The cultivation level of the Yuanhua stage seems a bit insignificant in the Lingyue Continent, and even the Yuanhua stage cannot be called a master.

Only when a cultivator breaks through to the Nascent Soul stage can he have a little bit of self-protection in the Lingyue Continent.

Ji Dali only has the cultivation level of the Yuanhua stage at most. Such strength is not enough to protect his and Qiu Xue's safety in Wanyan Xiarong's territory.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yifeng felt a little more worried.

"No, I must go to Potian City as soon as possible."

Only by arriving at Potian City, seeing Qiu Xue and Ji Dali and confirming that they are safe can Zhang Yifeng feel at ease.

Next, Zhang Yifeng asked Lao Yang and Lao Li about some things, then said goodbye to the two of them, and flew quickly towards the direction where Potian City was located in the Linglu.

Now Qiu Lin, Xu Nantian and others have already gone to Potian City. Even if he returns to Baizhan City, it doesn’t make much sense. Therefore, he gave up the idea of ​​returning to Baizhan City and went directly to Potian City.

Time passes, and the world becomes a world of destruction.

It was already noon, and the already prosperous Potian City became even more prosperous.

The residents of Potian City discovered that since the morning, many new faces appeared in Potian City. These new faces had very strong auras. At first glance, they were disciples from the sect.

In Potian City, there is an extremely luxurious villa called Potian Villa.

Potian Villa covers a very wide area and is worth hundreds of acres in radius. All the monks in Potian City know that Potian Villa is the private residence of the city lord Wanyan Xiarong.

However, Wanyan Xiarong does not live in the Potian Villa on weekdays, but often stays in the Marquis' Mansion on Pangyun.

However, recently, the Potian Villa, which seemed a little deserted in the past, suddenly became lively, and Potian Villa has welcomed many distinguished guests.

At this time, in front of the mansion of Potian Villa, a slightly obese middle-aged man was standing at the door with a solemn expression. This man was the butler of the Marquis' Mansion of the quelling rebellion, Zhou Xian.

Behind Zhou Xian, there were a group of servants wearing chores clothes standing, waiting respectfully on both sides of the gate.

Dadadadadada... Suddenly, a sound of footsteps sounded, and a team of seven or eight people appeared in the sight of Zhou Xian and others.

At the front of the team, a handsome young man with a beautiful and beautiful jade walked. The young man carried a big sword on his back, and his eyes showed his domineering aura of looking down on the world from time to time.

Behind the young master, there were seven men who were also carrying big swords. They all had a long breath and felt like the wind was coming from their feet while walking, and they were not simple at first glance.

These people were all wearing white clothes and embroidered several big swords on their clothes. Perhaps they were skilled in embroidery. The big swords on their clothes seemed to come alive. As they were just embroidery, there was a vaguely arrogant sword intent, which made these monks even more majestic.

At their left chest, the word "crazy sword" was embroidered with the word "crazy sword" flying and phoenix. These monks were from the Kuang sword sect, and the leader was Guan Mufeng.

Looking at the people from the Mad Sword Sect, Zhou Xian's eyes were slightly stern and he quickly greeted him with a smile.

"It turns out that it is a great fellow Taoist from the Kuang Dao Sect. Zhou has missed the opportunity to welcome him, so please don't blame me." When he came to Guan Mufeng, Zhou Xian said to Guan Mufeng with a smile.

When Guan Mufeng heard this, he also hugged Zhou Xian and returned the gift, smiling and said, "The birthday banquet of the quelling the rebellion is even more a time for his adopted son to be overjoyed. It can be said that he is happy. Guan Mufeng, a disciple of the Kuangdao Sect, specially led all the junior brothers to watch the gift. If there is any trouble, please forgive me."

Hearing Guan Mufeng's words, Zhou Xian's face changed slightly, he waved his hand quickly, and said, "Fellow Daoist Guan is so serious. As a top sect in Tianzhou, the Kuang Dao Sect can allow you to attend the Marquis' birthday party. It is a great honor for us to quell the rebellion of the Marquis' Mansion. How dare you disturb me?"

Then, Guan Mufeng smiled and greeted Zhou Xian for a few words and then stepped aside. At the same time, his eyes looked in the direction they came.

There, a nine-person team appeared in his sight.

All those monks were female monks.

Walking at the front is a young woman with extraordinary temperament. She is wearing a pure white Taoist robe and is as cold as ice. Before she gets close, she gives people a feeling of keeping people from thousands of miles away.

The word "purified water" is embroidered on the left side of the woman's clothes near her chest. Below the word "purified water" is a small jade bottle, which is a unique symbol of the disciples of the Purification Sect.

This female cultivator is a disciple of the Jingshui Sect, and the woman with a cold temperament at the front is Jingyun, the eldest disciple of the Miaoshui Zhenren of the Jingshui Sect.

Although the Dali Kingdom is an independent kingdom, it has a very close connection with the major sects in Tianzhou. As the steward of the Marquis' Mansion of Punishment, Zhou Xian was naturally a symbol of knowing the disciples of the Jingshui Sect.

Therefore, when he saw the people from the Pure Water Sect, he also greeted them with a warm look on his face.

"So it's the fairy of the Pure Water Sect. All fairies, please come in and ask."

Hearing Zhou Xian's words, Jingyun said indifferently: "The Master of Miaoshui of the Jingshui Sect sat down with his eldest disciple Jingyun and brought a group of junior sisters to celebrate his birthday in order to quell the rebellion."

Although he had known that the disciples of the Pure Water Sect were noble, when he really saw it, a hint of unhappiness flashed in Zhou Xian's heart. He didn't like Jingyun's attitude very much.

However, he had already developed the ability to be the steward of the Marquis' Mansion to quell the chaos. He did not show any unhappiness, but instead greeted the people of the Shui Sect with a warm look on his face.

It was not until the people from Haotian Sect appeared that Zhou Xian walked up to the people of Haotian Sect and started talking to a very strange-looking boy from Haotian Sect.

It is worth mentioning that there are not many people coming to Haotian Sect. In addition to the strange boy, the other two are a middle-aged man carrying a ruler and a petite girl.

The three of them stood together, forming a strong contrast, so they attracted a lot of attention as soon as they appeared.

The three people from Haotian Sect seemed to have become accustomed to this. Faced with the curious gazes that everyone cast, they accepted them calmly.

As soon as the people from Haotian Sect arrived, the strange boy gave Zhou Xian a gift. Everyone did not know what kind of gift the strange boy gave Zhou Xian, but judging from Zhou Xian's expression of joy on his face, the value of the gift was definitely not low.

Perhaps the gift given by the strange boy worked, Zhou Xian's attitude towards the people of Haotian Sect was much more enthusiastic than other sects.

However, the people who came here were ordered by the master. From their hearts, they did not want to waste time here, so they didn't care much about Zhou Xian's attitude.

"What a powerful aura."

"Someone is here again!"

At this time, a commotion suddenly came from afar.
Chapter completed!