"Get ready." On the tower of Hu Ze City, the man holding a long bow saw the carriage outside the city.
"Then get ready." The man who was lying on the ground drinking wanted to stand up, but stumbled and sat down again.
"What? You drank too much? You can't even stand still?" the man holding a long bow mocked.
The man sitting on the ground picked up the wine bottle next to him and whispered: "That's not right."
As soon as he finished speaking, the wine bottle exploded in an instant.
The man holding the long bow frowned and was about to turn his head to scold him, but found that he could no longer move. He whispered: "What's going on?"
The man sitting on the ground exclaimed: "How is it possible! How can there be someone in the world who can suppress an entire city by himself?"
In the courtyard of the Dongfang family, the young man holding two guns suddenly raised his head and shouted angrily: "Who is it!"
On the long street, there was only one man walking slowly forward.
The man wore a black cloak with stars painted on it. The wind blew the man's clothes, as if stirring up a starry sky.
The man walked to the yard where Dongfang's family was sitting. After hearing the angry shout, he raised his hand and pressed it gently.
Young Master Dongfang was immediately pushed to the ground, with his face on the ground, unable to resist at all.
"Who are you asking me?" The man stopped, "Do you know now?"
Young Master Dongfang shouted: "Pretend to be a ghost..."
"It turns out he's just a child." The man shook his head gently and continued walking forward.
Wherever he passed, all the disciples of the major sects hiding in the dark felt a huge pressure falling from the sky, making them unable to move.
The man holding the bow on the tower turned his head with difficulty, stared at the man walking alone on the long street, and asked: "What kind of monster is this? Why didn't I know that there are such people among the seven sects?"
The man sitting on the ground gasped heavily: "Among the seven major sects, only one person can do this."
Outside Huze City, Feng Zuojun pulled the reins and stopped the carriage.
"Something's wrong." Xie Yuling whispered.
Everyone else nodded. The closer they got to Hu Zecheng, the more they felt something was wrong. The feeling of oppression coming towards their faces was too strong. Everyone turned to look at Jie Qing Bu Jie Se.
Jie Qing Bu Se shook his head: "It's not the original ones, there are new masters who are far above them."
The city gate of Huze City slowly opened, and a man in a black cloak walked out, his shirt fluttering in the wind, and the stars shining brightly.
"Who is this?" Jie Qing Bu Jie Se had a guess in his mind.
"That's right, it's him." Daojun smiled slightly.
The man stood and raised his head slightly: "I didn't expect to meet Lord Dao here."
"I can't believe it, you actually came down the mountain." Daojun stepped out of the carriage, "The first seat of Xingxiu Courtyard, Xinghe."
"The first seat of Xingxiu Courtyard!" Everyone was shocked.
Shanglin Tiangong is divided into three floors and four courtyards, four of which are divided into Xingluyuan, Qianjiyuan, Qingmingyuan and Xingxiuyuan. Among them, Xingluyuan is in charge of the internal disciplines, rewards and punishments of Shanglin Tiangong, Qianjiyuan is in charge of organ skills and espionage, and Qingmingyuan is responsible for
Trains Tiangong killers, and the most mysterious Xingxiu Academy is responsible for the research of secret ways, including formations, medicine, secret techniques, etc. He almost never shows up in the world, but Xing He is very famous.
Back then, when Nanyu Tower went up to Weilong Mountain, no one in the various courtyards could stop him. Only the Xingxiu courtyard, a place that was not good at fighting, walked out of a man wearing a black cloak.
Legend has it that he played a game of chess with Nan Yulou and trapped Nan Yulou for two hours. In the end, the two ended in a tie. Xinghe retreated to Xingsuyuan, while Nan Yulou continued to climb.
This was the first time that Xingxiuyuan came before the Jianghu, but it quickly came after the Jianghu. People still couldn't understand Xingxiuyuan's true strength, but at least they remembered Xinghe.
He is someone who can fight against Nanyulou, the third best person in the world.
Su Baiyi smiled bitterly and said: "Why do I feel that all the masters from Lin Tiangong are here? If I can go to Weilong Mountain at this time, wouldn't it be like going straight to Huanglong?"
Daojun said calmly: "Xing He is the leader, he is not an enemy."
Xinghe nodded, seeming to agree with Daojun: "But they are not friends either."
Daojun smiled and said: "Why are you blocking the road?"
Xing He stretched out a finger and pointed at Su Baiyi: "I don't want him to go to Lin Tiangong."
Daojun nodded: "Everything must have a reason."
Xing He shook his head: "I just don't want to."
Daojun walked forward slowly: "I am willing to chat with you."
Xing He sighed: "Su Han was kind to me. Without him, I, who came from an ordinary background, would not have been able to enter Weilong Mountain."
Daojun walked up to Xing He: "I have heard this story."
Xing He sighed again: "But Ning Qingcheng was also kind to me. He saved me. Without him, I would have died on the shore of the South China Sea."
"Everything requires a reward, but Su Han has never asked you for anything." Daojun stretched out his finger.
"Master Dao, you know that I have practiced the secret arts for many years and can see many things that others cannot see." Xing He looked at Dao Lord.
Daojun smiled: "Naturally, Xing He, the leader, has always been one of the people that our Tianshi Mansion pays the most attention to."
"Now I see your body, Master Daojun, like an exquisite pavilion that has leaked the wind."
It will collapse at any time. I advise Lord Dao to return to Qingcheng Mountain Taoist Mansion immediately."
"I also advise Mr. Xinghe to leave here and return to Xingxiu Courtyard." Daojun stretched his fingers forward slightly.
"Does Lord Dao really want to do this?" Xing He said sharply.
"That's it, what should we do?" Daojun stretched out his finger and tapped it lightly next to Xing He's head.
There was a "bounce" sound, like a heavy old bell being struck, and the sound waves spread out, like a ripple on a calm lake.
In Huze City, six men in black standing in six different directions took a step back at the same time.
The disciples of various sects who had just been forcibly suppressed by Xing He felt the pressure on their bodies recede in an instant. On the tower, the man who was originally sitting immediately stood up and looked outside the city: "The Xingxiu Courtyard is here, I'm afraid this is the case.
It’s all in vain!”
Daojun retracted his finger, his face looked a little pale, and he waved his hand: "Miss Nangong."
Nangong Xi'er responded hurriedly: "The disciple is here."
"You guys go into the city first." Daojun looked at Xing He, "I'll chat with my old friend for a while first."
"Okay." Nangong Xi'er patted Feng Zuojun on the shoulder. Feng Zuojun came to his senses and immediately drove the carriage towards the city.
Xing He turned his head and looked at Su Baiyi on the carriage. Su Baiyi also turned to look at Xing He.
Chapter completed!