"It's so lively, senior sister." Three young women walked to a table next to Lin Ziyun and sat down.

The waiter in this tavern in the mortal world had never seen such a magical method. He was so scared that he didn't even dare to carry the wine and food.

The three people who came in were disciples of the famous sect. Qian Hualuo sensed that someone was fighting here and recognized it as the Taoist method of the Jianmen, so he came in.

Shi Su Liao didn't expect to meet Lin Ziyun here and shouted happily: "Brother, I haven't seen you for a long time, are you here too?"

Qian Hualuo took Liu Yan to Changkonghao, and the three forces were faintly confronting each other.

Shi Sulia glanced at Yaoyao and seemed to be puzzled: "Big brother, have you forgotten me?"

Seeing her as if she was acting coquettish, Lin Ziyun couldn't help but have a headache. Before he could speak, Yaoyao smiled slightly, approached Lin Ziyun a little, and said with a smile: "Brother Lin is with me to enjoy the flowers and the moon, so I naturally won't remember some things too clearly."

Lin Ziyun felt a headache and could not do anything about it.

At this time, a man in yellow clothes and a topaz lion around his waist also walked into Yunhe Tower. The man was not tall and had an ordinary appearance, but he had a domineering momentum. The man just glanced at the few people indifferently and said lightly: "What's the matter? Let's talk about it until the Mandala Tea Party."

Lin Ziyun recognized this person, who was the famous little magical power sad Jue. Lin Ziyun thought to himself: "With this person here, the Beiyan lineage has the backbone, and the three sides will not be too terrible. What is the Mandala Tea Ceremony?"

Changkonghao smiled coldly and said, "Since my senior brother is talking, I dare not refuse to obey. At the duel meeting of the Mandala Tea Ceremony, I will naturally have a good time for all the fellow Baiqu Sect members."

A beautiful woman beside Fu Yi sneered, "You are so terrified. If you have the ability, just come to fight. I, Yunni, will not be afraid of you. You were defeated by my senior sister in the past, and I will let you relive the old pain."

Changkong Hao waved his sleeves and his breath exploded, but he was stopped by the sad Jue.

Changkonghao snorted coldly and turned around and left. Lin Ziyun knew the trouble here, so he didn't want to get caught up in it, so he got up and left, catching up with Changkonghao.

In a room, Lin Ziyun, Yaoyao, Changkonghao and Shi Sulia sat together to drink tea.

Lin Ziyun said: "Senior, I wonder what the Mandala tea ceremony will be?"

Changkonghao said slightly moved: "It is a martial arts tea party, which was started by fellow Taoist Long Shenyue in the Taoist Court. It is mainly to invite fellow Taoists from the cultivation world to hold a tea ceremony for enlightenment and tasting."

Shi Su Liao continued: "This Dragon God Yue was originally the daughter of King Beishan and was worshipped in the Taoist temple of one of the seventy-two sects of the Immortal Way. This martial arts tea party was held in the Beiliang Palace in Qingzhou. King Beiliang and King Beishan have always had a good relationship."

Lin Ziyun thought to himself: "Didn't this Long Shenyue mean people in Chang'an? Then the King of Beishan is also in Lizhou, so why did he have to hold a martial arts tea party in Qingzhou?"

Changkonghao seemed to see what Lin Ziyun was thinking and smiled: "It is said that Qingzhou has a purple mandala flower, and it has the function of enlightenment, so it is held in this state. Don't underestimate this martial arts tea party, which is very important. The Dragon God Yue family is in Beiyan, but her sect supports Nanyan. This tea party was held by this girl, and the location is even located in the Qingzhou area of ​​Beiyan, which is thought-provoking."

Lin Ziyun said: "Senior Changkong, this time the people who participated in the martial arts tea party gathered disciples from the seventy-two immortal sects in the East Cultivation World. Zhennai Xiandao Festival. Can you tell me, what else is there besides enlightenment and enjoying tea?"

Shi Su Liao on the other side drank a cup of tea and looked at Yaoyao who was bowing his head and silently, not knowing what he was thinking.

Changkonghao looked at Lin Ziyun meaningfully and said, "You guy has no sect and no sect. You haven't seen each other for several months. You haven't seen it just now, but now you notice that your cultivation level is getting higher."

Lin Ziyun was panicked when he saw it, and quickly covered it up and said, "I met a few bad guys on the way to marry her, but she also had some chances."

Changkonghao smiled and said, "I have heard of you kid's marriage. If you kill two people in the West Wind Four Evils, there are only two left for the fifth young master of Tianjia Sect. You kid are very powerful, but you have to be careful. People from these two sects should also appear in Qingzhou."

Lin Ziyun didn't expect that Changkonghao had already discovered this, but he was not afraid of anything. He said coldly: "A great revenge on life and death. If they want to cause trouble for me, Lin had to continue."

Changkonghao smiled and said, "I like your boy's personality."

Lin Ziyun asked, "Senior, you really don't know what the martial arts tea club is?"

Changkonghao looked at Lin Ziyun deeply and said, "This matter will not be known for a long time, so it's okay to tell you. This martial arts tea party is for the Immortal Order."

Lin Ziyun was shocked and thought to himself that there was indeed another hidden truth. He did not show any of it and continued to ask: "Hasn't the Immortal Order taken away by Nan Yan?"

Changkonghao smiled and shook his head and sighed, "God knows that a very evil monk from the Black and White Buddha Sect snatched the Immortal Order. I heard that it was because the young monk's junior sister liked it, so the demon monk snatched the Immortal Order, and even Fu Yi didn't stop the monk."

Changkonghao looked at Lin Ziyun in confusion and said, "Brother Lin, what's wrong?"

Lin Ziyun shook his head. The Immortal Order is of great importance and he will not reveal anything to anyone.

Lin Ziyun said, "The day before yesterday, I met a strange man who had practiced strange martial arts. The man's blood and energy were dry and his strength was extremely strong. Moreover, when I fought with that man, I felt that the man's spiritual power was a bit strange. I thought this tea party was related to this matter."

Changkonghao took a deep breath and asked, "Is that person's spiritual energy extremely mottled, and that person seems to have never dried up."

Lin Ziyun's face changed drastically and she said, "Senior, have you met that person?"

Changkonghao sighed: "The West Sea Demon Cultivator..."

The ancient Mingxing is divided into four domains, the East Earth, the North Earth, the South and the West Sea. The three domains of the southeast and the north are orthodox practitioners, while the West Sea demon cultivators are notorious and are the devourers of everyone's fear.

After Lin Ziyun returned to the room, he kept thinking about the four words "West Sea Demon Cultivation". He went through disasters along the way. In addition to taking every step, he had also received help from many people.

Lin Ziyun said in his heart: "Miss Qi Yi, the devil cultivator of the West Sea, the Seven-Star Secret Realm, and I became the son of the demon. Only by quickly improving my cultivation can I have a foothold."

"Some things in this world are not what you want, they can follow your wishes. Besides, I, Lin Ziyun, are not the kind of person who can be at the mercy of others." After Lin Ziyun thought through his thoughts, he felt much happier.

"Brother Lin, are you hiding and drinking again?" There was a knock on the door outside, and Lin Ziyun heard that it was a Yaoyao.

Lin Ziyun smiled and said, "I didn't hide from you, let alone I'm not drunk for a thousand cups, so drinking some wine is nothing."

Yaoyao covered her mouth and smiled, "You should go find that black-faced charcoal to drink."

Lin Ziyun knew that she was talking about Changkonghao, and hurriedly said, "These people have a high level of cultivation, so don't cause trouble."

Yaoyao twisted his mouth and said, "No one heard it again."

Lin Ziyun asked with a smile: "Why, the Yaoyao girl is also here to drink with me?"

Yaoyao stood beside the door and window, smiled and said, "That's not, I'm just wondering, why are the big guys in the world in this small Wangjiang Mansion?"

Lin Ziyun said disapprovingly: "Maybe there is a coincidence, but the Mandala Tea Ceremony is held in Qingzhou, so it is naturally a storm."

Yaoyao smiled and took Lin Ziyun's hand and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to see a teacher."

Lin Ziyun asked, "Who is it?"

Yaoyao smiled but said nothing, pretending to be mysterious.

The two walked through an alley, entered an alley, and walked a few meters southeast. Lin Ziyun looked up and saw that there was no road here, it was a dead end. He saw Yaoyao's steps fast and his body was rushing to the wall like a light swallow.

Yaoyao covered her mouth and said, "Brother Lin, come up quickly."

Lin Ziyun frowned and said nothing. Yaoyao smiled at him and said, "Don't be afraid, this is the backyard."

Seeing that this girl was actually going to take him as a thief, Lin Ziyun was too rude, so he acted to leave.

Yaoyao said anxiously: "Brother Lin, you believe I am definitely not stealing. I will tell you the reason later."

Lin Ziyun said, "Look at you, you have no good idea."

The two of them crossed the high wall and hid under a rolling window.

I heard a voice in my fifties and sixties in the house saying, "Your Majesty, in this time when I am in danger of Qin, Your Majesty endures humiliation and must not reveal his identity."

Lin Ziyun hugged a hole the size of an eye on the paper window with his fingers, and saw a handsome boy dressed in a book boy sighing left and right in the room. The boy grabbed a teacup and threw it on the ground, saying viciously: "These evil demons and heretics colluded with strange parties to harm my emperor brother. In the future, I must kill the enemy's head with my own hands to sacrifice Brother Long's spirit in the sky."

The old man shook his head and sighed, "How is Your Majesty comparing to Taizu?"

The young man didn't know why the old man asked this question, but the founding emperor of the Great Qin State was a talented and stubborn man. The young man pondered for a while and said, "It's better."

The old man asked again: "In His Majesty's opinion, how is the old minister comparing with Zhang Ce?"

The young man dressed in a book boy thought about it and said, "Although Mr. Su is knowledgeable and talented, he is a great scholar of his generation, he seems to be even worse."

The old man in gray sighed, "Yes, the old emperor created the foundation for all generations, and fought south and north for more than ten years. Why should your Majesty be anxious for a moment? Our Qin State is strong and it is difficult to expand its territory, but if Your Majesty guards Nanwan, Qingzhou, you will be ineffective and do nothing, it will be difficult for us to defend the foundation of this ancestor."

The young man seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, held the chair and sighed, "Do you even feel helpless?"

The old man in gray said, "Forgive me and others, your Majesty... When the storm is swaying, King Pingyang has ulterior motives, and the Marquis of Zhenguo is trapped in the border. For the sake of the present, the old minister suggests that Your Majesty move the capital to Nanwan. First, it can prevent King Pingyang from raising troops to rebel in Yuezhou and form a tolerant trend of water and fire for us. Second, the Nanwan is prosperous in terrain, convenient transportation, and natural dragon veins. Building a capital here will surely ensure peace and stability."

"Mr. Su, do you know that Southern Yan is only a hundred miles away from Qingzhou? If the enemy attacks north, what should we do?" asked the young man dressed in Shutong.

"Your Majesty, although it is strong outside the country, it is easy to get in. But it is even more difficult to defend against the thief of the family. King Pingyang is ambition. If Your Majesty does not move the capital, I am afraid that this person will destroy the foundation of the Great Qin without spending troops."

Lin Ziyun looked at Yaoyao and said in secret: "Who is this person? You should tell me."

Seeing that the two of them stopped talking, Lin Ziyun and Yaoyao retreated.

Yaoyao said: "The old man in gray is Mr. Su Haosu, whose reputation is resounding throughout the world. I was taken to his school by my father three years ago. As for that young man, Brother Lin, you should have guessed that he is the young king of Qin today."

Lin Ziyun had heard of Su Hao's name. This person was a well-known writer in the world. He had been known to the world for more than 20 years. The famous Sima Rui'an was as famous as this person.

"It seems that when Li Long, the Northern Yan, died, there was no more. Lord Su actually secretly brought the little emperor to Qingzhou. What they meant was to be moved here." Lin Ziyun said.

Yaoyao nodded and said, "It should be right. The power of King Pingyang is too large. I didn't expect that even the emperor could only slip away from his feet. It's so pitiful."

As soon as Yaoyao finished speaking, her beautiful eyes stared at Lin Ziyun and smiled into a crescent shape. Lin Ziyun was panicked when she saw her and speeded up.

Yaoyao came over and said with a smile: "I have an idea!"

Lin Ziyun thought to himself: "This little girl has many bad ideas, she must be thinking about harming others."

"Brother Lin, it is said that the Immortal Order can gather the dragon energy of the Nine Five Lords. It is useless for ordinary people to get it."

Lin Ziyun opened her mouth and said in surprise: "Don't you want to?"

Yaoyao snapped her fingers and said, "That's right."

"Then why did you give the Immortal Order to a Young Boy?" Lin Ziyun couldn't help asking.

Yaoyao gave him a blank look when he said that the emperor was a young boy. It was because Lin Ziyun’s identity as an immortal cultivator said this was a bit reliable, and Yaoyao did not refute it. Yaoyao said: "At the beginning, I wanted the Immortal Order, but I actually had my own heart."

Lin Ziyun smiled and said, "Do you want to be the emperor too?"

Yaoyao sighed and said, "I don't even want to be the king or the prime minister. The emperor of the ages is nice to say, wouldn't it be lonely? But my tribe doesn't think so."

Lin Ziyun continued, "So you still want the Immortal Order, just for your patriarch?"

Yaoyao gave him a blank look and said, "I am the leader of the clan."
To be continued...