Since Shuangye City was conquered by the ghost clan, the cultivators in the city fled to death. The ten rooms were empty, depressing and desolate. However, after Chu Jun regained Shuangye City, he reversed the reverse spirit vein, and Yang Yun's tens of thousands of Chu troops swept the Northern Banner and entered Shuangye City, and Shuangye City finally regained some of its popularity.
After more than two months, the physical cultivators and immortal cultivators who had fled to hide in various places in the mountains began to return one after another. In addition, many cultivators traveled thousands of miles to join the Chu army, and Shuangye City gradually became lively. It is worth mentioning that, stimulated by the joint presence of the two giants, Lingxiang Pavilion and Immortal Cultivator Guild, Shuangye City's long-lost businesses began to slowly recover, and shops along the street opened for business one after another.
With 70,000 to 80,000 Chu troops stationed here for training, the materials needed are undoubtedly extremely huge. Smart sects have seen the huge business opportunities contained in it, and have opened industries in the city. Coupled with Li Xiangjun*'s series of stimulus measures , Futaba City was able to quickly regain its prosperity.
The setting sun has already hung on the top of the mountain, and the orange sunset dyed the western sky red. The warm and faint sunlight slanted down the hundred-meter-high city wall, casting the shadow of the large building on the ground. The cultivators who had gone out to hunt for work hurried in. City Gate, rushing to clean up today's harvest before darkness falls, because some animal blood and edible animal meat can only be sold at a good price if they are fresh.
There is hope in life, and the days seem to be as peaceful as before, and the war seems to have never happened...if there were not those Chu troops who were still training in full swing under the sunset.
There are two Lingxiang Pavilions in Shuangye City, one is located in the east city and the other is located in the west city. They are the largest shops in the city, with high quality and low prices and everything you need. The most rare thing is that they accept everything at reasonable prices. Every evening , the cultivators returning to the city will go to Lingxiang Pavilion to package today's harvest and sell it to Lingxiang Pavilion, and then choose the daily necessities they need from Lingxiang Pavilion, such as elixirs, talismans, magic weapons, clothes... and even female cultivators. Menstrual belt used.
It was evening at this time, and people were coming and going at Lingxiang Pavilion in Dongcheng. The whole street was also lively. Smart guys set up stalls on both sides of the street to attract business.
Dao Zhengming, dressed as a scholar, was wandering leisurely on the East Street, followed by two sweet-looking female nuns, looking like a romantic scholar.
As usual, Dao Zhengming wandered to Lingqixuan and stopped. He raised his head and glanced at the elegant and classic plaque. Then he led the two maids through the door, turned left, and followed the stairs to the second floor. The waiter who greeted the guests upstairs was obviously very familiar with this regular customer. He greeted him with a smile on his face and led Dao Zheng to a quiet seat facing the street.
Dao Zhengming smiled and sat down on his seat. The view here was wide and he could see the pedestrians walking on the street. Of course, the pedestrians on the street could also see his elegant back and the figures of the maids standing on both sides. Most of the pedestrians passing by in a hurry on the street are busy making a living, and have no time to pay attention to the arty guy upstairs. Occasionally, someone looks up and takes a look, with envy, jealousy and hatred in his eyes. However, there is a pair of people sitting inconspicuously on the corner of the street. Intentionally or unintentionally, his eyes were focused on the Confucian shirt and scarf upstairs. That position happened to be in the blind spot that could not be seen upstairs.
The waiter quickly brought the tea set and other items, plus a box of fine Jin Junmei, and said with a smile: "Miss Ranai will be here soon!"
Dao Zhengming waved his hand, and the waiter stepped away respectfully.
Lingqi Building is actually a place for practitioners to drink tea and communicate. Dao Zhengming is obviously a frequent visitor here. It is strange that he always comes alone and never receives guests. He only appoints the same tea doctor to make tea every time, and only Drinking Jin Junmei, but burning moxa's appearance is not outstanding among the many beautiful tea doctors in Lingqi Tower.
At this time, a female cultivator about twenty years old came down from upstairs. Her appearance could only be described as delicate, but she gave people a very peaceful feeling. She was also dressed in a masculine scholar's dress, but she looked different. Turn the charm.
Dao Zhengming stood up with a smile and greeted him. The female cultivator also smiled and bowed: "Ruan Ai, greeting Senior Dao!"
Dao Zhengming chuckled: "As agreed, I will make tea today, so I can let Miss Ranai give me some advice!"
Ranai pursed her lips and smiled and said: "Don't take advice seriously, let's just discuss and exchange experiences!"
"Haha, please!" Dao Zhengming said with an elegant smile. The latter was not polite. He bowed and sat on the main seat. Dao Zhengming began to light charcoal and boil water.
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In the heaven-level residence, Li Xiangjun held the pipa in his arms, with his head upright and his waist straight, his hips and slender waist becoming more and more attractive, and the five fingers of his right hand were playing with the thirty-six strings. Although it was intermittently, there was a hint of a golden and iron horse in it. The feeling of killing.
Her originally charming eyebrows were raised sideways, her eyes were filled with evil energy, the five fingers of her left hand were blooming and falling like lotus flowers, and her right hand was spinning like a sword, with a clanging killing intent rushing toward her face.
Puff... A broken sound was heard. Li Xiangjun stopped, frowned and picked up a pen to write on the paper.
At this time, an An Xiang came in and said respectfully: "See the Xiang Master!"
Li Xiangjun put down his pen and the pipa in his arms, and a smart maid immediately brought a copper basin filled with water. Li Xiangjun washed his hands and wiped them dry with silk, and then asked: "Tell me!"
"Dao Zhengming is the same as usual today. There is nothing unusual. He is making tea at Lingqixuan. He ordered the tea girl named Ranai and drank Jin Junmei!" the dark-scented eyeliner reported.
During this period, Anxiang's eyeliners would report on Zhengming's whereabouts that day in the evening, and today was no exception.
Li Xiangjun nodded, and just as he was about to wave this An Xiang away, he suddenly felt that it was appropriate. He thought for a moment and said, "When you reported back yesterday, he had already finished his tea and left. It seems to be too late today!"
The dark-scented female cultivator was stunned for a moment and said: "It's two quarters of an hour late. Is there any problem? Our people are still staring at him!"
Li Xiangjun frowned. Dao Zhengming's life has been very regular in the past two months. A month ago, he would go to Lingqixuan to drink tea every evening. He entered Lingqixuan almost at the right time and left in about half an hour. Will leave and never stay.
"Send someone to Lingqixuan to confirm whether he is still upstairs!" Li Xiangjun ordered.
The Anxiang female cultivator immediately left with dignity, and Xiaoxue said doubtfully: "Sister Xiangjun, since you don't trust him, just don't let him go, why bother staring at him for months!"
Li Xiangjun chuckled and said: "This Dao Zhengming is a talent. If he can be used by your lord, it will be of great help. However, I am worried that he was sent deliberately by Du Wu, so I have to be careful!"
Soon, the Anxiang female cultivator came back, her face turned a little pale, she knelt down on the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "Damn it, subordinate. This Dao Zhengming is too cunning. We have all been deceived by him. Sitting here The person in that position is the tea girl named Ranai. She was wearing the same Confucian shirt as Dao Zhengming today. Our eyes were wrong. In addition, his two maids were standing there all the time, causing him to be confused all the time. It looks like he is sitting there, but in fact he has already left!”
Xiaoxue raised her eyebrows and said angrily: "This guy is really a spy. I'll catch him right away and beat him up. Hey, he can't even run far!"
The Anxiang female cultivator lowered her head and did not dare to look at Li Xiangjun. She made such a stupid mistake, just wait for the Xiang Master to be furious!
Li Xiangjun thought for a while with a cold face and said calmly: "Immediately send someone to ask the guards at the four city gates if they saw Dao Zhengming leaving!"
The Anxiang female cultivator hurriedly stood up and retreated. Xiaoxue asked in confusion: "Sister Xiangjun, if that Dao Zhengming really wanted to leave secretly, how could those city guards find out!"
Li Xiangjun said calmly: "There are always exceptions to everything!"
This sentence was quickly verified. After a while, the Anxiang little leader came back to report again, saying with a joyful face: "Master Xiang, someone saw Dao Zhengming leaving from the east city gate. His subordinates immediately contacted Anyu to take him Catch it!"
Li Xiangjun smiled meaningfully, waved his hand and said: "No need, let the stall owner Wei send someone to follow you secretly. If there is no accident, don't take action!"
The little leader of Anxiang was a little confused, but the owner of Xiang was unpredictable, and she didn't dare to speculate, so she quickly retreated and contacted Old David An of Anyu.
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Dao Zhengming calmly left Shuangye City from the east city gate. A cultivator standing in a corner outside the city gate gave Dao Zhengming a faint look, then released his flying mount and headed east.
Dao Zhengming hesitated for a moment, but finally followed Yukong.
After flying more than a hundred miles eastward, the cultivator in front landed on a flat land in a river bend and stood on a rock in the river bend, with his back to the setting sun and the river rolling eastward.
Dao Zhengming landed lightly behind the man, his consciousness swept hundreds of meters around, and he frowned imperceptibly: "It's just you?"
The man standing on the rock slowly turned around, took off the bamboo hat covering his head, straightened up his slightly hunched figure, and said softly: "No doubt, it's just me!"
When Dao Zhengming saw the person in front of him, a flash of shock flashed in his eyes, but he soon regained his composure and said with a wry smile: "Liu Yong, it's you who came in person. It's beyond my expectation. You're still so elusive." indefinite!"
This person turned out to be Liu Yong, the chief minister of Tiance Palace and the number one think tank under Du Wu!
"Did you come up with the strategy to defeat Gui Dongya?" Liu Yong asked.
A flash of joy flashed in Dao Zhengming's eyes, and he nodded: "Not bad!"
"Congratulations on meeting the Ming Lord!" Liu Yong said calmly.
Dao Zhengming was slightly stunned. He thought that Liu Yong came to him when the battle was fierce on the front line, just to persuade him to go back, but he didn't expect that he only said this sentence.
"If Liu Qing is interested, I can recommend him to the King of Chu for you!" Dao Zhengming stimulated.
"That's not necessary. I just came here to confirm and say goodbye!" Liu Yong cupped his hands and turned to leave.