The prince general is not qualified to enter the palace yet, let alone the chief deacon disciple of the Tianyan Palace. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

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. 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 suddenly remembered the scroll that Yan Qiu Yi had given him, so he opened it and looked at it.

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 that mean?" Qin Han scratched his head after reading the scroll, completely ununderstanding what Yan Qiuyi 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, today's tea is half price for everyone! Hey, that little guest officer, you slow down, only charge half the money, why are you drinking so fast? ”

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.

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...... If 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 have often been five-colored clouds above the Northern Plains, which is the supreme qi of the human world, and then 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. ”

The old man's face was full of anger when he heard this, and he said sharply: "Shut up! If you don't respect the sages, how can you progress in your cultivation? 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 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 ensure the fortunes of the empire? ”

Qian Zongyi thought about it, and finally became convinced, and said, "Master, are you saying that the person who stole the soul suppression may subvert the entire Great Xia Dynasty in the future?" Do you want to kill him now? ”

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.