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Six days have passed since the New Year, and the Great Xia Dynasty has officially entered the fifth year of Chunhua, opening a new chapter.

The pilgrimage is held from the 7th day of the first lunar month to the 15th day of the first lunar month, which is the busiest day of the year.

Xu Feng, Jiang Liao, and Xiaoying wore cotton clothes and cloaks, and marched from the official road of Hengshui Town to the county government.

There is a carriage from Hengshui Town to Zhongzhou County Government, and it is also very cheap, and it costs only a few dollars of silver.

Because Xu Feng proposed to enjoy the snow scenery along the way, the three of them walked there. Xu Feng was wearing a well-fitting thin jacket inside, and a gray cloak was covered outside, neat and neat. Jiang Liao, who doesn't pay much attention to dressing, is wearing a wide cotton coat, which looks wider and longer.

Xu Feng noticed that today's Xiaoying seems to have been specially dressed, with a light red thin jacket and a white cloak on the outside, reflecting the pretty face that is translucent in white, showing a kind of pure beauty, like a blooming white lotus.

The snow had stopped, and the sky was still overcast, without a hint of wind. The three of them walked on the empty snowfield, and there was silence in the four fields, and only the sound of boots crunching and crunching in the snow could be heard.

Walking through a large area of silent wilderness, there is a dense forest in front of you, poplars, paulownia trees and other deciduous trees are mixed and densely packed.

The branches that have not fallen in the dense forest look even darker in the dazzling white snow. The three of them gossiped as they walked through the cold dense forest, their feet on the branches of the trees under the snow, and from time to time they made clicking sounds.

In the silence, the sound of birds flapping their wings was suddenly heard.

Xu Feng looked up and saw a black crow flying away from the crooked branches of the paulownia tree. A strange feeling flashed in Xu Feng's heart. It seems that this black crow should not belong in this white world.

The black crow scurried across the field, circled over a building in the county hall, and swooped down into an attic by the corner of the eaves, and landed on the shoulders of an old man with a cold face and gray eyes.

With a low cry from the black crow, the old man's gray eyes rolled and turned into normal eyes. said: "The three of them came to the county capital on foot, and they will enter the east gate at noon. ”

Huang Juncai asked, "Did you bring that sword?"

The gray-eyed old man said, "I didn't carry a long weapon. ”

Huang Juncai snorted coldly, looked at the dozen or so heavily armed dead soldiers behind him, and an unconcealed killing intent emanated from the attic.

Huang Juncai didn't take advantage of Xu Feng, he always held a grudge, like a dog skin plaster, he was stained with Xu Feng. Xu Feng doesn't die for a day, and Huang Juncai doesn't feel at ease for a day.

On the river of the two realms, the Shanshui Hall was invited to make an offering, but they failed to kill Xu Feng. In order to plan this killing, he used the Huang family's relationship in the imperial court to invite the great elder of the Immortal Soul Sect, the Gray-eyed Zen Master.

In the next trip, Xu Feng always had an ominous feeling in his heart, feeling that there was always a pair of eyes staring at him from behind, but when he looked back, it was white and empty.

He and Jiang Liao glanced at each other, and saw that the other party had the same meaning in their eyes, and both of them unconsciously raised their vigilance.

The gate of Zhongzhou County is in sight, the tall and majestic city wall, the momentum is magnificent, standing under the city wall only feels small.

As the county government in the world, the county government of Zhongzhou shows the traces of time. The tall city wall is mottled and old because of age, and in some places there is even a big tree that grows a person hugging each other, and the snow falls all over the branches in winter, and the snow tree is mixed with the city wall, but it does not feel abrupt, but gives birth to a feeling of ancient vicissitudes.

It is rumored that 10,000 years ago, at the beginning of the founding of the Great Xia Dynasty, Zhongzhou County was already a famous city, known as Zhongdu, and some people still call this ancient city Zhongdu to this day.

It's really a city of eternal heroes!

Xu Feng raised his head and stared at the four words "East of the Central Capital" above the city gate, and his heart was even more vigilant.

Before entering the city, the traffic was busy, and the rolling flow of people hit head-on.

The worship meeting was nothing more than eating, drinking and having fun, Xu Feng and the three of them had a lot of fun, and when everyone was not paying attention, Xu Feng quietly took out a token and handed it to an inconspicuous man on the street corner. Someone immediately notified the Lord of Jing Xiang.

This token is the Akita Gang Incense Master Token. In just a few moments, there were a few men from the Akita Gang, who followed Xu Feng and the three of them not far away, observing the movements around them. Despite this, the uneasiness in the hearts of Xu Feng and Jiang Liao still did not disappear.

On top of an attic next to the bustling street, the gray-eyed Zen master looked at Xu Feng and the three of them on the street, as well as a few men who followed him left and right, and there was no movement on his dark face.

The street worship meeting enters the climax, and the elated people spontaneously form a grand procession, led by the gong and drum team, and the grimace team of the dancing gods begin to parade through each street, and the white streets covered with ice and snow gradually converge into a black flow of people, people walk and dance at the same time, praying for good luck in the coming year and blessing the happiness of life.

The end point of each team is the Sanqingguan in the center of the city, and the streets from all directions converge on the huge square in front of the Sanqingguan in the center of the city. Competitions of folk skills such as stilts and gongs and drums will be held here.

Savvy merchants will never miss the busiest day of the year, whether it is the street or the square, all kinds of stalls, all the inns and restaurants are full of customers.

After a year of hard work, all kinds of people who have entered the city are no longer stingy with money, and they are full of excitement to linger among the vendors and buy.

Young people don't like to join in the excitement of the street, and the three of them are ready to go to a thousand-year-old shop and have a good meal. People are gathering to the square, but the streets and alleys at this moment seem a little empty, turning the thoroughfare avenue where horses can run, and the three of them came to a narrow alley "Six Feet Lane" that is famous in Zhongdu.

Just after noon, the sun barely struggled out of the clouds, and on the slightly cold street, more than a dozen shadows suddenly appeared on the snow, blocking the front of Xu Feng and the three of them, and behind them was an old man in gray with a black crow on his shoulder, standing quietly ten zhang away.

This is obviously not an ordinary street fight, the cold and solemn atmosphere instantly enveloped the entire alley, and a few tourists passing by here, seeing such a posture, hurriedly turned around.

Several men from the Akita Gang fell behind the gray-clothed old man at this moment.

The dull murderous aura accumulated to the peak, and the men of the Akita Gang glanced at each other, shouted, drew out the short knife hidden in their waists, and stepped on the remnant snow to kill the old man in gray.

The old man in gray stood silently, and the black crow on his shoulder did not fly away, but leisurely lowered his head and pecked at the feathers on his body.

Less than six feet away!

The gray-clothed old man turned around slowly, and at some point there was a more than a long Zen staff in his hand.

The Zen staff slammed to the ground, the ice and snow splashed under the old man's feet, and a powerful air flow was stirred up all over his body, which rolled up the broken ice and snow on the ground, like a dragon rushing straight forward from the sea, and the snow immediately flew in the narrow streets and alleys.

Several of the rushing men only felt that they were hitting a viscous curtain of water head-on, and their frenzied bodies stagnated slightly.

It's just a moment of stagnation, and the Zen staff in the hands of the gray-clothed old man moved!

The Zen staff smashed through the flying remnant snow, carrying a cold wind and smashing into the man in front of him.

The Zen stick came out, and the wind and snow fell.

There was silence.

Syllable...... Syllable...... The sound of corpses falling from the sky.

The burly man who was good at fighting against the gray-clothed old man's flying Zen staff was as vulnerable as a leaf in the wind.

The breath of death is even stronger, although the gray-eyed Zen master is known as a Zen master, he has no compassion when he kills people, and none of the Akita Gang men survived.

The Akita Gang's standard short knives were scattered far and near on the snow, and one of them was knocked away by the Zen staff, and it was stuck diagonally into the wall of the alley more than one person high, shining with a cold white light in the wind and snow.

The gray-eyed Zen master should be an outlier among the practitioners, and when he realized the path of the Heavenly Apocalypse, he had at least reached the middle realm of the Apocalypse, and he was able to condense his divine thoughts into the Zen staff and strike out a similar essence of airflow.

Cultivators who are good at divine mind attacks are more dangerous than ordinary cultivators, and they are locked, controlled, and killed by mental power, and even if they don't die, they will become demented.

The gray-eyed Zen master was even able to transfer his divine thoughts to birds and beasts, replacing his own eyes with crow's eyes, which shows his uniqueness in the cultivation of divine thoughts.

Although the Divine Mind attack is powerful, it can kill people invisibly, but once it is activated once, it needs to recuperate and rest for a period of time.

Xu Feng and Jiang Liao picked up the short knives scattered on the ground, took off their cloaks, tore off the pieces of cloth on their clothes, and slowly tied the short knives to their hands.

Huang Juncai didn't care, and said coldly: "That girl, you want to live." ”

More than a dozen black-clothed dead soldiers drew their swords and surrounded them together, the cold wind suddenly rose, and in the snow-covered streets and alleys, more than a dozen black-clothed people looked particularly eye-catching.