Ye Murin was extremely happy when he saw Ye Feiran coming to see him, but when he noticed Ye Feixuan behind Ye Feiran, his happiness was tempered. He knew what Ye Feiran was busy doing during this period, and he also understood the purpose of coming to the City that Never Sleeps, so he kept refraining from looking for Ye Feiran. However, nothing showed on his face. Ye Feixuan also pretended that she didn't know anything. Anyway, it was Aran who brought her here, so she could just treat herself as a transparent person. Ye Feiran naturally knew that. He glanced at Ye Murin secretly and said straight to the point, "Mu Lin, Master Si Xuan just said that the Tower of Time is very likely to come to the city that never sleeps. Before that, Murong Lingji could kill his aunt. Bring it in, so I’m coming to you now to help you go through the back door.” Hearing this, Ye Mulin was slightly startled, and then asked, "Senior Si Xuan really said that?" Ye Feiran and Ye Feixuan nodded at the same time, "Yes!" Ye Murin's lips curled up slightly, "If the Tower of Time really comes to the city that never sleeps, I will mention the backdoor thing even if Ran'er doesn't mention it." Xieyun Palace needs more powerful people to take charge, and the same is true for the Canglan Ye family. "Lord Emperor, you are so kind!" Ye Feiran immediately praised. Ye Mulin smiled and said nothing. The corner of Ye Feixuan's mouth twitched slightly, and she almost couldn't help but hide her face. Aran also changed in this regard, and became unbearable to look at. "However, Ah Ran, not everyone can enter the Tower of Time, because the tower's location is limited, so you have to pass the test of the Tower of Time before you can enter." Ye Mulin reminded. Hearing this, Ye Feiran's expression condensed, and then he couldn't help but laugh. Of course, he was laughing at his own whims. "Lord Emperor, if you didn't say anything, I really thought that anyone could enter the Tower of Time to practice. What suggestions do you have for me if I go through the back door?" Ye Murin reached out and rubbed Ye Feiran's head, "You can leave these matters to the elders in the family to worry about, but I do have a request. I can get fifty places through the back door, Xieyun Palace and Canglan Ye Each family has half.” "No, half is too much. Just give Canglan Ye family twenty places." Ye Feiran immediately shook his head. Although Xieyun Palace has now been handed over to Master Leng Qian and his sister Ye Qian, Emperor Zun has always been the founder of Xieyun Palace. If the people in Xieyun Palace knew that Emperor Zun allocated half of the quota to the Canglan Ye family , I have some opinions in my heart. "Ran'er doesn't have to refuse. It makes sense for me to split it equally. There are many tribulation-transmitting monks in Xieyun Palace. What's more, this is also my selfish intention. I want to please the Canglan Ye family." In the end, Ye Murin convinced Ye Feiran, and then took the opportunity to obtain a lot of benefits. Of course, these benefits are obtained through sound transmission, otherwise Ye Feixuan would not know what to think of the two of them. In this way, Ye Murin sent a message to Leng Qian and Ye Qian, and Ye Feiran also sent a message to Ye Yuheng. Suddenly, not only Xieyun Palace became busy, but also the Canglan Ye family became busy. m.biqubao.com Although it is not yet completely certain whether the Tower of Time has really come to the City that Never Sleeps, it is still good to go to the City that Never Sleeps to experience it. In addition, the Third Team of Fengyun also sent a message to the elders in the family, vaguely mentioning what opportunities might come in the City that never sleeps, and asking all the tribulation monks in the family to come to the City that never sleeps. After receiving the summons, every family got busy, and they all had the same idea. Even if no opportunities came to the City of Night in the end, it would not be a bad idea to go to the City of Night. When they arrived at the Nightless City, Feng Mo, the Lord of Wind City, also announced that a prayer event would be held in three days. As soon as this news came out, the practitioners in the Nightless City were very happy. Han Xize looked at the practitioners in the Nightless City who were happy and felt very complicated. Didn't they notice anything at all? It seems that Liu Shikai’s deceptive skills have really been practiced to perfection! He thought about it and couldn't help but ask one of the cultivators with whom he was relatively friendly, "Qingfeng, why are you so happy?" Hearing this, Chen Qingfeng couldn't help laughing loudly, "Hahaha..." Han Xize: "???" After Chen Qingfeng laughed, he put his hand on Han Xize's shoulder, "Fellow Daoist Han, it seems you don't know much about our city that never sleeps! But it doesn't matter, I can tell you the benefits of blessing activities now. Mr. Liu has held blessing activities more than once, and I have participated in every time, so I obviously feel that my luck has increased. Anyway, at least I am not as unlucky as before. Fellow Daoist Han, if you believe me, you must participate in the blessing activities. Maybe if you participate once, your luck will be enhanced. " Han Xize: "..." If he hadn't known that Liu Shikai was actually stealing other people's luck, he felt that he would definitely believe Chen Qingfeng's words and go to the blessing event. Seeing that Han Xize didn't believe it, Chen Qingfeng continued, "Fellow Daoist Han, if you don't believe it, you can ask a few more cultivators in the City that Never Sleeps, or you can ask some outside cultivators, because they are very likely to be the same. Came here for the prayer event.” A flash of surprise flashed in Han Xize's eyes. Liu Shikai was so powerful that he could fool foreign cultivators like them. "Fellow Daoist Chen, it's not that I don't believe it. It's the first time I've heard that praying can enhance luck, so I'm very surprised." Hearing this, Chen Qingfeng didn't think much and said with a smile, "Hahaha... it's normal to be surprised." Han Xize smiled awkwardly and said, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Chen, for letting me know. I'll go take a look when the time comes." "The altar is not large, so you must be early, otherwise you may not have a place." Chen Qingfeng warned again. "Okay!" Han Xize agreed with a smile, and then asked casually, "Fellow Daoist Chen, are you familiar with Master Liu?" Chen Qingfeng invited him so enthusiastically to participate in the blessing activity that he almost suspected that he was someone close to Liu Shikai. As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Qingfeng looked at Han Xize speechlessly, "Fellow Daoist Han, I also want to get acquainted with Master Liu. In this way, maybe my future cultivation path will be smoother." Seeing the serious look in Chen Qingfeng's eyes, Han Xize knew better. "Why?" "Master Liu is a fortune teller. If I'm familiar with him, I can ask him to calculate the future situation for me. If it's dangerous, how to get through it..." Chen Qingfeng said a lot excitedly. Han Xize expressed his understanding. After all, no matter how bad Liu Shikai is, he still has some abilities, otherwise it would not be considered that his elder brother would be in danger in the near future. However, Han Xize still hesitated in his heart. He hesitated whether to tell Chen Qingfeng that there was something wrong with the blessing activity, and would Chen Qingfeng believe it? "Fellow Daoist Chen, actually I think..." However, before Han Xize could finish speaking, Chen Qingfeng was hurriedly pulled away by another cultivator. "Fellow Daoist Han, we will talk about it later." Han Xize: "..." Forget it, he felt that Chen Qingfeng wouldn't believe him if he said it. Anyway, everyone would know the truth on the day of the prayer.
March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.
