There was no rain in the sky.

Mo Ying walked in the streets and alleys with a folded cyan umbrella.

Two children were eating a piece of candy in the alley, and for some reason, both children seemed to feel wronged, and they both cried.

An adult ran out of the courtyard and couldn't help laughing when they saw the two children crying, snot bubbles in their nostrils, and licking a mouthful of brown sugar from time to time.

The original smell in this alley was not good, and the smell of the dyeing shop had filled the sewers of this alley, which was very pungent.

But this is the time for these ordinary people to cook and eat dinner, and the whole street is full of the aroma of food, the smell of lard and greens, constantly rushing into the nose, making people feel satisfied.

No one noticed Mo Ying.

A young man like him already has a great reputation in Changling, but many people have heard the names Tianyi Pavilion and Mo Ying, but few people can recognize him in person.

Just as there are very few cultivators in the world who have not heard of Gu Liren's name, but the vast majority of people have never seen Gu Liren.

Changling is the center of the Great Qin Dynasty, the cultivators in the territory of the Great Qin are like thousands of streams flowing into the Changling, there are many cultivation places and sects in Changling, but compared with these ordinary people, the cultivators are also like pearls mixed in the sea of sand, belonging to very few outliers.

Walking through the streets and alleys, the world of cultivators seems to be far away from the world of these ordinary people, and even between the world of cultivators and cultivators.

Many voices kept drifting into his ears, and listening to these voices, he also judged the origin of those people, and what sect and sect they belonged to.

Today's battle with Wang Jingmeng outside the city is not known, otherwise the words that come to his ears should be completely different.

He had already seen Wang Jingmeng's sword, so he could be sure that Qiu Guyu's disciple Guan Fei could not be Wang Jingmeng's opponent.

But Qiu Guyu is not necessarily.

......

Duanmu Jingnian arrived at the edge of the cloth yard early.

He recognized at a glance a carriage quietly parked on the side, and guessed that Wang Jingmeng and the others should have arrived.

It's just that this time he still has the two seniors of the Divine Capital Prison by his side, and he doesn't dare to show any strange looks.

The two Shendu officials beside him were actually a little absent-minded.

Although their eyes were on the cloth field, what they were thinking more about at this time was not this sword competition.

Recently, there has been news in the palace that in addition to the Shendu Prison, there will be another Supervision Division, although the news is more about assisting the pursuit of the City Gate Division and the Criminal Division, but the people in the Shendu Prison are not fools.

Many of these duties overlap with the Shendu Eunuch, and the key is that the Shendu Supervisor supervises the hundreds of officials in the court, so who will supervise the Shendu Eunuch?

Obviously, the head of the palace is no longer very at ease with the Shendu Eunuch.

The key point is whether the seriously ill old emperor wants to pave the road smoother for the next crown prince before he returns to heaven, or whether it is the idea of one of the two princes.

Officials like them are neither high nor low in the Divine Capital Prison, which is not enough to participate in the interests of the real powerful, so in their opinion, they are very unlucky.

Maybe he is just ignorant and has not done anything, and he has been involved in the battle for the throne, which will lead to some terrible consequences because of the position of the high-ranking officials.

......

A horse-drawn carriage travels through the western city of Changling.

The exterior of the carriage was ordinary, but the inside of the carriage was extraordinarily spacious, and the roof of the carriage, which looked like a dark cloth, was polished from some kind of turtle shell in the depths of the sea, and the light that poured in through the roof was soft and pleasant.

Zheng Sleeve was already wearing plain clothes at this time, but even so, she still looked bright and abnormal.

The carriage passed unhurriedly, and if there were no accidents, she would have arrived at the drying yard at about the same time as the carriages of the Qiu family's gate.

Her time is more precious than most people in the city, so although she will be the first to see the sword in the Bashan Sword Field, she will definitely not waste time.

However, the carriage came to a sudden halt.

A cultivator in a yellow robe came out of the alley, reached the window of her carriage, and said softly, "Something happened at the Tianluo Workshop. ”

It won't be a small thing for her to deal with.

So the carriage quickly changed direction and headed for the workshop south of the city.

......

"Let the tiredness go. ”

Several carriages reached the entrance of the alley outside the cloth drying yard, and the driver of the first carriage said to the driver of a carriage blocking the road in front.

The coachman of the carriage in front of him squinted at him, and said indifferently: "There are alleys next to you that can be closer, and they won't change the lane? If you want to see the excitement and occupy a good position, you have to come earlier." ”

"We're not here to see the fun. ”

The coachman replied quietly: "If we don't go in, you won't be able to see the excitement." ”

The driver of the carriage in front of him was stunned for a moment, and then reacted.

"The people of the Qiu family have arrived. ”

There was an uproar.

Listening to such a voice, Wang Jingmeng naturally got out of the carriage.

Compared with when he was on the road, he changed into a new green coat, which looked very clean.

Qiu Guyu got out of the carriage, and when most people didn't notice Wang Jingmeng, he judged at a glance that this young man was Gu Liren's disciple.

He walked straight up, too.

When he stopped not far in front of Wang Jingmeng, he turned around and looked around, and then said in a light tone: "Do you feel disappointed, looking at it, it is actually not as sensational as you imagined, and there are not many people who come to see you compete with swords." ”

Wang Jingmeng's gaze also swept between those streets and alleys, he smiled, and said, "This can only show that the Qiu family's sword is not too much to look forward to, and... After defeating you, there should be more people who will see me compare swords next time. ”

Qiu Guyu frowned.

He was silent for a breath, and then said, "Changling is not as simple as you think, and besides, if you want to defeat me, you must first defeat my disciple." In this city, many times, it is also about position. ”

Wang Jingmeng restrained his smile and said, "The sky is going to be dark, and many people will not be able to see clearly, so I won't waste time." ”

Qiu Guyu turned around.

He didn't fully understand the meaning of Wang Jingmeng's words at this time, but he really didn't want to waste time.

The moment he turned, a young man stepped out.

The young man was not tall and had short hair, but he smelled of iron and blood.