Three hours later.

The sky is clear and clear today. The sun shines in the mountains, and the red maples in the mountains are like fire, endless. A boundary monument was erected beside the mountain road that entered the mountain, with two large characters written on it.

- "Yaoshan".

The two sword lights came one after the other and landed next to the boundary monument.

"You don't have to do this if you want to try my cultivation, right?" Feng Ci said this as soon as he walked out of the sword light.

The dignified City Lord of Langfeng City not only threw the benefactor who had just rescued him off the sword, but also flew nonstop for three hours in a row, the faster he got to the back.

If it weren't for Feng Ci, others wouldn't be able to keep up with him.

Pei Qianyue ignored him and walked straight forward.

After getting along with him overnight, Feng Ci was used to the fact that he pretended to be dumb when he had nothing to do. He walked over and looked at the boundary monument by himself: "Yaoshan... a very familiar name, have you heard of it somewhere?"

Pei Qianyue: "Yaoshan Qingjingzong, one of the six sects."

Feng Ci remembered.

He did hear Meng Changqing mention it.

The Qingjing School majored in rhythm, especially in piano skills.

Unlike other sects, although Qingjingzong also recruits external disciples, the position of suzerain is passed down from generation to generation. The current suzerain of Qingjingzong married the daughter of the previous suzerain and entered the Wen family.

However, it is not these gossips that the Qingjing Sect is most praised for, but that they are the faction that has the most connections with the powerful and powerful among the Immortal League.

Cultivation sects usually choose places rich in spiritual energy to build sects, which is for the convenience of cultivation.

But Puritanism was an accident.

They directly established the faction in Yaoshan outside the imperial city.

After going down the mountain and driving along the official road for less than half a day, you can reach the capital. The geographical advantage is one of the reasons why they travel frequently with the powerful.

It is said that on the birthdays of dignitaries and dignitaries in the capital, Qingjingzong would send disciples to play the qin as guests. And the dignitaries in the capital often come to Qingjingzong to ask for immortals and offer incense.

There are often people in the Immortal League who scoff at this.

It is still the traditional thinking of the ancestors of cultivating, that cultivation should be pure heart and abstinence.

How can a person who is indulging in enjoyment like the Purity Sect cultivate the mind of Purity?

But Feng Ci didn't think so.

In the past, the cultivation environment was not good, because the places with abundant spiritual energy were usually in the desolate mountains. In those places, the mountains are high, the roads are far, the poor and cold, and there is no influence of the turbid air of mortal life.

At that time, there were few cultivators, and the ancestors had to go to that bitter cold place in person if they wanted to cultivate, without having to eat or wear. In order to appease each other, they made up this set of rhetoric.

But now it's different.

If you lack food and clothing, you can send someone to buy it. If you lack spiritual power, you can tap the spiritual veins. Since the development of the world of self-cultivation, it is no longer necessary to go back to that kind of hard life.

However, these are just the thoughts of Feng Ci based on Meng Changqing's remarks. When he followed Pei Qianyue into the Qingjing Sect, he really understood why other sects criticized him.

Qingjingzong is a rich and elegant villa in the depths of Yaoshan Mountain.

In the village, you can see unique garden landscapes everywhere. The waterside corridor is built around the artificial lake. Every house is carved with beams and painted buildings. Even the footpaths in the courtyard are made of crystal clear and spiritual jade.

It's also... so rich.

This is a sect of self-cultivation, he also believes it if it is a royal garden.

The disciple who led the way led them directly to a pavilion by the lake, and bowed to Pei Qianyue: "City Master Pei please stay here for a while, our Sect Master will arrive later."

After speaking, he left with all respect.

The pavilion is covered with white gauze, floating slowly with the breeze blowing from the lake. Feng Ci grabbed the melon seeds on the table, and admired the scenery outside while nibbling: "Yaoshan Qingjingzong, such a big show, even if you, the leader of the alliance, have to wait here."

Pei Qianyue just poured a cup of tea and sipped it quietly without speaking.

Feng Ci asked him again: "You come to Qingjingzong because you have a secret thing to talk about. Is it not suitable for me to be here?"

"It's the disaster of Xianmen." Pei Qianyue said, "You can listen."

Feng Ci didn't know when he was so trustworthy in Pei Qianyue's heart.

He asked: "The city lord is not afraid that I am not a good person. What I did before was all to deceive your trust?"

Pei Qianyue took a sip of tea and asked calmly, "Are you lying to me?"

Word of the wind: "Just an assumption."

"That's okay." Pei Qianyue's tone was very flat, "If you dare to lie to me, I will kill you."

Wind Ci: "..."

It's really not good to be so angry at an age.

Not long after, footsteps approached outside.

The two maids lifted the curtain outside the pavilion, but more than one person came.

The young man walking in front was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, wearing a pale gold long gown and looking very handsome. He was wearing a light-golden long gown with tangled peony patterns embroidered on the sleeves, a guqin on his back, a hair crown on his head, and jade on his waist. From head to toe, there was a single character.

"expensive".

The one at the back was an old man in a azure blue Taoist robe, holding a whisk, white hair and beard, and no anger.

I have seen this kind of service style, and it comes from Lingxiaomen.

The youth bowed to Pei Qianyue and saluted: "Wen Huaiyu has seen the city owner."

After salute, he looked at Feng Ci beside Pei Qianyue again.

Feng Ci was leaning against the pavilion and nibbling on melon seeds, and when he saw someone looking at him, he smiled at him: "Sect Master Wen, how are you?"

Wen Huaiyu: "..."

In Langfeng City, under Pei Qianyue's governance, all the disciples were humble and cautious, especially in front of Pei Qianyue, they were so cautious that they were almost sickly, for fear of being punished by their own city lord if they did something wrong.

Wen Huaiyu was probably the first time he saw such an unruly disciple of Langfeng City, and he hesitated for a moment.

In the end, he did not dare to ask the identity of the young man.

Pei Qianyue said in a low voice, "It turns out that the elder Chengchao of Lingxiaomen is also there."

Elder Chengchao has been following Wen Huaiyu in silence, and at this time he was called by Pei Qianyue before he said, "I have seen City Lord Pei."

His tone was stiff, and his figure didn't move at all, so he didn't even bother to bow.

Feng Ci frowned slightly.

This dark 'tide' surging atmosphere... seems a bit interesting.

But Pei Qianyue didn't seem to care, just asked: "Is this seat bothering you?"

"Where is it?" Wen Huaiyu looks handsome and gentle, and her speech is gentle and kind, which sounds like a spring breeze, "It's just that I have nothing to do, and I invite the elders of Chengchao to come to Yaoshan to play the qin and talk about Taoism. I don't know if the city lord is coming today. Lost and welcome."

"Fuqin talks about Taoism..." Pei Qianyue added another cup of tea to himself, with a mocking smile on his lips, "Everyone is in danger outside, Sect Master Wen is still in the mood to play the qin, so elegant."

"You—" Elder Chengchao frowned, just as he was about to say something, Wen Huaiyu held him back.

Wen Huaiyu gave him a wink, and her tone was still modest: "That's what the city lord taught."

Pei Qianyue was supposed to be a guest, but now he is sitting in the pavilion, and even the Sect Master of Qingjing Sect is standing beside him, it looks like he is the master here.

Feng Ci's eyes turned around these people, and it was very interesting.

Qingjingzong, Lingxiaomen, Langfengcheng, in addition to taking a look at the selection of the Immortal League, it was the first time he saw these three Immortals together.

These three families were considered teachers from the same family many years ago, and now they have formed the Immortal Alliance together, but the relationship is not as harmonious as it seems on the surface, and it can even be said to be very bad.

Of course, where there is Pei Qianyue, it is indeed difficult to have a harmonious relationship.

Pei Qianyue said, "Sit down."

The two just took their seats.

The Qingjing sect was passed down from generation to generation, and as a result, the first one in the sect was always young. Wen Huaiyu was only twenty-five years old when he inherited the position of the sect master, and he was the youngest first among the six sects. He was young and of low seniority, so he didn't have the slightest air of being a suzerain. As soon as he sat down, he took the initiative to pour tea for the two seniors.

Wen Huaiyu asked: "The city lord came today, and I don't know why?"

Pei Qianyue: "The gate of impermanence is gone."

With a soft sound, the teapot in Wen Huaiyu's hand hit the wall of the cup, almost knocking over the tea.

"Isn't the Wuchangmen under the protection of your secret realm?" Elder Chengchao seemed to have a deep grudge against Pei Qianyue for some reason, and immediately asked, "How long has it been, how could they be found?!"

"This question, I also want to know."

Pei Qianyue's voice was indifferent: "The placement of the Wuchang Gate in the secret realm is a joint decision of the six gates, and not many people know about it."

The wind was stunned.

No wonder Pei Qianyue wanted to come here.

Feng Ci felt strange when he was in the secret realm before. There is a lot of protection outside the secret, and even Feng Ci did not notice the difference in advance. How powerful is the real murderer behind the scenes to know everything like the back of the hand.

But if this matter was not done by Pei Qianyue himself, but if the six parties negotiated together, it would be much simpler.

Among the six gates, someone leaked the secret.

Or, the murderer is hiding in the six gates.

The two present also understood the deep meaning, looked at each other and fell silent.

After a long while, Wen Huaiyu said: "When this matter was decided, the first seat of the six gates and some elders were all present. The Qingjingzong will start to thoroughly investigate the matter from today. As for the other three gates, I will pass on the news later, please ask the city master.rest assured."

Pei Qianyue nodded: "Where is Lingxiaomen?"

"What do you mean, how could Lingxiao Sect leak secrets!" Elder Chengchao exploded at one point, his neck turning red with anger, "It was you who proposed to protect the Impermanence Sect first, and it was you who went to great lengths to convene the six sects for negotiation.The hiding place is the secret realm you set up under the roots of the banyan tree. If you want to investigate thoroughly, shouldn’t you be the most suspicious of Langfeng City?”

"Elder Chengchao..." Wen Huaiyu tried to persuade him, but the latter did not appreciate it.

"Shut up for me, am I wrong?" Elder Chengchao looked at Pei Qianyue and sneered, "If among the six sects, who needs to absorb the spiritual power of others to increase their cultivation, it is not you and me, butHe is a non-human alien who cannot directly cultivate and can only try to take shortcuts, a demonic thing!"

Feng Ci nibbled melon seeds for a while, and narrowed his eyes unhappily.