Dao Ye sulked and didn't speak, riding a little donkey and drinking wine, silent all the way, and the three of them went straight to Chang'an.

The ten-mile road passed in a blink of an eye, and the three of them found an inn to stay.

Although Fu Yan didn't dig into the roots, he still scraped out most of the Dao Ye's silver, and looked at him looking like he was looking dead and tired, and his heart was a lot more comfortable.

Mu Ying, the king of Xiping, and Wu Banshan, the sword king of the Central Plains, both lived in the mansion of Chang'an City, and Fu Yan tidied up his clothes the next day, bought gifts and went to visit.

However, he went in, but there were no important characters in it, let alone seeing Zhu You.

This made Fu Yan have a faint bad feeling in his heart, could it be that something happened to Zhu You?

He didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't even visit again, and he couldn't see anyone anyway, so it was better to prepare well. In the past few days, I have followed Dao Ye everywhere to purchase some strange props, in Dao Ye's words, they are all treasures.

And the day before departure, when Dao Ye took out three realistic human skin masks, Fu Yan felt that there was Dao Ye's help on this trip, but it was a lot less trouble.

Wearing a mask, Fu Yan suddenly turned into an old Taoist priest with a goatee, and the Taoist master turned into a hunchbacked obscene old man. Looking at the mirror and turning around several times, Fu Yan finally didn't have to worry about Qinglong and the others recognizing him.

On the sixth day of the first month of July, Fu Remnant and others set off to Lishan, there were many heroes on the road, but they were all on guard, the three of them rode horses, and arrived at the northern foot of Lishan in half a day.

Looking up from afar, I saw that there is a cliff on the waist of the green mountain in front of me, nearly 100 zhang high, the rock is formed, like a first-class waterfall hanging down from the sky, there is not an inch of wood on it, and the grass does not grow.

In the middle of the cliff, a blue gate is faintly visible, majestic and majestic, magnificent, I think it is the gate of the sword mound of the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor.

No wonder no one has opened it for countless years, not to mention the thickness of the green gate, just with this cliff natural danger, I don't know how many masters to stop.

Abandon the horse, cut wood to open the way, and walked for nearly two hours before the three of them reached the bottom of the high cliff. I saw a horse and a flat river, as if I was afraid of the majesty of this imperial tomb, and there was no grass and trees.

The flat land with a radius of hundreds of zhang has already been full of people, three or two for friends, seven or eight for groups, each in their own camp, meditating here, just waiting for the dawn of tomorrow, when the purple air comes from the east.

The arrival of Fu and the three of them obviously attracted everyone's attention, but it was only a flash, and everyone closed their eyes to recuperate.

At such a moment, of course, it is not advisable to make enemies.

Fu Yan's eyes swept away, and he saw Sikong Lanyue sitting there drinking wine alone, with a very pleasant expression, as if he couldn't feel the atmosphere of slaughter here.

Fu Yan strode over, picked up his wine with Sikong Lanyue's stunned expression, poured himself a sip, and handed it to Xie Jiangtian.

Dao Ye was extremely angry, picked up his wine jug and poured two sips.

Sikong Lanyue stared at Fu Yan for a long time before slowly smiling: "Not bad." ”

Fu Yan was stunned and said, "Where's the good?"

"This disguise technique, not bad. ”

"How do you see it?" Fu Yan couldn't help but ask.

Sikong Lanyue pointed to the Wind Breaking Sword and said, "With this sword, everyone knows that you are Fu Remnant." ”

Fu Yan put away the Wind Breaking Sword, hid it in his robe, and said, "Be quiet, I have a lot of enemies recently." ”

"Of course. Sikong Lanyue smiled: "You are a famous head-killing demon!"

Fu Yan was speechless for a while, for half a month, his reputation of killing the head of the demon finally spread all over the rivers and lakes, and the so-called righteous people were eager to burn themselves alive.

It is said that in the Central Plains, there have been several demon slaying conferences, and one by one they drank and bloodied, claiming to eliminate harm for the martial arts. Under the guidance of someone with a heart, everyone knew that Fu Yan was coming to the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang, so most of them followed.

Of course, these people are not strong, but they have a fierce momentum that is not afraid of death, and they will cause a lot of trouble to themselves when they come.

Fu Yan quietly glanced around, and after making sure that there was no problem, he said slowly: "Lao Tzu has something to do wherever he goes, and he is used to it, this time I came to the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang to help you find the Night Pearl, and you have to help someone find something when the time comes!"

Sikong Lanyue hurriedly waved his hand and said: "You just blow you, who knows what ulterior evil motives you have, help me, I'll help you!"

"Yes, yes, yes, what did you say......" Fu Yan suddenly paused in the middle of his words, and slowly looked to the right with a calm face, only to see three figures almost to the extreme, and a few dodges had already come to the edge of the crowd.

The three of them stood side by side, their eyes constantly sweeping through the crowd, as if they were looking for something.

"Great Wind Hall!"

"Southern martial arts came to my Central Plains to grab treasures?"

"Be quiet, don't look for trouble! Where are there no people from Dafengtang?"

One voice after another kept coming, Sikong Lanyue raised his eyes and saw that the three of them were all wearing gray clothes, and above their left shoulders, the word "strong wind" was flying and the phoenix was dancing, and they wanted to fly.

Fu Yan looked at the man in the middle, his pupils constricted, he had seen this person before. In the first battle of the Luo family, this person followed Fu Baijing and shocked Qinglong on the spot.

This person's name is Yan Song, it is said that he is one of the best whip masters in the rivers and lakes, although he lost to Qinglong with ten moves that year, but he is undoubtedly the top powerhouse at the peak of the grandmaster.

The other two are all old men, and they don't look extraordinary, but their strong momentum and wide-eyed eyes prove that they are also masters with good skills.

In this battlefield where Methodist experts will hardly appear, these three people are a force that can turn things around.

The three of them looked at everyone, and after a long time, they were just about to sit down cross-legged, when suddenly their faces changed again, and they looked back.

I saw a full five figures appear at the end of their eyes, and after a few breaths, they had already come to everyone, and the eyes of the five people flashed, and they immediately saw Yan Song and the other three.

"Dafeng Hall Yan Song!" Qinglong snorted coldly, his big hand suddenly waved, and the innate qi surged, and an invisible palm power had already roared.

The faces of the people around changed greatly, and they quickly stood up and retreated one after another, for fear that this powerful force would affect them.

Yan Song chuckled, shook the long whip in his right hand, and suddenly stabbed out like a sword, crushing this palm force in the air.

"Commander of the Green Dragon, you can make a move when you meet, you can't help but be too anxious!"

Qinglong didn't continue to make a move, just patted his robe lightly, and said, "I can't imagine that Dafeng Tang would dare to come to join in this fun?"

Another person from the Great Wind Hall said coldly: "My Great Wind Hall disciples are all over the world, what kind of excitement can't be made? But you Black Lotus Sect, don't you stay in the Black Lotus Demon Mountain and come to the Central Plains to find death?"

"Liu Che, you are also a character, how can you take advantage of your tongue?" said a person beside Qinglong coldly.

Liu Che chuckled and said, "The Black Lotus Sect's Black Cavalry Grand Commander, the Four Great Dharma Protectors, and the Five Grandmaster Masters have come to this Sword Soldier Tomb, do they want to move these weapons back to Hangzhou?

Yan Song said: "Brother Liu, don't talk about it, my Dafeng Hall disciples are everywhere, but the Demon Sect disciples only dare to operate in Hangzhou!"

Qinglong snorted coldly and said, "How about the number of people? It's just some local chickens and dogs, and they are vulnerable, if the three of you come here, I'm afraid it won't end well!"

Yan Song smiled: "Why should the Blue Dragon Commander worry about us, why don't you take a look behind you?"

When everyone heard Yan Song's words, they hurriedly looked forward, only to see that the figures of the three great shores had come side by side. Although they were far away, Fu Yan still recognized the three people.

They are all old acquaintances, and they have met two or three times, and they are Qingbai, Song Tianshi and Lin Tianqi.

"It's not that enemies don't get together! Qinglong, let's meet again. Song Tianshi's heroic laughter came, and the tall figure rushed down, golden light burst out, and a golden palm force suddenly rolled out.

A person next to Qinglong flew up directly and intercepted this palm power.

Lin Tianqi and Qingbai looked at each other and smiled, and the two of them flew up at the same time, joined forces to play an internal force, and suddenly surged towards this person.

Qinglong did not speak with a calm face, and the three people beside him flew out directly and fought with the three of them.

Yan Song said: "Qinglong, let's fight before the door opens, isn't it a little early?"

Qinglong said in a deep voice: "Did we do it first?"

Yan Song laughed and said, "Brother Song, Qingtang Master, Brother Lin, stop!"

Song Tianshi smiled freely, got out with Qingbai and Lin Tianqi, and said, "No way, seeing the Black Lotus Sect is like a few palms, the Blue Dragon Commander won't be angry!"

Qinglong's face was gloomy, he looked at the six people coldly, and said, "It's okay, there will be opportunities in the future." But this time, it's not just the two of us who are coming, it's better not to let others profit!"

Yan Song nodded and said: "The Hidden Scripture Pavilion of the Hanging Mi Temple was burned, and the West Tallinn was destroyed, so it is estimated that it will not be able to come." Qingcheng Mountain has never joined in this kind of excitement, looking down on us laypeople, thinking about it, there is only the Yanshan Sword Sect!"

Song Tianshi said: "Yes, just follow the three of us, but the battle is not big, just two or three people." ”

Qinglong said: "The Yanshan Sword Sect is close to the imperial court, and the most important thing is weapons, of course, you don't have to pay too much attention to this Qin Shi Huang Mausoleum Sword Tomb." ”

Yan Song's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said with a smile: "Then I'm strange, your Black Lotus Demon Mountain's people and horses are far away in Hangzhou, even if there are weapons here, you can't transport them, what are you doing here?"

Qinglong smiled faintly and said, "This doesn't bother Elder Yan, you have a lot of people in Dafeng Hall, and I can't care about transporting weapons." But what the Black Lotus Sect wants, you'd better not touch it. ”

Yan Song hurriedly said: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, their eyes meeting in the air, as if there was an electric light lingering.

The two major forces finally calmed down on the surface, sat cross-legged on the ground, and soon, the masters of various factions arrived one after another.

And in the evening, most of the top young masters in the rivers and lakes also arrived one after another, and Fu Yan also saw a lot of familiar figures.

These are all young masters who have appeared above the Azure Competition, and this trip, of course, is to find a worthy weapon.

For the powerhouses of the Methodist level, weapons are no longer very important to them, unless they are heirloom level divine weapons.

But for the grandmaster and the master below the grandmaster, weapons are the most important thing.

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