, turned around and wanted to slip away.
As a result, as soon as she moved, and before she had even taken five steps out, a cute and cute voice came from behind her.
"Senior brother, the white raccoon slave in that man's arms is so beautiful. I want to touch it."
Raccoon slave?
Hearing the sound, Song Ling looked left and right and found that she was the only one holding a cat. She was startled and hurriedly walked forward with her head down.
However, passers-by gave way to a spacious path and spontaneously blocked Song Ling's way.
Song Ling's surroundings suddenly became empty.
Ling Feiyan held the gilded Xuanlong Sword in his hand, walked up to Song Ling with extraordinary grace, and said: "This fellow Taoist, I wonder... would you like to take a step to chat?"
But just when Ling Feiyan finished speaking and before Song Ling could speak, an arrogant word suddenly came out from the crowd.
"I want this raccoon slave. You can use it as many spiritual stones as you like."
Looking up, Song Ling saw a petite woman wearing a crane-feather white shirt, pushing aside passers-by and walking over with her head held high.
Deep red lips, a small and straight nose, and eyes as dark as a deep pool.
This man is not tall, but the flowing cloud bun that extends to both sides is three feet wide and two palms high!
There is a silver bell holding a jade pendant at the end of the hair.
As soon as he moved, he wore a jade ring.
"Why, not selling it?" She walked closer, raised her chin slightly, looked at Song Ling and said, "Looking at your low level of cultivation, how about I reward you with a Hanging Mountain Spiritual Spring initiation?"
Are you also from Changshan Road?
Song Ling was a little confused about the current situation.
As the saying goes, there are crazy people in Changshan Road, and the prettier they are, the crazier they are. Song Ling just wanted to find an inn to sleep for a night, and did not want to have any contact with the people on Changshan Road.
So she giggled a few times and said a little shyly: "No, it's not for sale. This is a spiritual pet given to me by my mother. It cannot be sold."
Pretending to be stupid is a familiar task for Song Ling.
Anyway, neither Ling Feiyan nor the woman in front of him could do anything in the street, so Song Ling only had to muddle through the current situation and everything would be solved.
"Linglong, what are you doing here?" Ling Feiyan seemed to have endured it for a long time, "This raccoon slave was chosen for nothing. You can't fight with her in everything."
As soon as he heard the name, Song Ling had a preliminary impression in his mind.
Chu Ying, the master of Changshan Taoism, had two daughters. Among them, only the younger daughter, Chu Jibai, had any talent for cultivation, while the eldest daughter, Chu Linglong, could only be content with being mediocre and stop practicing Jindan all her life.
Therefore, Chu Ying loves her eldest daughter without any bottom line.
Song Ling used to often hear her senior brothers mention Chu Linglong.
Although this person has no ability, he is a top-notch prodigal. When he goes out, he must be accompanied by at least two monks in the Void Refining Stage. In this way, when Chu Linglong gets into trouble, someone will be able to take care of him.
Suddenly thrown into the family feud, Song Ling just wanted to dig a hole and crawl in.
"Why does sister always target me?" Chu Jibai's voice was delicate and soft, "If sister doesn't like me, why would she follow me all the way to the sky?"
Compared with Chu Linglong's noble dress, Chu Jibai is obviously much more restrained.
She wore a long dress with an orchid pattern, covered with thin cloud gauze, and her long hair was pulled up on both sides of her head, with a magnolia on each.
Maybe it's due to personality.
Chu Jibai's appearance is not as aggressive as Chu Linglong's, and even her lip color is light pink, making her look like a little girl, lovable.