Chapter 97: One person and one shadow stir up a storm in Beijing! (Update 35, please subscribe!)
More than Beijing!
This is the capital of Yue!
Not only is it the largest city in the country of Yue, it also happens to be located in the center of the country. It is connected in all directions and is the center of economic and cultural exchange in the country.
In such an urban area, naturally every inch of land is already at a premium.
Not only are the prices of houses several times higher than in ordinary cities, but even if some people are willing to pay a higher price, no one is willing to sell them.
After all, living in Yue Jingli is a status symbol in itself.
The entire city is laid out in an orderly manner and is divided into four areas: southeast, northwest and northwest.
In the East District, there are some wealthy businessmen, and the mansions and courtyards are more magnificent and taller than the last.
The West District, which is far opposite to the East District, is full of uneven bungalows, in which poor people, scoundrels and idlers live on the lower floors of the capital...
Beicheng District is where the Imperial City is located, so people other than the royal family will naturally not be allowed to live in it.
The corresponding Nancheng District is the residence of officials, big and small, and only those who are in official positions are eligible to move there.
The residences here were all built by the government, and were allocated to officials strictly according to their grade and title.
No one dares to expand or modify at will, otherwise they will commit the crime of overstepping the rules.
As a relative of the emperor and the younger brother of Emperor Yue, Prince Xin’s palace is naturally one of the best in this area!
From the moment you enter, you can feel the noble aura of Rongji Renchen.
A middle-aged man with a clean face quickly walked past a pair of ferocious bronze lion statues in front of the door, and walked into Prince Xin's Mansion under the watchful eyes of sixteen armored elite soldiers.
Go through the pavilion and the courtyard, turning seven times and eight times.
The middle-aged man came to a deep inner courtyard of the palace and said in a deep and expressionless voice: "My young prince, I have news to report!"
"Manager Wang, come in. ”
Manager Wang listened and stepped in.
I saw a gentle, slender, white-robed young man in his twenties walking out of the bedroom.
Every move he makes is polite and graceful.
Absolutely in line with the image of the dream lover of most teenage girls.
Manager Wang looked at him and his expression changed slightly: "It seems that your Black Evil Shura Kung Fu has made some progress, and you have actually entered the sixth level of Qi Refining."
"Hehe, isn't it true that the cultivators of the last blood sacrifice were all pretty good."
The young prince appeared proud, and then said: "What's wrong, what happened in the sect?"
Wang The manager nodded: "The believers discovered that there were three more groups of immortal cultivators in the capital."
"One group of four or five people, including men and women, is very strong. They may be in the foundation building stage. The monks and believers did not dare to get close, lest they be discovered. "
"The other group was quite large, seven or eight people."
"Looks like they are all casual cultivators, but their cultivation level is average. The strongest one is only at the eleventh level of Qi Refining, only eight or nine levels behind..."
"There is only one person in the last group!"
The young prince, who was listening quietly, raised his eyebrows when he heard the last part: "There is only one person? What kind of cultivation level?"
"He is only at the seventh or eighth level of Qi refining. This person is very good at breath gathering skills. "
Manager Wang shook his head slightly: "If I hadn't accidentally discovered that this person was holding a needle-shaped jade talisman in his hand, which seemed to be trying to activate, exuding some spiritual energy, I might not have noticed that he was an immortal cultivator. ”
The young prince nodded, a look of greed flashing across his eyes.
He turned to look at Mr. Wang: "You and I are in charge of the affairs of Yuejing, not just once or twice. It is still the old rule, easy first and then difficult..."
"Today Do it later!"
"Catch the lone cultivator first!"
"See how strong he is. If he is good, you can try to recruit him. If he is average, he is still stubborn... ...Then throw it into the blood prison and make it a blood sacrifice!”
"What do you think?"
Manager Wang has no objection to this decision.
But he made a request...
If it is a blood sacrifice, then tonight he will go to the blood prison to practice.
The young prince listened and sneered, understanding that the other party was stimulated by his progress in cultivation.
However, I don't mind.
He practices the Black Evil Shura Kung Fu, but if he practices it too quickly, there will be backlash.
When the time comes, you will be unable to control yourself, and you will need to capture the immortal cultivator to absorb the true essence to suppress it.
The two continued to discuss the arrangements for the other two groups.
The second group of casual cultivators received the same sentence as the lone cultivators.
However, it will be executed at a later time.
Facing the first group, the four or five immortal cultivators were most likely to have foundation-building cultivators...
The expressions of the two of them just became slightly serious.
“At present, in the sect, the masters in the foundation building stage are all out to preside over the affairs of the branch. Among the four blood servants around the leader, two of them have just entered the early stage of foundation building not long ago.”
“I Let’s see if we can stay away from the edge for now.”
The young prince frowned and said in a deep voice, appearing extremely fearful: "We should wait until the leader comes out of seclusion to discuss everything. After all, he is a monk in the foundation building period..."
Hearing this, Manager Wang had a trace of regret on his clean face. Noh nodded.
“What a pity!”
“I heard that the leader is retreating this time to attack the later stage of foundation building, and it is precisely the foundation building stage monks who need to perform blood sacrifices!”
“If only It’s a great achievement to capture them all!”
"After you support me, you will naturally have the opportunity to be promoted to Foundation Establishment!"
"Such a good opportunity... but you can only miss it in vain..."
Listening to Manager Wang's words, the young prince also He curled his lips somewhat depressedly.
Yes, a great achievement!
Such a great achievement is enough to earn the opportunity to be promoted to Foundation Establishment in the future!
Even though he is the registered disciple of the leader, he can't help but be moved!
The two of them finished their discussion.
Let’s go to the religious altar in Yue Jing to gather people.
Tonight.
Strike first and capture the lone cultivator.
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The sun sets in the west.
Pave golden avenues for people across Beijing to return home.
In the busy traffic and the hustle and bustle, wisps of fireworks began to fill the air.
The most famous Babao Tower in Yuejing is an elegant pavilion.
The five men and women, dressed in brocade and jade robes, are all elegant and graceful, like gods and goddesses.
Although there are many exquisite dishes on the white jade table, there are very few signs of being moved. It seems that they are only tasted.
"Senior Brother, is that Yue-Yue Sect monk named Li Feiyu really so powerful?"
"Not long after entering the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, he can kill a fourth-level monster by himself?"
A muscular man near the window looked at the thin Confucian scholar in his thirties who was sitting in the chair with an excited look on his face. Listening to the words, seeing the thin Confucian scholar who was called Senior Brother, he nodded helplessly.
The other three people present here are an elegant young man in white robes, a handsome young man in his twenties with red lips and white teeth, and a round face that seems to be only seventeen or eighteen years old. girl.
Seeing the helplessness of the senior brother, they all laughed.
The round-faced girl has two shallow dimples when she smiles, which is very endearing.
Attracting the elegant young man in white robe, his eyes showed doting and admiration.
“So powerful, then I must have a chance to compete with him!”
“It’s been a long time since I, Song Meng, met someone new and powerful at the same level. He's a monk now!"
"He can kill level four monsters, even if I bully him and he has only entered the middle stage of foundation building!"
A strong man named Song Meng, Zhan. Highly motivated.
It seems that they can't wait to find each other now, and then have a happy fight!
The elegant young man in white robe on one side frowned slightly.
"Don't think about fighting bravely all day long. Besides, that fellow Daoist Li can kill level four monsters by himself. He is very powerful. It's definitely not easy. Don't talk nonsense about bullying or not. .”
“Third senior brother, you only have the ambition of others and destroy the prestige of your own people!”
Song Meng snorted in dissatisfaction.
"He has only been in the middle stage of foundation building for a year. His realm is quite stable, and his magic and magical powers are still shallow. How can he be my opponent who has been in the middle stage of foundation building for more than ten years?"
The handsome young man with red lips and white teeth, He asked curiously: "Fourth Senior Brother is so confident, how sure are you of defeating this fierce Taoist friend?"
"The winning ticket is guaranteed!"
Song Meng smiled slightly, extremely confident: "I have the Five Elements Technique. I know everything, I can pick up intermediate spells at my fingertips and beat him like a painting!"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the other people became a little more serious.
He didn't object aloud.
They are all brothers in the same sect. Naturally, they all know that Song Meng's Five Elements magic talent is the best in his sect, and he is indeed proud of himself.
“I believe in Fourth Senior Brother!”
The round-faced girl with dimples smiled and expressed support.
Song Meng immediately burst out laughing when he heard this.
Seeing the noisy scene in front of him, Yu Kun smiled and shook his head.
Take advantage of the opportunity of the master to take the disciples in the Qi refining stage to participate in the bloody trial.
He took his third junior brother Liu Jing, fourth junior brother Song Meng, Xiaoliu Wuxuan, and seventh junior sister Zhong Weiniang out to get some fresh air.
By the way, let’s talk about what happened at the Lingshi Mine a year ago.
I never thought that Song Meng, a fighting maniac, would become feverish in fighting spirit after hearing about Li Feiyu killing a level four monster, and he would clamor to defeat Li Feiyu.
Shake his head.
Yu Kun stood up and walked to the balcony, blowing the sunset breeze.
The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it’s almost dusk.
Looking at the busy traffic under the setting sun outside the window, Yu Kun yearned for it very much.
He is a lively person, otherwise he would not sneak out with his junior brothers and sisters.
But it was so boring in Green Wave Cave.
Only the master, his wife, and Song Meng stayed in Green Wave Cave, while the others had caves outside.
No one talks on weekdays.
Thinking about these things, Yu Kun's eyes wandered.
Suddenly.
Looking at a figure in the crowd, I was inexplicably dazzled.
I suspect that I saw it wrong.
Just about to take another serious look.
But that figure has turned a corner and disappeared...
"It's not such a coincidence, is it?"
Yu Kun was a little suspicious of his own eyes: "No, I must have admitted my mistake. The other party does not have the aura of an immortal cultivator, he is just a mortal!"
It seemed that he understood it, and he shook his head indifferently.
Continue to turn around and chat with the junior brothers and sisters.
After tonight, they will return to Yellow Maple Valley.
You must keep your traces secret until Master comes back to avoid being punished.
alley.
Half shadow, half sunset.
Li Feiyu turned a corner, stopped, and glanced sideways with slightly squinted eyes.
His nameless breath gathering skill was demonstrated for the first time in front of Old Monster Qiong not long ago, but it was repeatedly praised for its exquisiteness.
But there are actually immortal cultivators outside the Black Evil Sect who are eyeing him?
You must know that he deliberately leaked his breath to the members of the Black Evil Sect, and the other party discovered that he was an immortal cultivator.
But, soon.
He felt the other person's eyes flicker again, as if there was a misunderstanding.
Li Feiyu shook his head, gathered his thoughts, and looked at the needle-shaped jade talisman in his hand...
This was the messenger jade talisman given to him by the old monster Qiong.
Once crushed, the other party will come to save him, but it also means failure in the experience!
And this time to experience...
The moment he saw the city of Yuejing, he knew that the target was the Black Evil Sect!
The seven major sects have always had an unwritten rule. Disciples of the seven sects are strictly prohibited from setting foot in the imperial city, in case any one sect takes advantage of the imperial family and causes disadvantage to the other sects.
So for hundreds of years, there was not even a shadow of a disciple of the Seven Sects in the imperial city of Yue Kingdom.
As long as the Emperor of Yue did not make any serious mistake of being disrespectful to the Seven Sects, the people of the Seven Sects would have complete laissez-faire towards him.
But this rule is obviously ineffective against the wandering old monster Qiong.
Old Monster Qiong came here once a few years ago when he was bored and discovered the existence of the Black Evil Sect!
As for why he knew it, he just let it go and allowed the Yue Emperor and the Black Evil Sect to perform blood sacrifices that were not allowed by the seven major sects.
The reason is also very simple.
There is no distinction between good and evil for people like Mr. Qiong. He only believes in the law of the jungle.
I tend to practice hard and don't like to practice hard.
In his eyes, those monks who were sacrificed by blood were weak flesh.
To die is to die.
Similarly, the Black Evil Sect and the Yue Emperor were just ants in his eyes.
Naturally, you won’t care what the ants are doing!
If it weren’t for the purpose of training his apprentice, Mr. Qiong probably wouldn’t even have remembered the existence of the Black Evil Sect!
(End of this chapter)