Taixuanjing North Gate.

Before dawn, the city gates have long been opened. Taixuanjing today is no different from the past. There are many carriages and horses passing through the city gates, and there are also many city defense troops checking people passing through.

Among them were those wearing ragged clothes, some driving luxurious cars, and some riding horses.

A fourteen-year-old girl dressed in yellow, with a cold face, led a yellow-maned horse into Xuandu.

Her long black hair was combed into a braid, with a yellow flower hairpin inserted at the end of the braid.

The yellow flower hairpin seems to be made from a single yellow flower. The yellow flower is bright and fragrant, but it does not appear to be withered at all.

She was walking in Xuandu holding the horse, and there was a young man with a natural temperament on the yellow-maned horse, as if he was carrying a wisp of breeze.

The young man sat calmly on the yellow and purple horse, holding a red gourd in his hand.

The strange thing is that this young man seems to be only in his thirties, but his hanging hair is already pale.

A girl of fourteen or fifteen years old was leading the yellow-maned horse, and the white-haired young man was sitting on the horse, taking a sip of the wine from the red gourd from time to time.

The aroma of wine was fragrant, and the two of them looked very strange.

But for some reason, the city defenders who were guarding the city gate and questioning the passers-by didn't seem to see the two of them, and allowed the two of them to walk into Xuandu on horseback.

When the young girl entered Xuandu, she didn't know what she thought of, and her expression suddenly softened a lot.

She looked around, looking at the bustling morning market, with a smile on her face.

"It is said that the prosperity of Taixuan City is second only to the Mingyu Capital and Qixiang. It is a bit remote here. Once you enter the city, you will naturally see a more prosperous scene."

The white-haired young man took a sip of wine, his face became redder and redder, he shook his head and said: "When we come to Taixuandu this time, we must taste all the fine wines in Taixuandu, otherwise our visit will be in vain."

The white-haired young man thought for a while and said softly: "Among young people, no one can compare with you."

His voice was clear and clear, and he spoke casually, as if turning into a breeze.

If a very powerful monk saw this white-haired young man, he might be surprised by his natural aura like a refreshing breeze.

Between the independent world, the breeze, wine, orchids and snow...

In addition to seeing this courage, if we could see a token worn by this white-haired young man on his waist, perhaps everyone in Taixuan City would feel as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

I saw two words written on the seemingly ordinary Aoki Token.

"Imperial seal!"

Yu Qixiang led the horse and walked, looking at the neat bluestone bricks on the ground of Taixuan Capital, her thoughts were turbulent.

I couldn't help but think that maybe my mother's car had also run over this bluestone brick and drove through this street, carrying worries and hopes all the way into Taixuan.

"It's just a pity that the first time I came to Taixuan in my life was not with my mother."

The Xuantai in front of the palace.

A whole lot of vigor.

The blade of the Breathing Wind Knife is buried in the ground. The thing in front of the pitch-black scabbard is unremarkable, but because of the many fiery eyes falling on it, it looks even more mysterious. "

A total of eight people took part in the martial arts test.

At this moment, three people had already stepped forward and wanted to unsheath their swords.

Among them, there are those who have advanced cultivation and have already cultivated innate air and blood. Their bones, flesh and blood are like treasures, and ordinary treasures cannot pierce their skin.

Their blood is extremely heavy when it falls to the ground, like lead and mercury, and can easily drip through steel.

Such a tyrannical martial arts monk still couldn't completely pull out the wind-calling knife.

The most extraordinary thing is that the sword can only be drawn out of its sheath but only one foot and four inches.

It can be seen from this that although the Wind Calling Sword, which is a test of martial arts, only has one level, its difficulty is no less than the three levels of Rain Calling!

The scene on the stage in front of the vast hall is quite strange.

In the surrounding palaces and pavilions, many pairs of eyes were watching the grand examination in front of the palace.

But at the same time, they also saw that the winner of the soul test just now was not allowed to enter the Taiqian Palace!

Naturally, they already knew about the killing of Li Yushi on Lu Jing Wulong Street.

These spectators with tyrannical cultivation can naturally sense

In front of Lu Jing's body, a huge pressure stood up.

Such pressure was like that of a dragon corpse lying in front of him. Not to mention Lu Jing who had transformed into a real person, even if it were them, they would not be able to take a step forward at all!

"Lu Jing's impulse to kill Li Yushi was originally justified, but now it has become unreasonable.

Because of this, Shao Guiguo was able to suppress him with blood pressure in front of the palace. This kind of pressure was to question Lu Jing's guilt silently.

"Speaking of which, Lu Jing is quite brave. He killed Master Li Yu, walked into the palace calmly, participated in the palace test, and even captured Huanyu easily. His talent in soul, swordsmanship, and talent are not too much to call him a genius.

Many people whispered.

The look in Lu Jing's eyes when he looked at Lu Jing, who was sitting casually on the steps and looking down at the Wind Breathing Knife, was also different.

"Lu Jing obtained the Rain Calling Sword with such a sharp edge in swordsmanship. This is indeed his vitality. Such a genius, it would be a pity if he died easily!

"Lu Jing's talent is true, but he killed Li Yushi...and violated Dafu's law. The Seventh Prince, Shaozhu Kingdom, and Duke Chu all want to kill him with the law, but what if he has talent?"

As Yuanshen circulated, no one knew how many people were looking at Lu Jing.

The sun was rising in the distance and it was already dawn.

The brilliant light of sunrise falls on the platform in front of this hall.

In an instant, a powerful energy and blood suddenly burst out...

But he saw a young man wearing short clothes and a thin face slowly walking towards the Wind-Whispering Knife.

That young man has unparalleled courage. He walks alone. When everyone looks at him, they feel that the young man in front of them is a wild elephant.

The elephant's energy is concentrated, like a mountain, walking step by step.

This young man is the guest of the Chu family.

He came from Nanzhao and led his horse into Xuandu not long ago, and later became a guest minister of the Chu family.

It is said that when Xiang Guohe was a child, he had a strange encounter in Nanzhao. He saw an elephant temple in Ling and Boer Mountains respectively.

These two elephant temples worship an elephant god.

When Xiang crossed the river, he was a member of the Nanzhao tribe and went to the Elephant Temple to pay homage.

See with your own eyes the bones of the elephant spirit.

Yi Xing held his elephant, burned it into white snow in the fire, and raised the red sun in the water. The jade infant god transformed into a phoenix and flew into the Xijiang River on the moon!

Needless to say, this young man is talented in martial arts. He observes the power of elephant bones and develops a red yang bone of a divine elephant. His bones are extremely hard and his flesh and blood are like a divine elephant.

He entered Taixuanjing, which caused a fight between the Duke of Chu and the prince's young master. Finally, he entered the residence of the Duke of Chu and became a guest of the Chu family!

"The small country of Nanzhao can actually produce such a genius."

Some of the observers whispered to themselves.

As Xiang crossed the river, it was clear that Mingze's body was very domineering and his blood was wild, but for some reason, his eyes were very upright and peaceful, like a scholar who had been studying for a long time.

"I wonder if I can pull out the wind-calling knife when I cross the river.\n"

Princess Xianyou was quite curious, but the graceful figure beside her still had worries in her eyes.

According to the past rules, since Lu Jing won the championship, he could enter the Taiqian Palace, but now there is Qi and blood pressure blocking the way in front of the Taiqian Palace. As the winner, Lu Jing is not allowed to enter the palace at this time.

On the side, Princess Anqing saw the worry in Sheng Zi's eyes. She remained silent for a few breaths and then comforted her: "I think Lu Jing is quite drunk at this time. He is not allowed to enter the palace. He can also sit in front of the palace.

His spirit is not weak at all."

Shengzi looked at Lu Jing.

Nan He Yu and Ye She Yu also looked at Lu Jing from time to time..

But more people's eyes fell on Xiang Guohe who was already in front of the Whispering Knife.

Just when everyone was speculating.

Xiang Guohe, who was standing in front of the Wind-Calling Sword, suddenly glanced at Lu Jing and then at Lu Jing's waist. He didn't know whether he was looking at the black sandalwood sword or the Rain-Calling Sword.

Then this young man from Nanzhao saluted Lu Jing from a distance while everyone was looking at him in surprise.

The etiquette was quite in line with the rules and turned out to be a disciple's ceremony.

Under the influence of the library, scholars all over the world open their arms wide,

Then he folds his palms and bends down to salute as a courtesy.

But now this Nanzhao boy is wearing short clothes and performing this etiquette, which seems a bit strange.

And the person he was saluting turned out to be Lu Jing

The Chu family sent people to kill Lu Jing, but this young man saluted Lu Jing... which is a bit strange.

Even Lu Jing was a little confused, but he returned the greeting.

When Xiang crossed the river to this point, Qi and blood circulated throughout his body, and he actually let out an elephant chant!

Xiang Yin seems to come from an ancient era, the alleys are vast, grand and ancient.

Xiang Guohe's blood was flowing, rolling and rolling, and there was an extremely powerful masculine meaning.

A kind of martial arts spirit condensed from this innate Qi and blood is equally vast and grand.

At this time, the air around the body has been completely evaporated.

In everyone’s amazement!

Xiang Guohe stretched out his palm and grasped the handle of the wind-calling knife!

Phew~
To be continued...