Behind Qingji City is the thousands of miles long Yijing Mountain Range. This mountain range winds out from a hundred thousand barren mountains, and it is dangerous to the point where Yan died. But now it is penetrated by someone with a sword? The sword energy swept across it and directly opened up a plank road.

Anyone's first reaction to hearing this sentence must not believe it. But if you think about the masters of magical powers in this world who raise their hands to collapse mountains and mountains, you will believe it even if you don't believe it.

By the time Lu Jiuyuan also wrapped himself in his cloak, Yang Lin had already entered Qingji City with a carriage.

Through the car window, I saw countless figures walking like flying on the eaves. Birds and beasts were surrounded by figures, magic weapons scattered, flying over the sky, like walking on flat ground.

Lu Jiuyuan was overwhelmed with his eyes and sighed in his heart: "In addition to the size of the city is smaller than that of the Shendu Chang'an, the prosperity is even far beyond that of a lot."

Can Qingji City be more prosperous than Shendu Chang'an? Of course it is impossible.

The main reason why Lu Jiuyuan had this illusion was that the martial arts masters in Qingji City used their own methods. Whether it was ferocious beasts and birds of different shapes, they were extremely mysterious. The light of magic weapons and the turbulent turbulence of the Gangyuan Douzhuan showed mysterious methods.

In Kyoto, martial arts masters cannot fly to the sky and escape at will. Not to mention fighting with ferocious birds and beasts, using magic weapons. Such a result will be a jail disaster at the least, and a death will be on the spot.

If Lu Jiuyuan had not seen all kinds of strange birds and beasts in Yan's Death Land, or even earth-level monsters like silver-scale giant snakes, he might have been a little dazzled at this time.

After Yang Lin drove the carriage into Qingji City, he came to a restaurant with carved beams and painted buildings with a familiar carriage.

Yang Lin handed the carriage to the servant who came up to him, so he asked the shopkeeper for the room. The Thirteenth Prince and Lu Jiuyuan wrapped their cloaks and slowly entered the second floor of the restaurant, found a seat by the window and sat down.

After ordering some wine and food casually, the Thirteenth Prince supported his chin with one hand, staring out the window in a daze and wondering what he was thinking.

In the world, the fastest news transmission is naturally the inn and restaurant. This royal nobleman did not go to the A-level room for meals, but sat here in a daze, which was obviously a problem that was plagued by the customs of the world.

In the novels in previous life, what is the most important thing in a world of adventures besides having good conditions? Of course, there are all kinds of information!

So Lu Jiuyuan was also pricking his ears at this time, listening to those people in the martial arts world with interest.

"This time, Qingji City is really a storm. It's a pity that the peerless swordsman did not leave any clues!"

"A sword penetrated through the mountain range, and the sword energy was solemn that it killed thousands of miles. No wonder even the seven Heavenly Sects were alarmed and each sent elders to come." Not far away, a drunk man lowered his voice: "It is said that they returned to the sect so soon, not because they could not find the clues of this peerless swordsman, but were shocked by the sword energy."

The man opposite was nervous when the drunk man was shocked and gasped, and he said with a heavy breath: "Is it unlikely? The Seven Heavenly Sects have left many core disciples here to realize the sword energy."

"That's a big deal!" Before this person could finish his words, someone at the table next to him was extremely disdainful of the Seven Heavenly Sects and said: "It's just that the sword energy breaks through the one-finger mountain range and forms a natural training ground."

As soon as this person spoke, many people already looked clear.

The Yi Finger Mountains are extremely dangerous. In addition to Juefeng Poisonous Miasma, there are countless powerful monsters inside. Now they are penetrated by a peerless master with a sword, and many monsters are injured by the sword energy, which is naturally the natural battlefield for the trials of the sect disciples.

Moreover, the flesh and blood of the monster itself is an extremely high-quality treasure. In addition, there must be a lot of treasures in the Yiwei Mountains, and there may be inheritance left by the ancient sects, which naturally makes people flock to it.

The fragmented conversations in the restaurant came into Lu Jiuyuan's ears, and he suddenly understood the purpose of the Thirteenth Prince. But this time, was the Thirteenth Prince going to experience it himself or did he take him to experience it?

The Thirteenth Prince, who had been stunned and dazed, felt Lu Jiuyuan's gaze on him, came back to his senses and said with a smile: "This is the best martial arts in the world. Taisu Sword Sect calculates one line, Fenxiang Valley calculates one line, Hulong Hunting Zen Temple calculates one line, Canglan Sect calculates one line, Xuantian Sect calculates one line, Ziwei Palace calculates one line, and Tao Palace calculates one line. Basically, the so-called Seven Heavenly Sects have the deepest heritage."

"The deep foundation also means being thick-faced and dark-hearted. It is good, so they naturally take it first. Look at the food is almost done, and leave some small benefits for the leftists~"

When it comes to the Seven Heavenly Sects, the Thirteenth Prince is not as awe as ordinary people, let alone sacred and inviolable. If he was the only one, Lu Jiuyuan would understand it. After all, this Thirteenth Prince is a real royal nobleman.

However, even in this restaurant, there are many people who sneer at the Seven Heavenly Sects.

After sitting for a long time and listening for a lot, Lu Jiuyuan gradually understood.

The so-called Seven Heavenly Sects were called out by the court back then. They are indeed first-class sects, with a profound foundation and hard to see the whole picture. However, there are also many sects that are very popular in the world.

As for the evil deeds and evil deeds, there are even evil deeds and demons and demons such as the Emperor Deeds and Tianxie Sect and the Tianxie Sect who are incompatible with them.

Therefore, it is impossible to make these people in the martial arts world, martial arts cultivators and ordinary people respect the Seven Heavenly Sects like gods.

In fact, the so-called Seven Heavenly Sects never speak up and call themselves the Tiansect. Those who don’t know only think that the Seven Heavenly Sects are self-worthy, but in fact it is definitely not.

In the noisy restaurant, a slightly hoarse voice sounded: "You guys say, will the peerless swordsman be a 'walking world' again this time?"

As soon as this statement was spoken, it immediately attracted many people's attention.

Almost every ten years, the Tiance Divine Dynasty will have several mysterious "Walks in the World". Their origins and identities are completely unaware of them. There are few rumors in the world, and they are called "Walks in the World".

That year, the "Walking in the World" stepped on the challenge of Xuantian Sect, and after losing 19 elders of Xuantian Sect in a row, he retreated unscathed.

Soon, someone shook his head and rejected it: "I heard that the so-called 'walking in the world' is just a person deliberately created by some sects. Who have you seen it? I haven't seen it anyway."

"hey-hey."

In the corner of the restaurant, a sloppy old man hugged the wine gourd and sneered: "The 100,000 sects in ancient times were destroyed, but several veins were spread to form holy lands in the Middle Ages, and the aristocratic families. Those dolls were made by them!"

"Swish, old man, don't pretend to be a charlatan. If the so-called holy land really exists, how could the Seven Heavenly Sects and the imperial court turn to the point of making trouble?"

The word "Saint" is extremely noble in the Tiance Divine Dynasty and represents sages.

If a sect can have one more holy word in front, it means that there is at least one saint who has ever produced this sect.

The seven major Tianzongs have produced three or two saints, but it will take two thousand years to trace back. They dare not call themselves "saints", so they dare not claim to be "Tianzong".

So soon someone followed suit and mocked the old drunkard and said, "That's right, if I encounter something like "walking in the world", I will catch one and ask for a good question."

...

Regardless of whether it is true or false, Lu Jiuyuan put all the information into his mind. The Thirteenth Prince smiled and did not comment.

He suddenly stood up and slowly walked to the old man's table in the corner to sit down: "Old gentleman, I heard that the fog-out mountain in Jiyin Sect was flowing eastward and chased thousands of miles by the 'one-leaf boat', and it has entered Yizhou. Calculate the time, they should be in the Yijing Mountains, right?"

"What?!"

"I'm good, you're not talking nonsense, right!"

Before the old man holding the wine gourd could react, many people from the martial arts world who heard this were already shocked to look at each other.

Whether it is the fog or the flowing eastward, these two names are now well-known in the world.

The evil way of the Giant Qing Jiyin Sect is said to be surrounded by yin and mist all year round. The leader of the Jiyin Sect picked up a doll outside the sect that year. The abandoned doll happened to be next to Yinwu. The last doll, whose surname is Wuwai, was named Jiangshan.

Although he was only in his twenties, his cultivation had already broken through the entrance and entered the earth level. He was a famous young man now, and his evil sect skills were extremely vicious. With the secret techniques taught by the Master Jiyin, he had killed countless righteous masters.

But this person likes to pretend to be a righteous person and make friends from famous and upright sects. After gaining trust, he will use his vicious actions to make the children of famous and upright sects feel depressed and die.

A small boat flows eastward, the first young master of Canglan Sect. He is also one of the most famous geniuses among the seven major heavenly sects. He is similar to the fog, and he travels through the rivers and lakes in a straw raincoat. The waves are rising and the tides are rising, and Canglan’s unique learning of the River and Sea Bright Moon Art has already been superb.

Both of them are masters who have entered the prefecture level and are both famous young representatives in the world. Moreover, there is a difference between good and evil, so it is naturally a battle between dragons and tigers.

However, before they became famous, the two were also "knowing friends".

It is said that the Wuwai Jiangshan, who had just first appeared in the martial arts world, pretended to be a disciple of a small sect, and rescued Fandong and was in danger. As they traveled through the martial arts world together, they gradually became confidants and had a relationship.

Of course, in the end, the two of them naturally drew their swords toward each other.

One is rumored that it is a terrible country outside the fog. Now the reason why he likes to pretend to be a famous sect and make friends with others, especially the disciples of Canglan Sect is that he confessed to Fan Dongliu that everything was caused by the other party's sword being slashed.

Another rumor is that the mountains outside the fog are deliberately approaching Pandongliu, hoping to plan the Canglan Sect’s unique learning of the Jianghai Mingyue Art and the magic weapon of Pandongliu.

Anyway, only the person involved knows the truth. However, there have been people who are good at talking and mocking in the world: the mountains and rivers flow eastwards, and I only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals.
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