The Xuanfu did this to give those Magi a feeling and impression that the gate of the Xuanfu could be entered at will and left at will.

All the guests who enter the Xuanfu are free and will not be subject to too much restraint and control.

When you enter the gate of Jixian Hall, it is a hall.

The furnishings of the hall are similar to that of a teahouse, with several square tables in the middle, each with four chairs.

There are teapots and teacups on the table, which are cleaned and tidy.

A person dressed as a family member greeted him, bowed to Yi Jiuxiao very politely, and asked, "Sir, please take a seat, what are you doing?"

After speaking, he let Yi Jiuxiao sit down on a table and poured a cup of steaming tea at the same time.

Yi Jiuxiao nodded and said, "May I ask if the steward here is there?" ”

"Our steward is in the atrium, I'll go and ask him to come over, sir, wait a minute. ”

The family was very polite, and after finishing speaking, he went to the back, it seemed that he was going to find the manager of the Jixian Pavilion.

After a few moments, the man returned to the antechamber, followed by a man.

Looking at his face, this person is in his thirties, tall, with light steps and a radiant look.

As soon as he crossed the threshold, Yi Jiuxiao saw that this person's cultivation was actually in the late stage of foundation building, and his aura was so strong that it was likely to be from the eighth to ninth layers of the foundation.

Jindan monks are rare, so the foundation building monks are already considered masters in various countries.

Some of the foundation monks have established their own families, and some have even established sects and recruited disciples.

If this person served in the imperial court, it was possible to be a fourth- or fifth-grade official, and this kind of cultivation was actually just the steward of the Jixian Pavilion.

The man walked up to Yi Jiuxiao, with a smile on his face, a fist clenched, and a slight bow.

I saw him say: "Down is Xuanwen, the manager of the Xuanfu Jixian Pavilion, may I ask Mr. Gao's surname?"

Yi Jiuxiao also stood up, hugged his fists and saluted back, and replied: "In Xia Song Yi, a native of Wuzhou, I have heard the name of the Xuanfu Jixian Pavilion for a long time, and I want to come to defect. ”

"It turned out to be Mr. Song, I have been looking up for a long time, Mr. Song, please come to the middle hall with me to discuss in detail?"

Yi Jiuxiao, under the leadership of Xuan Wen, came from the front hall to a meeting room in the middle hall.

After sitting down, Xuan Wen asked, "Dare to ask Mr. Song whether he is a cultivator or a scholar?"

Xuan Wen's question was purely polite, and between the conversations between the two in the front hall, Xuan Wen had already seen that Yi Jiuxiao was not a cultivator, but a mortal with no mana fluctuations, so he could only be a scholar.

The steward asked, Song Yi couldn't cultivate the truth because of the mixed spiritual roots, so he could only go to study. ”

"Oh, whether it's reading, it's good to read and talk about governing the country, I don't know what kind of famous background Mr. Song is?"

Song Yi has been studying for more than ten years, but because his family is poor, he has never participated in the imperial examination, and he has no fame at present. ”

Yi Jiuxiao didn't dare to say that he was famous, whether it was a scholar or a big scholar, he had a school record to check, and with the status of Xuanfu, he would definitely be able to find out the details.

So it can only be said that there is no fame, so that they have no evidence, but can the Xuanfu accept it?

Sure enough, Xuan Wen's brows furrowed, Xuanfu has always recruited talents, regardless of whether they are cultivators and scholars, but not anyone will accept them.

The scholars who can enter the Xuanfu are also big scholars, usually unsatisfactory and unsatisfactory readers in the national examination.

There is no fame who dares to go to Jixian Hall, Xuanwen is the first time to see it today.

"Ahem... Mr. Song, you don't have any fame, I'm just afraid that it's not right. ”

Xuan Wen's face was unhappy and embarrassed, and his words were already obviously refusing.

Who knew that Yi Jiuxiao did not panic, but took out a booklet in the package and handed it to Xuan Wen.

said in his mouth: "Although I haven't achieved fame, I have some talent, here is one of my poems and a fu, please take a look at it." ”

Xuanwen had no choice but to take it.

Looking at the cover of the booklet, on the first page is a poem entitled "Ascending", which reads:

The wind is urgent, the sky is high, the ape is howling, and the white bird flies back. The boundless falling trees are falling, and the Yangtze River is rolling. He is often a guest in the sad autumn, and he has been on stage alone for more than a hundred years. Hardship, bitterness, hatred, frost and sideburns, pouring down a new turbid wine glass.

This poem was not written by Yi Jiuxiao, but he borrowed the poems of the great Tang Dynasty poet Du Fu.

This is not the first time he has borrowed it, for the simple reasons that he does not have time to think about it slowly, and because he cannot write such a masterpiece.

In this way, borrowing it is relatively more certain and more effective.

Just after Xuan Wen finished reading the first page, his complexion softened a lot, and he was no longer frowning and helpless just now.

I saw that he then turned to the second page, and the second page was written with a fu, which was also not written by Yi Jiuxiao, but borrowed from the masterpieces of his predecessors.

This is Sima Xiangru's "Changmen Fu" in the Han Dynasty, and I saw that it was written on the paper: The husband is a beautiful woman, and he is free to take care of himself......

sprinkled more than 600 words, it took Xuan Wen a quarter of an hour to read it, only to see him shoot the case and shout, "Okay!"

Then he bowed respectfully to Yi Jiuxiao, and said: "Mr. Song is really a talented person, Xuan Wen was very sloppy before, and asked Mr. Song to do a lot of Haihan! ”

Then, Xuan Wen said: "I don't know where Mr. Song lives in Jinzhou, and I will send someone to inform you after the head of the family expresses his opinion." ”

"In the first time I came to Golden State, I was not familiar with the place, and I have not moved in yet. Yi Jiuxiao replied.

"Not far from my Jixian Pavilion, there is a Jinhai Inn, which is also a big inn in Jinzhou City. If Mr. Song doesn't dislike it, I will send someone to send you over, and I will definitely arrange for you to stay. ”

When he arrived at the door of the Jinhai Inn, Yi Jiuxiao found that the Jinhai Inn was not only big, but too big.

But see the building is about 20 zhang high, carved beams and painted buildings, the momentum is majestic, from the scale point of view, there are at least 100 guest rooms.

After entering the door, he was even more surprised, there were almost no mortals staying in the inn, all of them were cultivators.

And the settlement over the counter is not with gold and silver, but with spirit stones.

Yi Jiuxiao has no shortage of spirit stones, and there are a large number of spirit stones in his storage ring, and he can't count them.

But he didn't have to pay the bill, and the guy who sent him paid for three days at a time.

Jinhai Inn is one of the few Xiuzhen Inns in Jinzhou City, which is different from ordinary inns and is specially set up for cultivators.

Among them, there is a spiritual gathering array, and the aura in the guest room is strong, which is very suitable for Dharma cultivation.

Moreover, each room has a prohibition and soundproofing to ensure that guests will not be disturbed during the cultivation process.

However, the Xiuzhen Inn is very expensive, and the lowest guest room also costs ten spirit stones a day, which is equivalent to a hundred taels of silver.

This price is not to be said to be ordinary mortals, even the monks below the foundation can't afford it, and those who live in it are either rich or expensive, or they are strong cultivators.

Xuan Wen arranged for Yi Jiuxiao to live in this inn to show respect for him, and it was quite respectful, from this point it can also be seen that the Xuan family attaches great importance to talents, and they are willing to pay for it.

The inn is good, but it is not suitable for Yi Jiuxiao to live in, because he has encountered a problem, that is, the door cannot be opened.

At this moment, he was standing at the door of his guest room, holding a small flag in his hand and waving it constantly, at a loss.

Yi Jiuxiao is the first time to live in this kind of Xiuzhen Inn, and he has also stayed in the inn many times before, such as on the way to the national examination, and in the Wei State.

But all of them were mortal inns, and the doors of the inns were locked, which were opened with keys.

Unlike the Mortal Inn, the door of the Xiuzhen Inn is not opened with a key, but with a formation flag.

Because each room was set up with a magic circle and a prohibition, the array flag in his hand was used to open the prohibition.

When Yi Jiuxiao got the array flag, he also asked what the shopkeeper was for, and the old shopkeeper was a foundation-building monk, and replied that it was for opening the door. Yi Jiuxiao didn't ask any more questions, and came to the door of the guest room with the array flag, but he couldn't open it.

He was not a cultivator, and he had never used the array flag, thinking that the ban could be opened with a wave of the array flag.

In fact, this is not the case, it requires the cultivator to inject mana to activate, and he has no mana at all.

A burst of laughter like a silver bell sounded: "Brother, do you see him as a mortal, what are you doing with the array flag?"

I saw a couple of men and women appear in the hallway of the guest room, both in their twenties.

The man was dressed in a white gilt robe with a golden waist, and his appearance was handsome, and his eyes were gloomy.

The woman is wearing a goose-yellow light shirt, wearing a light blue green water thin smoke veil, her shoulders are sharpened, her waist is like a plain, her skin is like congealed fat, and her beautiful eyes are looking forward to it.

As soon as the woman spoke, Yi Jiuxiao became alert, because he could hear that it was Zhou Guo's accent.

And he was sure that he would not be mistaken, and now he was the most sensitive to Zhou Guo.

The countries are far apart, and although they share the same language, there are obvious differences in accents.

Yi Jiuxiao has a specialty, that is, he is good at distinguishing and imitating accents, which is the basis of disguise technique.

It just so happened that he was also familiar with the accent of Zhou Guo, and on the way to Wei, he had met Zhou Shizhong, a Jindan master of Zhou, and Zhou Tong, the national teacher, so his accent of Zhou was very profound.

"Sister, don't meddle in your business, let's go back to our own room. ”

The man seemed to be older, and whispered a warning to the woman.

"I'll just tell you, it's nothing, he can't open it in the first place!"

The woman seemed a little angry at her brother's admonition and pouted.

Seeing this opportunity, Yi Jiuxiao couldn't miss it, so he hurriedly stepped forward and made a gesture at the man.

I don't know how to open this door, please ask Mr. for a favor." ”

"Well, you don't know how to open the door and how to get in?"

The man looked at Yi Jiuxiao, his face was thoughtful, and he was also observing Yi Jiuxiao's cultivation.

Yi Jiuxiao had already seen the cultivation of this pair of men and women, the man's cultivation turned out to be in the early stage of Jindan, and the woman's cultivation was also in the late stage of foundation building.

To have such a high level of cultivation and such a temperament, he is naturally not a mortal.

"It was a friend who sent me here, and he left after moving in, but the shopkeeper gave me this flag but couldn't open the door, I was really anxious. ”

"This place is not suitable for you to live in, I just opened the door for you, you can't get out, it's better to check out and change places." ”

The man said in the affirmative, as if there was no doubt about it.