Kyoto's Liren Lane is full of powerful people, and Houfu Luobu and Ninghou Mansion are undoubtedly the youngest of them.

There is a huge Hou Mansion, with seven courtyards, and only two generations live.

But it is these two generations that have made most of the powerful people bow their heads.

Zhou Ninghou Zhou Zhong'an, a hundred years ago, the demons rose up with the monks to establish the first line of defense, at the beginning there was only the cultivation of the first order of the realm, but ten years later it jumped to the peak of the heavenly realm, seventy years later, he broke through the avenue and became the highest "real person" in the cultivation realm.

Zhou Zhong'an's son Zhou Qingdu, known as "Xiaoyao Immortal", is more talented than his father, and before he was established, he was already a cultivator in the heavenly realm, and now he is studying in the heavenly palace of Yourong Guoyuan, and his reputation even overshadows the two geniuses of Hongyu.

There is the Father and the heaven, and the Son and the earth below.

Ninghou Mansion is naturally much prouder, not to mention the Tuesday Gongzi who is rampant in Kyoto, it is the ordinary slave of Ninghou Mansion who goes out, and he is also commanding and full of style.

An arrow on the afternoon of February twenty-eight hit the middle hall of the Jade Mansion, and the repentance of the Jade Mansion was announced to the world, and the people of Kyoto thought that the deceived Ninghou Mansion would be furious, but everyone was waiting in the wine shop teahouse and was about to get moldy, and they did not see any action in the Ninghou Mansion.

It was night, and all the inns and restaurants in Kyoto lost sleep.

When the good deeds are worn out, they fight over what the outcome will be.

Some people say that Qianyi is not afraid of the powerful, thinking that after staying at the border pass for a few years, he will be able to run amok and end up with no bones; some people say that no matter what the result is, Qianyi is not afraid of the powerful and powerful, and he will indeed shoot a great pleasure with an arrow from the north; those who think further think that the soldiers at the border pass will be united and will never allow Qianyi to be bullied.

The crowd was noisy and inextricable, and finally, the twenty-ninth day of February came in a sleepless night.

Ninghou Mansion announced that he would marry the daughter of the Jade Mansion five days in advance, that is, the marriage was completed on the first day of the first month of March, and the Jade Mansion seemed to be isolated from the world, and the lintel of self-cultivation and self-hanging lanterns were quiet.

The reaction of the two governments undoubtedly disappointed everyone, and for a while the rumors were all over the world, and the truth was confused, as the initiator of the whole thing, Qian Yi was having breakfast in Jingting Mountain.

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The boy is quieter than usual, because he has important things to do today, so he must keep his mind clear and not disturbed by external objects.

Life is still as usual, after waking up in the morning, practicing calligraphy and cooking, and going down the mountain after eating to meet the difficulties of teaching.

Today is the joint teaching of the Fu Gong Palace and the Formation Palace, after a month, Qian Ye has gradually explored some ways, either the key to breaking the formation is hidden in the rune, or the formation formed by the rune must be followed by the rune.

After being trapped for more than half an hour, Qian Yi came out of the array, his expression was like a thousand-year-old wave, without the slightest fluctuation.

After bowing to the sect, Qian Yi did not go out, but returned to Jingting Mountain.

The red dust is chaotic, touching the scene and hurting, and Qian Ye does not plan to practice medicine today.

After returning to the Xianting Palace, the young man took out the medical book and sat with the two scholars and looked at it quietly.

Soon, an hour flowed away with the bamboo waves.

There was still half an hour before noon, Jun Shen got up alone to prepare for cooking, Qian Yi put away the medical books, took the Yanling knife, and came to the riverbank where he was playing chess with Yubuzhuo.

The jade is not there, and the old servant Changren stands in front of the stone table with his hands down as before, as if it is another weeping willow.

Chao Qianyi nodded, Changren didn't speak, and walked in one direction, Qianyi followed behind Changren, also silent.

Suddenly, Qian Yi frowned, and he heard something unusual about the wind behind him.

The sound of the wind blowing through people, cars and horses, and houses is a completely different sound, and Qian also heard that the wind was not smooth because he had met people. It stands to reason that there are people coming and going on Nancheng Street, and it is not strange that there are people behind them, but the difference is that the person behind him is very far away, but the distance has remained the same.

Just when Qianyi stopped and wanted to turn back, a warm breeze supported his body and continued to move forward, Qianyi was stunned, his eyes fell on the old servant who didn't seem to notice anything, and finally walked without moving.

Half an hour later, the two came to a sunny spring cliff.

Sure enough, it is the land of the sun, although there is no difference between it and the surrounding area on the surface, but if you look closely, you will find that the vegetation here is much more vigorous than other places, standing in it, the weather in February is like the middle of summer in June, with a slight blazing belt.

Yu Buzhuan sat on the lawn, with the curtain closed, as if he had been sitting for a long time.

After seeing Qianyi, Yu Buzhuo smiled: "There is Lao Xiaoyou." ”

Qianyi nodded, took off his clothes for Yu Buzhuo, took out the silver needle, pierced the whole acupoint, and then said to Changren: "Please help me." ”

Changren held his hands and lifted the jade Buzhuo a few feet from the ground, a light cyan true qi shrouded the surroundings, and Qianyi controlled the needles in the air, and hundreds of silver needles vibrated like a dragon roaring, and when they roared like a tiger.

After half an hour of this, while the three of them were concentrating, there was a sudden sound of footsteps on the grass.

The person who settled was a few miles away, but his voice was dull and heavy, as if he was stepping on his heart, Qianyi, Yu Buzhuo, and Changren spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and Yu Buzhuo turned his head and shouted angrily: "Where is Xiaoxiao, dare to break the old man's magic circle?!"

The people who were miles away laughed loudly, walked out of the shade of the trees, and came close in a few breaths, with a face that could not be concealed through the mask, the black-robed guest looked at the three people with pale expressions, and sneered: "I didn't expect that the Xuanwu of the four great gods and generals has now fallen to the point of healing and no one to protect the Dharma, only relying on a magic circle to protect it, sad and lamentable!"

Yu Bu's face was gloomy, but he was calm: "Who sent you?"

The black-robed guest still sneered: "Do you think I'm going to let you delay and give them two a chance to heal?"

As he spoke, his body was like electricity, and he suddenly attacked Qianyi and Changren, and the two people who were attacked were extremely injured, and they didn't snort, and they flew out upside down, unconscious.

After the blow was successful, the black-robed guest finally put his mind at ease, his eyes were full of the leisurely lion playing with his prey, and he looked around the naked jade Buzhuo, and said: "It seems that the legendary Xuanwu God General is no different, except that he is old and ugly, and it is dark underneath, I really don't see anything special." ”

Yu didn't think about it or ignored it, looked at the two figures that gradually appeared in the distance, and said without joy or sorrow: "Kill." ”

I saw Qianyi and Changren, who were injured on the ground by the black-robed guest, suddenly like a swift wind, and appeared several miles away in an instant, and after a while, two blood flowers splashed up, dyeing the spring and the beginning of the mountain.

The black-robed guest had just reacted, and when he turned back, he was already full of horror, screaming and about to run away, but before the voice came out of his throat, Changren took off the black-robed guest's head like picking a wild fruit on the side of the road, and the blood rain was not stained.

Qian Yi didn't look at the body of the black-robed guest, nor did he ask, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "The hour has been missed for half a moment, let's start." ”

The silver needle rolls back up, and this is the real treatment.