"The sword style of "Sword Swing Eight Desolations" is a bit famous, what should be practiced in each move, the essence is engraved on the bamboo in great detail, which is very in line with cultivation!"

Wen Ren was embarrassed to return to the house and didn't think about anything else, he just sat quietly on the wooden table and read the secret book, while silently chanting, while memorizing those moves with his heart.

Not to mention what talent he has, these days relying on the assistance of the Yin Yang Golden Pill, the whole person has transformed, all aspects have grown, and the spiritual thinking in the martial arts cultivation is much more agile, at this moment in the dead of night alone practice, he enjoys it.

Hearing the martial arts of other people's classics, the best swordsmanship, the cultivator naturally has to make progress in physical literacy and understanding of sword intent, otherwise the sword will go off the rails and fall into the devil, and don't think about recovery in this life.

In the council hall, Huang Xie listened to the instructions of King Wenren, and arranged some guards who must be brought to the imperial city, and even brought secret documents, rare treasures, and high-grade pills.

"In this imperial city trial, it will not be possible for other princes and nobles to use all their evil tricks, especially pay attention to the two families of Baihai, they have to be careful!"

There are a lot of princely families in the Fengyang Empire, the top families can be counted on ten fingers, the two families in the White Sea are both strong families, and the iron cavalry and infantry are extremely strong, and the heritage is deeper than that of the ordinary Jianghu sects.

Both families have close contacts with the empire's Fuqing Mountain, and many disciples practice in Fuqing Mountain, and now they are going to the imperial capital to try, so they have to be careful.

Hearing about the arrangement of the king of people, Huang Xie also became extremely focused, this martial arts practice is extraordinary, he still has to protect the son of the world with due diligence, but he can't make a mistake.

Judging from the current situation, the level of the prince is still okay, and his combat effectiveness is not weaker than that of the quasi-samurai, but who can know that the imperial capital in danger is a certainty if they just say a few words.

Huang Xie's prestige in the Fengyang Empire is extraordinary, but the old bones of the sect are not only vegetarians, he thoughtfully took out a gourd of wine and drank it, not forgetting to find some elite horses, and set off for this tailwind!

Wen Ren was embarrassed to practice in the middle of the night, intoxicated with it, and had a certain insight into the martial arts on the first bamboo, and when it was dawn, he danced around the corner and took out the pair of swords to practice jerkyly.

"Let's go ahead of time, according to those good horses in the Wenjia family's house, you can reach the Fenghuang Capital in more than a day, and your son's safety will be taken care of by you. When the king of Wenren arrived at the martial arts training ground, he saw his son sweating profusely from sword practice, nodded slightly and said to the yellow evil next to him.

Huang Xie was dressed in sackcloth, and he didn't look like a servant and couldn't see any cultivation, he grinned with yellow teeth and smiled: "Don't worry, the prince is talented and intelligent, and his strength is also excellent, plus the protection of the old man and these more than a dozen Xuanwu warriors, no problem!"

Wenren Wang stood with his hands in his hands, majestic, and said with a little hesitation: "It's not easy, his kung fu in less than a month is worth the martial arts of ordinary people for ten years and eight years, which makes this king surprised, but after all, it is a trial, and it must not be sloppy." ”

"Shizi, let's go!" Huang Xie hugged his fists to signal that he didn't need to worry, and immediately walked into the martial arts arena and shouted.

"So fast?" the panting Shizi was getting up, the smile on his face gradually dissipated, it was time to go, and he was a little excited in his heart.

"Let's go. Dressed in black, he hurriedly picked it up, and without hesitation, he walked and set off directly, ignoring the Wenren Wang and the others.

Wen Ren Fu smiled bitterly: "This kid is a little like the backbone of this king, then Cheng, go, this is not too far away from the imperial capital, be careful." ”

As a prince, King Wenren has a lot of trivial matters, and he has no time to take care of his son's trials, so he can only throw out his family background and send high-ranking monks to escort him.

He has been riding horses all his life, running in both directions in officialdom and temples, tired all day long, and never thought that his children would also have the potential to become young and handsome one day, and the king of Wenren also sighed.

Hearing this, he waved goodbye and did not forget to remind: "It's done, don't send it, this is just a trial trip, why are you so grand?"

He has a big mind, and martial arts is not a farewell to life and death, he is full of confidence, upright, and high-spirited, and he went directly out of the door to the north-central direction.

Fengyang Imperial Capital, the buildings are numerous, the large and small square city is crowded with people, there are many big officials and martial arts masters in this city, the capital of the Manchu Dynasty is the important place of Kyoto, the capital is also strictly guarded against secret collection, the pass is investigated in an orderly manner, and beware of foreign invaders.

The edge of the capital is still densely forested, there is no lack of demons and beasts in the mountains, the neighing and galloping sound of horses can be heard from time to time on the dusty road, and there are many mounts and beasts shuttling, this area is said to be the fortress of the imperial dynasty, in fact, it is also a gathering place for the great factions of martial arts, such as the Hongyan Pavilion of most female martial arts cultivators, the Haoyang Sect of the first major sect, various auction houses, military tribes, etc.

As soon as you step into the vicinity of the imperial city, you can feel the extraordinary momentum of this antique imperial capital, and you can find many strange monks in the Xuanwu realm in the city with a slight sense.

Wen Renyi and others, who had been on the road all night, thought that it would take a day and a night to travel, but they didn't expect to be able to see the thick city wall several miles away in the early morning of the next day.

"I didn't really start the trial trip until I went in, and I hope that this martial arts fight won't disappoint this son too much. Hearing this, he led the horse and looked into the distance, full of glory, he was very much looking forward to those demons coming here at noon.

Huang Xie dismounted, just wanted to take two more sips of wine, suddenly sensed something, frowned slightly, accepted the wine gourd and said in a deep voice: "Everyone pay attention to your body, it seems that someone is approaching us?"

"Who's coming out!"

Wen Ren Yi immediately noticed that there was a strange aura spreading around him, and turned to look at the forest not far away, and there were a few black shadows moving, and he immediately shouted loudly.

It was only a few miles away from the Fengyang Imperial City, and suddenly a strange aura appeared at this moment, and the source was unknown, and there must be something boring.

"Haha! "There are sixteen guards in the Wenren family, not counting the Taishi, their faces are cold, and they have sacrificed their weapons to close to the world, and several people looked at the forest, and after a while, a man in black slowly walked out.

A hint of surprise flashed in Wenren's amber eyes, and he found that the person who came was the son of Bering, and he said disdainfully: "Bai Shaoqi, I didn't expect it to be you, what are your intentions to quietly follow us?"

"Follow you? Joke, I'm waiting for a trial, and I happen to bump into you, and ask what our intentions are? You look at your guards nervously pointing weapons at me, what are they trying to do?"

With black hair and a shawl, blue eyes flashing, and an evil face as cold as ice, Bai Shaoqi shook his black shirt, and a group of people appeared behind him, each with extraordinary strength, and the old man who guarded him was also among them.

This is not good, why say more?

"Don't turn around, you look like you stealing chickens and dogs, don't you want to sneak attack us, do you still come to visit the fairy tower with us?"