Taking the "Encyclopedia of Kyushu" with him, Yan Ling quickly left the cave.

Although Sword Flying is only a low-level spell, it consumes a lot of spiritual power. Yan Ling continued to fly for two days and two nights. The period of time alone was not enough to recover the energy spent on Sword Flying.

Therefore, she took out the guide plate and examined it for a while, and finally chose to walk. It would not be too late to wield the sword after her spiritual power was almost restored.

As expected, under the emperor's nose, even hundreds of miles outside the Holy Imperial City, there was no one or even a monster making trouble. Yan Ling walked for five or six hours, and nothing happened.

In this way, Yan Ling soon arrived at Linfeng City, a small city located near the Holy Imperial City.

According to legend, Linfeng City was just a small county in the Holy Imperial City before. Later, because it was occupied by a certain royal relative, it reaped a lot of dividends. When it grew up, it gradually separated and became a city on its own.

The guard at the city gate briefly questioned Yan Ling and let her in.

Although the city was bustling, Yan Ling had no intention of stopping to rest. When she saw it, the key was to quickly reach the Holy Imperial City.

So he walked forward along the main road of Linfeng City without looking back. Soon, Yan Ling was attracted by the sound of quarrels on the roadside——

"Who are you? How dare you snatch a monster beast from me, a disciple of Peach Blossom Hall?"

Noticing the words "Peach Blossom Palace", Yan Ling immediately followed the voice and looked over, only to see a woman in pink clothes with a refined whip hanging around her waist proudly announcing her home.

When the crowd watching the excitement heard that this man in pink clothes was a disciple of Peach Blossom Hall, they sighed.

In front of her, stood a woman wearing a green dress with a round thing hanging on her chest. Seeing that the pink dress had finished introducing herself, he glanced at her waist gently and tugged at the corner of her mouth with disdain, "

Just you? A disciple of Peach Blossom Hall?"

The woman in Tsing Yi's tone was full of disbelief, and then she announced her family status, "I am the daughter of the head of the Lianhua Sect, and so is Jing Xizhi. What I usually look down on most are hypocritical liars like you who lie about your family status!"

Hearing this, the crowd burst into sighs again.

Although the Lianhua Sect is not ranked among the three major sects, it is still ranked among the ten major sects. It has been the number one among the immortal cultivating sects in the Immortal Prison State for hundreds of years, not to mention this self-proclaimed

Jing Xizhi’s woman is also the daughter of the sect leader. This time a sect leader’s daughter and a disciple from one of the three major sects confront each other. It’s really a good show!

But when the woman in pink heard that Jing Xizhi said that she was a liar, her delicate little face immediately turned red, and when she was angry, she couldn't speak smoothly, "Why do you call me a liar?

I have a letter written by the saint here, if you don’t believe me, read it!”

After hearing Chu Liuli's name, Yan Ling was desperate and rushed into the crowd, just in time to see the woman in pink taking out the so-called autographed letter from Chu Liuli.

However, Jing Xizhi, who noticed that she was already furious, glanced at the contents of the letter, laughed and said: "You said this is the autograph of Chu Liuli, the peach blossom saint, so it is the saint's autograph? Is there any evidence?"

In addition, as if he didn't want to continue to quarrel with the pink-clad woman, Jing Xizhi simply made it clear, "I know that all the disciples of Peach Blossom Hall, whether they are direct disciples, inner or outer disciples, there will be something on the palms of their hands.

There is a symbol of a peach blossom. Please ask this girl, since you are a disciple of the Peach Blossom Hall, can you let us take a look at the palm of your hand?"

Jing Xizhi raised his eyebrows and stared directly at the hand of the woman in pink.

The people who were watching the fun and not taking it too seriously also said, "Yes, reach out quickly!"

Only Yan Ling was not interested in whether there was a peach blossom mark in her palm. She just wanted to know what the so-called Chu Liuli's autographed letter was about?

While the woman in pink clothes was tangled and hesitantly refusing to extend her hand, Jing Xizhi discovered the quiet girl with a jade face who had always looked different from everyone else.

"If you don't reach out, do you still want me to help you?"

With that said, Jing Xizhi stretched out his hand and took advantage of the pink-clothed woman's unpreparedness to open her palm.

Empty.

Let alone a peach blossom, not even a single peach petal was visible!

Jing Xizhi raised an eyebrow again, waiting for the woman in pink to explain.

Seeing that she had been exposed, the woman in pink clothes could no longer care so much and quickly said:

"That's... that's because, I... I will be a disciple of Peach Blossom Hall sooner or later. This letter written by the Saint is one of the letters between Saint Chu Liuli and my father. I will be selected as a disciple three months later.

The competition has been decided, and I will be the first direct disciple of the Saint!"

What a shame! No matter which famous family you belong to, you still want to save face! Speaking of such things that have been decided in advance is really detrimental to the public morals, but today this woman in pink put this matter aside in order to protect her current face.

After shaking it out, it won’t be long before their family and Peach Blossom Palace will be embarrassed!

Jing Xizhi understood clearly, "It turned out to be through the back door, tsk tsk..."

The people watching also started to sigh.

The woman in pink seemed to know that she had caused a big trouble and didn't care about the monsters anymore. She quickly covered her face and left with her entourage.

Finally, the crowd dispersed, and Jing Xizhi proudly bought the cub of the fifth-level monster from a vendor and pocketed it.

There were too many people. After the woman in pink left, she quickly disappeared. No matter how hard Yan Ling followed her eyes, she could not find that person.

"Okay, we're all gone!"

A clear and hearty advice sounded from behind.

Yan Ling turned around suddenly and saw Jing Xizhi in green clothes.

Yan Ling was stunned for a moment, but finally made a sword-holding salute and said, "Your Majesty, Yan Ling."

As soon as she finished the introduction, Qing Yi across from you chuckled, "I just saw you there, and I thought you were really different. Somehow, I could always see a bit of chicness and carefreeness in you. Now,

It seems that I was right, you are a swordsman!"

When Yan Ling was watching the excitement in the crowd, she was facing Jing Xizhi, and her Snow Soul Sword was slung behind her back, with not even a hilt exposed above her shoulders. In this case,

Jing Xizhi could tell that she was a swordsman, but he could only use the word "temperament" to explain it.

It's just that Yan Ling, who always thought that she was smart and clever, didn't expect that she could be praised as "free and unrestrained". You know, that is the state she has been pursuing for more than ten years. From this point of view, the "Free Sword Art"

She has really mastered her skills!
Chapter completed!