The autumn sun hangs high, and the mountain scenery along the way is rapidly receding outside the car window.

The driving body is looming, there are runes on the road, and in the intersection of the runes, there is a Juyuan Dan inlaid with a grain.

The function of the rune is to strengthen the body, because the horse pulling the cart is so strong that if it is an ordinary wooden car, it will not be able to withstand the speed of this thunder and lightning rush.

The autumn wind blew the curtains gently and swayed, rushing to Feng Yi's face, and the wind was mixed with a faint demonic aura.

The source of the demonic energy was the red-maned horse galloping in front of the car, it was not an ordinary Wanli horse, but a third-order demon beast.

The third-order demon beast is equivalent to the human Xuanjing Realm Xuan Xiu. drove it to pull the car, Han Wuyuan's means were really good.

He naturally has the capital he gets, after all, he is the fourth step of Xuan Xiu, the powerhouse of the Yuan Realm, and he was born in the inner hall.

In terms of status, Han Wuyuan is the deacon of the inner hall, which is half a step higher than Feng Yi, the deacon of the outer hall. But Han Wuyuan did not show a superior posture, and he always had a warm smile on his oily fat face.

But this kind of gentleness always gives people the feeling of hiding a knife in a smile.

"Little Brother Feng Yi first came to the prison city, are you still used to life?"

The horses galloped wildly, the frame "purred" sounded, Han Wuyuan seemed to feel speechless, and the atmosphere was a little embarrassing, so he had nothing to say.

Feng Yi withdrew his gaze from looking at the mountain scenery outside the window, turned his head to look at Han Wuyuan, and said with a smile: "It's okay." ”

Han Wuyuan nodded, "There is no place to have fun in the prison city, if the little brother is lonely, the old brother will send someone to send a few handsome concubines with you." Most of the maids in the prison city have been played by Zhou Wu and others, and their bodies are not very clean. Little brother and young talent, how can they waste yang essence and those filthy and despicable people in vain. ”

For Xuan Xiu, ordinary women are just tools for fun and desire, which can be easily exchanged for business, can be given away, or rewarded to powerful subordinates.

These things are commonplace and accustomed to Han Wuyuan, but Feng Yi has never experienced it, and when he heard this, he felt disgusted in his heart.

His face turned calm, and he said lightly: "Gossip aside, Brother Han, let's talk about the matter of the Heavenly Spirit Stone." ”

Han Wuyuan raised his eyebrows, "Heavenly Spirit Stone?"

Feng Yi smiled softly, flicked his right hand, and the five-foot bone knife was already in his hand.

In front of the horizontal knife, Feng Yi stroked the blade of the knife lightly, without saying a word.

Han Wuyuan's brows twitched, and his eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly.

Feng Yi did this, what kind of plan did he have, Han Wuyuan is not a fool, he will not be unable to guess.

This means that if you don't give the Heavenly Spirit Stone, Feng Yi will immediately make a move and fight to the death.

"Little brother, what do you mean by this?" Although Han Wuyuan knew Feng Yi's plan, he still pretended to be confused and asked in a deep voice.

He asked, his heart was already on guard, ready to radiate his Yuan Force at any time, and beware of a surprise attack by the young man beside him.

"It's not interesting, I heard my subordinates say that the previous prison city lords have Heavenly Essence Stones, so I casually ask Brother Han if this matter is true or false. Feng Yi licked his lips, the tip of his tongue was scarlet, like an evil demon who was eager to drink blood to quench his thirst.

Han Wuyuan's face was slightly cold, and after a moment of silence, the ground suddenly turned gentle, and he said with a smile: "Little brother originally asked about this matter, you see, brother, I hit it off with you at first sight, I only cared about chatting and chatting, but I forgot about this matter." ”

With that, he slapped his right hand on the Xuan Sac, and the light of Yuan Li flashed, and a silver-white stone the size of a quail egg flew out in the wind.

What the Heavenly Spirit Stone looks like, Feng Yi has never seen it. Now when I saw it for the first time, I didn't doubt that this thing was real or fake, so I took it.

There was no need for him to doubt the authenticity, because since Han Wuyuan had taken it out, it was impossible for him to fool around with the fake.

The Tianjing stone is not big, but it is quite weighty to start. Feng Yi checked it, more than five taels.

He chuckled softly and put the Celestial Spirit Stone into the Xuan Bag. It's just that the five-foot bone knife that rests horizontally on his knees is still lying peacefully.

Han Wuyuan glanced at the bone knife, and his eyelids jumped slightly.

He is a treacherous man, and naturally he does not want to share another share of his wealth with others.

pretended to be stupid and didn't talk about the Tianjing Stone before, because he saw that Feng Yi was not very old, and he was deliberately fooled. If you really fool the past, and the wealth is not lost, is it not a good thing.

But what Han Wuyuan didn't expect was that he couldn't fool the past when he arrived.

The reason why he handed over the Heavenly Spirit Stone so happily was not because he was afraid of the five-foot bone knife in Feng Yi's hand, but because he was about to take the knife from Feng Yi, and his gesture of making a move showed that Feng Yi was a ruthless and resolute reckless man.

Feng Yi could be reckless and kill the inner hall deacon of the Heavenly Sword Sect for a little bit of Heavenly Spirit Stone, but he Han Wuyuan didn't dare.

Even if he kills Feng Yi in the end, what can he do? If Feng Yi is a low-ranking leader or guard, he is an inner hall deacon, and he will be killed.

But Feng Yi is a deacon of the outer church, and if he dies for no reason, the law enforcement hall will definitely investigate the cause. Paper can't contain the fire, and Han Wuyuan knows the means of Luo Bing, the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall.

If the law enforcement hall really finds out the details of Feng Yi's death, it will only affect him Han Wuyuan himself.

For the sake of five taels of Tianjing Stone every month, Han Wuyuan will not and cannot gamble with his net worth.

He was afraid, so he could only obediently hand over the Celestial Spirit Stone.

But Feng Yi is not afraid.

Whether he is afraid or not, no one knows, what Han Wuyuan sees in his eyes is that Feng Yi is not afraid.

If he was really afraid, Feng Yi would not casually take a knife in front of him.

Why is Feng Yi not afraid? Han Wuyuan thought that the reason was that Feng Yi was too young.

Someone once said to Han Wuyuan, "Never doubt the impulsiveness of young people." ”

The impulsiveness of a young man is greater than that of an outlaw or an evil demon. Outlaws and demons will think more or less about the severe consequences of some impulses before they are impulsive, but young people don't, they just want to be quick at the moment, and they don't care about what happens afterwards.

As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of being strong, you are not afraid of being horizontal, and you are afraid of not dying.

Feng Yi's fateful actions suppressed Han Wuyuan, and the matter of the Heavenly Spirit Stone came to an end.

Of course, there is also the most important reason, that is, Han Wuyuan is not sure what Feng Yi's combat power is.

His position in the Heavenly Sword Sect is not low, and he has heard of Feng Yi's killing of the Blood Rakshasa with one sword.

Han Wuyuan thought to himself, although he could kill the Blood Rakshasa with his own cultivation, he would definitely not be able to kill it in one move.

The knife was already in his hand, and the space in the car was so small, Han Wuyuan thought about it, and he didn't dare to easily turn his face with Feng Yi.

Even the slightest element of uncertainty may ruin one's own life.

People who cherish their lives always have big flaws, as long as they grasp this flaw, everything can be controlled.

Feng Yi is not a reckless man who does things recklessly, he has grasped the flaw of Han Wuyuan's fear of death, so he dares to act like this.

Of course, he was also worried, and all the composure on the surface was feigned.

He was worried that Han Wuyuan would also be impulsive and suddenly move towards himself recklessly. With Han Wu Yuanhua's cultivation in the middle of the Yuan Realm, Feng Yi thought that it would be difficult to resist.

Below the Yuan Realm, no matter how exquisite the martial arts are, no matter how pure the Yuan Force is, Feng Yi has the confidence to be invincible.

But above the Huayuan Realm, it is difficult for Feng Yi to maintain that kind of self-confidence.

That day in the Ten Thousand Demon Forest, the reason why he was able to easily kill the Blood Rakshasa in an instant was because of the benefits of the staff and bone knife.

The benefits of the bone knife do not mean that they are strong, if they are confident that they can fight with the Xuan Xiu of the Huayuan Realm because they killed a Blood Rakshasa , they are mediocre and irrational.

Fortunately, he expected Han Wuyuan's temperament, people who are greedy for money will inevitably spare their lives, which is an eternal truth.

Still caressing the blade of the bone knife, Feng Yi did not dare to relax his vigilance at all.

Han Wuyuan laughed "haha", slapped his big hand on Feng Yi's shoulder, and said, "Little brother, this knife is not broken. ”

I'm not afraid of talking too much, I'm afraid of having nothing to say.

Han Wuyuan had no words to say, and his mouth was never idle along the way. Feng Yi was drowsy when he heard it, and he couldn't really close his eyes and fall asleep, so he could only deal with it "En, ah".

Finally coping with Linjiang City, the carriage stopped in front of the gate of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"Little brother, please!" Han Wuyuan stretched out his left hand sideways, asking Feng Yi to go first.

Feng Yi leaned into his right arm and said, "Brother Han, please!"

The two humbled each other, and in the end they came out together.

The autumn sun has not passed the noon line, and the hour is still early.

Han Wuyuan said: "The foolish brother wants to go to the Xuancai Pavilion to put the Tianjing Stone into the warehouse, so he won't accompany the little brother to report on his work." ”

Feng Yi raised his hand and left.

The Heavenly Sword Sect is very large, and Feng Yi has already comprehended it. As for where to report on work, Xu Huang had already explained it in detail for Feng Yi.

I found the path, stopped and walked, and suddenly heard a noisy voice. When I looked up, it was a group of maids gathered in the small pavilion next to the bamboo forest to chat.

The content of the conversation aroused Feng Yi's interest, and he immediately walked towards the small pavilion.

Seeing the young deacon in gold armor walking slowly, all the maidservants stopped chatting and got up to salute.

Feng Yi raised his hand and asked, "You just said that someone picked the list, what's going on?"

An older maid saluted Feng Yifu and said, "Returning to the deacon, it's the Fire Emperor **Di Qiu, who came to the western realm of my Jin clan to challenge the master of the Xuan List." Now he has been fighting for three days in a row, and he has defeated the three masters of Xuanbang 678, and now he is confronting the second young master. ”

"Fire Emperor ** Di Qiu?" Feng Yi suddenly remembered the Fire Clan girl who made a tide in the Baisha River that day, and said in his heart: "Could it be her?"

Puzzled, he asked: "The Fire Clan and my Jin Clan are at war, and the Fire Emperor ** came to my Jin Clan, so the Jin Clan has no master to stand up and punish her?"

The maid said: "The deacon may not know, the five clans all have the Xuantian two lists, and the rules for picking the list are also the rules set by the ancestors of the five clans in the early years. As long as they comply with the rules, have someone to protect the way, and pick an example openly, the power of the five clans will not intervene. Whether it is dead or injured, it is determined by personal cultivation, and the power of the five clans cannot be used as an excuse to retaliate afterwards. ”

Feng Yi was stunned, and asked again: "Desire is also defeated?"

Desire is Shen Bin, blind but his combat power has increased, and now he ranks sixth on the Xuan List.

The maid nodded, "It is said that under the hands of Princess Di Qiu, she has not gone through thirty moves, but she is also good at desire, and Xuan Bang has failed to survive, and was assassinated by Princess Di Qiu with a sword, only she survives." ”

"Is the injury serious?" Feng Yi asked.

Several maids glanced at each other and shook their heads, but they didn't know.

Their status is not high, and they can know these things, but they are all hearsay, and the details are naturally not very clear.

Feng Yi asked again: "Where is the second prince confronting the Fire Clan?"

The older maid pointed to the outside of the city and said, "The west of the city crosses the Li River, thirty miles away from the Taiping Mountain." ”

After asking everything clearly, Feng Yi turned around and went.

In the small pavilion behind her, the old maid was still staring at Feng Yi's back, and she couldn't retract her gaze for a long time.

A naughty little maid laughed and said, "Sister has taken a fancy to that young deacon?"

The elder maid's face turned red, "Don't you like the sisters who became a deacon at such an age, and were born so handsome?"

Warblers and swallows, whispering.