After returning to the room on the third floor, Ji Tianxing took off his mask.

His expression was a little solemn, and his heart was heavy.

Although he had long expected that when the Red Star Flower was in full bloom, there would definitely be many forces that would rush to the Taiyuan Mountains to snatch it.

But he didn't expect that in just one inn in Taiye Town, hundreds of martial artists had gathered.

These martial artists basically have the strength of the True Yuan Realm, and there are several masters above the seventh level of the True Yuan Realm.

As for the martial artists of the Body Refining Realm, there are several, but they are all here to join in the fun, and there is basically no hope of capturing the Red Star Flower.

For Ji Tianxing, the warriors in this inn are all his potential rivals or enemies!

There are so many warriors who just live in the inn, how many forces and warriors are there who don't live in the inn and are hidden in the shadows?

Thinking of this, Ji Tianxing felt more and more heavy in his heart.

After nightfall, after dinner, he sat cross-legged on the bed to cultivate, continuing to condense his sword qi.

Although the amount of sword qi had reached its limit, he absorbed the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, making each sword qi more condensed and more powerful.

By the time he had condensed and strengthened all the twelve sword qis, three hours had passed.

In the middle of the night, the Rifle Inn fell into silence.

Most of the tenants have already rested, except for a single light in the lobby.

After Ji Tianxing finished his work, he walked to the window and prepared to close the window and sleep.

But out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of two figures in the corner of the backyard wall, squirming silently.

The two warriors were both dressed in black and seemed to be wearing masked scarves, and their movements were very cautious, without making the slightest sound.

Although the night was dark, Ji Tianxing vaguely saw that the two of them were carrying a large box and quietly touched the back door.

The two quietly opened the back door and carried the box out.

Ji Tianxing frowned, vaguely feeling that there was something strange in it.

He subconsciously went out of the door and quietly touched the back door of the courtyard.

He wears a black cloak and a mask, and sneaks through the night without fear of being spotted.

When he chased to the back door, he saw the two warriors carrying the boxes and burrowing into an alley along the courtyard wall.

He tiptoed up, not daring to get too close in order to avoid being discovered by the other party.

Moments later, two masked warriors carried the box deep into the alley and carried it into a pitch-black room.

Then they withdrew, and quietly returned to the Rifle Inn.

Ji Tianxing hid in the dark corner of the alley, holding his breath and not making a sound.

After the two warriors left, he entered the dark room.

The room seemed to have been uninhabited for many years, and there was a smell of decay, cobwebs everywhere, and the floor was covered with dust and debris.

Ji Tianxing searched and groped in the dark for a while, and only then did he find the big box in a pile of firewood in the corner of the wall.

He tried to lift it, and the weight of the large box was heavy, as if it contained steel or stone.

Confused, he took out the fire fold and lit the fire, and examined the box by the faint light of the fire.

After just one glance, he frowned, and there was a thick doubt in his eyes.

The iron-cast box is locked, and the latch is a palm-sized gear that has to be rotated to the corresponding position before it can be opened.

Ji Tianxing is very familiar with this kind of box!

Because, the Ji family's forging workshop uses this kind of box to hold weapons and equipment!

He tried to rotate the black gear, screwing it into the corresponding position, and sure enough, the lock "clicked" open.

Ji Tianxing opened the lid of the box and saw that there were more than twenty swords with shark skin scabbards in the box.

The mackerel is a high-level fierce beast in the sea, and the Ji family's forging workshop generally only gives Xuan-level swords with scabbards of this material.

Ji Tianxing casually picked up a sword, checked the hilt, and saw that the hilt was engraved with the word "Ji" in a seal font.

His face grew darker, the look of doubt in his eyes worsened, and he glanced at the pattern on the blade again.

The circular pattern in the shape of a thorn flower made him immediately conclude that this Xuan-level sword came from the Xuanjian workshop on the eastern outskirts of the Imperial City.

"Sure enough, it's the sword forged by my Ji family! These twenty-four Xuan-level swords are worth more than one million taels, how can they appear here?"

"The Xuanjian Workshop in the eastern suburbs, isn't that in charge of the second uncle?"

Ji Tianxing's heart was full of doubts, and he always felt that this matter was a little strange.

In order not to be discovered, he put the sword back in the box and locked the lock.

Then he extinguished the fire and quietly returned to the Rifle Inn.

However, when he returned to the Rifle Inn, there was constant arguing and shouting in the lobby.

When Ji Tianxing walked into the lobby, he saw two figures fighting with each other, and the "clanging sound" of swords constantly sounded.

After listening to two sentences, he understood that the inn was full, and only the last room remained.

Two groups of people arrived at the inn at the same time, and they quarreled over the room.

One of the people was three young people, from the Qingyun Imperial City.

The three of them were gorgeously dressed and noble, and naturally they were also arrogant and domineering when they spoke.

The other group of four people came from the fierce barbarian state, all wearing animal skin clothes and trousers, all with beards and braids, and tattoos on their arms and chests.

The leader of the four is also a fiery temper, he doesn't care if the other party is a nobleman of the imperial city, and if he doesn't deal with it in two sentences, he will draw his knife and start fighting.

The sound of quarrels and fights between the two sides woke up more than a dozen residents, who ran to the lobby to watch the excitement.

Ji Tianxing didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing, and he was about to step up the stairs back to the room after passing through the lobby.

But unfortunately, when the white-robed young man of the True Yuan Realm slashed at the bald man with a tattoo on his forehead, he was slashed on the blade by the bald man.

Suddenly, the sword that flashed with cold light deviated from its direction and went straight to Ji Tianxing.

The white-robed young man was already very close to Ji Tianxing, only five steps away.

The sword came suddenly, and the speed was as fast as lightning.

Although Ji Tianxing retreated in time to dodge, he couldn't avoid the sword, and was suddenly slashed in the cheek by the blade.

With a crisp sound of the "bell", the black iron mask he wore on his face was cut in half by the sword on the spot, and he fell to the ground with a "dang long".

Ji Tianxing's face suddenly turned gloomy, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The white-robed young man and the bald man glanced at him, without any change in expression, and continued to fight.

However, the two companions of the white-robed young man had been watching and cheering, and at this time, their eyes fell on Ji Tianxing's face, and they suddenly let out a sound of surprise.

"Hey, that's not ...... Ji Tianxing: Is the eldest young master of the Ji family?"

"Hehe, it's really the first day of the past, and now Ji Da is a waste! I can't even avoid the sword, if we accidentally hurt the face of Master Ji, we can't afford to pay for it!"

Obviously, the two aristocratic young men knew Ji Tianxing, and they recognized his identity on the spot.