Chapter 207 Goodbye Hong Qing
After the mirror inspection, Yang Tianyou and the two successfully entered Yunxia City.
As far as the eye can see, the crowds are flowing like a river, and the various buildings lined up on both sides are dazzling, and the atmosphere of the world of mortals hits your face.
In a daze, Yang Tianyou seemed to feel that there was an invisible shackle slowly being placed on his head, and the spiritual power in his body gradually became turbid.
"Is this the obsession with the world of mortals?" Yang Tianyou didn't pay attention to this change. Instead, he walked and studied it with great interest.
In the eyes of immortal cultivators, the world of mortals is like a cluster of flowers, and the random flowers are gradually charming the eyes. Immortal cultivators who have lived in the world of mortals for a long time will gradually have their own paths covered with dust.
Of course, if your character and cultivation are strong enough to enter and emerge from the world, you will also get great benefits. This is called "refining the heart in the world of mortals."
The world of mortals confuses the heart, and the world of mortals refines the heart. The difference between one word and the other is a world of difference.
After studying for a while, Yang Tianyou had a thought in his mind, and with his sword intent, he suddenly wiped out all the turbid worldly energy in his body.
"Brother Fifteen, the worldly atmosphere in Yunxia City is too thick. You and I should not stay here for too long and enter the central area as soon as possible."
Yang Tianyou reminded him that he was naturally not afraid of the turbid auras of the mortal world. The Taibai Sword Intent was enough to kill these auras, but Yang Tianwang was different. If the Qi Practitioner stayed here for a long time, it would still have a certain impact.
"Okay, I'll listen to you!" Yang Tianwang responded without hesitation.
The two quickened their pace and walked through more than a dozen streets to the central area.
The central area of each city is a gathering place for immortal cultivators. Special formations are arranged here and will not be affected by the turbid atmosphere of the world of mortals.
Entering the central area, a completely different scene from before comes into view.
If we say that the outer city is bustling with people, there are daily necessities such as firewood, rice, oil and salt.
The central area is free and leisurely, carefree and indifferent.
Of course, if you look at it in essence, there doesn't seem to be much difference between immortal cultivators and mortals. It's just the difference in the strength of their control.
After all, they are both, full of joy, anger, sorrow, worry, and fear.
Even if the path and interests are really involved, immortal cultivators are much more ruthless and cunning than ordinary people.
Without hesitation, Yang Tianyou quickly found an exquisite attic according to the address given by his uncle Yang Qiongye.
Rejecting the waiter's guidance, the two went straight to a room deep on the second floor.
A finger gently knocked on the door, and a rhythmic sound sounded, which seemed to contain some kind of message.
After a while, the door opened, and a strange figure came into view.
"Come in!" This was the voice of twelfth uncle Yang Qiongchuan.
Entering the door, Yang Qiongye, disguised as a fat old man, was sitting at the table, joking with a young man of about thirty years old, with a dignified and heroic appearance.
After seeing Yang Tianyou, Hong Qing was stunned, but the familiarity in his heart made him quickly recognize Yang Tianyou.
With an excited look on his face, Hong Qing hurriedly stood up, bowed and said, "Hong Qing has met his benefactor."
"Haha, Brother Hong, don't mention the title of benefactor again. You have helped my Yang family a lot this time. The two are offset. You don't owe me anything." Yang Tianyou smiled heartily and waved his hand.
Seeing that Hong Qing wanted to say more, Yang Tianyou added, "How about we treat each other as brothers from now on?"
Hearing this, Hong Qing said nothing more and saluted again, "So, Hong Qing has met Brother Yang."
"Tianyou, you talk to Senior Hong, while Qiongchuan and I go out for a walk." Yang Qiongye smiled slightly, stood up, and led Yang Qiongchuan out of the room.
"I haven't congratulated Brother Hong for breaking through the foundation building. It's really gratifying."
"Brother Yang is joking. If it weren't for your guidance and help me obtain a large number of spiritual objects that day, I wouldn't have been able to get ahead so quickly. Let alone building foundations, it's not certain whether I could survive the cold wave."
Hong Qing looked sad. He always believed that meeting Yang Tianyou was the biggest turning point in his life.
"Okay, let's not talk about it. Brother Hong, how did that matter go?" Yang Tianyou asked.
Hong Qing smiled confidently, "Of course I will live up to Brother Yang's trust. In three hours, you will follow me directly into the Feizhou Cabinet and settle down first. The Zhao family will not be able to board the Feizhou until three days later. You will go up in advance, and with the cabinet formation With the protection, they won’t be able to detect you at all.”
"What is this cabinet?"
"It is a place specially designed for my Yunxia Sect disciples to rest." Hong Qing explained.
"Then will your senior brothers have any objections to this? Let's do this. Brother Hong, you can take this spiritual stone and do some ups and downs. I don't want to embarrass Brother Hong because of this matter."
Yang Tianyou handed over a storage bag with a sincere expression.
Unexpectedly, when Hong Qing saw this, he quickly waved his hand, "This matter is for me to repay Brother Yang's kindness. Even if it is to take care of things, I should provide the spirit stone. How can I let Brother Yang spend money? I can't do it, I can't do it."
"Brother Hong, what did you say? It hasn't been long since you broke through the Foundation Establishment. Now is the time when we are in urgent need of resources for cultivating immortals. Brother, how can I let you make things worse? Isn't this adding trouble to my heart?" Yang Tianyou's face tightened, pretending to be angry. .
"This...if that's the case, then I'll accept it shamelessly." Hong Qing couldn't resist Yang Tianyou, smiled bitterly, and put away the storage bag.
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Three hours later, Hong Qing took brothers Yang Tianyou and Yang Tianwang out of the attic and headed east, where the Yunxia Sect's inter-county flying boat was docked.
Uncle Yang Qiongye and twelfth uncle Yang Qiongchuan did not participate in this operation. With each additional person, if there is really danger, it will be more difficult to escape.
On the completely white square, a cloud-white flying boat of a hundred feet in size was parked.
The flying boat is streamlined, with patches of beautiful clouds carved on its surface. It is not only a decoration, but also a means of assisting flight.
Compared with the iron-blooded flying boat of Luochuan Sect, this flying boat has a softer temperament and a more delicate body shape.
Following Hong Qing, several people came to the entrance of Feizhou, where two Yunxia Sect disciples were guarding, both of whom were Qi practitioners.
After seeing Hong Qing, the two disciples hurriedly saluted, "I've met Uncle Hong."
"Yes!" Hong Qing smiled lightly, nodded, and entered the flying boat without stopping at all.
Behind him, Yang Tianyou and Yang Tianwang also followed his example and entered the flying boat.
When the two Yunxia Sect disciples saw this scene, they looked at their noses and mouths without saying a word.
The cross-county flying boat is very large and quite spacious inside. In addition to the rooms for the monks to rest, there are also several halls where fruits, drinks, and exotic flowers and plants are placed.
Several people quickly arrived at Hong Qing's room. The space was not small, with several feet in length and width, and all kinds of facilities. It was not crowded for ten people, let alone one person.
