Chanye stood by the wall and looked up at the big hole in the wall.

The walls of this ancient castle were built by flattening a hill, and the bluestone on the city wall was also taken from here, which is thick and solid. An ordinary sturdy man, armed with a big axe, slashed hard, and at most left a white mark.

But now, the one-zhang thick city wall is more than a meter deep.

The outer layer of bluestone was completely shattered, revealing the soil inside, and the traces of cracks extended in all directions along the bottom of the depression.

One shot, one sword!

Shang Ye couldn't believe that this was actually caused by Fengchen, who was at the bottom of the human realm, and he only relied on a shot and a sword.

And standing here at this moment, she can still clearly recall the feeling of the sword before.

At that time, I was as if I was being guided and pushed by a pair of invisible hands. Pulled by the qi machine, he also felt something in his heart, and inexplicably had that sword that seemed to be a godsend.

The so-called article is made by nature, and it is obtained by chance.

The same goes for martial arts swordsmanship.

After this sword, his mastery of this trick has quietly and silently stepped from rough to proficient. The understanding is deeper, and the power is more than doubled.

However, Shang Ye knew that all of this was brought about by Fengchen.

The two martial arts of Dameng and Dajue are from the same door, and they are mutually reinforcing and complementary. It's like a magnet, every time Fengchen passes by him, the big dream in his body will cause fluctuations, his emotions will fluctuate inexplicably, and the big dream sword is even more ready to move.

Especially when Fengchen practiced the Dajue marksmanship, even if he guarded his mind and sat far away and practiced carefully, he could feel the traction of a mysterious qi.

If it weren't for that, if you practiced alone, you would only have to practice this trick to such a level, and you would only be afraid for a full week.

"Admiring your masterpiece?" came Master Ji's voice in his ears.

Shang Ye's face flushed slightly.

"Although it is the benefit of being guided by Fengchen's Qi Machine, however, this is also your extraordinary comprehension," Master Ji said with a smile, "Besides, even if it is luck, it is also given to you by the Star God." Others can't ask for what they want. ”

"But......" Shang Ye was still a little embarrassed, "I always feel that I have taken advantage of others, and I have gained something for nothing." ”

"I want to get something for nothing," Master Ji laughed, "Heavenly Dao competition, hard work is the foundation of progress, but luck and chance are also indispensable." In this great river of heavenly dao, there are people advancing and retreating wave after wave...... Besides, since the exercises are born together, how do you know that he doesn't take your ......?"

It seemed that the words came to his lips, and when he found some ambiguity, Master Ji coughed and turned stiffly: "...... That, the good. ”

Shang Ye was keenly aware of it, and the roots of his ears were red.

Master Ji said with a smile: "Obviously, if you cultivate together, the qi will pull and inspire each other, and it will be faster than cultivating alone." ”

As he spoke, he turned his head and glanced at the top of the castle tower, and his tone became solemn: "However, the Feng family is in some trouble now, how to deal with it, you naturally have channels to know, so I won't say more." Originally, in a few days, I was going to send you back first. But now......"

He looked up at the big hole in the city wall and said slowly, "You can make up your own mind." ”

After Master Ji finished speaking, he turned around and left. Time is pressing, and he still has a lot to do to improve Fengchen's strength as soon as possible.

Shanye walked over to a chair and sat down, holding his chin in one hand.

When she raised her head, she followed the direction of Master Ji's gaze just now and saw the top of the castle tower. There, a tall boy was quietly watching the town below.

Shanye looked at him.

After a long time, she took a note from her bosom and unfolded it.

This was handed over by Uncle Qiu, the observer of the family, and at this moment, he, who was the boss of Qiu Boss, a mountain goods merchant, was waiting for him in the small town below the mountain.

After thinking about it, Chanye got up and went up the stairs, through the walls and covered bridges, and up to the top of the watchtower.

"Hey!"

Xia Bei turned his head in surprise.

Behind her, the girl looked at the ground, hesitated slightly, and then said shyly, "Can you accompany me to the town?"

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The town is bustling with people.

The name of Bailin City is the city, but it is actually a town. In ancient times, the city walls where the troops fought are now only a section of the mound of earth hidden by the weeds around the town.

In addition, over the years, people have moved out of the mountains and went to the big cities outside the mountains to settle for a living, so the situation in the town has become smaller and smaller. Added up, it's only four or five streets.

And with the arrival of more and more "mountain merchants" in recent times, the town is even more overcrowded.

Some time ago, these mountain goods merchants also bought some mountain goods in a fake way, but recently, as more and more people, as the last bag of old goods in the local warehouse was loaded into a carriage and pulled away, these people seem to be too lazy to hide their identities.

They wandered the streets, or sat in the restaurants facing the inn, the only taverns and teahouses in the town, and sat for a day.

The local residents should be blind to this.

No one is a fool.

Everyone knows that these people are here for the castle on the mountain, and everyone has heard a little about the Feng family's ruined son who has caused a lot of trouble.

As long as these people are still spending money lavishly in the town, as long as they don't get into a fight in the town, everyone is happy to continue like this.

Sometimes people think that if they are gone, they will miss them.

And for the observers, the days seem a bit boring.

The castle on the hill would be visited every day by people who would come to the town to buy things or repair some utensils, but each of these servants had a carving on his forehead that no one should approach. They always keep their mouths shut, buy things and leave, don't talk to anyone, don't stop for the slightest.

Other than that, the castle is still the castle. Whether it's windy or rainy, it just stands there quietly, standing still.

The Feng family's chaotic demon king has never even shown his face.

Nothing can be observed.

Of course, as observers, everyone's daily task is not only to stare at the castle. They will look more at the others around them.

Where did this person come from, and where did that person come from, what was the relationship between this and that family, and which observers were close to each other. On the surface, everyone is in full swing, greeting each other, inviting guests, drinking and chatting, but many things are remembered one by one.

In fact, this town is like a big stage. Everyone is an audience and an actor.

Everyone understands that not all of the people sitting here are really in unison. And the prey of the Feng family is not a suckling pig roasted on a plate, just waiting for everyone to share the food happily with knives and forks. In fact, it's very dangerous. If you're not careful, you'll probably be swallowed by someone along with the belt bones.

So, a good location is needed for the hunt.

It can't be too close, and it can't be too far.

And you have to judge from these observers who is trustworthy. Who is quietly staring at your throat while you are staring at your prey?

You'll have to discern what these people in this town are going to be like before you know if the family should really be part of the hunt.

Suspicion, suspicion, intrigue...... And all this, with the arrival of the three Qing family guards a few days ago, became more and more meaningful.

The three Qing family guards lived in a house in the center of the town, near the river.

The inn has been out of rooms for a long time. And this house is the home of a local lame man. When the three guards of the Qing family took out a gold star, the lame man took his daughter-in-law and son to his daughter-in-law's mother's house in the mountains without saying a word, and gave up the house that was still clean and tidy.

People only rent for a month, and one Venus is enough to buy ten of his houses.

Countless pairs of eyes just watched silently at the deal between the guards and the lame.

No one cares how the cripple is happy and how he leaves with his family, everyone just looks at the three Qing family members.

The fight will start after more than twenty days.

Originally, the people of the Qing family should not have appeared here. They just need to wait in Fanyang City.

But here they were.

Not an elder of the family, nor a child of the family. It's just three guards, guarding here, like guarding a prisoner who might escape!

This could not be a stronger signal. It is no exaggeration to say that people poked their fingers in the face of the Feng family. And the aura of the Feng family, as a prey, began to become stronger.

It's exciting.

Of course, Boss Qiu saw all this.

He was the first to come to Bailin City, and he had a room in an excellent location in the inn, and every day, he only had to get up and open the window to see the central area of the town and the ancient castle on the opposite hill.

Therefore, every move of these three people is under his nose.

And these days, every morning, he and the other observers watched the three Qing family guards go out and spend twenty bronze stars to let the little two of the tea shop move a table to the entrance of the town.

They just sat there and drank tea.

And in front of them is the path that leads to the castle at the foot of the mountain. It is also the only road to the castle.

In the evening, after dinner, they would go back to sleep in the lame house, and they didn't seem to care if the people in the castle would leave at night.

Boss Qiu watched it for two days and knew that the Feng family was finished.

The wind in the town is already one-sided. You don't have to listen to the observers around you, just look into their eyes and know that they have made up their minds.

And what followed was the emergence of several higher-ranking figures in the family.

It's time to make a final decision!

This made Boss Qiu a little anxious, you know, his own young lady is still in the castle. Although the young lady mainly practiced with Master Ji, the decision of the monk family had nothing to do with it. But after a long time, it is inevitable that everyone will be out of money.

At that time, even if the Shang family really makes a move, I'm afraid there are few people around who dare to cooperate.

Boss Qiu is really anxious.

These days, I don't stay in the room, and I occupy the best position in the teahouse every day. Whether the news has been passed to Miss, whether Miss is coming to meet or reply, he needs to have a result as soon as possible.

The weather was a bit muggy.

Boss Qiu opened his chest, took his clothes and kept fanning the wind, and poured pots of herbal tea into his stomach with some anxiety. And just as he lowered his head and wiped the tea that dripped from the corner of his mouth to his stomach, suddenly, he felt that his surroundings suddenly became quiet.

The originally noisy teahouse was silent, and the people on the street shouted and neighed away.

Raising his head in surprise, Boss Qiu saw two people walking in from the entrance of the town.

When he saw the appearance of these two people clearly, he only felt that his mind was booming, and it was already blank.

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。 Read it to me, my friend......