"Should... be?" The group looked at the towering glacier and looked at each other.

The glacier reflects light in the sunlight, and the night has not retreated at this time, and the coldness is permeating near the glacier.

"Actually, someone took the lead, hehe." The leader's face showed a slight smile.

Immediately afterwards, with a thought, he probed the glacier more deeply, but his heart tightened.

"What an exquisite aura manipulation..."

"Such magical powers are by no means possible for ordinary divine infants."

"Existence at this level can't be a nameless person... Who is this person?"

"Hei Yelan, after arriving in Jiankang, go check to see if there are any great monks in the southeast who are good at using ice techniques."

"Yes, my subordinates obey." A slender masked woman immediately responded.

The leader nodded, and after a while, he sighed again.

"This time, it's really disturbing the situation, and even such a strong person has appeared..."

"Jiankang..." The leader frowned.

"Let's go, we can't miss this good show."

"The leader of the right way, the leader of the chaos in the southeast."

"He has to die, because Southeast Wanmin wants to live."

Chapter 381 Give you three days to organize your own funeral 4K

three days later.

On the banks of the Huai River, the water is rolling and the sails are stacked, creating a lively scene.

This tributary of the Lanjiang River flows through Jiankang City, bringing precious water sources for the people of Jiankang to live on.

Moreover, Jiankang is the center of the beam after all, and since he built a magic circle at the mouth of the Huai River, there are monks guarding it day and night to ensure that the low-level dragons and snakes in the Lanjiang River will not enter the city along the water flow.

Why are there only low-level dragons and snakes?

Because high-level dragons and snakes are not that stupid.

Moreover, Huai Shui seems to be unobstructed and can flow directly into Jiankang City, but in fact, it contains infinite murderous intentions.

If anyone really thinks they can follow the water into the city, they will soon experience despair.

Therefore, after taking a brief look at the terrain of Jiankang, Gu Qingan decided to use the normal method to infiltrate Jiankang City.

However, Gu Qing'an's body in this world is not a living body after all, and even if he tries hard to restrain the evil spirit, he can't completely cover it up.

Even if the Daliang Cultivation World does not discriminate against the strong ghouls, it will undoubtedly attract strong attention.

There are many strong people in Jiankang City. Gu Qingan, a zombie of unknown origin and powerful strength, is in the city, and I am afraid that it will not be long before he will be put under the spotlight and attract everyone's attention.

This is not a good thing for her.

Therefore, Gu Qingan still needs a layer of identity concealment.

This was easy for her.

"Senior Jiang, Jiankang is here..." A trembling hunched old man, with three or four young men and women and a dozen mortals, looked nervously at Jiang Yuning sitting on the carriage.

"Senior?" Jiang Yuning frowned, a little dissatisfied in his tone.

At this time, Jiang Yuning's dress has also changed a lot, wearing a black robe, with a shrunken big flag hanging around his waist, his face is pale, and there are heavy eye shadows at the corners of his eyes.

Under this dress, even if someone who knew 'Jiang Yuning' came to her, I'm afraid they wouldn't recognize her.

At the same time, behind her, there was a one-person ice coffin, which was really eye-catching.

In the ice coffin, the strong yin and evil energy fluctuates and diffuses, making people think of Jiang Yuning's identity as soon as they see it.

'The corpse cultivator. ’ It is one of the most active schools of cultivation in the Southern Border, and there are quite a few in Central Continent.

What Gu Qingan found was such a small corpse refining sect in the southeast, which he used to disguise.

"Ah, **** it, Elder Jiang." The old man hurriedly said with sweat on his forehead.

"Remember, I am a dedicated elder specially invited by your Moshuang Sect to keep the sect's residency qualification for you!"

"If I remember wrong, I don't mind changing sects."

"Yes! Yes! I will remember it later." The old man nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, which was quite funny.

Jiang Yuning nodded, "Well, let's go to the city."

At this time, a group of people was standing on the bank of Huai River, looking at the city gate in the distance, and the crowd of people in front of the city gate.

Most of these people are ordinary people, but there are also monks among them. They all come from various places to build health and participate in the grand event.

Oh, don't get me wrong.

They didn't have bad intentions like Gu Qing'an, and they were going to take advantage of the master to cross the calamity and plot against a wave of evil guests.

Even, they may not know the news that Zhengyi's main purpose is to cross the Tianshou Tribulation.

The level of the feathering cultivator is really far from them.

They are here to celebrate.

In another week, it will be the 60th birthday of Emperor Daliang Taihe.

This middle-aged emperor, who has been in charge of the government for seventeen years, is not diligent, but he has not made any big mistakes. He is a moderate and successful king.

Today, his 60th birthday is also very lively.

It's just... this birthday just happened to give many people the opportunity to join Jiankang.

Moreover, before the birthday, there will also be a fighting method conference.

This is also a customary rule. After all, Daliang is a unified country.

However, with so many sects, there will always be contradictions on a series of issues such as resource origin and sect residence.

The Doufa Conference in Jiankang is the plan used by Daliang to resolve conflicts in the spiritual world.

The rules implement the challenge system, which is quite complicated, but in the final analysis, it is still a sentence.

The strength is strong, the fist is hard, and you can take more.

If you want more resource origins, want more and more fertile spiritual fields, and want a sect station with more spiritual energy, it depends on your strength.

And what Gu Qingan found, this Moshuang Sect, is the kind of sect that used to be rich, but now its strength is declining, and it can no longer keep its own station and resources.

Even his own disciples were left with only two or three big cats and kittens, which was extremely miserable.

However, no matter what, Moshuang Sect is also one of the cultivation sects officially recognized by Daliang, so naturally there is no need to line up outside the city like mortals.

The convoy quickly entered Jiankang City and checked in in the hotel that had been booked. The old man ordered the mortal servants to unload the things in the carriage, and of course Jiang Yuning didn't need to do these chores.

Carrying the ice coffin on his back, he naturally found an upper room to rest.

Snapped.

The doors and windows were closed, and Jiang Yuning pinched a magic formula to isolate the inside and outside.

Then, as if she suddenly lifted a layer of burden, her whole body relaxed.

"Well..." Jiang Yuning threw himself on the bed at once, and the aura of 'evil Dao master' that was maintained all the time suddenly disappeared.

"I'm exhausted, woohoo..."

At this time, the ice coffin shook slightly and opened a hole.

Hearing this voice, Jiang Yuning's heart skipped a beat, and immediately sat upright in front of the ice coffin.

Then, Gu Qing'an's slender jade hand stretched out, pushed open the ice coffin, narrowed his eyes slightly, and stretched his waist, revealing a graceful body curve.

Kaka.

The crisp sound of bones came from her, Gu Qingan looked at Jiang Yuning sitting in front of the ice coffin, and laughed.

"Elder Jiang...how do you feel?"

Jiang Yuning was startled and smiled bitterly, "City Lord Bai, where do I have the strength to be an elder, it's all relying on you."

"Hee hee..." Gu Qingan smiled, walked out of the ice coffin, and pinched Jiang Yuning's face.

This is the method that Gu Qingan chose to mix into Jiankang City.

A single zombie is very abrupt, but zombies mixed in a corpse refining sect are not noticeable at all.

At this time, Jiang Yuning was taught by Gu Qingan a new breath-changing exercise, plus the blessing of the ghostly white bone flag after Gu Qingan changed his face with some spiritual things.

It seems that it is completely an evil cultivator in the spirit stage realm, and as we all know, corpse refining is always stronger than its master.

In the spirit stage realm, there is a corpse refining at the level of Jindan, which is very reasonable.

Even if someone senses that the aura in the ice coffin is unusual, they will understand it as the trump card of this ‘Elder Jiang’ and will not attract much attention.

However, right now.

There were shouts of scolding and the sound of horses' hooves from downstairs.

Jiang Yuning's face was full of astonishment, I'm already like this, how can anyone still come to the door?

"City Lord Bai, what should I do..."

Gu Qing'an raised his brows, and the corners of his mouth showed disdain, "I'm happy, someone is here to die."

She looked at Jiang Yuning with a wicked smile and said, "This is a good opportunity to make your reputation as an elder Jiang of Moshuang Sect, listen to me tell you the script..."

Meanwhile, downstairs.

A big man rode on horseback, and behind him were more than ten knights in uniform.

He looked at the Moshuang sect in front of him and sneered, "Moshuang sect? A **** sect that can't even keep the sect's station, what qualifications do you have to live here?!"

"Get out of here, we're here for Leihuotang!"

"This..." The rickety old man's heart trembled.

Although this Thunder Fire Hall was founded late, its strength is not weak at all. The big man in front of him is already a foundation-building cultivator that is no weaker than himself.

Not to mention that the more than ten knights behind him were all in the Qi refining period, and none of them were mortals.

However, at this time, the young woman behind the old man was filled with righteous indignation, with an angry expression on her face.

"Obviously we made a reservation a long time ago, are you trying to bully the small under the eyes of Zhengyi?"

"Why do you let us let us out of this hotel?!"

The young woman was so angry that Jiankang’s land was expensive, not to mention that now that the emperor’s birthday is approaching, the entire Jiankang hotel will be full.

They also booked the hotel in advance so that they could stay there as soon as they arrived.

If they let it go, the people of Moshuang Sect might go to camp outside the city.

In this way, Moshuangzong lost the last bit of reputation, so this woman was so excited.

The big man laughed, "Why? Let's see why?"

Seeing this, the rickety old man's eyelids jumped, and he quickly stepped forward to hold down his granddaughter.

"Linger, don't be impulsive."

"This lord is the little old man who taught his son Wufang..."

"Humph! It's late!"

Saying that, the big man's eyes flashed, and a fiery flame emerged from his body, like a halo, sweeping towards the Moshuang Sect.

"Not good!" The rickety old man's heart was beating wildly, with such a strong flame aura, the strength of this big man was still above his expectations.

He had to hurriedly use a magic formula, a black gas emerged from the eyebrows and spread out, trying to block the flames of the big man.

sizzle.

This black qi is the corpse evil accumulated in the body of the old man after refining the corpse for many years. There is a spell in the Moshuang sect that can store the corpse evil as a countermeasure.

However, the big man sneered when he saw the old man's response, and scattered a golden dust in his hand.

boom!

The dust was sprinkled into the flames, and in an instant, the flames skyrocketed, with a hint of sacredness to destroy evil.

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