To the east of southern Xinjiang, Jiuyouzhou.

In the dignified and atmospheric city, a middle-aged man slowly walked up to a hall, the man was dressed in a yellow robe, embroidered with a soaring golden dragon.

Wherever the man passed, everyone looked respectful and bowed.

Outside the hall, a little girl in black clothes sat on a stool in the middle, dangling the pair of snow-white little feet, saw the middle-aged man, smiled, and waved her hand generously.

The man smiled slightly, waved his hand as well, and turned a blind eye to the girl's unreasonableness of transgressing the rules, and turned to look at the young man sitting cross-legged in the center of the store.

The young man looks handsome, dressed in a brocade robe, with an extraordinary bearing, the cuff of his right arm fluttering, and the bottom is empty, he is actually a young man with a broken arm. The young man's shoulders were naked, and there were five golden long swords with good texture inserted in the five acupuncture points on his body, and the sword qi was swallowed, washing the young man's body repeatedly.

At the top of the hall above, a five-clawed golden dragon hovered and bowed its head, and its huge head seemed to be staring at the young man with a broken arm below, lifelike.

Beside the young man, an old eunuch stood with his head bowed, saluted respectfully to the man and said, "Your Majesty." ”

The emperor of the Nine Shadows Kingdom bowed his head, his gaze still remained on the young man, and said with a slight smile: "What's wrong?"

"Back to Your Majesty, the old minister has used secret techniques to break up His Highness's foundation building roots, and used the golden sword to lock the dragon method to temper His Highness's muscles and bones, so as to ensure that the golden dragon's body is not dispersed. The old eunuch replied in a deep voice.

At this moment, the young man with the broken arm shook slightly, and the surrounding golden swords suddenly loosened, scattered in all directions, and hovered on both sides. The young man opened his eyes and looked coldly at the middle-aged man in front of him.

The middle-aged man in the yellow robe had blazing eyes, and asked the young man, "You are so unwilling to connect your arms, so unwilling to practice my Nine Shades Exercises, do you have to use the Dao methods of the third-rate sect to condense and build a foundation?"

The young Liu Feiteng's eyes were full of sarcasm.

The middle-aged man smiled more on his face, and said to himself: "It is worthy of Lao Tzu's species, and he has backbone." ”

He restrained his smile, and then said to the young man: "Back then, it was indeed a widow who couldn't stand you, and after listening to the words of the thief in the Central Continent, he left you in the Flower Bone Sect and let Liu Wu, who is in the same lineage, adopt you as his own." But the backbone can't be eaten, you are my Liu Yuanqing's son after all, the descendant of my Liu family, and the future prince of this Nine Shadows, you can't rely on your temperament for everything. ”

The boy with the broken arm opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it after all.

The middle-aged man saw it in his eyes and said with a smile: "I want to ask Liu Wu how he is now? He was one of the chess pieces that I Jiuyou left in Lanzhou in his early years, and he has been kept in the dark all these years, and he can be regarded as having worked hard. This time, the Flower Bone Sect closed the mountain, and I have sent someone to bring him back, but I'm afraid I won't see you again in this life. ”

Liu Feiteng was silent, and the Emperor of Jiuyou suddenly said sharply: "Liu Feiteng, as the king of a country, he should have the bearing of a king, and he must not be affected by personal feelings, especially in the future, always remember that every decision you make is the future of hundreds of thousands of people in Jiuyou!"

The old eunuch knelt on his knees in fear, trembling.

The man turned to laugh at himself, "Hundreds of thousands, hundreds of thousands, how many, how little?

The young man with the broken arm looked at this slightly lonely king of a small country in the world in a daze.

The middle-aged man turned around and said slowly: "Your Qi cultivation realm has been reshaped, and it will only be stronger than before, and with the country's luck added, your cultivation path will be smooth sailing in the future, and it will also be sharpened." ”

"The Shadow Sect moved the mountain gate to our Jiuyou Prefecture, which is a great thing. Sect Master Meng will stay by your side during this time, and call you from time to time, hoping that in the Jiazi years, you can make the Shadow Sect use it for my Nine Shadows!"

The Emperor of the Nine Shadows walked away, his words were not disguised at all, the little girl in black beside him was expressionless, pulled the corners of her mouth, and continued to tease the thick black dog beside her.

The boy looked down and silently looked at his empty right sleeve.

The Nine Shadows Emperor thought that Liu Feiteng's refusal to take his arm was a provocation to himself, but he didn't know what Liu Feiteng was thinking, but he was an ordinary-looking young man in the Flower Bone Sect.

Liu Feiteng already has a knot.

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At a helm port, the boat slowly sailed by, sinking to the shore, and several black-clothed figures jumped down from it.

A group of eight people walked on the road, looking tired, but murderous was blowing in their faces.

is the head of the girl, wearing a short knife at the waist, and the eyebrows and eyes are heroic.

"Boss, this Putuo Prefecture is too far away, we might as well honestly copy the scriptures at the helm. The fat young man muttered, complaining, but the murderous aura on his body was the heaviest.

"Fart, if you stay at the helm, you won't have to go out noisy every day. The young man with the bookcase on his back sneered, although he was dressed as a literati, he did not have half of the ink and ink.

"Lin Huan, want to fight?" The fat young man widened his eyes and touched the huge axe behind his back.

"Fight, fight, Lao Tzu is still afraid that you will be a dead fat man?" The scholar named Lin Huan patted the bookbox behind him with both hands, and there was a sonorous sound, and there were several sharp thorns sticking out of the bookbox.

Song Muchen slowly patted the sheath short knife named Chasing the Moon on his waist, and the two of them who were tense suddenly slackened, the fat young man whose real name was Jiang Lin put down his hand holding the giant axe, and the scholar also withdrew the spikes in the bookcase and was silent.

Song Muchen sighed, turned his head and asked the slightly older middle-aged man, "Old Xu, where is the specific location of the Qingfeng Dojo?"

Lao Xu smiled slightly, "Protector, this Putuo Prefecture is eastward, and it will be there after about five cities, but when you meet Qing Zen poetry on the road, the monks there have never had a good impression of my Yingmen, and there may be some trouble at that time." ”

The girl smiled, "It's okay, my shadow door only pays attention to transactions, although I have dealings with Jiuyuan Temple, but I have not crossed the rules of Qingchan Temple, I have always heard of the green lantern holy monk there, if it is a road, just can be on a stick of incense." ”

The girl faced the other six again, and her eyebrows furrowed, "Don't hurt the innocent on the road, do you hear it?" ”

The fat young man was a little depressed, but he still had no objection like everyone else, and the old Xu who saw it smiled and followed suit.

These people were the other seven people that Song Muchen led in the rudder of the Shadow Gate at the beginning, and now according to the orders of the helmsman, they accepted the task in four directions and walked through state after state.

Everyone walked all the way down, and the killing was not small, only Song Muchen did not drop blood, but he was also the only one who was admired.

It is her cultivation that is served, her bearing, and her martial arts spirit.

The seven people who killed a lot of people were convinced by this girl.

Song Muchen smiled slightly, turned around and looked at the sky, full of energy.

Father, do you know, I looked at the mountains and rivers along the way, and saw many things that I had never seen in Luohua City before.

I've encountered a lot of strange people and strange things, and I've also met a lot of righteous heroes.

It's a pity that I didn't go to Wuzhou as you said, and I didn't join the army.

But I'm a martial artist in the first realm now, and I'm about to be in the second realm, isn't it much more powerful than you were back then.

There are some things that you used to say to me that I don't take seriously, but now I understand.

Father, I'm nineteen years old.

You say, this is not a walking exercise, but I am a little homesick.

Song Muchen bathed in the autumn breeze, his internal force flowed consciously, and the seven people around him stood still, and they all formed a circle with solemn expressions, looking at each other in shock and admiration.

She stood in the circle with her eyes closed, venting her internal force, and directly breaking through the veins of the three yin meridians.

The girl is on the rivers and lakes, and one thought breaks the second realm.

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