Infinity Throne

Yecheng Wanxiang Tower is obviously a level higher than Wanxiang Tower in Shengping County.

The decor is even more luxurious.

There were four girls soliciting customers in front of the door.

The door is spacious and there is an endless stream of drunken guests.

Yi Lin kept her head silent and rushed in.

The front girl looked at Yi Lin and wanted to come up to him and ask about his origins, but she didn't expect Yi Lin to move so quickly and skillfully, and collapsed in one step.

They didn't stop.

"So impatient?"

The girls at the front were all stunned, but since they didn't stop him, they didn't stop him either. After all, Wanxiang Building is a place where people open their doors for business, and there is no benefit in offending the guests.

Entering the brothel, singing and dancing, a sense of luxury hits your face.

Yi Lin looked around and quickly recognized the shopkeeper of Wanxianglou.

Speaking of which, the shopkeepers of Wanxiang Tower are not difficult to identify. The most charming woman who looks the most like a veteran of Huazong is her.

"Look at this treasure of mine."

Yi Lin approached the woman, opened her clothes, and secretly revealed a corner of the agarwood order.

The shopkeeper of Wanxiang Tower in Yecheng, named Dan Niang, was originally dealing with customers. She was startled by the childish voice of a young man coming from behind her, but then when she caught a glimpse of the "baby" exposed in the young man's clothes, she was even more shocked. His face changed.

"Agarwood order?"

Without saying a word, the damsel brought the ordinary young man to the secret compartment.

With the Agarwood Order, Yi Lin didn't need to take any detours this time, and could directly express his intention.

Madam Dan looked Yi Lin up and down, and finally her face turned slightly red, and she said tentatively: "I forgive Madam Madam for being bold, but dare I ask if the Immortal is...Senior Lin Yi of Tianjian Sect?"

Now Yi Lin was extremely puzzled: "You are so well-informed?"

When the satin lady heard Yi Lin's acquiescence, her face turned even redder, her beautiful eyes looking forward to the waves, so alluring that they seemed to be able to drip water. Niang Niang covered her mouth with a smile and answered the question inappropriately: "Senior Lin is... quite famous in the industry."

What Yilin didn't know was that Xiu Niang deliberately broadcast the news about Yilin's "Ninth Prince" in order to distance herself from the "eldest princess's news".

The implication is that the reason why Xiu Niang gave the agarwood order was not because of anything else, but because this young man was too strong and she couldn't resist or grasp it.

This news was so outrageous that in just ten days, it spread among the circles of Wanxiang Tower.

Everyone knows one thing.

A strange young man came out of Tianjianmen.

It seems ordinary, but it can be generous. The key is to be able to "nine times".

Tianjian Sect has always been aloof and isolated, and has almost no contact with Qingluan Tree. After all, the two Xuanmen are not on the same level. But Lin Yi's appearance set the girls on fire.

This is the thigh of Tianjianmen!

"I guess the embroiderer said something."

Yi Lin nodded and without asking too much, he took out a large handful of heavy silver from his bag and scattered it on the table like trash.

When the satin lady saw so much silver, her eyes immediately straightened, and she looked directly at the young man in front of her. She instantly became hundreds of times more handsome. So the satin lady crossed her legs, looked respectful but a little shy, and asked the young man's purpose.

…

Half an hour later.

Yi Lin hurriedly walked out of Wanxiang Tower.

At the agreed time and place, Yi Lin met Jian Nanchun again.

When they met, Zen Master Ku Ye was still holding on to Wang Xiaohu, and was persuading people to worship the Buddha.

When Jian Nanchun saw Yi Lin, he said with a straight face and solemn eyes: "Let's go, I found out about the junior sister. She probably passed by Yecheng yesterday. We are not far from the junior sister and the others."

Yi Lin spoke leisurely, and the information she gave was several times more detailed than what Jian Nanchun had learned: "Fifty miles away, Malou Mountain."

Jian Nanchun was stunned: "How did you know?"

Yi Lin proudly waved the agarwood order in front of Jian Nanchun: "Senior brother, don't forget your junior brother's specialties."

Along the way, every time Yi Lin deliberately called Senior Brother Jian Nanchun, Jian Nanchun deliberately did not answer. But this time, in his anxiety, Jian Nanchun didn't bother to deny the relationship between "senior fellow apprentice". Now that Yi Lin had found out the information, he quickly took a few people and hurried out of the city.

They were in the bustling city at the moment, and when Yi Lin said "senior brother", Jian Nanchun did not deny it, and it confirmed the relationship between the two as senior brothers.

In the market alleys, countless seemingly inconspicuous people quietly took this scene as news and spread it, and it soon spread back to Wanxiang Tower.

Now, Yi Lin's identity was confirmed in the circle, and no one doubted it anymore.

…

As soon as they left Yecheng, Zen Master Jian Nanchun and Kuye sacrificed their magic weapons at the same time and jumped into the air.

Wang Xiaohu originally wanted to touch Jian Nanchun's flying sword, but Yi Lin pushed him into Zen Master Kuye's arms.

Wang Xiaohu looked at Yi Lin blankly, as if he was about to cry tears of blood.

The two monks took two young boys who had just left the world and headed west.

Malou Mountain is located to the west of Yecheng. It is said that monsters are everywhere at night, so there are rumors that monsters are entrenched there, and ordinary people dare not approach it easily.

It was only fifty miles away, and for the two monks, it was within the blink of an eye.

In less than half an hour, the four of them flew all the way to the sky above Malou Mountain.

It turns out that not only at night, but also during the day, the place is shrouded in mist.

When approaching the sky above Malou Mountain, the expressions of Jian Nanchun and Zen Master Ku Ye changed at the same time, and they landed on the outskirts of Malou Mountain.

"A demonic spirit?"

Yi Lin noticed the strange movements between the two of them and couldn't help but ask.

What he actually wanted to say was, it doesn't look like it!

Although Yi Lin is not very familiar with Xuanmen cultivation, the atmosphere around Malou Mountain is very different from Qingniu Mountain.

The entire Qingniu Mountain is filled with the demonic smell wafting from the tigress Bai Chuchu, but there is no such smell in Malou Mountain.

"No," Jian Nanchun and Zen Master Ku Ye looked at each other and shook their heads: "Someone is setting up a trap here."

"Amitabha," Zen Master Kuye clasped his hands together and made a Buddha's name: "Someone has set up a confusion formation here. In my humble opinion, it looks like a magic method."

"Mo Luo Temple? This is impossible." Jian Nanchun actually felt that it was like a magic method, but he turned pale, shook his head, and said expressionlessly: "Thousands of years ago, there were three gates of Buddhism, Taoism, and Demons, Yan Fuzhou, and Mo Luo. The palace and the Tianjian Sect have already made a contract, never to get involved in the secular world, and not to interfere in worldly disputes, otherwise the other two sects will surround and kill them. For thousands of years, the disciples of the upper three sects have followed this thousand-year agreement, and from then on No violation. How could Moluo Palace take the risk of offending our Heavenly Sword Sect and Yan Fuzhou and cause chaos in the world?"

The upper three gates represent the three top powers of Buddhism, Taoism and Demonism, namely Yan Fuzhou, Tianjian Sect and Moluo Palace.

Regardless of whether they are human monks or monsters, no one in this circle knows these three names.

Even though the Yusan family has rarely stepped out of the world over the past thousand years, they still left behind sporadic legends.

Jian Nanchun knows the rules of the industry.

He knew that the three gates had signed a thousand-year agreement.

This agreement ended the thousand-year battle.

In the past thousand years, it cannot be said that the world is peaceful, but the three upper sects have been far away from the world and developed secretly.

When Zen Master Ku Ye mentioned the Demon Sect, Jian Nanchun instantly remembered this long-lost name.

He is still relatively inexperienced, and he has only occasionally heard a few words about the various things in Moluo Palace from the elders in the sect.

But even those few words were enough to make Jian Nanchun think about the horror of Mo Luo Temple.

Putting aside their strength, the people in Moluo Palace are demons through and through.

They act in a ruthless manner, act recklessly and without restraint, and their disagreements can lead to rivers of blood.

Zen Master Ku Ye added: "Since the Millennium Agreement, Mo Luo Temple has been hiding from the world. The remaining forces in the Demon Sect have been forced to withdraw from the Central Plains, and most of them have hid in the Shiwan Mountains in the southwest, or in the boundless desert in the far west. . Or, across the vast sea, to the Nanfang continent. It stands to reason that in the Daqian Dynasty, the magic sect has declined, so their whereabouts are rarely seen. "

While listening to the conversation between the two, Yi Lin gradually completed the situation of the world in her mind.

At this time, Yi Lin saw Zen Master Kuye and Jian Nanchun saying something to each other, and the underlying meaning of their words seemed to be "this is unscientific", so Yi Lin couldn't help laughing and added: "The world is prosperous, everyone is prosperous." Go for the benefit. As long as the benefits are sufficient, nothing is impossible. Look at my senior brother, hasn’t the high-altitude Tianjian Sect also appeared in the earthly world?"