He realized that the person in front of him was really thinking of killing him...

"live!"

Hong Faer's hardships made him feel even more frustrated.

Of course he is not afraid of death, but he doesn't want to die, especially because he is so confused...

"Do you know, the essence of Yin Fire?"

Yu Yang asked.

In the Ten Thousand Immortals, the information is vast as a sea, but he has not found the essence of Yin Fire, nor does he know whether his authority is insufficient or whether such information is completely obscured.

The father and son of the Red Demon King in the Ten Thousand Demon Cave are the top experts in playing with fire in the world. If anyone knows it, then these two people are naturally the most likely.

"snort!"

Hong Faer snorted coldly. He didn't want to answer, but he still pinched his nose and replied:

"have no idea!"

"oh?"

Yang Yu's eyes were slightly dark, and Hong Fa'er felt her hair explode.

"I know, know some..."

"Tell me, look."

"The essence of Yin Fire is one of the ten thousand fires in the heavens that have been passed down from ancient times. They are born from heaven and earth and transformed by Yin evil spirits..."

Hongfa'er gritted her teeth:

"It is said that there is a place that leads directly to the underworld in the Tianli Sect, and there is this fire inside..."

He didn't want to cooperate at all, but he always felt that the eyes of the person in front of him seemed to have a thorough understanding of the people's hearts, so he had to answer vaguely.

"Tianli Buddhism?"

Yang Yu didn't believe it at all, but when he saw that he had nothing to hide, he also grew up.

"you……"

Hong Faer had many doubts and indignation, but Yang Yu naturally did not answer his interest. He put a big sleeve on his sleeve and secretly urged the people to fuck him and put his head in.

The true fire of the samadhi of Hongfa'er is quite effective for him, and may help him refine his essence and blood suddenly, so that he can go further in the path of human and immortal cultivation.

It would be fine if he didn't meet it, but he naturally had no reason to let it go.

But he didn't go far, and his heart moved and fell from a high place.

In the dense forest, a pair of masters and disciples stood up with pain on their faces. Before they could complain, they saw a red dress.

"Senior Nanling!"

Yan Xia was shocked and saluted in awe.

"Thank you for your rescue from Nanling that day. I am very grateful..."

Jiang Shentong stepped forward with a heart-warming voice, bowed and introduced his origin.

Naturally, he couldn't see the person in front of him, the nameless snob "Yu Yang" who had met many times before.

"What's the point of asking for nothing?"

Yang Yu couldn't point it out, and just smiled slightly, but he could see that these two people seemed to have lost their memory.

"My fellow Taoist Gao Yi, but I dare not forget it. If I have any orders, I will not dare to refuse..."

Jiang Shentong only bowed a few times before rubbing his temples:

"I don't know what happened to me? I woke up in a drowsy state, only to feel that my memory was missing, and I stayed at the time when the evil dragon recited the praises..."

Yan Xia nodded repeatedly.

"Since my fellow Taoist doesn't know, I'll still not know."

Yu Yang did not answer.

The sword spirit must have a reason to cut off other people's memories. He had no intention of exploring it, but after getting so many benefits, he naturally would not reveal anything.

"Too……"

Jiang Shentong only thought that this person had lost his memory. Although he was very curious, he couldn't help but feel a little awe and kept silent.

The two talked for a few words, but Yang Yu did not hide it and told his intention:

"Dao you dare to ask fellow Taoists, where can I buy alien gold and iron? The more types, the better..."

The amount of materials required for the divine edge tempering is far greater than that of the Yuan Magnetic Five Elements Mountain. It is naturally not enough to rely solely on the court behind Han Xuantong.

"Extragenic gold and iron?"

Jiang Shentong was slightly stunned, and when he looked at Yang Yu's eyes, he became extremely terrifying:

"Fellow Taoist, you, are you really a scattered person?!"

As we all know, sect disciples rarely seek to refine magic weapons from the outside world. At least one or two dynasties are driven by each other, and there are few treasures that are lacking in refining treasures.

All the nations in Nanling and all the worlds are controlled by the sects.

For example, Cangjiangmen, which is in charge of the three major dynasties including the Qianyuan Dynasty, is driven by hundreds of millions of people. It does not require any action at all, and all kinds of cultivation resources come...

“What’s wrong?”

With the name of Nanling, Yang Yu was not afraid of revealing anything.

"No, but it's really hard to believe..."

Jiang Shentong was a little stuttering and was really frightened.

He has practiced for hundreds of years, and although he has no key to ten thousand immortals, he knows how difficult it is to be at the top of the Golden List.

Even if there is only one true preacher from the seventeen families, it would be the top ten!

He always thought that this sword immortal Nanling was a true preacher from other holy places, but he didn't expect that he was actually a casual person...

"As far as the most resources related to practice in this world are controlled by the holy lands of various sects, but the paths of the scattered people have not been completely blocked, and the places that fellow Taoists have sought are not without..."

Jiang Shentong thought about it and said:

"There are actually a few places like this, but the most famous one in the Nanling area is 'Qiusuo City'."

"Qiusuo City? That seems to be a sect too, right?"

Naturally, Yang Yu was not ignorant of the sects in this world.

The world of Longquan Realm has long been divided by the sects of the holy land. There are various rules outside, and there are naturally many rules inside.

Not allowing sects to open each other's market is also an unspoken rule that has never been explicitly stated.

"Think, not count."

Jiang Shentong thought about it and said:

"Since Emperor Longquan divided the world, in the past ten thousand years, seventeen families have controlled the world, but our scattered people have not become a climate...

The Lord of Qiusuo City, Ying Xuanlong, is one of them. It is said that he was already at the top of the Nine-Bright Extremely A thousand years ago. After opening this Qiusuo City in the crack, many people will communicate with each other... "

"Question on the lord of the city, Ying Xuanlong..."

Yang Yu activated the catalogue of Ten Thousand Immortals in his heart. He saw only a few sentences, which were not as complete as Jiang Shentong said.

"It is said that this city lord is carrying the blood of a great demon and has a very sharp killing and spiritual treasure. Therefore, he can open a mountain gate in the Nanling land..."

Jiang Shen told everyone that he would answer the questions one by one.

The two of them asked and answered each other, and Yan Xia was waiting aside. At first, they were very surprised to see the sword fairy, but later they felt bored.

"Thank you for helping me..."

After a while, Jiang Shentong was a little dry and then Yang Yu bowed to thank him.

"Fellow Daoist, you're so kind."

Jiang Shentong replied with a polite greeting. Seeing that this person was leaving, he seemed to remember something:
Chapter completed!