Chapter 935 Taiyuan Huan Family

The location of Mixian Tower is a small Xiuxian City in Nanjun, controlled by the Taoist sect. After leaving the city, Ye Chunyang saw two figures waiting there from afar.

He glanced at them and found that the two were both cultivators in the early stage of Jindan, and the person they were waiting for was obviously Fatty Zhao.

"We are late, and we have kept you two seniors waiting for a long time."

Fatty Zhao landed in front of the two and bowed with a smile.

The two were a young woman in palace dress and an old man in Taoist robe holding a whisk. After Fatty Zhao and Ye Chunyang arrived, they looked them up and down, and their eyes were especially focused on Ye Chunyang.

Ye Chunyang looked indifferent, and did not emit any breath, just standing quietly among the few people.

"It doesn't matter, the two of us just met here. This is the guest Ye Daoyou invited by the owner of Zhao Tower recently, right? It is said that Daoyou beat Master Huangmei with one move, and I have heard of your great name for a long time." The old man waved the whisk in his hand and looked at Ye Chunyang with a slightly puzzled look.

On the other side, the young woman in palace dress also looked at Ye Chunyang with a strange expression, and seemed to be quite interested.

"Daoyou?"

Ye Chunyang was amused in his heart. A mere Jindan cultivator dared to call him his peer. He was simply ignorant of life and death. However, he did not reveal anything, and only looked at Fatty Zhao.

Fat Zhao hurriedly introduced: "These two are Madam Ming and Senior Hong. They do not belong to any sect. A few years ago, they were fortunate to be invited by me to serve as guests in the building. This time, they will go with us to the Huan family to attend the birthday banquet. Seniors, this is Senior Ye."

"So you are a casual cultivator. It is not easy to cultivate to this level." Ye Chunyang was a little surprised. Fatty Zhao himself was only in the late stage of magic power, but he could invite a Jindan cultivator to accompany him. It seems that he has some ability. If it were in Dongzhou and Beihuang, it would be something that you can't even think about.

But thinking about it, I feel relieved. No matter how high the talent of a casual cultivator is, he is still a casual cultivator after all. It is extremely difficult to improve without any resources. Although Fatty Zhao's cultivation is not high, he has the huge family business of Mixian Tower. I think these two people also saw this point and became guests here.

Moreover, you must have an invitation to attend the birthday banquet of the Huan family. The two must rely on the introduction of Fatty Zhao.

"Hehe, it seems that you have some complaints about casual cultivators from Daoyou. I wonder which sect you are from?"

Ye Chunyang said casually that it didn't matter, but the old man in Taoist robes was dissatisfied after hearing it. He rolled his eyes and said in a choking voice.

"Daoyou Hong may have misunderstood my meaning. Ye has no intention of looking down on casual cultivators. On the contrary, he has a lot of respect for the two of you. In fact, to be honest, Ye was also a casual cultivator in his early years, and he knows the matter best." Ye Chunyang said calmly.

"Daoyou Ye is also a casual cultivator?" The young lady of the palace master was even more curious.

Ye Chunyang smiled but said nothing.

Seeing him look arrogant, the old man in Taoist robes was very unhappy, but when he heard that the other party was also a Jindan cultivator, he didn't want to make too many enemies, so he immediately closed his mouth coldly.

When Fatty Zhao heard that Ye Chunyang called himself a casual cultivator, he was also a little surprised, but he quickly recovered. When he had contact with Ye Chunyang before, the other party seemed to be ignorant of the situation of Taiyuan Immortal Dynasty. It was obvious that he was either some hard-working cultivator in the mountains or an outsider who came to Taiyuan Immortal Dynasty from other places.

After a flash of thought in his mind, Fatty Zhao laughed a few times and said, "This time, the thousand-year-old birthday of the ancestor of the Huan family is a rare event in Nanjun. Cultivators from all sides will gather. Generally, such gatherings will spontaneously hold secret trading meetings. Why don't we rush there early? Maybe we will get something else?"

"That's right. I went there just for this matter." After Fatty Zhao changed the subject, the old man in Taoist robes finally eased a little. When she mentioned the secret trading meeting that would be held after the monks gathered, she couldn't help showing her excitement.

"In that case, let's set off now! Speaking of which, I also need some materials to refine magic weapons recently. Unfortunately, there is nothing I need in the Mixian Building, otherwise there would be no need to make this trip all the way!"

The young woman in palace dress made a gentle and pleasant voice, and glanced at Fatty Zhao while speaking, seeming a little dissatisfied.

Fatty Zhao laughed awkwardly twice and did not answer.

The young woman in palace dress did not say much immediately. After she finished speaking, she retracted her gaze and took the lead to fly into the distance.

A trace of expectation flashed in the eyes of the old man in Taoist robes, and he also soared into the sky.

"Senior Ye, let's go too!" Fatty Zhao smiled and said to Ye Chunyang.

Ye Chunyang nodded slightly, without saying a word, hanging behind the three people not far away, with a leisurely and indifferent look.

However, after listening to what Fatty Zhao said, Ye Chunyang became interested in the secret trading meeting held spontaneously by the cultivators. Generally speaking, it is easier for treasures to appear in private transactions between cultivators than in the open market like Mixian Building. After all, no matter who gets the treasure, they want to exchange it for something suitable for themselves. If they sell it to the market, they may only get a sum of spiritual stones. In comparison, private transactions are naturally more practical.

On the way here, Ye Chunyang had learned from Fatty Zhao that the Huan family was located in an ancient city called "Taiyuan" in Nanjun. It was not far from here, only a few thousand miles away. With their cultivation, they could reach it in half a day at most.

In fact, with Ye Chunyang's cultivation, he could cross such a distance in the blink of an eye, but in order to avoid unnecessary trouble after revealing his cultivation, he did not use his magical powers, but just followed slowly.

However, after arriving at Taiyuan City, Ye Chunyang couldn't help but be surprised.

Taiyuan is called a city, but its area is as large as a small country. There are countless tall towers in the city, which are luxuriously built. There are also countless cultivators flying in and out, making it extremely lively.

As soon as the group landed outside the city, several guards in the foundation-building stage came to greet them. Seeing the cultivation level of the old man in Taoist robes and the young woman in palace dress in the Jindan stage, they immediately saluted respectfully: "May I ask where you seniors are from? Do you have an invitation to the birthday banquet?"

"Here is the invitation. I am Zhao Tong from Mixian Tower. These people are guests of this building. You can go and tell them!" Fatty Zhao took out the invitation and threw it to the two guards.

The two checked it and took out a sound transmission note from their sleeves after confirming that it was correct. They quickly said a few words inside and released it into the city, and then returned the invitation to Fatty Zhao.

"The four seniors have come from afar. We have arranged accommodation for them in the city. Please stay here. We will invite you to the birthday party in two days." A guard said with a fist, and invited the four people into the city.

"Why, isn't today the birthday of the ancestor of the Huan family?" After crossing the city gate, Ye Chunyang looked around and asked Fatty Zhao.

"Oh, I was indeed negligent in this matter. I failed to explain it to the seniors in time. The birthday of the ancestor of the Huan family is indeed two days away. However, for such a grand event, cultivators from all sides will naturally come earlier, and they can also hold a secret transaction meeting before the birthday banquet." Fatty Zhao slapped his head and showed an embarrassed expression.

"Will the secret transaction meeting be hosted by the people of the Huan family?" Ye Chunyang asked again.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Ye, you don't know this. The so-called secret trading meeting may not be open to the public. Some of the treasures may be obtained through some special channels. Therefore, when exchanging, all the cultivators participating in the secret meeting will cast a spell to hide their identities. The Huan family only acquiesces to this, but will not show up in person." A soft laugh came from the side, and the young woman in palace dress smiled at Ye Chunyang.

"So that's it." Ye Chunyang nodded, and suddenly understood.

At this moment, a shocking rainbow flew through the air. It turned out to be a colorful long chariot with more than ten cultivators standing on it. The strong momentum made the pedestrians around avoid it.

Feeling the strong wind coming, Ye Chunyang's eyes flashed a hint of coldness, and he moved his mind to dissolve the strong wind silently.

The Taoist robe old man and the young woman in palace dress changed their faces slightly after the strong wind swept over, and they hurriedly cast a spell to stabilize their bodies. Fatty Zhao was in a bad situation. He was not good enough to be swept by the wind. He felt stars in his eyes, as if he was drunk. It took him a long time to turn around.

The colorful chariot was also very arrogant. It seemed to ignore the anger of others and went straight to somewhere inside the city gate.

But just as it passed over the heads of Ye Chunyang and his party, the chariot suddenly paused, and a light exclamation came from it. Then a figure in front turned around and looked at the four people.

It was a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a Tibetan robe, with a goatee on his chin, and his narrow eyes flashed with a bit of coldness, staring at Fatty Zhao and constantly looking at him.

Seeing the other party stop suddenly, Fatty Zhao was full of doubts. Just as he looked up and looked at the other party, a strong spiritual pressure suddenly came from the other party, pressing him to the ground. At the same time, a sinister low laugh came: "I was wondering who looked so familiar, it turned out to be you, Fatty Zhao, how come even you, the owner of the small Mixian Tower, came here to join in the fun?"

"Senior is..."

Fat Zhao was shocked. The other party turned out to be a great cultivator in the late stage of Jindan.

"I am Luo Changgong of Xu Cang Sect. Well, you may not recognize me, but you must know my junior brother Master Huangmei, right?" The Taoist priest with a goat beard smiled and looked at Fatty Zhao with a cold and sharp look.

"You are Master Huangmei's senior brother!" Fatty Zhao subconsciously glanced at Ye Chunyang beside him and felt that something was wrong.

"Yes, a few days ago, my junior brother went to your Mixian Building, and he was almost disabled after returning. I heard that it was a guest official in your building who did it. Is this true?" The Taoist priest with a goat beard glanced at Ye Chunyang and others.

"This..." Fatty Zhao trembled and groaned in his heart.

The Taoist priest with a goat beard ignored him. After glancing at Ye Chunyang and others, he said indifferently: "Well, I won't make it difficult for you. Who is the guest official who injured my junior brother? Let him stand up, and I will have a chat with him personally to see who gave him the courage to hurt people from my Xu Cang Sect like this?"