Chapter 155 Nanlong Marquis is defeated, trade fair!

Chapter 155 Nanlong Marquis is defeated, trade fair!

Yan Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at Nanlong Hou in the distance, and said calmly: "Nangong Wannai is my Taoist companion."

The whole body exudes a faint blue-purple aura, and a turbulent aura wraps around the whole body.

"Interesting! Interesting!"

Listening to Yan Yun's words, Nanlong Hou in the distance couldn't help but let out a series of laughter: "I didn't expect that a mere monk in the early stage of Yuanying would dare to talk to me like this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the golden light on the Centennial Beast Cart flashed, and then dimmed.

Then I saw three figures sitting together in the huge beast cart.

One man and two women.

The man wears a purple python brocade robe, a high jasper crown on his head, and a long beard reaching to the chest, standing between the two women; the woman wears a snow-white white dress and is as beautiful as a flower, half leaning in the man's arms.

The man with the long beard is naturally the Marquis of Nanlong, and the two women beside him are concubines. Although their cultivation is only around the foundation-building stage, they are both graceful and charming.

"Since you are willing to stand up for Taoist companions, I wonder if you would like to compete with my spiritual consciousness?"

Marquis Nanlong narrowed his eyes slightly, looked deeply at Yan Yun, and said, "If you can beat me, I can give you a gift and apologize."

Just now his consciousness swept over Yan Yun, and he was surprised to find that his consciousness was blocked.

It was obvious that although the person in front of him was only at the early stage of Nascent Soul, his spiritual consciousness was not weaker than his own.

This also made Marquis Nanlong want to compete.

Yan Yun looked at Nanlong Hou with a pair of sword eyes, a cold light flashing inside, and said in a cold voice: "In that case, then come directly."

Upon hearing this, Marquis Nanlong pushed away the concubine beside him, flicked his sleeves and robe, and she was floating in the air.

Although Yan Yun is only in the early stage of Yuanying, after practicing the fourth level of Dayan Jue, the intensity of his spiritual consciousness has exceeded that of ordinary monks in the middle stage of Yuanying.

In the original work, Han Li was already at his best in the confrontation with his spiritual consciousness. Yan Yun believed that with his spiritual consciousness, he would not be weaker than him.

The raging power of thunder wraps around the body, looking like a dazzling thunder ball from a distance.

Feeling the powerful aura emanating from Yan Yun's body, Nanlong Hou couldn't help but be a little surprised.

He never expected that a mere early Yuanying monk could burst out with such powerful strength.

Yan Yun's face was calm, and then he released his spiritual consciousness without saying anything more, and an astonishing momentum emerged. At the same time, a blue-purple shadow flashed past, speeding towards Nanlong Hou.

"Well come."

Not only was Nanlonghou not afraid, but he shouted loudly.

With the same consciousness released, two invisible objects that were almost visible to the naked eye collided and exploded in the empty space between the two of them.

A fierce wind immediately rose and spread in all directions.

Seeing this situation, Nanlong Hou was shocked.

What was originally a sense of spiritual exploration was instantly enlarged several times.

Suddenly, there were continuous explosions, and layers of strong wind formed white air currents, sucking the two people into it out of thin air. Their figures suddenly became blurred, and they turned into two motionless streaks in the high air. of black shadow.

"Divine consciousness takes form!"

Nangong Wan, who was not far away, saw a trace of surprise in his eyes when he saw such a situation.

You must know that spiritual consciousness takes form. This is a magical power that can only be mastered by people who have reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

However, Yan Yun's cultivation level is only at the early stage of Nascent Soul, yet he has already displayed it so easily.

Naturally, Nangong Wan was surprised again and again, but when she thought that Yan Yun easily defeated the senior sister, Nangong Wan could not help but feel a sense of clarity in her heart.

At this moment, the explosions in the sky became more intense.

The strong wind formed is constantly rotating. It even formed a huge white wind circle, completely submerging the two of them in it.

"Is it going to win?"

Nangong Wan looked at Yan Yun, who had the upper hand, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

At the same time, a dazzling white light suddenly flashed in the sky, and then a thunderbolt sounded. The originally hazy air circle exploded, and violent winds swept away in all directions.

Nangong Wan, who was dozens of feet away, immediately waved his sleeves and a curtain of light instantly enveloped him.

But in comparison, Nanlong Hou's dozens of subordinates looked much more embarrassed.

The group of gold-armed warriors, when facing the strong wind, were well-trained and raised their gold-armed soldiers high, displaying golden light, like a huge golden shield.

But when faced with the turbulent wind, it was like a piece of white paper, easily broken.

As the remaining strong wind swept past, these warrior female cultivators held their heads in their hands and screamed in pain.

His seven orifices were bleeding, and his face looked horrifying.

In comparison, the two female cultivators in palace attire were sitting on the beast cart. Due to the protection of the beast cart's restrictions, they were safe and sound.

"Hmph!"

At the same time, a soft hum from Nanlong Hou came from the air.

Then a golden light fell from the sky, and then exploded in mid-air, turning into a raging golden light that completely enveloped his men.

The golden light fell, and all the monks who were holding their heads and screaming stopped their screams and stood up one by one.

Although his face was full of panic, he still saved a life.

At the same time, Yan Yun, who was wearing a white shirt, slowly fell down, her expression as usual, as if she had suffered no losses from the previous confrontation.

A look of surprise flashed across Nanlong Hou's face, and his face suddenly became white.

You must know that in order to deal with Yan Yun, he used 100% of his strength, but in the confrontation with Yan Yun, he did not take advantage of him at all, and even suffered a few hidden losses.

Looking at Yan Yun's appearance now, he is actually unscathed, which shows how powerful his spiritual consciousness is.

At the same time, Yan Yun glanced at Nanlong Hou with his cold eyes, and his lips moved slightly: "The victory or defeat has been decided."

"I am willing to admit defeat!"

Marquis Nanlong bowed his hands, and then saluted Nangong Wan, apologizing and saying: "I am so embarrassed, I hope Fairy Nangong will not take offense."

"No problem, no problem."

Seeing the monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul apologizing, Nangong Wan was shocked and quickly saluted: "Yan Yun has just returned to the sect, so it is normal for the monarch not to know."

After doing this, Marquis Nanlong suddenly touched it from his storage bag, and a small jade slip appeared in his hand. He raised his hand and shot it, and the jade slip turned into a white light and flew towards it.

When Yan Yun saw this, he didn't hesitate at all. He directly held the jade slip in his hand, and then looked at Nanlong Hou carefully, with a look that was half a smile but not a smile.

Marquis Nanlong's lips moved slightly, and a secret message slowly appeared in Yan Yun's ears:

"Fellow Taoist Yan's spiritual consciousness is not weak to my lord. There is a map in the jade slip. On the fourth day of the trade fair, I hope you will come to the map to show the place. I will introduce several fellow Taoists to you, Taoist Yan." Get to know.”

Speaking of this, Nanlong Hou smiled strangely at Yan Yun: "At that time, there will be a great good thing for fellow Taoists to share."

As soon as he finished speaking, he burst into laughter, and then light flashed around his body, and he was surrounded by a ball of pure golden light, which fell straight down.

The golden light in the beast's chariot lit up again, and all the armor-bearing soldiers gathered around the chariot and fled quickly towards the city of Khotan. The sound of drums also sounded again from the chariot.

"It's okay."

Nangong Wan looked at Yan Yun, a trace of worry flashed in her eyes: "This person has a surly personality, and he gave you a jade slip without knowing his purpose."

Yan Yun gently threw the jade slip in his hand and smiled softly: "Uncle Nangong, don't worry, this may be a big opportunity."

"You just said that I was your Taoist companion?"

Nangong Wan suddenly changed her words and stared at Yan Yun, with a hint of rosy on her snow-white skin.

Yan Yun gently touched Nangong Wan's slender waist with his right hand, and quickly moved his whole body closer.

Smelling the faint body fragrance, Yan Yun couldn't help but shook his head and said softly: "How about holding a double cultivation ceremony on a good and auspicious day?"

"Where are Chen Qiaoqian and the others?"

Nangong Wan's cheeks were slightly red, and she couldn't help but think of Chen Qiaoqian and the other girls.

"If Master Nangong doesn't mind, Yan Yun naturally wants to do it together." Yan Yun gently pinched Nangong Wan's snow-white skin, causing her to blush again and again.

"Hmph!"

Nangong Wan snorted: "Of course you already have an idea, and you still ask me what I think."

Looking at Nangong Wan who looked like this, the answer was already obvious.

With a smile on his face, Yan Yun put the jade slips into his storage bag and said, "There is a lot of noise here. Let's get to Tiantian City as soon as possible."

After a cup of tea.

Yan Yun and Nangong Wan looked at the huge city wall several miles away and couldn't help but sigh.

The entire city is built of huge rocks, which looks very rough.

It makes the giant city in front of you look very majestic.

But compared with Tianxing City, the huge city in front of us seemed a bit crude.

Tianxing City is the real giant city.

"Let's go."

Yan Yun gently held Nangong Wan's waist with his right hand and walked towards the huge city gate in the distance.

Due to the restrictions here, flying is not possible here.

Within a few miles of Tiantian City, monks from all directions were already walking towards this place.

Because of Nangong Wan's stunning appearance, she put on a veil early to avoid causing commotion.

The two of them arrived at the huge city gate in the blink of an eye.

At the gate of the city, there are some law enforcement monks from the Nine Nations Alliance guarding them. They are all foundation-building monks whose cultivation is not high.

However, the powerful spiritual consciousness that swept across from time to time was obviously being watched by a hidden pill-forming monk.

If someone makes trouble, these alchemy monks will naturally appear to maintain order.

As soon as you enter Tiantian City, you will see rows of stone houses arranged neatly.

Between these stone houses, there are long bluestone streets of varying widths running through them.

It was as dense as a spider web, with many people coming and going.

"We are Nascent Soul monks, so we don't need to crowd into the inn with others."

Nangong Wan's red lips moved slightly and smiled towards Yan Yun.

After your cultivation reaches the Nascent Soul stage, you can enter the VIP building in the city that entertains Nascent Soul monks for free.

After looking for a few local residents, the two walked through several streets and finally came to a white light curtain.

Behind the light curtain, there are quiet and elegant attics, with different styles and exquisite exquisiteness.

The other monks passing by outside the light curtain looked at the attics inside the light curtain.

All of them showed awe and envy.

But they didn't dare to stay any longer and left the place quickly.

"The ban here is quite clever."

Yan Yun glanced at the white curtain in front of him, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Only the Nascent Soul cultivation level can break through the restriction in front of you. Without the Nascent Soul cultivation level, you will only be completely crushed by Bai Mu.

Yan Yun slowly raised his right hand, and in an instant, the palm was wrapped by dazzling thunder.

With a "stab" sound, the white curtain was instantly divided into a small hole.

Yan Yun carried Nangong Wan and stepped into it one after another.

"Two seniors."

Seeing the arrival of Yan Yunnan Gong Wan, a slender and graceful woman in pink walked over quickly and bent down to salute:

"Both seniors and Yuanying stage monks can choose one at will with their disciples. However, the restricted area lights up outside the attic, indicating that there are already people there, so we have to choose another one."

Yan Yun glanced at the girl in pink. Her cultivation level was not low and she had reached the middle stage of foundation building.

"Ask you a few words."

Yan Yun flicked his right hand, and ten mid-level spiritual stones fell steadily into the girl's hands.

Looking at the mid-level spirit stone in her hand, the pink-clothed girl's eyes narrowed, her eyes full of shock.

You must know that there are ten middle-level spiritual stones, but it has reached a thousand low-level spiritual stones.

This is a huge sum of money for a monk in the middle stage of foundation building.

"Senior, just ask, junior will definitely know everything and tell you everything."

The girl in pink looked very respectful and saluted quickly.

Yan Yun nodded slightly and asked calmly: "Have any Yuanying monks held an exchange meeting recently?"

After traveling to the Netherworld, Yan Yun got a lot of scattered items in his hands, all of which Yan Yun had no use for.

It just so happens that it can be sold in advance.

"Senior, there is a small exchange meeting held in Jinglong Pavilion recently. Why don't you two seniors go there and have a look? Maybe you can find something suitable."

The girl in pink quickly bowed her hands and replied.

"There will be a trade fair so soon."

A trace of surprise flashed in Nangong Wan's eyes, and she said softly: "I wonder if you and I can join in the fun."

Tianjing Pavilion was organized by Master Tianjing. This sudden trade fair was held because he was in urgent need of several rare treasures recently and has not been able to find them. Now he thought of opening an exchange meeting to find materials.

The trading rules of Tianjing Pavilion are also very simple. Everyone wears a mask to avoid causing trouble.

The two of them walked in tandem and soon arrived at a loft that was as white as jade.

This attic has three floors, ranging in size from large to small. On the door of the attic, there is also a simple silver-edged plaque hanging.

Three golden characters "Jinglong Pavilion" are written on it.

Yan Yun was not afraid at all and led Nangong Wan directly into the other places.

As soon as he entered the attic, Nangong Wan beside him raised his eyebrows slightly.

This place is just like an ordinary restaurant. Not only is it full of diners eating and drinking, but there are also several famous waiters who are constantly shuttling between the tables with plates of food and wine,

On the side of the attic door, there is a wooden sign about a foot large, which reads "This building is covered, outsiders will stop" and several other dark and conspicuous words.

Yan Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at the wooden sign in front of him. Then a smile appeared on his lips and he strode into it.

When Nangong Wan behind him saw this, he followed quickly without any hesitation.

As Yan Yun stepped into the door, the light in front of his eyes immediately dimmed. The guests and waiters in the attic immediately disappeared like bubbles, and the noise suddenly stopped.

Everything was empty, surrounded by a faint gray mist. There was only an old wooden table in the middle, and a bronze oil lamp on the table.

Behind the oil lamp sat a kind-faced Taoist priest in gray robe, about fifty or sixty years old, looking at the two of them with a smile.

"You two meet each other so well, are you new colleagues?"

The Tianjing cultivator glanced at the two of them, and then greeted them warmly.

Yan Yun cupped his hands, then smiled and said: "I came here rashly, I hope fellow Taoist will not blame you."

"How could it be? I welcome all comrades to come here."

The old Taoist was talking and laughing, his eyes scanning Yan Yun and Nangong Wan deeply.

(End of chapter)