The ground in Yunmeng City is flat and there are not many ups and downs.

The palace is located in the center of the city, with a terrain slightly higher than the surrounding area, and is vertically placed with a high wall to guard against peeping.

But the palace is not the highest point in the city.

There is a high ground to the west of the city, with a lonely stone peak about thirty feet high, surrounded by bamboo forests on all sides.

It is late in autumn, and withered yellow bamboo leaves are covered with the ground.

After the dense bamboo poles lost their bamboo leaves, they were bare, but their branches were slanted and slanted, making them look extremely stubborn and desolate. From a distance, they looked like a sharp spear, which seemed to pierce the sky, revealing a bloody and murderous aura.

There is no one home within a mile nearby, and the environment is quiet and you can see the sparkling Yunmengze.

There are several bleak gilded characters on the mountain gate archway, Tianranju.

There is a couplet engraved on the stone pillars on both sides: Guests are in heaven, but they are in heaven.

This is the place where Yunmeng Kingdom specially welcomes monks, unlike the hotel that welcomes missions from various countries that are set up in a downtown city.

The common people do not understand the mystery of the word "natural" and call it "Xianshi Pavilion". It would be correct to call "Zhuli Pavilion" randomly.

At the intersection leading to Tianranju, there are small officials from the Imperial Heavenly Prison who are on duty. In fact, whether they are guarding or not, they are like birds, and no one dares to approach this place. Whether it is civilians, nobles, beggars, or thieves.

The reason is very simple, one word, I'm afraid.

Although the agreement is established, the immortal master is not offended and cannot attack mortals.

But if you really want to kill you, it is like killing a chicken. If you kill, you will be killed. Do you still dare to report to the official and cause trouble? Besides, reporting to the official is useless.

There is a monastery in Tianran’s residence, which used to be lively. At its peak, there were more than 20 immortal masters living there.

The national teacher Wei Fengyun did not return, and the immortal masters ran one after another. Although they invited a few more people later, they finally slapped their butts and left, leaving only an old man, Jin Jianzhan.

In the past half month, even Tong Jin has not lived in it anymore, and Tianranju has become an empty hall.

Today is different than before.

In the morning, there were endless carriages and horses, and groups of mages entered and left the hall.

The servants swept bamboo leaves, sprinkled clear water, and wiped out dust and spider webs, so busy that they rushed forward.

At noon, the officers and soldiers searched the mountains and closed the road to check whether there were any idle people.

All the officials of the Imperial Heavenly Prison changed into brand new clothes, and their youthful faces showed a little nervousness. According to the request of the princess Liu Ruofei, the Imperial Heavenly Prison began to select poor families from the people half a month ago, and they were the first lucky ones.

In the afternoon, a total of nine Huagai chariots entered Tianranju in sequence.

It was only one hour before darkness was left, and the twilight was revealed.

The sun hangs on the horizon of the West, and it will sink yet. The sunset is steaming, and smoke rises in the city.

In the hall under the stone peak, a strong man like a bear strode out of the threshold. After looking around, he spitted thick phlegm onto a stone Pixiu under the steps.

The strong man named Xiong Ben, who is a physical practitioner in the upper realm of the spirit. There is also an unknown identity in the secret, who is the general worship of the Eighteen-Serial Water Village in Yunmengze.

Yunmeng's lake is as vast as the sea, with rivers and countless lakes. The water thieves have been endless since ancient times, and there are much more than bandits.

The thieves were chased by officers and soldiers like grandsons, and the thieves fought and fought each other, and everyone wanted to climb a big tree as their backer.

In this world, there is no greater backer than an immortal master, and it is better than an official.

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The immortal master at the realm of the God Merge is a big man who is only one step away from the national master and rarely appears in the world. If you want to find him, you don’t know where the door of the cave is open.

The immortal master who is consecrated in the realm dominates the side, with a lot of minions and apprentices. He doesn't even take the government seriously, so he will not be able to take any advantage of the thieves' dedication.

The immortal master in the agile realm is determined to attack the Consciousness Realm, and he wishes to split a day into two days of practice. Ordinary gold, silver and jewelry are hard to attract their magical eyes, unless they use crystal stones, heavenly and earth treasures, or even magical tools to invite them.

There are often exceptions in everything.

Immortal masters also need to eat fireworks on earth and servants to serve them. They cannot turn stones into gold at home, so they cannot be separated from the world.

Unless you are a disciple of a major sect or a person who is determined to practice asceticism, yellow and white things are still indispensable.

Some monks even feel that they have no hope of advancement, so they simply don’t seek the way of heaven, but instead seek wealth in the world. They go to and from the temple, travel around the world, and are very busy.

They had been in a state of hardship for a long time, but once they abandoned the old rules, they became more severe than ordinary people in terms of enjoyment, and they took action more ruthlessly.

Xiong Ben came to Yunmengze two years ago and became the general worship of the Eighteen River Villages. It was called a worship, but in fact it was a tyrant, and he treated the lords as turtle grandsons.

If it were earlier, he would not dare to step into Yunmeng at all.

Although Yunmeng is small, it has a national teacher Wei Feng who is holding the sky, and even the immortal masters dare not cause storms.

After Wei Feng left, his son Wei Changqing was not like a cultivator, he was simply the reincarnation of the Tiansha Star.

It is the business of officers and soldiers to destroy bandits and rivers, and he generally does not take it hard. But if the immortal master dares to be confused with the thieves and commits crimes in Yunmeng, first consider how hard his neck is.

Fortunately, this guy left three years ago and there was no news, which made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

I guess he will never come back. Otherwise, when the disaster in Yunmeng Kingdom is approaching, he should have appeared long ago.

Ten days ago, Liu Yuan, the commander of the palace guard in Yunmeng, was mysteriously killed, causing a lot of waves in the world. But for practitioners, nothing is counted.

An incident that happened three days ago really shocked the world, and even the national teachers might be alarmed.

The "Divine Breath" that Yunmeng Kingdom was preparing to dedicate to Di Suizi was actually robbed on Shilipo.

As Di Suizi, he may not be willing to accept Yunmeng's contribution, anyway, it was his belonging. However, he dared to rob the divine breath, but he did not take Di Suizi seriously and slapped him in the face naked.

There is no doubt that the slightest hope of survival in Yunmeng Kingdom has been lost and death is faster.

After more than twenty immortal masters fell on Shilipo, several monks from the Consecrated Highland who were smartly staying in Yunmeng City and did not go to grab a piece of pill quickly slipped away. They were afraid of hitting the unknown god of killing in Shilipo, and they were afraid of following their sons to investigate. They didn't eat mutton and even had a lot of trouble.

Tong Jin visited the remaining monks one by one, and his mouth was worn out. I don’t know what methods he used, but most of them lost money. Several immortal masters from the Middle and Lower Realms and Lingyi Higher Realms also left.

As for the agile middle and lower realms, there was no one left, because they could not beat Tong Jin. Moreover, if Yunmeng became fierce and used the whole country to deal with these low-level cultivators with no background, it would be quite terrible.

In the end, the nine people remained alive and refused to leave. Today they came to the banquet of the princess Liu Ruofei, the governor.

But today's dinner revealed a strange atmosphere.

First of all, when the Immortal Master arrived, his master Liu Ruofei not only did not welcome him, but also delayed showing up.

Secondly, there was no servant in the hall serving him, and there was only a cup of tea and a plate of melon seeds on the table.

This is not a state banquet for the immortal masters, and beggars are more generous than treating guests.

There are two rows of seats in the hall, and there is no seating.

But the monks knew their own cultivation. The seat on the left of the main seat, which was the most noble, was occupied by a consecrated immortal master without any hesitation. The remaining six consecrated lower level monks faced each other three, and did not dare to rank alongside the middle level immortal master, and they vacated the first seat on the right hand of the throne. The two spiritual upper level masters were very conscious and sat nearest to the gate.

The qi cultivation skills of the immortal master of the Kaiguang Realm are indeed extraordinary, and he doesn't care when he is neglected. He looks at his nose and his nose, and sits upright one by one.

Xiong Ben is a man who is in the world. He has long lost the idea of ​​cultivating immortals and is restless. Seeing that Liu Ruofei couldn't wait on the left and right, he was sitting by the door again, so he walked out to take a look.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, but when you look, you find something strange.

Not only were there no servants in the hall, but even those on duty outside ran clean and smoothly.

Xiong Ben is an individual practitioner and cannot use his spiritual sense to sense the surrounding environment like a psychic master. However, in the sky and the sun are blue, his eyes are not blind and his ears are not deaf.

As I came in, I saw groups of minor officials from the Imperial Heaven Supervisory Office running around.

At this moment, the huge natural residence was silent, and there was not even a ghost.

Isn’t it a strange thing!
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