The scenery also began to become desolate, with barren land and sparse grass and trees everywhere.

It was as if we had arrived at a remote and desolate place. The scene looked quite bleak, and it made people feel a little lonely.

But two days later, Chen Yun finally dropped the magic weapon in a place called Falcon Cloud Town.

The magic weapon slowly landed on the ground, raising a slight cloud of dust.

Chen Yun stood on the magic weapon, looked around, and then slowly walked into the town along a dirt road.

This town is much simpler than other towns I have seen on the road. Not only is it small in area, but it also has only three or four criss-crossing streets.

The street looked bumpy and not flat at all, and the houses were mostly made of yellow mud and wooden strips.

It looks crooked and a bit dirty, as if it has not been repaired for a long time. The whole town gives people a feeling of being dilapidated and desolate.

Chen Yun frowned slightly as he walked on a dirt road in the town, glancing left and right from time to time.

There was a hint of curiosity and vigilance in his eyes. He wanted to see what the town was like. After all, he had just arrived, so he should be cautious.

The weather at this time was extremely cold, and the wind was howling, as if it was going to freeze people's bones.

Everyone on the road wore thick fur coats, wrapping themselves tightly.

But Chen Yun was only wearing a scholar's robe. The thin clothes looked particularly out of place in such cold weather, and anyone who saw him would find it unusual.

But some mortals passing by wearing thick fur coats turned a blind eye to this situation.

No one looked surprised, as if it was normal for Chen Yun to dress like this.

This made Chen Yun feel a little strange, and he thought that there must be something unusual about this town.

Chen Yun's face showed a pensive look. Just when he felt something was strange, his expression suddenly moved and he felt a fluctuation of spiritual power.

Looking up, I saw two men in white robes, one tall and one short, walking towards me.

The two men were not very old, probably around twenty years old, but with spiritual energy flowing through their bodies, they were already cultivators at the seventh or eighth level of the Qi Refining Stage.

Although the fluctuation of spiritual power was not strong, it was still quite obvious in this small town where most of the people lived.

The two men glanced at Chen Yun with a hint of surprise on their faces, obviously noticing the extraordinaryness of Chen Yun.

When he was about 30 to 40 feet away from Chen Yun, he stopped. The tall and thin young man suddenly bowed respectfully and asked:
"I don't know your surname, senior, but you are here to participate in the Gathering of Kings."

His tone was very polite, with a flattering smile on his face. After all, Chen Yun's cultivation seemed to be higher than theirs, so they did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

"Ginseng King Conference? I haven't heard of it. Chen just heard that there are a lot of spiritual herbs nearby, so he came here to look for some spiritual herbs."

Chen Yun was startled, and a hint of surprise showed on his face. He had indeed never heard of this Ginseng King Conference.

So I was quite surprised and told him the truth about the purpose of my coming here.

"I thought so. The conference has already started for a day. If you were attending the conference, you should have gone to Xueling Mountain a long time ago. It seems that you really passed by this town."

The young man in white robe showed a look of realization. He thought to himself that Chen Yun was not here to attend the meeting, so it was no wonder that he didn't know about this.

"But it doesn't matter. It's still not too late for you to join now, senior."

"This conference is jointly organized by the three major families in Jiangning."

"Not only are there many spiritual medicines for sale at the meeting, there are also more than a dozen spiritual medicines that are hundreds of years old and a thousand-year-old wild ginseng king for auction."

"The meeting should have only been halfway through now."

"The final auction has not started yet. This is much more convenient than searching for spiritual medicine all over the desolate mountains."

"There are many independent cultivators and some small sects exchanging spiritual medicine materials at the conference. Our three major sects do not charge any fees."

Another short young man said in a flattering tone that he was thinking about persuading Chen Yun to attend the conference.

That was also a good thing, so I introduced all the benefits of the conference to Chen Yun, hoping to make Chen Yun interested.

Not only because Chen Yun displayed the cultivation level of the Foundation Establishment Stage, but also because he had more than one storage bag and spirit beast bag on his body. This was enough to make the two of them dare not neglect him.

As soon as they saw Chen Yun's attire and the items on his body, they knew that Chen Yun was definitely not an ordinary cultivator, so their attitude became even more respectful.

"The three great families, could they be the Kong, Zhao, and Dong families?"

Chen Yun's eyes flashed and he asked with a little surprise. He was wondering which three families in this place would be.

So I asked this question based on my guess, wanting to confirm my thoughts.

"Yes. We are the disciples of the Kong family. We are here to receive some seniors who came here after hearing the news. We thought that by now, there would be no more guests."

"I was planning to attend the event. I didn't expect to run into you by chance."

The thin young man said with a smile that he thought it was quite a coincidence.

"Nothing, we can talk about this later. Since there is such a grand event, I will go over and take a look."

Chen Yun pondered for a moment and said calmly that he was thinking that there might be some interesting discoveries at this event.

It's good to go and join in the fun, and by the way, you can also learn more about the situation here.

"Well, I will lead the way for you, senior."

After looking at each other, the short young man immediately said with a smile, with a hint of flattery in his smile.

He was obviously very respectful to Chen Yun, who was suspected to be a disciple of a large sect, and seemed to feel honored to be able to lead Chen Yun.

Afterwards, the two of them each took out a disc-shaped magical weapon from their bodies, threw it into the air with skillful techniques, and then jumped lightly and stood steadily on it.

When Chen Yun saw this, he just threw out a shining flying sword.

As soon as the flying sword appeared, it burst into a dazzling light, and the runes on the sword were looming, and it was obvious at a glance that it was not an ordinary item.

After Chen Yun's figure flashed, he appeared on the flying sword like a ghost. His posture was graceful and relaxed, showing his extraordinary cultivation and means.

"The senior's magic weapon is actually a high-level flying sword. You must be an inner disciple of that big sect who came out to gain experience, right?"

"Otherwise, ordinary disciples would definitely not be able to receive a magical weapon of this quality as a reward from their master."

The tall young man took a look at Chen Yun's flying sword, his face was shocked, his eyes full of envy and amazement.

He couldn't help but speak out. In his opinion, it was possible to own such a high-quality magical weapon.

That person must be of extraordinary status. He must be an inner disciple of a large sect with a high status who can receive such treatment.

The short young man at the side also had an envious look on his face, his eyes were filled with desire, as if he also wished he could have such a powerful magical weapon. "Hehe! There is a rule in my sect that you are not allowed to casually reveal your sect's identity during training. Please don't try to trick me, fellow Taoists."

Chen Yun chuckled and directly brought up the issue. He knew very well what these two people were thinking.

But I don't want to reveal my origins so easily. After all, I have to be cautious in this strange place.

The two of them were suddenly embarrassed when Chen Yun hit the nail on the head and their faces turned slightly red.

However, he became more and more certain that Chen Yun was truly a disciple of some major sect, so his expression became more respectful, and there was a bit more awe in his eyes when he looked at Chen Yun.

The three people below flew into the sky, each activating a magic weapon, and flew towards the southern part of the town.

Their figures left traces in the sky at a very fast speed, and soon they were some distance away from the town.

This so-called "Xueling Mountain" is not too far from the town, standing in the town.

You can vaguely see the continuous dark mountain tops, which look quite spectacular.

But it exudes a mysterious atmosphere, as if it hides many unknown secrets.

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In fact, the Xueling Mountain should be more accurately called the Xueling Mountain Range.

The mountain range stretches for thousands of miles, and its scale is truly grand. It is one of the largest mountain ranges in Liaozhou.

Moreover, it is said that there are demons and monsters lurking in the depths of this mountain range. It is very dangerous, let alone mortals.

Even cultivators with high levels of cultivation would sometimes disappear inexplicably in the mountains.

It seems as if there is a mysterious power deep in the mountains that can devour people silently, which makes people feel fearful.

When the relatives, friends, and fellow teachers of the missing monks heard the news, they would often come in groups, extremely anxious.

They searched everywhere in the mountains, almost covering most of the mountains, but strangely, they did not find anything unusual, as if the missing monks had never been here.

Disappeared without a trace. But even so, there will be monks who continue to disappear in the mountains in the future, and this matter has become more and more strange and confusing.

Fortunately, not everyone who passes through the mountains will disappear, and most of those who disappear are low-level monks from Liaozhou.

As long as you don't go deep into the mountains and move around the periphery of the mountains, you will generally be safe.

Therefore, after some instructions and warnings, the local monks learned their lesson and no longer went deep into the mountain.

As a result, disappearances became a rare occurrence, and gradually no one investigated the anomalies deep in the mountains.

Everyone holds the mentality of "less trouble is worse than more trouble" and tries to avoid dangerous places as much as possible.

Of course, the King of Ginseng Conference held by the three great families of Jiangning could not be held deep in the mountains.

Instead, it was held on a tall mountain at the outermost part, close to the direction of the town. It was relatively safe there and convenient for monks from all sides to come and participate.

When Chen Yun looked up at the top of the mountain from the air, he saw a large and extremely magnificent towers and pavilions appearing on the top of the mountain.

Those buildings, with their carved beams and painted rafters and exquisite decorations, looked extremely new.

Chen Yun's eyes flashed a few times, and he could tell at a glance that these buildings were clearly built recently.

He couldn't help but feel a little confused, and a thoughtful look appeared on his face, secretly guessing the reason behind this.

"The senior has arrived, this is the place."

"All the Foundation Establishment cultivators who are present will be assigned a separate room, and those who are at the Core Formation stage and above will have a separate attic to ensure that all the seniors can rest well."

The tall young man pointed down and introduced with a flattering smile.

He hoped that through a detailed introduction, Chen Yun would be satisfied with the arrangements here, so that he could show off more in front of Chen Yun.

Chen Yun nodded without saying anything more. He just silently observed everything around him, but his spiritual sense was quietly released, carefully and secretly sweeping over the area.

With this glance, his brows inadvertently frowned slightly, and he realized that there was actually a Nascent Soul cultivator inside.

This surprised Chen Yun a little. He wondered secretly whether this was the monk who came to attend the meeting, or the old monster Kong that Feng Zhen mentioned before his death.

Chen Yun couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the strength of the Dajin family really should not be underestimated.

You know, in the Tiannan Immortal Cultivation Family, the highest level of cultivation is only in the middle and late stages of the Jindan stage.

The immortal cultivation families in Tiannan are simply unable to cultivate a Nascent Soul level cultivator. This shows the extraordinary nature of the Dajin land.

However, one thing that surprised him was that the aura of this Nascent Soul cultivator actually contained some corpse qi, although the corpse qi was very slight.

The cover-up was very clever, but Chen Yun's spiritual awareness was far superior to that of the other party.

Even though the other party had good intentions, Chen Yun still noticed a little bit of it when he was paying close attention. Chen Yun wondered in his heart, could it be that this person was practicing some evil magic technique?
If he remembered correctly, the Kong family was from the prestigious Tiansheng Sect of Confucianism.

He is still supported by this sect, regardless of whether this Nascent Soul cultivator is the ancestor of the Kong family.

It's probably inappropriate for the Kong family to make friends with such a person. What kind of hidden story is behind this?

Chen Yun was full of doubts, but he couldn't explore it rashly at the moment, so he could only suppress his curiosity for the time being.

Chen Yun was thinking this in his heart, and he followed the two of them to the gate of the manor. As soon as they landed.

Immediately, four blue-robed monks walked out from the gate. The four monks had tall and straight figures.

They came out in neat steps with polite smiles on their faces, as if they were waiting here specifically to welcome the arriving guests.

……

Almost at the same time, in a secret room more than twenty feet below the ground, the lid of an inky black coffin suddenly moved.

The movement seemed particularly abrupt in this silent secret room, and then a hand as white as jade stretched out from the gap.

The palm looked quite slender, but it revealed an indescribable sense of weirdness.

Then with a gentle push, the lid was opened, and a man in a jade crown and yellow robe suddenly sat up from inside.

The man looked to be in his thirties, with an unremarkable appearance, but at this moment there was a hint of doubt on his face.

He frowned, his eyes filled with confusion and vigilance, as if he had sensed something was wrong.

"What's going on? I suddenly felt a little scared. Is someone spying on me?"

The man muttered to himself, and after hesitating for a moment, he carefully released his spiritual consciousness. (End of this chapter)