A few days ago, the valley lord issued an order to welcome the saintess with a grand lineup, in between, Xiafeng Valley was like a festival, gongs, drums and firecrackers rang out, in addition, the valley people would pull their throats and shout a few times at will, praising Xiafeng Valley and singing praises to the Miaoyin Sect. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Heavenly Kingdom is entrenched by two major forces, one of which is the Soul Thirst Palace, this hall is not mentioned for the time being, as for the sphere of influence controlled by the Miaoyin Sect, it can be said that it is equivalent to a kingdom, and there are countless forces entrenched under this kingdom, but they are all respected by the Miaoyin Sect.

It can be seen that the influence of the Miaoyin Sect on the Xiafeng Valley does not come from the surface, but from the depths of the soul, and it has been rumored that the reason why the Miaoyin Sect can make the rest of the forces in the sphere of influence bow down to the subordinate, one is the strong strength, and the other is to imprison some special existences, the existence of the Miaoyin Sect is to suppress evil, so that the people will have a happy life.

On this Tianfang continent, the country is divided into three countries, one is the Tianfang country, the other is the Tianhan country, the snow mountain north of the Xiafeng Valley is the sphere of influence of the Tianhan country, as for the most mysterious Yetan country, that area is a forbidden area, where people have less contact with the outside world, it seems that the people in the Tianfang country and the Tianhan country are deliberately excluded, and even racially, as for the reason, no one knows, but knows that this is just a tradition, which has been handed down from ancient times to catties, and all discrimination against the Yetan country.

Zhang Cheng leaned against the window, his eyes projected through the window lattice onto a street with a festive atmosphere, witnessing the rare joy in the world, he shook his head and replied: "Brother Wang, you should go alone! This holy woman has nothing to do with me, I am not that interested in looking at her, what is the use of seeing her? It's just that she cares about adultery!"

"This ......" Wang Zixuan was extremely embarrassed, what Zhang Cheng said was indeed reasonable, how handsome this saint is, and what does it have to do with herself?

Wang Zixuan sighed, the back of Zhang Cheng in his eyes was a little lonely, his tone was a little sad, there was no joy at all, the smile in front of people in the past turned out to be an illusion.

After a moment of deliberation, Wang Zixuan said in a deep voice: "If you don't have contact with outsiders, how can you know the appearance of outsiders? The harmonious process can bring you joy, although the Heavenly Continent is respected by the strong, and everything speaks with power, but you must lose your true nature? Losing your true life in the world, this kind of life is not what I want, and at the same time, I also hope that this is not what the virtuous brother wants." ”

After saying this, Wang Zixuan had an expectant gaze in his eyes, and stared at Zhang Cheng's back, he knew that what he said just now, Zhang Xiandi must know what it meant.

After Zhang Cheng heard the words, his body trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly, how could he not know what Wang Zixuan said?: "That's it, then I will go with Brother Wang to merge with outsiders." He turned around and said, "Let's go!"

Seeing this, Wang Zixuan was naturally happy, so the two of them walked out of the door of the room one after the other, and then walked downstairs, from here to the street without effort, no, it seems that in the blink of an eye, the two of them have walked to the street.

"Brother Xian, do you feel that this Xiafeng Valley is different?" As soon as he walked out of the inn, Wang Zixuan pointed to the street, drew a circle in front of him, and said these words.

Zhang Cheng replied: "There is not much difference, it's just that the customs are different, the people of the Imperial City dress casually, pay attention to their hearts, and the architecture and other aspects are extremely deliberate, but Xiafeng Valley is the opposite, and they seem to be born to sing praises, blurt out, and they can write words and songs." ”

Wang Zixuan nodded, and from time to time he walked by a group of people wearing various bronze utensils, and when these people talked to people, they would smile, a rare picture of the imperial city.

"As far as I know, the origin of the Flying Demon is because of a flying demon suppressed here, and where the flying demon came from, no one knows, but it is known that this demon likes to eat human greed and desire, at that time, human beings worship the Flying Demon of the Outer Heaven as a god, praying that this demon will devour all greed and desire, but in the end, when human beings can not provide a steady stream of greed and desire, in this heavenly demon is furious, just for greed and desire, before the tenth night of the first month of the month, it will come to the valley of the wind and kill, killing countless people, blood vines and the valley of the wind and dyeing the sky red. ”

Wang Zixuan suddenly talked about the legend of Xiafeng Valley, and he continued: "In the end, there is a coppersmith, he is also very strange, he has no cultivation at all, but he has created several bronze forms of big swords, ready to fight to the death with the Flying Demon outside the sky, but to everyone's expectation, between the collision of bronze weapons, the pleasant sound emitted actually frightened the Flying Demon outside the sky, and this bronze piece suppressed the Flying Demon outside the sky with several big swords, but as for the location of the suppression, no one knows. ”

Zhang Cheng also heard the reason, it turns out that the customs of Xiafeng Valley come from this legend, it seems that on the tenth day of the first month of each month, there is a glow on the horizon of Xiafeng Valley before the night comes, which refers to the flying demon outside the sky who comes to Xiafeng Valley on the tenth day of the month to kill and kill, and finally dyes a red line of sky.

And the people of the valley love to wear bronze utensils, I am afraid that this is also the reason, and everyone can sing a few words in the mouth, which should be to praise the great achievements of the coppersmith.

Wang Zixuan turned around and smiled faintly, "It's just a legend, you don't have to take it seriously." It's just that you can find that people are not perfect, they can't be the most perfect, they must have flaws, and for the legend of Xiafeng Valley, people who have no flaws are eaten by flying demons outside the sky. ”

Zhang Cheng nodded, relieved, and then said: "Maybe this is the case in the world, it should be said, maybe everything in the world is like this." ”

Wang Zixuan very much agrees with what Zhang Cheng said, all creatures with intelligence are like this, and humans naturally can't escape.

For example, the owner of the lobby of the Liang family walked out of the inn before, anyway, he and the others did not leave the inn because of the presence of Steward Wang, and at this moment he walked out of the inn with Zhang Cheng and appeared on the street, without worrying about the appearance of the Liang family, because if they met, they would be killed!

Zhang Cheng also has this thought, the hall master of the Liang family can't fight himself at the moment, he will endure when he needs to endure, if he has absolute strength, then he doesn't need to endure it anymore.

Both of them made a sense of life and hope for their future, Zhang Cheng's eyes flashed with a light, and he became more clear about his purpose.

Zhang Cheng looked at the sky, the endless sky was still blue, the scorching sun hanging high did not move, suddenly a gust of wind blew, Zhang Cheng saw a peony flower floating in front of him with the wind, he grabbed it and held the petals in his hand.

Then again, at this moment, there was a sudden burst of joy on the street: "Look, is that the Holy Maiden of the Miaoyin Sect?"

"I think it must be, on the sedan chair where the saint sits, there are two girls waving peony petals, and the peony flowers falling from the sky do not compete for the beauty of the saint, but are a foil, although the saint's appearance is covered by a veil, but I can be sure that in this valley of the wind wind, there is no one more beautiful than the saint. ”

"I don't think so, Meng Xuan'er in our Xiafeng Valley Painting Spirit Association is a complete beauty, maybe she can compete with the saint. ”