When Ke Tiandong saw the fourteen of them crowded into two windows, he coughed lightly and said, "Ahem... the window will be broken later, and the shopkeeper will ask you to compensate." Ye Feiran and his party were unmoved. At this moment, compensation or anything else was not important at all. Ke Tiandong's mouth twitched slightly, he was indeed deceived. After feeling depressed for a moment, he continued, "Can't you see the water mirror?" As soon as these words came out, Han Xize immediately turned around and asked, "Senior, do you have a water mirror?" Ke Tiandong nodded, "Yeah!" As soon as the words fell, Ye Feiran and his party quickly returned to the dining table and sat down. While tasting the food, they looked at the disciples of the major sects and forces in the fairy world, and looked for their relatives and friends. How beautiful! "Thank you, senior!" Ke Tiandong shook his head and laughed, then waved his hand, and a huge water mirror appeared in front of Ye Feiran and the others, and they could clearly see the Xuantian Immortal Sect's spaceship. "The monster kiln is divided into three areas, divided by high-level, intermediate and low-level monsters. You are divided into the low-level monster area. Under normal circumstances, the outer disciples of each major sect are divided into the intermediate monster area, and the inner disciples are divided into the high-level monster area. Of course, each major sect force will go to the high-level or mid-level monster area according to their own strength. Therefore, it is difficult for you to meet people from various major sects in the Monster Kiln, unless something special happens. " This is also the reason why most of the disciples from the major sects came to Red Moon City today, so that these fresh blood can witness their style and make better choices when the time comes. Ye Feiran blinked and asked, "Senior, will there be mid-level monsters and high-level monsters in the low-level monster area?" "It's possible, but rare. If it appears, the cultivators stationed at the Monster Kiln will immediately arrange for people to go there, so if you are unlucky and encounter it, don't worry too much." Ke Tiandong said. "Thank you, senior, for informing me." Coincidentally, at this time, the Xuantian Immortal Sect's spaceship stopped, and a peak Immortal Emperor monk with an immortal style was the first to appear in everyone's sight. "This is Immortal Lord Ke Duzhong, the leader of Xuantian Immortal Sect." Ke Tiandong introduced. Hearing this, Ye Feiran and the others looked surprised. It turned out to be the leader of a sect who personally led the team. It seemed that the fairy world paid great attention to the matter of the monster kiln. Immediately afterwards, another peak Immortal Emperor appeared, and behind him was a young female ghost cultivator. As soon as the female ghost Xiu appeared, the third team of Fengyun and Ye Han looked excited. "Axuan!" "It's A-Xuan!" Although Qian Mingzhu and the others were not familiar with Ye Feixuan, they were excited to see that they were acquainted with Team Fengyun Three. Ye Feiran looked at Ye Feixuan carefully. Her current cultivation level was also at the peak of an immortal. The next moment, she commanded the mutated nine-leaf red branch through her spiritual consciousness, "Little Mengzi, hurry up and find A-Xuan and briefly talk about our affairs." "okay!" The mutated nine-leaf red branch responded, and then in its transparent state, it flew like the wind to find Ye Feixuan. Ke Tiandong saw their reactions and asked quickly, "Do you know that female ghost cultivator?" The third team of Fengyun nodded in unison, and Ye Feiran even smiled and said, "She is my sister." As soon as these words came out, Ke Tiandong also remembered. Ye Feixuan and Ye Feiran, these names are indeed two sisters! . For a moment, he almost couldn't help but laugh out loud. His sister was in the Xuantian Immortal Sect, and there were other familiar people in the Xuantian Immortal Sect. Ye Feiran must be a disciple of their Xuantian Immortal Sect. "Ahem..." Ke Tiandong suppressed the excitement in his heart and continued to introduce, "The peak Immortal Emperor in front of Ye Feixuan is Wang Zezhi, the number one swordsman in the immortal world, and Ye Feixuan's master." Hearing this, everyone was envious of Ye Feixuan's luck, and then continued to witness the grace of the No. 1 Sword Immortal. biqubao.com Immediately afterwards, a group of senior officials of the Xuantian Immortal Sect descended from the spaceship one after another, followed more or less by relatively young disciples behind them. "These are usually their disciples, including direct disciples and registered disciples." Ke Tiandong explained. There weren't many people on this spaceship, so they all got off in a short while. At the same time, the mutated nine-leaf red branch also flew to Ye Feixuan's ear, and briefly told Ye Feixuan's situation in one breath. Hearing this, Ye Feixuan couldn't help but smile, which attracted the attention of others, especially the disciples beside her. It turns out that Ye Feixuan, this iceberg beauty, can also laugh! Wang Zezhi couldn't help but glance at her, because he always thought that this disciple was colder than him. After being happy, Ye Feixuan returned to her usual cold self. She actually wanted to see Ye Feiran, but the current situation did not allow it. "Ye Meng, tell Aran that we will see you in three years." "good!" The next spaceship still belonged to the Xuantian Immortal Sect. As soon as the spacecraft stabilized, a peak Immortal Emperor appeared first in everyone's sight. "This is the great elder of Xuantian Immortal Sect!" After the great elder of Xuantian Immortal Sect appeared, the cultivation levels of the cultivators behind him were uneven. "On board this spaceship are the inner disciples of the Xuantian Immortal Sect." Ye Feiran and the others watched intently as one practitioner after another stepped off the spacecraft. Suddenly, a cultivator appeared, making Ye Feiran and the others couldn't help but rub their eyes. "Is this Teacher Yan?" "Yeah, he's just much younger than before." "They have ascended. They are not too old in the fairy world, so naturally they cannot be the same as before." After Yan Zheng's figure appeared, Qin Qiu, Gu Wenhua, Xia Lingqing, Fang Tuo and Hua Moli also appeared one after another. They were all different from the appearance in Senluo Continent, all handsome men and beauties. "Ahhh...that's Master and they are really all in Xuantian Immortal Sect, that's great!" Ke Tiandong saw how excited they were and couldn't help but ask, "Do you know each other again?" "Yes, not only do we know each other, they are also our mentors and masters." Han Xize replied with a smile. Ke Tiandong: "!!!" Oops, steady. With so many acquaintances in the Xuantian Immortal Sect, there is a high probability that they will also join the Xuantian Immortal Sect. Hahaha... So what if the major sect forces pull out the monster kiln? The disciples who belong to their Xuantian Immortal Sect cannot be snatched away. Ye Feiran and Ye Han stood up excitedly when they saw Gongzang Jiangjun and his wife, Ye Yuheng and Gong Yufu, Zongzheng Moriji and his wife, Ye Long Zongzheng Yunyin and his wife, and Zongzheng Dingye. "Ran'er, my grandparents are also in the Xuantian Immortal Sect!" Ye Feiran smiled and nodded heavily, his eyes never leaving the water mirror in front of him. Yu Liuxia and others looked envious. When did they meet their relatives and clansmen? Hearing Ye Han's words, Ke Tiandong was surprised again, and then felt even happier. When the last disciple of the Xuantian Immortal Sect came out, Yu Liuxia and others all looked disappointed. Seeing this, Ye Han and Ye Feiran didn't know how to comfort them. Speaking at this time seemed a bit suspected of causing hatred. On board the last spaceship were the outer disciples of the Xuantian Immortal Sect. Lu Yingzhou saw two familiar figures with keen eyes, and his tone was a little unbelievable, "Are those Lu Ziheng and Shen Ke?"
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. ,,. ,.
