Before leaving the house, the shopkeeper enthusiastically presented three sachets, one for each of the two, each one different, and praised the fragrance of the spices in them as suitable for them.
After thanking her and leaving, Wu Feiyu sniffed the scent of the sachet and thought of it as refreshing and attractive. She put it in her storage bag and asked, "Would you like to continue shopping?"
"I have nothing special to do. Is there anywhere you want to go?"
They didn't leave until the day after tomorrow, so they had nothing to do and plenty of time. They spent three days sightseeing in the huge Jiemen City without any trouble, and boarded the ship smoothly on the third day.
This is a fast ship and can reach the mountain and sea boundary on the 20th.
The starry road is dry and lonely, so I stay in a single room and meditate, and twenty days pass.
"We are about to approach the boundary between mountains and seas. Please be careful, passengers disembarking, don't miss the time!"
Looking out from the cabin window, the elliptical sphere is separated from the blue sea and the dark land, and the white air flows like clouds and mist on the surface, which is magnificent and magnificent.
The spaceship passed through the boundary gate and landed on the boundary mountain.
Boundary Mountain is where the boundary gate is located. The last time she came here, people were coming and going, people leaving and entering the boundary, and there was a building next to it for entry and exit procedures.
This time, it was very deserted. Looking around, except for the dozen or so people who had just disembarked, there was no one else at all. Even the door to the registration office was locked.
Did something happen in this world of mountains and seas?
"First follow me to Beizhao Yang Jiecheng."
Zhan Changfeng traveled along the way, paying attention to the current events along the way. He was surprised that in the past ten years, the pattern of the mountain and sea world seemed to have changed drastically.
She had a bad premonition and rushed to the Shang Ding Meeting even faster.
The appearance of the Shang Ding Hui is like a huge dark cauldron. From the foot of the cauldron, there are missions. The hall where you receive missions is very crowded, and many casual cultivators are accepting missions to earn spiritual stones.
She glanced at the cultivation of these casual cultivators. When the Shang Ding Association first started, only Xiantian and foundation-building monks came here. Now there are many foundation-building monks, and from time to time you can see a few extraordinary ones. Young Jiecheng,
The general level of cultivation is not high, but seeing a few extraordinary people shows that it is developing well.
But this was completely lower than her expectation. How could it only develop to this extent in ten years?
Zhan Changfeng stopped a waiter who was passing by, "Do you still have a branch?"
The waiter could not detect her cultivation level, but felt it was unfathomable, and immediately said respectfully, "There are no branches."
"Let the steward come to see me."
"Ah?" The waiter panicked, "Do you have any questions?"
"Forget it, I'll do it myself, you go and do your work." Zhan Changfeng went to the top floor and waved his soul thought.
At least she had divided the costumes of stewards, waiters, and guards into categories. Even if many people were replaced, she could still find the current stewards by their costumes.
The three stewards who were guarding the store today were swept by their soul thoughts, and their hearts felt cold. They thought that some powerful person came to the door to cause trouble, so they hurriedly informed the guards.
"Where are the people?"
"It seems to be going upstairs."
The third steward led the guards and hurried upstairs.
The Shang Ding will have nine annular floors. The first, second, third and fourth floors are the buying and selling areas. The fifth floor and up are where fellow Taoists compete in their skills. The top floor is empty and usually only the helmsman can enter.
They were sweating coldly as they went up, and one of them shouted, "What's going on with the guards on each floor? How can they put people up there? Can't they stop them at all?"
"It's over. Since the president is not here, we may not be able to resist. Go and invite Elder Ling and a few worshipers."
"Director Wen will be on duty on the eighth floor today. I'll send a message to him immediately."
Daoist Wen, who was practicing in a certain clean room, suddenly felt that his restriction was triggered. He waved his sleeves and put in the sound transmission. He let out a light sigh. Did he encounter someone who was looking for trouble?
He opened the door and stepped into the quiet corridor. His consciousness swept around, focusing on the two strange smells coming up the stairs. Before anyone arrived, he yelled, "Who is trespassing on private land?!"
Zhan Changfeng paused slightly. She had made a series of rules but did not get herself an identity certificate, which was really a mistake. In addition, she wore a mask at that time, revealing her true face, and no one knew her.
Even the people who come to block the road are the same.
This was none other than Elder Wen Chen of the original Elders Council. After he arrived at the Shanhai Realm, he stayed for a while in the new city built by the original Tibetan Yunjian people. Because he disdained the complicated interpersonal relationships in the new city, he accepted Lianwei's invitation and came to
Shang Dinghui served as an offering.
Wen Chen arrived forcefully, slowing down his steps as he got closer, his pressure gradually diminished. The handsome one seemed to have never been seen before, but the slim and cool one was Wu Feiyu, whom he had not seen in ten years.
"You, what's wrong with you?"
Wu Feiyu raised his lips and smiled and said, "Old man, how come you can't see your eyes after so many years?"
When Wen Chen heard her teasing, he almost rolled his eyes. This person really has an unreliable temper. Haha, his cultivation has been growing for a long time, and he can't even be lectured.
The former Elder Wen was so distressed that Qian Lang was about to be beaten to death on the beach. But he had not forgotten the business and barged into the Shang Ding Meeting. Even old acquaintances could not accommodate him. "Come and have a cup of tea with me. I have something to do."
Speak slowly."
The third steward and the guards rushed up. Seeing that their aura was unmatched by the monks, they were afraid that only Daoist Wen could talk to them, so they did not go up to talk to them, but firmly blocked the entrance to the stairs to give Wen Chen a place to stand.
Zhan Changfeng was quite satisfied with their reactions. He suppressed his inadvertent coldness and looked calm and elegant, "Senior Wen, you are well."
Wen Chen looked at Zhan Changfeng hesitantly.
Zhan Changfeng revealed her true face once during the reincarnation assessment, but later put on a mask, so only some contestants at the time knew her true appearance, and no one else knew.
She didn't let him guess, she said, "It's me, Zhan Changfeng."
Wen Chen Shen'er shuddered. He was detained by the Wu Qu Dynasty at that time and had not experienced the changes in Xiaoli Realm. However, every time he thought of it, his heart ached, heart aching for the lives wiped out by the flood, and heart aching for Tongze and his descendants who sacrificed their lives.
The disaster in Xiaolijie is a scar for all their living people.
For him, the most profound wounds in this wound were the white mark and Zhan Changfeng, who fell too fast. One was an old friend, and the other was a young descendant who had placed high hopes on him.
Losing anyone makes him feel painful and ashamed.
"It's really you. Aren't you in Xiaoli Realm?" He said with mixed feelings, "Xiaoli Realm is open again? How are the others?"
Zhan Changfeng also wanted to know some things that happened in the past ten years, "Senior Wen, let's sit down and talk."
"Okay, let's go to the flower hall." Wen Chen noticed her cultivation and sighed, "Don't call me senior. I'm afraid there is nothing better than you in my cultivation knowledge. From now on, I will treat you as a Taoist friend."
"You preceded me in my practice and have taken care of me. I deserve this as a senior."
Wen Chen smiled kindly, turned around and asked, "Why are you two here together? Alas, my mind is a mess now."
"It's a long story."
After they sat down in the flower hall, Zhan Changfeng briefly summarized the affairs of Xiaoli Realm and told him that Bai Hen, Ji Guang and Jun Wenjiu were still trapped in China, and that he was lucky enough to come out through the space teleportation array.
Hearing that there was no big problem in China and that Bai Hen, Ji Guang, Jun Wenjiu and others were still alive, he was finally comforted and told Zhan Changfeng about the new city.
The surviving men and horses of Zangyun Stream eventually moved to the mountain and sea realm, and built a new city with great pains.
However, the new city represents the integration of the original Council of Elders and the original princes. This process is accompanied by various contradictions and is very complicated. He is only an honorary elder of the Council of Elders. Helping them build the city is considered as doing his best, and he does not want to participate in it.
In order to fight for power and gain, he accepted Lianwei's invitation and came to the Shang Ding Meeting.
Later, not long after the new city was stabilized, a full-scale war broke out in the Beizhao Continent. The Donglin Dynasty took the lead in starting a melee. Jing Yaoguo from the Nanfeng Continent also intervened from time to time, and the situation was violently turbulent.
As a result, at the invitation of Jingyao Kingdom, powerful factions such as Mingrui Gouji and the original Weiminghou Qinglanhou moved to Jingyao with hundreds of thousands of monks.
Lu Yishan did not go, but joined the Day Clan.
Nowadays, there is no longer any power in Zangyunjian.