Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 282: Thousands of Miles of Bloody Slaughter

Pei Qian, wearing gorgeous clothes and a jade crown with his hair tied up, walked slowly along the rugged mountain path, carrying the precious sword given by the sect on his back.

The cold winter has passed, and the first signs of spring can be seen on the roadside, with bright sunshine, beautiful mountains and clear waters. He walked slowly along the way, enjoying the experience.

Pei Zhizhen, with a narrow knife across her waist, followed Pei Qian, her eyes cold and her face expressionless.

Pei Qian really wanted to wear women's clothes, but Pei Zhizhen repeatedly told him not to. Thinking that it would not be easy for him to leave the sect this time, he reluctantly accepted it.

"It's another eighty miles to Shangjing. Aunt, can we stay here for a while this time?" Pei Qian looked to the south, full of anticipation.

"Shangjing is not a good place. This time I arrange for you to enter the Martial Temple. If you are successful, it is not impossible for you to stay for a long time." Pei Zhizhen still had no expression on her face.

"Then," Pei Qian thought for a moment and asked tentatively, "If I enter the Martial Temple, can I go to Haizhou?"

"The war in Haizhou was so brutal before, I don't know if Senior Long was involved in it."

"Aunt, I've always wondered if Senior Long is as powerful as Fang Xuan. I heard that he killed the entire Shadow Moon Sect by himself and announced the closure of the sect. But I think Senior Long is also very strong!"

Pei Qian kept muttering.

Ever since he returned to Taixuan Sect last time, Pei Qian had been severely confined.

Not long after being released, he began to look around for Fang Xuan's whereabouts.

Since the trip to the secret realm of Yuanling City, Pei Qian has always admired this martial arts senior.

Pei Zhizhen also thought of Fang Xuan, although the two had only met for no more than an incense stick of time.

"Haizhou has been settled, Long Jing should have left Haizhou long ago."

Pei Qian paused and said hesitantly, "How about you take me to see Senior Long, Aunt? We won't go to the Martial Temple."

Although he is a man, his coquettish attitude can arouse other people's tenderness.

unfortunately
Pei Zhizhen slapped Pei Qian on the back of his head with her backhand, "Do you know how much the sect has paid to give you this opportunity? Are you going or not?"

Pei Qian, who was beaten, immediately behaved himself. "Come on, come on, Auntie, can you please stop beating me up? You are a woman, you should behave yourself when you are outside!"

At this moment, Pei Zhizhen's expression suddenly changed, and murderous intent appeared in her eyes.

Pei Qian panicked immediately, "Aunt, I was just joking, you don't want to kill me!"

Pei Zhizhen forcefully pulled Pei Qian behind her and looked around for a moment with vigilant eyes: "There is a smell of blood!"

After a while, the two men pulled aside the dry grass beside them, and a strong smell of blood hit them in the face.

In the canal next to the pipeline, hundreds of corpses were lying in a mess. The small river formed by the melted ice and snow had now been dyed blood red.

"Aunt, what kind of feud is this? It has spread outside the capital!" Pei Qian tried hard to suppress the churning in his stomach and covered his nose.

Pei Zhizhen remained silent, her face becoming extremely solemn.

Although the Li dynasty was in danger, after a great battle between Zhongzhou and Yanzhou, the two states actually enjoyed a brief period of peace.

For this reason, the entire Zhongzhou was under strict control. Not to mention the large-scale fights in the martial arts world, even many independent martial artists were forcibly conscripted into the army by the Dayang Dynasty.

"Aunt, are we just going to ignore it now?"

Pei Qian asked as he was about to be pulled away by Pei Zhizhen.

Pei Zhizhen shook her head: "This matter has nothing to do with our Taixuan Sect, don't worry about it!"

"But." Pei Qian wanted to speak, but when he saw Pei Zhizhen's cold eyes, he immediately wilted.

Just as the two were about to leave, Pei Qian shouted, "Aunt, that person is still alive!"

Pei Zhizhen looked in the direction Pei Qian pointed, and saw a person's body moving slightly among the corpses. Pei Qian stepped forward and pulled the person up.

The man was covered in blood. Pei Qian couldn't help but shake his head when he came into contact with him. He was seriously injured, including a heart injury, and it was obvious that he would not survive.

At this moment, the man's lips moved slightly, and then his head tilted and he lost his life.

Meeting Pei Zhizhen's doubtful gaze, Pei Qian said solemnly, "The King of Zhenxi is slaughtering thousands of miles!"

The two immediately realized the seriousness of the matter.

Emperor Taixuanzong, who once had close ties with the Dayang Dynasty.

The second son of Zhenxi King Li Mingyan is still practicing martial arts in Taixuan Sect. As princes from all over the country rise up in rebellion, Zhenxi King sits in Leizhou with an ambiguous attitude.

"Let's go to the capital first!"

The afternoon sun was shining brightly, the cold winter was about to pass, and the capital city was no longer freezing cold.

Fang Xuan came out of the room and calmly looked at the nine golden statues in front of the hall.

After Xiang Jie left the Martial Temple, Fang Xuan's life began to become monotonous and boring again.

In addition to tempering dragon scales in the Martial Temple every day, he also practices other martial arts skills.

In my spare time, I would take a look at the beliefs in the hearts of all the warriors in the Martial Temple.

As Fang Xuan was staring at the statue so intently, some people in the Martial Temple reminded him at first, but gradually, they thought that Fang Xuan's behavior was strange, and no one paid any attention to him.

After staying in the Martial Temple for a while, Fang Xuan found that the temple was very empty. In such a large temple, it was rare to see one or two people.

The Dragon Pool was also closed, and it was said that the nine people who protected the pool had left Zhongzhou.

Just then, there was a commotion outside the Martial Temple.

A woman in gorgeous clothes swaggered into the Temple of Martial Arts.

The girl was extremely beautiful, especially the beauty mole on her cheek, which added a bit of charm to her already delicate face.

It was the first time that Fang Xuan saw someone being so unscrupulous in the Martial Temple, so he looked at the other person a few more times with some curiosity.

Unexpectedly, the woman looked around the Wu Temple, muttered a few words, and came to Fang Xuan: "Brother, do you know where Master Sun is?"

Mr. Sun?
Looking for Sun Miaozhu?
Fang Xuan shook his head!

The woman felt a little disappointed, then asked curiously, "I heard that the Martial Temple has a new registered disciple, and his name seems to be Long Jing or something. Do you know him?"

Have I become a celebrity in the capital so quickly?

Before Xiang Jie left, Fang Xuan made a special effort to look for him and asked him to help him conceal his identity. After all, Fang Xuan had always been ranked second on the Hidden Dragon List, and now he had joined the Martial Temple, which was too ostentatious!

Fang Xuan was not afraid of being ostentatious, he just didn't want to be disturbed by others. After all, those in the top ten of the Hidden Dragon List were all eyeing him, the second place.

They always wanted to use Fang Xuan as their whetstone to become famous throughout the country!
Fang Xuan looked at the other person calmly and smiled: "I am Long Jing!"

The woman's eyes suddenly lit up, and she carefully looked at Fang Xuan again. After a while, she came in front of Fang Xuan and asked in a low voice: "Can you beat the warrior at the peak of the fourth level?"

Seeing Fang Xuan's puzzled face, the woman continued, "Another annoying guy keeps pestering me, but I can't refuse him directly. Help me get him to stay at home for half a year, and I'll agree to whatever you want!"

At this moment, the voice of Sun Miaozhu came from the main hall.

"Linyang is here? Come in. Longjing, you come too!"

(End of this chapter)