Even on a cold winter night.

On the bustling streets of central Taixuanjing, there are still many Xuandu people coming and going.

The star-dotted wine shop buildings are still shining brightly.

Pei Yingui was sitting on the wall, looking up at the sky in the deep clouds and mist, and the moonless and starless seemed darker and darker, but for some reason, she liked this kind of night very much.

Especially in the quiet empty mountain lane, in the past many years of fleeing, such nights seem precious, and now although her life is much calmer, it is still buried with anxiety and... The killing intent that hit her mind.

Because of this, whether it is the cold wind blowing by, or the silent empty mountain alleys, or the dark sky, Pei Yingui is rarely calm.

"The two hundred and seventy-sixth day."

Pei Yingui's eyes were calm, and his two slender legs fell on the wall and swayed at will, and his long hair fluttered to make this fugitive princess look more and more cold.

She stared at the sky seriously for a long time, and then looked down at an ancient book in her hand.

The ancient books are yellowed, and the ink on them is somewhat blurred, which is obviously very old.

"Luomei... Guanghan... Gong Que ........."

Pei Yingui struggled to read the words on the ancient books, which seemed very strange to her.

Many of these glyphs are much more complex than the Dafu script, because this is the Qi script.

Eight hundred years ago, most of the world was once ruled by an ancient dynasty.

This ancient dynasty is called "Taiwu", since this dynasty, the vast majority of the world's books are the same text, the car is the same track, the measuring ruler is also unified, Taiwu text is spread in the world.

Later, perhaps because of natural disasters or man-made disasters, this ancient dynasty that unified the world began to fall apart.

The princes rebelled and divided the world, and I don't know how many kingdoms were born and died.

Civilizations have also changed, and the cultures of various countries have subtle differences at first, and then these differences have gradually increased, especially in customs and habits.

The changes in Chinese characters are minimal.

For example, Qi scholars can understand the vast majority of Dafu characters, and vice versa.

Later, at the beginning of the founding of the country, Dafu had close contacts with the surrounding countries, and more Dafu civilization and Dafu characters were introduced to the Qi country, the Donghe country, and the Anhuai country...

… Even in small and weak countries that have been annexed by other powers.

Because of this, Pei Yingui and Hancai have never stepped into the territory of Dafu in their lives, but now they can communicate with people when they come to this Taixuanjing, and even if they pay a little attention, their accents can also be disguised.

But here's the problem...

Pei Yin returned to the deep palace of Qi State, in that palace that was cold all year round, she had never learned words, just like her mother.

Even her cultivation was taught orally by her mother.

For such reasons, Pei Yingui only felt that this ancient book in his hand was very precious, and even regarded as a treasure by that madman... But it's so obscure.

She speculated about the meaning of a word in the ancient book for a while, but finally sighed helplessly, and with the flip of her wrist, the ancient book had disappeared.

"I want to kill him... My cultivation is far from enough. ”

"You have to find a way to learn the supernatural powers recorded in this ancient book."

Pei Yingui turned her head sideways and thought carefully, she once wanted to separate the words on the ancient books and ask someone to teach them.

However, because many of the words in that classic are obscure, and because the words are arranged, because they are a method of cultivation, there are many ambiguities, and it is necessary to combine them throughout the text to see that if you only know the meaning of a single word or the meaning of a word, and practice rashly, it is inevitable that something will go wrong.

Thinking of this, Pei Yingui's eyes moved suddenly, and he turned his head to look at the neighbor's house not far away.

In that small courtyard, only the main house had a broken lamp burning.

From the window grille, it can be vaguely seen that the beautiful girl is practicing calligraphy seriously.

"If Miss Qingyue also knows cultivation and understands cultivation terms, she can teach me."

Pei Yingui frowned, only feeling that many things in the world were too helpless.

He is a cultivator, and the famous bow called Guanghan Palace in his hand has taken the lives of many pursuers, but now he has a treasure in his hand, but he can't understand it.

"Maybe ......."

She looked at the courtyard next door, thinking of the young man who was as jade as a bone, and thinking of the letter he wrote, and remembering that day when he walked out of the good hall by chance, the indifference in his eyes and the anger hidden in his eyes.

On that day, Pei Yingui and Han Cai only thought that Lu Jing at that time was just not interested, but they never thought that in a short period of time, the young gentleman who always had a warm smile on his face left with a sword, and at the cost of being imprisoned, he killed the famous and famous.

It's like... Escape from the palace yourself.

"If Mr. Lu Jing and I hand over this book to him, I don't have to worry much."

Pei Yingui was thinking.

Suddenly, she sensed that there were suddenly many more divine thoughts in the void.

Most of these divine thoughts came from the central part of Taixuanjing, some of them were powerful, and some of them were still a little immature.

But all these divine thoughts flowed into the void.

Pei Yingui was puzzled, turned his head to look at a certain place in Taixuanjing, and when he raised his eyes, there was a sudden flash of thunder in his eyes, and a heavy amount of precedent blood vibrated in his body, and the surging spirit melted into her eyes.

She also looked to the sky.

But in the depths of the clouds and mist, a blazing sword qi shone with rainbow light, dragging a long tail, shooting straight away, swimming in the sky.

"Mr. Lu Jing......."

Pei Yingui lightly swept the long hair between her forehead, looked at it, but saw her, a neighbor who had always been gentle, dragging a corpse in her hand.

The corpse was headless, and blood was spilled and blown away by the cold wind.

Lu Jing's body was spotless, just standing on the dark long sword, flying all the way towards the center.

"The corpse... Is it the corpse of a Divine Fire Realm monk? ”

Pei Yingui Xianyue Tong caught the faint fluctuation of the vitality that flickered in the corpse of the monk, and suddenly he was a little surprised On the long sword, Lu Jing stood straight, but his face was expressionless.

The sharp sword light fell on the heavens and the earth, attracting many divine thoughts to snoop, but Lu Jing ignored it and gradually disappeared.

Pei Yin was in the empty mountain alley, she couldn't see too far, she thought about it, but suddenly there was some interest in her heart.

So, Pei Yingui rubbed the ring on her hand with her thumb, but in an instant, a moonlight bow appeared in her hand, and then she gently pulled the bowstring.

This moonlight bow named Guanghan Palace was easily pulled apart by Pei Yingui, and the vitality was brewing, and it fused with the blood of the innate weather in Pei Yingui's body and turned into a moon arrow.

Phew!

The moon arrow flew out, silently disappeared into the void, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Pei Yingui shot an arrow and closed his eyes.

The moon arrow flew into the void and followed Lu Jing far behind.

Lu Jing's sword light flashed, and gradually approached the center of Taixuanjing, and several divine thoughts had already fallen into his mind.

This is a divine thought from Xuan Yiwei, who ordered him not to control the sword light in the center of Xuandu.

If you are an ordinary person, you are afraid that you will already be taken down and held accountable.

But Lu Jing's identity at this time is unusual, and he has a bit of royal background, Xuanyiwei is directly under the Taixuan Palace, so naturally he has to give the new prince and young master some face.

Lu Jing's sword light didn't last long, and in the end it only landed on a glorious street.

It's called Dragon Dance Street... There are many generals in the army living in Dafu, the most prestigious of which is the Li family of Xuandu.

The six generations of the Li family in Xuandu are all generals of Dafu, but before Li Guanlong of the Shaozhu Kingdom rose to power, the most powerful person in the six generations was only a loose general of the fifth grade.

Later, Li Guanlong, Shaozhuguo, became famous when he was a teenager, and at the age of twenty-eight, he was a true dragon with blood pressure and became famous all over the world.

At the age of thirty, he led the Dafu Dragon Dance Army, defeated the Western Demon Kingdom, beheaded the Demon Monarch, made great contributions, and was named the Shaozhu Kingdom by the Holy Monarch himself, becoming the most powerful person in the Dafu Dynasty!

Now, six years have passed.

In the past six years, another wealthy family has been added to Taixuanjing, which is the Li family in Xuandu.

Lu Lu landed in front of the Dragon Dance Street, and I don't know how many eyes fell on him in the dark.

But the boy didn't seem to care.

Still dragging the corpse, walking forward step by step, the sandalwood sword was suspended beside Lu Jing, emitting a faint light.

A grand sword intent wandered on the dragon dance street, like a scorching sun

Bright.

Nan Heyu and General Xingxing also entered the city with Lu Jing, standing silently on a towering plane tree.

"What is this Lu Jing for?"

The star-holding general's mask was a little dim: "This is Dragon Dance Street, there are many generals' mansions, who is he going to find with the body of that monk?" ”

Nan Heyu shook his head, and Qian Xiushui on his waist sensed Lu Jing's magnificent sword intent, and couldn't help but tremble slightly.

She had to gently stroke Qian Xiushui to quiet the famous sword.

Pei Yingui also saw this scene through the moon arrow.

This was the second time she had sensed Lu Jing's sword intent, the first time was when Lu Jing was assassinated in the Empty Mountain Alley.

"Mr. Lu Jing is obviously suffering a great loss to the Yuan Shen, why can the sword intent be so grand?"

Pei Yingui sensed the gradually condensing vitality again...

"This is the realm of the True Palace." She was more and more puzzled by Lu Jing's terrifying cultivation and refinement, and she felt more and more that her neighbor was so extraordinary!

Here and now, I don't know how many eyes fall here.

Taixuan Palace, the study building, and many real wealthy mansions all have strong divine thoughts flowing in, or they can know the world with the power of treasures!

They all want to take a look at Lu Jing... What exactly do you want to do.

Lu Jing dragged the corpse, walked through the courtyards, and walked towards the Xuandu Li Mansion!

"Lu Jing, this is Taixuanjing, what do you want by dragging a corpse?"

Suddenly, there was a loud shout, but there was no one.

Lu Jing's footsteps did not pause at all, and he still walked forward, and several generals' mansions along the way were wide open, and many armor soldiers walked out of them, and their bodies were full of qi and blood, and a fierce aura came to their faces.

They stared at the landing scene with expressionless faces, and the killing aura of the peak was suppressed.

Lu Jing's footsteps paused slightly, and a greater righteousness bloomed from him.

He's still stepping ... Go to the Shaozhu Mansion!

PS: I'm working late, and there's another chapter, staying up late and coming out for everyone to read tomorrow.

As for why you don't save the manuscript... Recently, the pressure of epidemic prevention has been too great, and there are no holidays, so I really can't save the manuscript.