Counting the time, since the Qian Sanfeng Poetry Meeting, he has never gone down the mountain again, and at this time, looking at the pedestrians on the official road, Ye Qingxuan also felt that he had a feeling of re-entering the mortal world.

A group of five Taoist priests, dressed in Taoist robes and holding dust, are quite eye-catching, and they are attracted to the flow of people on the official road, and they cast curious glances at them from time to time.

Ye Qingxuan found that most of the people on this official road today are martial arts people in fresh clothes and angry horses, hanging swords and swords, but there are a lot fewer ordinary businessmen and ordinary people.

Thinking that it was the reason why the date of the Little Spirit Realm meeting was approaching, Ye Qingxuan looked at his junior disciples and disciples, and then looked at those martial arts people above the official road, and nodded with some satisfaction in his heart.

Now this battle, compared to the two times he went down the mountain before, it is really much better, and a few people walked for a while, and Xiangyang City came into view.

Xu was ordered by the superiors, and the soldiers who checked at the gate seemed to be much stricter, so naturally a long stream of people lined up at the city gate.

When Ye Qingxuan and the others arrived, the queue in front of them was already more than a dozen zhang long, and most of these people waiting in line to enter the city were martial arts people.

But fortunately, in the end, these martial arts people are here to participate in the conference, not to make trouble, and they can finally restrain their temper, otherwise they will not be able to stage a drama of officers and soldiers catching robbers at the gate of Xiangyang City!

After waiting for a long time, just when Fang Shouxin and Shi Xingyu were a little impatient, a loud voice with a voice of surprise came over, "But Daoist Qingxuan is in front of you!

When Ye Qingxuan heard this, he smiled slightly, then turned his head indifferently and looked at the person who came, only to see that the person who came was wearing a helmet and armor, a war knife in his waist, and a spear in his hand, which seemed to be quite heroic.

Before Ye Qingxuan could answer, the person who came said again, "Shangguan has already instructed that if the Dao Leader comes, he will not need to be inspected, and he can enter the city directly!"

"It's pretty much the same!" Yuan Zhen on the side heard this, knowing that it was his brother who greeted him, and he was a little impatient after waiting for a long time, and when he heard this, he inevitably muttered a sentence in his mouth.

The soldier on the side heard Yuan Zhen's words, and an embarrassed look inevitably appeared on his face, and then immediately overtook this Yuan Zhen and bowed slightly, "Please forgive me, second master!"

Yuan Zhen waved his hand when he pretended to be indifferent, Ye Qingxuan saw this, glanced at Yuan Zhen lightly, and didn't speak, but Yuan Zhen was so frightened that his neck immediately shrank, which was quite funny.

"It turned out to be a shrunken turtle with a dog's strength! No wonder, I hate it, master!" Originally, this was a very small thing, but the people in the rivers and lakes had a hot personality, and seeing that Ye Qingxuan and the others had special treatment, naturally some people were not angry, so they immediately made sarcasm!

"Oh?" Ye Qingxuan turned his head when he heard this, he didn't like it in his heart, his own disciples have their own lessons, and when will it be the turn of others to put their beaks?

I saw that Ye Qingxuan's voice had just fallen and he didn't make any moves, and he saw a dazzling sword suddenly lit up, and then the martial arts person who spoke didn't even have time to react, so he felt a chill on his head and face, and when the sword light disappeared, he subconsciously reached out and touched it, only to feel that his hand was empty, and he suddenly stood on the spot!

But a moment later, an angry roar rang out from the man's mouth, "Where did you come from, the madman, and the grandfather's hair and eyebrows!"

This person roared angrily in his mouth, and with a "hurry", he pulled out the big knife hanging in his waist, and was about to slash at Ye Qingxuan with a knife, and the partners who were traveling with him, seeing that their own people were being bullied, also pulled out their blades, and they were about to step forward to help.

However, another bright and astonishing sword light flashed, and everyone only felt a pain in their wrists, followed by the sound of clanging blades falling to the ground, and the guy who took the lead in stirring up trouble only felt a cold edge in his throat approaching him.

Subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and the cold sweat on his forehead suddenly poured down like a waterfall, and it was only at this time that he saw clearly that it was a young boy who made a move.

I saw a handsome face born by this kid, with a faint expression on his face, and a pair of eyes as if he didn't have the slightest emotion, which made people panic.

This kid is wearing a strange pale cyan robe, the system is different from the general robe, but when he wears this kid's body, it looks like he is chic and natural, and has his own charm.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!Qingyuan!" Seeing this, Ye Qingxuan's expression on his face remained unchanged, and he brushed the dust in his hand, and then said slowly, "Please forgive me, but this junior brother of Poor Dao is a little reckless!"

Ye Qingxuan's words were said lightly, and there was no sincerity in sight, and it was just perfunctory for a clear-eyed person.

However, as Ye Qingxuan spoke, the little Taoist priest of Qingyuan was quite obedient, the long sword was returned to the sheath, and he pinched a meridian trick, which also made a mockery towards this person, and then returned to Ye Qingxuan's back without saying a word.

"Don't dare, don't dare!" This person tasted the power at this time, and suddenly felt a little weak in his heart, that kid just had neat hands and feet, and his martial arts were simply high, and he definitely couldn't afford to provoke a few of them, so this person was also a bachelor, even if he was soft and admitted!

"In this way, there is a general, Lao!" Ye Qingxuan saw that Qingyuan was short and also protected, and the man was soft, so he made a mockery to the soldier again, and said indifferently.

When the soldier heard this, he glanced at the troublemaker with some contempt, and then stretched out his hand, said the word "please" in his mouth, and then led a group of Taoist priests to the city gate!

Qingyuan saw that Ye Qingxuan's expression was a little displeased, and he was acting for his senior brother, but this little Taoist was not a brutal person in the end, he just used the thirteen sword paths of the Divine Gate to hit the Shenmen acupoints of these people with the spine of the sword.

At this time, the strength passed, these people moved their wrists, which were still a little painful, and picked up the blade with their hands, and then asked the martial arts people on the side with some fear in their mouths: "Everyone, please, the next few people are disciples of Lingyang Wuerdaomen, but they really don't know when they first arrive, what is the number of those sons, please give me advice!"

This person's words seemed to be humble, but even a three-year-old child could hear it, and there was still disbelief in this person's tone, so someone on the side immediately laughed and said, "What? You kid really don't know whether to live or die? Can't you see that the little Taoist just now is really a congenital master?"

And the Qingyuan Daoist is already merciful, do you still want to get entangled in revenge?"

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"Those few people are the people in the Yuxu Palace who have been in the limelight in Jingzhou recently? What about the congenital beings? It's not that I don't have two knife gates!" This young man was cut by Qingyuan in front of everyone, and naturally he had a grudge in his heart, and then glanced at the back of the five Taoist priests leaving with hatred, and his eyes were cold.

Those fellow disciples who came here with him also had a general mind in their hearts, looking at the figures of several Taoist priests with hatred in their hearts.