The Villain's White Lotus Halo

In the following month, many foreign practitioners appeared one after another in Yecheng, and the number of guards in the city also increased silently.The monks wearing Taoist robes of various sects and the ubiquitous black-armored city guards added a bit of solemnity to this noisy and inclusive city.

After returning that night, Duan Chongxuan invited Yin Biyue to go out to listen to books at night and never happened again—whether he really listened to books or not.

So Yin Biyue practiced his sword on the edge of the autumn lake during the day, practicing the cold water sword.Meditate in the room at night, play swords in the sea of ​​consciousness, and temper the consciousness.

The courtyard by the lake is very quiet.The hustle and bustle of Yecheng could not be heard here.

But if you look at the center of the city, there is a lot of traffic. The one with the cyan Taoist gown with eight trigrams and runes is Baopuzong, the one with purple long gown is Lianjianzong, and the one with white robe embroidered with cloud patterns is Cangya Mountain.

Those with gray robes belong to Jiekong Temple, and those with bright yellow cassocks belong to Xingshan Temple.

Walking in front of them, responsible for leading the way and receiving them, the person wearing a white robe with splashed ink landscape is the host this time, a disciple of Qinglu Sword Sect.

He Yanyun followed Xipingfeng's uncle, walked through the lively streets and squares, and walked towards Qiushui Lake in the south of the city.When she was a child, she often slipped down the mountain, but no place she has seen is more fresh and interesting than this Yecheng.

But the disciples of the Qinglu Sword Sect are still there, so naturally they can't show that they haven't seen the world.That's embarrassing.

So she winked at Ruan Xiaolian.Ruan Xiaolian gave her a look back.

——In the evening, I went out to the market to eat something.

——Eat the wonton on the left first, and then the jelly cake on the back.

The two reached a consensus calmly and walked forward without changing their faces.

The three of Luo Mingchuan received the news from Qinglu's disciples and met their fellow disciples from Cangya Mountain by the autumn lake.

After seeing the ceremony with Elder Xi Pingfeng, he watched a group of disciples start to divide the courtyards with great interest.The originally quiet courtyard group by the lake has also become lively.

From time to time, some disciples came forward to greet the three of them. After He Yanyun said hello, she stopped Luo Mingchuan, "Senior brother, I have many things to ask you."

Yin Biyue understood immediately!

Girls go boldly!Don't worry if your senior brother didn't meet a half-beautiful beauty along the way!

Duan Chongxuan smiled at him, "It's very lively in the city today, why don't Fourth Senior Brother go with me to have a look?"

Yin Biyue was not sure if he meant to visit flower houses in his words, but right now the autumn lake was noisy and the sword could not be connected, so he might as well just go to the city for a stroll.

As soon as the two of them passed through the mansions of those wealthy families in the south of the city, they first encountered a commotion.

What happened in Yecheng can be seen from a distance, because the black armored guards are so eye-catching.

Coincidentally, the center of the excitement was also an acquaintance, and a corner of the cyan Taoist robe flashed through the gap between the crowd.

Duan Chongxuan bypassed the crowd without saying a word, and took Yin Biyue to the teahouse across the street.

I chose a window-facing location on the second floor, and ordered Rose Crisp and Junshan Maojian, so that I could watch it in my spare time.

This position is so good that even Bao Puzong's disciple can clearly see the slightly trembling fists clenched tightly.

Downstairs, surrounded by the city guards, were more than a dozen disciples in blue Taoist robes, who happened to be the three of Yin Biyue who had met in Panlongling.

The faces of the two teams were not good-looking. There was a stretcher in the middle of the black armored guards, and there was a person lying on the stretcher.He Lai, as a representative, negotiated with the small captain of the city guard.

He Lai's tone was very cold and powerful, "I'm already fine, and the pill has been given, what else should I do?"

The coercion of his barrier-breaking stage was exposed, and he looked very intimidating.

Under Baopu Zong's Hengduan Mountain, in the towns and villages with a radius of a hundred miles, no one would dare to defy him.

But in Yecheng, the city guard team was not afraid of him, and even the ordinary people watching from afar were not afraid of him.

With what kind of cultivation level, you can naturally hear those whispers, even if the gossiping person's voice is very low and far away, "It's still a big school, what kind of quality."

"Hold Pu Zong? Heh, when Cangya Mountain entered the city, they were all kind and friendly, and they didn't see any trouble."

"That's right, old man Li from the wonton stall also said that the girls from Cang Ya even smiled at him!"

It was Cangya Mountain again, He Lai was furious when he heard it, but at this time, the captain of the city guard team said, "According to the city law, damages to private property should be compensated at twice the original price, and personal injuries must be apologized, and responsible for the follow-up treatment and compensation."

Before He Lai could speak, a disciple of Bao Pu Zong became anxious first,

"Why didn't you pay?! Do you know how valuable that bottle of Yuludan is?"

The team leader showed a puzzled look, and said seriously, "But you didn't apologize, what does this have to do with whether the pill is worth money or not?"

The faces of the disciples of Bao Pu Zong were filled with unbelievable shock and anger. They had never experienced such a thing in their previous lives.There is nothing wrong with apologizing to the strong, but now they are asked to apologize to an ordinary person? !

It's just that I bumped into a vendor carrying a shoulder pole. The vendor is old, and they can't be blamed for flying out after being bumped. If they didn't want to be more polite when they are out of the house, why would they use such a good medicine!

He Lai calmed down first and returned to his expressionless face.He just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible, instead of being surrounded by people watching a good show.

Facing the stretcher among the black-armored guards, he lifted his robe and gave a half salute, "I'm sorry."

Of course he doesn't pay attention to these city guards who are far inferior to him, but in Yecheng, not to mention the city lord of the Mahayana, there are several enshrined in the Hinayana alone.These guards were from the city lord's mansion. They had just arrived in Yecheng, and the flower folding party hadn't started yet, so he didn't want to cause trouble at this time.

A disciple of Baopu Zong said angrily, "It's time to give way now!"

The black-armored guards stepped aside neatly, and the squad leader shouted loudly behind them, "Remember to read the city law when you go back!"

The people on the street covered their mouths and laughed.

He Lai suddenly seemed to be aware of it, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the two people in the teahouse, and his face turned pale in an instant.

Duan Chongxuan smiled at him very shamelessly.

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In the small courtyard by the autumn lake, Magnolia magnolia swayed slightly in the wind.

Luo Mingchuan patiently told He Yanyun about his experiences along the way.

The long embankment of Yangcheng, the bandits encountered in Panlongling, the official road in the west land, the waves of the floating sea, and the space magic power of Mr. Cambodia.

Finally, He Yanyun couldn't help interrupting him, "Brother, that's not what I want to hear!"

Luo Mingchuan was not annoyed, and said gently, "Then what do you want to hear?"

He Yanyun hesitated to speak, and finally asked, but she was too embarrassed to speak too bluntly, and said vaguely, "I want to know... how are you and Senior Brother Yin?"

How about what?

The Flower Folding Festival is approaching, and the junior sister should ask them how their cultivation is doing.

So he smiled, "Very good, much better than before."

He Yanyun's eyes lit up instantly, "I knew it!"

She rushed out of the yard like a gust of excitement, "Brother, you have a good rest and I won't bother you!"

She wanted to tell Ruan Xiaolian the good news immediately!Handkerchiefs and banners are not for nothing hahaha!

Standing in the wind, Luo Mingchuan felt very bewildered.

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The novelty of coming to Yecheng soon passed.

On the second day, the disciples of Cangya Mountain began to practice as if they were on the mountain.

Until the day when the lottery was drawn before the Flower Folding Festival, the lakeside of the autumn lake was as quiet as ever.

The lottery was drawn at the edge of the ring at the foot of Chongming Mountain.Everyone went to Shen Yingbi to record their names and get their serial numbers.

There are a total of 320 people. The top 160 people will draw lots to determine their opponents. The remaining one will be lucky enough to have a bye in the first round and directly advance to the second round.

No one cares whether there is a lottery right, because the opponent depends on luck.

The moment the lottery is opened, there will be a display on Shen Yingbi, and it cannot be changed even if the lottery is changed.What's more, the Qinglu Sword Sect, which is the host this time, sent two Hinayana elders to maintain order.

The numbers of the three of Yin Biyue happened to be in the top 160, and they were going to be drawn.

Along the way, there were huge crowds of people, full of discussions from disciples of various sects,

"Hey! I got Lian Jianzong's junior sister! How could this be done!" The speaker's face was full of joy.

"I smoke Jiekong Temple Huiren, Buddhist cultivator, there is nothing to worry about now, even if you can't beat it, you won't get hurt."

There were also miserable ones, who were comforted by the same sects, and shouted angrily, "No more fights, I want to go home! I met Zhong Shan in the first game, how lucky!"

The lottery team moved quickly, Duan Chongxuan reported his number and started the lottery.The stick was very big, engraved with a magic circle to isolate the consciousness to prevent prying eyes, and two Hinayana elders supervised it.He randomly reached out and took out one, and after opening it, the black writing appeared.

Shen Ying's name corresponding to the lottery number he drew lit up on the wall.

The disciple who was writing on the bulletin board next to him immediately wrote, "Duan Chongxuan in Cangya Mountain is facing Puzong Li Lin, the fourth match on the [-]th, ring No. [-]."

Yin Biyue did not expect that one of the three of them would draw Bao Puzong in the first round.

The chatter is really lucky... It's okay.

Next, Luo Mingchuan finished drawing lots, and said hesitantly, "180, I remember that this is also Bao Puzong's number."

Sure enough, Baopu Zong Wang Zhen's name lit up.

Yin Biyue slandered, two of them in a row, the probability is too small.

When he finished smoking by himself, he was speechless.

"Where did Yin Biyue face Bao Zong in Cangya Mountain? The first match on the [-]th, the No. [-] ring."

Duan Chongxuan didn't even expect it, and sighed, "The road is narrow."