Chapter 1864: Sacrifice

Fang Yu glanced at Hua Yan, who had an extremely strong attitude, and asked, "Hua Yan, I really want to know, which family do you come from?"
"You will know in the future. I don't want to tell you everything at once." Huayan smiled lightly and said, "We need to get to know each other slowly."
Fang Yu was speechless.
The group continued on.
Two hours later, they arrived at the Xiaoyang Lake area.
The so-called Xiaoyang Lake is actually not small, but a big lake!
The water of the lake was green, but there was no turbidity. The surface of the lake was still like a mirror, reflecting clear human shadows.
Huayan and Fang Yu flew forward from the east side of Xiaoyang Lake.
This is the same as the map provided by Wandao Pavilion.
The Shuirong Family is indeed located on the east side of Xiaoyang Lake.
All the way forward, Fang Yu was observing the situation on Xiaoyang Lake.
Xiaoyang Lake is very large, but there are pavilions of different sizes in many places on the lake.
In most pavilions, there are people standing.
"grown ups!"
As they continued to approach the Shuirong family, the group of subordinates at the rear couldn't help it.
"Are we really going to the Shuirong Family?" a subordinate asked.
"Yes." Huayan turned her head and said coldly.
"But our identity is not suitable for public appearance..." the subordinate said.
Huayan nodded and said, "I know, so you can disperse later and return first."
Hearing this, all his subordinates' faces changed.
"My lord, how can we leave your side, in case..." a subordinate said in amazement.
"It's okay, there is no one who can keep me in Xiaoyang Lake," Hua Yan said coldly.
As soon as these words came out, although the expressions of the subordinates were still worried, they did not speak again.
It went on for another ten minutes.
At this time, various buildings can be clearly seen.
They have apparently entered the place where the crowd gathered.
"You can disperse." Huayan stopped in the air and said to the many men behind him.
"Yes!"
This group of men bowed to Huayan.
"Shoo, hoo..."
Then, they turned into black lights and disappeared.
Now, only Huayan is left, Fang Yu and Chen Ye are present.
"This is the Shang District. The Shui Rong Family should be somewhere in the Shang District." Hua Yan said.
Fang Yu nodded.
There does not seem to be a city in the Yin-Yang clan, so there is no city wall.
Whether you are in a crowded area, you only need to look at the building conditions on the ground.
"Wow!"
The three people descended from the sky and onto the sidewalk.
"bass!"
Huayan swung her right hand forward, and the black armor that she wore on her body turned into a long robe.
Long dark red hair was scattered on his shoulders.
At this time, she was very different from the time she was wearing armor, but she still gave people a feeling of frost that was thousands of miles away.
But the peerless appearance still attracted the attention of many people around.
Fang Yu took out the map provided by Wandao Pavilion, and the Shui Rong Family was clearly marked on it.
"We should be in this position now, so the Shuirong Family is separated from us... only a few blocks away." Fang Yu said.
"Well, go directly." Hua Yan said.
The three of them walked along the street towards the location of the Shuirong Family.
On the road, you can see many mortals without cultivation bases, but more are monks with cultivation bases.
The biggest difference from the southern boundary is that the monks here basically have a cloak on their left shoulder, and their clothes are all partly armored.
"Why do the monks of the Yin-Yang family have cloaks on their shoulders?" Fang Yu asked.
"This is an important object marking their origins." Huayan said softly, "Under the cloak, is their family's mark or name."
"Oh? Why do you do this?" Fang Yu asked curiously.
"This is a rule formulated by the Great Master of Yin and Yang, and it has been in use ever since. As for the function...I can't explain it clearly." Hua Yan replied.
During the conversation, the three quickly bypassed several streets and came to a large mansion.
On the plaque in front of the Dafu Gate, the words "Shuirong Family" were written impressively!
"Do you really want to wade in this muddy water? I suggest not to." Fang Yu said, "Actually, my identity..."
"I said, I don't care about your past identity." Hua Yan interrupted Fang Yu again, with a strong tone, "I now...I want to help you. You can refuse, but I will still do it."
"……Ok."
Fang Yu said nothing more.
Anyway, if he really fought with the Shuirong family, his identity would be exposed.
After Huayan knew that he was the head of the Yuhua Sect, Fang Yu, who was famous in the southern boundary...all the problems would be solved.
Until then, Huayan can't force him to link him with Lin Mao, right?
The three walked to the front of Shuirong Family.
Four guards stood on either side of the door.
The cloaks on their shoulders are all crimson.
"Who came? Stop immediately!"
Before the three approached, the four guards raised their left hands together and said in unison.
"My name is Fang Yu, I'm here to get the seal of the broken mountain, go in and report it." Fang Yu said grimly to the four guards.
Hearing these words, the four guards' faces changed.
Broken Mountain! ?
They are so low-level that they don't even know what it is!
But judging from Fang Yu's attitude, it does not seem to be good!
Especially the man and woman standing next to Fang Yu had a strong aura.
"Today at the Xiaoyang Lake Sacrifice Meeting, the Patriarch took our core members to worship the gods!" The guard forced a calm voice and said loudly.
Fang Yu squinted slightly, releasing his spiritual consciousness.
Indeed, although there are many cultivation base auras in the Shuirong Family, they are not considered powerful.
Obviously, none of the core members of them are at home.
"Where are they?" Fang Yu asked.
"Why should I tell you, who are you guys!?" the guard said angrily.
"bass!"
But in the next second, a cold breath blasted out.
The four guards were all suspended, and frost appeared on their skin, spreading rapidly.
"what……"
The four guards screamed in horror.
"Where are they?" Hua Yan took a step forward, only cold killing intent on her beautiful face.
"Xiaoyang Lake, Zuixin Pavilion, the ritual will be held there...Don't kill me..." a guard cried.
"Kakka..."
The frost spread rapidly, and it was about to spread to their heads.
"Zixin Pavilion, let's go, Xiao Yu."
Huayan turned around and smiled softly at Fang Yu.
"Puff puff……"
At this moment, the four guards at the rear fell to the ground, still screaming, but the frost on their bodies no longer continued to spread.
The three of them turned and left the Shuirong Family House and headed for the location of Zuixin Pavilion.
...
At this moment, on the east side of Xiaoyang Lake, on the Zuixin Pavilion.
The pavilion is very large, but it is crowded with people, to say nothing, there are five or six thousand people.
Judging from the clothing and the cloak on the shoulders, these people come from hundreds of different families.
In front of Zuixin Pavilion, there is an altar suspended in mid-air.
The altar is surrounded by six diamond-shaped stone steles rotating around, the center of which is glowing with orange light, and a pocket divine shadow can be faintly seen in the orange light.
The four priests are located around the altar, all with their heads down and gray spells in their mouths.
The family members at the Zuixin Pavilion also bowed their heads and looked pious.
"Ask the Moon God to protect our Shuirong family, forever strong and brilliant..."
In the front of the Zuixin Pavilion, a group of monks with crimson cloaks were silently making a wish.