White-Robed Chief

"Master, this is Xuankong City?" Chu Li asked, turning his head.

Su Xinshi looked at him too much, and lightly jawed his head: "Yes, this is the Xuankong City."

Chu Li was surprised, and Song Jing next to him was as surprised.

Although she does not have the great circle mirror wisdom, because of Jing Haishu's integration with the void, her eyes can be seen far away, and she feels strange and different. She admires: "It is indeed a mysterious city!"

Chu Li said: "Let's not be in the original world?"

"Smart!" Su Xinshi smiled too sweetly: "Go, follow me."

Chu Li understands that this place is likely to be a void in the same way as its own Temple of Devil. It has something to do with the original world, but it is not a place, but an independent world, so it is not affected by the cause and effect of the original world.

He groaned: "So is that Lan Xingzong?"

Su Xin master moved the lotus step too lightly, Yingying moved forward, quickly crossed a street, entered an alley, and whispered softly: "Everything is the same, otherwise how can you observe the heavenly detachment, the so-called bystander is clear, and she falls into It is impossible to see clearly. "

Chu Li nodded slowly: "That's weird."

"How strange?" Su Xinshi asked with a smile.

The alley was quiet and their footsteps sounded clearly.

The trio's meritorious deeds are extremely outstanding. They are also unrestricted in the Xuankong City, and their feet are silent, but the footsteps are clearly heard in this alley, showing an unusual taste.

Song Jing frowned, her expression heavy.

She hasn't heard her footsteps for a long time.

Chu Lidao said: "Since it is outside the world, how can the master of the Demon Sect sneak in silently? Isn't this strange?"

"No matter how far apart, after all, there is a connection with the world." Su Xin said: "Just like I brought you here this time, how can I completely cut off the fetters of Hongchen?"

Chu Li was silent.

Song Jing said: "Do you think someone deliberately put him in?"

Chu Li sighed: "It's unavoidable to observe for a long time, and there will be an urge to interfere with the operation of the natural machine."

"No!" Song Jing busyly said.

Su Xin turned his head and looked at him thoughtfully.

The three stopped in front of a small mansion.

The small house is no different from the surrounding houses. It looks like an ordinary people's house. Life is not rich, but it is not worrying about food and clothing. The color of the house is not grand and bright.

"This is where the Lord of the City is." Su Xin smiled. "Master, please stop."

"Master, please!" Chu Li reached out.

Su Xin gently opened the door of the small courtyard and stepped into the courtyard elegantly. Chu Li and Song Jing followed in, but in front of her was a vegetable field. Green vegetables grew vigorously and vigorously.

A middle-aged man in a grey jacket was holding a water scoop, bending over to water, and being careful.

"City Lord," Su Xin whispered softly, "The guest is here."

The middle-aged man put down the water scoop, straightened up and turned his head.

An ordinary face was displayed in front of Chu Li's eyes. It looked ordinary, and it was impossible to recognize it in the crowd. It was hardly conceivable to imagine that the owner of Xuankong City was so ordinary.

Only one pair of eyes was as deep as the night sky and touched Chu Chu's eyes.

"Boom!" Both took a step back.

"Good!" Ling Xuanfeng admired, the depth of his eyes disappeared, his eyes were dim.

Chu Li also gave a gift, his eyes narrowed, and the tears in his corners were wiped away.

He had previously transported Tianyantong, but only found a large round of ancient mirrors standing in front of him. The ancient mirror was about a hundred feet tall. He stood in front of it as small as a small ant. Tears.

This is the manifestation of the Xuankong Mirror Mind, apparently worthy of being the Lord of the Xuankong City, Chu Centrifuge.

Song Jing shook her head.

Ling Xuanfeng sighed: "It is indeed a wizard with sky-eye communication. He is like a master, please sit down!"

He reached out and pointed to the small kiosk in the yard.

"I've seen the Lord of the City." Song Jing held his fist.

Ling Xuanfeng looked at her with a smile and said, "You are better than blue because you are blue. You are much stronger than Su Xin!"

Song Jing said: "The disciples dare not."

"Xiao Jing, don't be humble, we are the disciples of all ages, you are the strongest." Su Xin smiled sweetly: "Come with me!"

Song Jing looked at Chu Li.

Chu from the jaw.

Song Jing turned away from the courtyard with Su Xin, and disappeared.

Chu Li followed Ling Xuanfeng to sit in the kiosk.

The tea on the stone table of the small pavilion was already brewed, and the faint scent of tea was refreshing and refreshing.

"Please--!" Ling Xuanfeng poured a tea in person and handed it over.

Chu Li took it with both hands: "The city owner doesn't have to do this."

"To the Lord of the Demon Temple, this seat has always been very much admired!" Ling Xuanfeng picked up his tea cup, raised it to indicate it, and slowly put down with a sip.

Chu Li also raised the tea lightly and let it down.

"Oh ..." Ling Xuanfeng sighed and shook his head. "Speaking of which, I would like to thank Master Dingru."

Chu is inseparable.

Ling Xuanfeng said: "If you and Xiaojing found that Mozong was resurrected, this seat would still be kept in the drum, and I would be ashamed of it!"

Chu Li frowned and said, "The city owner didn't notice it at all?"

"No!" Ling Xuanfeng shook his head and said, "No warning, everything is as usual, even if you say, this seat is carefully checked, as always, there is no warning."

Chu Li's face sank.

Ling Xuanfeng said: "I didn't go to Lan Xingzong in person ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I really don't know that some things have happened. Now it seems that the situation of Mozong has become, but it is calm and calm, which is extremely terrible."

A great character of Mozong can cover the heavenly machine. It is terrible and terrible, but what really scares him is that all disciples of the Mozong can cover the heavenly machine, just like the masters of the Blood Yangzong and Li Feiyu.

Without the volatility of the heavens, Xuankong City also lost its deterrent.

He was most worried about the safety of Genkong.

Maybe, the first goal of Mozong is not Buddhism, but Xuankong City!

So he promised to see Chu Li so quickly.

Chu Lidao said: "Is there a way for the city owner to solve the crisis?"

Ling Xuanfeng shook his head gently, and said frankly: "This seat is also incompetent."

Chu Li groaned, "I want to see the Lord of the City today, but I want to give it a try. Can I figure out who the Demon is?"

"I'm afraid it won't work." Ling Xuanfeng shook his head.

He had no confidence, he could figure it out, and Lan Xingzong would not be so embarrassed.

Chu Lidao said: "The little monk has a sky-eye connection, plus the city owner's Xuankong mirror, let's try it together?"

"... You can give it a try." Ling Xuanfeng thought for a while and slowly nodded.

Chu Li put the Sword of Time on the table: "This is a guide."

Ling Xuanfeng said: "How can we work together?"

Tianyantong and Xuankong Mirror seem to have similar mentality, but they are completely different. Tianyantong is a Buddhist magical power, while Xuankong Mirror is a mystery. The two have the same purpose, but their paths are completely different.

Chu Li shook his head: "I don't know, but there must be a way to join forces."

"Well ..." Ling Xuanfeng smiled bitterly: "It never happened. We don't need to join hands with others in Xuankong City."

Chu Li smiled and said, "Presumably we can find a way."

"Easy to talk about!" Ling Xuanfeng put down the tea cup, pacing in the pavilion with a lost hand.

PS: The update is complete.