monk family

Chapter 2090 Goodbye
After Fu Zhihong left Honghuangshan, he went straight to Baizhou.

After Princess Baimeng was promoted to God Transformation, Baizhou restored 170 and two teleportation arrays. In just over two years, Baizhou has become a transit point for other states and counties, and there are countless monks teleporting to Baizhou every day.

Baizhou is no longer the weird city that you can only enter but cannot leave before, and with Princess Baimengchang, a cultivator who transforms God, sitting in town, the monks whose families were ruined after the war for a while chose to live and work in Baizhou in peace and contentment.

Baizhou was very lively day and night.

"Om~"

A halo of light flashed across.

In a long-distance teleportation array, eight figures appeared staggeringly in the Mangbai Hall, and Fu Zhihong was among them. The monk in charge of teleportation in the hall waved the whisk, and the teleportation tokens in the hands of the eight people instantly turned into a ray of light and fell into the opponent's sleeve. middle.

"Baizhou City is here, fellow Taoists, please go ahead."

The teleportation elder put away his whisk, closed his eyes and meditated again.

Fu Zhihong saluted, and after leaving the Mangbai Hall, he saw a circle of teleportation halls of different shapes on the left and right, and the hall was bustling with people coming and going.Most of the visiting monks were Jindan monks, and Nascent Soul monsters appeared from time to time, but they were all in a hurry and didn't stop much.

Step out of the gate of the teleportation palace group.

The buzzing sound came to my ears in an instant.

The bustling scene of Lane 180, Jiushi Street came into view instantly.

Fu Zhihong was quite shocked.

"It seems that our Fu family has to find a way to buy a shop in Baizhou City."

With such a dense flow of people, it is undoubtedly a commercial center whether it is collecting intelligence or buying and selling supplies.

Fu Zhihong walked down the stairs.

Immediately, three or five helpers greeted him.

One by one chattering, scrambling for the front and back:
"Senior, do you want to stay in the store or buy medicinal materials, it doesn't matter if you are..."

"Senior, I am the library that walks in Baizhou City. There are [-] stores in the entire Baizhou City. What are the origins of the stores inside?

"senior."

Noisy.

Fu Zhihong heard one head and two big ones.

His eyes fell on a thin figure squeezed behind the crowd and said:
"You will be my daily guide."

The rest of the people turned their heads and saw that the tomboy got the advantage, but they didn't say anything harsh, they turned their heads and greeted the rest of the guests.The tomboy walked up to Fu Zhihong a little flattered, and said with a happy face: "Senior, my name is Changle, and I am happy to serve you."

The tomboy Changle looked sick.

At first glance, he was seriously ill.

She quickly fumbled out a scroll from her sleeve and handed it to Fu Zhihong:
"Senior, this is the distribution map of Lane 180, Jiushi Street, Baizhou City. Whether you are passing by for a night or want to buy something, Changle will definitely help you."

The topographic map of Baizhou was drawn by Changle himself.

Every street, every alley and every shop above are marked with dense notes.

Fu Zhihong glanced at it.

The topographic map does not contain the palace of Princess Qilian.

He frowned, put the topographic map into his sleeve, flipped his right hand, ten spirit stones appeared in his palm and threw them to Changle:
"Do you know how to get to Qilian County Lord's Mansion?"

This statement came out.

Chang Le was stunned for a moment.

She boldly raised her head and glanced at Fu Zhihong, and said truthfully:
"Senior, the heirs of Princess Baimeng all live in Futian Palace. If they want to enter Futian Palace, they can only be introduced by the city lord. As for the location of Futian Palace, only the city lord knows."

"Thanks"

Fu Zhihong threw ten spirit stones to Changle, and strode towards Changming Street. The City Lord's Mansion was at the end of Changming Street, surrounded by a hundred-foot-high city wall, and a fortress was set up a hundred steps above the city wall. There are sixteen Jindan guards guarding it.

It is different from other streets and alleys full of people.

The city gate is sparsely populated.

There were only sixteen Jindan guards stationed motionless on both sides of the city gate.

"Who is coming?"

Fu Zhihong just stepped forward.

The guard immediately took a step forward and stopped them with one voice.

The auras of the sixteen Golden Cores in their later stages were superimposed together, and the spiritual pressure was overwhelming.

"Fu Zhihong, the fifth-rank Fu family in Mangzhou, please see the city lord."

Fu Zhihong showed his Phoenix waist badge.

After a guard took it, he threw it to the illusory realm at the gate of the city. A hazy white light lit up in the illusory realm, and a beam of red light fell on Phoenix's waist card. The waist card trembled slightly, and as the red light faded away, The Phoenix badge fell back into Fu Zhihong's hands.

The guard took a step back:
"Fellow Daoist Fu, go straight for a mile into the city, turn left, and wait in the Hall of Questions."

The words fall.

Another red light fell on Fu Zhihong from the fantasy realm above the city gate, and he scanned it carefully from head to toe, and then a corner gate of the city gate opened with a creak.

Fu Zhihong put away the phoenix waist card and entered through the corner gate. The whole city lord's mansion was quiet. There were only guards guarding the palaces, but few passers-by. He was given a wooden sign, but the number 76 was displayed on the wooden sign.

Then another servant led him through a long corridor and into a small courtyard with the word Shuanggui on the plaque:
"Fu Daoyou, you wait in the courtyard, and someone will come to guide you when it is your turn."

Enter the courtyard.

In an instant, a formation light curtain rose, but it was a formation that isolated the consciousness.

The little servant waited outside the gate of the courtyard, watching his nose and nose and heart.

Take a closer look.

Thousands of such small courtyards were laid out in the entire City Lord's Mansion.

Through the [-]th-floor courtyard, in a lobby deep in the mansion, hundreds of Golden Core cultivators were waiting neatly below, waiting for the sound of footsteps outside, and spread out to both sides one by one: "My lord."

A man in a black robe with a scar came slowly from outside the door.

If Fu Shishi was here, he would definitely recognize this person at a glance. This person is Feng Yu who is inseparable from the seventh son.

Feng Yu lazily leaned on the grand master's chair forged from Kuixiang wood.

There was a young girl standing on the left and right sides of him, but each young girl's cultivation was impressively at the level of a fake baby. The wonderful voice on the left said: "The meeting is starting now, all the managers please come forward and report."

The city lord and mansion lord change every 50 years.

The current city lord meets with the stewards every three years, and this is a good opportunity for all the stewards to sharpen their heads and claim credit in front of the city lord's mansion.

List one by one.

He took out the long jade slips and began to announce his achievements.

Feng Yu, the master of the city lord's mansion, was drowsy. He couldn't arouse the slightest interest in the whole process. He just waved his hand to signal Miaoyin Miaowu to deal with it. The whole meeting was long and dull.

The Minister of Foreign Affairs made a report on the four-color thunder disaster on Honghuang Mountain in Mangzhou.

the end.

Slowly said:
"I want to report to the city lord, the grandfather of Qi Xiuyuan, the man who crossed the prehistoric mountains, is already in the city. This time when he entered the city, he opened his mouth and asked to see Princess Qilian."

(End of this chapter)