Duanmai City, along the Huai River in the center of the city, take a boat across the prosperous city on earth, break through the dark and heavy poisonous fog, and you will see a different scene.
The water here appears slightly red, and lotus lanterns made of paper are floating on the endless river.
Pei Jing was bored, so he picked up a lotus lantern and found that the material of the paper was a bit strange, the fire was very small, and the lamp oil had an unpleasant smell.
He held it high and didn't look at it for long.
Ji Wuduan said, "Don't look at it. The paper is dead skin, and the oil is corpse oil."
Pei Jing put down the lotus lantern, raised a smile at the corner of his lips, and said: "It's quite interesting."
The night was hazy. In the distance, there were three exquisite and magnificent high-rise buildings standing in the middle of the water, with human figures dotted on them.
The wind is mixed with the enchanting scent of agarwood, accompanied by the pleasant sounds of zither, flute and stringed instruments, making people slightly drunk.
There are many boats like theirs on this Red River.
There were dense crowds of people, including aristocratic families with beauties on both sides, down-and-out immortals sailing alone, and strange people hiding themselves in darkness.
Yu Qinglian had investigated this place for a long time and had a relatively good understanding of it. She sat on the edge of the boat with her feet in the river.
She took out the hairpin from her hair and fiddled with the lotus lanterns, saying, "This was built by the Lord of Broken Veins City four hundred years ago. It has everything in the auction, and it transfers all kinds of elixirs, magical instruments, and even cauldrons of unknown origin. It took me some effort to find out about this place. Tianyan City is showing signs of closing down, and the only entry order I know about is here."
Every time her hairpin touched a lamp, black gas visible to the naked eye would come out, and her resentment would dissipate in the fragrant breeze.
Yu Qinglian frowned: "Even if it is to peel off the skin and extract the oil from the dead, it is cruel. What kind of a hell of a place is this? The resentment has been accumulated for a long time, aren't you afraid of backlash?"
Chi Tong was drowsy on Feng Jin's shoulder. The incense seemed to be tinged with alcohol, making his eyelids heavier and heavier.
Feng Jin glanced around and said boredly, "If we keep it, something bad will happen sooner or later. It's better to destroy it tonight."
Although Ji Wuduan admired the beauty of death, these resentful lotus lanterns were dregs in his eyes. He looked around with disdain and said indifferently, "I'm fine."
What Pei Jing wanted to say was: "What about my entry permit?"
Yu Qinglian put the hairpin back into her hair. "Those who want to enter Tianyan City are all villains who have committed serious crimes and are being hunted by the world. The last thing these people lack is money. So I guess the entry order should be the last thing to appear."
Wusheng said: "It seems that we have no choice but to wait."
Pei Jing listened to her. They were all Nascent Soul cultivators, and it was no problem for them to flatten a city together, let alone a small auction.
Suddenly there was a sound of nails scraping against the wall of the boat.
Pei Jing looked down and saw a green-faced water ghost with a swollen face and swollen features emerging from the water. With hands covered with leeches, he clung to the boat with disheveled hair and a look of extreme resentment.
Pei Jing stared at her for a while.
Then he reached out and patted Ji Wuduan's shoulder: "Come here, let me show you a beauty."
Ji Wuduan believed him and leaned over: "Where is it?"
"Look down."
The young master of the ghost realm and the female ghost looked at each other.
Half a moment later.
“Get lost!”
Bang! Water splashes everywhere!
Before the female ghost could react, she was hit hard and sank into the water, dying.
Ji Wuduan suddenly stood up and attacked Pei Jing with gritted teeth.
The other three had expected this and couldn't help laughing out loud.
Pei Jing leaned back and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I forgot you were afraid of ghosts."
Ji Wuduan: “Ha!”
The blue will-o'-the-wisp and the gray-white bone moths are coming with great force.
Next to Pei Jing is Feng Jin.
Feng Jin was watching them fight with great interest when he suddenly felt his shoulders feel empty.
He reached out and grabbed Chi Tong, who was about to fall asleep, and put her in front of him.
Pei Jing said: "Can you not be so angry? Learn from me. You hit me and I didn't fight back."
Feng Jin turned around, almost exploding with anger: "Pei Yuzhi!"
Chitong woke up suddenly, and saw fire and moths all around her. She screamed in fear and tried to fly away by flapping her wings.
The phoenix clan mythical beast is not to be trifled with. The wind created by its wings blew those light ghost fire white moths towards Yu Qinglian.
Yu Qinglian was facing the red water, fixing her hair with flowers, and looking at her reflection. Suddenly, a strong wind blew past, and her eyes were dazzled, and her face was covered with white dirt.
The dazed moth got the powder on her eyelashes.
“… … .”
Veins appeared on the Fusang Fairy's forehead.
The pool water surged up and formed into the shape of a long whip in her hand.
Without even looking back, he swung it back and chopped it, and in an instant, the boat's sail was torn into pieces.
Wusheng held his forehead with his hand, trying not to make too much noise. He used his fingers to form a golden Buddhist script as a barrier to protect the fragile and pitiful ship.
The blood-red whip scattered raindrops in the air.
The water, which had dyed the river red after countless deaths, poured down on everyone's head. The stench was overwhelming.
Pei Jing had a look of disgust on his face and covered his head with his red pupils.
“Chirp, chirp!”
The divine beast, who had been frightened by the ghostly fire, was now drenched in the face by the river water.
Chi Tong was so angry that his voice was distorted - he just wanted to take a nap - why was it so difficult!
Feng Jin was so angry that his teeth itched. He snatched Chi Tong from Pei Jing and said angrily: "Are you looking for death?"
In an instant, a fierce battle broke out here.
If someone noticed, they would probably be scared out of their wits.
Pei Jing tried to hold back his laughter, but as long as the blame was thrown fast enough, it wouldn't fall on his head, so he took the initiative and said to Ji Wuduan, "That's right. I introduced you to a beauty because I saw that you couldn't find a Taoist partner. If you don't like her, you don't have to be so angry. Look what a big fuss this has caused."
Ji Wuduan: “... ... Hehe.” He was so angry that he wanted to fight again.
But they had no time to make a scene. The middle of the three tall buildings floating on the water struck a long bell, humming, nine times, and the music stopped at the same time.
All the lotus lanterns on the pond went out.
Only the tall buildings are brightly lit, illuminating the sky throughout the night.
The five people on the boat also looked over there.
On the top of the tall building is an empty platform, and on the empty platform is an old man.
Next to the old man stood three charming beauties, dragging a golden plate covered with red cloth in their bare hands.
The old man said in a deep voice, facing the thousands of people drifting on the river downstairs.
"Enter my flower and get drunk with three thousand people. No matter whether you are righteous or evil, evil or good, everyone who comes is a guest."
Then, the old man, acting as auctioneer, began to explain the rules.
But Pei Jing didn't listen seriously. After all, they were not here as "guests".
The area suddenly became dark, and the boats on the river all moved towards the center, and the surrounding area became lively.
Yu Qinglian also put her feet in the river and sat by the boat.
If someone could see the scene under the water, they would be scared to death, because it was full of dead evil spirits, surrounding her with greedy eyes, coveting her but not daring to act rashly.
She was too lazy to deal with those little ghosts. Nothing was more important than her makeup right now. She had to make things ten thousand times more troublesome than a monk's dust-cleansing technique could solve. She gathered her fingers into a gust of wind and wiped away the dirt on her face bit by bit with the help of the water surface.
The golden bell on the wrist rang crisply and melodiously, attracting the attention of many people.
At the beginning of the auction, the items were ordinary and boring, so many people turned their attention to her.
The beauty was wearing makeup on the bow, with a red skirt and golden bells, which was full of charm. A magnificent ship approached. A richly dressed foundation-building cultivator walked down. Although his cultivation was low, he was from an extraordinary family. Behind him followed the thin old man with a hunched back. He was surrounded by a gloomy black aura, and his cultivation level could not be seen.
The foundation-building monk had a fat head, big ears, and a greasy face. His smile was also honest but also lewd. He handed an embroidered handkerchief to Yu Qinglian and said in a voice that could not suppress his greed: "Beauty, why not use this to wipe it?"
Yu Qinglian paused for a moment, thinking that the last person who had spoken frivolously to her was probably the old man from Zhonglian Village. She was in a bad mood now, and she would have pushed that man into the water to feed him in the past. But when she raised her eyes and fell on the thin old man next to him, her pupils shrank slightly.
Taking the handkerchief with her fingers, Yu Qinglian said, "Thank you, sir."
The foundation-building monk was so delighted that the beauty took his handkerchief, which meant she accepted him as a person!
So he got closer and tried to get closer to her: "Where are you from, young lady? I am Xiao Zecheng, the second son of the Xiao family in Canghua."
The other four people on the boat sat in the dark, watching in silence as this unlucky guy got into trouble with Yu Qinglian.
Pei Jing had some impression of the Xiao family in Canghua.
In the Canghua Continent, the first family is the Pei family, and the second family is the Xiao family. However, he was enshrined in the Yunxiao Sect when he was born, and had very little contact with the Pei family, let alone these great cultivators in the human world. However, what is the second son of the Xiao family doing here at Huazui Sanqian
Yu Qinglian smiled slightly: "Young Master, you can just call me Qinglian."
Xiao Zecheng's eyes lit up: "Qinglian? What a good name! What a good name!"
Yu Qinglian's real name was not well known in the world, and people generally called her Fusang Fairy. Even if this guy had twenty guts, he probably wouldn't have thought that the beauty in front of him was the fifth on the Heavenly Ranking.
Yu Qinglian deliberately didn't look at the old man, and asked with a smile: "Canghua is not close to here, why did you go to so much trouble to come here from afar?"
Xiao Zecheng was so overwhelmed by the beauty that he said, "Me. It was for the entry order to Tianyan City."
"Cough." The old man next to him coughed lightly.
Xiao Zecheng was instantly horrified, curled his lips, and then tilted his head: "If you feel cold, go back first. Don't disturb me."
Yu Qinglian hid her sleeves with cold eyes, but she made up an identity in her mind and quickly got into the role, pretending to be shocked: "Sir, you are also here for the entry order?!"
Xiao Zecheng was confused: "Ah, yes, you too?"
Yu Qinglian's eyes instantly turned red: "I..."
When a beauty cries, it is the most fatal. Xiao Zecheng, who claims to be a romantic wanderer, was anxious and coaxed her: "Oh, why are you crying? Don't cry, don't cry. If you have any secrets, just tell me."
Yu Qinglian was in tears and imitated the opening lines from the storybooks.
She said, "Sir, my life is so miserable. I am the second sister in the family, with an older brother and four younger brothers. Both my parents are Jindan cultivators, and our family is harmonious, with siblings living in harmony. Who would have thought that one day a demon came and slaughtered my parents, kidnapped my older brother, and left me, a weak woman, homeless and helpless. I have only found out until now that the demon was from Tianyan City. This time, I brought my four younger brothers here to get a permit to enter the city so that I can go in and seek revenge on him and find my older brother at the same time."
The four people behind: "..."
Xiao Zecheng was heartbroken by the beauty's crying, and was in a panic: "Oh, oh, oh, my dear, don't cry, but if you go in so rashly, you will also die in Tianyan City. Why don't you tell me the name of the demon cultivator and I will help you get revenge?"
Yu Qinglian wiped the tears from her eyes: "But I don't remember what that devil looked like."
Xiao Zecheng said: "Then you must remember the technique he practiced. In the outer city of Tianyan City, villains gather together in one place, and after a long time they will split into gangs and factions. As far as I know, the only famous ones now are the one palace, three sects and five religions. Is he a demon cultivator, a human cultivator, a ghost cultivator, or a Buddhist cultivator?"
"Cough cough!" The old man behind Xiao Zecheng almost coughed out his lungs. His cloudy inverted triangle eyes looked coldly at Yu Qinglian through his wrinkled eyelids.
Yu Qinglian pretended to be frightened and kept wiping her tears. Then her eyes suddenly turned red and she said in a trembling voice, "Ah! I remember, I remember, that man looked very similar to the old man behind you."
Xiao Zecheng looked from front to back and shouted: "How are they similar?"
Yu Qinglian: "Wow, I can't remember."
Xiao Zecheng glared, touched his chin, and then an idea suddenly occurred to him. He pointed behind his ear and said, "Is there something like a black birthmark here?"
The old man wanted to strangle this useless person to death. The wind blew the hair around the old man's ears, and there was a black scar on his old, yellow-brown skin.
Yu Qinglian's eyes were filled with tears, and she said in confusion: "It seems... yes."
Xiao Zecheng slapped his thigh and said, "Oh, that's easy to find! That must be someone from the Ghost Sect! You found the right person. The one behind me is the elder of the Ghost Sect. Hehe, it will be easy to help you get revenge."
The old man finally flew into a rage and pulled Xiao Zecheng's clothes back, "Enough!"
Xiao Zecheng rolled his eyes because of being strangled. After breaking free, he cursed: "You are so rebellious! What did you say when you asked me to save you? You are willing to work like a cow or a horse for me, don't forget that your life talisman is still in my hand!"
The old man was touched where it hurt.
His gloomy face became even darker, but he loosened his hand and said in a bad tone: "Sir, I'm afraid this woman's origin is unknown."
Xiao Zecheng: "Don't think that everyone else is a bad person just because you are the most evil person you can be!"
Yu Qinglian almost laughed out loud.
The boat moved slightly. It was Ji Wuduan who came forward. The light from the distant building fell on the young master of the ghost domain. He was wearing a dark green robe, his facial features were elegant and pale, and he looked sickly and cold.
He said, "I don't know the name of this old man."
Yu Qinglian rolled up her hair and smiled, "Why did Fourth Brother come out? You are weak, aren't you afraid of catching a cold from the wind?"
Ji Wuduan frowned slightly and glanced at her, but said nothing, staring straight at the old man.
Xiao Zecheng was surprised to see him, and then he saw that there were actually four people behind the beauty, her four younger brothers. Several people sat separately. A man was wearing a blood-red robe and a golden jade crown, noble and elegant, with a wet bird perched on his shoulder. A monk was wearing a golden and white robe, with white silk covering his eyes, and he looked like he was sitting on a lotus platform. There was another person who was looking over with a smile. The snow-white clothes broke the slightly drunken wind and moon, the jade crown and black hair, the temperament was like the moon in the sky, but the smile at the corner of his lips was elegant.
Xiao Zecheng fell silent.
I was horrified.
These people...
After seeing Ji Wuduan's expression, the old man froze on the boat, as if someone was pinching his neck, and his eyes almost popped out.
At the same time, Hua Zui San Qian was high up in the pavilion. The auctioneer knocked again, and the music started again, his voice was very high.
"The next item is the entry pass to Tianyan City. It is priceless and is provided by Mr. Cheng. All guests please bring out your own magic weapons to exchange. Whoever meets Mr. Cheng's wishes will win!"
As the finale came out, the lotus flowers in the river bloomed again, and the lights illuminated everyone's eyes clearly.
The old man saw it all clearly and finally accepted his fate, almost gnashing out his teeth. His black robe fluttered and he stretched out his hand, which was just a layer of yellow skin wrapped around the white bones!
"It's you?!"
Ji Wuduan smiled: "Elder Difeng, one of the Ten Palaces of the Ghost Realm? My father did not settle with you the consequences of the evil you committed when you refined living people. I still remember it."
The old man's voice was filled with anger and fear: "Silence, nothingness, end."
Bang!
The hull was torn into four pieces.
Elder Difeng rose into the air.
Amidst a scream, the people on the boat fell into the water and were entangled by water ghosts, with screams ringing in the ears.
The noise here was so loud that it attracted everyone. The joy of getting the order to enter the city was suppressed, and the wind and waves made the ship move around.
"what happened?"
"Why did they suddenly start fighting?"
The auctioneer was also confused and anxious: "What's going on? How can we let them make a fuss now?" He thought of the Nascent Soul cultivator in the pavilion, Mr. Cheng who had taken out the city entry order, and hurriedly called out: "Quickly call Mr. Cheng over."
The servant nodded and hurried downstairs.
But when he ran to the cubicle where Mr. Cheng should be, he only saw black blood flowing out from under the door.
The servant screamed!
In the compartment, the young man wrapped in a pitch-black cloak, with his slender pale fingers, lightly crushed the hideous-looking Nascent Soul, blood splattered all over his hands.
A group of black butterflies floated in the air beside him, and finally slowly gathered together to form a human shape.
The shadow said respectfully: "What should we do with the entry order?"
He said calmly: "It's ruined."
The shadow asked again: "What about the people here?"
The young man's voice was cold and nonchalant: "Kill them all."
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