Star Gazing Tower, Bagua Platform.
Song Qing climbed to the Bagua Platform and bowed to the back of the supervisor:
Teacher, Wei Yuan's body has been reshaped, but only human souls are the two souls of heaven and earth. If he cannot recover the two souls, he will never be able to wake up.
The supervisor glanced at him coldly and said: Didn’t you list the materials for refining the soul-summoning bell for him?
Song Qing showed a hint of embarrassment. After all, the teacher said before that we should not tell Xu Qi'an the news that Wei Yuan was still alive.
He endured until now, and when the overall situation was settled, he passed on the news that Wei Yuan had a glimmer of hope to the alchemy genius Mr. Xu, asking him to collect materials for refining the soul-summoning bell.
Song Qing, who violated his teacher's order, was just a little embarrassed. It seemed that this was the norm, and said regretfully:
It's just this cultivation level...
The supervisor said slowly: With his qualifications, it is a pity to take the path of a martial artist. A vulgar martial artist is not suitable for him.
Then he was silent and said nothing more.
Song Qing continued: Unfortunately, Mr. Xu has left Beijing, and Junior Sister Zhong Li has to enter the sealed place at the bottom of the building again. I don’t know when she will be able to survive the misfortune.
It won't be too long.
The surveillance officer looked at the distant horizon.
You have been in the realm of alchemy for too long. When will you be promoted to the fifth grade?
The supervisor withdrew his gaze and looked at Song Qing.
Song Qing showed a puzzled expression and asked back: Why should I be promoted?
The supervisor was silent for a moment, then looked at the distant horizon, and no longer cared about the fourth disciple.
……
Stargazing at the bottom of the tower.
Oil lamps illuminate the space and sprinkle dim light.
Zhong Li was wearing a linen robe, under her messy long hair, her bright eyes reflected the candlelight, and she slowly walked in the deep and quiet corridor.
When passing by a room, a man's voice came from it:
Is it Junior Sister Zhong Li?
Zhong Li stopped and stopped in front of the door, soft and soft voice: Yes!
Why are you back? That guy promised to bear the bad luck for you, but he sent you back every few days.Yang Qianhuan hummed twice.
There are three floors underground in the Star Gazing Tower, which are used to detain prisoners with unforgivable evils but have too high cultivation.After all, an ordinary cell cannot be locked in a fifth or fourth grade.
However, there are not many warriors who can be locked up at the bottom of the Stargazing Tower, and these people usually don’t live long, so the prison at the bottom of the Stargazing Tower is very quiet.
On the contrary, Yang Qianhuan and Zhong Li are regular visitors.
It is worth mentioning that these two people have fixed private rooms on the first floor, and Zhong Li's room was set up by the supervisor to help her suppress her bad luck.
Yang Qianhuan's room was also set up by the supervisor, in order to prevent him from escaping.
He, he left the capital...
Zhong Li said sadly.
It’s better to leave the capital, Wei Yuan is dead and his backer is gone.At this time, I will not leave Beijing, waiting for the emperor to settle the score with him?
Yang Qianhuan sneered, both happy and sad.
The joy is because Xu Qi'an has left, and Yang Qianhuan will be the only one in the capital.
I was sad because Xu Qi'an had left, and I felt a sense of depression that my life was gone, and he was the only one who was independent at the peak and the heights were cold.
The emperor is dead and will not settle the score with him.Zhong Li whispered.
The emperor died?Yang Qianhuan was shocked and said in a daze:
Yuan Jing succeeded in practicing Taoism, and his life span should not be so short.
Zhong Li said concisely: Xu Qi'an killed him.
The room suddenly became quiet, and after a moment, Yang Qianhuan's trembling voice came:
During my time being locked up by my teacher, did something big happen to the capital?
Zhong Li Yes, "Xu Qi'an," he...
Don't, don't tell me, please don't tell me!
Yang Qianhuan immediately interrupted, saying that he didn't want to listen, and that he was just chanting sutras.
Zhong Li Oh, and he was about to walk with his feet raised. After walking a few steps, Yang Qianhuan's slightly sharp voice came from behind:
No, don’t leave junior sister, I am indeed...
He paused, and said in a tone of disappointment:
As expected, I still couldn't resist the temptation of that man.
Zhong Li returned to the door.
What did he do to kill the emperor? The emperor is the king of a country. The king-killer is not tolerated by heaven and earth. The reputation he had finally accumulated was destroyed by this. Wait, can he kill the king? !
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Qianhuan heard Zhong Li’s soft voice say:
He is a third rank, the emperor deserves to die, and the people applaud.
She can't tell stories, but in just such a short sentence, a heavy breathing sound came from the room.
This, this...
A rumble, as if he was swallowing: Can you tell me?
Zhong Li briefly told Yang Qianhuan about what happened over the past period of time, and the sentences were brief, just to restore the process of the matter, without too much description.
But the breathing sounds in the room became heavier.
Damn, hamn Ah...
The sound of beating the wall sounded, accompanied by Yang Qianhuan's envious voice:
Why did he do all the things that are so popular alone? The tyrant ruler is injustice, so Xu attacked him?Why isn't Yang? I'm envious...
After killing the emperor, the people in the capital applauded, and all the loyal and honest people praised him. From then on, they became famous and became the center of topics for countless people. They didn’t have to pay for buying vegetables when they went out...
Yang Qian fantasized the people in the capital cheering and shouting, "The sky will not be born in Yang Qianhuan, and the eternal night is like the long night, and the young master Yang really has a great conscience. Then, he stood on a high place, with his back to all living beings, and said leisurely:
Inviting the bright moon to pick the stars, there is no such person as self in the world.
As he thought about it, Young Master Yang couldn't help but tremble.
It can be foreseeable that Xu Qi'an will be famous in history and leave several brilliant strokes in the history of Dafeng.
This bastard is just a show-off in the eyes of the world, but he still has to show-off in front of future generations... However, I really can't imitate such behavior, so I'm so unwilling to accept it.
Zhong Li comforted: If Senior Brother Yang is here, he will definitely be famous in history. Unfortunately, Senior Brother is in seclusion at the bottom of the building.
What, what does it mean?
Yang Qianhuan's voice was a little trembling.
Chu Yuanzhen, Li Miaozhen and others intercepted the emperor's clone outside the city and made outstanding contributions. They were nominated in the notice this morning.Also, Xu Qi'an told me at that time that it would be great if Senior Brother Yang had not gone into seclusion.
Your teleportation technique is very useful, but unfortunately you were locked up here by the teacher.
After Zhong Li finished speaking, Yang Qianhuan did not respond for a while. She seemed to realize that she had said the wrong thing, her head shrank and she slipped away in small steps.
A few seconds later, Yang Qianhuan's heart-wrenching cry came from behind:
This Si Tianjian is fine if you don’t wait!!!
……
Yunzhou.
With the mountains stacked, the majestic city is built against the mountains, with houses and attics hidden in the forest, with crowds of people and extremely lively.
The name of this city is Qianlong!
The city has a population of more than 200,000, and is composed of the people of Yunzhou, scattered people in the rivers and lakes, despairs and the army. It makes a living by farming and half hunting.
The person with the greatest power in the city is the city lord. Under his governance, Qianlong City is in order, and even the desperate people who surrender to it must obediently restrain their violent temperament.
Those scattered people in the martial arts world who were dissatisfied with the Dafeng court called Qianlong City the Pure Land and the city lord the wise lord.
As for the people who were originally captured from all over Yunzhou to increase the population, they lived a peaceful life because they lived a wealthy place here. For the people at the bottom, as long as they could eat and wear, it didn't matter where they could take root.
Outside Qianlong City, there are a bunch of villages used to garrison troops, responsible for robbing, acting as a defensive post, and training new recruits.
Outside the city, a group of soldiers led more than 300 militiamen to cut down trees and widen the roads, preparing to consolidate the foundation and build new houses in this area to accommodate the refugees who had just been accommodated.
The leader was a handsome young man, naked, holding a big axe in his hand, cutting down trees one by one.
The muscles bulged with his movements, filled with the beauty of masculinity of males.
An old man in Taoist robe stood aside and looked at the young master who was obviously of high cultivation but was working hard to cut down trees like an ordinary man.
The old Taoist priest sighed and said: Young Master, this area of Feng Shui is so good. It is really a waste of resources for refugees to live in.
It’s okay, it’s okay, when you come to Qianlong City, you are all your own people.
The strong young man wiped his sweat and continued to cut down.
The old Taoist, whose Taoist name is Jiaoye, smiled freely. He was originally a Taoist priest who learned a lot of knowledge about swordsmanship, a little bit of merits of the Earth Sect, and a little bit of mountain doctors' destiny.
A few years ago, because he was not angry about the dog officials bullying good people, he angrily took action to kill people. He was wanted by the local government. Later, he wandered to Yunzhou. By chance, he entered Qianlong City.
After staying here for several years, he was appreciated by Ji Xuan, the seventh son of the city lord, who is the young man in front of him, and was recruited as a guest minister.
The old Taoist was originally a little nervous, after all, Yi Yun Yehe was used to it, he didn't understand the rules, nor did he want to understand it, and he couldn't do a job to serve others.
Unexpectedly, this young master was more idle than him. He wandered around the city all day long, drank and gambled with the desperate, and chatted with the people of the city about prey and harvest.
He is also a good at working, and he does his own work and works with the soldiers and civilians.
In Qianlong City, anyone who mentions Young Master Ji Xuan will show a friendly smile.
The old Taoist banana leaves regrets that the iron cannot be achieved by the steel path:
Young Master, Ji Qian is dead now, you should show your strength and compete for the position of heir.Why are you still so lazy?You used to hide your strength and keep a low profile. I understand that when will you not compete for the competition now?
The young man squinted his eyes and smiled:
Taoist priest, those things, my father gave me, are mine.If I didn't give it to me, I couldn't take it away.
The old Taoist stomped his feet in anger: Then you have to show off.
The young man stopped cutting, raised the axe in his hand, and smiled brightly: I have been doing it.
At this time, an armored guard came and said loudly: Young Master Ji Xuan, the city lord ordered you to go to the Star Gazing Pavilion.
The young man and the old Taoist looked at each other and smiled.
……
The Star Gazing Pavilion is on the top of the mountain, climbing up to see the distance.
Ji Xuan changed into a brand new blue robe and finally came to a forest garden along the stone steps laid in the mountains.
Young Master Xuan!
The guard outside the Lin Garden bowed and clasped his fists.
Ji Xuan greeted the guards with a smile, stopped his pace, chatted slowly for a few words before entering the small garden.
Walking through the courtyard and through the attics, Ji Xuan stopped outside a small garden, and two black-clad guards stood at the door.
This is his father, the black shadow guard of the city lord of Qianlong City.
There are not many people in the Black Shadow Guard, but each Black Shadow Guard has at least a fifth grade in cultivation.
The two black shadow guards bowed and did not say hello.
In front of them, Ji Xuan restrained his smile, politely clasped his fists, and then entered the garden.
He came to a loft with ease and said respectfully: Father, national teacher.
The door of the attic automatically opened, and a mellow and gentle voice came from inside: Come in!
Ji Xuan crossed the threshold and entered the lobby on the first floor.
The candlelight is bright, the curtains are low, and expensive knitted lichens are laid on the floor of the hall, and four-legged golden beasts are spitting out sandalwood fragrance.
The middle-aged man in a purple robe sat upright on a big chair and looked at Ji Xuan majesticly. This was his seventh son, the seventh son who was not doing his job properly.
Father!
Ji Xuan did not squint his eyes, but bowed his hands again and shouted.
Then, he looked at the drooping curtain, and the white clothes sitting cross-legged, squinted and smiled: National Master!
The middle-aged man in purple robe said slowly: The spirit of the dragon vein has been destroyed, and the foundation of Dafeng has been cut apart. It can be foreseeable that the Central Plains will be in chaos.
Ji Xuan smiled and said:
Congratulations to my father and the national teacher for achieving great achievements.
The white clothes sitting cross-legged in silence.
The middle-aged man in purple robe shook his head and said regretfully: Although the dragon vein is destroyed, his luck has never been taken out.
This... Ji Xuan showed an unexpected look, and his gentle and close face showed a little seriousness, and said: If the national master takes action personally, can he not succeed?
The white clothes behind the curtains hey:
Not only did he fail, he almost died in the capital.I have never underestimated the surveillance officer, but underestimated him.
Upon hearing this, Ji Xuan narrowed his eyes and even the national sect almost died in the capital. It is conceivable how tragic the battle was at that time.
What the national master said was that container in the capital, his cousin Xu Qi'an?
What did Xu Qi'an do? Judging from the national teacher's intention, it seemed that he had a big fall on him.
He has always paid attention to the cousin who was born as a container. No, to be precise, people from their lineage are paying attention to it secretly.
The legitimate son Ji Qian, who was given high hopes by his family, was because he was always concerned that he was jealous and used the excuse of going out for a trip, but in fact he was provocative and caused trouble. As a result, he was beheaded by Xu Qi'an in Jianzhou.
Everyone knows this about Xu Qi'an's unique talent, but it is really unbelievable to say that he can destroy the national teacher's plan and make the national teacher almost lose his way.
Baiyi behind the curtain sighed: He is already a third-ranked person, and he has known my identity for a long time and has made some arrangements in secret.He and the supervisor joined forces, and no one in the world can count these two people.
The third grade... Ji Xuan, who has a super talent in his own right son Ji Qian, narrowed his eyes and tsk twice:
My cousin is probably the first person in Kyushu in the present day, and his father has no dog and son.
A third-rank warrior in his early twenties, looking at Jiuzhou, is unique among his peers.
The middle-aged man in purple robe said: His cultivation was sealed by the demon nail, and his martial arts path had been cut off.
Ji Xuan nodded and looked at the white clothes in the curtain.
Xu Pingfeng said: The only one who is willing to unseal the demon nail for him in Buddhism is the Arhat, but this means that he will enter Buddhism and shape the Buddha's body, and all the four elements are empty.
Beyond Buddhism, only Shen Shu can unseal the demon nail. He should be looking for Shen Shu's body, which will inevitably lead to conflict with Buddhism.
Ji Xuansong commented: What a pity.
The middle-aged man in purple robe looked at him and said in a deep voice: Xuan'er, this time I called you to come is for a test.
Ji Xuan bowed: Please tell me clearly.
The middle-aged man in purple robe said slowly:
The dragon vein spirits collapsed and spread across the Central Plains. The rest of the scattered dragon energy didn't need to be cared about, but it was crucial to have nine dragon energy. You go to the world and find the people who boarded the nine dragon energy and conquer them.
Of the nine people, four were killed and five were left, and five were brought back to Qianlong City to enhance our luck.The four of them use a large formation to refine it, supplemented by blood pills, to help you enter the third level.
While speaking, the middle-aged man in purple robe took out a red sandalwood box from his sleeve.
Ji Xuan's eyes fell on the box, and it was hard to move away.
The middle-aged man in purple robe opened the box. On top of the yellow silk was a dark colored crimson pill, the size of an egg.
This was five hundred years ago, one of our ancestors was severely injured by Emperor Wuzong and stayed behind when he was dying.It is a shortcut to the fourth grade to advance to the third grade, but people with great luck must be able to withstand the backlash of blood pills.
The national master has calculated that the four dragon energy is enough for you to refine blood pills and advance to the third level.
Although the blood pill is precious, it is not difficult to obtain as a top force with sufficient background. In addition to the legacy of third-grade warriors, refining creatures can also obtain the blood pill.
The difficulty is that if you want to take the shortcut to swallow the Blood Pill, you will almost die.
Either you are a third-grade person and are not afraid of the backlash of blood pills, which can strengthen your own qi and blood; or you have great luck and luck to have hope to withstand the backlash.
The representative figure of the former is King Zhenbei, and the representative figure of the latter is Xu Qi'an.
Of course, Xu Qi'an not only has great luck, but his body has also undergone some transformation of Shenshu's essence and blood, and has double insurance.
Ji Xuan took a deep breath, stretched out his hands slightly tremblingly, and said loudly:
The child will live up to his father's expectations.
What he took with both hands was not only a huge gift, but also a kind of inheritance.
Although his father never appointed an heir, Ji Qian, as the eldest son, is recognized as the most powerful competitor. The brothers are ready to fight and secretly compete.
My father gave him this test, what this brocade box means, is self-evident.
After Ji Xuan took the brocade box, he suddenly realized something was wrong and pondered:
The spirit of the dragon vein is of great importance. Although the child has confidence, he feels that it is not safe enough. Why doesn’t the national teacher take action personally?
The white clothes behind the curtain said lightly: I was backfired by luck and was seriously injured and needed to go into seclusion for recuperation.
The backlash of luck, doesn’t it mean that luck has not been extracted from Xu Qi'an... Ji Xuan didn’t ask much and said:
Ji Xuan understood.
The middle-aged man in purple robe said: I will send several masters from the Keqing Hall to come with you to find the spirit of the dragon vein and set out in three days.
yes!
Ji Xuan said.
The man in purple robe waved his hand, and when Ji Xuan went down, he looked at the white robe sorcerer and said:
Compared with other concubines, Ji Xuan is outstanding in terms of talent and talent. What is even more rare is that he knows how to hide his strength and keep a low profile.No matter what he is thinking, the future is promising if he can do this.
The white-clothed warlock said: He is also the most prestigious among your sons.
The middle-aged man in purple robe squinted: Have you chosen him long ago?
After a pause, he said: I remember you said that a warlock cannot extract the spirit of the dragon vein.
The white-clothed warlock closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.
……
Ji Xuanhuai walked out of the attic with a sandalwood box in his arms, shook his head and sighed: This thing is really hot.
After walking for a while, I met a girl in purple dress with her black hair like a waterfall, tied with a purple silk ribbon, which was simple and elegant.
Brother Seven!
The girl in purple skirt smiled reservedly and said: Mom, please come over, I have something to ask you.
Aunt looking for me?
Ji Xuan pondered for a moment and narrowed his eyes and smiled: OK, please help me lead the way.
Song Qing climbed to the Bagua Platform and bowed to the back of the supervisor:
Teacher, Wei Yuan's body has been reshaped, but only human souls are the two souls of heaven and earth. If he cannot recover the two souls, he will never be able to wake up.
The supervisor glanced at him coldly and said: Didn’t you list the materials for refining the soul-summoning bell for him?
Song Qing showed a hint of embarrassment. After all, the teacher said before that we should not tell Xu Qi'an the news that Wei Yuan was still alive.
He endured until now, and when the overall situation was settled, he passed on the news that Wei Yuan had a glimmer of hope to the alchemy genius Mr. Xu, asking him to collect materials for refining the soul-summoning bell.
Song Qing, who violated his teacher's order, was just a little embarrassed. It seemed that this was the norm, and said regretfully:
It's just this cultivation level...
The supervisor said slowly: With his qualifications, it is a pity to take the path of a martial artist. A vulgar martial artist is not suitable for him.
Then he was silent and said nothing more.
Song Qing continued: Unfortunately, Mr. Xu has left Beijing, and Junior Sister Zhong Li has to enter the sealed place at the bottom of the building again. I don’t know when she will be able to survive the misfortune.
It won't be too long.
The surveillance officer looked at the distant horizon.
You have been in the realm of alchemy for too long. When will you be promoted to the fifth grade?
The supervisor withdrew his gaze and looked at Song Qing.
Song Qing showed a puzzled expression and asked back: Why should I be promoted?
The supervisor was silent for a moment, then looked at the distant horizon, and no longer cared about the fourth disciple.
……
Stargazing at the bottom of the tower.
Oil lamps illuminate the space and sprinkle dim light.
Zhong Li was wearing a linen robe, under her messy long hair, her bright eyes reflected the candlelight, and she slowly walked in the deep and quiet corridor.
When passing by a room, a man's voice came from it:
Is it Junior Sister Zhong Li?
Zhong Li stopped and stopped in front of the door, soft and soft voice: Yes!
Why are you back? That guy promised to bear the bad luck for you, but he sent you back every few days.Yang Qianhuan hummed twice.
There are three floors underground in the Star Gazing Tower, which are used to detain prisoners with unforgivable evils but have too high cultivation.After all, an ordinary cell cannot be locked in a fifth or fourth grade.
However, there are not many warriors who can be locked up at the bottom of the Stargazing Tower, and these people usually don’t live long, so the prison at the bottom of the Stargazing Tower is very quiet.
On the contrary, Yang Qianhuan and Zhong Li are regular visitors.
It is worth mentioning that these two people have fixed private rooms on the first floor, and Zhong Li's room was set up by the supervisor to help her suppress her bad luck.
Yang Qianhuan's room was also set up by the supervisor, in order to prevent him from escaping.
He, he left the capital...
Zhong Li said sadly.
It’s better to leave the capital, Wei Yuan is dead and his backer is gone.At this time, I will not leave Beijing, waiting for the emperor to settle the score with him?
Yang Qianhuan sneered, both happy and sad.
The joy is because Xu Qi'an has left, and Yang Qianhuan will be the only one in the capital.
I was sad because Xu Qi'an had left, and I felt a sense of depression that my life was gone, and he was the only one who was independent at the peak and the heights were cold.
The emperor is dead and will not settle the score with him.Zhong Li whispered.
The emperor died?Yang Qianhuan was shocked and said in a daze:
Yuan Jing succeeded in practicing Taoism, and his life span should not be so short.
Zhong Li said concisely: Xu Qi'an killed him.
The room suddenly became quiet, and after a moment, Yang Qianhuan's trembling voice came:
During my time being locked up by my teacher, did something big happen to the capital?
Zhong Li Yes, "Xu Qi'an," he...
Don't, don't tell me, please don't tell me!
Yang Qianhuan immediately interrupted, saying that he didn't want to listen, and that he was just chanting sutras.
Zhong Li Oh, and he was about to walk with his feet raised. After walking a few steps, Yang Qianhuan's slightly sharp voice came from behind:
No, don’t leave junior sister, I am indeed...
He paused, and said in a tone of disappointment:
As expected, I still couldn't resist the temptation of that man.
Zhong Li returned to the door.
What did he do to kill the emperor? The emperor is the king of a country. The king-killer is not tolerated by heaven and earth. The reputation he had finally accumulated was destroyed by this. Wait, can he kill the king? !
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Qianhuan heard Zhong Li’s soft voice say:
He is a third rank, the emperor deserves to die, and the people applaud.
She can't tell stories, but in just such a short sentence, a heavy breathing sound came from the room.
This, this...
A rumble, as if he was swallowing: Can you tell me?
Zhong Li briefly told Yang Qianhuan about what happened over the past period of time, and the sentences were brief, just to restore the process of the matter, without too much description.
But the breathing sounds in the room became heavier.
Damn, hamn Ah...
The sound of beating the wall sounded, accompanied by Yang Qianhuan's envious voice:
Why did he do all the things that are so popular alone? The tyrant ruler is injustice, so Xu attacked him?Why isn't Yang? I'm envious...
After killing the emperor, the people in the capital applauded, and all the loyal and honest people praised him. From then on, they became famous and became the center of topics for countless people. They didn’t have to pay for buying vegetables when they went out...
Yang Qian fantasized the people in the capital cheering and shouting, "The sky will not be born in Yang Qianhuan, and the eternal night is like the long night, and the young master Yang really has a great conscience. Then, he stood on a high place, with his back to all living beings, and said leisurely:
Inviting the bright moon to pick the stars, there is no such person as self in the world.
As he thought about it, Young Master Yang couldn't help but tremble.
It can be foreseeable that Xu Qi'an will be famous in history and leave several brilliant strokes in the history of Dafeng.
This bastard is just a show-off in the eyes of the world, but he still has to show-off in front of future generations... However, I really can't imitate such behavior, so I'm so unwilling to accept it.
Zhong Li comforted: If Senior Brother Yang is here, he will definitely be famous in history. Unfortunately, Senior Brother is in seclusion at the bottom of the building.
What, what does it mean?
Yang Qianhuan's voice was a little trembling.
Chu Yuanzhen, Li Miaozhen and others intercepted the emperor's clone outside the city and made outstanding contributions. They were nominated in the notice this morning.Also, Xu Qi'an told me at that time that it would be great if Senior Brother Yang had not gone into seclusion.
Your teleportation technique is very useful, but unfortunately you were locked up here by the teacher.
After Zhong Li finished speaking, Yang Qianhuan did not respond for a while. She seemed to realize that she had said the wrong thing, her head shrank and she slipped away in small steps.
A few seconds later, Yang Qianhuan's heart-wrenching cry came from behind:
This Si Tianjian is fine if you don’t wait!!!
……
Yunzhou.
With the mountains stacked, the majestic city is built against the mountains, with houses and attics hidden in the forest, with crowds of people and extremely lively.
The name of this city is Qianlong!
The city has a population of more than 200,000, and is composed of the people of Yunzhou, scattered people in the rivers and lakes, despairs and the army. It makes a living by farming and half hunting.
The person with the greatest power in the city is the city lord. Under his governance, Qianlong City is in order, and even the desperate people who surrender to it must obediently restrain their violent temperament.
Those scattered people in the martial arts world who were dissatisfied with the Dafeng court called Qianlong City the Pure Land and the city lord the wise lord.
As for the people who were originally captured from all over Yunzhou to increase the population, they lived a peaceful life because they lived a wealthy place here. For the people at the bottom, as long as they could eat and wear, it didn't matter where they could take root.
Outside Qianlong City, there are a bunch of villages used to garrison troops, responsible for robbing, acting as a defensive post, and training new recruits.
Outside the city, a group of soldiers led more than 300 militiamen to cut down trees and widen the roads, preparing to consolidate the foundation and build new houses in this area to accommodate the refugees who had just been accommodated.
The leader was a handsome young man, naked, holding a big axe in his hand, cutting down trees one by one.
The muscles bulged with his movements, filled with the beauty of masculinity of males.
An old man in Taoist robe stood aside and looked at the young master who was obviously of high cultivation but was working hard to cut down trees like an ordinary man.
The old Taoist priest sighed and said: Young Master, this area of Feng Shui is so good. It is really a waste of resources for refugees to live in.
It’s okay, it’s okay, when you come to Qianlong City, you are all your own people.
The strong young man wiped his sweat and continued to cut down.
The old Taoist, whose Taoist name is Jiaoye, smiled freely. He was originally a Taoist priest who learned a lot of knowledge about swordsmanship, a little bit of merits of the Earth Sect, and a little bit of mountain doctors' destiny.
A few years ago, because he was not angry about the dog officials bullying good people, he angrily took action to kill people. He was wanted by the local government. Later, he wandered to Yunzhou. By chance, he entered Qianlong City.
After staying here for several years, he was appreciated by Ji Xuan, the seventh son of the city lord, who is the young man in front of him, and was recruited as a guest minister.
The old Taoist was originally a little nervous, after all, Yi Yun Yehe was used to it, he didn't understand the rules, nor did he want to understand it, and he couldn't do a job to serve others.
Unexpectedly, this young master was more idle than him. He wandered around the city all day long, drank and gambled with the desperate, and chatted with the people of the city about prey and harvest.
He is also a good at working, and he does his own work and works with the soldiers and civilians.
In Qianlong City, anyone who mentions Young Master Ji Xuan will show a friendly smile.
The old Taoist banana leaves regrets that the iron cannot be achieved by the steel path:
Young Master, Ji Qian is dead now, you should show your strength and compete for the position of heir.Why are you still so lazy?You used to hide your strength and keep a low profile. I understand that when will you not compete for the competition now?
The young man squinted his eyes and smiled:
Taoist priest, those things, my father gave me, are mine.If I didn't give it to me, I couldn't take it away.
The old Taoist stomped his feet in anger: Then you have to show off.
The young man stopped cutting, raised the axe in his hand, and smiled brightly: I have been doing it.
At this time, an armored guard came and said loudly: Young Master Ji Xuan, the city lord ordered you to go to the Star Gazing Pavilion.
The young man and the old Taoist looked at each other and smiled.
……
The Star Gazing Pavilion is on the top of the mountain, climbing up to see the distance.
Ji Xuan changed into a brand new blue robe and finally came to a forest garden along the stone steps laid in the mountains.
Young Master Xuan!
The guard outside the Lin Garden bowed and clasped his fists.
Ji Xuan greeted the guards with a smile, stopped his pace, chatted slowly for a few words before entering the small garden.
Walking through the courtyard and through the attics, Ji Xuan stopped outside a small garden, and two black-clad guards stood at the door.
This is his father, the black shadow guard of the city lord of Qianlong City.
There are not many people in the Black Shadow Guard, but each Black Shadow Guard has at least a fifth grade in cultivation.
The two black shadow guards bowed and did not say hello.
In front of them, Ji Xuan restrained his smile, politely clasped his fists, and then entered the garden.
He came to a loft with ease and said respectfully: Father, national teacher.
The door of the attic automatically opened, and a mellow and gentle voice came from inside: Come in!
Ji Xuan crossed the threshold and entered the lobby on the first floor.
The candlelight is bright, the curtains are low, and expensive knitted lichens are laid on the floor of the hall, and four-legged golden beasts are spitting out sandalwood fragrance.
The middle-aged man in a purple robe sat upright on a big chair and looked at Ji Xuan majesticly. This was his seventh son, the seventh son who was not doing his job properly.
Father!
Ji Xuan did not squint his eyes, but bowed his hands again and shouted.
Then, he looked at the drooping curtain, and the white clothes sitting cross-legged, squinted and smiled: National Master!
The middle-aged man in purple robe said slowly: The spirit of the dragon vein has been destroyed, and the foundation of Dafeng has been cut apart. It can be foreseeable that the Central Plains will be in chaos.
Ji Xuan smiled and said:
Congratulations to my father and the national teacher for achieving great achievements.
The white clothes sitting cross-legged in silence.
The middle-aged man in purple robe shook his head and said regretfully: Although the dragon vein is destroyed, his luck has never been taken out.
This... Ji Xuan showed an unexpected look, and his gentle and close face showed a little seriousness, and said: If the national master takes action personally, can he not succeed?
The white clothes behind the curtains hey:
Not only did he fail, he almost died in the capital.I have never underestimated the surveillance officer, but underestimated him.
Upon hearing this, Ji Xuan narrowed his eyes and even the national sect almost died in the capital. It is conceivable how tragic the battle was at that time.
What the national master said was that container in the capital, his cousin Xu Qi'an?
What did Xu Qi'an do? Judging from the national teacher's intention, it seemed that he had a big fall on him.
He has always paid attention to the cousin who was born as a container. No, to be precise, people from their lineage are paying attention to it secretly.
The legitimate son Ji Qian, who was given high hopes by his family, was because he was always concerned that he was jealous and used the excuse of going out for a trip, but in fact he was provocative and caused trouble. As a result, he was beheaded by Xu Qi'an in Jianzhou.
Everyone knows this about Xu Qi'an's unique talent, but it is really unbelievable to say that he can destroy the national teacher's plan and make the national teacher almost lose his way.
Baiyi behind the curtain sighed: He is already a third-ranked person, and he has known my identity for a long time and has made some arrangements in secret.He and the supervisor joined forces, and no one in the world can count these two people.
The third grade... Ji Xuan, who has a super talent in his own right son Ji Qian, narrowed his eyes and tsk twice:
My cousin is probably the first person in Kyushu in the present day, and his father has no dog and son.
A third-rank warrior in his early twenties, looking at Jiuzhou, is unique among his peers.
The middle-aged man in purple robe said: His cultivation was sealed by the demon nail, and his martial arts path had been cut off.
Ji Xuan nodded and looked at the white clothes in the curtain.
Xu Pingfeng said: The only one who is willing to unseal the demon nail for him in Buddhism is the Arhat, but this means that he will enter Buddhism and shape the Buddha's body, and all the four elements are empty.
Beyond Buddhism, only Shen Shu can unseal the demon nail. He should be looking for Shen Shu's body, which will inevitably lead to conflict with Buddhism.
Ji Xuansong commented: What a pity.
The middle-aged man in purple robe looked at him and said in a deep voice: Xuan'er, this time I called you to come is for a test.
Ji Xuan bowed: Please tell me clearly.
The middle-aged man in purple robe said slowly:
The dragon vein spirits collapsed and spread across the Central Plains. The rest of the scattered dragon energy didn't need to be cared about, but it was crucial to have nine dragon energy. You go to the world and find the people who boarded the nine dragon energy and conquer them.
Of the nine people, four were killed and five were left, and five were brought back to Qianlong City to enhance our luck.The four of them use a large formation to refine it, supplemented by blood pills, to help you enter the third level.
While speaking, the middle-aged man in purple robe took out a red sandalwood box from his sleeve.
Ji Xuan's eyes fell on the box, and it was hard to move away.
The middle-aged man in purple robe opened the box. On top of the yellow silk was a dark colored crimson pill, the size of an egg.
This was five hundred years ago, one of our ancestors was severely injured by Emperor Wuzong and stayed behind when he was dying.It is a shortcut to the fourth grade to advance to the third grade, but people with great luck must be able to withstand the backlash of blood pills.
The national master has calculated that the four dragon energy is enough for you to refine blood pills and advance to the third level.
Although the blood pill is precious, it is not difficult to obtain as a top force with sufficient background. In addition to the legacy of third-grade warriors, refining creatures can also obtain the blood pill.
The difficulty is that if you want to take the shortcut to swallow the Blood Pill, you will almost die.
Either you are a third-grade person and are not afraid of the backlash of blood pills, which can strengthen your own qi and blood; or you have great luck and luck to have hope to withstand the backlash.
The representative figure of the former is King Zhenbei, and the representative figure of the latter is Xu Qi'an.
Of course, Xu Qi'an not only has great luck, but his body has also undergone some transformation of Shenshu's essence and blood, and has double insurance.
Ji Xuan took a deep breath, stretched out his hands slightly tremblingly, and said loudly:
The child will live up to his father's expectations.
What he took with both hands was not only a huge gift, but also a kind of inheritance.
Although his father never appointed an heir, Ji Qian, as the eldest son, is recognized as the most powerful competitor. The brothers are ready to fight and secretly compete.
My father gave him this test, what this brocade box means, is self-evident.
After Ji Xuan took the brocade box, he suddenly realized something was wrong and pondered:
The spirit of the dragon vein is of great importance. Although the child has confidence, he feels that it is not safe enough. Why doesn’t the national teacher take action personally?
The white clothes behind the curtain said lightly: I was backfired by luck and was seriously injured and needed to go into seclusion for recuperation.
The backlash of luck, doesn’t it mean that luck has not been extracted from Xu Qi'an... Ji Xuan didn’t ask much and said:
Ji Xuan understood.
The middle-aged man in purple robe said: I will send several masters from the Keqing Hall to come with you to find the spirit of the dragon vein and set out in three days.
yes!
Ji Xuan said.
The man in purple robe waved his hand, and when Ji Xuan went down, he looked at the white robe sorcerer and said:
Compared with other concubines, Ji Xuan is outstanding in terms of talent and talent. What is even more rare is that he knows how to hide his strength and keep a low profile.No matter what he is thinking, the future is promising if he can do this.
The white-clothed warlock said: He is also the most prestigious among your sons.
The middle-aged man in purple robe squinted: Have you chosen him long ago?
After a pause, he said: I remember you said that a warlock cannot extract the spirit of the dragon vein.
The white-clothed warlock closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.
……
Ji Xuanhuai walked out of the attic with a sandalwood box in his arms, shook his head and sighed: This thing is really hot.
After walking for a while, I met a girl in purple dress with her black hair like a waterfall, tied with a purple silk ribbon, which was simple and elegant.
Brother Seven!
The girl in purple skirt smiled reservedly and said: Mom, please come over, I have something to ask you.
Aunt looking for me?
Ji Xuan pondered for a moment and narrowed his eyes and smiled: OK, please help me lead the way.
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