One Curtain Wind Moon Nine Heavens

Chapter 430
In the early morning, the candles in an upper room on the fifth floor of the inn were extinguished, and the window lattices were propped up.The cool moonlight came in through the window and sprinkled the ground lightly.Once you get used to the brightness, you can see the people and things inside clearly.

Couples who travel with children tend to only have one room unless the child is an adult.

The Bei family was no exception, and their three children slept side by side on the wide couch.Parents lay a straw mat in front of the couch and sit quietly, closing their eyes and resting their minds.

It can be seen that the couple love their children very much, and they feel sorry for the parents of the world!
But, it's time to try.

A ray of breath beyond the Mahayana period rushed into the room, and the couple did not respond, still sitting with their eyes closed; the second time, the breath of the distraction period circled around the room, still no response; As soon as the breath reaches the window—

"Where is the expert visiting?" The man in the room opened his eyes sharply, locked the window sharply, and said in a deep voice, "Why don't you show up and see?"

At almost the same moment, the woman in the room also opened her eyes, sitting on the edge of the couch, protecting the children and vigilant about her surroundings.

And the breath of the Nascent Soul dissipated immediately without entering the room.

Those who can detect the breath of the Nascent Soul must be above the Nascent Soul.And the cultivation base of the couple in front of them is about the mid-Yuanying stage, and under the out-of-body stage, no wonder the foundation building and Jindan martial guards in the city can't see it.

It is not easy for casual cultivators to reach this level. If friends are not enemies, they can recruit them into the city for their own use.

"Father, what's the matter?" The playful second sister seemed to be awakened, and asked with a little panic as she propped up her half body.

"It's just a little thief, it's nothing, go to sleep." Mrs. Yuehua comforted her.

After fulfilling the responsibility of a gentle mother, she stood up and re-laid the barrier with her husband no matter whether the children were awake or what they were doing.

She is just a puppet, she can act, but it is really difficult to use emotion.

"The cultivation base of the visitor seems to be above the Mahayana period." Qing He got up and said.

"The Lord of Zhongtian City is an ancestor who crossed the catastrophe." Xiao Yuanzhao, who was lying in the middle, also opened his eyes, his eyes were cold, "The officials in the city are all monks above the Nascent Soul Stage, with masters like clouds, no wonder the city defenses are solid and indestructible. "

Hey, there are comings and goings, she just went to spy on someone, and then stared at him all the way back to the inn.

"Zhongtian City is so close to Xianyun Sect, why don't they join the sect to practice?" Hong Ye was puzzled, "The new cultivation method is released, but it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

"They're all gone, who will guard Zhongtian City?" Qinghe said rationally, "Three years of closing the sect is enough for the people in the city to die a few times."

It is also enough for evil cultivators to destroy the city, or to plant their own eyeliner.

"Your Highness... Uh," as soon as the words came out, Hongye knew she had made a mistake, shook her head, and reorganized her words, "Sister, why did the city lord and the patriarch willingly condescend to be a subordinate of the Xianyun sect? ..."

"The old city lord is at the early stage of crossing the catastrophe, and the two real kings in the sect are young, and they are in the late Mahayana period. In a real fight, the old city lord may not be able to win one of them." Yuan Zhao said, "One side is declining and the other side is rising like the sun. Unwilling?"

According to her hasty glance, the old city lord is already strong on the outside and capable on the inside, and the purple mansion between his eyebrows is showing signs of decay.

Zifu is Yuanshen, he is already in his dying years, and he is supported by only one breath.

Of course, his breath is different from that of ordinary people. If there is no accident, at least he can last for decades.He probably noticed it himself, and thought that the change in Zongli was just a practice, and it was not up to his children and grandchildren to understand it.

When the children and grandchildren go in, at most, they can get a glimpse of the rich aura of the sect, which is beneficial to practice.It would be the best if you can get the guidance and favor of the real king, mainly to get acquainted with the rumored master.

Whether the older generation is willing to face it or not, this world belongs to the young after all.

Therefore, I gave up the opportunity of entering the sect to practice to my children and grandchildren, and I stood firm for Zhongtian City for the younger generation.

"It is said that there are no fathers and sons on the battlefield," Hongye tilted her head slightly, and said with emotion, "the aura in this world is thin, and it is rare for a father to be willing to give up the opportunity to his children and grandchildren."

"Things of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups." Yuan Zhao pursed his lips slightly, and smiled slightly, "Just like the Xianyun sect, didn't they also generously give the opportunity to outsiders to practice?"

For other sects, most likely they would rather let the exercises disappear than allow outsiders to spy on the practice.I am afraid that the cultivation of outsiders will advance by leaps and bounds, surpassing the disciples of the sect, and even surpassing themselves.

Of course, whether this is biased or not has to be witnessed by her when she goes down the mountain.

"Then what is the third sister's plan?" Qinghe looked at the trumpet Yuanzhao, without any sense of disobedience, "I will leave tomorrow after I have settled the road guide, or should I stay for a few more days?"

From the little princess, princess to God of War, she watched the other party grow up step by step, and she was not surprised by his appearance when he was a child.Unlike Hongye, every time she sees the little Highness, she wants to reach out and pinch that little cheek to amuse the children.

"Let's stay for a few more days." Xiao Yuanzhao, who had baby fat, was serious, and said in a milky voice, "Wait for me to visit the whole city and imprint Zhaohua's mark before leaving."

The seal of Zhaohua is her ray of divine power, which can also be called a ray of sunlight, which was obtained from Taikoo.

The old city lord is getting old, not to mention crossing the robbery, a sneak attack and commotion is enough to destroy him.In the spring and autumn, the peace is short, and the attack is long, she has to worry about it.

In the city, in the corner of the city lord's mansion, brand her Zhaohua seal.

If there is any abnormal movement, the entire Zhongtian City will be bathed in the pure and bright sunlight, so that the evil forces will have nowhere to hide...

Early the next morning, at Chen's hour, Bei Jing went out and took the road guide to the government to get someone to stamp it.

Mrs. Yuehua was in a good mood, and she was not affected by what happened last night. She cleaned up the children early in the morning and went out together.The previous cart was used by the couple to pretend to be pitiful and sympathetic in front of the elder.

Now there is no need for it. Before going out, Bei Jing told the waiter in the shop to change his wife and children to a more comfortable one.

No, when Mrs. Yuehua came to the door with the children, a well-shielded but ventilated, sturdy carriage had been waiting for a long time.

The people who watched secretly were dumbfounded.

There is no groom, but the horses are very obedient, they walk when they let them go, and they stop when they let them.Seeing this, the follower secretly clicked his tongue, shrank his head, and left quietly before the hidden couple noticed him.

Some spirit stones can be earned, while others cannot.Lest you have the good fortune to earn, but not the good fortune to spend.

Of course, those who left quietly were either casual cultivators or unpopular sect disciples, so life was the most important thing.But the disciples of the Great Sect were different, they sent back the information of the couple who had been different overnight, and continued to follow them.

This couple is a talent worth recruiting, but they are not the ones to be followed. The Xianyun Sect and the City Lord's Mansion are the targets of everyone's attention.

There are also the three girls in the rumors, who have been missing, and they may have run away long ago.

Hey, in this scorching midsummer, let these monks pretend to be vegetable sellers and food stalls... Just sighing to themselves, that Mrs. Yuehua and the children came over.

"Sister, do you want to eat this? This is called wonton..." The second girl pointed to the gnocchi in the clear soup.

According to Qinghe, His Highness was assassinated in Nanzhou City when he was a child, and the assassin pretended to be the owner of a food stall.Unexpectedly, this trick can still be encountered in the world of cultivating immortals. It's been a long time.

By the way, does she want to put some poison in it?
"You can just eat it yourself, why do you want to coax the third sister to eat it?" The elder sister looked annoyed, and hugged the younger sister away, "The third sister should not listen to the second sister, this thing is very dirty, eating it will hurt your stomach." pain……"

"Hey, how do you talk, little sister?" The stall owner refused.

Although he is pretending, he also has a professional ethics!Is there a certificate, okay?Don't talk nonsense!

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Tongyan Wuji! The shopkeeper, don't be angry." Mrs. Yuehua stuffed the children's heads back into the car with a headache. Food stalls.

From a distance, I could still hear the stall owner swearing and spitting.

The summer is scorching, people are impetuous, and passers-by are commonplace.Seeing that there was nothing exciting to watch, he continued to lower his head and do his own business.

Even in the world of cultivating immortals, the smell of fireworks among the people is similar, and it is not uncommon.Lifting up the car curtain, Xiao Yuanzhao lay down by the window and quietly admired the street scene.He thought to himself, no wonder Patriarch Nan Yu didn't want to ascend with the old master.

Probably because I am afraid of the palace in the sky, is it the same scene?Ugh.

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