The ancient teleportation array is located in the center of Lingxiao Square, but the crowds around the ancient teleportation array are much less.

Moreover, most of the people who entered the ancient teleportation array were disciples wearing Ling Xiaozong's costumes, and those casual cultivators who entered here were not qualified to use this ancient teleportation array at all.

Lingxiao Square does not only have the ancient teleportation formation, otherwise, it would be impossible to attract so many foreign monks to enter this place.

Lingxiao Square is very large, there are many stalls here, and monks who set up shops here.

Most of the monks who entered Lingxiao Square were to buy things here, or set up a small stall to sell things.

Zhuo Wen passed through the crowd and finally came to the ancient teleportation array.

Beside the ancient teleportation array, a bald old man sat cross-legged.

In front of Zhuo Wen, five young men dressed in Lingxiaozong costumes were waiting with jade plaques in their hands.

"Which sect are you a disciple of?" A big-eyed female cultivator standing in front of Zhuo Wen asked curiously as she looked at Zhuo Wen behind her.

As soon as the big-eyed female cultivator said this, the rest of the disciples also looked at Zhuo Wen. It was obvious that Zhuo Wen was dressed like a casual cultivator.

Ordinary casual cultivators are not qualified to enter the ancient teleportation array.

"I'm just a casual cultivator!" Zhuo Wen said lightly.

"It's just casual cultivators? Then why are you here? You casual cultivators are not qualified to use the ancient teleportation formation." The big-eyed female cultivator said with some contempt.

Several other monks also shook their heads, don't overdo it and stop paying attention to Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen stopped answering, but silently waited for the team.

Seeing that Zhuo Wen didn't answer, the big-eyed female cultivator turned her head away bored.

After checking the teleportation cards of these monks, the bald man let them enter the ancient teleportation array.

"You also want to use the ancient teleportation array?" The bald old man gave Zhuo Wen an indifferent look.

Zhuo Wen cupped his fists, took out the teleporter Yin Bingyun gave him, and handed it to the bald old man.

Although Ren Yongan said that this teleportation card is no longer suitable for the current ancient teleportation formation, Zhuo Wen still intends to try, otherwise he will not be reconciled.

"Huh? This teleportation card is of a style tens of thousands of years ago. You actually have this kind of teleportation card?" The bald old man let out a sigh after receiving the teleportation card.

Zhuo Wen said with a smile: "My ancestors used to be disciples of the hundred great sects of the star field, but later on, the younger generations failed to live up to their expectations and failed to enter the hundred great sects, so this teleportation card has been passed down from generation to generation."

The bald old man nodded, and immediately threw the teleportation card to Zhuo Wen, saying: "The array engraved on your teleportation card is too incompatible with the current ancient teleportation array, so it cannot be used."

Putting away the teleportation card, Zhuo Wen's eyes dimmed, he clenched his fists at the bald old man, and left the place.

However, before leaving, the bald old man murmured in a low voice: "Now the control of teleportation cards is not as strict as before, if there are enough sacred stones and reliable channels, you can still buy them. "

Zhuo Wen was startled, and he clenched his fists at the bald old man again, he knew that this was done deliberately by the bald old man, just to remind him.

"It seems that we have to find a way to get a teleportation card! It's just that it will be more difficult to get an ownerless teleportation card!"

Zhuo Wen frowned slightly, and while walking, he was thinking about how to get the teleportation card.

Suddenly, a gust of fragrant wind came to his nostrils, and then a palm grabbed his right arm, leading him towards the entrance of an alley.

"Brother Zhuo, I am Yun Chuyu, not an enemy!"

A sound transmission penetrated into Zhuo Wen's soul, and Zhuo Wen, who was planning to resist, suddenly stopped, allowing Yun Chuyu to lead him into the alley.

Entering the dark alley, Yun Chuyu took off her veil, revealing a beautiful appearance, looking at Zhuo Wen with reddish eyes.

"Miss Yun, so you are fine! How about Shao Tong?" Zhuo Wen looked at Yun Chuyu in surprise and said.

Yun Chuyu's eyes became even redder, she choked up and said: "Shao Tong is dead, and all the people from the Ziwei Sect are dead, I..."

Speaking of this, Yun Chuyu involuntarily leaned on Zhuo Wen's shoulder, crying bitterly, crying very sadly.

Zhuowen silently looked at the crying woman leaning on his shoulder, sighed softly, and did not move his shoulder.

The Ziwei sect belonged to Yun Chuyu, so it would be gone as long as it was gone. Her daughter's family must have a lot of grievances and discomforts in her heart.

Now meeting Zhuo Wen gave her a sense of security, so she vented all the grievance and discomfort in her heart on Zhuo Wen in the form of crying.

"Brother Zhuo, I'm sorry, I lost my composure just now!"

Yun Chuyu wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, raised her head, and looked at Zhuo Wen with reddish cheeks. JrNovels.com