"Heaven and earth Xuanhuang outside, has always been my home, in the three main roads, the Tao sees Wuji, the quiet nature of the Buddha's words, who will pass on the inaction. There are many waves in the galaxy, and there are few times to see it, yin and yang are coming, how difficult it is for all beings, I hope that it will come early!" a short-haired man of about the upper middle size stood on the top of a skyscraper in City A and chanted. This man is in his twenties, mediocre in appearance but heroic. At this time, it is close to the winter solstice, City A is in the north, it is already extremely cold, there is a lonely sky above, layers of chaotic clouds, and below is the brilliant lights. Although it is almost winter, Ji Qingchen is just wearing a thin sportswear, but he doesn't feel cold, Xuanwu Zhengong is so good that he is not even afraid of going to the deep ocean, although Ji Qingchen is just getting started, he can condense the Xuanwu Qi into his body, but a little chill can help him.

"It's eight o'clock, I'm going to Beisheng Hall to see Master" Ji Qingchen said to himself, one jumped into the window, jumped into the building, put on a suit, went downstairs, took a taxi, and went to Beisheng Hall. The car entered the intersection, turned to the left, entered a garden, and soon saw a fountain in the middle of a piece in front of it, surrounded by pine and bamboo covered by the vast meadow, the air here is fresh, it seems to be full of heaven and earth. This is followed by a Chinese-style palace, like the Palace of the Son of Heaven, which has long been integrated into the environment, as if it is the master of this garden, and the surrounding environment surrounds it. Obviously, the master here is a feng shui master.

Ji Qingchen got out of the car and saw that the three masters of Beisheng Hall were written on the palace, and he couldn't help but smile, but he didn't stop and walked towards the hall. A man sat in the center of the hall, and saw him with a medium-sized Chinese face, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, wearing a Tang suit, looking old but not old. This is the hall master Jiang Tongzhi, a body of iron bones, domineering is innate, and it gives people a strange feeling, seeing him seems to be moving, like near and far, as if he is not in the world, this is a manifestation of spiritual cultivation for oneself to affect matter.

Beishengtang is the first sergeant to teach the northern headquarters of the Yunmen Avenue Sect, the Yunmen Sect is divided into five halls, the southern Vermilion Bird Miaoyu Hall, the Western Mixed Yuan Wusheng Hall, the Eastern Shenglong Daoxin Hall, the Northern Xuanwu Evil North Shengtang, these four halls of town sergeant luck, a total of 300 sects of the sergeant, 100 schools, since the Spring and Autumn Period, or visible or hidden, the inheritance has not been broken, and the Han Dynasty Buddhism was introduced to the sergeant in the east, and another was added, and the later dynasties, all kinds of ways outside the Middle Earth, have also been introduced. Since then, each sergeant has relied on his ability to expand his own sect. These three hundred sects are three hundred mosquito dragons, and when Jiao has not become a dragon, he must be led by a dragon, otherwise the Xuanmen of the world may violate the agreement with the upper echelons, be exposed, and make the world chaotic. The Yunmen Sect originated in the Tang Dynasty, founded by the first generation of suzerain, Yun Wulan, with the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism as the foundation of the sect, and rose impressively, suppressing the changes in the world's Xuanmen to this day. Outside of Middle-earth, there are also many sects, which will be mentioned later.

"Ji'er, this time there is going to be a heaven sacrifice conference, what do you think?" Jiang Tongzhi was not polite and went straight to the point.

"Heaven and earth are not benevolent, all things are used as dogs, Confucianism is the big outside the ancient Xuanmen, and the previous dynasties wanted to sacrifice heaven and earth to continue the fortune of the dynasty, but there are still frequent wars, a hundred years ago, the star lord went down to earth to calm the world, he has already said first, and he does not sacrifice this heaven and earth, this is probably the ghost of the seven sects of Confucianism!" Ji Qingchen said with a sneer.

"I'm afraid I want to meddle in the affairs of Xuanmen, I'm afraid this is going to be a disaster," Jiang Tongzhi sighed slightly

"Master, you seem to be a little pessimistic, the upper part is very powerful, but among the three hundred sects, which one wants the upper one to take over the Xuanmen world, and the seven sects of Confucianism are probably not in the bar?" Ji Fengchen walked from the hall and sat down on the chair on the left side of the hall

"Oh?" Jiang Tongzhi frowned

"Master, to tell the truth, the Yunmen Sect is strong on the outside and the insides are declining, and the idea of decadence arises after a long period of peace, especially the Southern Miao Nu Tang, what kind of marriage does it have with Confucianism, the three hundred sects have passed a hundred years of peace, most of the managers are greedy for power, and the outside is the quiet appearance of the Xuanmen, I am afraid that the inside can only use the thoughts of the Confucian Gangchang to suppress the rising stars and consolidate their interests and status! This Confucianism, Miaoyutang, and the heretics in the three hundred Xuanmen may have long been united, one is to fight the rising stars in their own sect and let their family stand at the top, and the other is to unify the Xuanmen world to satisfy greed! This festival will inevitably cost a lot of spiritual treasures, and it is necessary to scrape the spiritual treasures, and the above is to let the Yunmen Sect do it, and we will bear the brunt of the Beishengtang, I am afraid that the middle and lower classes and the upper classes of the three hundred sects will be offended, at this time, the Confucian Sect and their lackeys will go to demagoguery, saying that the Yunmen Sect is ruthless, only seeking self-preservation, and pretending to help the world's Xuanmen tide over the difficulties, at this time, the Confucian Sect has won a lot of people's hearts, and the Yunmen Sect is afraid that it will lose a lot of colleagues!" Ji Qingchen talked eloquently

"Alas, it pretends to ask the ghosts and gods, in fact, it wants to meddle in the Xuanmen world, the Cloud Gate Sect naturally suppressed it first, and then used a plan to make the Xuanmen world friction, and this Confucian Sect wants to use the wind to suppress the Cloud Gate Sect and expand its power, the two parties think of one place, the Cloud Gate Sect is in danger." Jiang Tongzhi stood up, took the two long swords hanging on the wall, and threw one at Ji Qingchen.

"Ji Er, how is the situation of the traditional Chinese medicine hospital you run in the world?" Jiang Tongzhi asked, the traditional Chinese medicine hospital was built by Ji Qingchen and several senior brothers in Beishengtang, but I didn't expect to make a name for myself, using the medical skills of Xuanmen and the skin of traditional Chinese medicine, naturally it is not comparable to the secular medical hall, in recent years, several provinces have set up several branches, and the annual net income is several hundred million, Ji Qingchen has a master's degree in medicine, and naturally became President Ji.

"Fortunately, the master wants to borrow the financial resources of the Chinese Medicine Hospital to continue to study the method of casting and cultivating the innate meteorite iron into a magic weapon?" Ji Qingchen asked.

"Haha, that's right, I've been in Beishengtang for a few years, but you have to borrow this research for the last step, come and see if your cultivation has improved recently!"

Ji Fengchen followed behind, only to see Jiang Tongzhi standing on the grass and said: "Ji'er, the current world situation may be about to change, the three thousand avenues, you still have to be the way of my Cloud Gate Sect, you are the eldest disciple, see if you have forgotten the spirit of the Cloud Gate Sect?"

Ji Fengchen pulled his sword out of the sheath and shouted, "Master, I'm here!" jumped up, holding the sword left and right and slashing, only to see the sound of buzzing, the sword body trembled, and the sound wave was mixed with Xuanwu Qi, pressing towards Jiang Tongzhi like a wave! Jiang Tongzhi did not avoid it, and the sword in his hand did not block it, and he roared, and his innate spiritual power actually shattered Ji Qingchen's body and sword. Unexpectedly, a figure appeared behind, it turned out to be Ji Qingchen, who was good at wandering in Xuanwu techniques, but Ji Qingchen was holding a sword in both hands and rushing straight with arrows, and stabbed at Jiang Tongzhi again.