"Good, good death!"

In the lobby of the Wangji Town Guardhouse, there are twelve people sitting around a long sandalwood round table.

On the leopard skin chair in the north, there was an old man, with a wide robe and long sleeves, high forehead bones, long chin, square face and flat mouth, quietly listening to a middle-aged man in a green robe at the bottom of the mouth, and only after a long time did he say: "Zigong, that kid from Dongguo Jian died in my Wangji, how did it become a good thing? ”

"My lord, isn't my town guard station not knowing where to start at this Tianmen Recruiting Disciple Conference? My Xia Zigong's opinion is to conduct a comprehensive investigation, supervise all suspicious people, and even directly put them in prison, and then release them when the limelight has passed. In this way, the whole royal set is truly under our control. I still insist on this mentions. The biggest problem in investigation is the cause.

"Now, someone is dead, and he is still the sister-in-law of Dong Guo Wei of the Qingyang Cottage, this matter will not only not bring trouble to my Wang Ji, but will give my town management office a legitimate reason for the town-wide investigation that no one can object. - My lord, if you agree with my proposal, then our town guard will not only be able to control the current situation in the entire Wangji, but at the same time, your lord will also take this opportunity to give Dongguo Wei a favor. With this favor, my lord, if you want to go one step further and compete for the city guard of Ancient Heavenly City, you will also win the support of the Qingyang Cottage forces. With the Qingyang Cottage-"

"The reason for the investigation is there. However, Zigong, if this matter is really done, especially monitoring, how to solve it? Also, staffing, how to solve it?"

"My lord, Brother Mingxuan and Brother Liang, but they are all the arms of adults!" Xia Zigong said, "I'm afraid I have to ask Brother Mingxuan about this matter." ”

After listening to Zicheng's words, the old man turned his head to look at the martial guards on the left and right, and then, his eyes were fixed on the face of the middle-aged man who was the first on the left, and said, "Mingxuan, what do you think?"

"My lord," the middle-aged man immediately stood up and hugged his fists, "I approve of Xia's staff's suggestion." Troubleshooting, the fastest, most direct and most effective. In the past, we didn't dare to do it on a large scale because we didn't have a legitimate reason and were afraid of causing a commotion. Privately transfer the minus (note: the minor, that is, the agent. ), focusing on suspicious outsiders, but the effect is still not very good. In particular, the Miao Wu She Pavilion is the most suspicious, but there is no way to investigate it. ”

"Liangji, you say. ”

"My lord, ten years ago, my Wang Ji finally won the right to organize the once-in-a-century gathering of disciples in the major heavenly gates, and this meeting of the heavenly gate must not be lost. If this matter is done, the major heavenly gates will definitely hand over the preparation of the next session to the adults. With the right to organize, the adults will definitely be received by the official family again, and at that time, not to mention the small Qingyang Cottage, even the major families of the entire Dafeng Dynasty will also come to the knot.

"As for the manpower, my lord, we can draw some of the shrewd guards. None of the demon clans and sorcerers who dared to make trouble at the Tianmen Conference were not masters of Yi Wu, and ordinary town guards couldn't stop them at all, so it was better to separate some people to do the things of small people. ”

"Okay, just do it!Mingxuan, it's up to you to arrange the specific things. ”

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Is there a secret to throwing a green brick on South Street?

No.

Just throwing a brick, it's that simple?

Be.

The two beggars clearly remembered that when a young man in Tsing Yi dressed as a scholar threw them a silver ingot, and gave them such a simple task - to throw a green brick, they could not believe their eyes. Although there is a specific time and a fixed place for the bricks to be lost, but, just a brick, with a little practice, they will not be able to lose the time?

Throwing the green bricks, the young man in Tsing Yi had demarcated the location the night before, and the sign was that there was a thick layer of dust piled up there.

"This man, we're back. ”

"Yes, very good! Here's another piece of silver, put it away. - Remember, you don't know me. Xu Zhuo casually took out a piece of silver from his arms, threw it at the male beggar who took the lead, and said coldly.

"Throw away the sticks. These are two broken felt hats, put on. Xu Zhuo reached out with his right hand, took out two black hats from his arms, and threw them on the hands of the beggar who took the lead with the silver, "Go west, stay in the abduction alley of West Street for an hour, and then come out to ask for food as usual." Otherwise, if there is an accident, you will bear the consequences. ”

After speaking, he turned around, and in the stunned eyes of the two little beggars full of surprise, Xu Zhuo quietly left West Street.

If an easy cultivator wants to calculate, he must use an operator, and if the operator wants to calculate accurately, a person who is easy to cultivate must first find clues. Throwing away the wooden stick, the wooden element is separated from the diviner; the wood belongs to Xun, and the divination is deduced with the help of the eight trigrams, and now the signs of the Xunmu hexagram are lost, which will definitely increase the difficulty of the divination of the cultivators; when the felt hat is worn, the identity changes, and the calculation and tracking must be miscalculated; in the west, it is the exchange position in the gossip, and the exchange is Ze, and the direction of the divination enters the grass, and the calculation is even more confusing.

This is Xu Zhuo's method of dealing with Han Tian, the Yi cultivator of the Dongguo family of Qingyang Cottage. Yi Tang study, the purpose is to increase his hole cards in the future in the fight; in this Doutian world, I don't know "Yi", I don't know "Yi", I don't understand "Yi", I am calculated by others, how he offended people, how he died, I don't know.

Xiaodao was betrayed by someone, and he never wanted a second time.

-- Didn't you Dongguo Wei want to kill me, so that your son Dongguo Jian would lose me, a formidable competitor, in the primary election of the cottage, and become a seed player selected for Tianmen and Qingyang Cottage? Okay, I will directly calculate the death of Dongguo Jian, and completely extinguish your thoughts! If you want me to die, you will completely destroy your Dongguo family's expectation of cultivating immortals!

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Five days later, Wang Ji Tianmen accepted disciples at the meeting, and the martial arts field ascended to Sendai.

"Below, Huang Houxin, Yang Jian. ”

The Tianmen Disciple Acceptance Conference, which measured the Heavenly Spirit Root and the Martial Arts, and Xu Zhuo Tianling Root was medium, tested the danger and passed the guò, and entered the martial arts arena.

In the middle, there is a high ring, called Dengxiantai, a platform with a radius of 100 zhang piled up of bluestone, ninety-nine steps, a piece of rosewood due north, and three heavenly gates to assess the elders.

"Huang Houxin, please advise. The eight-foot man, holding a Xuanxuan iron rod in his hand, Huang Houxin climbed the stairs and stood still in the field, with a muffled thunder.

The Xuantie rod, with the unique Xuaniron in the cultivation world, was calcined for 7749 days with three-flavor real fire, and the body of the rod was engraved with formations, and it was a high-grade magic weapon carefully crafted. In order to enter the Heavenly Gate, the Huang family did not hesitate to use all the connections in the cultivation world that could be used, and spent a lot of money to buy this high-grade magic weapon.

"Yang Jian, please advise. With a flick of the black clothes, Yang Jian stepped up to the Sendai with a long sword in his hand, and reported lightly.

"Pre-...... Ready, begin. The eyes of the Heavenly Gate Martial Arts Assessment Elder narrowed slightly, and the lazy words came out of his mouth, and cyan lotus flowers appeared in the sky, blooming.

The sound of the heavenly gate, the small sound lotus technique, the sound of the invisible sound wave condensed into a silk thread, the sound silk into a lotus, "pop ......", the sound lotus exploded, and the voice of the assessment elder resounded in the hearts of all the assessors.

"Pick up. ”

"Hum", the black iron rod was as fast as lightning, with a strong breath, and the head of the Yang Jian smashed down.

This slash seems simple, but in fact, it has quietly launched the attack formation on the stick, as soon as it touches Yang Jian's body, the cultivation formation in the Xuantie rod will be launched immediately, and the attack power will suddenly increase dozens of times.

While!

Yang Jian, as soon as the magic-grade long sword in his hand was raised, he held the Xuantie rod that Huang Houxin picked down.

Chic, light, and silent, he raised his sword to hold the opponent's black iron rod.

"Huh, your kid has a lot of strength. Okay, that's good, people in the province always say that I am conceited and use my strength to bully people. Come on, come again. ”

As he spoke, Huang Houxin withdrew his iron rod and hit the second stick.

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This second stick, the stick shadow.

The shadow of the stick was layered, folded in the air, like a huge wave rolling in the river and sea, bringing a gust of strong wind, and rushed towards Yang Jian.

The aura of the Xuanxuan Iron Rod, hidden in the tumbling waves, turned into the wind, and pounced on the opponent with the shadow of the stick.

The shadow of the stick turns into waves, which is the first layer of the exercise of the heaven-shaking stick.

"Waves hit a thousand armies!" Huang Houxin shouted loudly as the black iron rod was pulled out.

Yang Jian, where will you not be able to see the origin of his stick. Frequent fights, this "wave hitting a thousand armies", he is all too familiar. This move, to put it bluntly, is powerful, infuse Yuantian's origin aura into this dark iron rod, and then, the speed, plus the line of the stick move, it becomes. It seems to be huge, but in fact, it's just a fancy.

There is no need to fight this reckless man. Yang Jian thought, comparing his own shortcomings with his strengths, isn't it uncomfortable?

The figure flashed, and the lightning shot to the right.

"I know that you kid doesn't dare to take it!" Huang Houxin laughed and said, "Give me a pick!"

Hundred waves climbing. Huang Houxin's Xuanxuan Iron Rod turned the downward stroke, and as soon as his arm flipped over, there was another stick to the right.

This stick, the same stick shadow and gang qi fused together, conjuring up huge waves one after another, surging towards Yang Jian's face.

This is the martial art of the acquired realm!

Xu Zhuo couldn't stop marveling on the side.

If you can put this black iron stick into Yuantian to warm up, like a flying sword, you can make an envoy in the air, and then have such power, then wouldn't it become a flying stick in the air?

sighed, Xu Zhuo only sighed.

Sword, when his eyes were like all the hundred or so newcomers present, staring at this "hundred waves of rock climbing", suddenly, a sword appeared in his sight.

Yes, Yang Jian, the sword is out.

As soon as they came up, they were beaten three times by this Huang Dasha, even if they were clay figures, and the fire would also come up; now they are in front of the public, in full view of everyone, competing in martial arts, at the beginning, they are falling behind, how can he make reservations. Without thinking about it, directly, it came up with a trick.

Feiyun Sword.

As soon as Yang Jian Yuantian's origin aura urged, the top-grade magic weapon-level flying sword in his hand disappeared in front of everyone's eyes. Quick, almost to the extreme. Countless sword shadows instantly appeared in front of Yang Jian.

As soon as the sword shadow appeared, it disappeared immediately without waiting for everyone to come back to their senses, followed by sword flowers, countless sword flowers.

Xu Zhuo secretly looked at it with his spiritual sense, and was suddenly shocked, nine hundred and ninety-nine, no more, no less. He couldn't tell what the flower was, but it felt unusually gorgeous and dazzling.

Fragrant, inexplicably, all the people present at the same time clearly felt that they really smelled the fragrance of these countless flowers, the magic technique, refreshing people's hearts, and the fragrance of flowers wafted into everyone's hearts.

At this moment, suddenly, all the flowers disappeared in the intoxication of everyone. The sword flower turned into mist, and a white cloud appeared in front of Yang Jian. Gently, faintly, elegantly, in the air, a white cloud.

The white clouds fluttered slowly, and with a finger of Yang Jian's hand, the white clouds conjured up by the high-grade magic weapon-level long sword greeted Huang Houxin's hundred waves of rock climbing.

The elegant white clouds and the heavy waves collided suddenly.

"Boom", the white clouds and the huge waves disappeared at the same time, the sword stick appeared in everyone's eyes, and at the same time, the two high-grade magic weapons were handed over together.

The sword qi rippled, and circles of sword qi spread out in all directions, and the layers of dust on the bluestone ground flew up with the sword qi, intimately harassing the nostrils and eyes of the hundred or so newcomers in the air.

The light, the flash, the flash, the dazzling light shined in the pupils of the people, and then reflected from the faces of the people into the sky.

Yang Jian and Huang Houxin also took several steps backwards due to excessive force.

Yang Jian took five steps, Huang Houxin took two steps, and it was obvious that Huang Houxin had the upper hand.

His face sank, his eyes widened angrily, Yang Jian waved his right hand and shouted, "Give it to me!"

The shadow of the sword rises and disappears again; in an instant, the sword flower appears, and then disappears; in an instant, the white clouds reappear, and the colorful white clouds appear in front of Yang Jian.

When the clouds rise, the wind is automatically generated, and when the wind and clouds rise, the aura continues to gather towards this colorful white cloud, and the white clouds continue to increase.

"Caiyun crosses the mountain!"

The colored clouds, driven by the wind, were undoubtedly several times faster than the white clouds just now; This is the most powerful sword move in the first layer of the Feiyun Sword, the Wind Cloud Sword.

A sword out of the clouds, colorful clouds, a sword out of the wind, Gangfeng. The clouds moved with the wind, and the wind was born from the clouds, and suddenly a rainbow appeared in the sky, an artificially created rainbow.

The lightness of the five-colored clouds was like fluttering, and the rainbow flashed, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of Huang Houxin.

"A thousand waves are empty!" Huang Houxin was not surprised.

A thousand waves, undoubtedly that this Xuanxuan iron rod conjure up a thousand waves in an instant, superimposed layer by layer, the power increased exponentially, and in the end, it was a thousand times its own strength.

Thousands of waves were empty, Huang Houxin's hand and the black iron rod disappeared at the same time, layers of stick shadows, and then Gangqi, and then, one wave, two waves, one wave after another, overwhelming, three breaths, thousands of waves, gathered in front of him.

"Get up", with a lift of both hands, thousands of waves began to climb towards the floating five-colored clouds.

"Dangdangdang", "Dangdangdang", "Dangdangdang,...... A series of hurried swords and sticks resounded in everyone's ears, and in the end, no one had the heart to count how many times this was handed over.

Mars flies, extinguishes, Mars extinguishes, reappears.

The flash, the constant flash, dazzled the eyes of many people, some simply closed their eyes and listened to the rhythmic sound of "dangdang", and some squinted their eyes to enjoy the colorful spectacle.

"Boom", there was a loud bang, and the figures of the two appeared, and Huang Houxin, dressed in rags, retreated to the side.

Yang Jian pinched the sword trick in his hand and stared coldly at the dark iron rod in his opponent's hand.

"With fast breaking power, Yang Jian wins. In the next game, Xu Zhuo and Han Jun. ”

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