The sky is a bit gloomy, the air is filled with heavy moisture, and the rain seems to pour down at any time, casting a gloomy atmosphere on the hearts of the people living in the imperial capital.
In a secret house not far from the Xiao Mansion, people knock on the door and enter from time to time.
Everyone who visits comes in a closed carriage, and their clothes are either gray or black. They enter the mansion in a hurry as soon as they get off the carriage, creating a rather mysterious atmosphere.
At this time, another carriage stopped in front of the house. A figure slowly stepped out of the carriage and came to the door. He stretched out his hand to grab the door knocker and gently knocked on the door panel, making a "tuk-tuk" sound.
The visitors this time were very different from the previous ones. They were dressed in white clothes and carrying long swords. In this gloomy atmosphere, they looked extremely bright and eye-catching.
The courtyard door was opened inwards, revealing a man dressed in gray.
"Please also ask the guest to present a token." As if he was affected by the weather, Menzi's voice also seemed particularly depressed and low.
The man in white stretched out his right hand and wore a turquoise ring on his middle finger, which had a warm and shiny surface. It was obvious that it was extraordinary.
"Distinguished guests, please come in!" After careful inspection, the doorman respectfully led the man in white inside, and the courtyard door was tightly closed again.
A maid in a yellow shirt led her to a remote study. The maid stretched out her white and tender hands and lightly pressed the spine of a book on the bookshelf. The entire bookshelf slowly moved to both sides, revealing a deep strip.
A bottomless downward staircase.
The man in white stepped forward and walked down the stairs in a familiar manner. The maid in yellow did not follow him, but stayed where she was. When the figure of the man in white disappeared at the end of the stairs, she gently pressed the button on the other side of the bookshelf.
With a slight "rumbling" sound from the book spine, the bookshelves on both sides closed again, completely covering the entrance to the secret room without revealing any trace.
Going deep down, there are a few spiritual crystal lamps inserted into the four walls of the secret room. Although they are not bright, they are not as dim as expected. There are rows of wooden chairs in the room, most of which are already occupied.
Take a seat.
"Venerable Bai, you still go your own way and dress so dazzlingly." The speaker was Ji Huangcheng, the leader of the Spirit Master from the Dongjiang Sect in Zhejiang Province. "There is no sense of conspiracy at all."
"The family rules of the Bai family do not allow you to wear clothes of other colors." Venerable Bai said calmly, "Just like those two people from the Holy Land."
Not far away, there were two men in white, one tall and one short. There was a black pattern similar to "Swastika" embroidered on their chests, surrounded by blazing flames. Below the pattern, a large word "an" was embroidered in Chinese characters.
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These two people from the Holy Land had unruly eyes and cold attitudes. They did not talk to the people around them at all. They seemed to stand out from the crowd and were out of place.
"How can the people of the Holy Land care about our secular rules?" Ji Huangcheng shook his head helplessly, "I'm afraid that in their hearts, even powerful spiritual beings like you and me are just slightly stronger ants.
That’s all.”
Venerable Bai stared coldly ahead, seemingly not wanting to chat with Ji Huangcheng.
There was a faint sound of "rumbling" from above, and it was obvious that another guest was being led into the secret room.
"Isn't that Head Lu of the Dangyang Sect?" Ji Huangcheng didn't seem to realize Venerable Bai's alienation and still chatted enthusiastically with him, "Why do you look like you're mourning your heir? Could it be that my mother died in the family?"
"Master Ji is unaware that Mu Qingfeng, another spiritual master of the Dangyang Sect, recently died unexpectedly." A sharp voice suddenly came from beside him, "Headmaster Lu has been working hard to develop the Dangyang Sect into the world's best. A large sect, but now that Elder Mu is missing, his ambitions are in vain."
"It turns out to be Master Song from Liangshan." I don't know how Ji Huangcheng, a spiritual master from Zhejiang Province, could recognize these many people. "Is there actually two spiritual masters in the Dangyang sect? Ji doesn't know."
There are many forces in Liangshan, and this spiritual master named Song Hai is the leader of the most powerful bandit gang. He has many masters under his command and strong soldiers and horses. When the Daqian army entered the mountain for encirclement and suppression, they suffered heavy losses at his hands.
"Anyway, Mu Qingfeng has died. Doesn't it matter if you know or not?" Song Hai Jiejie smiled strangely, his voice was extremely harsh, "In my opinion, this Xiao family leader is too cautious. The entire Daqian Empire has only Most of the spiritual masters are gathered in this secret room now. Let's not boil the frog in warm water. We old guys will rush into the imperial city together, cut off Li Jiuye's head, and promote Xiao Qing as the emperor. , wouldn’t it be good?”
"It's not that easy." The old voice of Nangong Tieshou, the leader of the Nangong family, came from the opposite side. "Li Jiuye himself has spiritual master cultivation, and he is protected by top spiritual masters like Master Jiu and Xuanyuan Wudi. , if he were to alert the enemy and make him run away in advance, in the name of the Li royal family, it would not be difficult to gather an armed force to counterattack. Even if he could win the battle, it would cause immeasurable losses to the empire. Xiao The head of the family is talented and strategic, and this is definitely not a situation he wants to see."
"Old Nangong, what bothers you the most is your scheming, like women." Song Hai sneered, with a look of disdain on his face, "Mr. Song believes that whoever has a bigger fist is justified, so that's why This is how a true man should behave."
"I really have nothing to say to an ignorant and reckless man like you." Nangong Tieshou showed contempt in his eyes, shook his head and sighed.
"You old man, are you trying to get into trouble with Mr. Song?" Song Hai's education level was not high and he didn't know half of Daqian's Chinese characters. He was usually most afraid of others calling him "ignorant", and there was a hint of anger in his eyes. Brutal color.
"If you want to die, I can certainly help you." Nangong Tie Shou belongs to the veteran spiritual master and considers himself to be on the same level as Master Jiu. How could he take a new spiritual master like Song Hai seriously.
The air between the two suddenly condensed, and there was a sense of tension that was about to break out.
At this moment, there was a sudden "rumbling" sound at the entrance opposite to where everyone came in, and another secret door opened, and two figures slowly appeared in the secret room.
"Master Xiao." Many people stood up and greeted.
Xiao Qing was wearing a black robe, with a tall figure and eyes like lightning. Just standing quietly gave people a great sense of oppression. Behind him, stood a kind old man with white hair and white beard, and a red face. , it is Xiao Banshan, the spiritual leader from the Xiao family.
"Where is Elder Chen from the Yuxu Sect?" Xiao Qing swept his eyes across the room, frowned, and asked in a deep voice.
"I've informed him, but I haven't received a reply yet." Xiao Banshan whispered from the side, "Maybe something has delayed him."
"Master Xiao, there's no need to wait for him. Among all the spiritual masters here, Chen Youyu's strength can only be ranked at the bottom." Song Hai chuckled, "What difference does it make if this kind of rubbish comes or doesn't come? "
As he spoke, his eyes intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Sima Gu in the corner. He saw that the governor of Southern Xinjiang's face turned blue and purple for a while. He wanted to get angry, but he didn't dare.
Everyone knows that Sima Yu's promotion to Spirit Master was purely accidental. In terms of strength, he is probably inferior to any of the Spirit Masters here.
"Let's get started." Xiao Qing nodded, not seeming to be very concerned about Chen Youyu's absence.
All the big guys took their seats one after another, and the room was filled with solemnity, as if the fate of the entire Daqian would be pronounced in this small secret room...
"You brat, is it you again?" Lian Yunfei stared at Zheng Qiyuan in front of him for a long time, and finally recognized him, "I haven't seen him for two days, it's been a lot dark!"
Zheng Qiyuan was wearing a white gown. His muscles were not visible, but he still couldn't hide the obvious changes in his skin color.
"You are such a stubborn person!" Zheng Qiyuan was speechless as he looked at the delicate and frightened girl who was grabbed by the sleeves by Lian Yutang and was crying so hard.
It was not that he had never heard of bullies and playboys who raped civilian girls, but such a high frequency was really unheard of.
He did blame Lian Yutang a little bit. Although this second master Lian was promiscuous by nature, he was just an ordinary bully and did not have the eccentric habit of "grabbing every day."
It is said that as long as he plunders a beautiful woman, he will always stay in the house and enjoy it for a period of time. Until he gets tired of it, he will kick the woman out and go out to find a new love.
However, although he had made frequent attempts in the past few days, he always failed. It seemed that he was playing the negative role of robbing civilian girls every day, but not only did he not grab any of them, he also suffered two beatings in vain. The grievance in his heart, It's really hard to explain to others.
On this day, he thought about it and realized that he really did not believe in evil. He was determined to carry forward the fine traditions of his revolutionary predecessors. After upgrading his bodyguards, he went out again and vowed not to return home until he achieved his goal.
The imperial capital of Daqian is full of outstanding people, and the living standards of the people are significantly better than those in other provinces. Most of the daughters in ordinary families are well fed, clothed, and nourished. They even have enough money to buy some rouge, gouache, and beautiful clothes. It is said that they can go there It is not difficult to meet beautiful women on the street.
I don't know whether it was because of Lian Yutang's bad luck or something else, but he wandered on the street for half an hour. He didn't even meet a few women, not to mention beauties, which made him restless and almost angry.
Finally, Huang Tian paid off. After walking for nearly an hour, he finally caught the girl in red who was grabbing medicine in front of a elixir shop.
The girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old. She had good facial features. Although she was not as charming as yesterday's "Sister Furong", she was still very pretty and charming. In the eyes of Lian Yutang, who had been hungry for a long time, her original beauty turned into nine.
If you can't hold back, you will immediately step forward and use your hands and feet to plot evil.
At this time, Zheng Qiyuan, who had been reborn, also happened to arrive, and the two sides immediately confronted each other.
"Let her go." Zheng Qiyuan glared at Lian Yutang and said coldly.
"If you don't rely on the two people behind you, with your meager cultivation, how dare you interfere in Master Lian's business?" Lian Yutang looked at Zhong Wen and Zheng Yueting behind him and said bitterly, "Today is different from the past. I
Uncle Peng behind you is also a master of the Heavenly Wheel, so you may not be able to take advantage."
When his eyes glanced at Zheng Yueting, Lian Yutang couldn't help but have evil thoughts in his heart. He wished he could hold this flowery girl in green clothes in his arms. In comparison, the girl in red next to him was, after all,
A few chips short.
"They don't need to take action." Zheng Qiyuan said loudly, "I'll be one-on-one with you, do you dare?"
"You brat, you're only two or three levels of strength, but you still want to challenge me in a duel?" Lian Yutang was quite surprised, "Isn't it because I kicked you in the head two days ago?"
"If you don't dare, let her go immediately." Zheng Qiyuan refused.
"Okay, okay!" Lian Yutang almost laughed out loud, "If you are a good boy, Master Lian will come and play with you again!"
As he spoke, he gently waved the folding fan in his hand and walked slowly towards Zheng Qiyuan, but his eyes occasionally glanced at the graceful Zheng Yueting behind him, his coveting expression palpable.
"Come on!" Zheng Qiyuan's eyes widened and he shouted angrily.
A shocking power spread from his body. Lian Yutang felt as if there were thousands of ancient ferocious beasts swooping in front of him. The sound of dragons roaring and tigers roaring could be faintly heard in his ears. There seemed to be endless pressure in the world.
On the body, in shock, his hands trembled and even the fan fell to the ground.
Hallucination?
He stretched out his hand to rub his eyes and looked again. Opposite him, Zheng Qiyuan had already raised his sword high and slashed at him with the power of a mountain collapsing and the earth splitting apart. The power was so strong that it was obviously beyond the scope of the human wheel realm.
Earth wheel? How is that possible?
Lian Yutang opened his mouth and was stunned, almost unable to believe the bizarre sight in front of him.