Shui Meier whispered, her voice was clear and sweet, unconsciously calming.

She thought for a while and said: "If Fenshui City has the most influence, it is undoubtedly the Yishan Sect. The Yishan Sect is the largest sect in the southwest region. According to legend, there are ancestors who are about to overcome the catastrophe and ascend to the Mahayana period. It can be shaken. There are tens of thousands of disciples under his school. For the Yishan Sect, Fenshui City is just a barren land. The Treasure Pavilion was opened here, and only two Outer Sect disciples of the Jindan period were sent to sit here. The neighborhood is the most powerful. The strongest is Shenxingzong, which is only a hundred miles away from Fenshui City. There are three monks in the Yuan Ying stage within the gate, and there are nearly a thousand disciples in the inner gate plus some named disciples."

Qin Yu frowned slightly. The death of the owner of this body in Huang Nanmu is also directly related to these two sects, and asked, "How is the relationship between Yishan Sect and Shenxing Sect today?"

"Contradictions continue. Although Yishanzong has only two people here, the strength behind it is that no one dares to provoke. Shenxingzong also avoids everywhere, and there is no major conflict." Shanye explained.

Qin Yu nodded, just wanting to know the situation, but didn't have the idea of ​​intervening.

Shui Mei'er continued: "In addition to these two sects, there are also three casual cultivators in the Yuanying period. One lives in Fenshui City. It has been a thousand years now. He has received six disciples of the Jindan period, and The two opened up caves in the mountains outside the city. In addition to these people, there are also eight Jindan-period casual cultivators in the city, each of which has gathered dozens of hundreds of loose-foundation cultivators, and they are considered to be the smallest powerful groups. There was friction between them, and the surface remained calm."

"Fenshui City is now divided into eight districts according to the distribution of houses. The eight people occupy one district each and forcibly charge us safety fees." Yang Li was a little bit angry and helpless.

Shui Mei'er and Shan Ye looked indifferent, thinking that they had already accepted the matter.

"There is such a thing, how are their strengths?"

Qin Yu frowned slightly and asked casually.

Shui Mei'er shook her head and said, "It's hard to tell, it's not something we can provoke, and we can't deal with them without them, even with the many casual practitioners under them."

Qin Yu didn't even think about it. Since the matter was a foregone conclusion, he didn't want to change anything. Several people chatted while eating, asking some questions from time to time, and they also had a general understanding of Fenshui City.

A little light shines into the cave through the ventilation hole,

Qin Yu's whole body was wrapped in the hazy mist, and it was looming, the mist surging, like the sea tide, rippling slightly, the protruding stone on the ground could not withstand the pressure, and it broke silently.

His eyelids twitched slightly, and he took a deep breath. The mist in the stone chamber burrowed into his body from the pores. The invisible pressure disappeared without a trace. Everything was light and breezy, as if nothing had happened.

The eyes slowly opened, and a bright light lit up in the stone room. It was fleeting, and the spiritual sense extended infinitely. You could clearly feel the slight vibration of the spiritual energy. Outside the stone room, the sound of the three activities of Shui Meier, the mountain and Yang Li passed through. In the senses, it's like seeing it with your own eyes.

A night of retreat, and a lot of diligence in strength.

He got up and stood up, his spiritual sense disappeared immediately, the spiritual sense was swept away, and what he saw was exactly the same as the sense sensed in the spiritual sense, and he smiled slightly and walked out of the stone room...