That night.

Qin Mo came to the appointment on time with a group of disciples.

A middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and a beard, wearing a black python robe, was waiting outside the hall door.

This man has an extraordinary bearing, and he carries an air of majesty when standing casually.

"Haha, I wish Hailong that I have met President Qin."

This prince, who is known as Zhenhai King, is very polite.

"I've met the prince." Qin Mo returned the greeting in a serious manner.

He was a little surprised that a prince could make such a gesture.

"The banquet has been prepared, please ask Qin Yuan to go in first." Zhu Hailong said with a smile.

People entered the hall one after another.

Qin Mo, Si Honghan and Zhu Hailong were sitting at the master's table.

The other disciples were sitting at another table.

There were not many people at the host's table, just five people.

Zhu Hailong, Qin Mo, Si Honghan, the crown prince Zhu Yuan and a man dressed as a scribe with long hair.

"Chief Qin, this is Bai Gaohe. Mr. Bai is the enshrinement of the house."

Zhu Hailong said softly.

"I've met Mr. Bai." Qin Mo nodded slightly.

This white worshiper has deep hidden qi, and on the surface he seems to be an ordinary teacher.

But normal people know it.

How could a normal teacher be worthy of being worshiped in the city lord's mansion?

"I have heard a lot about President Qin's achievements. At first I thought it was an exaggeration, but this meeting made me understand that President Qin does have this strength." Mr. Bai smiled slightly.

"Really?" Qin Mo was noncommittal.

This guy's words are quite subtle.

On the surface, he was praising Qin Mo, but what he actually meant was that I have seen through your strength.

"Haha, I'll give you a drink first, Chief Qin." Zhu Hailong interrupted the conversation between Qin Mo and Mr. Bai at this moment.

Everyone started drinking and chatting.

Zhu Hailong asked again: "I wonder what President Qin thinks of this martial arts conference?"

"What do you think? I still look forward to competing with the world's warriors and exchanging experiences." Qin Mo's answer was flawless.

"Indeed...but I heard that a swordsman wizard recently appeared in the world, nicknamed Sanji Sword."

"This Sanji Sword has been a sudden rise in the past six months. As soon as he appeared, he slaughtered a powerful martial arts sect in the martial arts world. After that, he continued to challenge famous masters in the martial arts world. He never suffered any defeat, and no one could learn from him. The sword survives.”

Zhu Hailong suddenly mentioned another thing.

"Three pole sword? Is he here this time?" Qin Mo asked.

"I don't know... This three-pole sword is too mysterious and its whereabouts are unpredictable. The invitation letter cannot be delivered to him."

"But there are rumors in the world that he seems to want to challenge President Qin, so I'm telling you specifically."

Zhu Hailong laughed.

"Then I'll wait for him." Qin Mo nodded.

Afterwards, a few people chatted about some interesting facts about Xihai.

"Your Majesty, I wonder if you can let me visit Xihai Cliff?"

Qin Mo raised his wine glass.

This Xihai Cliff is an important place and has been heavily guarded for many years. Most people cannot enter at all.

And Qin Mo has always been yearning for the cliff of Xihai and wants to see what it is like.

He wanted to take a look at the place where Demon Fist Yan Deng and National Master Yi Zexin discussed Tao hundreds of years ago.

There may be some unexpected gains.

"President Qin, don't be impatient...the finals of this martial arts competition will be held at Xihai Cliff."

"At that time, you can appreciate the scenery of Xihai Cliff."

Zhu Hailong waved his hand.

Qin Mo smiled: "That's fine."

The martial arts tournament was only a few days away, so he wasn't in a hurry.

......

After the banquet dispersed.

Qin Mo and Si Honghan left the city lord's mansion and enjoyed the unique scenery of Xihai City.

"Senior brother, I feel that Zhu Hailong's attitude towards you is a bit strange."

Si Honghan frowned.

"What's strange?" Qin Mo asked casually.

"His attitude toward you...is a bit low."

"Even though you, senior brother, are now the head of the four great masters, you are a prince and a profound practitioner, so you don't need to do this at all." Si Honghan couldn't understand.

She could understand a housekeeper lowering his attitude towards Qin Mo.

But if even Zhu Hailong was like this, she really couldn't understand.

Could it be that it was really because Zhu Hailong was born to be hospitable?

"This one is not that simple."

"When the old emperor sent him to such a remote place... I'm afraid he was also afraid."

"Now that the orthodox royal family is in decline, this person may not have different intentions."

Qin Mo said softly.

He walked all the way to Haizhou and found that there was no sign of unrest in Haizhou.

This is naturally because of Zhu Hailong, the sea-suppressing king's method, firmly holding Haizhou in his hands.

Nowadays, the world is undergoing great changes, rebels are rising everywhere, and major aristocratic families are ready to take action.

Doesn’t this prince, who is equivalent to being sent to the frontier, have no different intentions?

"I understand...this Zhenhai King is trying to recruit senior brothers." Si Honghan suddenly realized.

"It is possible, but it may also be a test... It is difficult to figure out the thoughts of such a character." Qin Mo said with a smile.

"But wasn't this martial arts conference held by the Dayan royal family... and it was specially held in Xihai..." Si Honghan became more and more confused as he thought about it.

"This arrangement shows that there are people in Tianyan City who are worried about this prince and want to take this opportunity to test it out."

Qin Mo said softly.

"There is indeed a lot of intrigue in the royal family." Si Honghan said with emotion.

"We can just watch the show. I find it very interesting." Qin Mo likes watching this kind of killing each other the most.

......

Inside a house in Xihai City.

"Sir, Qin Mo has arrived at the city lord's house today. I wish Hailong, the old fox, will personally come out to take care of him." A man in black robes said with his fists clasped.

In the room, a young man with an impressive appearance was gently flicking the light of a candle.

As he moved his fingers gently, the weak flame of the candle danced like a fire elf.

"Qin Mo is a very special person...Currently, Yinghuosi suspects that he is the one who has revived the marks of ghosts and gods...that is why his strength has soared in such a short period of time."

"Zhu Hailong must have taken a fancy to this, so he made such a big show of it." The young man said calmly.

Practitioners with the marks of ghosts and gods are very rare.

But in the entire Great Yan Dynasty, there are still some.

But having the mark of ghosts and gods is one thing.

Whether ghosts and gods can be revived is another matter.

You know, cultivators are full of fear of the marks of ghosts and gods.

Just like Fang Liu, he tried every possible means to prevent the resurgence of the mark of ghosts and gods.

Even if it is like Yu Wuming's, it still needs to carry out a blood sacrifice ceremony on a huge scale to allow the ghosts and gods to have enough energy to revive.

So far, Yinghuosi has not even got any information about the true resurrection of ghosts and gods.

Qin Mo is just very doubtful.

The authenticity still needs to be determined.

"Then what should we do?" the man in black robe asked.

"Then let me go and visit the youngest leader of the four great masters tomorrow." The young man pinched his fingers gently.

snort~

The candle turned into a ray of fire and flew into his body.

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