(The second guest supporting role in this book 'Yang Yigu' appeared, and the disciple of the book's fan list 'Writer-tired scholar' served as the student, applauded)

Traffic, crowds, bustling.

The first time he visited Fengwu City, Chen Zong was a little dizzy, but he did not forget the purpose of this trip.

Zhengwulou is a wealthy property of the Tang family, the only one, it is very famous in Fengwu City, and the threshold is also high, only the martial artist is qualified to enter, and if you are not a martial artist, even if you are the young master of the family, it is useless.

After a little inquiry, Chen Zong approached Zhengwu Building and looked up.

Zhengwu Building is five stories high, the whole body is mainly dark red, the edge is gilded, there is a kind of majestic and noble, like a giant standing on the ground, regardless of the wind and rain always unwavering.

The first floor of the Zhengwu Building requires the identity of a martial artist to enter, the second layer is the well-known martial artist in Fengwu City who is eligible to log in, and as for the third layer, at least the cultivation of the seventh layer or more of the Qi and Blood Realm is eligible.

In the fourth and fifth layers, there must be cultivation beyond the Qi and Blood Realm.

At this time, because of the relationship between the Tang family's wealthy family and Tang Junluo's Shenglong Meeting, Zhengwulou Xie had nothing to do with it, and left two family warriors to stand at the gate as guards.

"I'm the young master of the Drizzle Gang, why don't you let me in. ”

When Chen Zong walked to the door, he heard a sharp roar, and he was very unwilling and dissatisfied.

"You don't have an invitation. One of the two guards said expressionlessly and unangrily, in a dry tone, completely ignoring each other.

What drizzle helps the big rain gang, in front of the Tang family, it is a small fish and a small shrimp.

Walking straight to the gate of Zhengwu Tower, Chen Zong was naturally intercepted.

"Where did the turtle come from, go back. The young master of the Drizzle Gang who was dressed in a gorgeous military uniform was full of anger and had nowhere to vent, and when he saw Chen Zong, who was wearing a blue-gray military uniform, came over and had the intention of entering the Zhengwu Building, he immediately scolded angrily.

At first glance, you can see that the military uniform is made of coarse cloth, and only those warriors who have no background can wear it.

"Get out of the way. Chen Zong's eyes were as sharp as a sword, piercing the eyes of the young master of the Drizzle Gang, making him tremble unconsciously, take a small step back, and immediately realize something, his face turned red, and his anger was blazing.

"This is my invitation. Chen Zong bypassed the young master of the Drizzle Gang and took out the Ascending Dragon Sticker and handed it to one of the guards.

The two guards were very surprised, judging from the clothes, Chen Zong's background must be very ordinary, and there was an invitation.

"I wonder where my invitation went, you stole it. The young master of the Drizzle Gang rushed over angrily and splashed dirty water directly.

"Get out!" Chen Zong was furious, his voice roared like a tiger, and the young master of the Drizzle Gang seemed to see a strong and tall tiger roaring at him in front of him, the momentum was terrifying, his face was pale, his calves trembled, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Your name is Chen Zong?" asked one of the guards as he opened the invitation and looked at it, then at Chen Zong.

"Yes. "Chen Zong is neither humble nor arrogant.

"Please come in. The guard's expression softened a little, stepped aside, and returned the invitation to Chen Zong.

This scene caused many people on the periphery to talk about it, and they didn't understand why a person who looked very ordinary-dressed could actually enter the Zhengwu Building to participate in the Shenglong Society.

You must know that those who really have a good background, no matter how low-key they are, will never wear the kind of clothes that they know are very ordinary at first glance if they want to enter such a grand event.

"I can feel that his qi and blood strength is not strong, most of them are the cultivation of the fourth layer of the qi and blood realm. ”

"Could it be that he is a disciple of one of the seniors?"

"His name is Chen Zong, don't you think it's a little familiar?"

......

The first floor is empty.

The second floor was also empty, and Chen Zong stepped on the third floor.

He was not the first to arrive, in the third floor, dozens of people had gathered, each of them was a teenager under twenty years old, wearing military uniforms of different colors, either gorgeous or restrained, very close-fitting, completely tailor-made, and at a glance, he knew that the material was extraordinary.

Chen Zong's arrival attracted a few glances, which was originally normal, but those people were stunned.

"Who are you?"

"How do you sneak in and get out right away. ”

People rely on clothes and horses to rely on saddles, Chen Zong wears them all over, it is too ordinary, there is no way, it's not that he doesn't want to wear better clothes, but no.

"I have an invitation. Chen Zongyang raised the big red post in his hand and said.

"Your invitation can't be fake. ”

There are still people who don't give up, no matter how good their temper is, they will be unhappy when they hear such words.

"Hello, my name is Tang Junhao, and I am the brother of Tang Junluo, the protagonist of this Ascending Dragon Club, can you show me the invitation?" At this time, a young man in a purple golden dragon martial arts uniform strode over, smiling like a spring breeze on his face, and his tone was gentle.

Chen Zong handed the post over.

Tang Junhao opened it and looked at it, his eyes were surprised: "You are Chen Zong?"

"Yes. Chen Zong nodded.

"It turned out to be you, this invitation was given to you by Jun Luo personally, welcome to Jun Luo's Ascending Dragon Club, you first find a place to sit, and wait for everyone to basically arrive, and the banquet will begin." Tang Junhao returned the invitation to Chen Zong.

Only then did everyone know that this ordinary-dressed person really had an invitation, and it was today's protagonist Tang Junluo who personally invited him by name, and they were surprised one by one.

"Chen Zong, this name is a bit familiar. ”

"Could it be that he is Chen Zong of the Chen family, one of the six little masters of Fengwu. ”

"It turned out to be him. ”

"It's just a son from a tribe. ”

After knowing Chen Zong's identity, they lost interest, a person from the tribe, and in the Chen family, where he pays attention to striving for the top with his own ability, if he has no backing, he will soon be out of the ordinary.

After all, if you perform well in the martial arts stage, you may not be able to do so after becoming a martial artist, and it will be difficult for most people to maintain their previous courage and refinement.

Think about how many people who have been called Fengwu Xiaojie have not been qualified to enter, which is proof.

Chen Zong didn't know that he was named one of the six little masters of Fengwu, he was a little surprised, smiled, put away the invitation and swept it over, the third floor is very large, the length and width are estimated to be thirty or forty meters, and the height is also five or six meters, the decoration is simple, there are chairs around it, between every two chairs, there is a table, there are fresh melons and fruits and delicate pastries and brewed tea on the table.

In the corners of the surrounding area, there is a bronze dragon-shaped incense burner, lit with sandalwood, fragrant and refreshing.

I found an empty chair at random and sat down, poured myself a cup of tea, the tea was fragrant, swirling in the cup, and the smoke was like clouds.

Pick up a piece of delicate pastry and put it in your mouth, taste it carefully, and it is really delicious, I have never eaten it since I was a child.

Especially when you take a bite of pastry and drink a sip of cloud tea, the two completely different flavors complement each other, and the feeling of reverberating in the mouth is even more wonderful.

Ignoring the gazes of others, Chen Zong ate by himself.

Suddenly, a man walked to the chair opposite and sat down.

"Friend, a glass of wine?" As soon as the person sat down, he gently put the wine gourd on the table and greeted Chen Zong with a familiar voice.

"No, thank you. Chen Zong smiled slightly.

"I see that my friends also practice swords, and how can they practice swords without wine. The eyebrows of the person who came were like a sword, his eyes seemed to be blurred, but they were clear, the corners of his mouth were hanging, there was a smile on his face, chic and wild, he was dressed in a white military uniform, spotless, and the long sword behind his back, the sword spike was blood-red.

"I practice swords, I don't drink. Chen Zong said with a smile.

One person's sentence sounds simple, but it also reveals the different ideas of the two.

"That's a pity. This person sighed, opened the lid of the wine gourd, took a sip, and his face was full of comfort: "Drinking and practicing swords, seeking wind in drunkenness, my name is Yang Yigu, and your name is Chen Zong." ”

Chen Zong felt that this person's thinking was a little out-of-the-box, but it did not prevent them from getting to know each other and chatting with each other.

Chatting and chatting, Chen Zong found that this Yang Yigu knew quite a lot about Fengwu City, which obviously increased Chen Zong's cognition of Fengwu City.

More and more people are entering the third floor of Zhengwu.

"Li Zhenshi is also here. ”

"Zhao Wangcheng is also with him. ”

"These two were defeated by Tang Junluo before, and now that they are here, I don't know if there will be a dragon fight, I am looking forward to it. ”

Tang Junluo, Li Zhenshi, and Zhao Wangcheng are from the three giants of Fengwu City, the same age, and their talent is very good, they are called the three Xiaoying of Fengwu, regardless of whether they are up or down, but since Tang Junluo defeated Li Zhenshi and Zhao Wangcheng, they have dominated the limelight, and they have been in the limelight for a while, overpowering the other two.

As for the fact that Tang Junluo and Chen Zong drew in a war, the Chen family did not publicize it, perhaps because of the Tang family's request, the Tang family itself would not publicize it.

Chen Zong also looked at Li Zhenshi and Zhao Wangcheng, these two people were magnificent, and they knew that they were extraordinary at a glance.

Li Zhenshi was carrying a long sword and smiling, making people feel very comfortable, as if he was greeting everyone, but there was a light breeze, he was wearing a white military uniform, inlaid with gilt silver, revealing a trace of luxury in a low-key manner.

Zhao Wangcheng carried a long knife at his waist, his face was indifferent, his eyes were cold, and his black military uniform made him look even more like, and he was even more likely to be close to people, if he refused to be thousands of miles away.

As if feeling Chen Zong's gaze, Li Zhenshi turned around and nodded slightly, and Zhao Wangcheng's eyes were as cold as a knife.

"Li Zhenshi of the Li clan and Zhao Wangcheng of the Zhao clan, both of them have been tempered seven times with their blood and qi, and they can complete the eighth time by one trace. Yang Yigu took another sip of wine, shook his head and said: "It is really worthy of being a nobleman left over from the Kingdom era, and he has an outstanding background." ”

"Kingdom Era?" Chen Zong was puzzled.

"Our current era is the era of true martial arts, and the last era is the era of the kingdom, and it is said that it was destroyed under the demon beasts. Yang Yigu seemed to be drunk: "I also have to thank the arrival of the Zhenwu era, otherwise people from ordinary backgrounds like us would not have the opportunity to contact martial arts." ”

When Chen Zong heard this, he was thoughtful.

"Sun Shaojie, Zhou Guan, Wang Shenghong, Yang Feiyu, Kong Lianshan, these five people are called the six Xiaojie of Fengwu together with you. ”

Chen Zong keenly noticed that when Yang Yigu said the name Yang Feiyu, there was a slight change in his tone, and he couldn't help but look at Yang Feiyu twice.

Dressed in a azure military uniform, carrying a long sword, he looked high-spirited.

Both are surnamed Yang, perhaps, there is something to do between the two, but it has nothing to do with him, and Chen Zong has no intention of exploring.

As time passed, a few more people were superior, their eyes swept over, and one of them's gaze stayed on Chen Zong, a little stunned, and immediately, strode towards Chen Zong.