The fight in the alley lasted for only a moment before it ended.

After the strong man carrying a shoulder pole was cut to death, the charming woman also turned into a corpse, and the remaining scholar was kneeling aside with trembling trembling, and the storage bags on the two corpses were being grabbed in Xu Yan's hand.

"Who are you, why are you attacking me?"

Xu Yan squatted in front of the scholar and said in a harmonious voice, looking compassionate, and there was no ruthlessness in the murder of someone just now. He was clearly a young monk.

"We are casual cultivators in Qi State. We are not open to our eyes when we offend the master. Let me go, please let me go."

Bang bang bang, the scholar was so scared that he kowtowed and begged for mercy. There were actually many casual cultivators like him who were mingled in the markets of North and South, all of whom had not joined the sect.

Not all practitioners like to join the sect, and many people hate the precepts of the sect and choose to practice by themselves. The casual cultivators may not be all bad people, but they cannot be all good people. In the world of practice, it is actually difficult to have a real difference between good and bad, because driven by interests, even good people who do good things all day long will have evil thoughts.

Xu Yan is not a young Taoist priest who has been in the forefront. After experiencing both good and evil sects, he practiced alone for three years. Not only has he passed twenty years old, but he has become much more cunning.

Xu Yan knew very well that he had no favoritism for such profit-seeking people who like to plunder.

After finding out the identities of the three, Xu Yan didn't say much. When he got up, a sword light fell.

Xu Yan hasn't robbed anyone else yet, so how could he let someone else rob him?

"Wait!" When the scholar saw that his life was difficult to protect, he hurriedly said: "Baoxiang Pavilion is not a good place, you are going to be in trouble!"

When Xu Yan heard about Baoxiang Pavilion, he stopped his sword.

"It seems that you are a local snake here. Tell me what you see. If it is still useful, it will not be difficult to survive." Xu Yan glanced at the scholar with interest, and lifted it up and walked out of the alley.

In an inconspicuous restaurant, Xu Yan ordered a table of food and wine, but he didn't touch it, but stared at the scholar opposite him.

"Tell me, where is Baoxiang Pavilion? Is there any danger?"

Two people were already dead in the alley. Although no one would meddle in other people's business, it would be better to stay away from it. So Xu Yan took the scholar to this restaurant and asked separately.

"When talking about danger, it is for a person like the master who comes alone. If he is a person with a strong background, he can naturally trade fairly."

The scholar is still sweating coldly. He no longer dares to look at Xu Yan, and lowers his head and says, "There are strong men from the Tiangui Sect behind Baoxiang Pavilion. He has done many business without foundation in recent years. I see that the master comes out of Baoxiang Pavilion and wants to give some advice. Master, please be careful. It is better not to go to Baoxiang Pavilion."

The words were extremely low. The scholar was scared by Xu Yan's skills. The three of them were considered old-fashioned soldiers, but they could not even stop them with a single move, especially the top-grade magic weapon, which was jealous, but was also extremely fatal.

In the eyes of middle-aged scholars, foundation-building monks who can carry top-grade magic weapons are by no means ordinary people.

When Xu Yan felt relieved when he heard that the Tiangui Sect was supporting him behind the back, he asked, "Which strongman from Tiangui Sect has opened the Baoxiang Pavilion?"

"It is said that he is a ghost messenger. No one has seen it before. It is unknown who it is." The middle-aged scholar said tremblingly.

The dishes in front of him were very rich and the wine was fragrant. The middle-aged scholar did not dare to sip more, and he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. However, the little monk opposite him poured a glass of wine slowly and pushed it over.

"I guess the donor has been in the North and South market for many years. Have you heard of anything new recently?" Xu Yan also poured a glass of wine himself, but didn't drink it.

In such a mixed place, it is better not to eat wine and food.

“Yes, yes!”

The middle-aged scribe heard that this person must have been in seclusion for many years and had just left the seclusion, and wanted to learn from him some of the recent situations in the practice circles of Chip and the two countries.

"It is said that a year ago, the blood in the Tiangui Sect covered the sky. Some people thought it was a sign of a major disaster. Later, they heard that it seemed that a strong man from the Tiangui Sect took action and killed countless slave disciples."

The middle-aged scribe mentioned the rumors a year ago, his neck shrank and whispered: "I heard that the entire sand prison was completely emptied, and no one of the slave disciples of the Tiangui Sect was left, and all of them were killed. I don't know who killed them."

Upon hearing this news, Xu Yan was the first to think of Jiang Dachuan.

After taking the poison pill and failing to advance, Jiang Dachuan is indeed very likely to become furious. Calculate the time, it is almost the same.

Xu Yan sneered inwardly, it would be better that Jiang Dachuan could not even maintain the realm of the Void Pill, and that would no longer be threatening to him.

"There is also a rare and strange flower blooming in a canyon in Qi State, which not only attracted the powerful Xudan masters of the Tiangui Sect, but also the elders of the Dapu Jinqian Sect came to compete for it."

The middle-aged scribe secretly looked at the little monk opposite, and then said, "I heard that there were demon spirits, and more than one. In the end, the strange flower was taken away by the demon spirit and swallowed it, and the powerful Void Dan who was fighting for was seriously injured and injured."

"Oh, by the way, there is another big thing. Three years ago, the new king of Qi State ascended the throne, ignored the government affairs, and liked to raise snakes. It is said that the emperor was fascinated by the beauty turned into by the snake demon, and he didn't even care about the country. He had fun with the snake demon in the harem all day long. He didn't know that the yang energy was not absorbed now."

The middle-aged scribe mentioned what he had heard of the king of Qi. Xu Yan frowned when he heard this.

Didn’t I raise thousands of snakes in the palace? Why did there be a saying of snake demons?

He shook his head helplessly. Xu Yan was deeply touched by the words "Man Yan is afraid". A small matter that is spread from the palace may be magnified into a shocking event. If a big monster appears in the palace, even the entire imperial city will be razed to the ground.

"There are only these major events that are rumored outside now. The most famous ones are two. The king of the Great Qi country, the Snake Girl, and the upright true teacher recruits husbands. Compared to the Emperor of Qi, the true disciple of Jinqian Sect who is eager to get married has actually been heard to choose husbands by recruiting husbands."

The middle-aged scholar remembered the news he knew and started talking endlessly. As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Yan was stunned.

"Recruiting husband? Who is recruiting husband in the Jinqian Sect? Why set up such a strange arena?" Xu Yan asked in confusion.

"Don't the master know yet, this matter has spread throughout the two countries."

The middle-aged scholar looked at the other party suspiciously and found that the other party was gradually cold. He hurriedly said: "It's a woman named Pang of Jinqian Sect. She is preparing to recruit a husband who is willing to do his best when the Six-Meridian Martial Arts are in the midst of Jinqian Sect this year. She said that as long as the decent disciple who can win the first place in the Six-Meridian Martial Arts, she will be her husband."

Click!

With a muffled sound, the round table split into eight petals in an instant, and a table of wine and food sprinkled all over the floor.

When Xu Yan heard that the woman surnamed Pang actually chose her husband in the Six-Mechanism Martial Arts at the end of the year, he felt like he was struck by lightning!
Chapter completed!