"Thank you, young master, for reminding me. What you said, Ying'er knew very well and would never cause you any trouble. I also know that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in Yunzhou, so I left Xin'er in Youzhou. In this way, even if the Yunzhou sub-rudder comes out,
No matter what the mistake, Baixuan Pavilion is still the overlord of Youzhou." The girl's face was full of respect, but her tone was very firm.
"Yeah." Lin Xuan nodded: "Just be mentally prepared for the difficulties. In short, safety is the top priority. Although I can't provide shelter overtly, I can still take action secretly. If you encounter any major danger, you don't have to bear it forcefully.
"If the sub-altar is destroyed, it will be destroyed. I don't want to see anything happen to you, Ying'er." Lin Xuan said with a smile. Although he was cold-blooded and ruthless when facing the enemy, he always defended his own people. This is why
, Lu Ying'er and Liu Xin have been loyal to each other for hundreds of years, not just because of the blood contract.
"Yes, my little maid knows." Lu Ying'er said gratefully.
"Besides, when you come here, you must also want to participate in the Tianyun Trade Fair that will open in half a month."
"Yes." Lu Ying'er nodded: "Actually, my maid received the invitation."
"Invitation?" Lin Xuan was stunned, with a strange expression.
Lu Ying'er smiled and narrated eloquently: "It seems that the young master is not very clear about the ins and outs of Tianyun Trade Fair."
"Oh, tell me." Lin Xuan showed interest on his face. He had only heard about it along the way, and he really didn't know much about the specific situation.
"The Tianyun Trade Fair is said to have started since ancient times. At first, it seemed to be initiated by a mysterious family..."
Lin Xuan was shocked when he heard this. It was initiated by a family. With such appeal, could he be the ancestor of Tianzhou Luo family?
"Master, what's wrong with you?" Lu Ying'er's concerned voice reached her ears.
"It's nothing, just keep talking."
"Oh." Although she was a little curious, Lu Ying'er obediently did not ask further questions. She opened her lips slightly and continued to describe what she knew.
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At the same time, thousands of miles away from here, in a treasure mountain with elegant scenery.
A monk sat cross-legged, and next to him stood an old man with white beard and hair. Although this man was very old, he had a childlike face and white hair. He was wearing a long green robe and had an elegant demeanor. Although the mana on his body had been reduced, he was still the same.
What is shocking is that he is actually an immortal cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage.
If there were any other monks coming here, they would definitely take a breath of cold air, because this old man's name is "Qinglian Lay Buddhist". Not only his cultivation is jaw-dropping, but his status is also extremely noble.
He is the dean of Songfeng Academy.
Songfeng Academy, its name doesn't sound like much, but it is among the seven major powers in Yunzhou and has many masters. Of course, most of the people in the academy are Confucian cultivators.
It is no exaggeration to say that every time this Qinglian layman stamps his feet, the twelve states of Tianyun will tremble to some extent. However, such a person who is admired by all the monks and is well-educated in Confucianism, is standing with his hands tied at the moment, his face
His expression was extremely respectful.
Because the meditating immortal cultivator next to him is the Supreme Elder of Wangting Tower and Songfeng Academy, a cultivator in the late stage of Lihe, and the number one master in the Twelve Prefectures of Tianyun.
"Uncle Master has stopped asking about world affairs. Why did you call me here today?" layman Qinglian was worried, but the Supreme Elder was meditating with his eyes closed, so he had to wait respectfully, not even daring to say anything.
After a full meal, Wangtinglou opened his eyes, and a flash of fire appeared in the sky, which was a flying sword delivering a message.
Wangtinglou stretched out his hand, and the firelight circled briefly before falling into the palm of his hand, and he sank his consciousness into it.
"Sure enough..." Wangtinglou twitched his beard and pondered.
"Uncle Master, what are your orders?" layman Qinglian couldn't help but speak.
"I got news a while ago that a monk from the Luo family appeared near Xuanyuan City." Wangtinglou seemed to answer, but also seemed to be talking to himself.
"Luo family, which Luo family?"
"Zhuo, of course it's the Tianzhou Luo family. Apart from them, which other immortal cultivating family deserves my attention?" Wangtinglou raised his eyebrows and said angrily.
"Uncle, please forgive me for being stupid." Qinglian layman hurriedly bent down and bowed repeatedly, but his face was full of surprise: "The Luo family of Tianzhou has been eradicated by my seven sects long ago, is there still any evil left?"
"Hmph, it's not that easy to eradicate the roots. Although they have not appeared in the world for so many years, it does not mean that the blood of the Luo family has disappeared."
"Uncle Master makes sense, but even if there are still remnants of the Luo family, it doesn't matter. The power of our seven sects today is far from what it was in ancient times. A few monks of the Luo family cannot make a big splash." Qinglian
The layman said disapprovingly, of course, his face was still full of respect.
"Hmph, things are not that simple. Do you know how the Tianyun Trade Fair came about?"
"This... my nephew doesn't know, I hope my uncle will make it clear."
"The Tianyun Trade Fair originated in ancient times. It was first convened by the ancestors of the Luo family and brought together forces from various states. However, it is said that accidents occur every time, killing and injuring many monks."
"How is this possible? Is it the mastermind of the Luo family?" layman Qinglian said in surprise.
"I don't know this either. There is no description in classical books. It is said that the surviving monks are also tight-lipped, and it was too long ago, so I don't know what happened. Later, the Luo family was wiped out by my seven sects, and the Tianyun Trade Fair
The tradition has been preserved, but there has never been another tragedy." Wangtinglou said slowly with a strange color flashing in his eyes.
"According to what Uncle Master said, the Luo family might have been playing tricks on the original Tianyun Trade Fair. Now that their disciples have appeared again, you are worried..."
"Yes, even if there are remnants of the Luo family, they can't cause any big trouble. And the Tianyun Trade Fair has been held in Xuanyuan City since ancient times. Maybe there really is some secret there. Now the disciples of the Luo family have appeared...
"
"But Uncle Master, please forgive me for talking too much. The Luo family has disappeared for so many years. How could it suddenly appear? Could the information be wrong? They are simply cultivators from another sect." Qinglian layman said thoughtfully.
"Hmph, you have never thought about this. In addition to Thieves Tu from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, Fairy Ruyan from Tianya Hai Pavilion is also there. I have asked her to inquire on my behalf. The Fairy just passed the letter with her sword and has confirmed that the monks of the Luo family are
My identity." Wangtinglou spoke with confidence.
"What, Fairy Ru Yan is here too, then ask her to take action, capture one or two disciples of the Luo family, and then use the soul-searching technique to find out the other party's conspiracy." Qinglian layman said happily.
"Stupid, are you an idiot for being the person in charge of the Luo family? You won't let everyone in the family know about your plans." Wangtinglou said angrily. (To be continued,)