The city of Tengqian City is a city with a long history and occupies a very high position in the territory of Ziyuan Avenue Palace.

The sun was sunny, and fruit stalls near the east of the city were one after another. The peddlers selling fruits shouted and shouted through the sky. Although they were sweating like rain, they were so happy.

There is a large pergola in front of the stall. Judging from its coverage, it should be built by these stalls together.

Under the awning, guests were chatting in groups of three or three, and the peels of the melons and fruits under the tables and chairs were covered with ants. Hard work and laziness seemed to have reached some kind of harmony at this moment.

"I heard that there was a ghost in the small town on the south side of the city last night." The middle-aged man in garlic was eating fruits and vegetables while chatting with the old man next to him.

"When I left the city this morning, I saw three garrisons in the city going there. No matter how powerful the ghost meets the garrison, it will only be wiped out in ashes."

"You are right. I heard that these three garrison masters have extraordinary origins. They are disciples of Zishang Taoist Palace."

"Is Zi Shang Dao Palace?" The young man who was drinking tea and resting in the distance smiled faintly, got up and threw out a few copper plates, which accurately fell into the hands of the peddler.

"Too many, too many." The peddler has been selling fruits and vegetables here for a long time and still has eyesight. Seeing the boy's move just now, he had already guessed that the boy was capable. Whether he was dissatisfied with the heart or was afraid that the boy would be unable to guess, the peddler insisted on returning the excess copper coins.

"Not much, not much." The young man bowed his hand slightly, stepped on his side, and his figure was like a swallow, flying lightly towards the hill next to him.

The peddler widened his eyes and looked in disbelief in the direction of the young man's departure.

"Liulang, why are you stunned? Why don't you hurry up and give us fruit and tea!"

"Didn't you see..."

"What do you see, be quicker!"

The peddler named Liulang shrank his head and smiled, "Come here, come here." He decided to imprint the scene he had just seen in his mind, and no one told him that as for those copper plates, he must collect them well in the future, which was through the hands of a monk!

Near the mountain, the young man rose and fell, and soon he left the awning far behind.

"Hey, Xiao Lingqi, the peddler seemed to admire you very much."

The young man was Ling Qi who came out of the Taoist Palace, and Miao Xiaomiao hugged in Ling Qi's sleeve.

It would be fine if he didn't mention this. When Ling Qi was mentioned, he became angry. He raised his hand and looked at the drops of juice flowing out of his sleeve. Ling Qi said angrily: "Why don't you clean it up for me!"

Miao Xiaomiao glared. When he found that Ling Qi outside could not see his appearance, he rolled his eyes, stepped on his four steps, and the dust washing technique instantly applied to Ling Qi's sleeve.

"Where are we going?" Miao Xiaomiao observed the situation outside through the water mirror technique. When he saw that Ling Qi was not walking into the city, he asked curiously.

"Didn't you hear their conversation while in the pergola?"

"Uh..." Miao Xiaomiao really had no idea. He looked at his round belly and pouted and said, "You know me. Once you eat the spiritual fruit, you can't walk, let alone focus on others."

This should be considered the biggest shortcoming of Miao Xiaomiao. Ling Qi mentioned it a few times before, but who knew that Miao Xiaomiao didn't care. Maybe he was quite confident in his perception ability.

"We are going to the small town in the south of the city. The disciples of Zichang Taoist Palace appear there, which must be more than just ghosts." Ling Qi chose the direction and galloped towards the other side.

Miao Xiaomiao's mind moved and found the information about Zi Shang Dao Palace in the identity wooden sign. Looking at the content on it, Miao Xiaomiao grinned: "I thought it was a first-class sect, but it turned out to be just a second-class force."

"Don't underestimate others. There are only three first-class forces within the Dao Palace. Although there are more second-class forces, there are only eight. As one of the eight families, the strength of Zi Shang Dao Palace cannot be underestimated."

"Have Xiao Lingqi met them before?" Miao Xiao Miao noticed Ling Qi's expression and asked.

Ling Qi hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "I suffered a little loss in front of the disciples of Zi Shang Dao Palace who are one level higher than me."

Meow little meow held his claws and said ruthlessly: "I will avenge you later!"

Ling Qi laughed and whispered: "Forget it, he shouldn't be here now, let alone my own place needs to be retrieved by myself, so that I can enjoy it."

Miao Xiaomiao said to give up, but the anger in his heart did not diminish at all. He made up his mind to make the disciple of Zi Shang Taoist Palace look good.

But this angry came and went inexplicably, less than half a stick of incense, and he left behind the idea he had just made up.

About two quarters of an hour later, they arrived in front of the gate of a small town. Looking at the spiritual light shields shrouded over the town, Meow Xiaomiao turned her head and asked, "Who built these defensive array prohibitions?"

"According to the literature records in the Taoist Palace, the defense arrays or defense restrictions of villages and towns are built by the fairy gates that are closer to each other, which is also a relatively large cause and effect. As for larger cities, their defense is the responsibility of the Taoist Palace.

Of course, this is just a rule in the Dao Palace realm. As for the defenses in the other major sects, I don’t know.”

Miao Xiaomiao is not in Ling Qi's sleeve now, but has climbed up on his shoulders before. Looking at the spiritual light shield in front of him, Miao Xiaomiao can't help but recall his days in the village.

"Why are you stupid?" Ling Qi looked at Miao Xiaomiao's dazed gaze, scraped his nose, and then walked in quickly.

Speaking of which, this defensive magic array does not mean to block mortals and mortals, but it will play a role in blocking cultivators, monsters and spirit beasts with spiritual power.

Ling Qi stood at the bottom of the town gate, and his hands and techniques together emitted a light of inspiration into the town gate.

In an instant, the spiritual light shield shook slightly, and Ling Qi walked into the room with Miao Xiaomiao.

Everyone in the town was taking a nap closed, and Ling Qi couldn't bother them, so he started walking around casually.

Soon, Miao Xiaomiao's eyes lit up and she said softly: "I found their breath. The disciples of Zichang Taoist Palace are cautious enough and actually used the method of breath retention."

"You have discovered it even if you are careful." Ling Qi was amazed at Miao Xiaomiao's perception ability. After patting Miao Xiaomiao, he quietly moved in the direction Miao Xiaomiao pointed.

After a stick of incense, they arrived in a dilapidated courtyard.

The courtyard is not big, the roof has long collapsed, and the courtyard walls are also very dilapidated.
Chapter completed!