The blood moon appeared in the daytime, the Buddhism was dead, and Tianxue appeared in Guangling, everything and everything pointed to the Zen realm of suffering. The Ling Dynasty was defeated, and only three princes were left on the border, and it was difficult for a few people to follow. All the forces in the world, whether it is a martial arts sect or not, are dividing a new cake, but the door of the Qianchao Dynasty into the hinterland of the Central Plains is locked. No matter which side or which big force it is, they all say that their own forces will not allow them to cross the border, as if they have discussed it, and they will keep the Qianchao out and die of it. After all, there are no great achievements, Confucianism and Taoism are still the hegemons of the world, and in the era when Ye Weiyang was born to dominate the rivers and lakes, no one looked down on the defeated dynasty of the Qianchao, let alone wanted to add a force to divide the interests at a good time, and it was still pressed on his head. After all, a sword sect directly stopped itself outside the hinterland of the Central Plains, and the Qianchao did not dare to act rashly, all the top swordsmen were not as good as Ye Weiyang's sword, even if their own forces poured out, they were afraid that they could only block one sword.

At the same time, the news of Heavenly Learning in the Bitter Destruction Zen Realm made the Qianchao ecstatic. The Bitter Annihilation Zen Realm, which was originally incompatible with the forces of the world, risked the world's disapproval, forcibly abducted the people, designed the Heart Sword Pavilion, and joined forces with the Spirit Dynasty to create the 'mad demon incident'. Caught up with the mysterious Extraterrestrial Martial Arts and fell into the hands of the Bitter Annihilation Zen Realm, even if it was fake, the Qianchao decided to make this matter true! Only in this way can the eyes of the world be gathered on Guangling Dao as much as possible, and he can take advantage of the situation again. After all, in addition to some top forces, many other small sects have defected to the new dynasty, after all, there has been no dynasty in the Central Plains, but the time is too short and unrealistic. Not to mention the more, for example, what the Tongtian Sword Domain does is generally the same, and at least there must be some officials who judge the case to govern the people, otherwise it will definitely be chaotic.

Coupled with the continuous and secret propaganda and instigation of the Qianchao, many forces have also slowly calmed down from the matter of dividing up the world, after all, this is only for a while, and if you take more, you may not be able to eat it, but the most important thing is to eat it steadily and digest it. It is necessary to know that pythons eat prey, and they need to spit out and escape when they encounter danger. If you take too many benefits, it will make people blush, it is really unwise! The existence and dissemination of Tianxue is even more popular, so that everyone's eyes are gathered in Guangling.

And now the two religions of Confucianism and Taoism, which have their hands free, have finally made a move.

Taixuguan, the top force of Hexi Dao, is also one of the five realms, proficient in swordsmanship, sword formation, minor talismans, and now the elite disciples are all in full array, which is completely different from the quiet and inaction in the past, but is ready to go, and the magic sword is sharp in the sheath.

An elderly middle-aged Taoist priest twisted his long beard: "The road to the north to punish the Buddha is long and bumpy, but my disciples should obey the mandate of heaven and exterminate the demon monks." In the Daomen, I am too humble to be the leader, and this battle is the time to lay the foundation. All the Ways of Life...... Fight!"

The words were closed, and thousands of Dao Sheng's magic swords were unsheathed in the square, and the talisman was sandwiched between the two fingers, and the inexplicable magnificent colors slowly sank.

..................

"Take it!"

Faster, it was the sword shadow, a sword light flowed, the person didn't even raise his hand, Zhen Yuan held the long sword and killed the person's name. And this man groped on the corpse, and got a book that had just been rubbed, and the threads on it had not had time to sew, and he would definitely smell the ink if he smelled it carefully.

"Scroll of the Earth?Mission Accomplished......"

The wind is loud, this word is really suitable to describe Guangling Road. However, not all of them are ordinary people, but more of them are those martial artists with the so-called Heavenly Sect and the monks who are suffering and destroying the Zen realm. As long as the warriors gathered in Guangling Dao basically agreed that the Heavenly Scholars were spread out from the Bitter Annihilation Zen Realm, but the ordinary little monks did not have such a secret book, either in the hands of some loose cultivators, or in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the Bitter Annihilation Zen Realm. The Hidden Scripture Pavilion can't go for the time being, so these loose cultivators with heavy treasures have become the best prey.

Changfeng dart bureau, leaving a Ming God ancestor sitting in town, called the wind long song, its young dart into the world, but where the dart must be planted with thirteen snow-white long wind flags. The dart has been held for 80 years, without any misses, and the people of the rivers and lakes gave it the nickname 'White Flag Thirteen Winds'. Now, when Feng Changge's eldest son took over the dart game for thirty years, the entire Changfeng dart game seems a little deserted. It's not that this eldest son can't do it now, but he is in Guangling, Qianyuan, and the intersection of mountains and rivers, which is already chaotic, and there are not many merchants and warriors coming, so this business is naturally not good.

In the backyard where the dart game is not small, a woman is smoking a soft whip, while a man is wielding a long sword, and several dart masters are also practicing weapons on the side, but it is still difficult to hide the deserted situation.

Feng Youwei held the teacup, took a sip of tea, and then sighed: "Hey...... It's not easy...... Do you want to move the dart game to Qianyuan Road......" After saying that, he took a sip again, but as soon as the tea roared, there was a feeling of nothingness and coldness that spread throughout the dart game.

The wind has the ability to resist qi well, and the hand holding the teacup suddenly stopped, and the scorching true yuan like a beacon fire in the body burst out, which seemed to warn the little ones not to disturb.

"Wind dart head, long known name!"

A sound suddenly appeared in Feng Youwei's bedroom, and when Feng Youwei turned around, he saw a figure in a black robe and gold rim with his back to him. He put down the teacup lightly, clenched his fists slightly, but his eyes did not leave his figure and asked, "Your Excellency is so light, you don't know what to do with me?"

"Buy, sell!"

"Buying and selling?"

The man still had his back to him, but his right hand was raised, and a small box was shoulder-high and said, "Buy, sell!"

"Where?"

"Suffering destroys the Zen realm. ”

Feng Youwei felt that things were not simple at this time, such as today's form and eyes are focused on the Zen Realm of Suffering, and his Changfeng Dart Bureau does not have the ability to send anything there safely.

"I'm afraid I can't catch this dart. You can find someone else......"

"Hey......" vetoed, shook his head: "This is a bad statement, the dart game in the rivers and lakes of the Changfeng Dart Bureau can also be regarded as Taishan Beidou, isn't it so close that the distance can't be sent?The price is negotiable, 10,000 taels ......" Feeling that Feng Youwei's breath was slightly biased, he immediately answered: "...... Gold!"

"This ...... Okay!" Feng Youwei gritted his teeth, he thought that nothing important was worth 10,000 taels of gold, and if he let himself make a move, this 10,000 taels of gold would be enough! At such a good time when the Spirit Dynasty had just been defeated, hard currencies such as gold and silver should not be too useful.

"Delivered after three days, not more than three days, not less than three days. After that, the box was put on the ground, and a silver ticket fell on the box: "This is a silver ticket of five thousand taels of gold, which can be exchanged for the Qianwang Dynasty, so ...... Three days later, when it is triggered on time. I will hand over another five thousand taels of gold. ”

Every place is different, but the Changfeng Dart Bureau is like this, only asking where to go, when to go, and how much to pay. Money is in place, time and personnel are not a problem.

Feng Youwei knew that this matter might be a little tricky, but the golden taels were a lifesaver for some urgent dart games, and it was naturally impossible to resist.

"This is natural, I will personally set off to escort the dart in two days, and promise to hand over this dart to the Suffering Extinction Zen Realm on the third day. ”

There was no trace of it, leaving only an afterimage beside the bed.

"What a clever ......" couldn't see any light skills, Feng Youwei had to directly put away the silver ticket, picked up the box and went to the hall, and called out the apprentices and dart masters.

And Bu Qianhuai, who had already left the city, took a slight sip of the wine that had just been beaten, and his face was a little expectant: "The stone carved version of the earth, Ning, spirit, and god four volumes of armor and martial scriptures are enough to make the Bitter Annihilation Zen Realm stained with turmoil......! Scapegoat...... Hahaha~"