Eternal Gate

"Xiyue of Yuxinfeng, Qingyao of Luoxiafeng, Lin Xie of Tianjifeng." Old Xuanshan took a sip of wine, squeaked, and then added, "You... are the fourth ."

Zhao Yun was silent and couldn't help but glanced at the other side. He seemed to be able to see Youlan's back across the rows of bookshelves. Xiyue in the old crossing of Xuanshan, who was the pseudonym of Youlan in Tianzong, would actually inquire about his mother. Lin Xie and Qing Yao were also asking about it because of their previous friendship?

"Furong is not an ordinary person, so it's better to ask her less." Old Xuanshan said leisurely.

"Then, where is she locked up?" Zhao Yun asked deliberately or unintentionally while flipping through the ancient book. It seemed that he didn't care, but in fact he cared very much, but he was afraid that the old way would see the clues.

"Ghost knows." Old Xuan Shan shrugged and turned away.

Zhao Yun was silent again, and once again doubted.

What secrets his mother was involved in, even the place where she was imprisoned was highly classified, and the elders at the top of the ground such as Chen Xuan and Xuanshan Lao Dao didn't even know.

But thinking about it, it's not surprising.

Ziyihou is the commander of the emperor's shadow guard. He only listens to the emperor's orders. If he wants to hide this matter, even the head of Tianzong has no right to intervene. At this moment, even if he asks the head of Yang Xuanzong, the other party probably doesn't know.

"Where is it?" Zhao Yun muttered.

It took a long time for him to collect his thoughts, and it was useless to ask more. Even if he knew where his mother was locked up, he couldn't get in. For fear that he could not see her, he was killed hundreds of times.

Therefore, in a world where strength is respected, you have to speak with your fists.

Thinking of this, he put down the ancient book and left silently.

The most important thing is to improve the strength.

Not even the Xuanyang realm, how to save the mother, how to avenge blood.

He is too weak to shake a behemoth.

After leaving the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he went straight to the time-honored brand.

When I hit a long distance, I saw a beautiful figure approaching.

Nai Liu Ruyue, who came from a time-honored brand, looks at this direction, it should be to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

"Have you seen me somewhere?"

"Have never seen it before."

With a simple dialogue, the two passed by.

She asked indifferently, but he answered plainly.

Earlier, whether it was ignorant of the world, or extremely angry, the cause and effect of the two of them, as early as in the forest of phantom mist, had already understood that saving her life was to steal the favor.

That's right, he regards stealing the beam and changing the pillar as a kindness. If it were not for Liu Ruyue to push Liu Ruxin onto the sedan chair, there would be no ninth blessing to awaken the Moon God, let alone him today.

Zhao Yun drifted away.

Liu Ruyue looked back for a moment, her pretty eyebrows frowning. She is the proud girl of heaven. She is used to being aloof and can't stand the indifference of others the most. The little Wu Xiu who came through the back door defeated the three Xuanyang realms. Knowing that the sky is high and thick, it seems that the world is invincible.

But in her opinion, one hand is enough to solve the person named Ji Hen.

When she closed her eyes, she entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion like a ray of wind.

"Girl, your master is okay." Seeing Liu Ruyue, Xuan Shan Lao Dao smiled.

"All good, Uncle Xie missed it." Liu Ruyue smiled and walked in gently.

"It should be in the top ten, maybe even in the top five." Looking at Liu Ruyue's back, Xuanshan Lao Dao stroked his beard, still optimistic about the body of the heavenly spirit, these new disciples, on their background, The body of the heavenly spirit is still among the best. Naturally, it is incomparable with Chu Wushuang. People surnamed Chu are all evildoers, such as the Chiyan female commander and the ancestor of the Chu family.

Seeing Liu Ruyue coming in, Youlan turned her head for a moment.

In the depths of her beautiful eyes, there was a trace of killing intent.

Assassinating the body of the heavenly spirit is also one of her tasks for entering the heavenly sect.

Now it seems that this task seems a bit daunting.

In the face-to-face battle, she really couldn't beat Liu Ruyue.

"coming?"

"coming."

"You come here."

Zhao Yun has become a time-honored brand, and he was dragged by Chen Xuan after he said hello.

The old man blew his beard and stared, and his face was dark.

Yesterday, when I studied the Chungong Tu, I was beaten to death by Yunyan, and I had to find someone to vent my anger.

"It's as if you haven't been beaten."

Zhao Yun touched his face, still hurting thinking about it at the moment.

After all, it was worse than Chen Xuan's old man, hanging on the tree all day and night.

"What about the goods?" Chen Xuan stroked his beard.

"Where's the money?" Zhao Yun answered casually.

This one is old and young, and he is knowledgeable in speaking. He is obviously buying and selling Chungong Tu, and he looks like a gang deal. The disciple who listened to passing by, scratched his head for a while, what? New year?

"It's all here." Zhao Yun took out a bunch of scrolls. The ones he studied yesterday were confiscated by Yunyan. He still has collections, so if you don't take out all of it, you will lose a lot.

"Russ can be taught." Old Chen Xuan slid a stack of silver bills and collected a pile of scrolls, a whole set of actions, nothing to say, tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

Zhao Yun has walked in, picking and choosing on the shelf.

"The battle in Yanwutai has made a lot of money!"

Like yesterday, Chen Xuan followed Zhao Yun with a hip flask.

You have to keep an eye on Zhao Yun, this guy has the potential to be a thief.

"Small trouble."

Zhao Yun took a Lingzhu, looked at it and looked at it, speaking casually. Chen Xuan's eyes squinted for a while, and 600,000 taels of silver bills were a little bit of trouble for you.

"Old man, there is Ushatie."

Zhao Yun asked, come here with the Wusha iron, the main material for casting crossbows and ballistas. It will be opened in large quantities and the materials must be sufficient.

"I have everything." Old Chen Xuan yawned, "One thousand two a catty."

"How cheap is it?"

"Above hundred catties, count you 800 taels."

"Go!" Zhao Yun also simply stuffed 300,000 taels.

"It's not the same when you have money." Chen Xuan grinned and muttered to himself, this kid, how can I buy strange things? Yesterday it was a flying needle and I asked for several hundred jin. Today it is Wushatie. The purchase is 300,000 yuan, this object seems to be indifferent to martial arts!

"Wait."

Old Chen Xuan had light legs, turned around and went in. It was another big deal.

Zhao Yun was not idle, he was still picking and picking on the shelves, and he was picking up the Lord of the Rings, specializing in the inconspicuous and not cheap ones. According to him, buying so many things from you. I have to give some gifts, don't bother you, I'll pick it myself.

If the Moon God is awake, he will be extremely relieved.

Besides, my disciple doesn't have the potential to be a thief, he is self-taught.

Old Chen Xuan is going fast, and coming is fast. The 300,000 Wushatie was put into the one-time storage charm. According to him, this storage charm will be given to you by the old man. .

Zhao Yun took a look, and put it in his arms, "You have a secret book."

"Swordsmanship, palms, boxing...there are everything." Old Chen Xuan said, and looked around on the shelf again. Is there something missing? Those bottles of pills are gone. ?

"Don't need these, but there are cheats like the eyes of the sky." Zhao Yun asked.

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There are chapters to come later.