In the next month, many foreign practitioners appeared one after another in Yecheng, and the number of guards in the city also increased silently. The monks wearing Taoist robes of various sects and the ubiquitous black armored city guards added a bit of solemnity to this noisy and tolerant city.
After returning that night, Duan Chongxuan invited Yin Biyue to go out at night to hear about the book and it never happened again—whether it was true or not.
So Yin Biyue practiced swords on the edge of Autumn Lake during the day, and he practiced cold water swords. Meditate in the room at night, play the sword in the sea of consciousness, and temper the consciousness.
The courtyard by the lake is very quiet. Ye Cheng's hustle and bustle did not spread here.
But if you look at the center of the city, there is a lot of traffic, the blue Taoist robe with gossip runes is Baopuzong, the purple robe is Lianjianzong, and the white robe embroidered with cloud patterns is Cangya Mountain.
The one with gray robes is Jiekong Temple, and the one with bright yellow robes is Xingshan Temple.
Walking in front of them, responsible for guiding the reception, wearing a white robe with splashed ink landscape, is the host this time, a disciple of the Qinglu Sword Sect.
He Yanyun followed Xi Pingfeng's uncle, passed through the lively streets and streets, and walked towards Qiushui Lake in the south of the city. She often slipped down the mountain when she was a child, but there was no place that was more fresh and interesting than this Yecheng.
But the disciples of the Qinglu Sword Sect are still there, so naturally they can't show the appearance that they haven't seen the world. That's so embarrassing.
So she gave Ruan Xiaolian a wink. Ruan Xiaolian gave her a look back.
- Go out to the market place to eat at night.
- Eat the wonton on the left first, and then eat the cold cake from the back.
The two reached a consensus calmly and walked forward without changing their faces.
The three of Luo Mingchuan received news from Qinglu's disciples and greeted their classmates at Cangya Mountain by the Qiuhu Lake.
After meeting with Elder Xi Pingfeng, he watched a group of disciples start dividing the courtyard with great interest. The originally quiet courtyard group by the lake also became lively.
From time to time, disciples came forward to greet the three of them. After He Yanyun said hello, she stopped Luo Mingchuan, "Senior brother, I have a lot to ask you."
Yin Biyue understood immediately!
Come on girl boldly! Don't worry, your senior brother didn't meet half a beautiful woman Xiu along the way!
Duan Chongxuan smiled at him and said, "Today is very lively in the city, why don't you come and see the fourth senior brother with me?"
Yin Biyue wasn't sure if he meant visiting Hualou, but there was a lot of noise around Qiuhu Lake, and the sword couldn't be connected, so he might as well just go for a stroll in the city.
As soon as the two passed through the mansions of those high-profile families in the south of the city, they first encountered a lively event.
What happened in Yecheng can be seen from a distance, because the black armored guards are too eye-catching.
Coincidentally, the lively center was also an acquaintance, and the blue Taoist robe flashed through the gap between the crowds.
Duan Chongxuan bypassed the crowd without saying a word, and took Yin Bi to the restaurant across the street.
I chose the position on the second floor by the window, and asked for Rose Crisp and Junshan Maojian, so that I could watch with leisure.
This position is so good that even the disciple holding Pu Zong clenched his slightly trembling fists clearly.
Downstairs, the dozen or so disciples in blue dao robes surrounded by the city guards happened to be the three Yin Biyue met in Panlongling.
The faces of the two teams were not good-looking. There was a stretcher in the middle of the black armored guards, and there was a person lying on the stretcher. He Lai negotiated with the squad leader of the city guard as a representative.
He Lai's tone was very cold and powerful, "The person is all right, and the medicine pill has been given, what else?"
He was exposed to the pressure of the barrier-breaking period, which seemed very intimidating.
If Baopuzong's Hengduan Mountain, in the towns and villages with a radius of 100 miles, no one would dare to defy him.
But in Yecheng, the city guard team was not afraid of him, not even the ordinary people watching from afar.
With the realm of cultivation, you can naturally hear those whispers, even if the voices of those who gossip are low and far away, "Return to the sect, what qualities are you?"
"Bao Puzong? Oh, when Cangya Mountain entered the city, he was always peaceful, and he didn't see any trouble."
"That's right, Uncle Li from the wonton stall also said that the two girls from Cangya smiled at him!"
It was Cangya Mountain again, He Lai was furious when he heard it, but at this time, the captain of the city guard team spoke up, "According to the city law, damage to personal property must be compensated twice as much as the original price, and personal injury should be an apology, and I will be responsible for the follow-up. Treatment and compensation."
Before He Lai spoke, a disciple of Baopu Zong became anxious first.
"Why didn't you pay?! Do you know how valuable that bottle of Yulu Dan is!"
The team leader showed a puzzled look and said seriously, "But you didn't apologize. What does this have to do with the value of the medicinal pill?"
The faces of Baopuzong's disciples were mixed with incredible shock and anger. They had never experienced anything like this in their past lives. It is understandable to apologize to the strong, but now they are asked to apologize to an ordinary person? !
It was just that they bumped into a vendor who was carrying a pole. The vendor was too old to fly out after a bump, and he couldn't blame them. If he hadn't thought about going out and being polite, where would he use such a good medicine pill!
He Lai was the first to calm down and returned to his expressionless face. He just wants to get out of here as soon as possible now, instead of being surrounded by people watching a good show.
Facing the stretcher in the middle of the black armored guards, he lifted his robe and gave a half salute, "I'm sorry."
Of course, he doesn't take these realms far from his city guards, but Ye Chengli, not to mention the city owner of the Mahayana realm, there are several enshrined in the small vehicle realm alone. These guards are people from the City Lord's Mansion. They just came to Yecheng, and the Flower Folding Fair has not yet started. He doesn't want to cause trouble at this time.
A disciple of Baopuzong said angrily, "It's time to give way now!"
The Black Armor Guards stepped aside neatly, and the squad leader shouted behind them, "Remember to read the city law when you go back!"
The people on the street covered their mouths and laughed.
He Lai suddenly seemed to feel something, and when he looked up, he saw the two people in the teahouse, and his face turned ashen.
Duan Chongxuan smiled at him in disgrace.
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In the small courtyard by the autumn lake, Magnolia grandiflora swayed slightly in the wind.
Luo Mingchuan patiently told He Yanyun about the experience along the way.
The long embankment of Yangcheng, the mountain bandits encountered in Panlongling, the official road in the west, the waves of the floating sea, and the space magic of Mr. Kamili.
Finally, He Yanyun couldn't help interrupting him, "Senior brother, that's not what I want to hear!"
Luo Mingchuan was not annoyed, and said gently, "Then what do you want to hear?"
He Yanyun hesitated, but finally asked, but she was too embarrassed to say it too straightforwardly, and said vaguely, "I want to know... How are you and Senior Brother Yin?"
How about what
The flower-folding meeting was approaching, and the junior sister should have asked them how their cultivation was.
So he smiled, "Very good, much better than before."
He Yanyun's eyes lit up instantly, "I knew it!"
She rushed out of the yard like a gust of excitement, "Senior brother, take a good rest and I won't disturb you!"
She wants to tell Ruan Xiaolian the good news immediately! Handkerchiefs and banners are not for nothing haha!
Standing in the wind, Luo Mingchuan felt very inexplicable.
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The freshness of first coming to Yecheng passed quickly.
On the second day, the disciples of Cangya Mountain began to practice as if they were on the mountain.
Until the day when the lottery was drawn before the flower-folding fair, the lakeside of Qiuhu was as quiet as ever.
The draw was on the edge of the ring at the foot of Chongming Mountain. Everyone went to Shen Yingbi to record their names and get their numbers.
There are 321 people in total, and the first 160 people will draw lots to decide their opponents. The remaining one who is lucky will have a bye in the first round and directly advance to the second round.
No one cares whether there is a right to draw lots, because what happens to the opponent depends on luck.
The moment the signature is opened, there will be a display on Shen Yingbi, which cannot be changed even if the signature is changed. What's more, the Qinglu Sword Sect, who was the host this time, sent two Theravada elders to maintain order.
The numbers of the three Yin Biyue happened to be in the top 160, and they were going to draw lots.
Along the way, there were huge crowds of people, and it was full of discussions among the disciples of various sects.
"Hey! I've drawn the junior sister of Lianjian Sect! How could this be done!" The speaker was full of joy.
"I'm taking Huiren from Jiekong Temple, Buddhist cultivator, there's nothing to worry about now, even if you can't beat him, you won't get hurt."
There are also miserable ones, surrounded by fellow students to comfort them, and shouting angrily, "I won't fight, I'm going to go home! I met Zhong Shan in the first game, what a luck!"
The lottery team moved quickly, Duan Chongxuan reported his number and started the lottery. The lottery tube is very large, engraved with a magic circle that isolates the consciousness to prevent prying, and two Theravada elders supervise it. He stretched out one of his hands at will, and after opening it, the ink-colored writing appeared.
Shen Ying's wall lit up with the name corresponding to the lottery he had drawn.
The disciple who wrote the bulletin board next to him immediately picked up his pen and wrote, "Cangya Mountain Duan Chongxuan vs. Bao Puzong Li Lin, the fourth match on the 15th, the third ring."
Yin Biyue did not expect that one of the three of them would draw Bao Puzong in the first round.
The chatter's luck is really... accurate.
Next, Luo Mingchuan finished the lottery and said hesitantly, "One hundred and eighty-five, I remember that this is also the number of Bao Puzong."
Sure enough, Baopu Zong Wang Zhen's name lit up.
Yin Bi slandered more and more, and the probability is too small.
By the time he finished smoking, he was speechless.
"Where is Yin Biyue in Cangya Mountain vs. Baopu Zong, the first match on the 16th, the No. 1 arena."
Duan Chongxuan didn't expect it, and sighed, "The road is narrow."