The most important thing is that Mo Ziyan secretly hugged Jiang Zhige's arm before. For the first time, Jiang Zhige did not dislike her intimacy, which proved that the relationship between the two was further improving.

Thinking of this, Mo Ziyan's mood suddenly improved a lot, forgetting the depression that Master would not be by his side for the time being.

"Alright then, I'll take a look first by myself!"

Mo Ziyan took a cheerful pace, ready to go around the city.

............

"Thousands of years have passed, but the Demon Emperor still remembers Ning Qiushui?"

"That's natural. The Devil Emperor doesn't have many old friends. How could he forget such an important old friend with his affectionate character?"

"Speaking of which, is Ning Qiushui Fairy Ning Han after all? Although his likes and appearances are very similar, there are always similar people in the world, right?"

"I heard that Fairy Ning is in heaven recently. If she is Ning Qiushui, she should come to Xuancang Holy Land."

The people in the hall both sighed and sighed. If there was no Nangong Rou back then, Jiang Zhige and Ning Qiushui would not have used the word 'old friend'.

Everyone understands the truth, but because Nangong Rou is in the hall, they don't dare to say it directly.

Qu Yun's face turned black for a while. The top ten beauties in the heavens were all experts in the profound realm. If Ning Qiushui was really Ning Han, he would definitely be rushing to the Xuancang Holy Land at this moment.

At that time, together with Nangong Rou to rescue Jiang Zhige, will he really be able to get this Devil Emperor out of trouble?

Listening to everyone in the hall talking about Ning Qiushui, Nangong Rou became more and more unconfident. In fact, she knew very well that most of the love between her and Jiang Zhige was because Jiang Zhige couldn't bear to feel sad, so she was forced to change her inner feelings.

"Fairy Wood"

If it wasn't for Nangong Rou's temptation, Jiang Zhige would probably regard her as his younger sister until his death.

Even after the two became nominal Taoist companions, Jiang Zhige still retained a little attitude towards his younger sister and didn't think too much about men and women.

"Jiang Zhige, you bastard!"

Nangong Rou lowered her head, her eyes slightly reddened.

If the two of them were given some more time back then, Nangong Rou believed that Jiang Zhige's subconscious would definitely be changed, and she would be regarded as a true Taoist companion, but it was a pity that Jiang Zhige chose to leave Zixiao Tiancheng alone, and she had to change her memory. Love is wasted for thousands of years.

Aware of Nangong Rou's emotions, Mo Ziyan couldn't help but sigh in disappointment.

Nangong Rou thinks that her love has not received the response it deserves, so why is she not like that?

At least Nangong Rou and Jiang Zhige still have the status of a daoist, but Mo Ziyan has nothing. The intimacy during that time was just her misunderstanding. The two were mentors and apprentices from beginning to end.

Everyone in the hall felt the dissatisfaction of the two women and suddenly became curious.

For Nangong Rou, Jiang Zhige regards her more as his younger sister, and for Mo Ziyan, Jiang Zhige regards her more as his apprentice.

Even Ning Qiushui was only a surprise in Jiang Zhige's life and never touched his true love.

Demon Emperor Jiang Zhige has survived for a thousand years. Could it be that there has never been true love, and that there is no woman who can be seriously called a 'lover'?

You say that he has the goodness of Longyang, of course it is impossible, but he has a cold personality, and it seems that he has never really been tempted by a woman.

Thinking of Jiang Zhige's devotion to one person, active pursuit of friendship, and falling in love, everyone instantly felt a fantasy.

............

After leaving Mo Ziyan's side, Jiang Zhige didn't have much effort to find the expert in the Profound Realm who stepped into the Fengyun Mountains, because the other party didn't want to hide himself at all.

With a long flat roof, an old man sat quietly on a stone bench, holding a cup of hot tea with steaming water in his hand.

He was dressed in a gray robe, his temples were white, and his beard was hanging down on his chest. At first glance, he was just an old man in sixties that could be seen everywhere.

Jiang Zhige carried his hands on his back, walked through the layers of stone stairs, and slowly came to the gray-robed old man.

The gray-robed old man was not surprised by Jiang Zhige's arrival. He stroked his beard lightly, nodded and smiled, "If you are a hundred years old, you will have the peak cultivation of the Transcendence Realm, which is really remarkable."

He knew very well that Jiang Zhige, without the support of the ancient clan, could achieve such an achievement, it must have been a fortune that shocked the world.

Of course, it is also Jiang Zhige's ability to obtain these good things, and the gray-robed old man will not be coveted.

"Senior, come to my remote place, what are you doing?"

Jiang Zhige looked as usual, but his voice was cold.

When he came to look for the gray-robed old man, the stairs on the mountain road were under pressure, so he could only walk up step by step like a mortal. This action alone made him dislike the gray-robed old man.

If Jiang Zhige used all his strength, it would not be impossible to break through the coercion, but there was no need to tear his face with the gray-robed old man.

"No expensive, no expensive, just new arrivals, say hello to you."

The gray-robed old man couldn't help laughing. He released coercion. His original intention was to give Jiang Zhige a show of power, but he didn't expect that not only did he not arouse Jiang Zhige's awe, but instead aroused Jiang Zhige's hostility.

From the point of view of the gray-robed old man, Jiang Zhige was indeed a little young and energetic, and he was facing an Immortal Venerable in the Profound Realm.

As everyone knows, Jiang Zhige is not young and vigorous, but has a certain confidence.

After all, he is a demon cultivator who is possessed by demons and cultivates magic arts. If he does not have the confidence to do so, there is no need to cultivate demons.

"Then?"

Jiang Zhige frowned slightly. He is the strongest in Donglin Prefecture, and the strong really want to say hello to him when they set foot here.

But this is just a matter of courtesy. The grey-robed old man is the legendary Immortal Venerable of the Profound Realm, so there is absolutely no need to do this.

"Sit first, you stand and I sit, it seems that I am relying on the old and selling the old."

The gray-robed old man took a sip of his tea, looking unhurried.

Regardless of his cultivation, he has lived for tens of thousands of years, and he is indeed a senior to Jiang Zhige.

On the other side, Mo Ziyan had already walked into the city, curiously watching the different urban scenery in the city.

In the seven areas of Fengyun Mountains, in addition to Qilujian, there is an extremely prosperous city called Shuiqing County.

The remaining six are mostly used for viewing. Only Shuiqing County is the core hub of the Fengyun Mountains. Everything must be handled in Shuiqing County.

The spiritual energy in the city was foggy, the buildings were engraved with danding, and the street stalls where they were located looked very high-end.

It is indeed very high-end, because the stalls are filled with heavenly materials and earthly treasures or spiritual medicine pills, and there are even powerful people in the Yuanhai realm setting up stalls here.

Mo Ziyan stepped on the ground filled with spiritual energy, her face full of surprise and amazement. The concentration of spiritual energy in Shuiqing County was almost as high as that of Baiyun Peak, where Jiang Zhige was.

Not far away, a gatekeeper woman showed contempt and sneered in a low voice: "Hill bumpkin."

Now that Mo Ziyan has a late stage of Lingwu cultivation, the gatekeeper's words are almost clear to her ears. She was instantly ashamed and angry, and said anxiously: "I don't even know you, how can you say that to me?"

"Yes, yes, I shouldn't say that you are a country bumpkin. The Fengyun Mountains are only open to the public for three days every three years during the Fengyun Fair. You better not look at it, and hurry up and find a place to practice."

The gatekeeper woman's face was ugly, she just complained, and it was okay if Mo Ziyan heard it, but she still refuted her loudly.