The middle-aged Taoist priest's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he glanced sideways.

A silent fear surged into Steward Qin's heart in an instant, and he went limp, fell to his knees with a "snap", and crawled on the ground, not even daring to breathe.

"Alright, you go down. Xia Fei frowned and glanced at Steward Qin, "Do your duty, and you don't have to worry about the rest." You think we're all stupid things that even you can perceive?"

"The villain doesn't dare! The villain doesn't dare!" Steward Qin kowtowed again and again, pounding garlic.

"Alright, get out. Xia Fei waved his hand.

Steward Qin kowtowed again, hung his head, lowered his head, and retreated tremblingly.

It wasn't until he left the fence courtyard that Steward Qin took a deep breath and then slowly spit it out. He could feel his heart still beating violently, and there was a sense of euphoria for the rest of his life.

A breeze blew, and he felt a chill in his vest, and when he touched it with his hand, he realized that he had been soaked in cold sweat.

He let out a self-deprecating wry laugh, shook his head, glanced at the hut in awe, and turned to walk away quickly. He had already made up his mind that if he met someone from the Protector's Mansion in the future, he would have a good relationship with him no matter what. As for why the Lord and Lord Xia Fei valued a prince in the world so much, he didn't dare to speculate anymore.

"Brother Dao, what do you think?" After Steward Qin retreated, Xia Fei picked up the teacup in his hand, took a sip, and asked unhurriedly.

"It's hard to say. The middle-aged Taoist priest still frowned slightly, his eyes scanned back and forth on the chessboard, and finally there was a "snap", and there was a thunderbolt.

Xia Fei glanced at it, picked up a white zi, and next to the black zi that the middle-aged Taoist priest had just fallen, he made a flying entanglement: "Even you can't see it? That's really a bit scary." ”

"I'm not really a fairy, so I don't see anything strange. The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled, and Kuroko took a hand, "If you really want to talk about it, I'm only a small realm stronger than you." I don't know why you think so highly of me. ”

"Haha, who told you to be from there. Xia Fei smiled, half teasing and half envious, "I don't know if I have that luck in my lifetime." ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest raised his eyes and looked at him, laughed, shook his head, and said, "Even if you let you go, what can you do?" Frankly speaking, if you don't go to the human fairyland, even if you go there, you will just become a chess piece. Rather than that, I'd rather be like this, at least, in this Heavenly Martial Pavilion, no one cares about me, and no one dares to take care of me!"

"That being said, in the end, I yearn for it. Xia Fei smiled bitterly.

After a pause, he straightened up, looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest, and his tone was a little strict: "About this 'Long Aotian', Brother Dao, you must give me a thorough understanding." ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest raised his eyelids, saw his solemn face, and immediately smiled bitterly, pushed away the chess basket in his hand, stood up, walked to the window, and asked lightly, "What kind of bottom do you want?"

"Is this person a demon or a demon?" Xia Fei asked.

"Neither. The middle-aged Taoist priest shook his head and said, "It's human." ”

"Take away?!" Xia Fei's face changed suddenly.

The middle-aged Taoist priest glanced at him and said with a smile: "That kid has three souls and seven spirits, don't tell me, you can't see that his true cultivation is just a qi induction realm." ”

Xia Fei's old face flushed, and he was a little sneering: "Aren't I unsure?" ”

"Scared?" the middle-aged Taoist priest was a little amused.

"It's a little. Xia Fei remembered the previous scene, and couldn't help but shudder, "I only glanced at it, and it was only ten breaths before and after, and one of the 'Great Sumeru Sword Techniques' of the Tongtian Sword Sect was cracked cleanly and thoroughly!

The middle-aged Taoist priest thought about it very seriously, then nodded and admitted, "It's really terrifying! If he hadn't seen the 'Great Sumeru Sword Technique' before, it would be terrifying." To do this kind of Cheng dù, it is no longer inferior to the strongest people in the fairy realm of that place. ”

"Are you sure it's not a takeaway?"

"Of course. The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled, "That kid doesn't even have a primordial spirit, how could it be that he was taken away." Looks like you're really scared this time. ”

Xia Fei ignored his teasing this time, but instead frowned and asked, "It's not a seizure, it's a human monk, so how did he do it?"

"There are many ways to do this, and the most likely is that his primordial spirit is attached to a powerful spiritual weapon. The middle-aged Taoist priest said casually, smiled, and half-jokingly, "This is nothing new. It's not uncommon to have an old grandfather with you, just in this Kyushu Xuan Domain, there are several such lucky people. ”

Xia Fei was immediately relieved and laughed: "In this way, the kid from the Protector's Mansion is really lucky." ”

"Maybe. The middle-aged Taoist priest shrugged his shoulders, "Whether it's good luck or bad luck, it's too early to say." In short, the fate of this child has been rewritten. As for what he will become in the future, no one can predict. ”

"This kind of thing, of course, is good luck. Xia Fei said as a matter of course, "With this 'Long Aotian', that kid will definitely be able to go further on the path of cultivation." ”

After a pause, he said with regret: "If I could have brought an old grandfather with me when I was a child, maybe I have cultivated to the Infant Transformation Realm now, and maybe I will also be taken by the power of your place!"

"Hehe, Zi Fei Fish, Anzhi Fish's Joy is also!" The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled slightly, his eyes were a little ethereal, "How can you be sure that this kid is more willing to be a gentleman in this world for a lifetime than to become a powerful monk?"

"Isn't that a fool?" Xia Fei didn't want to.

"Huh. The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled and stopped talking, and the hut soon fell silent, only the smoke from the incense burner was still circling.

"Ahh

In the luxurious carriage of the carriage pulled by four fierce horses, Meng Siao suddenly felt a strange itch in his nose, and sneezed three times in succession before stopping.

"Your sister, which bastard is scolding me behind my back?" Rubbing his nose, Meng Siao cursed very viciously, revealing a standard gentlemanly bearing.

He pulled back the curtains and looked outside.

The carriage was driving on a street in Beijing, and on both sides there were all kinds of people, and there were attic shops one after another.

"Hill!hill!" he shouted outside the carriage.

"Young Master, what's the matter?" Meng Xiaoshan's head poked in from behind the curtain.

Meng Siao pointed out the car window and asked, "Where are you?"

"Back to the young master, it's Xuanwu Street, and it's almost to Xuanwu Gate. Meng Xiaoshan replied.

"Xuanwu Gate, this name sounds really unlucky!" Meng Siao inexplicably thought of the "Xuanwu Gate Change" in the history of his time, and said "Bah" three times, waved his hand, and ordered, "Change the route for the young master, don't go to Xuanwu Gate in the future, it's uncomfortable to listen to." ”

Meng Xiaoshan answered, his head retracted, and then he heard Meng Dashan's shouting, and the carriage suddenly changed direction at an intersection, going from north to east.

As the political, cultural and even economic center of the Dali Dynasty, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, the prosperity of the capital is naturally self-evident. Qinglong, Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, Xuanwu four streets lead directly to the inner city gate of the four directions, and the noble area where the three kings, four dukes, five lords and nine families are located is not far from the Xuanwu Gate, echoing the imperial city in the center.

As a gentleman in the ****** of the Beijing Division, Meng Wushao instinctively felt that the name Xuanwumen was unlucky. In his time, in the historical Tang Dynasty, the two gentlemen of the old Li family plotted against their scholar brother Li Shimin in Xuanwumen, and they were all killed in the end.

Meng Wushao sometimes has a little superstition.

Meng Dashan drove the carriage very steadily, and the four fierce horses pulling the carriage were all from the Northern Xinjiang Operation, with excellent bloodlines, and their explosiveness and endurance were better than those of ordinary famous horses. That is, it didn't take much effort to see the walls of the inner city reappear in front of them.