Chapter 105: Stinky Senior Brother, I Like Slim Ones
Xuancheng is thousands of miles away from the capital, and the powerhouses of the Soul Transformation Realm can fly to it in five hours, and those in the Xiuyuan Realm may only need one hour.
As for the immortal characters who have entered the god-level realm of Shinto and Shenmen, I am afraid that it will only take a moment.
Qin Feng is not an immortal, nor is he a great power in the Soul Transformation Realm Cultivation Yuan Realm, so he still honestly rode to the capital in a carriage.
Zhao Si left ahead of schedule, and there was something important that needed to return to the palace in advance.
Qin Feng didn't care, anyway, there was nowhere to go at the moment, so it was good to go to the capital for a long time.
I have long heard the senior brothers in the Taoist temple say that the capital has the largest Taoist sect in the Dawu Dynasty, and it is also the most powerful Taoist sect.
There were tens of thousands of peripheral disciples alone, and there were thousands of formal disciples holding the Dao of the Great Martial Dynasty. When Qin Feng heard about this at that time, he was very envious in his heart.
After all, at that time, Qiyunguan was withering day by day, and the number of people was getting smaller and smaller, thinking that if he really went down the mountain, he was embarrassed to say that he was a Taoist priest of Qiyunguan.
But if you are a disciple of the First Dao Sect of Great Martial Arts Ying Heavenly Palace, it will be different. went out to walk the rivers and lakes, but I was afraid that I couldn't wait to write the three words Yingtiangong on my face.
Not to mention that Ying Tiangong played a vital role in the early days of the establishment of the Dawu Dynasty, that is, he has more than 10,000 brothers and sisters, so it is also very popular, right?
However, later the senior brothers said that the Ying Heavenly Palace and their Qiyunguan were actually of the same origin. The founding patriarch of Yingtian Palace went out from Qiyunguan and was one of the disciples of the founder of Qiyunguan.
And because after the founding patriarch of Yingtian Palace left Qiyunguan, the ancestor of Qiyunguan accepted the second generation of Guanzhu as a disciple.
In this way, even if they were of the same age, the disciples of Qi Yunguan were two generations older than Ying Tiangong.
After Qin Feng heard this, his heart was a little balanced.
Although there are few people in Qi Yunguan, when he goes out and meets someone from Yingtian Palace, he has to call himself Uncle Zu when he goes out. The freshman has to call himself uncle, isn't that happy?
Thinking of this, Qin Feng suddenly had some expectations.
Coupled with the periphery, Ying Tiangong has nearly 20,000 disciples. Even if the capital is big enough, you can meet dozens of them when you walk on the street, right?
When the time comes, you only need to go to the street by yourself, and there will be a bunch of disciples of Yingtian Palace behind you who will call Uncle Ancestor or Uncle Shi.
Think about it.
I don't know if Zhao Si's kid will make arrangements after he goes back to the capital first, and then let the big and small prisons and deacons of Yingtian Palace come to the city gate to greet him?
There should be, Zhao Si's kid is very good at doing things.
But it's too early to think about this, I've been walking for more than ten days, and I'm still about a thousand miles away from the capital.
On this day, the carriage drove into Zhongzhou City, and let the horseman Lao Chen find a good inn and then stopped temporarily.
The inn is really good, and the people who come in and out are wearing brocade clothes, and they are basically outsiders.
There was no more private room, so Qin Feng and Xiao Yangxi sat in the lobby, drinking tea and waiting for the food to be served. Qin Feng casually looked around, and found that many people were people from the rivers and lakes with swords and knives, all of them were extraordinary, at least when they drank wine, they were like cattle drinking water.
But among these people, there are three people who are different.
Although they both wear swords, these two men and one woman do not have the breath that Jianghu people should have. It's more like the children of the nobility of the family, and most of them come out to play.
It's just that one of the men has a calm breath, and he is a martial artist in the early stage of the Chengtian Realm.
A few years older than Qin Feng, he is really extraordinary.
This kind of child of a family is definitely more noble than Wang Jinyi.
However, Qin Feng didn't pay too much attention, but instead focused more on the woman.
The woman held the teacup in one hand, and wisps of white gas rose and spread out near her delicate face. The sunlight outside the window sprinkled on her body, making the woman's white neck more crystal clear.
is different from the girlish feeling of Liu Yuanshuang and Lin Duyu, the woman in front of her is more gentle and elegant. It is tranquil but does not lack that coldness, with an intellectual beauty that does not match the age, and between the green and jade fingers, there is a trace of literary and ink atmosphere.
With just a glance, Qin Feng knew that the woman was from an extraordinary background.
Xiao Yangxi on the side had long noticed that his senior brother looked at the woman differently, and then Xiao Yangxi took another look at the woman's figure and found that she was slender again, Xiao Yangxi couldn't help but sigh.
"Stinky brother, I just like to be slim. Xiao Yangxi muttered in a low voice.
But after the dish came up, Xiao Yangxi swept away his unhappiness and ate it in a big gulp.
Qin Feng was eating food without a match, and when he was drinking tea, he glanced at the woman with his spare eyes. The action is stealthy and absolutely impossible for anyone to detect.
Gradually, there were more people in the lobby.
The big guy began to talk about things on the rivers and lakes.
Some people say that there is a divine light rushing to the sky near the Nanli Dynasty, and the divine light does not disperse for three days, and there must be a peerless treasure born. For this reason, the dynastic army stationed on the border of southern Xinjiang fought with the Nanli Dynasty to compete for treasures.
Some people say that on the top of the snow-capped mountains in the northwest, there are hermit masters who appear, swallowing clouds and spitting fog, as if they want to soar the clouds and drive the fog into a fairy.
And the most talked about is the big battle between Yu Yilong, the first person in the rivers and lakes today, and Fang Yingjiao, a latecomer.
Yu Yilong has been in charge of the rivers and lakes for nearly a long time, and has been challenged countless times, almost never refusing to come. But in sixty years, no one has been able to defeat Yu Yilong's pair of fast knives.
It is said that Yu Yilong, who is close to two hundred years old, is not the slightest bit old, a burly man, like a prime of life. The ordinary challenger was to see Yu Yilong's feet trembling, and he was defeated before he could fight.
And because of Yu Yilong's strength, no one dared to challenge him for many years.
Fang Yingjiao, who suddenly appeared this time, is a sword idiot, who has been concentrating on sword practice in the land of poor mountains and bad waters for decades, and one action is a move, and a casual move is enough to be used by ordinary sects as a move to press the bottom of the box.
The strength of the sword idiot Fang Yingjiao is extraordinary, and the sword path cultivated in the treacherous environment is even more dangerous.
Naturally, this battle has been hailed as a contemporary showdown between swords and swords. And because there are the most warriors practicing swords and swords in the rivers and lakes, this battle has been widely concerned.
"It's just a pity, Fang Yingjiao is still a little younger, and in the end he failed to defeat Yu Yilong and justify our sword practitioners. A man was gently wiping the long sword, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.
The other man beside him also sighed, "Who said it wasn't, I thought that we swordsmen didn't need to be half a head lower than those swordsmen from now on, but I didn't expect to lose." In this way, we have to keep our heads down for I don't know how many years. ”
There are obviously far more warriors practicing swords in the world than practicing swords, but because of the existence of Yu Yilong, it makes swordsmen more confident in the rivers and lakes.