Patriarch of Wanjiao

Chapter 200 After 300 years, I will come to Kyoto again (two in one)

Daqian territory, the world is divided into Kyushu.

The capital is the land of the real dragon, and the official road of Qianyang is the only way for all states to enter the capital.

This official road was built during the time when the country was established, and it runs through the Kyushu along the [Xuanyuan River], just like the veins of the human body, and finally converges on the place where the heart is, which is the capital.

"This is the Xuanyuan River? I heard that this great river traverses the ancient and modern times, and hides a great dragon vein."

The journey was boring, and after three days of traveling, Li Mo heard the rushing water of the river outside the carriage frame, and when he poked his head out, he saw the vastness of the mist and the appearance of a dragon coiling in the sky.

"Li Mo, we are no longer in Longyuan Mansion, so don't say such things in the future." Chen Wangdu reminded if he was moved.

Outside is no better than at home, the world is vast, could it be that you want to expand the territory and make false statements about the dragon veins of the royal family?

"I said it casually, I only saw it occasionally in ancient books."

It was the first time for Li Mo to travel far away, so he was naturally very happy.

"I heard that the great dragon veins are divided into yin and yang. This [Xuanyuan River] is only a yin vein, and there is also a yang vein, but no one knows where it is."

At this moment, Feng Wannian suddenly spoke.

"Um!?"

Chen Wangdu raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and his eyes fell on Feng Wannian involuntarily.

Along the way, he just regarded him as Li Mo's friend from the same school, but they just went to Beijing together.

However, at this moment, the special envoy of Xuantian Hall looked straight at him, and the remarks just now were not recorded in any ancient book.

"Old Feng, you even know this?" Hong Xiaofu couldn't help but ask.

"I saw it in a single volume that records Fengshui in the world..." Feng Wannian laughed softly, "I have a way, I know someone who specializes in this..."

"By the way, you've also sold books, so you know each other..." Hong Xiaofu suddenly said.

"No, that man is a grave-digger." Feng Wannian said flatly.

"The convoy is suspended, let's rest on the spot."

At this moment, the leading carriage issued an order, and everyone got out of the carriage and came to the river to rest.

The river is billowing, like a coiling dragon with nine twists and turns, and the mighty direction does not know where to go. The mountains on both sides are like monuments of guards.

"Shi Fengdu... This is Shi Fengdu..."

Shang Xujian, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke. Not far away, there was an inconspicuous stone tablet with three large characters [Shi Fengdu] written on it.

Next to it, a ferry formed by a huge rock caused the river to retreat, and the waves whimpered.

"This ferry is so strange, where did you get such a big rock?"

Li Mo glanced, this road is located on the bank of a tributary of [Xuanyuan River], three hundred miles away is the official road of Qianyang, surrounded by mountains, the road is narrow, and can only accommodate two horses side by side. OK.

The huge rock at the ferry is more than ten times wider than the narrow road.

"Shi Fengdu... 300 years ago, there was no ferry here..."

Chen Wangdu walked to the edge of the river, looked at the whimpering and roaring water, and focused his eyes on the ferry.

"That year was also the Xuantian Hall's assessment, and the six favored sons of heaven stood out from the Longyuan Mansion. They left the mansion to enter Beijing, and happened to pass by here..."

"At that time, the torrential rain cut off the road ahead. I saw the river blocked the road and the mountain road was difficult... A young man walked out. He flicked stones and made a sword sound. The upper boulder broke, as if hit by a sword, and fell here...

"Thus, the Shi Fengdu in front of your eyes is formed..."

Speaking of this, Chen Wangdu's expression was slightly condensed, and he subconsciously looked at Li Mo.

"Speaking of which, you have heard of that boy's name before..."

"Black Sword!"

"Break the stone into the front, shake the river into the cross... His legend began from then on. Even after 300 years, the name of that man is still awe-inspiring."

Chen Wangdu couldn't help sighing, he came from the capital, and knew the weight of the black sword.

This man was in a turmoil back then, he defeated countless powerful enemies, such a person is long gone, but why is Luofu Mountain still safe and sound?

"The aftermath of death remains." Chen Wangdu sighed inwardly.

Heijian has many enemies, but after him, no one dared to challenge Luofu Mountain, it's really strange.

"Black Sword... 300 years later, am I going to enter Beijing along this road?" Li Mo looked at the roaring river and murmured softly.

"Li Mo, keep a low profile when you arrive in the capital, your identity is a little sensitive.

Chen Wangdu looked at Li Mo's expression and suddenly reminded him.

"Why? Just because I am a disciple of Luofu Mountain?"

"Just this is enough for you to keep a low profile...Luofu Mountain's reputation is not obvious, but it is extremely dazzling in the eyes of many people..." Chen Wangdu said softly.

"The mediocre Luofu Mountain is not worthy of people's attention, but with a monster like you, it will evoke the memory of many people."

Just Luofu Mountain is not ranked among the three thousand mountain gates in the world.

The nobles in the capital only saw first-class gates like Martial Dao Mountain, Yaoshen Mountain, and Tianchan Mountain.

In fact, Luofu Mountain has not had a disciple advance to pass the examination of Xuantian Pavilion for 300 years.

But this year is different, there are people coming from Luofu Mountain... After 300 years in this unknown mountain gate, some disciples entered the capital again.

The fate of it seems to have a special meaning.

This is not due to Chen Wangdu's sensitivity. You must know that even under the feet of the Son of Heaven, there are many places of interest and historic sites left behind by the Black Sword, which charge tickets.

"Senior, don't worry, I've always kept a low profile...it's become an instinct."

Li Mo nodded, hiding his head and showing his tail is his housekeeping skill.

"Always……"

Chen Wangdu curled his lips, hesitated to speak, and finally said nothing.

"Tsk tsk, Chen Wangdu, I didn't expect to meet you here... What talents did Longyuan Mansion produce this year?"

At this moment, a loud voice came from not far away.

Li Mo looked up, and there was another convoy driving slowly, which was even bigger than them in terms of momentum.

"People from Hechuan Mansion..." Feng Wannian muttered in a low voice.

Among the thirteen prefectures of Youzhou, Longyuan Mansion is located in a remote place, so it cannot be compared with Hechuan Mansion in terms of development. The latter has as many as 25 mountain gates in its territory, and its cultivation level can be said to be much higher.

Because of this, there are as many as six promotion places in Hechuan Mansion's assessment.

In comparison, there are only three in Longyuan Mansion.

"Tian Zilang, you don't have to worry about this." Chen Wangdu's eyes narrowed, but he snorted coldly.

There is also a competitive relationship among the special envoys of Xuantian Pavilion.

Those with strong strength and background will naturally go to those developed state capitals. Not only can they select outstanding talents, but they can also make a fortune.

Chen Wangdu was regarded as the least valued existence among this group of special envoys, and he came to Longyuan Mansion, which was at the bottom of Youzhou.

In contrast, Tian Zilang, who was an entry in the same period, went to the richer Hechuan Mansion.

Now that he returned home with a full load, he naturally had to tremble in front of Chen Wangdu.

"Hey, brother, I have selected a few good seedlings this time... Good brothers should share the joy together..."

While speaking, a middle-aged man with a big belly got off the carriage, his fat body shaking rhythmically.

Li Mo's eyes lighted lightly, but he was surprised to find that almost every inch of fat in this fat man's body contained a terrifying inner breath.

"Master!"

"Come out and meet people..."

With a wave of Tian Zilang's hand, six young people came out, four men and two women, who were about the same age as Li Mo.

Among them, four are at the eighth level of the inner breath realm, and two are at the ninth level of the inner breath realm.

Such qualifications can indeed be called the best in the Hechuan Mansion over the years, especially the leading woman, all in black, with a heroic appearance and a majestic inner aura, at least she is also a master above the four-inch realm.

"You really picked out a lot of good seedlings." Chen Wangdu glanced at them, his expression slightly condensed.

To be honest, if he hadn't found Li Mo this time, the six young people in front of him would have taught him to have a pink eye attack on the spot and die of anger.

"Brother, are you jealous?" Tian Zilang smiled slightly, winking at the six young people beside him.

The six people just glanced lightly at Li Mo and the others standing beside Chen Wangdu, their eyes appeared proudly, but they didn't pay attention to them.

"Junior Leng Qiuchan, I have met senior."

At this moment, the leading girl in black dress came out. She let out a coquettish shout, breathed out, and suddenly a strong wind picked up, and the waves swept across, causing the nearby waves to burst, and the terrifying coercion layered on the dragon. A group of people from Yuanfu rushed forward.

"Ninth level master..."

The faces of Hong Xiaofu, Shang Xujian and the others changed suddenly. Such a sense of oppression was considered top-notch in Longyuan Mansion, capable of sweeping away their peers.

Tian Zilang smiled in his eyes, showing a satisfied look.

Leng Qiuchan was the big weapon he had unearthed, and such a seedling would be able to shine even if it entered the capital.

rumbling...

The river was turbulent, and the wind was so strong that it seemed to rush in like a mighty force, forcing everyone to retreat.

This retreat is Chen Wangdu's face.

"Girl, you are so good at shouting... Even the women in Jingjue Ancient Building are probably not as good as you."

At this moment, a contemptuous voice resounded across the river.

This sound was like a gentle breeze, caressing and gentle, but it fell on Leng Qiuchan's ears like a thunderclap. Her complexion changed suddenly, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. Back ten steps.

"you……"

Leng Qiuchan raised her head abruptly, and looked at Li Mo standing there in amazement.

But that sound just now...

"The potential becomes thunder, and the momentum becomes wind..."

At this moment, the smile on Tian Zilang's face gradually froze, and his surprised eyes finally fell on Li Mo.

He did not expect that the ordinary young man next to Chen Wangdu turned out to be a hidden master.

"You... who are you?"

Leng Qiuchan was frightened and angry, it was hard to calm down, she was the number one in Hechuan Mansion, even a man would bow his head in front of her.

However, the yell just now was an understatement, but it was like thunder from the sky, not only broke her momentum, but at this moment she couldn't even mobilize her inner breath...

Such a shocking reality made it difficult for this proud girl to accept.

"Who am I?" Li Mo shook his head: "I just can't get used to those pretentious people."

As soon as the voice fell, Li Mo flicked his fingers, and the river under his feet suddenly trembled. In an instant, there was a sound of swords roaring into the sky, like the sound of wind roaring and dragon roaring, and terrifying ripples suddenly appeared on the river surface, layer upon layer, like breaking an enemy. Array, not to the distance.

The next moment, there was only a sound of explosion, and not far away, the huge rock at Shifeng Ferry exploded amidst the sound of swords chanting, and the splashed stones smashed into the river, causing continuous ripples.

"I...my mother...this...what kind of method is this?"

"The raging water makes a front, and the river shakes the river!?"

"He... who the hell is he!?"

The huge sound echoed along the Xuanyuan River, shaking everyone's eyes.

The expressions of the six young people in Hechuan Mansion changed completely, and they looked at Li Mo full of horror and disbelief.

Especially Leng Qiuchan, she has the highest realm, and she can see how terrifying Li Mo's move just now is. The physical body is shaken, and the inner breath is the guide. The huge rock shattered! ?

Is this horse still a human? ?

"The younger generation is terrifying..."

At this moment, the pride in Tian Zilang's heart has long since disappeared, and the smile on his face has long since disappeared, and his eyes looking at Li Mo are full of enthusiasm and longing.

"Chen Wangdu, is this a seedling from Longyuan Mansion?"

"Brother, your eyes are like a torch, you can see it... A good brother should share the joy." Chen Wangdu grinned lightly.

"You ride a horse..."

Tian Zilang's body swelled instantly, his lungs were about to explode, looking at Li Mo, if it wasn't a person, he even wanted to grab it directly.

"It counts as a good burial for your ancestors."

Tian Zilang gritted his teeth, waved his hand, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go."

As soon as the words fell, the convoy drove slowly, not wanting to stay for a moment.

"Boy, what's your name? Which mountain gate do you come from?"

The convoy hadn't gone far just now, and suddenly stopped again. Tian Zilang poked his head out, looked at Li Mo and asked.

"Luofu Mountain, Li Mo."

"Luofu Mountain!?"

Chewing on the name, Tian Zilang was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened and trembled slightly, as if he heard something extraordinary.

"No wonder... no wonder..."

Tian Zilang murmured softly, and immediately waved his hand: "Let's go, hurry up."

After the words fell, the huge motorcade quickly drove along the mountain road, gradually disappearing from everyone's sight.

"Hey, watching him eat flies is more comfortable than me being promoted."

Chen Wangdu recalled Tian Zilang's distraught appearance, and his face was already smiling.

"Li Mo, you really give me a face."

"Why did he have that expression at the end?" Li Mo asked with a strange expression.

"Who told you that you came from Luofu Mountain..." Chen Wangdu sighed softly: "I guess your information has already been sent to the capital..."

……

night.

Capital, Xuantian Pavilion.

In the ancient hall, illuminated by candlelight, in the secluded quiet room, long scrolls are lightly displayed, recording the information of the promoted disciples of each major mountain gate this year.

"Master Jiansi, all the materials of Youzhou's promoted disciples are here, what's the problem?"

Next to him, a middle-aged man with the appearance of a scribe looked at the seat of honor and asked.

The majestic figure stood still, but the majesty of the superior made the middle-aged scribe dare not ask a second time.

The latter hesitated for a moment, followed that concentrated gaze and landed on the long scroll, where a name was impressively written...

"Li Mo!?" The middle-aged scribe was slightly taken aback.

This year's major mountain gates don't seem to have this name in the seeds, not to mention that Youzhou doesn't have any noteworthy powerful mountain gates.

"300 years... Finally someone from that lineage will come to Beijing again!!!"

At this moment, a soft sigh sounded, as heavy and indifferent as this long night.

　Thank you Xiangyun Huanyue, dx Fugui for your reward! ! !
　
(End of this chapter)