Several carriages marched from the gate of the Beilie Marquis Mansion towards the outside of the city,

Ding Xiaoyi is still playing the role of a groom, and in his carriage is still Xue Ningsheng, the ancient elf and the little girl carved in pink, plus a pale and white Ye Qingqing.

To Ding Xiaoyi's surprise, this time Xue Xiao, the Marquis of Beilie, also went to the Sword Pavilion together.

The carriage of Prince Geng's Mansion followed closely behind the carriage of the Beilie Marquis' Mansion, and Prince Geng also headed to the Sword Pavilion.

Guo Huai'an did not fall into a deep sleep, Xiahou Xue and Guo Huai'an sat in the same carriage.

The capital of the Great Yonghuang is like an exploding pot,

Most of the magnates rode out of the city in horse-drawn carriages.

The Sword Pavilion Tianjiao Competition has become a major event in the imperial capital of Yongning, watching the excitement, participating in the competition, and some powerful people have become the referees of this competition.

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The imperial capital Yinning was very popular on this day, and luxury carriages could be seen everywhere roaring towards the Sword Pavilion.

Sword Pavilion is located in the northeast of the imperial capital Yinning, and is located in the Fanyin Mountain of the imperial capital Yinning.

That Fanyin Mountain was originally a Buddha Mountain,

Later, Buddhism declined and was eventually replaced by the Sword Pavilion.

The history of the Sword Pavilion is longer than that of the Dayong Dynasty, and I don't know which dynasty and which generation established it.

Ding Xiaoyi and the people of the Beilie Marquis Mansion drove out of the east gate of the imperial capital Yinning, and then walked towards the direction of the Sword Pavilion.

Along the way,

He saw countless luxurious carriages whizzing away.

The carriage of the Beiliehou Mansion did not go fast, and many of the carriages of the Powerful Marquis Mansion threw the carriage of the Beiliehou Mansion far away.

Sword Pavilion,

It is also the holy place of sword cultivation in the world, and it is the sword cultivator in the world.

Even the East China Sea Sword Island is a courtesy three.

There are thousands of disciples in the Sword Pavilion, and it is said that most of the sword cultivators in the world are from the Sword Pavilion.

Even if he is not a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, he has a little bit to do with the Sword Pavilion.

The sword cultivators of the world are proud of the disciples of the Sword Pavilion,

Even if it's a little bit of it, it's extremely proud.

The Imperial City and the Sword Pavilion are separated by a hundred miles, and it will not take an hour to reach them if you fly in the sky.

However, it is strictly forbidden to fly in the sky over the imperial capital, even in the suburbs of the imperial capital.

Fanyin Mountain is strictly forbidden to fly in the air,

In the Fanyin Mountain, countless sword qi was laid down by the strong men of the Sword Pavilion.

Once you flew over Fanyin Mountain, you would be torn to pieces by the sharp sword qi.

Even if he is a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, he can't fly in the air at will, and the first thing a sword cultivator needs to cultivate is his own sword heart.

Xue Ningshang introduced the Sword Pavilion to Ding Xiaoyi, but Gu Xiaotian on the side was extremely excited.

This is the first time she has gone out, and it is also the first time she has left the imperial capital.

She has a sister in Ningsheng and an elf sister in one mouth, and her name is sweet.

Ye Qingqing was silent, she just listened to Xue Ningsheng's introduction and didn't talk.

"How many disciples does the Sword Pavilion have now?" Ding Xiaoyi looked at the winding mountains in the distance, and he couldn't help but ask Xue Ningsheng curiously.

The endless undulating mountains in the distance are Fanyin Mountain,

Thousands of years ago, the mountain was a sacred place for Buddhism.

Unexpectedly, the Buddhism of Fanyin Mountain was finally replaced by the Sword Pavilion, and the rise of the Sword Pavilion made Fanyin Mountain famous all over the world again.

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There is a point, if the Sword Pavilion encounters a catastrophe, all Sword Pavilion disciples must return to the Sword Pavilion unconditionally.

This is a belief, and this belief is deeply engraved in the heart of every Sword Pavilion disciple.

Being a disciple of the Sword Pavilion is an honor and a responsibility.

Sword Pavilion disciples can also open their own kendo halls, or they can join the army.

But the Sword Pavilion has a move, and all the Sword Pavilion disciples must return to the Sword Pavilion.

Born as a Sword Pavilion person, and died as a Sword Pavilion ghost,

He will respond to every move every day, this is the belief engraved in the bones of every Sword Pavilion disciple.

There are clouds in all the world, there are thousands of disciples in the Sword Pavilion, and all the sword cultivators in the world are out of the Sword Pavilion.

The prestige of the Sword Pavilion has reached the extreme, and no sect can match the Sword Pavilion.

Even the prestige of the other three sects in the imperial capital Yongning can only be matched, not equal.

"Miss, Miss, Princess, they said they were waiting for you in front."

A Beilie Marquis guard hurriedly came to the carriage driven by Ding Xiaoyi, and then whispered to Xue Ningsheng.

"Got it", Xue Ningshang frowned and said,

The guard hurried away.

The carriage moved slowly, and the official road to the Sword Pavilion was already full at this time.

And the carriage driven by Ding Xiaoyi is the carriage he brought from Xiazhou,

The carriage was in tatters, and the old horse was ordinary.

Many luxurious carriages whizzed past the dilapidated carriage, throwing the carriage driven by Ding Xiaoyi far away in an instant.

Ding Xiaoyi didn't care about this,

Although the carriage of the Beiliehou Mansion was luxurious and fast, Ding Xiaoyi didn't want to be so high-profile.

Gu Yanning had arranged the Spirit Gathering Rune Array in his body, and he had to adapt to the Spirit Gathering Rune Array along the way.

Xue Ningshang and the others naturally didn't care what carriage they were taking, anyway, Ding Xiaoyi acted as a groom.

Luxurious carriages roared past, and the carriage driven by Ding Xiaoyi fell behind the carriages.

He drove the carriage at a slow pace, swaying along the way.

Xue Ningsheng's eight brothers didn't know where they had gone. Even Prince Nageng's carriage threw them away.

Regarding Guo Huai'an's safety, Ding Xiaoyi is not worried,

As long as Xiahou Xue has no ill will towards Guo Huai'an.

Although Xiahou Xue did not deal with him,

And he also targeted and calculated Princess Dayong everywhere, but he felt that Xiahou Xue didn't seem to have any ill will towards Guo Huai'an after the amnesia.

It's an intuition, a sword heart unsullied intuition,

Maybe it was because he escorted Princess Dayong Xiahou Xiying back to the imperial capital, so Xiahou Xue hated Wujiwu and even hated herself.

Coupled with killing Geng Liqiu by herself, Xiahou Xue couldn't wait to kill herself,

Because of Guo Huai'an's existence, this is why this brutal and vicious county lord did not speak ill of him again.

Ding Xiaoyi sat leisurely on the wheel of the dilapidated carriage, and he didn't even take the whip.

And the old horse walked leisurely and steadily, on the rugged official road.

Ahead

The traffic was busy, the neighing of horses and the whistling of carriages were endless, and most of the magnates in the imperial capital poured out.

"Driving ......",

Ding Xiaoyi was not in a hurry, just as they passed through a long and narrow official road, there was a rush of shouts behind them.

The wheels crushed the gravel with a screeching sound, and a carriage came in a hurry, at a high speed.

The carriage driven by Ding Xiaoyi had arrived at the narrow official road.

"Ahead, get out of the way",

A loud shout came into Ding Xiaoyi's ears,

Ding Xiaoyi's face couldn't help but change. He wanted to get out of the way, too.

But this narrow official road can't accommodate two carriages,

The carriage behind rushed over in a hurry, wanting to crash into the carriage driven by Ding Xiaoyi.

"Hiss......",

A frightened horse neighing came into Ding Xiaoyi's ears,

Ding Xiaoyi's figure flickered and disappeared from the wheel abruptly.

The next moment,

When he reappeared, he had already appeared behind the carriage of the horse,

Like the giant spirit, he held down the high-headed horse that rushed towards him.

"Sigh the law ......",

The high-headed horse was held down by Ding Xiaoyi's hands and let out bursts of mournful sounds.

"Boom" with a loud bang,

The horse's head that was held down could not help but fall, and the carriage also fell with a bang.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh......," several figures shot out of the carriage.

I saw three figures appear next to the crashing carriage with blue faces,

It was three young men in brocade robes, and the groom had risen and jumped away before the carriage collapsed.

The faces of the three brocade-robed young men were extremely ugly, and they stood beside the carriage that collapsed, staring at Ding Xiaoyi deadly.

Ding Xiaoyi was dressed in cloth, and he was carrying a long sword wrapped in coarse cloth behind him.

At this time, Ding Xiaoyi's body did not release any aura of cultivation.

He is like a village man who has never seen the world, a village man boy who has not seen the world.

"Where did you come from, are you deaf, didn't you hear our groom tell you to get out of the way?"

An older brocade-robed young man pointed at Ding Xiaoyi's nose and scolded.

The horseman's face was also ugly, and he looked at the young man in cloth with a blue face.