Tang Yimo left Beiluo City and returned to the imperial capital.

He was a little depressed, and this trip to Beiluo City made him really understand what it means to be a cultivator.

Originally, he was still a little proud in his heart because of "Eight Veins Dunjia Demon Skill", and even felt that he could be transcendent and look down on the world.

Now it seems that he is still far from it.

Reality gave him a critical blow.

Don't say that compared with Lu Ping'an, the lord of Bai Yujing, he is far behind Lu Ping'an's chauffeur alone.

The coachman's glance almost overwhelmed him.

Tang Yimo felt that if he was to be as good as the coachman, he might have to open the second pulse to do it.

returned to Yu Wenxiu's mansion dedicated to entertaining Tang Xiansheng.

Tang Xiansheng looked at Tang Yimo who walked in with a smile on his face.

"One ink. ”

Tang Xiansheng opened his mouth kindly.

He was going to ask about Tang Yimo's harvest from this trip.

However, Tang Yimo just waved his hand expressionlessly, and didn't have the desire to talk to him too much.

Looking at the figure that disappeared into the night, Tang Xiansheng put his hands behind his back and exhaled slightly.

"Beiluolu Ping'an...... Is it really that strong?"

"It can make Yimo so frustrated. ”

Tang Xiansheng is such a good person, Tang Yimo has suffered a huge blow at first glance.

Tang Xiansheng has seen a lot of this situation, after all, when he was young, he was not an excellent person, and he often suffered blows, and he felt the same way about it.

He walked to Tang Yimo's tightly closed carved wooden door, and the lights behind the door had been blown out.

Tang Xiansheng smiled and slowly said some comforting words.

Then he went back to his house.

The lights are shining.

Tang Xiansheng held a roll of bamboo slips, looking at it quietly, as if he was waiting for something.

Above the beams, there was a rustling sound.

A dark shadow fell from the house.

"My lord, the eldest prince and the young priests of the Nanban Chili tribe have completed the secret meeting, and the Chili tribe has divided their troops into the army of Nanjun. ”

The black shadow knelt on one knee and said.

"The Chili tribe is the strongest tribe in the Southern Barbarians, unifying the hundreds of tribes in the Southern Barbarian territory, and its warriors are strong because they often fight with fierce beasts. ”

Tang Xiansheng said while looking at the bamboo slips.

"At the beginning, it was a mess and was almost exposed, but the eldest prince found the Chili tribe to sacrifice less, and managed the barbarian army and the army of my southern county separately, and now it is still harmonious. ”

Tang Xiansheng nodded with satisfaction, "This can be regarded as an experience for Yun'er, it seems that the performance is not bad." ”

"Lord...... If you are not of my race, their hearts will be different, and our cooperation with Nanban is tantamount to seeking skin with the tiger......"

The black shadow hesitated for a moment and said.

Tang Xiansheng paused, and then put down the bamboo slip in his hand.

"How could the old man not know this truth, the barbarians are a group of wild people who have not yet escaped from the wild, and they do not obey the teachings, but they ...... If they use it well, it is a sharp sword, but if they do not obey discipline, then they ...... Killed. ”

Tang Xiansheng said.

"Actually, I admire Bai Fengtian a lot, he is full of courage, and he killed 300,000 soldiers in one order. ”

However, compared with the Xirong soldiers, the Nanban is more orderly, because of the unification of the Chili tribe, which also gives the old man a chance, because the more orderly, the more ambitious. ”

"The more you can speak with interests. ”

Tang Xiansheng held the bamboo slip in his hand and tapped it gently.

"By the way, the young priest of the Chili clan should have talked to Yun'er about the Longmen, what choice did Yun'er make?"

Tang Xiansheng asked lightly.

The eldest prince refused, and the young priest of the Chili tribe was extremely angry when he left. ”

Black Shadow Road.

Tang Xiansheng smiled with satisfaction, and after a long time, he said slowly: "The barbarian soldier is a knife, and when the blade is blunt, it is the time to break the knife." ”

"We have a dragon gate in Nanjun, and the Nanfu army cultivated in the dragon gate is the hole card against the Chili barbarians. ”

When the dark shadow heard this, he gave it up.

"Go, the news will spread, let Yun'er send 100,000 troops north in two batches. ”

"Drive the wolf and devour the tiger, take advantage of the fact that the cultivation pattern of the world is not fully formed, and end this dispute as soon as possible. ”

Tang Xiansheng's temples were white, and he said a little seriously.

"Wow. ”

The black shadow arched his hand, and then his body flashed, and he disappeared into the house.

The room was quiet again, and the candles flickered from side to side, and the light of the fire became straight.

Only Tang Xiansheng's slightly heavy breathing was left.

"Practitioner...... Perhaps, we have to go to North Los Angeles. ”

"This young master of Beiluolu will finally see you. ”

......

The two sons left North Los Angeles safely.

This made the world in an uproar, and many people thought that if the princes failed to challenge Lu Ping'an, they might be imprisoned by Lu Ping'an in the heart of Beiluo Lake, or like the Tianji family, they would choose to surrender to Bai Yujing and become Bai Yujing's co-optation force.

However......

This is not the case.

The sons of the Dao Sect and the Sword Sect, in the hazy drizzle, rode their horses and left safely.

It's just that with the departure of Hua Dongliu and Xie Yunling, a more popular news has spread all over the world.

Xie Yunling returned to the mountain gate of Daozong, and Daozong changed its name to Daoge.

The Sword Saint returned to the Sword Sect, and the Sword Sect was renamed the Sword Pavilion.

For a time, all the forces in the world were shocked.

The Dao Sect and the Sword Sect are said to be the forces of the hundred schools of thought, but they are actually considered to be the top fighting forces in the martial arts.

The name change of these two forces undoubtedly releases a frightening signal.

Because, after the Tianji family joined Bai Yujing, it was renamed Tianji Pavilion.

And now, the Dao Pavilion and the Sword Pavilion undoubtedly make people think about it.

"Dao Sect and Sword Sect...... It's all been co-opted by Bai Yujing!"

This news made all the martial arts people stunned.

After that, there seemed to be a huge storm brewing, completely sweeping the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Days of hazy drizzle left the air smelling lazy and damp.

On the walls of North Los Angeles.

A soldier standing guard in armor yawned, his eyes slightly misty.

Suddenly.

The armor-covered soldier's eyes widened suddenly.

clenched the spear in his hand.

But I saw that under the city wall, on the misty plain, black dots emerged one after another.

It was a trekking pedestrian, if it weren't for the fact that they weren't covered in armor.

The soldier almost thought it was an enemy attack.

However, even so, the soldier was a little nervous, and he hurried to the castle tower, striking the bronze ancient bell with a wooden stake.

Luo Yue came with a knife on his shoulder, followed by a line of elite soldiers.

These elite soldiers have a strong aura, and there is endless energy in their eyes, and their qi and blood are roaring, exuding an oppressive aura.

Lu Changkong went to the island in the middle of the lake and practiced on the island.

Now he is in charge of defending the city.

While training the Dragonblood Army, he is also responsible for order in the city.

"Commander Luo, there are a large number of people gathered under the city, at least a thousand people!"

The soldier standing guard saw Luo Yue, knelt on one knee, and said.

"It shouldn't ...... Childe became famous in a battle, who has the courage to attack Beiluo at this time?"

Luo Yue frowned.

He couldn't figure out which force was attacking Beiluo.

North County?

There is no possibility.

Xijun, even more impossible, the overlord is very aware of Lu Fan's strength.

Luo Yue didn't think too much, he went up to the city tower, came to the female wall, and looked at the figure under the towering city wall of Beiluo, densely packed with figures rushing from the end of the plain, with a slightly strange look on his face.

"These people...... It seems to be the forces in the martial arts, as well as some martial arts families. ”

"They don't look like they're here to attack North Los Angeles. ”

"It's like ......"

"Pilgrimage?"

Luo Yue said strangely.

The surrounding soldiers also changed their complexions.

Soon, these figures with bags on their backs came to Beiluo City one after another.

These martial arts people, carrying swords, guns and axes, look quite fierce, most of them are second-rate and non-mainstream martial artists, and there are also some first-class martial artists and grandmasters, but the number is relatively small.

Luo Yue ordered the city gate to be closed.

These martial artists gathered under the city and asked to open the city gates.

"I am a martial artist from the Liu clan in Dongyang County, and I am here to seek immortal fate! I am willing to worship Bai Yujing and become a follower of Lu Shaozhu!"

A warrior knelt directly under the city wall and roared.

And that's just the beginning.

One after another, the warriors reported their families, some from the West County, some from the North County, and the South County.

It almost includes the thirteen counties of the Great Zhou.

Luo Yue was a little speechless, and it was difficult to decide, after all, these people were not enemies who came to attack the city, so there was no way to directly order them all to be killed.

Therefore, he asked the city gate to continue to be closed, while he hurried to the island in the middle of the lake.

Went up to the island on a wooden boat.

Compared with the hustle and bustle outside the island, the island in the middle of the lake is much more elegant and quiet.

The peach blossoms bloom quietly, and the chrysanthemums sway.

The breeze blows across the lake, creating ripples.

The second floor of the Bai Yujing Pavilion.

Lu Fan is very leisurely playing chess, setting up stormy situations, constantly condensing the strength of his soul, and being familiar with the control of his own strength.

As for the sense of urgency brought about by the world-level upgrade assessment, I didn't feel it from Lu Fan's body at all, as if this matter had been forgotten by Lu Fan.

Of course, Lu Fan is not unprepared.

With Nie Changqing's return, Lu Fan let him and Ning Zhao enter into an intense cultivation plan and strive to improve their strength.

By the way, let Ni Yu practice a few more pots of Qi Gathering Pill, so Ni Yu has been tired in the past few days.

Originally, Ni Yu was very relaxed, refining a pot of Qi Gathering Pill for a few days, easy and stress-free.

And now, Lu Fan asked her to refine a pot of Qi Gathering Pill every day.

almost squeezed Ni Yu dry.

However, Ni Yu didn't dare to say anything, and he didn't dare to ask anything.

Who told her to laugh so happily that day?

How happy you laughed then, how bitter you have to be now.

However, the high-intensity alchemy in the past few days has greatly improved Ni Yu's alchemy level, and his cultivation has been refined, and he can actually refine the Qi Gathering Pill with Dan patterns.

Luo Yue landed on the island, and the leisurely and slow rhythm on the island made him a little uncomfortable.

"Uncle Luo. ”

Nie Shuang said hello.

He has been very happy these days because he finally met his biological mother.

His father did not disappoint him, and really brought his mother back, although his mother's condition was not very good, but the moment he saw Nie Shuang, a connection between the bloodlines made Nie Shuang's eyes red.

With his mother's company, Nie Shuang has been practicing more energetically these days.

Luo Yue smiled at Nie Shuang, he was very optimistic about Nie Shuang, this little guy was full of energy, and he would definitely achieve great things in the future.

A chrysanthemum under the sky.

Lu Changkong sat cross-legged and cultivated, wisps of spiritual energy gathered into his qi pill.

As if sensing Luo Yue's appearance, Lu Changkong slowly opened his eyes.

"My lord, under the city of Beiluo, there are warriors from all the counties of the Great Zhou Dynasty gathered, and they said...... You have to worship Bai Yujing and learn the cultivation method. ”

Luo Yue gave up his hand and informed him of the situation outside.

"Huh, worship Bai Yujing?"

Lu Changkong's face was slightly strange.

How can the hearts of these people be so big?

Why do they think they can worship Bai Yujing?

Lu Changkong raised his head and looked at Lu Fan, who was on the second floor of Bai Yujing's pavilion, leaning on the railing, his sideburns were flying, and he was focused on playing chess.

"You go and ask Fan'er. ”

Lu Chang Kongdao.

Luo Yue's face froze, facing Lu Fan, he always had a feeling of weakness.

Maybe it's because Lu Fan feels too detached.

However, he still walked to Bai Yujing Pavilion and said loudly: "Young Master......"

However, before Luo Yue's words could be finished, Lu Fan interrupted him.

"Got it. ”

"Bai Yujing, there is no shortage of disciples. ”

Lu Fan's faint voice fluttered, accompanied by the sound of falling chessboard.

When Luo Yue heard this, he suddenly understood.

After giving up, he withdrew from the island in the middle of the lake and rode back to the city walls.

At this moment, the city tower was already full of martial arts people from the rivers and lakes.

There was a commotion below, and some martial arts people with grievances in the rivers and lakes even fought loudly, and the roar of blood was endless.

Luo Yue frowned slightly.

"Ladies and gentlemen......"

Luo Yue spoke, and his voice resounded from the city tower, lingering under the city wall.

Many martial arts people raised their heads and looked at Luo Yue.

"Young Master Lu said that Bai Yujing does not accept disciples. ”

Luo Yue Road.

After the words sounded, the city tower was quiet for a while, and then it completely exploded.

"Bai Yujing is the number one cultivation force in the world, above the hundreds of schools of thought, how can he not accept disciples?"

"I traveled thousands of miles to Beiluo, just to worship Bai Yujing, I am sincere!"

"Open the city gate, I don't believe your words, I have to meet Young Master Lu in person!"

......

Many martial arts people shouted unwillingly.

They traveled to Beiluo in order to become cultivators.

In their opinion, how could a cultivator like Bai Yujing have fewer disciples?

Like the Mo family, there are hundreds of disciples, distributed all over the Great Zhou.

Like Confucianism, all Confucian students in the world are disciples of Confucianism......

Bai Yujing, as an existence beyond a hundred schools, how could he lack disciples?

Luo Yue frowned slightly.

Looking at the people in the martial arts who were gradually getting noisy below, a chill appeared on their faces.

With a knife on his waist, he took one step at a time.

Luo Yue's eyes coldly glanced at the many Jianghu martial arts people below.

"If the young master says that he will not accept disciples, that is not to accept them, and he will wait until he is noisy, otherwise...... There is no mercy for killing. ”

The knife on Luo Yue's waist was pulled out violently, and a powerful coercion emanated from his body.

It was the coercion condensed by taking the Dragon Blood Pill, which was stronger than that of the Grandmaster Martial Artist.

The people in the rivers and lakes below were silent for a few seconds, and then they made noise again, because these people in the rivers and lakes reacted.

They are here to make a pilgrimage, to worship Bai Yujing......

Why were they driven out without even entering the gates?

The noise became more and more intense.

Many splashes in the martial arts even scolded loudly, tearing apart the silence of the early morning in Beiluo City.

On an island in the middle of the lake.

Lu Fan, who was setting up a game, frowned slightly.

He didn't like the noise.

I don't like these people to tie up Bai Yujing and tie him up with righteousness.

There are always some self-righteous people in the world.

Lack of reverence for the forces of cultivation.

Lu Fan pinched the sunspot and gently landed on the chessboard, a gust of wind blew, raising his white shirt and hanging sideburns.

The mind moved.

Psychic consciousness gallops out, across long distances.

It poured into the mind of Luo Yue, who was standing on top of the city tower, his face was blue and cold.

After Luo Yue was shocked, his face suddenly became strange, and with pity in his eyes, he looked at these noisy and fiery people in the rivers and lakes below.

Now it's all right.

You have succeeded in attracting the attention of the young master.

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