Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

"Why are you here?"

"Your master... I said, take a ride on the way."

Thinking of the mysterious attack of the spirit before, toad hesitated for a moment and changed his name.

"Where are you going?"

"I don't know. I'll go with you before I think about it."

Yang Xuan's eyes became interesting. Before, he wanted to take it as a spiritual pet. The little Panther didn't look at it. Unexpectedly, now he has followed up.

"Well, you can come with me, but you have to help me when I need you."

"OK, take what you need."

The big toad seemed to have thought of a good response. After saying this, he jumped into Yang Xuan's hand and turned into a delicate bracelet, which made Yang Xuan look at it curiously for a long time.

"Captain Yang, here we are."

The cars and horses slowly stopped between bumps. The voice of the man in black came from the front. Yang Xuan nodded and walked down.

In front of him was a magnificent vermilion painted gate. On both sides stood serious guards. On the top was a black gold cloud wood plaque with two vigorous and powerful characters.

National Palace.

I've heard about it all the time, but I've never really seen it. Now that I'm here, Yang Xuan's heart fluctuates for a time.

The gate opened slowly, Xiao Fan came out slowly, and the guards on both sides quickly paid homage.

"See elder Xiao!"

"No gift."

Yang Xuan was about to follow the arch hand, but Xiao Fan stopped him.

"Yang Xuan, come with me!"

The interior decoration of the national hall is very simple, but it gives people a sense of dignity. Passers-by either bury their heads or copy their hands. Yang Xuan and Xiao fan are like two invisible people.

In front of a more spectacular gate, Xiao Fan stopped and bent slightly: "Hall Lord, Yang Xuan is coming."

"Hehe, I thought the boy wouldn't come... Come in!"

A calm male voice came out. Xiao Fan took Yang Xuan and pushed open the door and went in.

Zhou Fengyuan sat behind the case, with piles of documents in front of him, holding a roll in one hand and Zhu pen instructions in the other.

"Temple Lord..."

"It's hard for you, Xiao Fan. Go and wait outside the door!"

"Yes."

Xiao Fan slowly withdrew and closed the heavy door. The two doors collided and made a low noise. Only Yang Xuan and Zhou Fengyuan were left in the hall.

To be exact, there were three people, because not far from Zhou Fengyuan, a powerful drunk was lying on the ground, snoring with a rhythmic sense.

It's normal for Zhou fengmiao to appear here, but Yang Xuan never thought it would be this form.

"This should be our first meeting?" Zhou Fengyuan opened his mouth lightly and put down his things.

"I've seen the hall Lord in yangxuan, xiaqingzhou city!" Yang Xuan quickly arched his hand.

"Don't be so restrained. Now you're not from Qingzhou City."

Zhou Fengyuan's face wore a faint smile and his eyes flickered, which made Yang Xuan feel guilty.

"I'm going to stay in the capital in the future. It's not like Qingzhou City. Major families are entrenched and the government forces are complex. Every step is like walking on thin ice."

His voice spoke softly, like an elder he hadn't seen for a long time. Yang Xuan could only nod again and again.

Seeing Yang Xuan's reaction was not very strong, Zhou Fengyuan smiled and began to take it seriously.

"Do you remember why you escaped from Qingzhou City? And who ordered those who chased you?"

As soon as he heard this, the expression on Yang Xuan's face immediately became a little heavy. He is a good tempered man, yes, but a bad temper means he doesn't bear revenge.

"Temple Lord, I know who it is."

Yang Xuan said faintly. His hands had become fists and made a creaking sound.

Zhou Fengyuan was not surprised. If Yang Xuan didn't even have this ability, he would have to consider whether to let Yang Xuan stand here.

Zhou Fengyuan immediately patted the table: "the man is now in the National Palace. I'll give you a chance to kill him for revenge. Dare you?"

"It's natural to kill for your life. The man's heart to kill me doesn't die day and night. Why don't I dare!"

Yang Xuan's words were resounding, and Zhou Fengyuan nodded repeatedly.

The boy's character seems to have changed a lot, but on the whole, he is still moving in a good direction. He should have experienced a lot during this period of time.

"Here, this is my waist token. Take it and kill him." Zhou Fengyuan threw away his sleeve robe and a small wooden card fell into Yang Xuan's hand. "Of course, this waist token can only let you pass by. You don't have other skills."

"Even... Can't stop him from killing you!"

If you can't kill anyone, you have to be killed!

Yang Xuan has just arrived at the national hall, and now it's just less than a column of incense. Zhou Fengyuan gave such a cruel task, which really surprised Yang Xuan.

But the next moment, Yang Xuan picked up his waist token and arched his hand at Zhou Fengyuan. Lang said, "the hall Lord will wait a moment. I'll come later."

"OK! My second brother will have enough rest soon. Come back before he wakes up!"

Yang Xuan nodded and walked towards the gate step by step.

In the first step, his red light radiated slightly, and a kind of ancient authority lurked around him, which made people frightened.

In the second step, a dragon chant faintly came from him, and the light and shadow flashed behind him. It seemed that a divine dragon was walking.

In the third step, a black eagle suddenly appeared, and then his body slowly narrowed down, fell on his shoulder, and looked sharply ahead.

The fourth step, the door slowly opened, and Yang Xuan stepped out.

Xiao Fan has been guarding outside the door. At the first moment when he saw Yang Xuan, he almost cried out in surprise.

What did the boy do in this short video? His breath soared. He felt so oppressive!

Even Xiao Fan had to admit that when he was in the same realm of Yang Xuan, his strength was far inferior to him.

This is called genius!

"Elder Xiao, do you know where Zhang Gaosi is at the moment?"

Zhang Gaosi?

Xiao Fan's eyes twinkled. Then he understood that this was the meaning of the hall Lord. He turned around and pointed to a building in the distance and said, "his worship has always been in the Qingyi building in the East. You can go there to find him."

"Thank you, elder." Yang Xuan didn't turn back and walked forward. He was murderous. The guards on both sides looked at each other, afraid of the token in his hand.

Is this the test of the temple Lord on this boy? The first test is so terrible.

Xiao Fan pondered for a moment, turned and bent over Zhou Fengyuan in the hall, then closed the door and followed Yang Xuan in the dark.

The National Palace has always been the most heavily guarded place in the capital. There are countless soldiers patrolling all the way. The strong breath in the dark also stared at Yang Xuan.