Chapter 142: The Girl Yan Ying

Out of the dragon vein, Xuantianji was also a little helpless. Now that the Supreme has no way, there is chaos in various places, the people are not living, and the dragon veins have been swallowed, and the luck of the Central Plains is weakened by three points, and in the near future, it is bound to suffer a catastrophe.

Xuantian didn't even have to think about it, he knew that this catastrophe came from Dongying, and the person who came should be godless and godless.

This person learned the art of boxing authenticity, because his senior brother boxing god was too brutal and killed him with his division, and then killed the teacher, and changed the boxing door to the godless palace.

In the original work, after he won the position of palace master, his ambition swelled greatly, snooped on the throne of Middle-earth, led troops to attack the Central Plains, and was blocked by no name outside Shanhaiguan, and retreated in defeat.

"It seems that I have to go to Shanhaiguan!" Xuan Tianji said to himself. "But it's not in a hurry, it stands to reason that there will be at least four or five years before his invasion, even if things change now, and he is lucky, it will take two or three years, these days are enough!"

In the blink of an eye, Xuantian Ji sorted out his thoughts clearly, he stretched out his hand, and the divine dragon coiled on his wrist again. His whole body turned into a streamer of light and returned the way he came.

In the middle of the field, Xiongba and Nie Renwang had already woken up, and the two of them touched the transparent enchantment, feeling a trace of curiosity.

Xuantian Ji stretched out his hand, closed the enchantment, and said, "This place has been explored almost completely, there will be no progress if we stay any longer, let's go out!"

"Yes, master!" said Xiongba respectfully.

King Nie also called the word "yes" and put away the remains of his ancestors.

With the Fire Qilin leading the way, Xuantian Ji and his party easily let go of the Lingyun Cave and returned to the outside world.

Look at the waves of the river under your feet. Looking at the blue sky and white clouds in the sky again, Xiongba couldn't help but sigh. "I went to Lingyun Cave. I realized that the blue sky and white clouds, which I don't pay attention to on weekdays, are so lovely. It was unexpected!"

"Only when you lose will you know how to cherish it!" said Nie Renwang. "We are used to the blue sky and white clouds on weekdays, where do we care about them, when we are in the dark Lingyun Cave, we will remember their goodness!"

"Okay, don't be emotional!" Xuan Tianji said with a smile, looking at King Nie Ren. "Now my master and apprentice are going to the north, what about you?"

"The younger generation came out to experience this time, thanks to the blessing of the seniors, not only found the corpses of the ancestors. He has improved his martial arts again and is about to return to the Nie family. If the seniors don't dislike it, can you allow the juniors to accompany them and go to the north together?" said King Nie respectfully.

"I almost forgot, your Nie family is also a big clan in the north, since you are on the way, let's go together!" Xuantian said casually.

"Thank you, senior!" said Nie Renwang in thanks.

Xuantian Ji was about to set off, caught a glimpse of the fire qilin under him, and said slowly, "What you look like now." If you go out, you'll scare others, but will you shrink it?"

The fire qilin seemed to understand Xuantianji's words, shook his head for a while, and then in the surprised eyes of the two. The body gradually became smaller, and finally it was about the same size as a horse.

"Yes, you're a bit of a skill. Let's go!"

Xiongba and Nie Renwang looked at the Xuantian machine riding on the fire qilin, revealing envious expressions. The two looked at each other. Followed closely.

The three of them went all the way to the north and traveled for about half a month. Came to Luoyang.

"I didn't expect to see Luoyang again!" Xuan Tianji stood in front of Luoyang City and sighed repeatedly.

"Master, is there an old friend of yours in this Luoyang City?" Xiongba said curiously.

"Luoyang City has left too many memories for me, but it's a pity that things are not people, and the vicissitudes of life!" Xuan Tianji said slowly.

His voice revealed a sense of vicissitudes, as if he had experienced the rolling red dust, seen through the grievances and hatreds, and the warmth and coldness of the world.

"If the sky is loved, the sky is also old, this sentence is really true!" Xuan Tianji said suddenly. "It's just, if you don't even have love, is it still human?"

Xiongba and King Nie looked at each other, completely unable to understand Xuantianji's mood.

"Okay, let's enter the city!" Xuantian said and rode the fire unicorn into Luoyang City.

The defenders of the city did not seem to see the three of them, and let them pass.

"Xiaoyou, what are the grand events in Luoyang City today?" Xuantianji asked King Nie.

"The Yan family, the number one clan in Luoyang, recently broke out the news that a martial arts competition will be held in Luoyang City to recruit relatives, and those with the highest martial arts can marry the eldest lady of the Yan family, who is known as the first beauty in the world!" Nie Renwang said excitedly.

"Miss Yan, who is she?" Xuan Tianji said with some doubts.

"Naturally, it's Miss Yan Ying!"

"Oh, it turned out to be her!" Xuan Tianji sighed lightly and said with a smile: "I'm afraid the eldest lady of the Yan family is less than fifteen years old, why is she going to get married?"

"The predecessors have forgotten that today, a woman can marry at the age of twelve!" Nie Renwang reminded. "I heard that the reason why the Yan family is in such a hurry to marry her out is because she was persecuted by the Sword Sect, and it is rumored that the son of Jian Hui, the head of the contemporary Sword Sect, has fallen in love with the eldest lady of the Yan family, and the Yan family is helpless, so they made this decision!"

"It's really interesting!" Xuan Tianji thought silently.

He only knew that in the original book, Yan Ying married King Nie Ren, and later took refuge in Xiongba, where would he have thought that there would be such a change. When I came to the Fengyun plane early, everything was unpredictable.

"In that case, let's go and join in the fun!" Xuan Tianji said with a smile.

"Yes!" the two replied in unison.

Xuantianji and his party walked for a quarter of an hour, and then they arrived in front of the ring, where they passed, everyone consciously got out of the way, no one dared to stop them, and the majesty of the three of them was not something that ordinary people could bear!

Xuantianji saw the girl on the stage at a glance.

The girl is dressed in white, with long hair and a shawl, her skin is better than snow, exuding a seductive luster, her demeanor is beautiful, delicate and indescribable, and her style is beautiful, and she cannot be forced to look at. Although she is thirteen or fourteen years old, she really lives up to the title of the first beauty in the world.

Xuantian Ji had already seen many beautiful women, so he wouldn't be too surprised, but King Nie Ren was immediately attracted by Yan Ying, and he could hardly extricate himself.

Xuantian Ji looked at his apprentice, only to see the light in the eyes of the male tyrant, as if he had some new goal.

Xuantianji looked at Yan Ying, and suddenly thought of an interesting thing, if he accepted Yan Ying, would Nie Feng, the protagonist in the storm, still appear, and how would it develop in the future?

As soon as this idea appeared, Xuantian immediately rejected it. Even if the wind and clouds appear, can they still compete with themselves, it's ridiculous!

Xuantian thought about it, turned his eyes to the side, and saw that the person guarding the field was a handsome young man, with excellent swordsmanship, although he was eighteen or nineteen years old, his strength was already at the peak of the first-class, and he was about to enter the innate realm.

Underneath the boy, a middle-aged man sits. He was surrounded by fierce sword energy, and no one dared to approach, it was Jian Hui, the head of the contemporary Sword Sect. (To be continued......)