In the Tang Dynasty Mansion, in a secret room, smoke was slowly wafting in the incense burner, and a faint aroma permeated the secret room, taking a deep breath, Cheng Yanjin felt that his tired heart was soothed a lot. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This secret room is where Cheng Yanjin rests on weekdays, whether it is in his own residence or elsewhere, his heart cannot be calmed.

Only in the undisturbed secret room, breathing in the pleasant fragrance, can he get rid of that tense state.

Cheng Yanjin was lying on a tiger skin chair, and on the table in front of him was a mountain of frontier war reports.

The bloody rope tied these battle reports together, and Cheng Yanjin didn't need to look at them to know that they were all stories of blood and tears.

Lost, regained, captured, pacified...... Most of the war reports of these days are these contents, one moment lost, one moment recovered, one moment fell, and one moment pacified.

During these days, the frontier war was even more tense, a large number of troops were sent to the frontier to help the war, in addition to Chang'an City and the defenders, the defenders of other cities were sent to defend the frontier, the city was empty, and it was not enough to maintain law and order by relying on the Yamen's arrest alone, and the public security environment gradually deteriorated.

The people complained, and the court was helpless, after all, what the frontier had to deal with was ......

Thinking of this, Cheng Yanjin shook his head again, since he was resting in the secret room, why should he think about those things.

Taking a deep breath and the fragrance entered his nose, Cheng Yanjin couldn't help but close his eyes, intending to drink for a while.

However, in the next moment, a strong aura spread from the Tang Dynasty Mansion to the surroundings, and even Cheng Yanjin was alarmed, and slightly distinguished, Cheng Yanjin had already determined that the source of the breath was emanating from the martial arts arena.

But the next moment, the aura disappeared in an instant, as if it had never existed.

Cheng Yanjin had a shock on his face, his strength was already extraordinary, and he was naturally sure that the strong aura was real.

"This breath...... Could it be that they are back? But this aura is too weak compared to them. ”

With doubts in his heart, Cheng Biting Jin's body was shocked, and then disappeared from the chair out of thin air, and the next moment, Cheng Biting Jin's figure had appeared in the sky above the Tang Dynasty Mansion, casting a spell, stepping on the void, looking at the martial arts field, at this time, I saw a disciple slowly leaving from the martial arts field, and I could only see a chic back.

"Could it be that aura emanating from that disciple?"

Cheng Yanjin's doubts in his heart were even worse, the original intention on the field was his personal disciple, and Cheng Yanjin couldn't be clearer about his strength, and he would never be able to exude the aura just now.

Then there is only one possibility.

Cheng Biting Jin's figure flashed, disappeared from the void, and returned to the secret room.

Sitting on a chair, his left hand on his forehead, and his right hand holding a brush on rice paper, writing something quickly.

"The aura of a high-level powerhouse appears in a level 10 person, then I'm afraid there is only one possibility......"

The content on the rice paper was quickly written, and Cheng Yanjin wrote a line of words at the end, "The powerhouse of no rank has reappeared, you must pay attention to its traces, and all the mysteries may be answered from it." ”

After the letter was written, Cheng Biting Jin's heart moved, his finger pointed to the letter, and then he used a spell to turn the letter into 14 copies, turning into 14 carrier pigeons condensed by mana.

With a wave of his hand, 14 carrier pigeons flew in 14 directions.

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After returning from the martial arts arena, Qiao Bai returned to the end of the corridor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion again, and the previous practice room had a closed door, and from time to time it exuded an aura that was not weaker than the original intention of fighting Qiao Bai before, and it seemed that there were people inside.

Regarding the breath, only people who have the power of cultivation can sense each other's breath, and mortals who do not have cultivation will naturally not notice anything.

And the many disciples in the Tang Dynasty Mansion are naturally people with cultivation, so they can feel the terrifying aura that Qiao Bai exudes in an instant, while mortals like Zhao Zhutou in Jianye City can't perceive it, and can only realize Qiao Bai's strength by observing the equipment on Qiao Bai's body and the strength he shows.

"It must be the senior sister Xuanxuan in Narcissus's mouth before."

In the previous quarrel between Qiao Bai and Narcissus, the former knew that this practice room was a special practice room called Senior Sister Xuanxuan.

Maybe it's like a girl's boudoir, it's all for the exclusive use, and no one else, especially a man, is allowed to enter.

Since there are people now, Qiao Bai naturally won't fight anymore, find another unoccupied practice room, and enter it to cultivate.

The environment inside the practice room is very simple, a bed and a table plus a few futons for meditation, that's all there is.

After closing the door and making sure that no one would disturb him, Qiao Bai sat down cross-legged on top of the futon, and began to recall the cultivation method of "sweeping away thousands of armies" in his mind.

For the signature martial arts of the Tang Dynasty Mansion, Qiao Bai naturally wanted to be the first to practice.

However, at this time, the voice of the dream counterattack system came to my mind.

"The host level is too low, and the level can't meet the requirements for cultivating martial arts."

As soon as this system reminded him, Qiao Bai also realized that he was only level 10 now, and his level was too low to meet the minimum requirements for cultivating "Sweeping Thousands of Armies".

"Looks like we're going to have to figure out a way to upgrade." Qiao Bai thought in his heart.

Now Qiao Bai's level is only level 10, and if you want to practice "Sweeping Thousands of Armies", you have to be at least level 20.

There is still a distance of level 10, and it seems that Qiao Bai has to go out and do something to mix up experience.

Before the futon was hot, I had to leave this practice room that I had managed to get with great difficulty to gain experience.

"The host must not use non-level equipment until the critical moment in the future, otherwise it will face a catastrophe."

And just when Qiao Bai was about to push the door and leave, the voice of the dream counterattack system suddenly came to his mind again, this time there was a touch of humanized care in the voice of the system, and the system was actually worried about Qiao Bai's safety.

"Damn, it's so scary, isn't it true, I have no level in my body, I'm afraid no one can kill me, right?"

The words that suddenly appeared in the system shocked Qiao Bai's body, but when he thought that he was a levelless uncle, how could anyone kill him?

In the face of Qiao Bai's words, the system didn't say too much, leaving only one sentence, "Although they can't kill you, they can imprison you forever." After that, there was silence.

Hearing this, Qiao Bai's face was in a cold sweat, and sure enough, people are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, and being imprisoned forever is worse than death.

Thinking that the dark days seemed to be very close to him, the cold sweat on Qiao Bai's face became even more.

It seems that you really have to hide your strength, after all, the tree is very popular, and now you are still too weak, if you are caught, think about all kinds of cruel torture......

Qiao Bai made up his mind in an instant, get a few garbage equipment to play with first, and he couldn't reveal the unranked equipment as soon as he met, otherwise it would be too eye-catching. Now it is not a small place like Jianye City and Jiangnan Wilderness, and it is necessary to keep a low profile.

Walking slowly, Qiao Bai walked towards the door of the Scripture Pavilion and left, while planning for the future in his heart.

"Brother Acacia! Master ordered me to take you to meet him. ”

As soon as he went out, Qiao Bai heard a loud voice, and when he turned his head, he saw that it was the senior brother who was buried in love.

The latter had a smile on his face at the moment, which he should have as the chief disciple of the Tang Dynasty's official mansion, but there was a trace of doubt under the smile, he couldn't have imagined that the master would actually want to see a new beginner disciple of level 10.

He hadn't watched the battle between Qiao Bai and Chuxin before, he was running errands outside at that time, but he didn't expect to receive an order from his master as soon as he came back, asking him to bring Qiao Bai over.

If he had seen the battle between Qiao Bai and Chu Xin, I am afraid he would not have this doubt.