Among the nine states, Luoyang is the most prosperous.

  Ruled thirty-six counties, all were peaceful and stable.

  Located on the eastern edge, it is an inconspicuous small mountain, but the ordinary small town at the foot of the mountain is in no way inferior to Licheng City in terms of prosperity.

  All who come and go have a majestic and powerful aura.

  There are those who sell precious medicine, and those who carry the heads of demons, forming a dwelling place that resembles a gathering of martial artists.

  Lizhou Qizong.

  Although it may not be considered top-notch in terms of strength, when it comes to being ostentatious, it is also well-known in the Great Dryness.

  Relying on the imperial court's protection and offering precious objects to the Wu Temple, almost no one dares to provoke them.

  But at this moment.

  On the top of that small mountain, on the edge of a deliberately carved-out depression, stood a small thatched cottage.

  Outside the thatched cottage, an old man and a middle-aged man are playing chess.

  "The master's mind seems to be not on the chessboard." The middle-aged man had a pale face and no beard, with eyes like phoenix eyes. Although he was wearing a light blue long gown, which seemed to be floating with an immortal aura, yet somehow it revealed a few hints of evil nature.

  "When the treasure is upgraded, there are always some worries, and let Hu Zhenren see a joke." Lin Jingyi smiled slightly awkwardly.

  "Oh?"

  Hu Zhenren gazed into the valley shrouded in white mist, muttering to himself: "The treasure is here, why is the Sect Master's mind on the north..."

  "He dragged out his voice: 'That seems to be in the direction of Da Qian Huang City.'"

  Upon hearing this, Lin Jingyi's fingertips trembled slightly, and the chess piece in his hand clattered onto the board, spinning around rapidly.

  He quickly adjusted his expression: "The real person is joking."

  Hu Zhenren smiled ambiguously: "Alright, I'm a bit tired today, Sect Master should also go rest."

  "Then Lin went back first."

  Lin Jingyi got up and walked down the mountain path, his face looking increasingly unpleasant.

  This old fox is clearly using the name of Lü Zhou's Qi Zong.

  How hypocritical it is to become oneself.

  He just wanted to invite the other party to study together how to further improve the ultimate treasure, and see if they could cast a real magic treasure.

  Who would have thought that this fox would dare to intervene in Da Qian's affairs, this is a breach of Qingqiu's rules.

  What was written in the letter sent to Qingzhou?

  Lin Jingyi didn't dare ask, he only hoped that the person who went to report to the imperial city would hurry up and not let Qizong be tainted with the bad name of colluding with demons.

  The so-called Hu Zhenren, wearing a long gown and transforming into a human face, is the Qingqiu Zhenren who needs to be received by the Wu Temple.

  But if he took off his long gown... That would be a real and solid demon king.

  ……

  After Lin Zong left.

  Hu Zhenren carelessly picked up all the chess pieces and put them back in the box, and another figure walked out of the thatched hut.

  "Master Shu, has the person from the Qi Zong already found out?" The two looked to be around the same age, but the newcomer's face was full of respect.

  "What's the use of knowing? I, Qing Qiu, still need to explain myself to others?"

  Hu Zhenren put away the chessboard and picked up his teacup, taking a sip: "I have a good relationship with your master, and this matter involves the dignity of Qingqiu. I will let Da Qian give you an explanation... Hmm, first one disciple disappeared, and then there was a loss of contact with the offerings. Is Da Qian a dragon's lair or a tiger's den, specializing in eating people from Qingqiu?"

  "I report back to Master Shifu, whether it's my junior or the Red Viper, both of their disappearances are related to a young man named Shen Yi."

  The young fox spirit looked puzzled: "Why send a message to Qingzhou and also give them a piece of information about the treasure for nothing?"

  "Since the one with the surname Shen is a patrol envoy, they must have found an excuse to bring him over. The entire Qingzhou town's demonic guard is tight-lipped, and they must be extremely concerned about him, regarding him as a lifesaving straw. Whatever happens, they will definitely go to the imperial city to find him."

  Hu Zhenren smiled even more: "Of course, and also help an old friend out at the same time."

  Old friend? The young fox spirit looked around in confusion.

  Couldn't see his figure, but heard his voice first.

  "Thank you." A faint and ethereal voice came from afar.

  "No need to be polite, you're fighting for your life in the Mystic Light Cave and the Thousand Demon Lair, while the Great Dry Dynasty is deliberately holding back its strength. Even I, an outsider from Qingqiu, can't bear to watch this."

  Hú Zhēnrén slightly raised his hand to signal.

  According to their reconnaissance information, Qingzhou was originally doomed to disaster, but suddenly it became calm and peaceful, which is extremely strange.

  The old wolf disappeared silently and unnoticed.

  Even with Qing Qiu's connections, they couldn't get a clear answer from the demon.

  This shows that Xiao Yue must not have died in Qingzhou. As long as it plans to attack the state city, such a big move, the other demons can't be completely unaware of it.

  Died outside... That means Qingzhou has at least one Mixed Yuan Sect Master.

  That letter full of loopholes was sent over just to test the waters.

  No normal person would ever believe it.

  Only a true master of the Xuan Yuan Sect would come over with such determination.

  At this moment, a dragon's roar containing anger came from the horizon, and even though it was separated by an unknown distance, its majesty remained undiminished.

  Hú Zhēn's face changed slightly.

  She immediately stood up.

  "No need to rush, old friend, this is a matter of the Mystic Light Cave, I'll just take a look."

  That sound came again.

  Hu Zhenren hesitated for a moment, and even though he had been eyeing the Silver Moon Cold Lotus for a long time, he couldn't directly refuse the other party's face at this moment. He could only nod lightly and say, "Then I'll have to trouble Brother."

  An old dragon comparable to a master of the Extreme Boundary Mixed Yuan Sect, how could it be so easy to deal with.

  The other party has long been hiding in the depths of the cold pool, guarding the treasure, and only having a close relationship with it for many years.

  At this moment, the location is exposed, even a fool knows who betrayed its information.

  Better let others explore the way first.

  At this point, Hu Zhenren walked slowly to the edge of the depression and looked down at the center of the thick white smoke.

  The treasure is complete, the cold lotus is gathered, and the white dragon is swallowed... Alas, this heavenly blessing should be enjoyed by oneself.

  Hú Zhēnrén hummed a little tune, and stood there for five days and nights.

  However, he couldn't wait for news from his old friend, but instead waited for three clouds in the sky.

  The most striking one among them attracted everyone's attention.

  "Huh?"

  Hu Zhenren raised his eyes and looked over.

  Immediately afterwards, a majestic and sonorous voice enveloped the entire small mountain, as well as the bustling town below.

  "The Demon-Suppressing Department's Patrol Envoy has arrived! The Equipment Sect's disciples follow me to welcome him!"

  Above the white clouds, Lin Qingyang bowed his head and clasped his fists.

  He was once the most famous Tian Jiao of Qixing, and with just one sentence, all the disciples on the mountain recognized him.

  "Hmm..."

  Lin Jingyi walked out quickly, indeed his own son.

  As soon as he came up, he knew to clear his relationship with that fox first.

  This inspection was initiated by the equipment department, but it was not a proactive inspection.

  At the same time, it can also intimidate that fox.

  All the disciples on the mountain stopped their work and bowed towards the red cloud in the sky.

  “……”

  Beside the depression, Hu Zhenren stood with his hands behind his back, a hint of weirdness at the corner of his mouth, containing some sarcasm.

  Young people nowadays have mediocre skills but a big attitude.

  Not afraid of being crushed to death either.

  He came earlier than he had imagined, but it's not a big deal anyway.

  (End of chapter)