Mo Yifeng was silent for a long time.

Qu Tan'er suddenly laughed and said, "Why are we talking so much? Haha! Just find it and ask, isn't it enough?"

Mo Yifeng: “…”

Soon, Qu Tan'er sniffed her eyebrows and screamed out the whip of nirvana.

She thought and said, "Old Man Long, come out."

"Yes, master." Old man Long floated out of the Silence Whip and stood respectfully aside.

Old Man Long's reaction was beyond Qu Tan'er's surprise.

Back then, this old man Long ignored her and said she was too weak.

Now, I have begun to be respectful to myself.

Qu Tan'er asked out his meaning.

Old Man Long thought for a while, but still had no answer, "Master, please forgive me, little one doesn't know. Before the little one became the spirit of the Nirvana whip... there seemed to be another spirit. But at that time it was very weak and swallowed by me, and became a new spirit. The first generation owner of the little one was the master of the holy altar."

Qu Tan'er was speechless.

The reason is a bit frowning, but it is impossible for people to refute it.

Only then did Old Man Long say in confusion: "Master, you can find... the master of the Holy Altar."

Qu Tan'er nodded, and she could only do this.

Soon, she told Mo Yifeng the results she asked.

Qu Tan'er tried to contact the man in the holy hall, but there was still no response. Since he came to the Xuan Realm, this guy has often been unreliable.

Afterwards, Qu Tan'er went to the bustling city.

In Fengxue City, there are snowy and snowy places. Walking on the streets, there are also people walking in a hurry. However, these people seem to be used to the life here. The buildings here are different from the cities she has seen. They are basically stone houses, and it feels like Wangxue Tower, built with huge stones or dug.

In this way, there is no need to worry about heavy snow and collapse of the towers.

Qu Tan'er spent a little time and finally found the location of Tianji Pavilion.

At this time, she had disguised herself as a man and stepped into a stone house that was not simple but not rich again. In front of the door, there were still two lanterns of different colors hanging.

Stepping in, I saw someone just by accident.

Just one person, nothing else.

The way of doing business in Tianji Pavilion is really weird.

"Guest, what can I do to help you?" The one who guarded here was a middle-aged man.

"I want to find someone."

"Who?"

"Great hair, green eyes, over 20 years old, tall and outstanding facial features. And this person is not Mr. Wang Xue. Is there any clues about this person?" Qu Tan'er came to buy news, so he was naturally not polite.

"Customer wait." Then, the middle-aged man entered a room and flipped through the file inside. Then, he seemed to have found nothing, and took out the jade slip for the transmission. About two quarters of an hour later, the middle-aged man said, "Customer, I'm sorry. Tianji Pavilion... there is no news. Are you sure there is such a person?"

There was no news about Tianji Pavilion, so the middle-aged man was very suspicious whether the news was true or false.

Qu Tan'er sneered and said, "There is indeed this person. Since there is no news, there is no way."

Turning around, Qu Tan'er was about to leave.

The middle-aged man behind him said, "Customer, you can leave your contact information and we can notify you if there is any news."

"Hmm?" Qu Tan'er turned around and looked at him in confusion.

"I have contacted other Eight Cities, and there is indeed no news about this person."

"No..." Qu Tan'er murmured, "There's no need."

There is no news, this is also news!

This means that Liu Qianshui is likely not among the nine cities.
Chapter completed!