The swordsmanship of the bewitching young man seems to be an incomparably fast sword, but in Chen Muyang's opinion, it is ridiculous that it is full of loopholes.

A silver light pierced the air, and the great heat shot out in an instant, and the flying sword passed through the neck of the bewitching young man, resting on the head of another man in black.

Chen Muyang asked lightly: "Do you want to die, or do you want to live?"

The tall and thin man in black trembled visibly, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said, "I want to live!" ”

"Bring the antidote first!"

The young man trembled and took out a small porcelain bottle from the Qiankun bag, walked a few steps and handed it to Chen Muyang.

Zhang Yushu's consciousness began to blur, she was lying in Chen Muyang's arms, her body was hot, and she whispered meaninglessly. A pair of small hands rubbed around Chen Muyang's chest, which was simply infuriating.

Chen Muyang took an antidote and stuffed it into Zhang Yushu's small mouth, pressed the delicate body twisting in his arms with one hand, turned his face to the young man and said, "Which sect and which faction? What are you doing today?"

The tall and thin young man immediately said: "I am a member of the Vientiane Sect of Xilu Mountain, and this time I came to Yuedu on the order of my master and sister to take the spiritual treasure in Zhang Yushu's body. ”

"What Lingbao?"

"It is said to be a treasure qin, and the senior sister once mentioned that it is the true disciple of the Miaoxiang Succubus Sect......" Before the words were finished, the tall and thin young man was pierced through the heart by a sword.

The person who killed him was a bewitching young man who was already lying on the ground just now. He stood up at this point, a strange smile on his face.

Chen Muyang didn't feel strange at all, there were countless strange exercises in the cultivation world, maybe this kid was tricked by someone, or he was inadvertently planted with demon seeds, magic spells, and the like.

Chen Muyang looked at the corpse, killed someone and stood still in place, and said, "After the corpse is disposed of, you can get out!"

"Oh, hehe, you're not curious at all, curious about the beauty in your arms?"

"If you want to tell me, then please say it quickly, if you don't want to tell me, then please get out of here!" Chen Muyang said disdainfully, "It's just a magic fake body, do you still want to try my flying sword?"

"Although Your Excellency has outstanding swordsmanship and superb cultivation, do you know how many people are beating Zhang Yushu's attention, you can keep it for a while, but you can't save it for a lifetime. The corpse said gloomily.

"Then you guys are coming, what are you doing with such nonsense!Okay, today's farce is over, take the corpse away!" Chen Muyang waved his hand impatiently.

The dead corpse laughed twice, picked up the corpse of the master young man on the ground, wiped the coagulated blood on the ground with a wave of his hand, turned around and looked at Chen Muyang with dull dead fish eyes, and turned around and jumped into the river.

After a while, the effect of the medicine worked, and the beauty in Chen Muyang's arms finally regained consciousness, she broke free from Chen Muyang's embrace a little shyly, tidied up her clothes and hair a little and said: "This matter is a secret between us, you are not allowed to say it!" After speaking, the person left in a hurry.

Of course, Chen Muyang didn't care, but he was a little irritated by an unknown monk. However, that guy never dared to show up to fight him, which shows that the other party may not be very smart.

Just when the meeting of lemongrass was about to end, in a deep valley in Beishan, Feng Li'er and her brothers were scolded by her master to the point of blood.

"Jiang Hui, this dog thing, how dare you ruin my good deeds! Li'er, how did you educate your junior brother, you are so rebellious, you don't have a sense of the overall situation at all. One by one, you usually only know how to ask the master for the pill yuan stone, and ask you to do something, but you can't do it until now!"

Feng Li'er's master is a middle-aged beauty, but at this moment, she is angry: "Jiang Hui, this dog is dead, if he doesn't die, I will peel off his skin!"

After scolding for a while, she rebuked her disciples and stayed alone in the deep valley. When all the people in the valley were gone, the middle-aged beauty moved the trick in her hand, and the person suddenly turned into a young girl.

She said to herself: "How can Chen Yun have such a high swordsmanship! There must be someone behind this! Who is it, is it Xu Ziping of the West Lake Sword Sect or Han Yuan of the Wuji Sword Sect?"

She sneered: "Hmph, you don't let me feel better, and I can't make you comfortable!"

The meeting of the Golden Valley was held on March 15, more than 100 years ago, when the founding emperor of Daikotsu and all the Xiuzhen sects in the territory agreed on it repeatedly.

Every year, some officials from all over the country of Dayue are responsible for the interview envoys of the disciples of the Immortal Sect, and once they find a mortal or casual cultivator with excellent qualifications, they will give them tokens and let them participate in the selection of the Golden Valley Society.

The so-called Golden Valley Festival is held every three years for a total of three days. On the first day, each sect sent disciples from the Qi refining period to fight swords in the ring to show the prestige of the sect; on the second day, each sect accepted disciples and inspected their qualifications; and on the third day, there were masters from each sect to talk about their cultivation experience, and even the emperor would participate in it.

The meeting of the Golden Valley was approaching, and Xin Xuan told Chen Muyang that Master Daoyuan had sent him to complete the final arrangements of the conference with his senior brothers, and he invited Chen Muyang to follow him.

"Senior Brother Chen, you don't know how lively those days were! The West Lake Sword Sect will also send people to set up a ban to prevent anyone from causing trouble. ”

"So, you go with us first, occupy a good spot on the hillside, and build a tent, otherwise there will be no place to sleep and rest!"

On the road the next day, Chen Muyang opened the car window and found countless carriages, floats, and pedestrians on the road, flocking to the direction of Jingu. The government strengthened its vigilance, and saw rows of neatly armored soldiers along the way.

Pedestrians, carriages and horses, all who want to enter the Golden Valley must have a survey letter issued by the government. There are not only names, origins, and appearances of each person, but also the stamps of each local official are different.

Although Chen Muyang and the others did not have a survey book, the carriage of the national teacher was a pass, and they went all the way to the Golden Valley without hindrance.