The streetlights were dim, and a small wine shed was set up at the corner, with a pot of fine tea wine warming inside. The white misty wine aroma wafted to Guo Yao's nose.

  A man in a Confucian robe sat in the wine shed, his drinking manner was quite elegant, just like a Confucian scholar drinking tea.

  The man looked like he was only about twenty years old, with one hand holding a wine cup and the other holding a yellowed ancient book, his expression extremely focused, until Guo Yi walked into the wine shed, then he withdrew his gaze from the book.

  He seemed to have expected Guo Yi to come in and had already set up a wine cup on the other side of the table, giving him a faint smile: "Please sit down."

  Guo Yi glanced at the Confucian shirt man, and suddenly felt a sense of danger, although the other's expression was quite close and warm, and there was no pretension, but this sense of danger appeared in Guo Yi's mind.

  It's a very strange feeling that can't be put into words, but it really exists, just like the feeling of an animal encountering its natural enemy.

  Kasyapa's ancient Buddha voice sounded in Guo Yao's ear: "He is rushing towards you, leave this place immediately, this person is not someone you can handle."

  "Do you think you can still leave?"

  Guo Yi smiled slightly at the Confucian-robed man, then sat down across from him, picked up the wine cup on the table, and took a light sip, saying: "Indeed, it's good wine."

  The owner of the wine rack heard Guo Yao's words and turned back with a smile, as if few people had ever praised his wine like that. But in the instant he turned around, Guo Yao saw that the one warming the wine for him was actually a white skeleton, wearing an ordinary linen garment, without a single drop of blood or flesh on his body, the white bones were extremely old and it was unknown from which grave he had crawled out.

  Guo Yi felt a chill in his palm, and when he looked at the wine cup in his hand again, he couldn't bring himself to take another sip.

  The Confucian scholar saw a pale but calm Guo Yao, and he couldn't help but admire the young man's courage. If it were someone else who encountered such a bizarre scene, they would probably have fainted on the spot.

  The Confucian scholar toyed with his wine cup and smiled: "Have you been to the royal city of Changguo State?"

  "I've been there." Guo Yi felt that the other person seemed to be able to see through his own heart, and there was nothing that could be hidden.

  The Confucian scholar nodded in satisfaction: "Then you know who killed the people in the mansion?"

  "I don't know."

  "Why must you go to the Tai Shi's residence?"

  Guo Yi gently patted the desktop to relieve the pressure on his body and mind, saying, "I don't think it's necessary to tell you these things."

  Guo Yi also suspected that Li Xiao Yan and her brother were involved, but he only suspected, and he was not a person who would betray his friends. Even if they really were involved with Li Yuan's siblings, he absolutely would not tell the scholar man.

  "Nobody has ever dared not to answer my questions, you are the first."

  A Confucian scholar's body flashed with murderous intent, but his face still wore a smile. However, the wine in his cup had already turned into ice cubes. The white skeleton who was warming up the wine glanced over and then went back to work on his drink.

  Kuang Ye suddenly felt his whole body unable to move, as if he had been frozen in ice, and even breathing became difficult. The Confucian scholar's gaze alone made Kuang Ye feel like he was going to die.

  The man in Confucian robes smiled and said: "If you don't tell me, someone will die today."

  "I told you, someone will die, right?" Guo Yi asked back.

  "You're absolutely right."

  "I'm even less likely to tell you."

  Kuang Yue jumped up from his seat, wanting to break through the wine shed and escape, but was caught by the Confucian scholar who grabbed his leg and pulled him down. The Confucian scholar's face had no smile, with a dense killing intent, saying: "I hate people who leave without saying goodbye in front of me."

  The man in the Confucian robe's eyes turned into a deep green, filled with magical power, and shot out a green light that fixed onto Guo Yao. Then he stretched out one hand, wanting to part his hair and reach into Guo Yao's brain.

  At this moment, the two immortal gates in Guo Yi's body slowly rotated, and the rotation speed became faster and faster, finally turning into a Taiji diagram. The two immortal gates transformed into Taiji suddenly flew out of his body and rushed towards the Confucian shirt man.

  The Confucian scholar's face changed slightly as he saw the Tai Chi diagram, and he exclaimed: "Two Forms Divine Body..."

  The Confucian-robed man quickly retreated, his fingers rapidly striking out one after another, and a series of eerie ghostly shadows flew out. However, as soon as the ghostly shadows came into contact with the Taiji diagram, they instantly turned into a burst of black smoke. The light from the Taiji diagram grew even brighter, as if it was about to completely envelop the Confucian-robed man.

  "Indestructible Spirit Pearl, shatter all laws, seal!"

  A fist-sized black ghost bead appeared in the hand of the Confucian scholar, with mysterious patterns engraved on it. A bone mountain burst out from it and collided with the Taiji diagram.

  "Boom!"

  The bones of the mountain shattered, and a crack opened in the ghost bead. The Confucian-robed man retreated nine steps, his skin almost bursting apart. Guo Yao's body also shook, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and the light of the Taiji diagram dimmed.

  The winemaker's white bones gazed at the Tai Chi pattern, revealing a profound gaze, looked up at the horizon and said to the Confucian shirt man: "The master of the secluded city has already discovered us and is rushing over. If we don't leave now, we won't be able to leave!"

  The Confucian scholar's eyes had a denser killing intent than ever before, and he finally left decisively, only to meet Ji Youyan at this moment.

  Guo Yi withdrew the two Xian Men, feeling as if all his bones were about to break. At this moment, even an ordinary person who didn't know martial arts could kill him.

  When Ji You Ran hurried over, she only saw Guo Yao sitting on the ground regulating his breath, and the Confucian scholar and the street-side wine shed had already disappeared.

  Her eyes were cold and her gaze was piercing, the iron sword in her hand let out a long, intimidating hum. She seemed to have discovered something from the remaining traces, and her voice was icy as she said: "The Wu Ding Ghost Pearl... In the younger generation of Baigu Shan, there won't be more than three people with such cultivation. Could it be that Ruyi Ghost Young Master?"

  On a mountain top a hundred miles away, a Confucian scholar and a white skeleton gazed out at the isolated city, watching as a sword intent shot straight up into the sky, illuminating half of the city, seemingly warning someone.

  A man in a Confucian robe clenched his fists, staring at the Wu Ding Gui Pearl that had been shattered by the Taiji pattern, and said sternly: "If my Wu Ding Gui Pearl hadn't been shattered by the Tianmen of the Two Instruments Immortal Body, I would have liked to fight Ji You Ran head-on."

  The white skull made a dry sound, like bones rubbing against each other, and said in a very simple tone: "Not good odds."

  The Confucian scholar also knew that he was telling the truth, even if he were in his prime, it would be almost impossible to defeat Ji You Ruan, but he wouldn't have fled as wretchedly as he did today.

  "The legend is true, the Two-Instrument Immortal Body is indeed our Ghost Gate's arch-nemesis. This young man hasn't even fully embarked on his cultivation path yet he can already shatter my Indestructible Ghost Pearl; absolutely cannot let him grow up."

  On top of the mountain, an eerie atmosphere pervades. By the next morning, the entire mountain had turned into a dead zone.

  At noon, the scorching sun was like a fireball, baking the earth.

  A bronze ancient boat flew out of the city, pulled by nine giant pythons. Each python was enormous, and their roars shook the sky and earth. On each python's body were tied nine huge iron chains, each as thick as a person's waist, black and icy cold, with mysterious symbols intertwined on the chains, emitting a dazzling light.

  Nine dragons fly like shooting stars, piercing the sky, shuttling on the earth, among white clouds, in the blink of an eye, flying thousands of miles away, traveling 3 million miles a day.

  Kuo Yeh stood at the bow of the boat, gazing up at the sky, but found that above the clouds was still more clouds, and he did not know how many layers the sky had.

  The ancient Xuan Yu realm is a mystical world, where clouds are above the strange beasts fly and dance, strange birds soar, and from time to time can be seen whirlwinds whistling at the edge of the sky, occasionally still can surprisingly discover an ancient palace floating in the clouds, drifting away into the distance.

  This is a mysterious world, and many strange things are gradually appearing.

  "Where is Wu Meng?" Guo Yi felt that Jiu Jiao Fei Zhou was flying east, and he didn't know where the end point would be.

  The red clothes fluttered on the bow, beautiful like a painting. Ji You said: "The headquarters of Wu Meng is in Shengwu Mountain, and Shengwu Mountain is in the middle of Nanling."

  "Then we should fly north, why east?" Guo Yi was surprised. The Ghost Mountains were at the southernmost part of the ancient Xuan domain's vast world, and to go to Nanling, they naturally had to head north.

  The princess was quietly silent.

  Yan Honglei couldn't bear to listen to Guo Yao's stupid question, so she explained: "The Nanling Mountains and the Youling Mountains are separated by eighteen major mountain ranges, with a total distance of over 300 million miles. Even if the Nine Dragons Flying Boat flew for two years, it would take that long to cross, do you think two years is a short time?"

  Yan Honglei was born in Xiuxianling Palace and naturally knew more than Guo Yi, a rustic from this small world.

  Guo Yi was shocked again, although he already knew that the ancient Xuan domain was vast. The Nine Jiao Flying Boat flew for a day, equivalent to the distance an ordinary person would walk in a lifetime. If it flew for two years, wouldn't that be equivalent to several hundred lifetimes of walking for an ordinary person?

  Guo Yi swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and for some reason, in front of these two women who were as beautiful as goddesses, he, the only male, couldn't muster up any masculinity, and instead seemed to be shorter than them by a head.

  Even with a low voice and humility, Guo Yi endured it, smiled and welcomed her, continuing to ask: "Shifu, where are we going?"

  Yan Hong's tears were as clear and refreshing as a lotus flower emerging from the water, her slender figure standing upright like jade. She said softly, "Naturally, we'll head to Gu Xian Du Kou, take the Wan Huang Fei Zhou, which is a hundred times faster than the Jiu Huang Fei Zhou. We can reach Nan Ling in just a few days."

  Three hundred million miles outside the Yu Jing City, there is a city called "Gu Xian". Gu Xian City is known as the first major city in the You Ling mountain range, and it is said to have been built by ancient immortals.

  The ancient immortal city floats above the clouds, it is a city in the sky, with a range of 9,000 miles all being the ancient immortal city, with rosy clouds soaring into the sky and birds flying around.

  Outside the city is the ancient immortal ferry terminal. The ferry terminal is crowded with people, horses and carriages are densely packed, it's extremely lively, all of them are borrowers going to Nanling.

  The Wan Jiang Flying Boat sets sail once a month, always departing at sunset.

  The lady waited for three days in the ancient city of Xian with Guo Yao and Yan Honglei, until the day when Wan Hou's flying boat was about to set sail. On this day, the people of the ancient city of Xian filled the sky, densely packed, covering tens of miles of airspace.