The news that Feng Yang had become a disciple of the Guan Lord spread throughout the Divine Dynasty through the Xiaoyao Pavilion as soon as possible.

It's simple.

The new Lingyun list has changed its list.

Fengqi ranks third, second only to Zhou Zihan, the swordsman of Qianrenfeng, and Mingtai, the Taoist of Liyuan, and the storyteller's comment on it is that he asks less about the avenue, which can be compared to Li Wei and the two, and in time, there will be no opponent in the same realm.

There was an uproar in all parts of the Divine Dynasty, and more than a dozen prefects went to Xiaoyao Pavilion with Lingyun Bang's handcopy, wanting to ask for guilt, but they couldn't even enter the gate of Xiaoyao Pavilion, and they were all stopped outside the Daozang Array.

Those who attack the Dao Tibetan Array are regarded as declaring war on the Xiaoyao Pavilion.

Without the emperor's order, the prefect would not dare to storm Xiaoyao Pavilion no matter what.

Just when they were at a loss, news finally came from Wuyang.

The contemporary god emperor has abolished the barrier between the sect and the family, and from now on the children of the family can enter the sect to cultivate immortals, and if the family needs to be punished for some reason, the children who have entered the sect can be dealt with as appropriate if they have no intention of rebellion.

Only then did anyone dare to continue looking down.

They found the name of the present prince in the seventeenth place.

They found Yan Weixie's name in the forty-fourth place.

They found Murong Xue's name in the ninety-first place.

Unexpectedly, Feng Yang actually climbed the Lingyun list with his cultivation in the Quenching Body Realm, ranking at the bottom of the list.

But the most unexpected thing was the storyteller's comments on Feng Yang.

With good talent and deep fortune, he will break the curse of the Ten Absolute Ones and achieve a legend one day when he enters the main door of the Taixuan Mountain Dao Ming Guan.

There were ninety-nine people before him, and very few could get such comments...... The storyteller rated him almost as much as the top ten!

Even Murong Xue couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

"Don't be unhappy, I stopped you from participating in the Wind and Sand Festival because I was worried that you would meet Yang'er."

Murong Xue said, "Do you think I'm not his opponent? ”

Feng Qi thought for a while and said, "In terms of strength, you are indeed stronger than him now. ”

Murong Xue showed a smug look.

Feng Qi shook his head, thinking that if he told the truth, it would be a little troublesome.

At this moment, Luo Xing suddenly interjected and said: "In terms of strength, as a young powerhouse at the peak of the mixed yuan, you are naturally stronger than the second son, but you lack the baptism between life and death, if you really want to fight, you will definitely not be his opponent." ”

Murong Xue turned her head to look at her and snorted.

Two tones.

Luo Xing was unmoved, and said calmly: "I know more about the prince, but I just said what he didn't say." ”

The wind was slightly startled, and he hurriedly turned his head over, and moved away from the carriage with the fire cloud horse.

Murong Xue sensed Feng Qi's move, raised her eyebrows, but did not pursue it, and continued to ask, "What about you?" ”

Luo Xing said: "I'm a fast catcher, and I don't have much interest in the avenue. ”

Murong Xue said: "I'm asking what you think, who is stronger?" ”

Luo Xing's expression was still calm, and he said: "I know each other as a young man, so I naturally believe in the second son. ”

Murong Xue frowned slightly and didn't ask any more.

She didn't believe that Feng Yang could cross a great realm to defeat her, but she also didn't believe that the Daoming Guan Guan Master would take a young man with mediocre talent as an apprentice.

If it is not shocking, how can it be in its blue eyes?

Thinking about it this way, she also has a little impression of Feng Yang.

Knowledgeable, suave and courteous...... Now add an amazing talent.

The generation of the Feng family, how can they do their best?

No wonder my father was worried about the Feng family.

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Soon after the journey, they arrived at Beixiang City, and Feng Qi and the others found an ordinary inn to prepare for rest.

Huoyun Ju is okay, not to mention that at the current speed, even if it is twice as fast, he can go directly from Yanyun to Wuyang.

But not all the horses in the convoy are fire cloud horses, and if you walk too much, you will inevitably die of exhaustion.

The wind lifted the fire cloud horse and left the place.

There are also Luo Xing and Murong Xue together, Feng Qi and Murong Xue are going to Xiaoyao Pavilion, over the years, the Lingyun list has been changed after the Dao Meeting, and now the Dao Club has not opened but the list has been changed in a hurry, they want to know why...... As for Luo Xing, Feng Qi couldn't guess what she was for.

This woman is always unpredictable.

The Xiaoyao Pavilion in Beixiangcheng is not difficult to find, although it is still in the remote alleys of Dongcheng District, but with its fame, it is easy to distinguish it from the rest of the ordinary shops.

Feng Qi pushed open the two wooden doors that were hidden, looked at the two peach trees in the yard and raised his eyebrows.

"Changed style?" He chuckled.

Murong Xue replied on the side: "I came here once when I passed by Beixiang, and I haven't changed it yet. ”

Feng Qi is a little confused, according to the records, the style of Xiaoyao Pavilion has never changed since its establishment.

"There's nothing strange about it, the coocypress is too heavy, and the peach trees are brighter." Someone next to him suddenly spoke, "Shizi, I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

Feng Qi turned his head and found a middle-aged man who was a little unruly.

He wore his hair scattered, a white-washed robe with patches everywhere, and a book with a blue cover tucked under his arm, and the word Daoyuan could be faintly seen.

Feng Qi asked, "May I ask who you are?" ”

The middle-aged man said: "The second-class pen of Xiaoyao Pavilion is the water. ”

There are three types of ranks, writing, splashing ink, and storytelling.

Writing is divided into three grades, splashing ink is divided into two grades, and there is only one storyteller.

Although the second-class writer does not read through the Taoist collection, the knowledge contained in his chest is definitely more than that of most people in the world, and if he knows the secret, it is within the top one percent.

Xiaoyao Pavilion is maintained by secrets.

"Looks like it's another secret." Feng Qi said sarcastically: "I just don't know what the price of this secret is?" ”

Shui Dongliu did not deny the statement of Feng Qi, but said: "There is always a price, it just depends on how much the prince has a desire for knowledge about it." ”

Feng Qi said: "I'm not interested in this matter, but it is said that the ...... likes peach blossoms"

Shui Dongliu interrupted him, "It's about the old emperor, it's better for the prince to be respectful." ”

Feng Qi thought that Xiaoyao Pavilion was the first loyal dog organization under the God Dynasty, but he didn't expect it to be true.

Shui Dongliu said: "The prince is here, but he wants to ask about the Bohai Sea? ”

Feng Qi said, "Father told you? ”

Shui Dongliu said: "No. ”

Feng Qi frowned.

"The storyteller himself gave me an edict, let me pass on a message to you."

Shui Dongliu came to the wind and got up, and said in a low voice: "All the flowers are returned to the East China Sea." ”

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