"I heard that there was civil strife in the royal family, but the little ones didn't know the details, and they didn't dare to talk nonsense." The grandmaster was disturbed by soul magic, and his tone was relaxed.

"Royal civil strife? What about King Pei?"

"Haven't seen in a long time"

"How can Luo enter the city?" Xue Tong asked.

The Grandmaster Guard and his fellow members of the Ten Team looked at each other a few times, shook their heads, and said, "It's unimaginable, if the seniors break through, we can only fight for our lives to war." ”

Where the duty of the guard lies, Xue Tong will not hurt people with his hands, and he is unwilling to leave like this.

The main gate was closed, and the auxiliary gates on both sides for narrow carriages were piled up with obstacles, while the walls were guarded by higher-ranking monks.

It is impossible to pass through the obstacle of the auxiliary door quickly, and the floating guard will immediately flash and thunder to warn.

Xue Tong smiled faintly, "It's none of your business!"

Soaring into the sky, it swept past the outside of the tower.

The alert was triggered, and the eaves of the city tower suddenly exploded, and a blue thunder dragon burst out.

The thunder dragon scales were shining, and he flew towards Xue Tong ten zhang away, and the dragon claws were high, and he waved it impressively.

Xue Tong punched it out.

The faint fist light was silent, hitting the dragon's head.

"Bang!"

The giant dragon shattered in an instant, turning into a thunderbolt.

The towers rained down on fragments, and the rock walls cut through countless cracks.

The late Celestial Commander was dumbfounded on the spot, his cultivation was simply unable to withstand the claws of the Thunder Dragon, Xue Tong understated that he would win with one punch, making him stop immediately and no longer chase.

The Commander crushes the transmission note call.

Xue Tong had flown ten miles away and jumped into a deep mansion compound.

At a glance, the vigilance and prohibition are dense, showing that the master is either rich or expensive, and his cultivation is not low.

Xue Tong used brute force slightly, and with a slight step of the absolute shadow, he climbed several courtyard walls in a row.

If he makes a big move at the city gate, he will be tracked, and the turbulent flow of mana when he flies away will attract a large number of monks, and the traces of brute force are very small, and he is expected to escape.

Xue Tong's figure passed through the garden, and there was a large small courtyard in front of him.

We have arrived in the city where ordinary monks gather.

Xue Tongxiao jumped into the dilapidated courtyard silently, there was no warning in the courtyard, and the owner of the courtyard had a low status, so he didn't care to guard against others.

Xue Tong hid in a pile of debris in the corner, and if the guards searched for him, he would rush out of the city and give up.

……

Until it was dark, no one approached.

"Don't check it out? Don't have time to take care of the outer city?" Xue Tong pondered.

The spiritual royal city covers a vast area, divided into two cities, the inner city palace is two hundred miles away, and the outer city is often three or four hundred miles wide.

Xue Tong flicked the air flow and knocked on the door of the stone house.

In the middle of the night, the middle-aged innate monk appeared, and his eyes widened when he realized Xue Tong's cultivation.

"You and I are destined, don't panic, ask you something." Xue Tong spoke calmly and asked about the dispute between the Maoli clan and Pei Guo.

"Fifty years ago, after several years of negotiations, a conflict broke out between Pei Guo and the Maoli Clan, and the news came out one after another that the Sword Kingdom was involved, and another mysterious force stirred it up."

"In the end, the Maoli people gave up Sancheng territory, and the Sword Kingdom occupied a small half of it, and most of it, including the Jingzhu River Valley, went to the Pei Kingdom." The middle-aged monk said.

"So Pei Guo won?"

"Not necessarily, the high-level of Pei Guo suffered huge losses, and the contradictions of the royal family broke out, and after several evolutions, the royal city was banned."

"Why the ban?"

"I don't know, or it may be related to forcing the king to abdicate."

"What about the mysterious forces?"

"The situation is unknown, there have been rumors from time to time for decades, and mysterious people have cultivated internal forces in the royal family to oppose King Pei."

Xue Tong connected the front and back, and speculated the context: "The Inhuman Gang coveted the position of Pei Guo, stirred up the conflict in the river valley, and took advantage of the great loss of Pei Guo's strength to surface and support the puppet to come to power." ”

"Pei is in turmoil, and this seat is not interested, just look at the excitement. You look lost, but your cultivation has encountered a bottleneck, there is no hope of advancement, and there is no way to make money?" Xue Tong asked.

"The younger generation has made no progress in ten years of cultivation, and Wang Cheng has no way, so he can only continue to survive." The middle-aged man said gloomily.

"I'll give you two spiritual things and three spells."

Xue Tong picked five things to give away, and the spiritual things he had no time to sell, and they were worth three or five million.

Xue Tong once founded a sect and knew the spells required by innate level monks.

The middle-aged congenital took the storage bag, dizzy, and only had one thought in his heart: "Could this be the legendary chance to fall from the sky?"

"Just cultivate in the stone house and wait and see what happens!" Xue Tong said again.

……

Two days later, in the early morning, the rumbling sound was faintly heard.

Xue Tong went out of the house and saw the inner city put up ceremonial flowers from a distance. Soon the news came: "The new king ascended the throne, granted amnesty to the world, and officially succeeded to the throne after a year of mourning." ”

"Oh, the end of the royal civil strife?" Xue Tongxin said.

The deserted royal city became lively in an instant, and Xue Tong changed his clothes and went out of the house, hiding and cultivating to blend in with the crowd.

The tavern and tea shop were packed, and it was rumored that the first king had fallen a month ago, and was succeeded by the unknown sixteen sons, who have not been mourned to this day.

"I heard that the Celestial Peak Monk broke through the city gate, is there any news later?"

"If there is any news, maybe the new king will be frightened because of this, so he will announce his succession."

"Old King Pei's level of martial saint, how did he fall?"

"Oh~ don't talk nonsense!"

There was a lot of talk in the tavern.

Xue Tong stayed in the inn, went out every three forks, and learned that in the past few decades, King Pei of the Martial Saint and the high-ranking prince of heaven and man have died one after another, and the new king is strongly recommended by the foreign surname Hou Ye.

And the fall of King Pei is rumored to be a violent death due to uncontrolled cultivation.

There are few believers, but no one dares to question them openly.

A more important rumor made Xue Tong feel bad, "In the battle of the river valley, the Qihu people who bear the brunt of the battle are seventy percent of the dead!"

Xue Tong bought spirit insects in the Maoli clan and forced the Inhumans to retreat, although it was not the main reason for Pei Guo's big fight, but it was somewhat inextricably linked, because he was unwilling to face Maoli directly, so he first changed his route to Wangcheng.

Now that the matter of Wangcheng is over, and he heard the extremely depressed news, Xue Tong immediately came up with the idea of going to Maoli's territory.

Xue Tong went upriver along the Jingzhu River.

The mountains and valleys on both sides of the river are beautiful.

"Whew~"

The bullet fired, and Brother Maoli flew down the embankment, blocking the way.

"Why did the Taoist trespass?" Mao Li asked.

"No beekeeping, more patrolling?" Xue Tong teased.

"Whether or not to keep bees is my clan's business, and the Taoist chief won't come for the bees."

"Pei Guo's lord has changed, can you know it?"

Xue Tong's words immediately caused Mao Liren to curse loudly, and the new and old King Pei could not die well.

"We knew a month ago that Mao Li and Pei Guo were incompatible, and the new king was just a puppet with a foreign surname." The leader of Maoli is quite well-informed, and said after scolding.

"Well, Pei Guo has a lot of blood debts, what about the Qihu people in the river valley, Luo Mou had dealt with the owner of the village and the deputy owner of the village in his early years." Xue Tong asked.

Maoli people's face was painful: "The owner of the village died, and the deputy owner of the village is missing." ”

"If you don't go to the village to talk, Luo wants to inquire about a few other people." Xue Tong said.

His martial rank was several levels higher, and it was inconvenient for Brother Maoli to refuse.

Xue Tong asked for new information in Tuoyan Village: Qihu Village no longer exists, and the surviving more than 10,000 people were scattered to various departments, and Tuoyan received 1,000 people; Ge Jia, the deputy owner of the village, disappeared, and it was suspected that his body had fallen into the Jingzhu River and washed away.

"Where's the general village?" Xue Tong asked.

"The total village has lost nine elders," said the lord of Tuoyan Village.

"Luo heard that there is an elder named Fang Tianhua."

"Elder Fang left the main village without starting a war, and he exchanged for the Heavenly Corpse Spirit Worm, and the rumors are boiling, and it is difficult to stay for a long time."

"Where has Elder Fang gone?" Xue Tong asked.

The owner of Tuoyan Village became alert, and his eyes turned silent.

"Luo just wants to buy some toxins, don't talk about Elder Fang!"

Xue Tong took the bag of spirit stones, and said: "Luo has received the favor of Qihu Village, 20 million spirit stones, and wants to give them to the people of Qihu Village, can you call a few representatives to meet?"

……

Xue Tong learned from the mouth of Qihu that Hao Zhuang and Lan Ling both died and were buried on the bank of the Jingzhu River.

Xue Tong's heart was sour, the war in Jingzhu was not caused by him, but the familiar Maoli people either died or disappeared, and the ending was not good.

This made him no longer interested in exploring Maoli's territory, and finding Fang Tianhua's bone puppet to advance faster, and not finding it to grow up correctly.

Xue Tong lost his goal.

I think of the second lavender planted that year.

……

A whole bag of corpse smoked grass is enough to feed the corpse worm for two hundred years.

Xue Tong has no interest in hatching centipedes and raising corpse insects.

Practice in the cave and lay a solid foundation.

After taking more than 100 ancient elixirs, there are no hidden dangers.

In the following year, two pills of tonic elixir were used to refine it into four turns and four turns...

Cultivation is the foundation of everything, and Xue Tong has sufficient resources at hand, so he has no reason to continue to practice.

His most formidable opponents, Ge Linqing and Baboon Heng are both in the late stage of the Martial Saint, and they need to catch up as soon as possible.

It was fifteen years after Xue Tong had eaten the remaining two pills of the tonic elixir and the elixir of the Heavenly and Human Phases.

The pinnacle of Fahai refining turned five times, approaching the entrance of the Martial Saint!

It's time to refine the tonic elixir again.

It is necessary to find a remote and desolate place so that the elixir is not easy to be discovered.

"Brother Vulture, where should Xue go?" Xue Tong spread out the map and asked.

The tip of the vulture's wings made a few gestures in the western part of Muzhou.

……

The western part of Muzhou is dry and windy, desolate and rarely inhabited.

Xue Tong has been observing on the vulture for several days.

The vulture suddenly swooped sideways, flying over the mountains for more than a hundred miles.

In front of the open sandy land, a wounded demon leopard roared and ran, and a group of men and women in animal skin clothes shouted to hurry.

The leopard is ten feet long, with yellow spots all over its body, and blood flows from its back.

A wood-grain giant sword suddenly appeared in the air, and it fell with a slash.

The demon leopard wailed halfway, and the leopard's skull rolled to the ground.

Xue Tong jumped off the back of the vulture, and the man and woman in the animal skin looked at the dead leopard, extremely unwilling.

"you, leopards, take them."

Xue Tong took the Kuimu sword and said.

In the early days of the Demon Leopard Heavenly Man, Xue Tong was not interested, and besides, others hurt the leopard first, and he had no intention of fighting.

"Thank you, senior!"

The men and women in the animal skins were overjoyed, and they received the corpse of the leopard, and one of the elders said: "We are from Wangpo Village, two hundred miles away, and today we set up an ambush, and we were shot by our predecessors, and we finally did not work in vain. ”

"Wangpo Village? There are gravel mountains and poor resources for thousands of miles, how can you build a village here?"

Xue Tong was extremely sensitive and asked curiously.

"Wangpo has built a village for thousands of years, and the dryland demon beasts can be maintained by the villagers, and then some spiritual herbs and elixirs are planted, although the days are bitter and dull, but there are few disturbances." The elder said.

"Mm-hmm, it's okay, it's fun." Xue Tong jumped on the back of the vulture and said.

Unexpectedly, the vulture had no intention of leaving.

This made Xue Tong feel that this place might not be simple.

The elder took the initiative to say goodbye and led the team away.

……

"Brother Eagle thinks Wangpo Village is weird?" Xue Tong asked.

The vulture nodded.

"How so?"

The vulture took several deep breaths.

"Smell different?"

Xue Tong's sensitivity in some aspects is no longer as good as that of the vulture whose consciousness has greatly awakened.