At the north gate of Lin'an City, a convoy of dozens of carriages passed through the city gate one after another, heading towards Qiansu County, which was further east than Wang He's family. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The chariots of this convoy have the emblem of the Enlightenment Academy, even the people of Lin'an City already know the whereabouts of this convoy, although they stop to watch, they are not too surprised.

The year before last, they had seen such a convoy drive out of the Enlightenment Monastery and head east. Now that they saw this convoy again, the people curiously speculated about who was in this convoy, and whether the Holy Maiden they respected was among them.

"I heard that the Holy Maiden is also inside!"

"Really?"

The people were enthusiastically discussing, even the people of Lin'an City rarely saw the Holy Maiden of the Passage Gate, but this did not prevent the girl in red from being a sacred image in their hearts.

The Holy Maiden of the Daomen, Yu Hongyi, no one dared to call the name of that girl, not even the cultivators of other sects, because she represented the Daomen, and also held the greatest authority in Beihai, the word Holy Maiden, which was already sacred.

Countless pairs of eyes fell on the chariot at the head, and the blazing gaze seemed to burn the curtains of the entire window.

Yu Huaji also often played in Lin'an City when she was young, but at that time, in order to avoid people's eyes, she always wore a white butterfly mask to cover her face, and no people recognized her.

The red-clothed girl with a white butterfly mask was just a mysterious girl who appeared in Lin'an City five years ago, and no one remembered it for a long time.

Although I knew my own special and the responsibility on my shoulders when I was a child, I was still quite uncomfortable with the warm treatment of Lin'an people for the first time.

She was the only one in the carriage, and the familiar maid and good partner Long Xingyao was not one of the candidates for this trip, while the other Zi Xiaoxiao, who had a good relationship, was in other carriages and was not qualified to ride with her.

At this moment, she was a little lonely and bored, leaning on the carriage, not daring to open the curtains or looking at the hot sight outside.

A sword rested casually on her lap.

The sword that can appear in this carriage is naturally only the Holy Maiden Sword.

It was hard for the cultivators of Beihai to imagine that the Holy Maiden Sword, which ranked second on the list of famous weapons, was actually not very popular in the hands of that Yu Hongyi, and it was only placed casually in his hands on weekdays, and he would not be as well protected as a sword-cherishing person.

She sat in the carriage in a daze, not knowing what to do or how to respond to the overwhelming enthusiasm of the people.

So she closed her eyes and began to meditate, spitting in the aura of heaven and earth.

After a while, the noise outside finally faded.

The chariot began to jolt, and Yu Huaji was sure that the convoy should have left the range of Lin'an City, but at this speed, it would take some time to reach Qiansu County, which was controlled by the Wang He family.

The entrance to the Yubei Tomb is on the edge of Qiansu County, and this small county town under the control of the Wang He family is the end point where all the sects converge.

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On the official road, the grass and trees on the left and right sides are verdant, and they have just walked out of the mountains, and now they have entered the path interspersed with two fertile fields.

Li Molan sat on the back of the old green cow, riding the bull with a sword, hanging a dragon elephant on the horns, and a grass root hanging from her mouth, looking leisurely.

"Xiaoqing, these days, have you missed me?" Li Molan said with grass roots in her mouth and slurred words.

The old green cow ignored him.

"Xiaoqing, have you ever heard of the Yubei Tomb? That's the tomb of the Yubei Immortals, that's right, we are going to steal the tomb of the Yubei Immortals and his old man this time!"

The old green cow had ventilation in his nose, secretly thinking that when people died, they would dig people's graves, which was not very authentic after all.

Li Molan actually felt that it was not a kind thing to drill into other people's graves all day long when people died, but after all, there were heavy treasures, so he said hypocritically: "Actually, I don't want to do this, but who asked me to get his old man's exercises." ”

Riding an old green ox through the ridges, he did look like a peasant boy, and some farmers greeted him, and he smiled and waved.

After walking through this mountain, it will take several days to walk.

Li Molan suddenly said: "Xiaoqing, have you heard of the demon cultivation secret book "Demon God"?"

The old green cow froze for a moment, and his steps froze for a moment.

"I gave it to Qin Li to cultivate. Li Molan said.

The old green cow didn't answer anything, nor did he express his opinion, and still moved forward calmly.

"Xiaoqing, you really don't know this exercise?" Li Molan said suspiciously.

The old green cow thought about it, shook his head silently, and said that he really didn't know.

Li Molan didn't ask any more.

One person and one cow leisurely moved in the direction of Qiansu County.

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Qiansu County is not big, and Longqing City is a small city on the edge of Qiansu County, and the residents in the city are used to ordinary days, so they are a little uncomfortable with these days.

If they don't adapt, they don't adapt, but their enthusiasm is very high, no less than those people in Lin'an City.

On a fertile ground outside the city, next to the mountains, there is already a convoy here.

Farmers, merchants, scholars, officials, and all kinds of people in Longqing City came to the outside of the city with curiosity, and cast their eyes with all kinds of emotions such as curiosity, doubt, and excitement.

They had seen those pictures a year before, and now they saw them again, but they still couldn't suppress the excitement in their hearts.

Because those people, in normal times, no, even their whole lives are difficult to see.

An official of the Wang He family approached the convoy with a cautious expression, the convoy was very large, about 100 people, and a young man walked out of the carriage of the first carriage, and the young man held an iron ruler about half a meter long, with a calm expression.

The official hurriedly greeted him and asked, "Dare to ask...... Is it an adult from the Valley of the Mind?"

The young man, who had a calm expression and always revealed a calm atmosphere, smiled and put on an approachable posture.

"Yes, I'm Xiao Yi from Guanxin Valley. "The young man was dressed in the clothes of an ordinary disciple, but this official would not mistake him for an ordinary disciple of Guanxin Valley because of his clothes.

Xiao Yi of Guanxin Valley is the most talented genius in Guanxin Valley in this area, his name has been heard by many people, and he is a young talent of the young generation in Beihai.

Being able to come here to be responsible for greeting the cultivators of those big sects, this official would naturally not be very unfamiliar with this name, he hurriedly beckoned some people to come over, and asked, "Do you want the officials to arrange some food and lodging?"

"No need. Xiao Yi smiled gently, "The Yubei Tomb will be opened tomorrow, so there is no need to bother, just let us meditate here for the night." ”

The official nodded, said yes and left, walked not far away, looked at the Guanxin Valley disciples who got off the carriage in the distance, and wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.

In the face of these real cultivators, he was really under a lot of pressure as an ordinary person.

Fortunately, the other party is much more amiable than expected, personable, and very hospitable.

By the side of the carriage, a young man named Xiao Yi stood in place, watching the mountains and forests in the distance reveal a fiery cloud-like color in the twilight, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, a disciple walked up to him.

"Senior brother. The disciple said, "Shall we just wait here for the night?"

Xiao Yi nodded, and then said, "This time, the disciples of other family sects will appear here, don't forget the etiquette." ”

He had already seen the far-fetched behind the official's smile, and he could only try his best here to restrain his juniors and disciples to remember to be polite, and not to cause trouble and provoke others.

"Yes, brother. The disciple said seriously.

He looked at Xiao Yi's gaze with respect from beginning to end.

Because this young man has always felt that his senior brother is a real gentleman, with a gentlemanly demeanor in every word and deed, every move, and every cheek.

So he has always had respect for his senior brother.

Xiao Yi smiled and nodded, the iron ruler and robe in his hand made him look like a gentle teacher.

He really looked like a gentleman.

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One after another, chariots and horses from other sects came.

Some carriages were marked with the emblem of the Suzaku Sect, and some carriages were marked with the sword-shaped emblem of the Sword Pavilion.

These are disciples from the Vermilion Bird Sect and the Sword Pavilion.

A young girl walked out of the convoy of the Suzaku Sect, and her appearance almost captured the attention of everyone present.

She was dressed in a distinctive phoenix-patterned colorful robe, looking like a graceful little phoenix, and most importantly, her eyes.

Her eyes are different from ordinary people, she has a pair of purple eyes, she looks bewitching and good-looking, and has a thrilling charm.

Xiao Yi put away the iron ruler in his hand and walked towards the convoy of the Vermilion Bird Sect.

He knew the girl, so naturally he had to come forward to say hello.

It's one of the most important things about relationships.

"Long time no see, Murong Yuluo. Xiao Yi came to the girl with purple and red eyes and said hello.

Murong Yuluo looked at him, pursed the corners of his mouth, and did not answer immediately, but squinted his eyes and looked at him for a moment before saying, "I haven't seen you for so long, is your cultivation progressing quite fast?"

The words were a little weird, but they could be heard as a joke.

A hint of gloom flashed in Xiao Yi's eyes, but this look flashed so quickly that it couldn't be seen clearly at all.

He smiled and said, "Where, how can you compare to you, a little phoenix from the Vermilion Bird Sect?"

Murong Yuluo is a genius of the Vermilion Bird Sect, the most talented female disciple of the Vermilion Bird Sect in this area, and it is rumored that she has a certain degree of phoenix blood in her body, and it is likely that she is a demon and Taoist dual cultivator, but the truth of these things naturally cannot be proven.

No matter what you think in your heart, start with a sentence, which is also the most important thing in relationships.

Murong Yuluo listened to Xiao Yi's praise, and said with some joy: "You are not bad, you are also in the late stage of the Three Realms, not much weaker than me." ”

Hearing this, although he was sure that the other party was unintentional, Xiao Yi's eyes flashed a gloom that was even darker than just now.

Of course, he would not show such unhappiness, because he had never lost his temper in front of anyone.

Then, he whispered, "It's over." ”

Murong Yuluo has always had a good impression of Xiao Yi, because the other party's speech and demeanor always give people a gentle and elegant feeling, isn't such a gentleman-like character the best object of Chun Wei's fantasy?

It's just that this kind of thing can't be said explicitly, and she doesn't know how to hint at it, so she's a little anxious.

And because she was in a hurry, her little face was slightly red, and she looked like she was shy, or really shy.

Xiao Yi didn't know what the other party was thinking, but he might have seen it, but he deliberately didn't mention it.

At this moment, he glanced at the direction of the Sword Pavilion convoy and suddenly asked, "I heard that the sword maniac from the Sword Pavilion is also here?"

Murong Yuluo was stunned, then nodded.

Xiao Yi nodded to indicate that he understood, then thanked him gently, and turned around to return in the direction of the Guanxin Valley convoy.

The moment he turned around, his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

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