Back to the bamboo hut, Xiao Cong walked to the table, carefully pulled out the chair, sat down gently, there was a worn-out but clean candlestick on the table, he took out the fire fold from his sleeve, and lit half of the candle, the candle flame slowly became larger, and the room slowly became brighter, the orange candle flame flickered, giving this quiet hut some warmth.

He leaned his back on the back of the chair, closed his eyes, and breathed a long sigh of relief, suddenly feeling that he had not enjoyed such silence for a long time, he thought to himself, feeling that there were some flavors that once belonged to Tiandaoxuan, the familiar color tone, the familiar breath, let him sink in it, quietly aftertaste.

But the aftertaste was only for a moment, because he knew that he still had something to do, and being familiar with the Xuanzhen Realm royal family was the purpose of his coming here.

There were three stacks of books neatly placed on the table, Xiao Cong picked up the first volume, and looked at it carefully, time flowed quietly through his fingertips that kept flipping through the scrolls, Steward Qin thought thoughtfully, and put all the information of the young leaders of the royal family and other major families here, Xiao Cong was moved by it for a while, he had long had a strong interest in the barbarian family, but he didn't expect to step on the iron shoes and find nowhere to go, and it didn't take any effort to get there.

By flipping through the scrolls, he learned that the third prince of the Xuanzhen Imperial Family was a martial cultivator, gifted and intelligent, who had shown extraordinary combat power since he was a child, and was personally taught by the Xuanzhen Emperor, and was the most beloved heir of the Xuanzhen Emperor in addition to the nine princesses.

But this guy's talent and intelligence are only manifested in his understanding of the Fa, and his ability to deal with people is extremely poor, so according to outside rumors, this person can only be a general and cannot become a handsome talent, let alone an emperor.

Speaking of which, the Xuanzhen realm is a very peculiar area of political decentralization, although the Xuanzhen royal family is called the royal family, but they only play the role of law enforcers and regulators in the Xuanzhen realm, the real adjudicators and commanders are the royal heirs who came out of the Xuanzhen royal family, they are proficient in people's hearts and laws, and are accustomed to intrigue and deceit, so they can handle the daily busy official affairs and skillfully (unscrupulously) solve some problems, and the civil can govern the country, and the military can determine the state, which is especially prominent in the entire Xuanzhen world.

"It seems that these three princes are really a puppet. ”

Xiao Cong put down the scroll, closed his eyes, and muttered softly.

Emperor Xuanzhen is only in his fifties now, although it is rumored that he has a deep cultivation and few opponents in the Xuanzhen world, but in terms of age, he is not necessarily very powerful, but those old monsters dormant in the royal family are the only ones that the royal family relies on.

Xiao Cong picked up the scroll again, read it carefully, and thought about it while reading, and unconsciously twisted a pimple on his brows, because he read that the three princes were not only a horseman, but also a desperate San Lang, a master who hit the south wall and did not look back until he reached his goal, and the reason why he grew so fast was not only because of the resources and self-potential of the royal family, but also because of his experience in a hundred battles - almost every battle climbed back from the edge of death.

I have to say that this guy is indeed a praying mantis, and for this, the Xuanzhen royal family almost doesn't care about it except for healing it.

Xiao Cong put down the scroll, rubbed his swollen forehead, and let out a wry smile,

"Alas, this guy's spirit is worth learning, you can't extinguish it, you can't lose it, you can't let me set up a formation to seal it......"

"Hey, it's sealed. ”

He laughed, then picked up another scroll and began to read it again.

This is not a joke, for the Qunying Society, since he promised his father, it is inevitable for him to win, and for people like the third prince, he is not afraid of offending, firstly, he has the dual support of the Xiao family and Tiandaoxuan, and secondly, people like the third prince, the strong strength is actually easier to convince them, and such people have natural self-righteousness and excessive self-strictness, they will definitely count all the faults on their heads.

Throughout the night, Xiao Cong finished reading all the books that Steward Qin put here, and also had a preliminary understanding of the ten great families of the wilderness, except for the Nangong family, the young leaders of other families basically did not pose any threat to him, of course, this is under the premise that the records of the books are true.

The Nangong family has been closed for many years, and the legend has long been extinguished, so there are very few records of the Nangong family in the existing historical materials, but Xiao Cong vaguely remembered that the master had mentioned this, and he didn't remember the original words, but to the effect that the Nangong family still has an incense inheritance, and as for the other things involved, he really doesn't remember.

Judging from the current historical data, the Nangong family is a rich and powerful family, he has been brilliant for a lifetime, and he has been unbeatable, almost every thousand years will give birth to a genius, it is difficult to have an opponent in the same monks, none of them died early in 90,000 years, all of them are dying, even if it is the Xuanzhen royal family at that time, they must avoid its edge, but at its peak, they chose to retreat bravely and disappeared, thinking about Leng Yikong's words in the Yanshi Mansion before, it seems that there is something unknown in it.

Over the years, the major families have continuously dispatched elites to find the whereabouts of the Nangong family, but they have all returned in vain, and over time, they have gradually lost interest in the Nangong family, and naturally there is little news about the Nangong family.

The candle flame trembled lightly, the sandalwood curled, and the hut was quiet and quiet, filled with a warm color, Xiao Cong put down the scroll in his hand and rubbed his swollen forehead again,

"In less than half an hour, it's dawn, and it's time to go out for morning class. ”

There is a tall wooden pavilion in the center of the post station, which is used for playing more, and there are no mountains around it, so this pavilion has become Xiao Cong's best choice.

He sat cross-legged on the top of the pavilion, slowly closing his eyes, the summer breeze blowing across his cheeks, ruffling the long hair of his sideburns, making him feel more comfortable, he exhaled comfortably, and then slowly fell into a meditative state.

Time is like the murmuring spring water is still flowing silently, when the first and most brilliant sunlight in the morning is just about to shoot to the earth, Xiao Cong, who was sitting on the top of the pavilion, opened his eyes at this moment, yin and yang had a brief chaos, and a touch of purple flashed in his eyes, and then, he stood up, stretched out his arms and stretched out a big lazy waist, jumped up, turned over and stepped off the stage, and when he returned to the ground in the next moment, he smiled with satisfaction and said to himself:

"Good health is really good. ”

In the next two months, Xiao Cong didn't do anything else, he spent all his thoughts on how to quickly set up the formation, racked his brains, tried hard, tried and failed, failed again and again, and even forgot to sleep and eat, and finally made himself embarrassed like a beggar, and finally made a hair. During this period, he did succeed once or twice, but compared to the hundreds of times he experimented, it was really a small thing, not worth mentioning, tomorrow the Heroes will begin, although time waits for no one, but he thinks that at this time he should tidy himself up, recuperate, take a shower, eat a good meal, sleep well, and finally welcome the arrival of the Heroes in the best condition.