After coming out of the Black Wind Mountain, Qin Han planned to go to the Valley of No Return to track down the whereabouts of the red-robed man, but he suddenly remembered the scroll that Yan Qiu Yi had given, so he opened it and looked at it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info[燃^文^书库][]. [774] [buy]. []

The scroll reads: "Tenth-Floor City, is the place where the Nanyuan Empire garrisoned in Zheng State, where the Soul Suppression Ceremony will be held, and your goal is a magic weapon: Soul Suppression Rope, just do this and ......"

"What does this mean?" Qin Han scratched his head after reading the scroll, completely unaware of what Yan Qiu Yi meant.

But after thinking about it for a long time, Qin Han still decided to go to the Tenth Floor City once. The Tenth Floor City is only not far from the Black Wind Mountain and the Valley of No Return, and the three locations are not in a straight line, but the distance is not far.

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The ten-story city, built between the mountains and mountains, was only ten high-rise buildings at the beginning, and later the Nanyuan Empire garrisoned here, so that the army was sent to conquer various countries, and this place slowly became prosperous.

During the Qingming season, there is a drizzle of rain and smoke in the city, which makes people unable to see it really. There is a teahouse in the highest place in the city, named Yunhai Teahouse, the building has seven floors, standing on the top of the building, you can watch the rising sun and the thin west mountain in the flowing clouds, it is the place where travelers love to stay.

The Nanyuan Empire's grand ceremony of appeasing the souls of the dead and praying for the fortune of heaven is about to be carried out in the city, and the Yunhai Teahouse is almost overcrowded, the round shopkeeper is standing in the counter and constantly fiddling with the abacus, and the guy with a white towel on his shoulder is running up and down, busy and happy.

At noon, there were fewer guests, and the fat shopkeeper had time to rest for a while, and said with a smile: "This town soul ceremony is about to start, and there are many people in the city these days. On a festive day, everyone will pay half price for this tea today! Hey, that little guest officer, you slow down, only charge half the money, why are you drinking so fast?"

The little guest officer in the mouth of the fat shopkeeper is Qin Han, he is wearing a robe, wearing a hat, sitting in the corner, hearing the shopkeeper's sentence that everyone is half price and almost didn't choke, in the shopkeeper's opinion, he is drinking fast, in fact, he doesn't understand, why is it half price when there are many people?

Someone asked the question in Qin Han's heart: "I said that the shopkeeper, people do business when there are many customers to raise the price, but you are reducing the price, dare to ask what is the reason?"

The fat shopkeeper still smiled and said: "Guest officer, you don't know, although our ten-floor city is Zheng Guo's territory, but in fact, people from all over the world come and go, what kind of people have, today is the town soul ceremony, there are ten times more people in the city than in the past, it is the opportunity for Yunhai Teahouse to expand its reputation, the guests who come out of here, who doesn't say that it is good and cheap? Don't dare to say anything else, my tea in Yunhai Teahouse, and Shaodian's unparalleled cultivation, as well as Kagura's stunning beauty, and called the world's three uniques, what's the matter, guest officer, don't you believe it?"

The man smiled and said, "The Kagura Sect is one of the seven major forces, and it has been famous for thousands of years, and one of its branches is full of beautiful female disciples. Shaodian dared to start a war with the seven major forces of the Nanyuan Empire and even the Terran Race, and it was needless to say how strong his cultivation was. I have no objection to saying that these two are unique in the world. Your tea is good, but the princess sells melons, and she doesn't boast like this?"

The fat shopkeeper smiled and said: "So, this is only half price, that is, let the guest officials go to the tea ...... which house to compare" Before the words were finished, the door of the teahouse suddenly opened, and a man entered the door, he put away the umbrella, and gently covered the door with his hand.

When everyone looked at it, they saw that it was a young man, about twenty-three or four years old, with a face like a crown of jade, eyes and eyes, a slender figure, and the same distance between his steps when he walked.

Qin Han nodded secretly, and said in his heart: "This person looks like a famous child regardless of his appearance, temperament, or demeanor, and he is the dream lover of thousands of chicks." ”

The young man walked straight to the counter, and the fat shopkeeper greeted him with a smile, and said: "This guest officer is a good talent, forgive the little old man for being presumptuous, the guest officer is such a dragon and phoenix, he must have come from afar to participate in the Soul Suppression Ceremony, dare to ask the guest officer what is his name?"

The young man said with a smile: "The shopkeeper's good eyesight, in Xia Qianzongyi, it was from Middle Earth that he came to participate in the Soul Suppression Ceremony. I have long heard that the tea of Yunhai Teahouse is the best in the world, so I came to taste it. ”

The fat shopkeeper said to the guest who spoke before: "See, this son is here, doesn't it mean that my tea is the best in the world?" and shouted to the guy behind him: "One upstairs seat!" Only then did he say to the young man Qianzongyi: "Son, you are in the right place! I am full of praise for this tea after you drink it! By the way, Childe, since you are here to participate in the Soul Suppression Ceremony, the little old man can provide you with a little help." That year, I met a master on the Zhanjiang Ancient Road, who was the chief deacon disciple of the Shence Palace of the Great Xia Dynasty, he will definitely appear at this soul suppression ceremony, you only need to mention my Tong Fu's name, no one dares not to give you face!" He waved his right hand vigorously and made a gesture.

Qian Zongyi smiled and said, "Thank you." "Sideways to the upper floor.

Another guest said: "The shopkeeper, you have started to pull your old accounts again." Besides, your tea will go sour!"

The fat shopkeeper Tong Fu said with a smile: "The year is a little old, and the accounts are a little old, but those are all amazing adventures." Middle-earth Great Xia Dynasty, Shence Palace, we grass people can meet the fairy-like characters in that palace in a few lifetimes......" He was still continuing to preach his glorious history, and the whispers in the teahouse made people drowsy.

Qin Han hurriedly settled the account, Yan Qiuyi wrote on the scroll that he was going to set off from the teahouse at noon, and he couldn't delay at all, he went out of the teahouse and looked at the back mountain.

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The Soul Suppression Ceremony was opened in the open space of the back mountain, and there were some buildings standing here and there in the open space with a radius of nearly 10,000 zhang, surrounded by some formations, but there was nothing surprising about it if you looked at it with your eyes, in fact, if you stepped into it, you would be counterattacked by the formation. The purpose is to prevent some ill-intentioned people from causing trouble.

Enter through the sewer and travel three miles to the vent, from which you can enter the center of the formation. This is also the words of Yan Qiuyi. But when Qin Han stood in front of the sewer, he was almost so smoky that he vomited out of the stench.

He bent down several times to lean in and climb in, but he retreated again and again, and the last time he finally couldn't bear it, and he spit out everything he ate and drank in the teahouse.

He smelled the stench, and really wanted to go back and tell Yan Qiuyi that I wouldn't do it, it wasn't a human thing.

He hesitated.

Suddenly he began to remember. I remembered the ridicule of the people in Wulin City, the portrait of my mother, the glorious deeds of my father, and the banter of Zheng Lun and others that day......

His intuition told him that it was right to listen to Yan Qiuyi.

Qin Han clenched his fists tightly, his eyes flashed with a strange light, and suddenly he half-knelt down and plunged his whole body into the sewer pipe. The foul-smelling dirty water and filth immediately flooded him.

One zhang, two zhang, five zhang, ten zhang......

One mile, two miles, three miles......

Everything was as Yan Qiu Yi said, climb down the sewer, go through the vents, enter the center of the formation, and wait under the westernmost vents. Except for the sewers, everything else is smooth.

You just have to wait for someone else to attack the formation. This is Yan Qiuyi's penultimate sentence.

Half an hour passed, and the sky over the back mountain finally changed. The clouds began to turn black, and there was a flash of lightning in the center of it, and lightning bolts that were several feet thick and more than ten feet long slashed into the clearing. The black cloud slowly turned into a spherical shape, and then, one to two, two to four, and in a few breaths the whole sky was black cloud, and lightning was everywhere.

An angry shout resounded through the sky: "He Fangxiao dares to break through the Liangyi Array and report his name!" was Qian Zongyi's voice.

Qin Han was underground, so he naturally didn't know what was going on outside, he only heard the sound of ping-pong weapons crashing and thundering, and it took about an hour before everything calmed down.

Then there was a slight thud, and something slipped through the vent above.

Qin Han pulled out the short knife under his clothes. The contents of the vent fell on the hay, stirring up a puff of dust.

That's a person. A beautiful woman. Around twenty years old, dressed in red, holding a sandalwood box in his arms, the person has passed out.

Qin Han opened the sandalwood box, checked the contents of it, and found that its appearance was the same as that described by Yan Qiuyi, but it was the same as the soul suppression. He took the soul suppression rope into his arms, took one last look at the woman, picked her up and turned away.

Yan Qiuyi's last sentence was that if a man fell, he would kill it, and if it was a woman, he would take it away.

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The capital of the Great Xia Dynasty, the ancient city of Liangzhu. There is a gorgeous palace on the top of the back mountain, which was built by the founding monarch of Great Xia for the national teacher, and the national teacher and the first god of Great Qin will live in the palace after that.

The plaque on the main entrance of the palace has three big characters on it, Shence Palace, the handwriting is vigorous and powerful, as if it is natural. In front of the vermilion palace gate stood a young man.

The young man seemed to hesitate about something, reached out to push the door but retracted his hand, and repeated this three or four times before he made up his mind, gently pushed the door open and walked in.

If Tong Fu, the fat shopkeeper of Yunhai Teahouse, was here, then he would definitely be surprised, and then blushed so much that he was embarrassed.

The current Shence Palace Master has a strange temper, and no imperial courtiers are allowed to enter the palace without him summoning him. The entire palace was deserted, with only some attendants on the side. The prince general is not qualified to enter the palace yet, let alone the chief deacon disciple of the Tianyan Palace.

There are only a few disciples of the palace masters in the past dynasties, and the so-called chief deacon disciples are just nominal names. The fairy-like characters in Tong Fu's mouth are actually not counted in the Shence Palace.

Tong Fu would be surprised and blush, because the young man who entered the palace was the beautiful man Qian Zongyi who had drunk tea in his teahouse.

Through several layers of blue gauze tents, Qianzong Yi walked on the carpet nervously. At the end of the carpet is an open-air platform, where a white-haired old man sits on a futon and closes his eyes to recuperate.

Qian Zongyi stood still behind the old man, bent down and said respectfully, "Master, the apprentice is back." The matter was messed up, and the soul suppression rope was stolen, so please forgive the master. ”

The old man nodded.

Qian Zongyi was puzzled: "Master, have you expected all this?"

The old man shook his head. When his hand was pressed on the ground, he was about to get up, and Qian Zongyi hurriedly helped him up.

Qian Zongyi helped the old man to the sun and said, "Master, you have always been in charge of the Shence Palace for all these years, and you have always had no last resort, but this time...... There is someone who can compete with Master, who will it be?"

The old man said, "There is a person, but that person has disappeared for fifty years. ”

Qian Zongyi was even more puzzled. The old man said, "Even if that person is, no matter how strong he is, he will not be above the teacher." When the magic technique is not accurate, either someone intervenes, or the problem lies with the person who steals the soul rope. ”

Qian Zongyi thought about it, but still couldn't understand it thoroughly, and asked, "I also sensed the person who stole the soul rope in the town, how could he have a problem?"

The old man picked up a short bamboo pole and gently played with the boat on the water. In front of him was a continental sand table, in which mountains, rivers, woodlands, deserts, icebergs, and the sea were all there.

"Two hundred years ago, the Great Sage Yi Feng once left a prophecy, do you remember?"

Qian Zongyi said without thinking: "More than two hundred years later, there will be real people rising from the Northern Plains, and its momentum is unstoppable. But what does this have to do with the current situation?"

The old man said: "In recent years, there are often five-colored clouds above the Northern Plains, which is the supreme qi of the human world, and then linked to Yi Feng's prophecy, the human world may be about to change the sky." ”

Qian Zongyi smiled dumbly and said, "The Great Xia Dynasty now has countless vassal states, and its dominance is as solid as a rock. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a sign of a change of sky. Master, I think that Yi Feng is just famous, and his real ability may not be able to catch up with you, Master. ”

When the old man heard this, his face was full of anger, and he said sharply: "Shut up! If you don't respect the sages, how can your cultivation progress? You are so arrogant and arrogant, how can you take over as a teacher in the future?"

Qian Zongyi was suddenly like a frosted eggplant, and he lowered his head and didn't dare to make a sound.

The old man turned his head to the continental sand table and sighed, "When I first met Yi Feng two hundred years ago, I was still an apprentice. Two hundred years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the world is like chess, and there is no regret about it. Now you are the only one who can inherit the mantle of being a teacher. If you are like this, the fortunes of the Great Xia Kingdom will die at your hands. The 6,000-year-old founding of Great Xia has not been easy. Will there be an empire in the world that will not fall? It is easy to know the sky, but it is difficult to go against the sky. How easy is it to keep the empire alive?"

Qian Zongyi thought about it, and finally became convinced, and said, "Master, are you saying that the person who stole the Soul Suppression may overthrow the entire Great Xia Dynasty in the future?"

The old man picked up a chess piece and threw it into the swamp in the sandbox. The chess pieces slowly sank into the swamp, but the iceberg directly opposite the swamp began to collapse.

The old man said lightly: "When you are in the game, things will become unpredictable. That man's every move is related to the entire empire, don't act rashly, just find him and order someone to watch him. ”

Qianzong Yi answered. The old man said again: "The time for being a teacher is running out, and now it depends on whether you can learn the most profound divine strategy with peace of mind." ”

Qian Zongyi frowned and said, "In the past ten thousand years, someone has been able to live to be four hundred years old, Master, your cultivation is so strong, there should be no problem in living to three hundred years old, right?"

The old man shook his head and said: "I have done too many things that should not be done in this life for the sake of the teacher, and it is the favor of God to live to this day." Go ahead. ”

Qian Zongyi noticed that Master's words were full of vicissitudes of helplessness, and he didn't dare to ask more, so he retreated.