There are immortal cultivators in the city, and this matter is not big in the East, but it is not small if it is small. Everyone knows that although the cultivators in Dongdu are all demon cultivators, they are not very repulsive to immortal cultivators. Dongdu is also a prosperous and powerful country, and it is not surprising that immortal cultivators occasionally stop by on weekdays.
But the blame lies in the fact that the cultivators appeared in the imperial city of the Eastern Capital, and they also set up a small courtyard in the imperial city. If it wasn't for the thieves in the city a few days ago, which disturbed those few people, no one knows their cultivators so far. the identity of the person.
"If you want me to say, those few may be spies lurking from other countries."
Chunhua Building is the largest restaurant in the imperial city. There are many people coming and going on weekdays and the business is very good. Today, it is almost full. It's just that now the diners are not only eating, but also talking about the immortal cultivators in the city.
"Ha, come on." Someone retorted, "Do you think those old dogs in the immortal realm who profess to be righteous in other countries are interested in state affairs? Which of them are not gods talking about cutting off the mortal world, regardless of the mortal world? It's harder for them to get involved in state affairs and come to be spies for other countries than to ascend to the sky. I see, those few are just looking at our imperial city, and come to see and see."
"It's close to ten. I heard that those old dogs outside were yelling at us, but those few didn't think about doing anything to us. I guess they wanted to live like ordinary people."
"Huh? How do you know they're not waiting for the moment to get rid of us?"
"Whatever they are going to do? Anyway, if you want to do something, kill them. One to kill one, two to kill one pair. We are so many people afraid of what they will do? And our imperial city is much more powerful, think about it. Our master, Dali Temple Qing Tinghao Xingjun... Maybe they are already afraid."
"I can't see it. You have to know that those people are all sword cultivators. What are sword cultivators? They are all famous lunatics. Didn't leapfrog kill the ancestor? Want their sword repairers to be afraid?" The man tutted a few times and shook his finger, "Impossible."
"That's right. And I heard that they are all powerful masters. When the shop owner caught a thief a few days ago, the thief rushed into the small courtyard and was about to take the hostage. I was crushed to death, and I haven't woken up yet."
"Huh! So powerful?"
"That's it, I told you-"
Suddenly, all the voices stopped, and all eyes stared at the door of Chunhua Building.
Two people walked in at the door of Chunhua Building, both of them were plain white and straight. Their complexion is white, as lustrous and moist as white jade. One of them has a handsome appearance, like snow that does not melt all year round, and his eyes are as sharp as cold stars, making people dare not look directly. The other one is more like Pan An, although he also has the coolness of Han Xue, which is much warmer than the one next to him, especially he has double-sweeping phoenix eyes. People are drowning in it.
They don't have swords, but everyone can see that they are cultivating swords, like swordsmen flying from the sky, immortal style, and they are incompatible with the diners in Dongdu who love dark colors.
No one there recognized them, and never saw them, but no one could guess who they were.
Sword cultivator in white, the immortal cultivator they were still talking about!
How did they come? Doesn't it mean that these are the masters who seldom go out in the small courtyard under the plate
Everyone's palms were sweating coldly. The two just walked past them, but it made everyone aware of the faint oppression. They guessed from the rumors that these two were powerful, but they didn't expect it to be so powerful. There were many Nascent Souls present, but no one dared to say a word under these two people, and they didn't even dare to move lightly.
What the hell are these two about? !
They chose a table in the middle, and Xie Xuanyang beckoned to the guy who was still staring at them in a daze from a distance, "Ask for a pot of spring."
Wenchun is Chunhualou’s signature wine. It has spring in its name, but it is actually extremely spicy. At this time, the stimulant taste that the magic cultivator likes, but the cultivator who has a light taste in the mouth is rarely able to accept it.
When Wen Chun came to the table, the hand of the guy holding the jug was shaking. He was just a boy who had just cultivated a little bit of magic, and he couldn't help but his legs were weak in front of these two swordsmen who had not restrained their cultivation. He trembled and said, "Dao, Dao, Dao Master... Can, do you want to pour wine?"
Xie Xuanyang knew how much pressure this little guy was under, so he didn't embarrass him, just said, "No need, just leave it alone."
"Hey, hey." The guy responded, put down the jug and hurriedly slipped away, as if a wolf and a tiger were chasing him behind his buttocks.
Xie Xuanyang couldn't help but be moved, "You're so scared?" He touched Qingxiao and said, "Okay, don't be angry, you've been so angry the day before to now, see how scared people are."
Qing Xiao sat there with a cold face, not saying a word.
After talking with Li Hongye that day, it took three days to arrive at Qing Xiao's birthday. This birthday was forgotten by himself a thousand years ago, but he didn't think Xie Xuanyang did not know where he came from. Originally, Xie Xuanyang rarely took the initiative to make out with him as a congratulatory gift, which made him happy, but who would have thought that in the middle of the night there would be thieves who do not know what to do, and then a group of demon cultivators followed up, almost ignoring Xie Xuanyang's half-unclothed body. And kept making noise all night.
If it wasn't for Xie Xuanyang pulling Qingxiao and saying that he would obey the laws of the Eastern Capital, Qingxiao would have to kill the damn thief and the magic cultivators who broke in later.
After this incident, Qing Xiao became so unpleasant to anyone in Dongdu, Liu Zhoudu was so frightened that he took Meimei to avoid him, Mo Lingyan, the guy who was afraid that his master was angry Also followed Meimei to run away to hide from people.
Xie Xuanyang saw that Qingxiao's whole body was even colder, and he sighed helplessly, "It's my fault, it's all my fault for sending the guards away. Didn't I compensate you later? Why are you still angry?"
Qing Xiao said, "I'm not mad at you."
He was angry that he couldn't detect someone breaking in in time because he was slightly drunk, and that the little thief dared to break into the house privately. Qingxiao respects the rules. Mo Lingyan will be trained by him for a long time when he yells and yells on weekdays. This little thief broke into the room privately and disturbed the affairs between him and Xie Xuanyang. He couldn't kill anyone yet. Go, I can't stand it anymore.
Xie Xuanyang said, "The little thief has been sent to prison, and it can be regarded as evil and evil. You should also let go of your anger, or others will be able to think that we are trying to make trouble in Dongdu."
Qing Xiao glanced around like a blade, and everyone quickly retracted their gazes, daring not to stare at them non-stop.
At this time, a person came down from the upstairs. This man was tall and thin, wearing a sapphire blue brocade shirt of ten kinds, with a maroon lychee-patterned horn strap tied around his waist, and a flawless jade bi in relief of a flying snake. He has a pair of dark red and deep eyes, and those who are swept by these eyes can't help sitting upright, as if being watched by the strict management of the family.
His eyes fell on the central table, where Xie Xuanyang and Qing Xiao were sitting. He stared at Qing Xiao, "Your surname is Li."
Qing Xiao ignored him. In fact, Qing Xiao from Dongdu didn't want to ignore him. The man was not annoyed, he walked down without changing his face, and stood at the table of the two of them, "Li Zhuoshu, you use your sword."
Qing Xiao still ignored him. The man said again, "Why do you use a sword?"
This time Qing Xiao moved, but he gave him a cold look and asked, "Why do you use a sword?"
This man said, "For the sake of swordsmanship, use the sword in your hand to protect the people of the world."
Qing Xiao said, "Protecting the world is a sword, a spear, and everything. What you are asking for is not the way of swordsmanship."
The man was startled and said, "What is not the way of kendo?"
Qing Xiao said, "Benevolence."
This person's eyes looking at Qing Xiao suddenly became hot, as if a traveler in the desert finally found an oasis and saw a spring. He stretched out his hand and pulled out the chair to sit down, "I thought that the person who knew me was not the Daojun Qingxiao, but I didn't expect to meet you today."
Qing Xiao said lightly, "I am Qing Xiao."
"Pfft—" For a while, the Chunhua Building was in chaos. The diners in the room either spit out drinks or fell off their chairs. Some people even rolled and crawled to hide under the table.
Who is Qing Xiao? The nightmare of a demon cultivator, he not only rushed into the demon world and killed the ancestor, but also single-handedly killed all the magic cultivators under the ancestor's seat, and once saw the devil kill the devil, there is no one who is not a powerful cultivator. I'm not afraid of him, but I'm worried that one day he will meet him and lose his life.
This man was also shocked, "Are you Qing Xiao? Isn't your surname Li?"
Qing Xiao said, "Why can't I be named Li?"
Qingxiao is his Dao name, and everyone knows that Dao name has nothing to do with ordinary names, and it is not strange that his surname is Li Ming Zhuoshu.
Xie Xuanyang couldn't help laughing anymore, Qing Xiao didn't know why his surname Li was so shocking, but he knew. I am afraid that this person regards the Li surname of Qingxiao as the Li surname of the Dongdu royal family. He said, "Ting Hao Xingjun, if you are looking for someone, I am afraid you are looking for the wrong person."
This person is the Dali Temple Qing Ting Hao Xingjun in the Eastern Capital, and he was here on the order of Li Hongye to bring the two into the palace. But he had already heard from Li Hongye that one of the two people he was going to pick up had the blood of Emperor Tai|zu, but he never imagined that this person was not surnamed Li. The one surnamed Li among the two was not only not a member of the royal family, but also the Taoist Qingxiao who he wanted to fight with.
Ting Hao Xingjun was a little embarrassed at the time. He looked at Xie Xuanyang and said, "Could it be you?"
Xie Xuanyang smiled and said, "If you want to find that Li's surname, then you should find me. It's just that my surname is not Li, but Xie."
The muscles at the corner of Ting Hao Xingjun's mouth seemed to be beating. He looked at Xie Xuanyang, "Your surname is Xie? You also use a sword?"
He thought of the Tai | Ancestral Queen Xie Ningyuan, no magic cultivator liked this Tai | Ancestral Queen, but none of the magic cultivators dared to say that his sword was not good. If you ask who knows the sword best, and who is the real first person in kendo, no one dares to say that it is not the queen who is called the ancestor of the sword.
Xie Xuanyang nodded, "It's the Xie you thought, and the sword you thought."
Ting Hao Xingjun stopped talking. As a swordsman, no one wants to see the swordsmanship of the swordsman. He thought that there was only one inheritor of the swordsmanship in this world, Qing Xiao, but now it seems that he is wrong. He wanted to fight Qingxiao for the swordsmanship of Jianzu, but he couldn't, because he knew that Qingxiao's cultivation was profound and the speed of cultivation was terrifyingly fast.
But now another person has appeared, and Ting Hao Xingjun feels that he can change the target of the first battle to Xie Xuanyang. When he was about to ask for a battle, he heard Xie Xuanyang say, "I have heard that Tinghao Xingjun's swordsmanship is detached, and if you have the opportunity, please try it with me."
Ting Hao said, "Can we fight?"
If it's just a test, the two will definitely keep their hands, but what he wants is a full-fledged battle.
But Xie Xuanyang shook his head and said, "No."
Ting Hao said, "Why? Are you afraid of death?"
Xie Xuanyang said, "You will die."
The author has something to say: Little Theater One
Ting Hao Xingjun: Qing Xiao, your surname is Li? ! !
Daojun Qingxiao: What's wrong with my surname Li
Ting Hao Xingjun: Are you married into the Li family? Changed your last name? !
Qingxiao Daojun: Hehe
small theater 2
Xie Xuanyang: I will not fight with you
Ting Hao Xingjun: Why why why
Xie Xuanyang: I'm afraid you will be killed by me
Ting Hao Xingjun: Why why why
Xie Xuanyang: I have a real man for eight seconds, Zhenshanhe