After breaking off the engagement with Long Aotian

Xianlin Inn is located in the central area of ​​Tianshui City, two streets away from bustling shops such as Tianbao Pavilion.

As soon as you enter the backyard, you will see clear springs and waterfalls, the upside-down Milky Way, green mountains, pine trees and cranes, pavilions, and flat-leaf flying boats, shuttling through the spiritual energy that is so rich that it almost condenses into mist.

It is worthy of being the largest inn in Tianshui City.

"Is the spiritual stone worth spending?" Shao Yin turned her head and asked, "We can live in a place with rich spiritual energy and safety like this for three months."

Elder Jin didn't want to pay attention to her.

But it must be said that the environment of Xianlin Inn is very good. Before he retired, he had never lived in an inn of this size.

"Fairy, please come this way." A spirit crane spread its wings and flew over. It recognized the VIP card in Shao Yin's hand, squatted down with its slender legs, and motioned for the two to ride on its back.

Shao Yin took the lead.

Elder Jin then boarded the spiritual crane.

Xianlin Inn is not big, but its exquisite and rich structure makes it very ornamental. The crane circled in the air, and the two of them had already formed a bird's-eye view of the inn in their minds.

After the spirit crane stopped and dropped the two people off in front of a separate small building, Shao Yin said to Elder Jin, "Take a break, shall we go eat?"

"Yeah." It would be a waste not to eat it. They are entitled to it as they received the treatment in exchange for five million spirit stones.

The two of them walked up the white jade steps and entered the small building.

The carved window was half open, letting in bright but not glaring light. The shark gauze curtains fluttered in the wind. A simple big bed was placed against the wall. In the corner, a scent of refreshing incense was burning, curling up.

"What a great business man." Shao Yin walked to the round table and picked up the beautifully printed booklet on it. It contained the latest products launched by Tianbao Pavilion this month, including elixirs, magic weapons and weapons.

If you want to read the previous books, there are instructions. The jade slips are neatly arranged in the secret compartment.

Shao Yin picked one up and flipped through it with interest, and found that this jade slip was updated frequently, and the treasures that had been sold would be displayed as sold out.

Elder Jin was not in the mood for this. He walked to the window and looked outside.

"There are some disciples from some big sects." After a while, he said, "Be careful and don't offend them."

Although the elders leading these sect disciples are not more powerful than him, the other side has more people!

Elder Jin doesn't have the hobby of fighting multiple opponents at once, he values ​​his life.

"I see. Am I the kind of person who stirs up trouble? Senior brother, you underestimate me too much." Shao Yin said.

She was told every other day. Has she ever gotten into trouble?!
Elder Jin snorted, "You'd better do so."

After a short rest, the two of them left the small building, summoned a white crane, and flew to the front hall.

Elder Jin hasn't been out and about for many years. He really wants to know some news about the current cultivation world so as to avoid being behind the times and misleading others and himself.

Shao Yin was the same as him. Although she was a transmigrator in a book, she only knew the general plot and didn't understand any of the details.

The two sat down in the hall, ordered their food, and then let go of their five senses to inquire about the news.

No one would tell secrets here, as the hall was a place for monks from all sides to exchange information.

"I have news about the Black Gold Stone. Is there anyone willing to go with me? The location is the Forbidden Sun Forest."

"I discovered the remains of a secret place. Phoenix Feather is just the most insignificant spiritual herb. I am calling for five people. Is there anyone who wants to sign up?"

Near the door, someone was even shouting for help.

Shao Yin listened curiously, and heard Elder Jin snort with disdain: "Shameless scum."

"Why do you say that, Senior Brother?" She looked away and asked.

Elder Jin glanced at the door and said, "Phoenix Feather is now sold for 200,000 spirit stones, but he said that Phoenix Feather is everywhere. If there really is such a secret realm, how could they get it?"

In the world of cultivation, great resources are always in the hands of sects and families, without exception.

This monk was shouting so loudly, not afraid of being discovered by others at all. There was only one possibility, that the news was false and it was a scam.

——Originally there was no treasure in this barren land, but as more monks went there, treasures naturally appeared.

"Senior brother is wise." Shao Yin immediately flattered.

She felt a little regretful. If she were alone, she would have decided to kill the pig.

In the huge living room, there were more than a hundred monks sitting and chatting with each other. The noisy voices were mixed with information that was difficult to distinguish between true and false.

There is a secret realm about to be opened somewhere.

There are magical herbs that are about to mature.

There were high-level monsters injured everywhere, and there were several cubs in the den.

A certain sect recruited many disciples this year, a certain sect gained nothing, a certain sect was involved in a scandal, and its disciples killed innocent people indiscriminately.

In addition to some idle gossip, Shao Yin and Elder Jin also learned some useful information.

For example, in the second-rate sect Zixiao Palace, a cultivator broke through to the Tribulation Period. It has been hundreds of years since we have heard such big news.

Many people were envious, as this meant that Zixiao Palace would be promoted to a first-class sect. The promotion of a sect's rank usually meant more than just a title, it also meant a redistribution of resources, and all the disciples of Zixiao Palace would be blessed.

"Noisy." Suddenly, a cold and arrogant snort came from the door.

When everyone looked over, they saw a group of disciples wearing black and gold robes, shining brightly, walking in from the door.

Someone recognized the markings on their bodies and whispered, "They are from Zixiao Palace!"

Wow. Isn't this a coincidence?
The cultivator from Zixiao Palace, perhaps because he heard everyone’s discussion, walked inside with his chin raised proudly.

There were so many of them that they couldn't fit at one table, so they set their sights on the table next to the empty one.

"Fellow Daoist Li." Sitting at that table were five or six female cultivators, wearing smoky purple robes and looking like fairies. When they were stared at by the people from Zixiao Palace, they greeted them.

The two sides knew each other, but Fellow Daoist Li had a very unfriendly expression: "Make way."

As soon as these words were spoken, some of the female cultivators with lesser cultivation could not help themselves and showed anger on their faces.

"I can't give in." The expression of the female cultivator in the smoky purple robe also turned cold.

Fellow Daoist Li raised his eyebrows and said impatiently, "Zhao Qingxun! You are shameless, aren't you?"

As soon as this voice fell, all the monks in the hall, big and small, stopped what they were doing and turned their heads to look. The female monk in the smoky purple robe called "Zhao Qingxun" suddenly looked gloomy: "What? Want to fight?"

As he spoke, he stood up and put his thumb on the hilt of the sword. There was a clang and a flash of silver light.

The fight started over a disagreement, just like pouring a pot of hot oil into boiling water, and everyone's passion was ignited.

Those who were far away even stretched their necks, and some even groped around the corners just to see more clearly.

"Fellow Daoist, do you know who they are?" Shao Yin asked as he caught a cultivator who was about to slip away.

The monk had a full beard and was dressed in rags, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was wearing all kinds of magic weapons to escape and save his life, and knew that he was a seasoned man.

"The ones who asked people to give up their seats were from Zixiao Palace." The old man pointed to the front with suppressed excitement, "The ones who refused to give up their seats were the fairies from Yaochi."

Seeing that there was an empty table at Shao Yin's side and that it was not far from the busy place, he simply sat down.

"You know what I mean? A True Lord at the Tribulation Crossing Stage has emerged from Zixiao Palace, and the first-rate sects are going to have to reshuffle their cards."

"Yaochi has been going from bad to worse over the years. Since that person's death, it has lost many good talents. I'm afraid it will be squeezed out of the first-class sect by Zixiao Palace."

As he spoke, he poured a cup of tea and started sipping it.

The resources for cultivation are limited, and it is impossible to distribute them according to demand, so they all have to be snatched.

The powerful first-rate sects hold the most top-level resources in the world of cultivation. The second-rate sects, third-rate sects, and inferior independent cultivator alliances below are jealous, but there is nothing they can do.

Now that a True Lord who has reached the Tribulation Crossing Stage has emerged in Zixiao Palace, the structure of the cultivation world that has remained unchanged for many years is bound to change.

The increasingly arrogant Zixiao Palace looked down upon everyone when they went out. It was no surprise that they had a quarrel with the Yaochi people.

In the short time that the bearded man was explaining, Fellow Daoist Li and Zhao Qingxun were already on the verge of a fight.

"Although the Fairy Yao Chi has a good temper, she still has some earthiness." The old man said, shaking his head, "Besides, this is Tianshui City. It's better to lose than to lose."

Shao Yin looked forward and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Yao Chi can be weak but not cowardly. Otherwise, when recruiting disciples this year, I'm afraid I won't be able to grab a single one." The old fox is worthy of being a old fox, with strong information analysis skills.

Shao Yin immediately pushed the fruit plate on the table towards him.

"Come on! Let's see who dares not." Fellow Daoist Li had already grasped the long sword in his hand, pointing at Zhao Qingxun, with the tip of the sword almost touching the other's nose.

This is too much bullying, I can’t tolerate it anymore!
Just as Zhao Qingxun waved his sleeves to brush away his fellow disciples and was about to start a fight with Fellow Daoist Li, he suddenly heard a "puff" sound, and the clear and pleasant laughter of a young girl spread loudly in the hall.

More than a hundred monks were eating melons, and none of them made any sound. Naturally, they also heard this inopportune sound. In an instant, they all looked over.

Being stared at by so many people, Elder Jin was stunned for a moment, then he reacted, angry and annoyed, and puzzled: "What are you laughing at?"

What is this little ancestor going to do now?
"What are you laughing at?!" Elder Jin's voice was drowned out by another one coming from the direction of Zixiao Palace.

A male cultivator looked at Shao Yin with a sharp gaze, his expression unfriendly.

Who among the people of Zixiao Palace is so bold and wantonly joking? They simply don't know how to live or die!
At this moment, almost everyone in the hall was looking at Shao Yin.

First-rate sects, second-rate sects, and independent cultivators all looked over. The faint pressure from the Jindan cultivator enveloped her layer by layer.

Facing everyone's gazes, the girl seemed not to feel the pressure at all. She smiled brightly, stood up slowly, met the unfriendly gazes from Zixiao Palace, and an innocent voice rang out.

"You guys are like this, reminding me of the chickens in my vegetable garden. You peck me and I peck you." As she said this, she lightly covered her lips and let out another puff.

However, no one thought she was cute and adorable, and everyone thought that the child was probably a fool.

Comparing the monks of Yaochi and Zixiao Palace with the chickens in her vegetable garden? She really doesn't know how to write the word death!

"What are you talking about?" Elder Jin was already anxious. If she hadn't been smart in handling the matter at Tianbao Pavilion before, he would have called her crazy at this moment.

Even so, facing the double pressure from Yaochi and Zixiao Palace, he was still tense and his heart was in his throat.

"Looking for death!" In an instant, a cultivator from Zixiao Palace's face darkened and he released a fierce force.

This force did not reach Shao Yin.

Three spiritual powers of different attributes attacked the energy at the same time and dispersed it.

Shao Yin was a little surprised, her eyes swept towards Yao Chi, then she lowered her head and looked in front of her: "Thank you, senior."

In addition to Yao Chi and Elder Jin, the bearded old man at the table also took action.

He raised one foot carelessly, stepped on the bench, and said, "Don't thank me. I just don't want to have the table knocked over while I'm drinking tea."

It was a rare occasion that someone cursed Zixiao Palace, and he felt happy.

Where is his tea? Where is his table?

Shao Yin smiled, raised her head and looked towards the direction of Zixiao Palace again.

The attack missed, and the cultivator from Zixiao Palace looked extremely gloomy.

His cold gaze swept over and passed over the bearded man, and an even more fierce energy surged out.

"Alas." Shao Yin sighed, "If you have the guts to lower your cultivation to foundation building, fight me."

"You are so calm and composed because you are older and have a slightly higher level of cultivation than me. If you have the ability, can you suppress him to the foundation-building stage?"

She glanced at him and said, "You don't dare, do you? No way? If you don't even have this confidence, what's the point of cultivating immortality?"

"Even if you become an immortal, you will go to the immortal world to carry shoes and polish swords for the elders who ascended earlier, and walk dogs and feed cats."

"Fellow Daoist, listen to my advice. There is no place where you can't do this kind of work. There is really no need to ascend to heaven and waste your energy."

"..."

"........."

This kid has such a vicious mouth!
Go to the fairyland to carry shoes and polish swords, walk dogs and feed cats? Who the hell wants to become a fairy to live this kind of life?

The hall was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Countless people were either shocked, shocked, or speechless, all staring at Shao Yin intently.

"Looking for death!" The monk was so angry that he flew up.

(End of this chapter)