Chapter 162

The Lord of Leiyang City

"Hey, Huaiwei, how are you doing in Qingyang City?"

Ye Feichen approached Dongfang Huaiwei and asked mysteriously.

Dongfang Huaiwei rolled his eyes at him and asked the question even though he knew the answer!

She was almost squeezed into a meat patty!

But she was stubborn and snorted, "Qingyang City, that place is very good, it is worthy of being the hometown of Qingyan and my benefactor!

The place is blessed with talented people and beautiful scenery. Everyone in the city is a gifted genius. Even the owner of the restaurant is a man of great eloquence. I can’t tell you how comfortable this trip was for me! ”

"Oh! That's right!" Dongfang Huaiwei added: "I also met my benefactor and talked to her! She is a direct disciple of the Purple Cloud Sect!"

Ye Feichen looked at her in disbelief and asked, "Did your benefactor respond to you?"

"certainly!"

Dongfang Huaiwei said confidently.

She didn't lie, Yan Qingwan did respond to her, she gave her a 'nod of love'!

Was that just a simple nod?

No! That’s for sure! That's recognition! The other party heard everything she said!

Ye Feichen stopped talking. After so many years of cooperation, he had some understanding of Dongfang Huaiwei's character.

The three of them strode towards the edge of the valley.

Yuan Yizi observed this restriction carefully. He was originally a formation master and was more enthusiastic than anyone else about studying these restrictions.

There was a gleam in his eyes, and he was so engrossed in the show that he even subconsciously ignored the greetings from his two teammates beside him.

“Wonderful, so wonderful.”

Yuan Yizi sat cross-legged on the edge of the restriction. A wooden stick appeared in his hand and he wrote and drew on the ground.

Ye Feichen and Dongfang Huaiwei looked at each other and closed their mouths quietly.

Brother Yuan, whether we can get out depends on you!

......

Endless Mountains.

Yan Qingyan and Ling Mochen walked side by side, groping their way through this land filled with thick and foul air.

The sky here is obscured by turbid air, and the sunlight cannot shine in. The spiritual power protection shield held up by the two people to resist the turbid air has become a very conspicuous color here.

Wherever there is foul air, there will surely be foul beasts.

Bang!

Yan Qingyan waved the Ten Thousand Vine Spirit Whip and fiercely knocked away a level three turbid beast, with an unhappy expression on her face.

She whipped the whip again, took out the beast core of the third-level turbid beast, and said depressedly: "Mo Chen, the level of the turbid beasts in this place is getting higher and higher!"

call--

Ling Mochen sent out a flaming snake with one hand, and replied: "I'm afraid it won't be long before we encounter a level 4 turbid beast again."

"That would be even more troublesome!"

Yan Qingyan looked unhappy and suddenly remembered the group of Nascent Souls that chased them before entering the Endless Mountains.

She gnashed her teeth and said, "When I advance to the Spiritual Transformation stage, I will definitely go to your dojo and get my revenge one by one!"

Ling Mochen also thought of the scene before they entered the Endless Mountains, and sighed softly: "Leaving in such a hurry, and not even saying goodbye to my old friend, I feel a little regretful."

He also wanted to go back to Yujiang Village to see how the courtyard where he and Qingyan met was doing. He also wanted to go back to Qingyang City. The situation there still made him a little worried. The Xiaoyao Mercenary Group that had helped them in times of crisis was nowhere to be found. Ye Feichen had said that he wanted to exchange the Wood Spirit Crystal Marrow and the Fire Spirit Crystal Marrow for the Nine Revolutions Nurturing Spirit Pill, so this matter could be put on hold...

Especially the last thing, which made Liuhuo talk about it for a long time along the way.

Yan Qingyan muttered with a sour face: "I remember that I still have a heavenly oath to fulfill. Is Ling Yaozu still alive? Humph! The life span of the foundation-building stage is 300 years. Wait for me to deal with him!"

Ling Mochen looked at her gently. He didn't expect that the incident in Wanjiang City would make Qingyan so angry. Was it because of him?

"Don't worry, we will go back." Ling Mochen chuckled.

Yan Qingyan nodded, and then turned her gaze to the gray sky in the distance, and sighed: "I still have a lot of things I want to do! For example, the longevity grass that I have always dreamed of..."

"Longevity grass?"

When Ling Mochen heard these three words, he suddenly thought of a tall and imposing figure.

The Lord of Leiyang City.

Yan Qingyan nodded and said, "Yes, if he can come up with the longevity pill, doesn't that mean he also has information about the longevity grass? The longevity grass is also a good thing, and its value is not much less than the spirit cleansing grass!"

Speaking of 'longevity grass', Yan Qingyan's eyes sparkled, almost as if two big stars appeared.

Her spiritual spring space has such a large spiritual field, so she should plant more different rare spiritual plants.

As a spiritual plant master, the more types of spiritual plants there are in the spiritual field, the more precious and beautiful they are, the happier she is.

Although she and Ling Mochen are still young and far from needing to extend their lifespan, there is no harm in preparing early.

She must have longevity grass in her space, she is so greedy!

......

Xuan Gan Continent, Leiyang City.

"yawn!"

In the City Lord's Mansion, Lei Yang, who was sitting on the City Lord's high seat, sneezed violently.

"Who is talking about this city lord?"

Lei Yang sensed it carefully, but had no idea at all.

He frowned and thought, "Could it be that you are here for the city lord's longevity grass? There is only one left, and I can't just give it away."

At this time, he didn't know that his only magical herb that could prolong his life had been coveted by someone.

At this moment, Lei Yang suddenly thought of Ling Mochen for some reason. He had always wanted to find an apprentice to continue his alchemy skills, but unfortunately that person had never participated in the Lei Yang City Alchemist Festival.

I'm afraid there will be no chance in the future.

"Ah~ I didn't expect that such a person would appear in Xuan Gan Continent."

Lei Yang recalled the first time he met Ling Mochen. At that time, he was just a young man in the Foundation Establishment Stage, a rookie who had just started out and was not very impressive. If the owner of the alchemy room had not told him about the information on his use of the huge amount of earth fire, he would not have had a conversation with this influential figure who was now stirring up the entire Xuan Gan Continent.

After just a few years of not seeing each other, the candidates for disciples that he once chose have all become Nascent Souls, but he is still at the Golden Core stage.

Really...

Lei Yang thought of the glorious years of his youth, and then looked at his current state of complacency and decadence, which made him feel unhappy.

The current Leiyang City is the same as before, except for the Mei family whose entire clan has moved away.

At this time, Lei Yang's communication jade talisman received the message.

"City Lord, the Mei family wants to return to Leiyang City."

"reject!"

Lei Yang replied without hesitation.

"Humph! Ling Mochen and his Taoist partner advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, and the Mei family moved away. Now the two of them have entered the Endless Mountains. The Mei family has returned at this time. Do they think from the bottom of their hearts that the two of them will never come back?"

Lei Yang said disdainfully: "Ridiculous! How could a person with great luck fall in a small Endless Mountain Range? The Mei family underestimated them!"

In the past, what he hated the most was the talk of luck. He looked down on those cultivators who calculated the mysteries of heaven and practiced this art, such as Yan Wan, the "Heavenly Calculator" of Qianji Pavilion.

Now, after witnessing the speed of Ling Mochen and Yan Qingyan's cultivation...

Lei Yang deeply believes that luck is a good thing!