Eternal gate

"Xiyue from Yuxin Peak, Qingyao from Luoxia Peak, and Lin Xie from Tianji Peak." The old Taoist Xuanshan took a sip of wine, squeaked, and then added, "You... are the fourth one." ."

Zhao Yun was silent and couldn't help but glanced at the other side. He seemed to be able to see Youlan's back through the rows of bookshelves. Xiyue in the mouth of Xuanshan Old Taoist was Youlan's pseudonym in Tianzong. How could he ask about his mother? Lin Xie and Qing Yao were also asking, was it because of their previous friendship?

"Fu Rong is not an ordinary person, it's better not to inquire about her." Xuan Shan said in a leisurely manner.

"Then, where is she being held?" Zhao Yun asked intentionally or unintentionally while flipping through the ancient book. He seemed not to care, but in fact he was very concerned, but he was afraid that the old man would see the clues.

"The devil knows." Old Taoist Xuanshan shrugged, turned and walked away.

Zhao Yun was silent again and confused again.

What secrets his mother was involved in, and even the place where she was imprisoned was a top secret. Elders at the top of Ksitigarbha, such as Chen Xuan and Xuanshan Tao, had no idea at all.

But when you think about it, it’s not surprising.

Ziyihou is the commander-in-chief of the Imperial Shadow Guard and only obeys the emperor's orders. If he wants to hide this matter, even the headmaster of Tianzong has no right to ask. Even if he asks the headmaster Yang Xuanzong at this moment, the other party will probably not know.

"Where exactly is it?" Zhao Yun murmured.

After a long time, he collected his thoughts. No matter how much he asked, it was useless. Even if he knew where his mother was being held, he couldn't get in. He was afraid that he would not be able to see his mother because she had been killed hundreds of times.

Therefore, in a world where strength is respected, one has to speak with fists.

Thinking of this, he put down the ancient book and left silently.

Improving strength is the most important thing.

Not even in Xuanyang realm, how to save mother, how to avenge blood.

He is too weak to shake the giant.

After leaving the Sutra Pavilion, he went straight to the time-honored restaurant.

After walking far away, I saw a beautiful figure coming towards me.

Nai Liu Ruyue came from a time-honored store. Looking at this direction, she should be going to the Sutra Pavilion.

"You and I, have we met somewhere?"

"Never seen it before."

With a simple dialogue, the two passed by each other.

She asked indifferently, and he responded calmly.

In the past, whether they were ignorant of worldly affairs or extremely angry, the cause and effect between the two of them had been understood as early as in the Phantom Mist Forest. Saving her life was to repay the kindness of others.

That's right, he regarded stealing and exchanging favors as a favor. If Liu Ruyue hadn't pushed Liu Ruxin into the sedan chair, there wouldn't have been the blessing of the ninth life to awaken the moon god, and he wouldn't be where he is today.

Zhao Yun drifted away.

Liu Ruyue looked back for a moment, her pretty eyebrows slightly furrowed. She was a proud girl of heaven. She was used to being aloof and could not bear the indifference of others the most. The little martial artist who came through the back door had defeated three Xuanyang realms, and it seemed that she was not alone. Knowing that the sky is high and the sky is high, I seem to think that the world is invincible.

But in her opinion, one palm is enough to deal with that person named Ji Hen.

When she closed her eyes, she entered the Sutra Pavilion like a wisp of wind.

"Girl, your master is okay." Seeing Liu Ruyue, the old Taoist Xuanshan smiled.

"Everything is fine, thank you, Master, for thinking about me." Liu Ruyue smiled and walked in gently.

"I should be able to make it into the top ten, maybe even into the top five." Looking at Liu Ruyue's back, the old Taoist Xuanshan stroked his beard. He was quite optimistic about the body of the heavenly spirit. In terms of background, these new disciples who joined the sect, The body of the Heavenly Spirit is still among the best. Naturally, it cannot be compared with Chu Wushuang. People with the surname Chu are all monsters, such as the handsome lady Chi Yan, and the ancestors of the Chu family.

Seeing Liu Ruyue coming in, Youlan turned her head for a moment.

In the depths of her beautiful eyes, there was a hint of murderous intent.

Assassinating the body of Heavenly Spirit was also one of her tasks when she entered Tianzong.

Now it seems that this task seems a bit daunting.

In a head-to-head fight, she really couldn't beat Liu Ruyue.

"coming?"

"coming."

"Come here."

Zhao Yun has joined a time-honored brand. After saying hello, he was dragged over by Mr. Chen Xuan.

The old man blew his beard and stared, his face darkened.

Yesterday I was studying the Spring Palace Pictures and was beaten half to death by Yun Yan. I had to find someone to vent my anger on.

"As if no one has been beaten."

Zhao Yun touched his face, it still hurt when he thought about it.

All in all, it was even worse than Mr. Chen Xuan, who hung it on a tree for a day and a night.

"Where's the goods?" Mr. Chen Xuan stroked his beard.

"Where's the money?" Zhao Yun answered casually.

The old man and the young man spoke with knowledge, and they were obviously buying and selling sex pictures, but it was as if they were dealing with gangsters. The disciples who were passing by heard this and scratched their heads, "What the hell?" New Year's goods?

"They're all here." Zhao Yun held out a bunch of scrolls. The ones he studied yesterday were confiscated by Yun Yan. He still had some collections, so it was a shame he didn't take them all out, otherwise he would have suffered a big loss.

"Children can be taught." Old Chen Xuan casually stuffed a stack of banknotes and collected a bunch of scrolls and a set of movements. He was speechless and speechless. Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.

Zhao Yun had already walked in and was picking through the shelves.

"You can make a lot of money by fighting on the martial arts stage!"

Old Chen Xuan followed Zhao Yun with a wine bottle just like yesterday.

You have to keep an eye on Zhao Yun, this guy has the potential to be a thief.

"A little fight."

Zhao Yun took a spiritual bead, looked at it again and again, and said something quite casually. Hearing this, Mr. Chen Xuan squinted, "Six hundred thousand taels of silver, you are making this whole little fuss."

"Old man, there is Wu Sha Tie."

Zhao Yun asked, "I came here for the Wusha Iron, which is the main material for casting strong crossbows and crossbow chariots. They need to be made in large quantities, so the materials must be prepared."

"We have everything." Old Chen Xuan yawned, "One thousand taels and one catty."

"It's so cheap."

"If it's over a hundred catties, I'll count you eight hundred taels."

"Okay!" Zhao Yun simply stuffed the three hundred thousand taels over.

"It's different if you have money." Old Chen Xuan grinned and clucked his tongue, muttering to himself, this kid, why do you buy so many weird things? Yesterday it was a flying needle, which cost several hundred kilograms, and today it's a piece of black sand iron. It cost 300,000 yuan to buy. This item seems to have nothing to do with martial arts!

"Wait."

Chen Xuan, who was light on his legs, turned around and went in. It was another big deal.

Zhao Yun was not idle. He was still picking and choosing from the shelves. As he picked, he stuffed the Lord of the Rings with him, specializing in the inconspicuous and not cheap ones. According to him, if he buys you so many things, I have to give you some gifts, no need to bother you, I can just pick them myself.

If the moon god is awake, he will be very happy.

Besides, my disciple has no potential to be a thief. He is self-taught.

Chen Xuan is getting old just as quickly as he is coming. The three hundred thousand Wusha Iron has been put into a disposable storage talisman. According to him, this storage talisman is a gift from me. .

Zhao Yun glanced at it and stuffed it into his arms, "You have a secret book."

"Swordsmanship, palm skills, boxing... everything is available." Old Chen Xuan said, looking left and right on the shelves to see if there was anything missing. Why were those bottles of pills gone? ?

"If you don't want these, do you have any secrets about clairvoyance?" Zhao Yun asked.

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There are still chapters to come, so it’ll be a little later.