Finally approaching the city gate, the sword box was wrapped into a backpack by Xu Beiyou early, but it was not afraid that the guards saw the abnormality, and with the flow of people through the gate control and walked through the city gate hole, came to the city of Jeju Mansion. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Not long after Xu Beiyou entered the city, a middle-aged couple came outside the city gate, the husband was tall and strong, with a smile on his face, dressed in coarse cloth clothes and pants, and bast shoes, like a peasant man from the countryside. The wife is much more exquisite, although it is also a wooden hairpin cloth skirt, and it is already a, but the face is good, the figure is enchanting, and the mature woman is full of attractive taste, which can be said to be charming, and the face is full of shrewd energy, which makes people have to sigh, and the clever woman often sleeps with a clumsy husband.

The city guards glanced at the couple a little, saw nothing unusual, and after rubbing oil on the woman's body, he let them into the city.

After entering the city, the market was obviously bustling, the traffic was busy, the people were boiling, the husband looked around, as if he was looking for someone, and seemed to be a little overwhelmed, the woman reached out and pinched him, and reprimanded: "You foolish bull, what are you looking at?

This husband is also thick-skinned, and he didn't feel any pain at his wife's pinch, so he said simply: "Then where do you say to go, I will listen to you." ”

The woman said: "The little slut said let's come to Jeju Mansion, but he didn't tell us where to go, Jeju Mansion is so big, it's not a way to go around, it's better for us to find an inn to settle down in, and then plan." ”

The man nodded, and said, "Daughter-in-law, don't always call her a little slut, if she hears it, it will be another disaster." ”

The woman's face was a little gloomy, and she snorted coldly, but she did not refute her husband's words, but said, "You stupid cow don't need to say much, I know it in my heart." ”

The woman's mind is changeable, even if it is an elderly woman, just a few steps away, the woman saw the prosperous scene on the street, changed her mind, and said: "This Jeju Mansion has not been here for many years, it is not easy to come here, we can't rush by, it is better for the two of us to take advantage of the weather to walk around earlier, and then go to the inn to settle down." ”

Although the husband said that he had the intention to shirk, he was used to being oppressed by his mother-in-law, and he didn't dare to disobey, so he could only nod his head and say yes.

At this time, Xu Beiyou had already checked into an inn, and after settling down, he told Xiao Er not to disturb him, cover the door, sit cross-legged on the bed, and began to comprehend the thirty-sixth sword.

Along the way, no matter walking, sitting or lying, he never stopped cultivating for a moment, in terms of sword thirty-six, after sword fourteen reached mellow and wishful, he began to study sword fifteen, but there was no master to solve the puzzles, many places could not be understood, and he could not grasp the essence, so he did not continue to look at sword sixteen. In addition to learning swords and refining qi, Xu Beiyou sometimes calms down and reads, mostly Confucian classics, and occasionally reads some travelogues and medical books.

It wasn't until dinner time that Xu Beiyou woke up leisurely from his meditation, walked out of the room, and came downstairs to the lobby to eat.

At this time, there are not many guests in the lobby, only a pair of middle-aged men and women sit at the same table, the man has a simple face, cloth clothes and bastard shoes, like a simple peasant man, the woman has a good face, and the cloth skirt of Jing Hai shows the shrewdness honed out of a stock market. At this time, the woman was reprimanding her husband, all of them were incompetent and useless complaints, although the man was born tall, but in the face of his petite wife, he was submissive, and did not dare to say a word.

Xu Beiyou smiled, it turned out that he was still afraid of his wife.

Slowly retracting his gaze, Xu Beiyou found a corner position to sit, and by this time, the shopkeeper, who was already a little listless, slowly paced over and asked the customer what he wanted to eat.

Xu Beiyou suddenly remembered that when he was a child, he heard that the storyteller talked about the heroes of the rivers and lakes, so he asked the store for some sauced beef, but he didn't ask for wine, which was inevitably a fly in the ointment.

Coincidentally, the beef in this store is half a signature, both in terms of heat and meat quality, it is extremely authentic, especially the exclusive sauce is the most flavorful, so that people can sniff it and get it under the tongue.

The husband saw the beef on Xu Beiyou's table, smelled the mellow fragrance in his nose, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and looked at his wife with some begging, no matter what, they were still husband and wife after all, the woman couldn't bear his gaze, and reluctantly beckoned to the shopkeeper: "Please bring me a beef that is exactly the same as this son." ”

The shopkeeper is accustomed to looking at the eyes, for fear that the woman will regret it, so he ran to the back kitchen with a cigarette, and soon cut out a plate of sauced beef and brought it to the table.

The peasant man glanced at his daughter-in-law, and when he saw her nodding, he directly reached out and grabbed the beef and began to feast.

At this moment, Xu Beiyou had already finished eating his beef and got up to leave.

At this time, seven or eight women walked into the inn, all of them with extraordinary bearings, and one of them was a woman with a sword who had an excellent appearance, not to mention that the shopkeeper's eyes almost fell out, and even Xu Beiyou couldn't help but take a few more looks.

Then Xu Beiyou frowned slightly, because he found that all of these women had cultivation, and the lowest was also the second-grade realm, obviously they would not be the daughters of ordinary people, they should be disciples of which sect, but they didn't look like people in the Daomen, which really made him a little confused.

The shopkeeper is a little knowledgeable, after greeting these guests to sit down, he cleaned up Xu Beiyou's table, and said casually: "These fairies are all women in the Yanyu Building, if you want to talk about this Yanyu Building, it is a first-class sect in our Qizhou territory, although it cannot be compared with the state religion, but the three adults of the Sansi Yamen also have to sell a little face, I heard that the landlord is even more beautiful than the beauty in the painting." ”

Hearing what the shopkeeper said, Xu Beiyou remembered that there was indeed such a sect in Qizhou.

There is a saying in the cultivation world, called the Three Sects, Nine Streams and One Hundred Schools.

The three religions, it is said that the three major sects of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, and later Confucianism was torn apart by the Xuanjiao at its peak in the last years of the Great Chu, so it was counted as a post-built Xuanjiao, which essentially became the four religions, and today, the Daomen is unbeatable, as if it has been beyond the three religions, and no sect can be juxtaposed with it.

The second is the Nine Streams, which is second only to the three sects of the nine first-class sects, the former Sword Sect is the head of the Nine Streams, and then there are the Tianji Pavilion, the Wheel Temple, the King Kong Temple, the Southeast Witch Sect, the Shamanism, the Smelling Fragrance Sect, the White Lotus Sect, the Dark Guard Mansion and other eight sects are also the same as the Nine Streams.

Among them, the Tianji Pavilion, the Secret Guard Mansion and the Confucian Sects in the Three Sects are all under the command of the imperial court, plus the army that has always been strong like a forest, so the imperial court has the confidence to suppress the Daomen that is in full swing.

The ninth stream is a hundred schools, the so-called hundred schools are imaginary numbers, and all the sects that are not first-class sects are classified into this, such as the Xuanshui Pavilion in Julu City, and the same is true of this Yanyu Building in Qizhou.

Many disciples from major sects often look down on these sects that are among the "hundred schools", jokingly called the non-flow sects, but it does not mean that the small sects have no masters, this time the Tianji list was born, the head of the Dao Sect is ranked first, the master of the Demon Suppression Palace, Chenye is ranked seventh, and the sect master of the Sword Sect, Gongsun Zhongmou, is the eighth, and followed by Gongsun Zhongmou is the head of a small sect, and the only one who was born in the "Hundred Schools" The person on the list of the sects, named Zhang Zhaonu, is good at the ancient way of refining qi, the qi machine is huge and can destroy the mountains and mountains, there is a legend that he once encountered a large tornado thousands of feet high on the sea when the tide was playing in the East China Sea.

Kunshan, who came out of Zhang Zhaonu, is naturally ranked first in the "100 schools", and Yanyulou can probably be sent to the top 10 or so in the "100 schools", which is not as good as Kunshan's momentum, but it is also tepid.

Xu Beiyou nodded, and suddenly shook his head and smiled. In the early years, he liked the stories of the rivers and lakes the most, but when he walked the rivers and lakes with his master, he didn't like it very much, because the cultivation world of the three religions and nine streams was no longer the rivers and lakes he was familiar with, in the cultivation world, ghosts and immortals were just slaves who couldn't get on the stage, and the great masters of the earth immortal realm also said that they would die if they died, and it was often the confrontation of several major forces, scheming and calculating, and the individuals were insignificant in it, and the people at the top were no different from the immortals.

On the contrary, it is among the hundred schools of thought under the three religions and nine streams, and it is more like the rivers and lakes he once longed for, all kinds of sects, chivalrous fairies, demons and leftists, all kinds of people, and all kinds of things.