In the evening, Yan Qi changed into the clothes of a mortal son, and left the Cangsheng Sect in the sunset, and the disciples along the way did not know Yan Qi, but when they saw that Yan Qi was personally escorted by Xiao Mian, they knew that their identity was unusual.

"Qi'er, you have to remember that although my Cangsheng Sect is not a famous and decent family now, at the beginning of the establishment of the sect, it was the responsibility of the common people in the world. At the time of parting, Xiao Mian held Yan Qi's hand, and after repeatedly instructing Yan Qi, he handed him two or three bottles of Qi Condensing Pill at the same time.

After Yan Qi took the elixir, he immediately understood, went down the mountain, and began to train about his red dust.

One night was not short, and after Yan Qi performed several wind control tricks, he arrived in the mortal town closest to Cangsheng Sect before dawn and stayed in the attic tavern.

Under the peach and willow green mountains, the warm sun shines on the whole town, the gentle spring breeze blows the earth, and the curtains are rolled high on the pavilions in the city.

Yan Qi leaned on the railing and looked ahead, his eyes were full of willow strips, and his ears were full of yellow warblers.

The scenery in front of him was very beautiful, Yan Qi stood on the window of the guest room on the third floor of the inn, looked at the nearby street, and saw the scene that only existed in the TV series, which was magnificent and magnificent.

It's just that the clothes are not so colorful, and Yan Qi can vaguely smell a small smell.

This is Qamdo, which was once the capital of Wei and is now one of the three major capitals of Wei.

"It's bustling, it's crowding. ”

After Yan Qi made an evaluation of the city, the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "There should be many martial arts masters here." ”

Qamdo is naturally one of the big cities of the Wei State, and it is a place of outstanding people, and even the Cangsheng Sect is located on the peak of the mountain not far from him, which is naturally an excellent place.

After declining Xiao Er's greeting, Yan Qi walked down the inn and wandered on the side of the street.

The roadside vendors were hawking, the breeze was blowing through the willows, the wisps of fragrance were blowing, the girls were smiling, and the caravan guards who were traveling from south to north gathered together to discuss the major events in the rivers and lakes.

In this world created by Huang Liangwen, Yan Qi randomly found a breakfast shop, asked for steamed buns, sat down and pricked up his ears to eavesdrop on the conversations of the nearby "Jianghu people".

"Did you hear, the Great River Gang and the Ship Gang are at war!"

"Really, who won?"

"How many years ago did you talk about the news, last year the Dajiang Gang and the Gang went to war, and before the fight started, they were arrested by the imperial court, and all of them were replenished, and now eighty percent are scattered all over the country, either to fight Southern Chu or to defend the Great Wall in the north. ”

"Hey!

"Eh, brother Xian, be careful that the wall has ears. ”

“......”

Yan Qi listened to them boast about the rivers and lakes, and at the same time, from their words, Yan Qi also generally knew what the structure of martial arts in this world was.

It is probably the level of martial arts, and the strong among the martial artists can release their internal forces and be angry in all directions.

Ordinary martial artists only have a few breathing methods and a few sets of moves.

"Oh, by the way, do you know what happened in the afternoon?"

"Who doesn't know that Wu Feihong, the number one master in Qamdo City, is going to compete with Li Mo, who is known as the 'Thunder Runner' in the rivers and lakes?"

"It is said that Li Mo has practiced kung fu to the peak, and the family legend "Running Thunder" is also an existence that can split iron with his bare hands... Although Wu Feihong is the number one master in Qamdo, after all, he is over half a hundred years old, and his sword is rusty. ”

"That's not necessarily, although Wu Daxia is old and frail, but after all, he is the owner of Feihong Building, who is not convinced when it comes to his hand of "Luoying Swordsmanship"? And Wu Daxia has rich experience in the rivers and lakes, and it is not known who killed the deer. ”

Yan Qi instantly became interested when he heard this, carried a folding fan, came to the table of "Jianghu Junjie", and said with a smile: "Brothers, Xiaosheng is new to the rivers and lakes, and I just heard that you are discussing the martial arts competition between Wu Feihong's old hero and Lei Mo Li Mo, and I can't help but feel excited, so I want to ask, when and where will the two heroes compete?"

The Jianghu Junjie who was full of people at the table saw Yan Qi asking, and was immediately stunned, and one of them said with a slightly strange face: "It's not a moment, Zhengyangmen." ”

"Thank you. ”

After thinking about the time in his heart, Yan Qi thanked him, and then asked, "Dare to ask you, where is Feihong Tower?"

"Walk along this road to the south, meet the intersection and go east, the highest and largest attic is the Fei Hong Building. ”

When Yan Qi heard this, he hugged his fists again and thanked him before leaving the breakfast shop.

After Yan Qi left for a while, a young junior couldn't help but ask the eldest among them: "Brother, eavesdropping in the rivers and lakes is a big taboo, why can't I rush up and capture this kid?"

"The man was seated nearly twenty meters away from us, and although we didn't talk lightly, we didn't make a lot of noise. ”

The elder glanced at Yan Qi's departing back: "In such a noisy situation, he can hear our conversation word for word, he must be a good hand in the rivers and lakes." ”

"There's no need to make a feud with them over this little thing. ”

At the end, the elder looked at the young descendant again, hating that iron is not steel: "We walk the rivers and lakes, we are licking blood at the tip of a knife, we must show our moves, know that those people can provoke those who can't be provoked, and everything comes first." We're not heroes, we're not famous, there's no need to work hard for this kind of nonsense..."

Yan Qi listened to their follow-up and left, his destination was very simple, that is, Feihong Tower.

According to the previous group of people in the rivers and lakes, Wu Feihong, the number one master in Qamdo, who is over half a hundred years old, is sitting here, and he has to duel with another martial arts master in the afternoon.

And Yan Qi didn't plan to let him fight with Li Mo, Yan Qi needed him to live.

According to the route said by the people in the rivers and lakes before, Yan Qi successfully arrived at Feihong Tower, and was about to enter, when two janitors stopped him.

The little guy was quite polite: "Does this son have a door letter?"

Yan Qi said indifferently: "No, get out of the way, or you die." ”

According to Xiaowu's years of experience, he knew what would happen next, so he dodged away without saying a word, shouting: "Someone kicks the gym, someone kicks the gym!"

The little guy was extremely skilled, which made Yan Qi, who was still hesitant to kill people, stunned.

What is the situation, so skilled?

Looking at the warriors who kept pouring out of the Feihong Building, Yan Qi smiled slightly, shook the folding fan slightly, and posed like a gentleman, while the aura around him was slightly released.

"It's so strong that the true qi is released, it's a master, go and invite the landlord!"

......

Thousands of miles away, the Changfeng Sword Sect, Mo Wen, who was dressed in a white shirt, stood expressionlessly in front of a middle-aged man dressed as a Confucian student, without any fluctuations.

However, the middle-aged Confucian couldn't hide his joy on his face, and said to the Zhuji disciple on the side like crazy: "Go and inform the ancestor, the Heavenly Spirit Root, the Heavenly Spirit Root is in my Changfeng Sword Sect!"