Immortal Venerable Qing Leng, he is planted again

The hustle and bustle of the capital did not subside until late at night, as if in an instant, there were only three or two pedestrians left on the wide long street.Without the laughter and laughter before, even the shadow began to become lonely under the warm yellow candlelight.

Yan Yun wandered aimlessly, and finally stopped at Lanyue Inn.

In fact, he fell asleep for three days before waking up, and he didn't feel sleepy at all right now.However, the disciples of the Qingyun Sect patrolling the city seemed to be eyeing him. Although he had concealed his demonic energy when he entered the city, and ensured that the paper butterfly would not be able to detect it, he wandered around half of the city by himself and still hadn't settled down. Somewhat strange.

The night was dark, and the previous hustle and bustle disappeared in Lanyue Inn. The bright lobby was empty. When Yan Yun entered, the shopkeeper even dozed off behind the desk.

As the best inn in Qudu, the first choice for visitors from Xianmen, it stands to reason that there should be no vacancies at this time.Yan Yun originally planned to try his luck, but he didn't expect that there was still an upper room left on the northernmost side of the second floor.

Feng Qingyao had withdrawn from the room, and because she was underestimated by Chi Yuan, the more she thought about it, the more she couldn't sit still, so she checked out and returned to Qing Yunzong, thinking about going back to check his identity.

There are not many such young immortals who can claim to be themselves, and they must be on the invitation list. Although I don't know why they didn't go directly to Wangqiu Mountain to rest, it shouldn't be difficult to find out.

Of course, Yan Yun would not know about this.

After getting the key from the shopkeeper, Yan Yun went upstairs and entered the room, then took out the altar wine from the mustard seeds, sat on the window and drank it.

The name of this wine is Shuangyue, and it was a gift from the Jiuxian when he went to Yaoshan before. It is strong and mellow in the mouth, and then it is as cool as frost.He drank one sip at a time, and the moonlight shone brightly on his slightly flushed face, making him even more beautiful.

"I don't know if A Yuan has gone back." Yan Yun raised his head and took a sip of wine, and when he looked up at the full moon in the sky, he thought of A Yuan for no reason.

He remembered that he used to be very lively when he was a teenager, and he would always take him out for a stroll during festivals, with obvious joy on his face.Why now...Yan Yun shook his head with a wry smile at the thought of this, not to mention the holidays, I'm afraid it's the [-]th birthday of Master Feng Yue, and he wouldn't come with his cold and indifferent temperament.

But it's fine if you don't come, Yan Yun continued to drink, for some reason, he always felt that Feng Yue's birthday banquet was a little strange.

The reason for the strangeness is also very simple. As far as he knows, Master Feng Yue has actually been in seclusion all year round. She has a flat temper and has never held such a high-profile birthday party before.Now that she suddenly left the gate without saying anything, she even sent out famous posts to invite all the immortal sects to the banquet. Others may think it's nothing, but in his opinion, this timing seems to be too coincidental.

It just so happened that he wanted to find Shuchen, so he might as well join in the fun.Yan Yun flew down the window sill and walked towards the bed with blushing cheeks.The wine brewed by the Jiuxian is really unusual, I thought the wine was as light as the name, and as light as frost, but I didn't expect that he would be a little drunk even if the stamina came up.

When he woke up again, it was already the morning of the second day.

In the inn, those immortals who participated in Feng Yuezhen's birthday banquet had already left.Yan Yun finished washing in a leisurely manner, went downstairs and checked out the room, and then walked leisurely to the outskirts of the city.

Because he showed up at the Tianjie Conference before, in order to avoid unnecessary troubles, Yan Yun changed his appearance with magic, and changed into an unremarkable black robe before entering Wangqiu Mountain with the map of mountains and rivers.

Wangqiu Mountain was bustling right now, and there were already many people sitting in the main hall, who seemed to be discussing or exchanging greetings, their voices were so mixed that it was difficult to distinguish them from the outside.

Yan Yun followed the voice into the hall, and when he arrived at the door of the hall, the people inside subconsciously looked sideways. Seeing his appearance and clothes, he took it for granted that he was a member of a small sect, looked at him and continued talking.

The main hall is very large, Yan Yun casually found a table and sat there, then leisurely drank tea, and casually glanced at the others.

There were much more people coming to this banquet than the previous Heavenly Tribulation Conference. About a hundred tables were set up from the middle to both sides of the entire hall, and most of the seats were already occupied.The main seat of Daoist Feng Yue on the top was still vacant, so everyone was drinking tea and chatting, exchanging greetings with due courtesy.

Shuchen was not there, and Chonghua was not seen, so he presumably was still resting in the guest room.Yan Yun was not in a hurry, and enjoyed watching the excitement while drinking tea.

After a while, the greetings that should have been exchanged were all over. I don't know who mentioned the matter of 'Yan City', which instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"It is said that the formation in Yancheng was laid by Jin Ye, not to mention the people who slaughtered the whole city, even the souls, alas..." He couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, his expression became indignant: "That Jin Ye is really cruel."

When the other people heard the words, their expressions that were relaxed just now became serious in an instant.After all, since the great war 3000 years ago, even if there were occasional demons, they were never as cruel as Yancheng.

"Yes, I heard that he was seriously injured when he was expelled from Taihua Mountain, and he was dying. No one thought that he was still alive and could cast such a large array of forbidden techniques."

As soon as this remark came out, other people echoed it one after another, obviously very surprised.Yan Yun also nodded silently, in fact, he also thought that Jin Ye had died long ago.

"It is said that there is an evil god behind him. I don't know if it is true or not." Someone suddenly said, with a very heavy tone: "If it is true, then the prophecy of Taixuan Mountain..."

He didn't finish his words, but the others reacted instantly, and then they all fell silent tacitly.

"Fortunately, Immortal Ming Wu is here." Someone said after a while, he seemed to want to appease everyone, and said with a smile: "This time the formation in Yancheng was broken by Immortal Ming Wu, and those souls were also saved. .”

It's just that as soon as his words fell, another person blurted out: "Didn't you say that those souls were saved by the demon king Yan Yun?"

Unexpectedly, he could still hear his name at the banquet at Xianmen, Yan Yun paused when he added tea, and raised his eyes to look at the person who spoke.Sure enough, just as he imagined, he was a young disciple who didn't know what to say and what not to say.

There was a moment of silence in the hall, and many people frowned subconsciously.The disciple was at a loss, thinking that his words were not convincing, and continued:

"The Immortal Master Ming Wu said this himself, and he also said that Jin Ye was responsible for the killing of dozens of disciples in Taihua Mountain 800 years ago, and the demon master Yan Yun was blamed."

In fact, the truth of 800 years ago was clarified with all the immortal sects after Daoist Lingxu returned to Taihua Mountain, but everyone tacitly didn't say it.

Who would have thought that a junior who came out of nowhere would say it on the spot, and the others would agree or ignore it, so they could only make a few perfunctory sentences with a haha, and quickly skip the topic.

Only Yan Yun stared blankly at the teacup in front of him, feeling an indescribable emotion spreading in his heart.

Those in the fairy sect would not care about a demon's reputation or being framed by Jin Ye. In fact, he could also guess that the real Lingxu knew it but didn't speak up, so he didn't care.Yan Cheng entered the battle with his soul to save those souls, no one will know except those in the battle.

He didn't know how that disciple knew about it, he only knew that no one would speak for him except Ah Yuan.

Yan Yun suddenly felt a little stuck in his heart, he quietly left the hall, and walked aimlessly back along the pavilion corridor.

A Yuan, he whispered in his heart, inexplicably wanted to leave here to find him, but at this moment, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

Special dust?Yan Yun looked up at the gazebo ahead, and saw Shuchen, the disciple of Wanfozong, wearing a moon-white cassock, standing with his back facing him, as if he was talking to someone.

Now that you have found someone, give him the resentful soul before going to A Yuan.Thinking so, Yan Yun quickly walked forward, but when he reached the gazebo, he froze in place.

Because of the obstruction of the pavilion pillars, he only knew that Shuchen was talking with someone, but he never thought that the man in white clothes and black hair, as cold as pines and cypresses in the snow, was exactly the person he wanted to see.

"A Yuan..."

The author says:

Yan Yun: Eat melons and eat myself, tsk...

There is another update tonight, Gu Gu Gu Gu~