The next day, Zhao Ping'an left the medicine garden.

After Da Niu became the elder brother of the medicine garden, Zhao Ping'an's entry and exit from the medicine garden became smoother, and almost no one else noticed his whereabouts.

This is the second time Zhao Ping'an has left the Sword Sect.

The first time was when the Sword Sect and the Frost Moon Gate clashed, and Sun Fatzi was drawn to the task of escorting supplies.

This time, Zhao Ping'an used secret techniques to change his appearance and breath, and went down the mountain without most of the sect disciples being aware of it.

Strictly speaking, these two times are not Zhao Ping'an's official departure.

For example, some of the formal disciples in the Sword Sect who have reached a certain level of cultivation will choose to officially go down the mountain to sharpen their minds, or some sect elders choose to officially go out of the mountain to cultivate the immortal world after endless years of retreat.

Zhao Ping'an left the mountain privately, just to obtain the foundation building pill, in order to be able to break through to the foundation building period smoothly.

He was going to Juxian City to participate in the auction held by the Yun family.

……

Juxian City is a hundred miles away from the Sword Sect.

Zhao Ping'an drove a flying carpet, and it only took half a day to come outside Juxian City.

This flying carpet was the trophy he obtained after killing Sun Fatzi, because it was a rare flying magic weapon, so Zhao Ping'an did not sell it, but kept it on his body.

"It's a good flying carpet, but it's still a little slower."

"If I can successfully build the foundation and become a monk in the foundation building realm, I will be able to control more flying swords, and I will be able to resist the sword when the time comes, I'm afraid it won't take an hour or two to reach here early."

Looking at a large city slowly emerging on the horizon ahead, Zhao Ping'an whispered to himself.

When he came to the area only a few miles away from Juxian City, Zhao Ping'an put away the flying carpet and walked forward on foot.

After paying three spirit stones to the city gate guards, Zhao Ping'an successfully entered Juxian City.

Juxian City covers a vast area, the streets are full of traffic, people come and go lively, and it is more prosperous than the Fang Market at the foot of Jianzong Mountain.

At this moment, Zhao Ping'an disguised himself as a rugged-looking strong man, exuding a fierce aura from top to bottom, standing there casually, like a fierce beast, so that ordinary people did not dare to approach easily.

The reason why he dressed up like such a fierce and vicious appearance naturally had a unique intention.

"This Juxian City is lively."

"Even if you walk around, there are all kinds of shops, and there are a lot of monks around."

Zhao Ping'an walked and stopped, feeling the lively and noisy atmosphere of Juxian City.

It is completely different from the relatively quiet life of the sect, where ordinary people and monks can live in harmony; Some people are selling steamed buns and roasted wheat along the street, and some people are showing their swords for a performance, everything seems so harmonious.

"Get out of here, get out of the way...... Master"

But soon, the harmony was broken by a harsh voice.

In the distance, there was a deafening sound of iron hooves, and some people screamed and fled in all directions, and the smoke and dust rolled up like dragons.

Zhao Ping'an followed the prestige, and saw a young man in brocade riding a horse, beating the crowd in front of him with a horse whip, laughing arrogantly and very arrogantly.

Behind him, followed by a dozen guards in heavy armor, each exuding a murderous aura, following the brocade-clothed young man through the noisy streets.

Someone couldn't dodge, and only had time to let out a scream, and was kicked by the strong and powerful horse's legs, and vomited blood and flew out.

"Who is this?"

"Dare to gallop in Juxian City?"

"Isn't there anyone in charge?"

Around, some people were indignant.

"Shhh

"That's the son of the city lord of Juxian, who is used to flying in the city, and whoever dares to disobey him is looking for death."

"Last month, several monks angered him and were beaten to death in the street."

Someone covered the mouth of his companion and reminded in a deep voice.

Zhao Ping'an had a keen sense of hearing and noticed their conversation for the first time.

"I didn't expect to see such a scene in this Juxian City."

"The prosperous city on the surface also has an unknown side behind the scenes."

Zhao Ping'an shook his head secretly.

Although he has some sense of justice, he will not rush to the point of being reckless because he is not used to a person's style of acting, so he takes the initiative to provoke such a powerful and powerful son.

Zhao Ping'an wants to develop steadily in this life, but he doesn't have the leisure to be a bad person.

"Save my child."

"Save her......"

In the midst of the chaos of the crowd, a woman fell to the ground, and the girl who was originally holding her arms accidentally rolled to the ground, only a few feet away from the cold and merciless iron hooves.

The brocade-clothed young man who rode the horse noticed the girl who was crying, but instead of pulling the reins in time, he showed excitement on his face and shouted: "If you dare to stand in the way of my son, let my blood spirit horse trample you to death." ”

As he spoke, he rode the tall and sturdy spirit horse and rushed towards the girl.

The iron hooves of the spirit horse are trampled at will, even a monk with cultivation cannot bear it, and if this weak girl is stepped on, she will definitely be reduced to pieces on the spot.

"This girl is finished."

Some monks originally had a glint in their eyes and had the intention of coming to the rescue, but when they saw the heavy-armored guards who were following the young man in brocade, they could only sigh softly in the end, and their hearts were more than enough.

Zhao Ping'an's brows furrowed slightly, and when he was hesitating whether to make a move, he suddenly saw a rune light that lit up from mid-air.

The light of the runes turned into a crystal shield, and it was extremely thick in front of the girl.

Bang!

At the same time, the tall blood spirit pony slammed into the crystal shield and let out a piercing hiss, sending its massive body backwards in a series of shocks.

Caught off guard, the young man in brocade was unstable, and he fell directly from the horse's back and fell to the sky!

"That's ......"

Zhao Ping'an looked at it, with a hint of surprise on his face, and muttered, "How could she appear here?" ”

Under everyone's attention, the crystal shield slowly dissipated, and a pretty and moving shadow appeared in front of the girl.

This is a gentle and graceful woman.

Her hair is black and soft, her skin is white and delicate, her figure is slender and moving, and she has a very gentle and graceful temperament.

"You're alright."

Lu Ningran gently pulled the girl up, patted the dust off her body, and said softly.

The girl was stunned, looked at the fairy-like figure in front of her, and forgot to cry for a while.

"Thank you."

At this time, the girl's mother rushed over and said excitedly to the landing.

"You're welcome, take her away."

Lu Ningran smiled slightly and said softly.

In this way, the girl was quickly taken away by her mother, for fear that if she stayed any longer, there would be an accident.

"Damn it!"

"How dare you run into Young Master Ben?"

At this time, the young man in brocade clothes, with the support of the guards, finally got up slowly.

He covered his blood-soaked forehead and stared at Lu Ningran with a vicious gaze, his eyes full of cold killing intent.

Lu Ningran glanced at him, but shook his head, and immediately turned around and prepared to leave directly.

"Surround her for me."

"Young Master Ben is going to arrest her and ask her for the crime!"

The brocade-clothed youth was willing to give up and gave orders to the heavily armored guards.

As soon as he gave an order, more than a dozen guards in heavy armor surrounded Lu Ningran for the first time.

"Senior Sister Lu is a second-order talisman master."

"And it doesn't seem that cultivation is simple, she should be able to deal with it alone."

Zhao Ping'an didn't step forward to help, but decided to take a look at the situation.

Lu Ningran is quite mysterious in the sect, and her Fu Qi attainments are even more arrogant than her peers, and a dozen or so heavy-armored guards should be difficult for her.