Li Mengzhou returned to Chaosi Lane.

He sat silently under the eaves, recalling what Seiichi had whispered to him in front of the gate of the Imperial Palace.

The meaning of that sentence is simple and clear.

Qingyi knew what was going on in the jungle.

It wasn't what he saw, it was what he guessed.

And Qingyi's advice to him was to quietly wait for the end of the long night.

When the sun rises tomorrow, there will be some changes in the capital, and there will be fewer people.

Li Mengzhou could faintly smell a breath of wind and rain.

When Qing Yi appeared next to His Royal Highness the Emperor at the same time as Xuan Zhengsi, he could be sure of what kind of institution the Heavenly Council was, and who was the real backer behind the Heavenly Council.

He had had such a guess, but he couldn't believe it.

And when the facts are in front of him, there is no room for him not to believe.

He turned his head sideways, looking at the dark night over Chaosi Alley outside the courtyard, and felt that every night in the capital was long, and tonight would be the longest.

Now that he has successfully broken through to the Chengyi realm, he has enough means to cultivate the Natal Sword.

In fact, he should have started to cultivate the Natal Sword when he broke through to the Far Traveling Realm, but out of various considerations, he didn't do that.

The deeply buried sword was not yet unsheathed.

From tonight onwards, the sword will need to be unsheathed.

He got up and went back to his room.

The sword wrapped in black cloth was removed from the hollowed-out wall again.

Of course, the current black cloth is just an ordinary cloth.

He didn't know how long it had been since he looked at the sword again.

The scabbard is ordinary.

The hilt of the sword is not too fancy.

This should be an ordinary sword at first glance.

But this sword is anything but ordinary.

Just because its former owner is not ordinary.

The sword has two names.

Because it has two hosts.

Li Mengzhou is reluctant to recall its first name.

This sword is about to be given a new lease of life.

In the hands of the new master, it will shine again and recast its glory.

It takes time to nourish the Natal Sword.

If you don't have enough understanding, it will take a long time.

But Li Mengzhou felt that he still had plenty of time.

And he's a genius.

......

More than ten miles outside the east gate of Langya, there is a mountain.

The name does not fall.

This place is where the mountain gate does not fall.

The mountains are snow-white.

There are several temples dotted under the snow.

Shainin walked slowly under the promenade.

He paused for a moment at a door, then knocked softly, then pushed it in.

The décor in the room was simple.

There are bookshelves, there are bookcases, there are beds.

There are a lot of books on the shelves, all about spiritual practice.

This alone shows that the owner of this room is very obsessed with cultivation.

There was a man sitting cross-legged on a couch.

It was a young man.

The appearance is quite similar to Shainin, but it is more mature and stable.

The long-lasting breath fluctuations on his body made the temperature in the room a little sluggish.

Shainin couldn't help but shudder.

"How are you doing?" The young man on the bed did not open his eyes, but his voice was already ringing.

What happened outside the mountain gate of the palace had already reached the mountain gate, but it had not yet reached the ears of the young man.

Xie Ning's voice trembled a little, he lowered his head, and said, "I lost to a person named He Zhengrong. ”

The young man's eyelids twitched slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"What's the catch?"

"I know why I lost, I was too arrogant and underestimated my opponent at the beginning, so He Zhengrong broke through the realm and entered the peak of the long journey in the question, which made me deeply understand the problem of my own thinking. I'm no longer annoyed and can take it seriously. ”

The young man looked at Xie Ning quietly and said, "It's good to be able to recognize your own shortcomings, and if you work hard to cultivate for your own shortcomings, you will become better." ”

Xie Ning raised his head slowly, and hurriedly lowered it, and said weakly: "Brother, the result of asking ...... It's me who didn't fall into the mountain and was defeated. ”

The young man was Shainin's brother.

The disciple with the highest qualifications in the Immortal Mountain Sect.

Do not fall into chief Xie Chunfeng.

Hearing Xie Ning's words, he didn't have much reaction, and said softly: "He Zhengrong broke through to the peak of the Far Traveling Realm, and he doesn't have the strength to win against Tang Tian, if Tang Tian still loses in the end, he is extremely stupid, there is nothing to say." ”

Xie Ning said: "It was not He Zhengrong who won Tang Tian, but a person named Li Mengzhou, who was the young man who couldn't see the sea of qi that was once rumored in the capital. ”

Xie Chunfeng's eyes changed slightly.

"Then Li Mengzhou's half-day visualization of Amaterasu is a manifestation of extremely high qualifications, but if you can't see the sea of qi, you can't travel far. ”

"He has already entered the realm of distant travel, and in the battle with Tang Tian, he broke through the realm...... into the promise. ”

Xie Ning was a little cautious in what he said.

Even if he saw this with his own eyes, now that he thinks about it, it is still a little unreal.

Xie Chunfeng fell silent.

"There are Ouyang Shengxue in the Sword Courtyard of the Imperial Palace, there are Mr. San and Ning Haoran, and there are Jiang Zihua and Ye Jinyu below, and now there is another Li Mengzhou, at such an age, in such a short time, it is really interesting to break into the promise. ”

The Leaving Palace Sword Courtyard should be the least number of disciples among all the cultivation mountain gates in Jiang Kingdom, and even those very weak cultivation mountain gates, their disciples can also be compared with the Leaving Palace Sword Academy.

But this doesn't prove that the Leaving Palace Sword Academy is really getting more and more unbearable.

Although the number of disciples is not large, there are many excellent ones.

It seems that the number of disciples of the Immortal Mountain Sect is far more than that of the Leaving Palace Sword Academy by several times, but there are very few genius disciples who can really be named.

People like Tang Tian and Xie Ning, who have just started their careers, still have a long way to go in the future, and if they can't break through the promise early, they will basically have no effect.

Except for Xie Chunfeng, who is the chief.

The only people who can support the façade a little bit in the mountain gate are the few people led by Lu Changge.

Looking at the change in the expression on his brother's face and the cold color in his eyes, Xie Ning was silent.

It was quiet in the room.

When neither of them spoke, there was a deathly silence.

This year's winter has been a bit cold.

Xie Chunfeng's room was even colder.

Even with the burning charcoal stove, Shainin still felt as if he was in the ice and snow.

He had wounds on his body.

It is very taboo to avoid cold air entering the body.

So his face became a little pale, and his body began to tremble slightly.

Xie Chunfeng glanced at his younger brother silently, and a trace of pity appeared in his eyes, but it was fleeting.

He said calmly: "Since you are injured, go back and recuperate, don't be affected by the emotions of defeat, it will not be good for your injuries to heal." When you break into the realm of Chengyi in the future, you can go to He Zhengrong to seek revenge. ”

"But you have to remember that when you are improving, the other person is also improving, and he is now higher than you, so you need to work harder, otherwise you will never be able to surpass your opponent. ”

Xie Ning took a deep breath, looked at his brother seriously, and plucked up the courage to say: "I don't want to be protected under my brother's name all the time, I want to leave my Xie Ning's name in the world, not just Xie Chunfeng's younger brother." ”

Xie Chunfeng seemed a little surprised, but more relieved.

But this relief was not perceived by Shainin.

On the surface, he still looked very stern, and said lightly: "It's good to have this kind of thought, but whether you can do it or not, even if you say it now, it's useless, this kind of thing needs to be proven by facts." ”

Shainin clenched his fists tightly and did not speak.

Xie Chunfeng was silent for a moment and said: "I heard that Ning Haoran left the Sword Courtyard of the Imperial Palace, and he doesn't know where to go, but I suspect that his destination is the Sword Pavilion far away in the Western Jin Dynasty, no matter what he wants to do when he goes to the Sword Pavilion, when he comes back, it will be when I defeat him." ”

Hearing this, Xie Ning said with some surprise: "Could it be that Brother Fei is about to break through the realm?"

Xie Chunfeng smiled slightly, his smile was like a spring breeze as his name suggested, and even the temperature in the room was obviously showing signs of heating up.

"There are indeed some signs, in the Wuzhang realm, if you can't step into the upper realm, it's not a big thing, how can my goal be just the upper realm? After many years of retreat, outsiders may have talked about me a lot, but I don't care about these, when I trample Ning Haoran under my feet, the entire Jiang Kingdom will remember my Xie Chunfeng's name. ”

......

The night in the capital was very dark.

But the bright moon shines brightly, but it reveals an unusually clear beauty.

Some places are bustling and noisy.

Some places are unremarkable.

There are many hawkers and pedestrians on the shores of Moonlight Lake.

In contrast to this, the silence is terrible in some places.

There are men dressed in black and armed with swords, shuttling through the streets of the inner city.

They moved so quickly that no one noticed it.

The lively place is still lively, just like the usual night view of the capital.

These black-clad men split up in many groups and headed in different directions.

They are all cultivators.

It's just that judging from the faint breath scattered in the rush, it is all in the realm of promise.

And most of the people who are the leaders have entered the four realms without success.

There is even more than one great monk in their respective ranks.

In the unknown corners of the capital, bloody massacres took place.

And outside the capital of the Water Mirror Division in the inner city, a group of people dressed in black also appeared.

The leader is the head of the Xuan Zheng Division, Xu Hexian.

He was followed by a young man.

The door of the head of the Water Mirror Division was closed.

Outside the door stood dozens of imposing men in black.

Xu Hexian put his hands behind his back, looked up at the night, and whispered, "At this hour, the damned people should be almost dead." ”

The young man who was dressed in a dark robe and had a sword in his hand frowned slightly, and said, "The head of the Water Mirror Division, Qi Sitou, has a very high status in the court, how can he be involved in this matter?"

Xu Hexian said lightly: "If the person in charge of money is not weak, he is extremely fond of money. The Water Mirror Division has a strong way of making money, but if there are some crooked ideas, it is easy to get a large amount of money from it.

If King Yu wants to raise soldiers, he needs to spend a lot of financial resources, and if he can get money from the Water Mirror Division by the way, he can also share a lot of pressure. But the courage is not insignificant, it is equivalent to stealing His Majesty's money to raise troops to attack His Majesty. ”