The group of people who poured in was a group of tall men.

Although they are all dressed in Da Zhou costumes, all of them have high noses and deep eyes, and at a glance, they can see the difference from the Da Zhou people.

In the box of the Xuanzi Pavilion on the fourth floor, Mr. Wangxi's gaze turned cold.

In the Dizi Pavilion, Mu Yizhi's gaze also cooled, looking at Song Huaizhu standing at the window, and the man making tea beside Song Huaizhu.

"Master Xuezhai," Mu Yizhi shouted the name of the man who made the tea, "these people, didn't you receive the news in advance?" ”

The man who made tea put down the tea whisk, the washed white robe was filled with the fragrance of tea, he raised his head, and the vast sea of stars in his clear eyes was still intoxicating, and it was even deeper after hearing Mu Yizhi's words.

It was the monk Xuezhai.

"I know that they have recently entered Huizhou," Monk Xuezhai said quietly, "and this is one of the reasons why I followed my senior brother to Huizhou." ”

"They were smuggled in?" Mu Yizhi frowned, "As far as I know, the official offices and post stations in Huizhou have not received news that such a group of Xiliang people have entered the country. ”

Mu Yizhi's face was a little unsightly, and he didn't know what was wrong with Huizhou recently, all the cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods appeared together, and all of them rushed in as if they had made an appointment.

He is a businessman, and his sense of smell has always been more sensitive than that of ordinary people. He could feel that Huizhou, which was originally far away from the imperial city's peace and comfort, was secretly surging.

"They have a document signed by the king himself," Monk Xuezhai said with an expressionless face, "Da Zhou is in peace talks with Xiliang, and your post stations and officials in Huizhou naturally dare not stop them, let alone reveal their whereabouts, otherwise if these people have an accident in Huizhou, it will be a diplomatic incident for the nine clans." ”

Mu Yizhi fell silent when he heard this.

The Great Zhou is no longer as powerful as it was ten years ago, and it is able to be invincible in the entire continent, covering the sky with one hand.

The greatest enemy of the Great Zhou, the nomadic dynasty Hou Jin Wangting, known for its brutality and barbarism, has become more and more powerful in recent years after the birth of the new living Buddha.

The only way to fight against the murderous Houjin royal court is to unite the western neighbors of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and Xiliang, who was also harassed by the Houjin royal court.

However, Xiliang and Da Zhou also have a lot of friction in history, so the two countries have been in peace talks in recent years in order to form an alliance.

"So, what the hell are these people here for?" Mu Yizhi asked with a long sigh.

"According to the information I received, the king gave them the task of meeting friends with martial arts." Monk Xuezhai took a sip of tea and said lightly.

"Friends with force?" Mu Yizhi looked at the group of Xiliang people downstairs.

The leader was a tanned-skinned man, tall, with swelling muscles, and shouting loudly in a proficient Chinese, "We are Xiliang warriors, I heard that the Great Zhou martial arts talents are numerous, and the martial arts of the semi-annual Duyun Club in Huizhou Duyun Tower is a good place to learn martial arts, so I came to ask for advice!" ”

"These people are all young people from the Xiliang Palace who have recently intended to recruit into the pro-guard team," Song Huaizhu stood by the window with his hands in his hands and said lightly, "There are a few people in there that I know." ”

Xue Zhai glanced downstairs and suddenly smiled, "I also know this leader, his name is Yuan Mu, he is the youngest son of Minister Xiliang Zuo, and he once challenged his senior brother three years ago. ”

"I guess I lost." Mu Yizhi said lightly.

"Of course," Monk Xuezhai looked proud, "Senior Brother gave him a hand, and Yuan Mu still lost completely." ”

"You Xiliang are not without masters, if you want to learn martial arts, you can just go to the Sword Pavilion, why do you go all the way to Da Zhou?" Mu Yizhi stood by the window.

"The Sword Pavilion prohibits private fighting," the monk Xuezhai said, "Recently, the younger generation of the Sword Pavilion has become more and more low-key, two years ago, the Sword Saint asked the emperor of the Great Zhou to allow the disciples of the Sword Pavilion to participate in the Great Zhou National Examination. ”

"I see," Mu Yizhi sighed, "The Sword Pavilion really still pays attention to penance, it seems that next year's examination, you can see many outstanding members of the younger generation of the Sword Pavilion." ”

"It's not just the Sword Pavilion that wants to participate in the exam," Monk Xuezhai smiled, "Tomorrow's exam, we ......"

Before he finished speaking, Song Huaizhu, who was standing by the window, suddenly turned around and looked at him coldly.

The monk was immediately silenced, as if practicing a closed mouth meditation.

"What are you?" Mu Yizhi asked suspiciously, but then he also saw the warm eyes of the man next to him, and closed his mouth in recognition.

"I heard that there are five academies in Huizhou that are the most famous, and three of them are the most famous in martial arts, I, Yuan Mu, will come today to ask the most powerful masters of these three academies for advice!" In the hall downstairs, a rough man named Yuan Mu shouted loudly, "Then what kind of academy chief, come down and make two moves with me Yuan Mu!" ”

"Who are you?" In the hall downstairs, there were other cultivators who were dissatisfied, and a cultivator who was also tall opened his mouth and reprimanded, "Dusk Cloud Tower is an elegant place, when will it be your turn to wait for rough people to come and spread wild?" ”

"Wild?" Yuan Mu narrowed his eyes, and his eyes sunken in his sockets shot out sharp light, and the cultivator who spoke only felt as if he was locked by a fierce beast, and he couldn't help but tremble.

"I heard that Twilight is going to be a big gamble?" Yuan Mu suddenly grinned, "Since it's a gambling game, as long as you have money, you can come to play, what kind of elegance do you talk about, you Central Plains people are sour and rotten." ”

He used to look around and move non-stop, but now that he stopped, people had time to see his appearance clearly, and people realized that he was actually very young, and he could only be regarded as a burly teenager.

Yuan Mu put his hand into his arms, took out a bulging burden and threw it to the ground, and the gap in the burden revealed a golden light, instantly dazzling the eyes of the gamblers around him.

It's all gold!

"I respect the rules of your Han people and bring money," Yuan Muhaha said with a smile, "I will pay fifty taels of gold, and bet on my opponent to win!" Lose, don't want money! If you win, the fifty taels of gold will be yours! ”

Looking at the glittering gold on the ground, many cultivators became moved.

"Okay, since you Xiliang people dare to challenge, we Da Zhou people have no reason to retreat!" A young man in Tsing Yi jumped on the high platform and hooked his finger towards Yuan Mu condescendingly, "I am Sheng Hongyu, a student of Doosan Academy, one of the four courtyards of Hui, come and try your Jin Liang from Xiliang!" ”

"Yes, it seems that Da Zhou is not all cowards," Yuan Mu grinned and jumped onto the high platform with a bang.

On the Tianzi Pavilion, Hong Shan looked at the high platform downstairs and frowned, and glanced at Nianhuazang.

On the high platform, the waiter of Duyun Tower shouted the final note, and the musician struck the rope, announcing the official start of the first martial arts fight in the afternoon.

However, as soon as the initial sound disappeared, a teenager's scream sounded in the air!

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