In the west of the Liang Kingdom, there is an important town for cultivating immortals called "Bauhinia Immortal City".

This fairy city is close to the border of Liang State and has trade exchanges with Jing State to the west.

Especially during the war, the business alliance of Jing State transported a large amount of war preparation materials and raw materials to the immortal world of Liang State.

The current war is led by the Jinyangzong camp, which launches a self-defense counterattack against the Liang Kingdom. The actual strategic intention is to "move north".

Chen Guo and Yan Guo, under some kind of agreement, watched with cold eyes and did not intervene.

This day half a month later.

To the north of Bauhinia Fairy City, among the mountains hundreds of miles away.

A middle-aged foundation-builder with a medium build, a round face and a yellow beard came through the air on a flying boat.

"There are no sect monks patrolling near the assembly point? The energy of the Jiuchen Chamber of Commerce is not small."

The middle-aged man with a round face looked around with squinted eyes.

The round face in front of him is the new identity disguised by Lu Changan through the Hundred Fantasy Mask.

He turned over his hand and took out a white jade tablet, and his spiritual consciousness merged into it.

There was a sense coming from the jade tablet, pointing to a steep mountain with dense forest hundreds of feet away.

Lu Changan pondered for a moment, but did not enter rashly.

Whoosh!

There was a sound of breaking through the air from behind, and a strong purple-faced man with a strong evil spirit flew over, one arm wrapped in a bandage.

"Your Excellency, are you here to gather as well?"

The purple-faced brawny man glanced at Lu Changan and also took out a white jade token.

"Um."

Lu Changan nodded, lagged a little behind, and followed the purple-faced man to fly to the steep mountain.

Bo!

The purple-faced brawny man held a jade tablet in his hand, broke through an invisible illusory formation, and entered the dense forest on the top of the mountain.

The so-called dense forest is actually a phantom formation. There are only a few trees on the mountain and it is all bare.

In the middle, there are several large rocks with thirty or forty monks scattered among them.

It affects both men and women, old and young, and is mainly in the foundation-building period.

There are also some monks in the Qi Refining Stage, all of whom are young and follow their elders.

"Is the receptionist monk from Jiuchen Chamber of Commerce here?"

The purple-faced strong man looked towards the center of the mountain top and cupped his fists.

However, no one responded to the monks on the top of the mountain. For a moment, they were quiet and silent.

"hehe……"

A group of monks gathered in the corner, and there was low laughter, which seemed to be sarcastic.

The purple-faced strong man looked gloomy and suppressed the evil spirit on his body.

He smiled and talked to Lu Changan who came in with him.

"What do you call fellow Taoist?"

"I am Wu Fan, an unknown casual cultivator."

Lu Changan said casually.

The purple-faced brawny man claimed his surname was Fang, but did not reveal his identity.

Lu Changan made a visual inspection: This person's injured body has pure magic power, which is better than ordinary foundation-building casual cultivators. He has a strong evil aura...perhaps he is a deserter from the front line.

In every immortal war, there are many such monks, and they are often wanted by the sect. Once caught, they will end badly.

The two chatted casually, occasionally trying a word.

"As a gathering point, the monks from the Jiuchen Chamber of Commerce have not shown up. What do you think of Fellow Daoist Wu?"

"The monks from the Jiuchen Chamber of Commerce may not have arrived at the scene at all. They only need to come with the giant spiritual ship to pick us up. In this way, even if an accident occurs, they do not have to bear the risk and will not leave any clues."

Lu Changan's opinions have no bright spots.

The purple-faced man's eyes flickered and he lowered his voice: "The monks from the Jiuchen Chamber of Commerce may be mixed in the crowd and observe every monk present..."

"maybe."

Lu Changan remained calm.

While the two were talking, he felt a vague spiritual consciousness lingering on himself and the purple-faced man.

That spiritual consciousness is a bit stronger than the ordinary fake elixir real person. He should be a monk who is good at detecting.

The words of the purple-faced brawny man attracted the attention of the fake elixir-level consciousness, which lingered on him for a moment or two.

Lu Changan's disguised identity, mid-stage foundation building, and mana aura are all consistent with his identity as a casual cultivator. He is not inconspicuous and not weak.

…

Two hours later.

As the sun set on the west mountain, fifty or sixty monks gathered on the top of the mountain, more than half of whom were in the foundation-building period.

The fake Dan master who was secretly investigating was found by Lu Changan because he frequently used his spiritual consciousness.

He was a pleasant-looking old man in his sixties, wearing a navy blue gown. He closed his eyes most of the time to meditate.

Lu Changan suspected that this person was a monk from the Jiuchen Chamber of Commerce.

Seeing it, night is approaching.

Some monks were restless and restless.

After all, most of the monks present went to Jing Country to seek refuge or escape and lacked a sense of security.

"arrive!"

A low cry sounded.

call!

The clouds above our heads were pushed away, and the air current surged like a tidal wave.

A blue spiritual ship that was fifty or sixty feet long, surrounded by the spiritual light of the formation, quickly descended from high altitude.

"Fellow Taoists, please line up one by one to enter the spirit ship with the tokens in your hands."

Inside the spirit ship, a rich male voice came, accompanied by fake elixir-level spiritual pressure.

"Those who disrupt order will be disqualified from boarding the ship."

Before he finished speaking, the spirit ship dropped to a height of ten feet on the top of the mountain and lowered two inclined ladders.

One of the inclined ladder entrances was guarded by four middle- and late-stage foundation builders wearing armor and with sharp auras. They checked the tokens of those who climbed the ladder. They seemed to be the bodyguards escorting the spiritual ship.

The entrance to the other inclined staircase is guarded by two beautiful female foundation-building nuns.

This passage is not open to ordinary monks.

"Your Majesty, the superior guest rooms on the third floor of the Spirit Ship have been prepared for you in advance."

In full view of everyone, a young man in golden robe with oily hair and powdery face, supported by hunchbacked old servants and young maids on the left and right, boarded the ladder from this special passage to the ship.

This scene attracted the attention of all the cultivators present.

The token in the hand of the young man in golden robe is not a white jade token, but a purple token!

"I wonder if he is the descendant of some important figure in the upper echelons of the Liang Kingdom?"

"For Jiuchen Chamber of Commerce to treat you like this, you must at least be a direct descendant of the True Pill cultivator."

The practitioners present speculated that they were unhappy, but they did not dare to show it.

Lu Changan took a quick look and found that the "Prince" should have used secret techniques to disguise himself. He was only at the early stage of foundation building, but he was only about thirty years old.

The beautiful girl who follows is a monk in the middle stage of foundation building.

The hunchbacked old servant couldn't tell the truth from the truth.

Lu Changan did not dare to use his spiritual consciousness to inquire easily.

Now, the war to cultivate immortals is raging in the Liang Kingdom.

Also seeking refuge in a neighboring country, big shots have higher priority and enjoy far better treatment than ordinary monks.

In addition to the prince in the golden robe, several groups of people entered the second entrance of the inclined staircase.

As few as one person, as many as two or three people.

Most of these people's tokens are cyan tokens, and they all have exclusive guest rooms after boarding the ship.

It is not difficult to imagine that these people are either rich or noble, well-connected, or possess abilities and skills beyond those of ordinary monks.

One of the white-browed old men in the late stage of foundation building looked familiar to Lu Changan. He had seen him at the auction in Huanglong Immortal City. He seemed to be a quasi-third-level weapon refiner.

People like this, even if they go to neighboring countries, they will be treated as honored guests by the Jiuchen Chamber of Commerce.

…

Lu Changan went to Jing Kingdom here to seek for elixir formation and did not want other monks to know his whereabouts, so he did not seek help from the Beastmaster Zhou family.

The secrets of ancient ruins and the news of the killing of Jinyang Sect monks are all potential dangers that are beyond control.

You may be remembered one day in the future.
To be continued...