Turn right at an alley called Sanheli, walk to the end of the alley, push open the slightly old wooden door, and you will find the small courtyard where he has lived for several years.
The size of this courtyard is very small, only Zhang Xu, but it is very clean, the ground is covered with white stones, and a green pine not taller than a person is planted between the white stones, which is particularly beautiful between the gray walls and black eaves.
The small courtyard is surrounded by the Tianshu Temple in Songding, it is very quiet, except for the two bells in the morning and evening, there is no noise.
It can be said that this small courtyard is the best building in Matsucho, but not many people know about it.
Xuanyuan Po walked across the ground paved with white stones, came to sit down on the wooden floor in front of the house, took off his shoes, and put on a pair of clean white socks.
Before entering the house, he glanced at the woodpile by the door.
The pile of firewood is not high, but it is piled neatly. If you look carefully, you will even find that the length and thickness of each firewood are almost exactly the same.
Xuanyuan Po was silent for a while, then stretched out his hand and slowly pulled out an iron rod from the pyre.
The iron rod has no edges and corners, let alone sharpness. It looks very ordinary.
In fact, it is a sword.
No matter how it ranks in the Hundred Weapons List, this sword will definitely be ranked in the top ten.
Who would have thought that the legendary Shanhai Sword is now in a small courtyard in the slums of Baidi City, and was randomly inserted in the woodpile by the owner
Although it was treated similarly in the Orthodox Academy back then, it also had to bear the cooking fumes in the kitchen, and was even responsible for poking the charcoal fire in the stove.
Xuanyuan Po held the iron sword, pushed the door open and walked into the room.
The room is also very small, with a low table and a few futons, and a paper door in the middle, separating the living area.
Xuanyuan Po looked at the paper door, tightened his left hand holding the iron sword slightly, his breathing was still calm, but his expression became extremely dignified.
The paper door is very thin, not to mention using the Shanhai sword, with his Meiwu strong body, he might be able to blow it down with just one breath.
What is he wary of? Even faintly afraid
Suddenly, a voice came from the paper door.
"I don't know who you are. Since you can sense our existence just after entering the small courtyard, you must be a cultivator. Please come in and tell me."
Xuanyuan Po showed no surprised expression, looked at the paper door and said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"
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Over there by the paper door.
The room is a bit dark, occasionally the light from the flying chariot in the sky falls through the high windows, illuminating it for a moment.
There was some blood left on the wall, and there was a hint of gold in it, but there was no breath fluctuation.
A Taoist nun was sitting against the wall, her face was pretty, she couldn't tell her age, her brows were full of hostility, but her eyes were full of fear.
A scribe sat beside her, his face was slightly pale, but his expression was calm as usual.
It is Bingyanghong and Infinite Bi. If it wasn't for Mrs. Mu who wanted to maintain the restriction over Baidi City, and the black robe who was responsible for covering the sky, it would be very difficult for them to escape today. Even so, they were still under the control of those two angels. He was seriously injured and paid a great price.
Hearing Bie Yanghong's words, Wuwubi was shocked and angry, and said: "Why don't you kill him quickly, and let him in!"
"Since you are the owner here, there is no reason for you to be turned away by guests."
Bie Yanghong looked at the figure on the paper door and said calmly: "We can't move, we can't go out to welcome us, please come in."
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Hearing these two words, Xuanyuan Po was silent for a while, then stepped forward to push open the paper door with the iron sword in hand.
The first thing he saw was a pile of spars on the ground, two small towers and several pieces of spirit wood.
Obviously this is a formation method, which can ensure that the breath in the formation will not leak out and will not be discovered.
Then he looked up at the two men sitting against the wall.
It's not that the brats at the Orthodox Academy naturally become more careful as they grow older, but because so many things happened in Baidi City today, the Red River Demon Guards are still searching everywhere, and the flying chariot is still flying in the night sky. Be cautious.
Seeing the pale and vigilant Taoist nun, Xuanyuan Po was startled.
When he saw the severed arm on her shoulder and the blood all over her body, he couldn't help feeling a little dazed, wondering if this was the reincarnation of heaven
One night that year, the Taoist nun came to the capital, tortured and killed a stray dog, and was stopped by Guan Bai, so she cut off one of Guan Bai's arms.
Then the nun came to the Orthodox Academy and broke through the wall, trying to kill him, just to vent her emotions.
If it wasn't for Su Li's letter, he would have died that night, and the Orthodox Academy would have been destroyed.
In his eyes at the time, this nun was like a real devil, powerful and cold.
Who would have thought that when they met again after a few years, the Taoist nun was seriously injured and one of her arms was broken...
Xuanyuan Po didn't say anything, but looked at the man in scribe's uniform.
There were no wounds on this person's body, even the dust could not be seen, and his expression was very calm.
But Xuanyuan Po felt a death intent.
It was clear that the man had more severe injuries, deeper in the body.
Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Po suddenly felt sad.
Since the Taoist nun is Infinite Bi, this person is naturally a different kind of red.
Who in this world can hurt the other kind of red and infinite blue like this
Tang Sanshiliu had discussed this issue with them when they were chatting in the Orthodox Academy before.
The couple who can defeat this pair of powerful couples in the sacred field can only be the couple of saints, that is, His Majesty Baidi and Empress Empress.
The problem is, His Majesty Baidi is retreating, who is the Empress' helper
When Xuanyuan Po was thinking about these things, his red eyes fell on the iron sword in his hand.
Shan Haijian slept in Zhouyuan Sword Pool for many years, and has been in the Orthodox Academy since then. He has never appeared, and even he has never seen his real body. But he can perceive that the energy contained in this iron sword is extremely extraordinary, so what about the person who owns this iron sword
This person must be a powerful monster.
Bie Yanghong sighed in her heart, thinking that her fate was like this, she was helpless.
But Xuanyuan Po didn't do anything, didn't make a move, and didn't warn outside.
He was silent for a while, then said, "What medicinal materials do you need?"
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Hearing this sentence, Bie Yanghong was startled.
Infinite Bi said bitterly: "What do you want to do? Don't even think about harming us!"
Obviously, she has recognized Xuanyuan Po's identity.
When she and Bie Yanghong left from the cliff, they were already seriously injured, not to mention the power of fighting, they couldn't even stand firm.
The restrictions on both sides of the Red River were opened, and they couldn't hide their tracks. They ventured into Baidi City, hoping to take advantage of the chaos to find a chance.
At that time, Baidi City was indeed chaotic, but afterward, many strong monsters began to show up, obviously chasing and killing them.
They dodged around and came to the relatively loosely guarded outer city along the river. When they walked into Songding, they sensed some kind of spirituality in a certain alley, and followed them to find a small courtyard to sneak in, but they had no time to spy on it. Where is the spirit, the injury broke out, and the formation was hastily arranged.
Xuanyuan Po came back.