Qian Ze nodded, suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Do you know what happened to Xuanjing Hall, Jiuxiao lost his power and grounded, how could he suddenly lose power with so much power." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Liu Fuqiao was stunned for a moment, and said in a low voice, "You don't know yet, Xuanjing Hall is fighting for power internally, and I don't know how long the Yun family has made arrangements before, and they can actually bring down the Qingluan Ghost Emperor in one fell swoop. ”

"What?" Qian Ze frowned, clenched the folding fan in his hand, if Jiuxiao was really treated like this, whether it was Xuanjing Hall or the extradition of the Seventeen Immortals, or even half of Yingzhou, there would be great turmoil.

"You say... Yun family?" Qian Ze suddenly remembered the person behind the scenes mentioned by Liu Fuqiao.

"You should know, one of the four gates of Xuanjing Hall, the Ethereal Yun family, and the other side is in Penglai as a marquis, wasn't it confiscated a while ago. Liu Fuqiao reminded Qianze, "Concubine Yun is still in your palace." ”

Qian Ze sighed, called Nanchao over, and said softly, "Go and see Jiuxiao." ”

Nanchao glanced at Qianze's expression, knew what to do, and immediately withdrew from the private room.

In the early morning of the day before yesterday, the Xuanjing Hall was peaceful, and the reunion banquet of the Mirror Flower Festival was over, and today was the sword trial.

Xuanjingtang invited the heads of various forces around the south of the Yingzhou River as guests.

Long Qiyin naturally represents the presence of the Divine Dragon Palace, and today he wore a cyan skirt, the color was light, and the veil was veiled, which was not eye-catching, and his speech and demeanor were always noble.

Shan Yi was also in the guest seat, indifferently waiting for the sword trial to begin.

During the Mirror Flower Festival, although Jiuxiao was removed from the identity of the young master, he still attended as the master of the Qingluan Sword Sect and lifted the grounding, but his prestige did not diminish as before, and he was still admired by the disciples of Xuanjing Hall.

No matter how others add fuel to the fire, Jiuxiao's status is difficult to shake easily, and just relying on the hidden stakes buried in the Xuanjing Hall, it can't shake Jiuxiao's status as the young master at all.

Dozens of neatly cut, angular stone stairs on the high platform, the head of the high platform is in the main seat, the three old doors are in the partial seat, and then the elders of the Xuanjing Hall, on another high platform, a seat is set up in the south, east and west, and a woman stands next to the seat, shouting loudly:

"The young master of the Xuanjing Hall, Xiao Yuxiu is seated-"

A younger woman walked up to the high platform and sat down.

"Xuanjing Hall Xiaoyao Pavilion Sect Master, Murong Feng is seated-"

"The ethereal young master of the Xuanjing Hall, and the clouds are seated-"

"Xuanjing Hall Qingluan Sword Sect Master, Nine Heavens Throne-"

Jiuxiao held the Seven Evil Sword Scabbard in his right hand, slowly walked up to the high platform, wearing a green robe, embroidered with a winged Qingluan on the green robe, Jiuxiao raised his hand, brushed up the hem of his clothes, sat down in the east seat, leaned proudly on the back of the chair, put the Seven Evil Sword in his hand on the silver shelf beside him, put his hands on the chair handle, glanced sideways at the disciples under the steps, raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled.

Under the high platform is a circular empty field, in which a circular red carpet is spread, and the disciples who bow down and bow down, both men and women, all show admiration.

The corners of Long Qiyin's mouth raised slightly, "I didn't expect the aura to be quite sufficient." ”

The only disciples during the banquet were the Xuanjingtang family, and the other three disciples would participate in the future.

Shan Yi turned sideways slightly, and whether it was a guest or an ordinary disciple around, his blazing eyes were focused on Jiuxiao and one person.

The most angry about Jiuxiao's lifting of the ban is the ethereal Yun family, the Yun family is ambitious, and wants to support his young master Yun Weishang as the head of Xuanjing Hall, and many years of careful thinking have finally paid off, and he used a series of frames to push Jiuxiao down from the position of the young master, but today he found that he was put by Jiuxiao, not only Jiuxiao's status has not been shaken, but also exposed his wolf ambition and lost the trust of the master.

Jiu Xiao does things for no reason and is capricious, even Qian Ze does not dare to guarantee that he can beat him in planning, so when he heard that Jiu Xiao was grounded, Qian Ze was not worried, but he was only worried about whether the situation in Yingzhou would change because of this.

Sure enough, Jiuxiao just made a move and restored his status, but the Yun family would not stop there, and the Frost Condensing Palace was eyeing it, and Jiuxiao was even more afraid of internal and external troubles in the family, and the Xuanjing Hall would suddenly overturn.

In the sword trial meeting of Xuanjing Hall, the most eye-catching thing was the competition of the four young masters.

The Xuanjing sword test is divided into two bureaus of civil and military, the beginning of the 'civil' bureau, the way of the gentleman, and the end of the 'martial' bureau, the courage of the swordsman. Long Qiyin obviously has no interest in the bureau, it is nothing more than Xiao Yuxie inviting people to play against him, his chess skills are outstanding, Murong Feng has a few ink treasures, his pen is strong, and the cloud is beautiful and beautiful.

However, looking at Jiuxiao, no matter who played, he looked like he had nothing to do with himself, and Long Qiyin wanted to see what he was good at.

A hundred years ago, the Heavenly Master Nine Chanyun family was blessed by the three-eyed Qingluan of the divine beast, and was able to learn the seven uniques of Luanyin, and then returned to one of the eight major sects, Xuanjingtang, and lived in seclusion in the desperate fog bamboo forest of the three realms in the south of the Yangtze River, and established the Qingluan Sword School, and the Seven Uniques of Wuxue Luan Yin have also been passed down to this day, becoming the town school martial arts of the Qingluan Sword School.

Over the years, Jiuxiao, the young master of the Qingluan Sword Sect, has become the number one master in the door, not only has he learned the seven uniques of Luanyin, but his skills are by no means under the old master Jiushuyu, and he has won the favor of the head of Xuanjing Hall, and his status in Xuanjing Hall is extraordinary.

Jiuxiao walked down the high platform, raised his hand to support it, brushed his sleeves and sat on the stone railing around the high platform, the maids on both sides unfolded a huge painting scroll, the volume was blank, a maid carried a small bucket of ink, squatted at Jiuxiao's feet, and then turned around and retreated.

Jiuxiao looked at the guest seats, and Shan Yi nodded slightly.

Jiuxiao raised his right hand, the air around the cuffs was immediately crackled by the cold, the temperature on the high platform plummeted, and the disciples close to the stage held their arms and shivered, with the movement of Jiuxiao's hand, the ink in the ink bucket was actually drawn out, soared into the air, turned into a frozen ink dragon, and flew towards the white painting scroll, about to touch the painting paper, the ink dragon was instantly melted by a purple fire, splashed on the painting paper, and the ink color on the huge painting scroll was wantonly rendered and flowing, forming a picture of mountains and mountains, trees and water waves。

At that time, there was still ink flowing, and after a while, the ink was dyed into ten seal characters: "The cicada noise forest is more quiet, and the birdsong mountain is more secluded" as the inscription of the painting.

Shan Yi placed it in his right hand under the table, and a purple flame quietly extinguished.

Yun Weishang frowned slightly, and Xiao Yuxi lowered his eyelids.

"Hehe, okay!" Murong Feng took the lead and applauded. There was a boiling under the high platform, and hundreds of disciples and guests were all impressed by this wonderful hand Danqing.

Long Qiyin said to himself, "Is it because you think your life is too long..."

"Mu Xiu is in the forest, the wind will destroy it, if it is not him, it is the other three young masters, there will always be one who will become a thorn in the side of other forces. Shan Yi glanced at Long Qiyin, "Even if the Yun family kills him, he will protect the other three young masters, and I have always appreciated him." (To be continued.) )