On the banks of the Flower River, there were dozens of nearby servants on guard inside and outside. On the fifth floor, Chu Qi, the second prince of the Xuanlong Dynasty, was wearing a Xuanlong python garment, locked the case with his hands, and on the jade table, there were several plates of delicious wine. Behind him, there were several maids, each of whom was a beautiful practitioner with great strength.

Behind him was Wei Kang, a court official from the Xuanlong Dynasty. This man looked thin and thin, and looked about forty years. He was wearing Qing robes and had a fifth rank. The Xuanlong Dynasty occupied the three states. Such an official rank was really too small. However, this man was under the Lord's Mansion of the Jiantian Star Platform, who prayed for blessings, sacrificed to heaven, and received blessings. He was also a practitioner from the mountain outside the Holy Court, who could freely enter and exit the imperial city and had a transcendent status.

Chu Qi looked at Hua He for a while and felt a little bored, "Mr. Wei, when will we have to wait?"

Wei Kang held a yin and yang plate in his hands, and he bent slightly, "Your Highness, today at the intersection of Wu and Wei, Ren and Gui headed north and south, the yang energy sinks into the river, the yin energy floats up, the long river is like a dragon, and you can catch an iron cow."

Chu Qi frowned slightly. He always felt that this star official was mysterious, but the other party was a cultivator on the mountain outside the Holy Court. Even other ministers in the court often asked him to spy on the secrets of heaven, divine official fortunes, etc. He was not the prince, and the court was weak. Any official needed to try his best to win over him.

Chu Qi looked at the buildings around Huahe and felt a little irritated, "The incident of my visit to Huacheng is the secret of the action. Why are so many practitioners secretly peeking at them today?"

A close servant replied, "Your Highness, I have secretly installed our people in various places. The left and right pavilions have been checked, but the restaurant opposite has not been checked yet."

"Um?"

Chu Qi's spiritual sense moved, and he swept his eyes and found that the restaurant opposite was empty, with only a young man's back in the restaurant's private room. His treatment was still above him. He said dissatisfied: "Send more people to come over and ask the owners opposite to send some special dishes."

"yes."

The nearby servant went out to do business, but after a while, he rushed over again, looking ugly.

"Your Highness... Bei Yi has been driven back."

"What!"

Chu Qi's eyes widened.

"What's going on?"

"The restaurant owner said that a distinguished guest had booked the restaurant and served the dishes, and they were not offered them today. He also said that if you know your highness's identity, please let Your Highness... don't bother, so as not to disturb the distinguished guest."

"snort!"

Chu Qi slapped the table and stood up.

"Is it the prince?"

"Your Highness, calm down." Wei Kang spoke at this time, and a ray of splendor appeared in his eyes. "The other party is not the prince, the guest is unknown, so you should not offend easily. Recently, news has been heard from each state that some people found Huanglong in the Wangyou Valley north of Huacheng, and some people even obtained the blood of Huanglong. After practicing for a long time, practitioners from each state were moving when they heard the news and were all coming to Huazhou."

There are many practitioners in Huacheng today. The shopkeepers of the restaurant opposite and the shopkeepers of the goulan and the shopkeepers of the tile silhouette seem to be the same boss.”

Wei Kang stepped forward, raised his sleeves, and said cautiously: "Your Highness, the clothes you and I wear are all from the cloth store run by the mysterious boss. The officials also heard that the Holy Academy Cultural Association in Zhongzhou in August, the clothing of demon-slaying people in the world, and even the students of the Holy Academy are also supplied by this cloth store. Their background is so deep that it should not be underestimated."

After hearing this, Chu Qi suppressed himself and felt irritated, "Why have I never heard of such a force? If I could win over..."

Chu Qi's eyes showed a fever, and he looked at the young man who was drinking at the window opposite, stood up and said, "Mr. Wei, you command the three hundred silver armored soldiers to salvage the iron cows. I will go and see the distinguished guest in person."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Wei Kang lowered his head and bowed his hand, a faint joy appeared in his eyes. He waved his sleeves, and a few ink fell on the ground, flowing along the ground to an uninhabited place. The ink turned into fish and jumped into the river of flowers.

In a pavilion not far away, four white-clothed sword servants stood at a corner of the pavilion. Their waists were all covered with white jade, and their cuffs were patterned with the Twelve Immortal Pavilions. Each sword servant's cultivation reached the level of harmony with the Tao.

In the middle of the pavilion is a young Seventh-level Golden Dan Sword Cultivator. His white robe is at the intersection of left and right sides, and the twelve immortal pavilions in Bai Yujing are printed with the pavilion platform. A very high-quality spiritual sword is hanging on the waist, and his eyebrows are extremely cold and arrogant.

The Baiyujing Holy Land exists in the high heaven and does not belong to the mortal world. The young Sword Cultivator of Seventh Realm often follows the wind and naturally has his proud capital.

He took the sacred order of Bai Yujing to kill demons in the sixteen states and must leave a name on the list of demon-slaying demons. He wanted to be at the Holy Academy Cultural Association so that the world could remember the existence of Bai Yujing. Although the three holy places could not be hidden, they were no less famous than the Holy Academy.

but.

Chang Suifeng had his own plans. He heard that the Holy Academy contains three thousand swords and the legendary three mountains of Jiandao come from the Master's junior brother, and the three swords and mountains are in the Holy Academy!

He wanted to go into the mountains to see the sword path.

There must be something to show off.

An iron cow sank at the bottom of the Hua River in Huacheng.

Chang Suifeng got a ray of wind that penetrated from the Holy Academy. The iron head that sank to the bottom of the river may be the true body of the scalper under the Master's seat back then. If he could obtain the true body of the scalper, he would even have the chance to enter the back mountain of the Holy Academy. At that time, Chang Suifeng could even join the Holy Academy as a disciple of Bai Yujing.

The Master has no distinction between teachings, and who has no status to enter the back mountain?

That is the respect that worldly practitioners dream of wanting.

Chang Suifeng was waiting, waiting for the strong men of the Xuanlong Dynasty to salvage the iron cow. At that time, he could easily obtain the iron cow with his identity as a disciple of the Baiyujing Holy Land. Who among the world dares to compete with him?

Although the Xuanlong Dynasty is large, it is not in his eyes...

To the south of the Flower City, the dark clouds in the sky are heading north, and the darkness is about to destroy the city. Several swordsmen wearing straw hats stand on an ancient bridge. The breath of each of them is particularly cold.

The strong wind blew, and a swordsman raised his hat slightly to reveal the scar that spread from his cheekbones to his jaw. He glanced at the man standing like a scarecrow, "Boss, we have been waiting here for more than a month. Who are we waiting for? How long will we have to wait?"

Several other swordsmen also slightly led the hats and looked at them from the side.

The man in the middle opened a little hat with his hands, revealing a pair of sharp and deep eyes, and his voice was low and hoarse:

"We are waiting for people going north to the south, and people going south to the north. No matter who comes first, we will only kill one. After doing this transaction, we wash away the blood and energy, change our clothes, and even go to the Holy Academy for a walk. Maybe we can get the title of a student of the Holy Academy. Isn't this kind of life exciting?"

"Hehehehehehehe."

A swordsman next to him raised the heavy hilt to relieve his soft arms, and said with a gloomy smile: "Boss, we are all in the seven realms and we are still doing such a murderous business in the world. If we say it out, we will definitely be laughed at by other practitioners, right? You are the head of the Blood Evil Sect. Also, can we really retreat if we want to? I have been addicted to doing this kind of thing over the years. I watched the high-ranking practitioners stabbed into the heart or chopped off their heads by us. Their terrified expressions are really intoxicating."

"Will the practitioners not kill and rob?

A touch of cruelty appeared on the corner of the black-clothed swordsman's mouth.

"The two guys Zangjing and Gao Sha dared to take on the job if they were not good at learning skills. If they were calmer and learned more skills, they would not be expelled from the sect and eventually died in a small place like Qingpingzhou. The things in this world are so interesting. The two of them wanted to erase the people they wanted to eliminate at the time were also our goal this time. However, I would rather hope that the person who came to this bridge first was a boy from Qingpingzhou. After all, killing him is less risky and easier to kill."

Several other swordsmen were shocked when they heard this.

The swordsman who was still smiling in a dark way just now froze: "Boss, no, that little girl from the south has returned from the endless sea of ​​learning and can even enter the back mountain of the Holy Academy, how could that happen?"

"It is precisely because of her outstanding talent that someone doesn't want to see it. Tsk, this is the biggest order we have taken."

"Can we withdraw this order? Boss, the matter is exposed, and our Blood Evil Sect will be gone."

"Then I pray that the boy from the north will come first."

The swordsman pestled on the bridge deck with a blood knife. The river below the bridge turned into a blood river, spreading for dozens of miles, and flew countless black crows.

Gu Yusheng sat at the table, looking at the delicious food on this table without much appetite. He Xiangnanxin was always suffering himself. If he hadn't wanted to see the iron cow at the bottom of the river, if it were the real yellow cow, he would have left long ago.

Gu Yusheng was full of confusion and doubts about the fact that the sword spirit vase could not only eat candied haws, but also the dishes were as full as a ball.

According to the book, although the sword spirit can communicate with the master's mind, it is difficult to transform. If the sword is broken, the spirit will die.

Not to mention escaping from the sword body, he lies in the bookcase every day like a little butterfly fairy and sleeps.

Moreover, when he got one of the Demon-Slaying Swords of the Four Sword Sects, Gu Yusheng vaguely sensed the existence of the Sword Spirit, but it was not as flesh and blood as the treasure bottle.

Although the higher the level of the spiritual sword, the higher the spiritual intelligence of the sword spirit, it is a bit incredible.

"Young Master, I'm so full."

Baoping held a chicken leg and refused to put it down. She had already secretly stuffed many into the bookcase.

Baoping noticed the young master's eyes and felt a little embarrassed, "Young Master, if you meet Miss Mo one day, you will say that these hidden chicken legs are prepared for her. In that case, Miss Mo will definitely be very moved."

Gu Yusheng stretched out his finger and carried the bottle into the bookcase.

Gu Yusheng's mind moved and took Mo Wanyun's jade sword out of the spirit gourd and stroked it carefully. In a trance, Gu Yusheng felt that the sword spirit of the jade sword seemed to respond. He was secretly surprised that this sword was not his real name, but why would someone else's sword have a sword inspiration?

Just when Gu Yusheng is preparing to delve into it.

There was a sound of footsteps coming from the pavilion.

A man wearing a black rash suit appeared in front of Gu Yusheng.

Gu Yusheng glanced at the other party's clothes and immediately remembered the Ninth Prince who had died under his sword.

Huazhou.

The territory of the Xuanlong Dynasty.
Chapter completed!