Fei Xuancheng, city inn.

On the plaque outside the inn, the words "Xiushui Tower" were clearly written with a brush, which sounded so unique.

Compared with many inns such as Yuelai Inn, Fengyue Inn, and Lijia Inn, Xiushui Tower stands out.

Feixuan City is a small subsidiary city outside Tiandu City. It is only two hundred miles away from the main city. It is also a holy place for scholars and a must-go for scholars who come to Beijing to take exams. Therefore, it looks elegant and easy-going everywhere, even in the market.

It was also full of scholars and merchants selling pens, inks, paper and inkstones.

Some people say that Feixuan City was just a small town hundreds of years ago. There were many talented people who came to Beijing to take the exam but failed, so they gathered here. They were unwilling to accept it, so they studied hard all night in this small town, just waiting.

When they came to the capital again next year, more and more people came and went, and Feixuan Town became Feixuan City. Some scholars could not pass the examination and did not want to go home, so they had to stay in the city. But there were too many scholars in the city.

There was no shortage of teachers, so they became vegetable sellers and pig butchers on the streets.

The scholar stirred up firewood and wielded the kitchen knife, which really made people sigh.

But in the past few days, this city covered by the fragrance of books has suddenly become more murderous.

More and more people holding spears and silver swords appeared here, wearing short-sleeved clothes and bald heads. Their skin was chapped by the sun, and their faces were covered with scars. They had beards and wore Taoist robes, and they looked immortal.

Some are ruthless. There are also some who have bad intentions and look full of cruelty.

And so on, many weirdos came to Fei Xuancheng. The powerless scholars all hid in their homes and did not dare to go out on the streets. They just watched from a distance as they all flocked to the largest inn in the area, Xiushui Tower.

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"Waiter, a pot of shochu and a roast chicken! Give me two ounces of cooked beef!" As soon as the tall and thick man sat down, he let out a deafening cry.

The waiter who was far away at the counter was so frightened that he was shaken all over.

A scholar who is always used to meeting kind-hearted scholars will inevitably feel frightened when he suddenly encounters such a rough man. He ran over and trembled as he stood aside.

"We only have green plum wine here. We have roast chicken, but not beef."

"Without beef and soju, what kind of shabby inn do you want to open?" the rough man said with disdain on his face.

"We are a scholarly place here, and most of them are scholars, so what we drink is the refreshing and delicious sour plum wine. The soju is too spicy and we can't get used to it." The waiter sneered, glanced at the rough man's face, and continued.

"As for cows, they are hard-working animals and deserve respect from the world, so we never eat beef here, let alone kill cows." The waiter looked frail. Although he was wearing coarse clothes, he was wearing a hat and his skin was

Bai Jing. It must be some young scholar who is waiting to take the exam next year and is doing odd jobs here to earn living expenses.

"It's really unlucky. There's nothing like this or that. Then let's have two roast chickens. Hurry up, I'm hungry." The thick man patted the table with dissatisfaction, made a crisp sound, and pulled the fair waiter back.

He was startled and hurriedly threw it away. The man was left sitting there, stroking his withered beard and laughing.

The table he just slapped slowly opened a fine line, extending towards the corner of the table like a spider web. Although it was just a palm, it was enough to prove that he was a powerful immortal cultivator.

"Two roasted chickens and a pot of green plum wine." The waiter ran to the back kitchen and shouted twice, then returned to the counter and started pounding the abacus.

"Hey, why do you think we have so many strange guests in Fei Xuancheng these past two days?" After serving the dishes, the waiter did not rush back to the kitchen. He leaned against the corner of the table and looked at his colleagues who were typing the abacus.

"Who knows? I just hope they don't tarnish the purity of our place!" The waiter sighed and looked up. He had never seen so many cold weapons in his life. In the eyes of scholars, these people are

Barbarians, they only cause massacre and cholera.

"Of course it's because a very important person will pass by you." A well-mannered young master suddenly stood up from his chair.

He was dressed in flowing white clothes, with a slender figure, a scholar-like face, and a feather fan in his hand. Compared with those ugly-looking people, he seemed more approachable.

"Oh, who is so important? Is he the current number one scholar? Are you all here to pay homage to him?" When the waiter saw this man's kind face, he naturally felt less restrained.

In the eyes of scholars, the only one who can be valued and envied is probably the top scholar in the golden field!

"No, everyone here wants to kill him!"

The scholar held a white porcelain wine glass in his hand, drinking slowly and pacing slowly. His figure appeared behind the waiter like a ghost, and his voice was naturally a bit more terrifying.

"Kill him?"

The waiter was secretly surprised, the palm of his hand holding the brush was already sweating. He didn't expect that this kind-faced young master was actually a cultivator of immortals, and casually mentioned the word "killing" on his lips.

"Yes, a person who kills his master and seizes the treasure must also be an unfaithful and unfilial person in the eyes of you scholars, right? Everyone in the world should punish him." The young master in white smiled slightly and suddenly opened the fan.

There is also a bit more murderous intent in the eyebrows and eyes, like the white god of death.

A faint evil aura arose spontaneously, and the two waiters felt as if their backs were cold, as if they had just

The dripping sweat instantly condensed into ice.

There were no beautiful scenery, no elegant landscapes, no elegant inscriptions on the plain white paper, only a bright red one.

The word "death"!

The two waiters were so frightened that they hugged each other and shivered.

"Leng Ruoshuang, you are scary. We are just two ordinary people, why bother to make things difficult for them?"

Sitting not far away, a skinny old man suddenly spoke. He had been sitting next to the wall, and his skinny skin almost blended into the dark wall, making people feel that half of his body should be buried. He was

As soon as he spoke, the two waiters felt even colder, even colder than the name of the young man in white, but the two waiters suddenly felt warmer.

"Hey, isn't this the withered god of fire, Lin Shixiu, who has long since withdrawn from the world? Why, do you also want to get a share of the Dugu Sword?" Leng Ruoshuang stopped teasing the two waiters, took a leap, and stood in front of Lin Shixiu.

He sat down across from him, raised his chin, and looked at the old man in front of him.

"Aren't you practicing the art of controlling fire? A bunch of Li Yin Fire has already mastered it. Why would you want to compete with the juniors for a sword?"

"Aren't you also practicing the Ice Technique? So you should also know that Dugu Sword is more than just a sword." Lin Shixiu didn't care about Leng Ruoshuang's yin and yang aura.

"Legend has it that Mu Yunfei had stayed at the peak of Xuanxian for nearly fifty years, and had been stuck in the half-step of Taihexian, unable to make a breakthrough. But in the battle of Bugui Forest, he annihilated the ancient beasts and obtained Dugu.

The sword broke through to Taihe overnight. Everyone must know the reason for this, I don’t need to elaborate!"

"Dugu's sword can harmonize yin and yang, and all things can come to life. Those who possess the sword will reach the pinnacle and become invincible. Mr. Leng must know this better than me, otherwise he would not be on the only road to Tiandu City.

"Lin Shixiu didn't show any humility towards the younger generation and sneered.

"Yes." Leng Ruoshuang felt disappointed, gently pushed open her folding fan, and suddenly the corners of her mouth slowly raised.

"But there is only one Dugu Sword, which means that there is only one person who can get him in the end. I heard that Master Lin was already a Mystic Immortal before he retired. Now, he is probably at the peak of Mystical Immortal, right?" When he said these words

There was a hint of provocation in his eyebrows, as if he was testing Lin Shixiu's reaction.

Sure enough, Lin Shixiu's pupils turned into a dim light.

"So what if I haven't reached the peak of Xuanxian? It's enough to deal with you, a kid at the peak of Golden Immortal, Xuanxian." Lin Shixiu shouted coldly, and slammed his skinny palms on the table in front of him.

The table wrapped in black paint suddenly collapsed in the next second, as if it had been burned to ashes by fire.

Leng Ruoshuang was already prepared, and his elbows pressed on the table did not lose their direction as the table collapsed. He took a step backwards, stood firmly on the spot, and waved the fan in his hand gently.

"Oh, hurry up, this Li Yin Huo really appears and disappears!" Leng Ruoshuang chuckled, and a wisp of black silk slowly fell from his sleeve to the ground.

Leng Ruoshuang lowered his head and forgot to take a look, only to find that two big holes had been burned into his sleeves at his elbows, revealing the white underwear underneath.

He glared at the smiling Lin Shixiu angrily and said coldly.

"Oh, it is said that this Li Yin Fire is a will-o'-the-wisp fire, colorless and invisible, and can kill without sight. It is indeed well-deserved when I see it today."

"It's amazing that Leng Ruoshuang, who is known as Young Master Leng in the world, can also praise others. I heard that your Ice Art is as good as the secret art of Tiandu Dao Sect. I wonder if you can freeze a will-o'-the-wisp like me?

"The thin skin on Lin Shixiu's cheeks was squeezed into a ball, highlighting the cheekbones on his face as sharp as a skull.

"Um, you two gentlemen, our little shop can't stand your troubles like this. Could you please move to..." The two trembling waiters standing aside looked at me and I looked at you.

It's better to step forward and be careful.

After all, this is an inn. Not to mention that Lin Shixiu had just set fire to one of their tables. If the two of them really got into a fight here and destroyed the inn, it would be a big deal. If they accidentally hurt the guests, no one would dare to come here again.

They had tea and drinks at the inn.

The two waiters finally mustered up their courage, but were turned away by Leng Ruoshuang's cold eyes. They felt a chill on their backs, as if dozens of silver needles were pricking their backs, making them unable to stand up anymore.

Don't dare to say another word.

Not far away, a fat and dark man seemed to be interested in this place. He was gnawing on a chicken leg and watching the show with great interest.

At the moment, there are more than just the three of them cultivating immortals in the inn. At the other end of the inn, there are several knights with swords, but no one wants to come over and give them a kick. Instead, they just want to sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers and tigers.

Lin Shixiu was wrong. In fact, Leng Ruoshuang was also a Xuanxian, but he had just crossed the threshold, so how could he compare with this old man who had been in Xuanxian for nearly fifty years.

But he, who has always been arrogant, obviously had no intention of stopping when faced with Lin Shixiu, who was relying on his old age. There was a faint phenomenon of ice crystals solidifying in the air. The inn was like an ice cellar, and even the wine in the wine bowl had faint signs of condensing into ice.

"You two, why are you angry?" The fat man put down the chicken bones in his hands and licked his fingertips.

"Who are you? How can you be here?

Do you have the right to interrupt?" Lin Shixiu and Leng Ruoshuang turned around at the same time, and the pressure on their bodies attacked the fat man in unison.

The pressure exerted by the two Xuanxian at the same time, although one was stronger than the other, was enough to frighten people. The two waiters could not stand the pressure and hid far away in the back room.

All the guests in the inn had already fled, leaving only a few powerful immortal cultivators, quietly watching the scene in front of them.

The pressure of the two people did not make the fat man feel oppressed. He just smiled lightly, picked up the wine bowl and drank for a while, seemingly turning a blind eye to the two of them.

Leng Ruoshuang and Lin Shixiu frowned at the same time. They looked at each other and moved forward at the same time.

Not knowing what the fat man's strength was, the two of them temporarily chose to join forces.

Two icicles stabbed out of the air. Leng Ruoshuang held the icicles and stabbed towards the fat man's chest. At the same time, Lin Shixiu controlled the invisible will-o'-the-wisp and wanted to sneak attack him from behind. The two had the same goal and wanted to kill him with one blow.

This talkative fat man is going to die.

The imperial court will take care of immortal cultivators killing people, but the killings among immortal cultivators are extremely common. Even if the fat man died in the inn in full view of the public, would anyone hold them accountable? It can only be blamed on the fat man's lack of strength.

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But in the face of this attack from both sides, the fat man just smiled. His fat body was so light, and he turned around under the sneak attack of the two. He caught the stabbing ice with his left hand, and grabbed Lin Shixiu's wrist with his right hand.

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With just a slight flick, the two Xuanxian were thrown out by him, smashing two tables and chairs.

"The peak of Xuanxian, you are actually the peak of Xuanxian!" The two stood up from the ground in embarrassment, looking at the inconspicuous fat man in front of them, with expressions of disbelief.

"I really don't want to disturb you two, but civil war is really not a good idea right now." The fat man touched his triple chin.

"What do you want to do?" Lin Shixiu and Leng Ruoshuang looked at each other again. One second they regarded each other as enemies, but the next second they decided to form an alliance because they encountered a more difficult opponent.

"Except for the Tianshan sect, the other three sects all stood by and watched when Yu Ziqing rebelled against the sect with Dugu Sword. Haven't you ever thought about why?" The fat man's voice suddenly rose by one decibel. He not only watched

Lin Shixiu, Leng Ruoshuang, and several immortal cultivators sitting behind them.

They were obviously also interested in what the fat man said, and they straightened up and looked at them.

"Is it because they are afraid of the Tianshan Sect's strength?" Lin Shixiu and Leng Ruoshuang were stunned.

"Mu Yunfei of the Tianshan Sect is dead, and the others are not worth mentioning. Mu Yunqi is just a half-assed person. But this is just one of them. The Dugu Sword belongs to Yin, and the Buddhist scriptures belong to Yang. Yin and Yang cannot be merged. This is

This is the reason why Blue Sky Valley stands idly by. Even if they get the Dugu Sword, they can't understand its secrets. Shushan has always been focused on Taoism and cultivation. The higher the Taoism, the stronger the strength. That Taoist Master Qingxu doesn't care about worldly affairs.

, they are naturally not interested in Dugu Sword, which can help people greatly increase their skills. But as for Ye Gutian of the Xuanjian Sect, it is in danger. This Ye Gutian has always been at odds with the Tianshan Sect, especially Mu Yunfei. But he is not at odds with the Tianshan Sect.

Mu Yunfei's fear has penetrated deep into his bones, so even after Mu Yunfei died, Ye Gutian still did not dare to act rashly. But how long can he remain calm with the best sword in the world? Even if you win the Dugu Sword, facing

Tianshan Sect, Xuanjian Sect, and many casual cultivators in the world are competing for it. Do they both think they have the ability to protect the Dugu Sword and can they safely understand the secret method in the sword?"

"Then what can you do?" Lin Shixiu and Leng Ruoshuang thought for a while and felt that what he said was reasonable.

"You need a strong backer who can protect you and practice with peace of mind until you can understand the secret of Dugu Sword."

"You mean, you want to be our backer? Is it enough for you to be at the peak of Xuanxian?" Lin Shixiu and Leng Ruoshuang sneered.

Although Xuanxian Peak is powerful, it is not enough to compete with Tianshan Sect and Xuanjian Sect.

The fat man obviously thought of this too. He calmly touched his belly and said slowly.

"I am Bucai, the leader of the White Flag of the Yin Yang Sect, Lei Yuming."

"Yin Yang Sect? Wasn't the Yin Yang Sect destroyed by Mu Yunfei decades ago?"

"Yes, but that battle did not damage the foundation of the Yin-Yang Sect. After decades of dormancy, our Yin-Yang Sect already has three thousand followers, and there are countless golden immortals and mysterious immortals, which is enough to compare with any second-rate sect in the world.

. And our leader, Lei Yinru, is currently in seclusion to attack the Half-step Taihe Immortal. Just imagine, if the leader can break through to the Half-step Taihe Immortal, our Yin-Yang Sect can become one of the first-class sects."

"What's more, our Yin Yang Sect has always been blessed and shared the same hardships. When the leader understands the mystery of Dugu Sword, he will definitely teach its secrets to the followers. By then, the Tianshan Sect, Xuanjian Sect, we

Don't even take it seriously!" Lei Yuming became more and more proud as he spoke, as if he had already seen the time when the Yin Yang Sect dominated the world.

The protection of a half-step Taihe Immortal was really heart-warming, and both Leng Ruoshuang and Lin Shixiu were moved.

Even the immortal cultivators behind them who were observing secretly were moved.
Chapter completed!