In the early morning, the Shendu is chilly and the spring is cold, and the young are killed.

Qingyu dressed in a scholarly manner and ordered a few meat buns at a breakfast stall on the side of the road. She sat at the guest table next to the stall and chewed the buns carefully with soy milk.

"Brother, can you set up a seat?" A man asked politely shortly after he sat down.

"Ask." Qing Yu came to the court with a smile and said.

The man sat down with a small bun, picked up a small bun with chopsticks, and sent a voice message: "I have explained to Mr. Ouyang that Meng De discovered the traces of the common people in the Western Regions, as if he was looking for opportunities and planning to do something wrong. He has gone to investigate his whereabouts."

While talking, the man looked straight, as if he was not talking to Qingyu, but judging from his appearance, he wasn't Fengjiu.

Qingyu nodded silently and signaled that he knew.

"The situation has begun to get worse recently, and the academy is quite tight. I am very eye-catching now, but it is inconvenient to contact you during the next period of time." Feng Jiu continued to send a message.

"I can see that there are at least three eyes staring at you, the first student in Shanhe Academy to break through the Shenyuan Realm." Qingyu replied calmly.

Although he kept eating buns and was not squinting, the power of his mind had already covered the surroundings. He could instantly detect the sight of the people around him whenever he had stopped.

"Hmm? One person came over." Qingyu said in a voice transmission.

Although he did not explain who this person was, Feng Jiu already understood that this person should be the one whose vision was on him before.

Just so happened that Feng Jiu finished eating the last small bun, got up and said goodbye to Qingyu with a smile, turned around and left.

The man who walked over did not continue to follow Feng Jiu, but also called a small bun and came to set up a table with Qingyu, "This guy, don't recommend a table."

In a very familiar tone, before Qingyu could reply, the man sat directly and sat in front of Fengjiu.

Qingyu looked at the only person who stayed there. The other two had already left with Fengjiu, and the only person stayed.

This person's skin was slightly dark, he turned into a gray robe, holding a long sword with a scabbard, and dressed as a man in the world. There are many such people recently. They are all here to fight against the Great Zen Temple to see if this Central Plains Buddhism, which was originally the only Zen Buddhism, will break a hole.

Qingyu said, this kind of person is quite stupid. This water and land conference is not like a stadium, and it will not hurt the audience. The upcoming Zen Secret Battle is destined to have a strong man in the Shen Realm. At that time, even the aftermath will not be able to bear it.

Qingyu asked himself that he did not have the ability to be an audience in the Water and Land Dharma Assembly, and these people in the world naturally had no strength. At that time, the aftermath of the situation would be swept over and these people would be dead bodies on the ground.

In contrast to these stupid tourists, the high-ranking officials and nobles of Shendu got the news early. Some of them who were in contact with the high-ranking officials and nobles also knew that the coming was not the water and land Dharma assembly to comfort the dead, but the battle to harvest their lives. They left Shendu City a few days ago, either for a trip or a visit to relatives, avoiding the upcoming Zen and Secret Battle.

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Qingyu felt that he underestimated this seemingly detached jianghu guest. This person actually had the realm of the Divine Yuan realm, which is very rare among the casual cultivators in the Jianghu. Seeing that this person is about 30 years old, he has the cultivation level of the Divine Yuan realm. He either has adventures or disguises himself as a casual cultivator in the Jianghu.

"This guy, the one just now is Fengjiu from Shanhe Academy." The unknown swordsman asked with a smile.

"Oh, by the way, I haven't asked you yet for your surname. I'm the second in my family. I'm the second in my family, so I'm called Ping Er." Ping Er bowed his hand in a pretense.

It can be seen that this person is a free and easy person and is not good at red tape. He only sees Yu dressed in a scholarly manner before he bows his hands.

However, he was free and easy, but Qingyu didn't want to pretend to be a crazy person who was careless. At this time, the Shendu City was mixed with fish and dragons. Although there were rare warriors in the Shenyuan Realm, there were many. Qingyu didn't want to care whether this was a real casual cultivator or a fake. Anyway, Shen is the most in short supply of all kinds of people.

There were also many people staring at Feng Jiu, and Qingyu didn’t have the intention to check them one by one.

At that moment, Qingyu pretended to be disdainful, swallowed the last little bun, and wanted to get up and leave. However, this person's dress was just an excuse for Qingyu. If he was also dressed as a scholar, he would be rude and leave immediately.

"Hey, brother, don't leave..." As he spoke, Heiji reached out to block Qingyu's way, but Qingyu did not dodge him.

The actions of both sides made both of them move slightly, as if they were discovering something.

However, both sides had no intention of directly saying this discovery. After seeing that the other party seemed to really ignore him, Heiji did not continue to block the road and allowed Qingyu to leave.

Qingyu also looked disdainful and looked arrogant and left.

"Master." Ping Er looked at Qingyu's back as he left and whispered.

And he is also a master with the strength that may be above him, otherwise Heiji would not have never noticed that the seemingly ordinary scholar had extraordinary strength before.

At the same time, Qingyu, who left, felt the gaze staring straight at his back, and also muttered in his heart: "Japanese people."

Qingyu was very sure that Ping Er was a Japanese man. Although his every move had been integrated into the habits of the Central Plains people, even his accent was a standard Central Plains accent. Qingyu could not detect Ping Er's identity at the beginning.

But his hands made all his concealment work.

The so-called swordsmanship in Japan is extremely different from the Central Plains martial arts. The biggest feature of using the Japanese samurai sword is that the left side of the second joint of the index finger and the tiger's mouth will appear, because the knife tan exerts force and causes calluses to be polished.

Moreover, most Japanese warriors have practiced Juhekong before. However, those who practice Juhekong for a long time will have a strange coordination of arms, with thick and strong lower arms, and soft upper arms.

Ping Er's characteristics exposed his carefully concealed identity as an Japanese man, and also made Qingyu understand why the Daqian court searched the world for so long, but there were very few Japanese man found.

If all the Japanese who sneaked into the Central Plains were like Heiji, then it would be no wonder that it would be so difficult to catch. Perhaps, except for themselves, no one would think that this was a Japanese man when he saw them.

If Qingyu had not observed it in detail, it would be difficult to see through Hiraji's disguise.

‘I didn’t expect that the Japanese who had been lurking for almost a year also moved. It seems that this water and land Dharma assembly is really lively.’

Feeling the gaze that was staring at the back disappeared, Qingyu thought to himself.

This water and land fair may be more lively than everyone imagined.
Chapter completed!