Halfway through the day, a simple carriage slowly drove to the gate of Chang'an City, and this carriage attracted the attention of everyone present. It's not because of how special the carriage is, but because this ordinary carriage can actually be escorted by the soldiers of the Divine Sword Mansion!

When the Shengshi Dynasty was founded and competed for the world, many of the main armies of the decisive battles came from the Divine Sword Mansion. It was a powerful army cultivated by the Shengshi Dynasty, and even in today's peaceful and prosperous era, the prestige of the Divine Sword Mansion still did not weaken in the slightest. It is conceivable that the carriage that can be escorted by the Divine Sword Mansion can be the identity of the character above, how can it be mediocre?

The Chang'an City Gate, which is blocked every day, involuntarily vacated an unimpeded road, because no one dared to block the way of the Divine Sword Mansion. If there was no Divine Sword Mansion, the territory of the Shengshi Dynasty would have to be reduced by at least forty percent.

The forbidden army guarding the city in Chang'an saw the carriage coming, and they all stepped forward to stand in line with the carriage.

They seemed to have received the order a long time ago, and they greeted respectfully: "Welcome Mr. Han to Chang'an!"

The onlookers suddenly whispered, as chaotic as the uneven tide.

"I didn't expect that the person sitting in this carriage was actually Mr. Han!"

"Who is this Mr. Han?"

"Mr. Han, you don't even know, the famous Mr. Han in Qiandao Lake!"

"Qiandao Lake, isn't it the ...... who walks on the song?"

"Except for Mr. Han Feichi, who is singing, who else can stand such a heavy etiquette?"

"Tsk, this singing line can be said to be full of talents, and it is rumored that Mrs. Li has also been in the singing industry. ”

"It's such an old rumor, you're too embarrassed to say it...... If this is not the case, how can Ta Ge Xing be included in one of the five major sects?"

Under the amazed and envious gaze of everyone, this simple carriage drove into Chang'an City unharmed.

Some people also asked: "Why did Mr. Han come to Chang'an?"

Someone replied: "The imperial examination is approaching, and Mr. Han is naturally here at this time for the purpose of grading the scientific examination." If not, how can no one be unconvinced on the day the list is released?"

This is just a small episode, and for many people, it is just an after-dinner chatter.

At this time, there were very few people in Guozi Prison, and it was so quiet that there was hardly any noise to be heard, and it was one of the few quiet places in Chang'an City.

Yi Guoan took the letter of recommendation handed by the young man, looked at him with a hint of curiosity and asked, "You are Xu Changfeng?"

"Yes. Xu Changfeng nodded.

Yi Guoan nodded after reading the letter of recommendation, and then returned the letter of recommendation to the young man, "Hmm." ”

With that, he opened the door of the study building behind him, signaling that the boy could enter.

The young man bowed respectfully, Yi Guoan looked at him and said, "I am Yi Guoan, the secretary of this country, when you see Mr. Qin in the future, please say hello to him for me." ”

Yi Guoan used to be the most outstanding one of the students taught by Mr. Qin, although Mr. Qin did not accept him as a disciple, but he took care of him very much in private, so he had a very unusual feeling for Mr. Qin.

Since Mr. Qin resigned from the position of Guozijian Division, he naturally took over this important responsibility, and was also in charge of this library.

"The younger generation will definitely keep it in mind. The young man nodded, and stepped into the Guozi Prison Building.

There was a smell of book oil in the study building, and Xu Changfeng had never seen so many books. Even the collection in the library of the Qingzhu Sword Academy is only one-tenth or two-tenth of that here.

Fortunately, the books here have a relatively detailed classification, otherwise if people want to find them one by one, it won't take ten days and half a month?

Xu Changfeng soon became busy, carefully searching through the vast sea of books.

Before he knew it, it was already sunset, but Xu Changfeng didn't read a single book, and kept searching on the shelves. The book building contains the books that have been widely circulated from all over the world, and there are also famous works of the previous dynasty that have been handed down to the present, even if they are classified, it is a large number.

His eyes finally converged on a book, the most inconspicuous place in the corner of the book building. With a complicated look in his eyes, he carefully took down the book and muttered in a low voice, "Sure enough, this book is still preserved, this should be the last book in the world." ”

He gently wiped off the dusty cover, and his heart was full of emotion.

The book is very well preserved, indicating that almost no one has looked through it since it was put in.

On the cover, there are four big words written clearly and clearly: "Sun and Moon Volley".

Xu Changfeng opened the book, and wrote a poem on the first page: "It will be the top of the mountain, and you can see the mountains at a glance." At the bottom is the name of the author of the book: The Swordsman.

Ten years ago, the name of the swordsman was passed down from afar to the world, but now he has long been forgotten by the world, and like this book, it is not known if he is still alive in some corner of the world.

Xu Changfeng continued to open the book and read it, his hands couldn't help but tremble.

There is only one place written in this book, which is called Lingkong Sword Village. It was once a gang at the peak of the prosperous dynasty, and if it weren't for the fact that its history was only a few decades, it would not be too much to call it a holy place of cultivation.

At that time, Wei Qijian was just a young man as old as Xu Changfeng, and no one knew about the hat swordsman, but the name of Lingkong Sword Village had spread all over the rivers and lakes. It created a glorious page of this dynasty, but it also fell to the peak of its glory.

Without it, there would be no Wei Qijian today......

This book was widely circulated ten years ago, but unfortunately after the Ten Years Lamp Incident, everyone consciously burned it. Whoever treasures it is carrying bad luck. Fortunately, there is a large collection of books in the Guozijian Library as a barrier, so that the book has been spared and preserved to this day.

The book tells the bits and pieces of the volley sword village at its peak, and the background and story of each character......

Even though Xu Changfeng already knew many things, he still read them with relish.

From sunset, until late at night. During this period, Yi Guoan came in to light the lamp in the study building, and when he saw Xu Changfeng's hungry reading, he was reluctant to disturb him. After a long time, Xu Changfeng reluctantly put the book back in its place. He came to the library this time to find this book.

He walked slowly out of the bookshelf, thinking back to the plot and content of the book.

"Bang dang!"

At this moment, a crisp sound suddenly came from the door of the study building, interrupting Xu Changfeng's thoughts, and he hurriedly walked quickly towards the location where the sound came from.

It stands to reason that there should be no one in the study building at this point, and if there is, then it is only the deacon in charge of the study building, Yi Guoan!

Before Xu Changfeng arrived at the door of the study building, he could faintly smell a slight smell of blood, mixed with the scent of book oil, which was easy to distinguish. His heart shuddered, and his consciousness became vigilant.

"Yi Siye!" Xu Changfeng just walked out of the bookshelf and couldn't help but shout.

I saw that not far from the door of the study building, an old man in a yellow robe fell to the ground with a lifeless face, and there was a teacup in his hand, and the tea was all spilled on the ground, mixed with the blood flowing from his neck.

Beside Yi Guoan, there was also an iron sword left behind, and the blade was stained with blood, which was the murder weapon that killed Yi Guoan!

Xu Changfeng stared at the iron sword, and couldn't help but secretly think, "I didn't hear the sound of the door of the library opening just now, maybe the murderer is still hiding in the library......"

The murderer must have sensed that someone was rushing towards him, and the blade of the sword was stained with blood to prevent the traces from being exposed, so he abandoned the sword and fled.

Thinking of this, Xu Changfeng hurriedly stepped forward, picked up the iron sword on the ground and held it tightly in his hand, and at the same time cheered up his spirits, his eyes patrolled through the cracks of each bookshelf.

This is just an ordinary iron sword, and it seems that the murderer should be an ordinary person who has not washed the marrow. If a cultivator kills someone, even if it is to cover his identity, he will not let go of his face and use such a garbage iron sword as a weapon. If this line fails, it is equivalent to being powerless.

"Bang!"

Just as Xu Changfeng was about to look for the assassin deeply, the door of the study building was suddenly pushed open. Xu Changfeng hurriedly looked back, only to see two students from Guozijian standing at the door in horror, looking at him with big eyes.

One of them hurriedly let out a scream like killing a pig: "Kill ...... Killed!"

Xu Changfeng's heart sank, and he wanted to discard the iron sword in his hand, but it was too late.

"You're in for a big deal!"

Hearing the news, the Guozi supervisor Xi pointed at Xu Changfeng and shouted.