Tai Xuan Jing

Li Qianmo flew continuously for a day and a night, and finally arrived at the capital of the Song Dynasty, landed in the suburbs, and walked into the city.After entering the city, he came to the son-in-law's mansion after twists and turns.

The son-in-law's mansion is still as magnificent as before, with blue bricks and green tiles, rich and painted buildings, more than a dozen people guard the front and back doors, and the defense is very tight. As soon as Li Qianmo approached the son-in-law's mansion, he was caught by the patrolling yamen guards around, holding a painting Comparing the portrait with him, he muttered to himself, "It's kind of like, but not quite like."

"What does it look like?" Li Qianmo snatched the portrait from the yamen servant's hand, and found that it was himself painted on it. A trace of surprise flashed through his heart, but he soon understood that it must be Li Yizhi who ordered these yamen servants to do this. of.

He couldn't help touching his face, and found that there was a thick beard growing on his face. Looking down, he saw that the clothes on his body were torn, dirty and smelly. He has been down and out for so many years that he now looks like a beggar in his 30s.

Seeing that he had snatched the portrait, the yamen servant immediately snatched it back, pushed him, and reprimanded him sharply: "Why don't you kill Huazi, you dare to snatch the official's things!"

When Li Qianmo saw him saying that he was a beggar, he wanted to get angry at first, but then he thought about it, now that something happened, he would immediately expose his whereabouts, and when the time comes, it will be against him, so he simply put on a smirk , Han Sheng said: "Hey, I just look at what is painted, hey."

"Bah, it's unlucky for Zhiniang to meet a fool." The yamen servant spat at Li Qianmo, turned around and left, cursing continuously.

Li Qianmo watched the yamen servant leave with a silly smile, put away his smiling face like flipping through a book, straightened his disheveled hair, straightened his tattered clothes, and murmured to himself, "Am I like a flower?"

He looked around, and there happened to be a water tank under the eaves of the street, which contained more than half of the rainwater. He walked over and took a photo on the water, and found that his appearance had really changed. The face and beard are straight open, like a lion.

He touched his beard facing the water, and said with a wry smile: "Let's find a place to trim it first. With such vicissitudes, I'm afraid I won't recognize him when he sees him." After speaking, he turned to look for the inn.

This is the capital of the Song Dynasty, the most prosperous place in the whole country. There are hundreds of inns, big and small. He found the nearest inn and walked in. Just as he stepped into the door of the inn, the shopkeeper shouted at the waiter. With a wink, the guy hurried over and drove him out, yelling repeatedly: "Go, go, there is no money for alms here, and there are no leftovers, don't ruin our business..."

Li Qianmo was too lazy to compete with him, so he took out a bright silver ingot and shook it in front of his eyes. The guy was dumbfounded and couldn't speak. It took a long time to recover, and said with a smile: "Hey, sir , do you want to stay or stay at the top?"

"Accommodation." Li Qianmo said lightly and walked into the door of the inn. The clerk happily shouted: "Okay, come with me, sir. I will arrange Tianzi No. [-] room for you, and the safekeeping is worthy of your identity!"

"Identity?" Li Qianmo sneered, "Can you tell my identity?"

"Um..." The guy was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "You are either the head of the beggar gang or the elder leader of the beggar gang. Your status must be unusual."

Li Qianmo laughed and said nothing, and followed him upstairs.

When I came to Tianzi No. [-] room, it was indeed very elegantly furnished, with all kinds of household items, and they were not cheap. Before the waiter could speak, Li Qianmo threw a silver ingot to him and said: "I want to take a bath, You arrange milk soup for me, don't bother me after bathing, I don't eat."

"Okay, I will do as you ordered, sure." The guy happily walked out with the silver ingot in his pocket.

After a while, several shop assistants brought in bathing tools one after another, and put out hot water soup for him. After everything was arranged properly, Li Qianmo sent them away and began to take a bath.

After taking a bath, he put on new clothes and took a picture in front of the bronze mirror. He looked a lot better, but the beard on his face made people feel uncomfortable. It fell to the ground, and a handsome face appeared in the bronze mirror, but now his face no longer had the childishness before, and there was a little sense of vicissitudes, and he didn't look like a weak crowned boy.

These days, he has been practicing and traveling, and he was so tired that he fell asleep immediately after lying down on the soft bed.

When he woke up, it was already in the middle of the night. He checked the blood in his body, and then counted with his fingers, and found that he had slept for nearly seven hours, and it would be dawn in two more hours.

Standing by the window and looking at the bright moon in the sky, he felt a little complicated. After a long silence, he said bitterly to himself: "What should be faced is always to be faced."

As soon as he finished speaking, he had already jumped out of the window and landed on the roof ten feet away, with his toes lightly touching the tiles, he reached another roof, and in a short while he reached the roof of the consort's mansion.

Standing on the roof of the son-in-law's mansion, Li Qianmo's heart ached secretly. The father he had respected since he was a child would kill his wife and children heartlessly just for such a huge mansion, for the glory and wealth, for the sake of high officials and rich salary. When he thought of this, his tears I couldn't help but want to fall.

Fortunately, he has been bullied all the year round, and his mind has been fully tempered. Finally, he suppressed the grief and indignation in his heart, held his breath, and carefully checked Li Yizhi's breath.

In the middle of the night, everything was silent, and all the movements of the son-in-law's mansion were shrouded in Li Qianmo's spiritual sense, and no one could escape. He soon discovered Li Yizhi's aura. In the back hall, he quickly jumped off the roof and fell into the courtyard .

Unexpectedly, as soon as his feet hit the ground, there was a sudden brilliance around him, and he couldn't help being shocked: "There is a magic circle!"

Along with the bursts of bright light, walls of nothingness appeared in the surrounding space, with a radius of ten feet, occupying most of the courtyard, and surrounding Li Qianmo in the center.

Li Qianmo might be worried if there are other traps ambushing or something, but since it is a formation, then they have met their nemesis. With his formation and current cultivation, even if he is two realms higher than him He doesn't pay much attention to the formations laid out by masters.

Just as he was looking at the formation with his eyes, four figures suddenly appeared in the corridor of the back hall, and one person laughed and said from a distance: "Haha, little thief, I have waited for so long, and finally it is you."

"Qingsong, don't you think it's too wasteful for Master to leave this Xuanyun Formation? With his cultivation level, any one of us three brothers can go up and kill him."

"Jingchun is right. Asking an expert like Master to set up a formation to deal with such a small ant is really like killing a chicken with a sledgehammer."

"Aren't we afraid that he would ask for a helper? Who would have thought that he would come to die alone. He was so stupid that he made my father wait here for half a year."

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Three young monks walked over chatting and laughing, their faces full of satisfaction. Li Yizhi followed behind them respectfully, with lowered eyebrows and eyes, without saying a word.

Li Qianmo stared at the three monks, and asked coldly, "Which sect do you belong to?"

The young man in the blue gown in the middle laughed, put his right hand on his waist, and said arrogantly: "Boy, you still want to inquire about us when you are about to die. Well, you are going to die anyway, so it's okay to tell you. I am the great disciple of Xuanyun Mountain." Hua Qingsong, remember to sue me with the King of Hades, haha..." He laughed again after speaking, his complacency was beyond words.

The two monks beside him also laughed, followed by reporting themselves. These two are also disciples of Xuanyun Mountain. One is Qi Jingchun and the other is Qi Jingqiu. They are probably brothers. They look alike. It looks like 27.

"Xuanyun Mountain?" Li Qianmo muttered in deep thought, thinking to himself, "This sect is not among the top three cultivating sects at all. The eldest disciple of the sect has only the third-level cultivation of Qixue, so it is probably not a sect."

At this time, Qi Jingchun yelled and interrupted his thoughts: "Boy, the last time our three brothers were not here, you succeeded and almost killed my disciple Li Yizhi. We know you will come again, so we specially invite the head You have set up this Xuanyun Great Formation to wait for you, but you can tell us to wait, you are already a turtle in the urn, so prepare to be killed."