The world of wind and cloud, the unparalleled city.

Ever since the death of Dugu Fang, the leader of Wushuang City, Wushuang City has been leaderless. If the Sword Master hadn't appeared later and wanted to kill the leader of the Tianxia Gang Xiongba with the Twenty-Three Swords, Wushuang City would have been directly occupied by the Tianxiahui at that time.

However, after that, the situation in the world changed. Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun and Xiong Ba turned against each other, and all forces united to encircle and suppress the Tianxiahui.

What ultimately happened, no one knows.

And here in Wushuang City, a genius boy appeared, carrying a huge sword box, using the flying sword technique and the Holy Spirit Sword Technique to rescue the brothers Dugu Ming and Dugu Meng who were being hunted, and defeated the brothers in Wushuang City.

The rest brought back the Wushuang Sword and became the young city lords of Wushuang City, with Dugumeng as the deputy city lord.

The young man called himself Wushuang, and the sword box in his hand was also a Wushuang sword box. He was named after Wushuang, and everyone thought that this was a hidden backhand of the Wushuang City lineage, to protect Wushuang City and protect the inheritance of Dugu lineage.

What's more, neither the Dugumeng brother nor the sister have any objections. Naturally, others will not have any objections either, let alone dare to have any objections!

Holy Spirit Sword Technique is the symbol of Sword Master Dugu Sword. With the boy's name and Wushuang Sword Box, although Dugu Meng and Dugu Ming have never met Wushuang, they also believe that Wushuang should be the successor of Sword Master!

The appearance of Wushuang was naturally the work of Shang Yi. After killing Xiongba, he was targeted by Emperor Shitian and escaped for a while while waiting to return to the reincarnation space.

It was during this period that Shang Yi separated a part of his aura and integrated it into the body of a young man who had just died. He also used secret means to hide a string of blood bodhisattva and other medicines in another safe place.

An unparalleled sword box made from fine gold, black iron and grass.

Originally, if he had time, Shang Yi would not have prepared so hastily, but who would have thought that Emperor Shitian, who was obviously not going to appear, would pop out, and under the special rules of Fengyun World, his six Buddhist powers would be used mysteriously.

It was so much less that I didn't realize the danger.

Shang Yi knew clearly in his heart that someone must have secretly influenced him. Otherwise, if he was in such a dangerous situation, he would be mentally alert. How could he be so embarrassed?

However, Shang Yi also left a back-up, that is, another person named Wushuang. With the help of Wushuang City, he takes charge of a force. Then he will naturally take revenge on Emperor Shitian!

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"Is this a 'sandstorm'..."

Meng Qi, who had never experienced this before, tightened his thick monk's robe. It was not that he was afraid of the cold, but he felt that after being covered with dust and gravel, he lost his free and elegant temperament, like an old shepherd.

Since leaving Shaolin at the height of autumn, Xuanbei has been traveling at a leisurely pace, leaving plenty of time for the monks who went to other sects to explain the matter. Therefore, in March of Yangchun, the three masters and apprentices arrived at the "Quicksand"

"Gathering", but March in the Western Regions is still as cold as a severe winter.

Zhenhui opened her big eyes and curiously looked at the dust surrounding her, at the trees around her that were stained and decadent and dim, and at the camels with bells dangling from their heads, and occasionally let out small exclamations.

There are very few pedestrians in Jishang. People who live here have gone back to their homes to avoid the strong wind and sand. Only merchants, rangers, travelers, etc. are still walking to the only inn in Jishang despite the wind and sand.

"Brother, they look different from us!" Zhenhui finally couldn't help but ask.

Many pedestrians have high noses and deep eyes, and hair and pupils of different colors, which are unusual among the people in the Central Plains. What's more, some have double horns on their heads and open eyes between their eyebrows, making them look like monsters.

Meng Qi was dazzled by what he saw, but he didn't know how to answer Zhenhui.

"Amitabha, where water and soil support people, there are differences, and some people in the Western Region are said to be descendants of gods and demons, so they inevitably have special shapes." Xuanbei said softly.

The former refers to normal people from the Western Regions, while the latter refers to the "foreign people" with double horns and open eyebrows.

"Descendants of gods and demons, do they have any special abilities?"

Meng Qi asked with great interest, could it be that the redemption chart of "Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation" also hides bloodline options such as "Descendants of Gods and Demons"?

At the same time, Meng Qi also thought that Shang Yi should also be here at Liushaji, and maybe he could meet him in real life!

The wind and sand were coming, but Xuan Bei's side was unstained. He smiled and said, "Of course there is."

While they were talking, the three masters and apprentices had already arrived at the inn. It was a three-story house with an old appearance and covered with traces of wind and sand. It was written "The first house in the Hanhai".

Stepping into the inn, Meng Qi first saw the counter, which was right next to the door. It was messily filled with papers, writing brushes, account books and other items.

The shopkeeper is a woman in a black dress. She is twenty-seven or eighty years old. She is dressed as a woman. She has eyebrows and phoenix eyes. Her face is as beautiful as a blooming flower. She is full of femininity and attracts the attention of the customers who come and go. Look around.

She rested her chin on her right hand and lazily looked at the account book. The expression on her face, which was made even whiter by the black dress, was cold, as if everyone in the inn owed her a hundred taels of silver.

"Amitabha, the shopkeeper, living and dining in the hotel." As a relatively reliable disciple, Meng Qi went up and said. In fact, he wanted to call the landlady directly, but unfortunately the master was watching from behind.

The woman in the black skirt didn't even raise her head and said indifferently: "Fifty taels of silver per night, not counting meals."

Damn it, you are robbing her! Meng Qi really wanted to teach her what "the customer is God" means, but unfortunately the master was watching from behind.

Thinking that there was only this inn here, not even a ruined temple, and that it was a "monopoly industry", Meng Qi looked back at the master and saw him nodding lightly, so he took out the silver coins from the package and put it on the counter: "Fifteen. Two silver coins, three rooms."

"There are only two rooms." The woman in black skirt still ignored her.

Meng Qi thought there was no problem. He and Zhenhui could just squeeze into the master's room. Anyway, there were quite a lot of sleeping and sleeping on the road, so it was nice to have two rooms now: "Okay, here are ten taels of silver, two taels of silver." room."

He stretched out his hand to take back five taels of silver.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The woman in black skirt looked at Meng Qi sideways: "Based on head."

The corner of Meng Qi's mouth twitched, and he wanted to teach her how to behave, but unfortunately the master was watching from behind.

After obtaining Master's consent, Meng Qi nodded and said: "Fifteen taels of silver, two rooms."

The woman in the black dress slowly gathered the money and said without raising her eyelids: "On the second floor, there are two unlocked rooms on the west side. You can go there yourself."

Don't think that because you are a beautiful woman, I won't dare to hit you! It's a pity that the master is watching from behind... Meng Qi thought this resentfully many times. This was a subconscious thought developed along the way.

In the lobby of the inn, there were more than twenty tables, all of which were full of people. Some were clapping hands and drinking, some were talking loudly, and some were whispering in low voices. It was very lively.

Some of these guests are in short tights, and they look like practitioners at first glance, some have a dusty face, but have an aura of wealth in every detail, some are dressed in Confucian robes, and they still have the temperament of a scholar despite the hustle and bustle.

Others have their heads covered, robes covering their bodies, and are dressed as "shake" - people in the Jin Dynasty call people who travel through the deserts of the Western Regions and Gobi deserts all year round to make a living as "shake", and there are many horse bandits and robbers among them.

Meng Qi's eyes suddenly lit up and he saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy in black robe sitting at the table in the corner. Although his face was different, the black robe had black bird patterns on it, making Meng Qi recognize him at a glance.

This person is Shang Yi.

Xuan Bei saw Meng Qi's expression, glanced at Shang Yi and said:

"Have you seen this person!?"

Meng Qi's heart suddenly lifted when he heard this, he shook his head and said:

"Master, I have never seen him, but I think he is not very old, but he dares to come here alone!"

Xuanbei's eyes flashed with admiration and he said:

"Yes, careful observation!

According to the information in the temple, this young man only appeared in Hanhai for about half a year. His name seems to be Huai Kong. He went to Yuhai a month ago. He used Qinggong to kill horse bandits along the way. Those who opened the Nine Apertures all died under him.

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And he suddenly returned to Liushaji some time ago and stayed here. Some people suspected that he was injured and was recuperating here. Some people suspected that he was about to break through and was waiting for an opportunity here!"

"hiss!!!"

Meng Qi pretended to be shocked and took a breath of cold air and whispered:

"Then isn't he on the list of people..."

Although the words were not finished, Xuanbei understood what Meng Qi meant and said:

"His realm should still be a little worse. Although heaven and man are in harmony, the people at the top of the human list have already become one with nature and man. They only stay in the realm of enlightenment in order to truly return to their true nature and return to their original nature, reaching heaven in one step!

However, with such strength, it is rare to say that it is in the top ten of the popular list. It seems that the next time the third list is released, the ranking of the popular list will change!"

Although the two of them did not control their voices, the strange thing was that no one passing by them seemed to hear their voices.

"Five, five, five!"

"Haha, three six! Drink three bowls!"

"Damn it, why did you lose again!"

In such a noisy environment, a rather young-looking man took a sip of wine, frowned, patted the bowl down, stood up and shouted: "Shopkeeper, this wine of yours is not strong enough, has it been mixed with water?"

Suddenly, all the sounds in the lobby stopped abruptly. Those punching, throwing dice, talking, drinking, and eating all maintained their original movements for a short time as if time had frozen.

The woman in black skirt, who may be the shopkeeper or the proprietress, raised her head, her eyebrows raised and her almond-shaped eyes wide:

"If you like to drink, go away!"

Phew, Meng Qi almost spit, this boss lady has such a personality!

The young man who complained that the liquor was watered down did not expect such an answer at all, and stood there stupidly for a moment.

"Haha." The crowd laughed stiffly, as if they had long expected that the young man would be treated like this.

"Haha, I'm laughing so hard that someone dares to yell at Jiuniang."

"Don't talk to me. I'm almost crying and laughing. Where did this green-headed boy come from?"

"Jiu Niang is not mixing wine with water, it's obviously water... No, no, no, don't cover my mouth."

"If I don't cover your mouth, do you want to be kicked out or drink a basin of Jiuniang's foot-washing water?"

It was probably the first time for the young man to walk in the world. Faced with this situation, besides his face turning red, he could not get angry, nor could he endure it...

Fortunately, Lao Jianghu, who often walked here, was his companion. He stood up and spoke a few words in his ear, urging him to sit down again.

The young man buried his head and gritted his teeth, but he did not dare to get angry. Meng Qi was quite surprised.

After walking up the stairs, Xuanbei, who was walking in front, suddenly spoke with a rare smile in his tone: "Qu Jiuniang, whose life experience is unknown, came here to open the 'first inn in Hanhai' ten years ago. She was alone at the beginning.

And her outstanding appearance caused a lot of trouble, but everyone who dared to take advantage of her took it seriously. Some were outside the corpse collection, and some were naked hanging on the wine flags of the inn. No one was spared. After that, the trouble became less and less.
To be continued...