Since ancient times, the city has been built on the first highland, and there needs to be a river nearby.

Baisha City is blessed with unique resources, and since ancient times, it has guarded the throat road to the land of the Southern Barbarians. The remaining veins of Yunshan in the east pull out a line of barriers, and in the west is the vast Yunmeng Daze, and Xiaoshui also leads Xiaoshui around the city. The terrain is high, and Yunmengze has been flooded over the years, but it can't be flooded here.

The ground inside the castle is flat and there are not many undulations. The original small hills were all flattened.

The palace is located in the center of the city, slightly higher than the surrounding area, and is surrounded by high walls to prevent prying eyes.

But the palace was not the highest point in the city.

There is a high ground on the west side of the castle, and there is a stone peak about 30 zhang high, surrounded by bamboo forests on all sides.

In late spring and March, mixed peanut trees, flocks of warblers fly wildly.

The bamboo forest in spring exudes a fragrance.

Bamboo poles are dense with bamboo leaves, like the dense hair of boys and girls. The branches and branches are oblique and ridged, which is extremely stubborn. From a distance, it looks like a sharp spear with a tassel on top of it, as if it is about to pierce the sky, revealing an iron-blooded killing aura.

There is no one in the vicinity of a mile, the environment is quiet, and you can overlook the sparkling Yunmengze hundreds of miles away.

The archway of the mountain gate is engraved with a few dim gilt characters, and it is a natural residence.

There is a couplet engraved on the stone pillars on both sides: the guest is a natural dwelling, and the guest is actually a guest in the sky.

This is a place in China that specializes in receiving monks above the level of immortal masters, unlike the conference hotels that welcome and send off the missions of various countries, which are set up in the middle of the city.

The common people don't understand the meaning of the word "natural", and call it "Immortal Master Pavilion", or simply shout "Bamboo Pavilion" indiscriminately, which is not wrong.

At the intersection leading to the natural residence, there are officials from Qin Tianjian on duty. In fact, it is the same whether they keep it or not, and no one dares to approach this place at all. Whether it is a commoner, a nobleman, a beggar, a thief.

The reason is simple, one word, afraid.

Although it is customary, the immortal master is not offended and must not make a move on mortals.

But if I really want to kill you, it will be like slaughtering a chicken. If you kill it, you will kill it, do you dare to report to the official to find trouble? Besides, it's useless to report it.

There is a fine house in the natural residence, which used to be lively, and there were dozens of immortal masters living in its heyday.

The situation of Huaguo has deteriorated, especially in the past hundred years, the aura of Baisha City has weakened, and very few great monks have come, and the natural residence has become an empty hall.

Today is different.

At noon, there were endless cars and horses, and groups of mages entered and exited the museum.

The servants swept the bamboo leaves, sprinkled water, wiped off the dust and cobwebs, and were so busy that the front foot rushed to the back foot.

In the afternoon, the Imperial Forest Army searched the mountains and closed the roads to check for any idle outsiders.

Qin Tianjian's servants all changed into brand new clothes, and their green faces showed a little nervousness.

There is still an hour left before dark, and the sun is hanging on the western horizon, and it will not sink. The sunset is steaming, and smoke rises in the city.

"Phew!"

In the main hall under the natural dwelling stone peak, a strong man like a bear strode out of the threshold. After looking around, he spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm at the stone Pixiu at the bottom of the steps.

The strong man's name is Xiong Ben, and he is a physical cultivator in the first realm of Huadan. There is also an unknown identity in the secret, which is one of the four Sky Surveyors under the seat of the Daomen's Southern Patrol Envoy.

Immortal masters also have to eat fireworks in the world, and they also need servants to serve, and they can't turn stones into gold at home, so they can't get out of touch with the world at all.

Unless he is a disciple of the Great Gate Sect, or a person who is dedicated to asceticism. Otherwise, yellow and white things are still indispensable.

There are even some monks who are old and feel that there is no hope of advancement, so they simply stop seeking the way of heaven and seek wealth and wealth instead. In and out of the temple, running around the rivers and lakes, busy and happy.

They have been suffering for a long time, and once they abandon the old rules, they have become more ruthless than the laity in terms of enjoyment.

After Xiong Ben received a message from Sun Liao, the southern patrol envoy, he rushed to Baisha City yesterday. Now that the boss is ready to tear the dough, of course he doesn't care.

But last night, he named Bai Ling'er, the famous Wanhualou flower oran, to sleep, but was rejected by Huaguo Qin Tianjian. After injuring three people in a row, he didn't vent a breath of bird anger in his chest.

Today, the new monarch of the new kingdom, Mrs. Hua, will host a dinner to entertain her. But he didn't show up for a long time, revealing a strange aura. Secondly, there was not a single servant in the main hall to serve. There was only a cup of tea and a plate of melon seeds on the table.

Where is the state banquet for the "Sky Surveyor", it is more generous than this to invite Hanako.

Xiong Ben was impetuous, so he came out to take a look.

If you don't look at it, you don't care, and when you look at it, you really find something strange. Not only was there no servant in the main hall, but even the guards outside were running away. The huge natural dwelling is silent, and there is not even a ghost shadow in sight.

Isn't that weird?

There was a sound of small, hurried footsteps.

The two young officials hunched their waists and ran sideways from the large flat in front of the hall like little rats, as if they were afraid of being seen by the immortal masters in the main hall.

When Xiong Ben spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm on the head of the divine beast Pixiu, the little officials behind him slowed down and turned his head to look. His eyes showed hatred and contempt, and he quickly converged and ran faster.

Seeing this, Xiong Ben snorted coldly, raised his claws and slapped it deeply into the pillar, "Zila" tore off a piece of wood and hit it hard.

Straight lady thief, this little guy is tired of life, dare to look down on our family!

Isn't killing you like crushing an ant?

Sou......

The palm-sized wedge-shaped piece of wood flew out more than a dozen feet in the air under his capacity. The front end is sharp and whistles, which is more terrifying than the throwing spear at the peak of martial arts.

Yes......

A terrible scream rang out from the lawn, and the young official fell to the ground.

They were all low-level mages who had just stepped into the Qi Gathering Realm, and they hadn't cultivated a trace of mana, and they couldn't draw a single talisman. Even the Ning Gang Martial Artist couldn't beat it, where could he resist the hand-raising blow of the Hua Dan Immortal Master.

The wood penetrated through the back, and the front chest came out, piercing the chest of the little official.

There was silence in the hall.

Sun Liao, who had just advanced to the Holy Fetus True Person, and the other three immortal masters under him had already felt that something was wrong, and they were happy to let Xiong Ben find out what was going on and test the bottom line of Huaguo.

The little official's hands and feet trembled, and he was panting for breath, struggling to get up. Blood spurted from his mouth, foamed from his nose, and his chest and back were bleeding, and in the blink of an eye, he became a bloody man.

On the bluestone lawn, a pool of blood spreads outward.

The other officer didn't dare to shout loudly, and he didn't know how to help. As soon as he dragged his partner, the other party let out a scream and moan. I was so anxious that I jumped to my feet, kept wiping my tears, and spun around like a headless fly, helpless.

The moaning sound, getting fainter and weaker......

After counting the breaths, three small officials rushed out from the side of the palace.

The four of them lifted their waists and feet, moving cautiously. When he reached the edge of the stone flat, the injured officer's hand hung down weakly.

Another old mage hurried into the ping, leading four miscellaneous servants who carried soil, water, and brooms and rags. Quickly cover the blood and the blood droplets with loess, and then hurriedly sweep away, wash, and wipe clean......

From beginning to end, no one dared to glance at the main hall.

It's like a bunch of stiff puppets, pretending not to know about the murderer and standing next to it.