Lin Ruoxu has been in the inn all day for the past two days. Through these words from all directions, he has indeed analyzed a lot of the situation in the Wei Kingdom.

In the territory of Wei, Taiyi Daoting is like a towering Mount Tai, standing on the top of many sects, and no other sect can compare with it.

This Tiannan Sword Palace is one of the few sects in the Wei Kingdom that are slightly inferior to Taiyi Daoting.

It is said that his disciples are proficient in swordsmanship and not only practice swordsmanship on weekdays, but also most of the art of promotion is supplemented by swordsmanship.

When it comes to swordsmanship, even Taiyi Daoting is absolutely inadequate.

Because of practicing sword skills, disciples under Tiannan Sword Palace were as murderous as they were, and their personalities were mostly impulsive. If they were disagreeable, they would fight.

Therefore, no one dared to pretend to be a person from Tiannan Sword Palace, for fear of being discovered by the main owner and beheaded as a villain.

Lin Ruoxu looked along the eyes of everyone and saw a broken sword pattern engraved in the center of the slowly rotating wheel. The pattern pattern was covered with a faint glow, which made people see clearly.

"It's indeed the pattern emblem of Tiannan Sword Palace!" A very knowledgeable ghost fairy nodded slightly.

Everyone looked at the man in unison.

The man had no choice but to say helplessly: "My father was lucky enough to see the frame of Tiannan Sword Palace, which is indeed the pattern emblem."

"The magic is used on this pattern emblem, which can be clearly illuminated and can be seen at a glance, just like the domineering nature of Tiannan Sword Palace. This is also very obvious, warning passers-by."

"Die the roadblocker!"

"Who is Ling Zun?" A swordsman with two waists and hips stared at him, with a strange look in his eyes, and suddenly asked.

"My father Xie Guangren, you probably have heard of this brother, right?" the man said with a smile.

This sentence caused a thousand waves. Everyone's eyes suddenly changed when they looked at the man. It felt like a country child entering the city and seeing the richest man in the city, his eyes were full of envy and jealousy.

Almost at the same time, someone exclaimed immediately.

"Xie Guangren? Xie family, one of the twelve giant rooms in Kyoto? Are you Xie Qiankun?"

Although in just one month, tens of thousands of young strange immortals have gathered in Lingzao Village, most of them are short-lived and poor people with shallow cultivation and no money to support their cultivation. They hope to be lucky enough to soar to become disciples of Taiyi Daoting.

After all, the storyteller from several inns in Lingzao Village said day and night that someone who had left the lucky one entered the eyes of the mountain master of Taiyi Daoting and was taken into the door. From then on, he soared into the sky to marry the mountain master's daughter, further inherited the mountain master's inheritance, and reached the peak of his life.

As this is said a lot, it plays a brainwashing role.

You know, the weak often have fantasies.

"So you have heard of a certain name?" The man smiled slightly, with a reserved smile, with a reserved corner of his mouth, but there was inevitably a little arrogance in his eyes.

"The young master of Tiannan Sword Palace, Xie Qiankun from the Xie family in the giant room... Five days before the trial begins, these big figures have already begun to appear?"

"It seems that there are two of these 108 places left, and I... it's too difficult!"

"I have a point less chance of entering the Taoist court!"

...

Listening to the pessimistic discussions of everyone, Xie Qiankun curled a trace of contempt at the corner of his mouth. His eyes slowly swept over, and the contempt at the corner of his mouth became more and more intense. Suddenly, his eyes paused and stopped on the swordsman who had just asked the question.

The swordsman stared at Xie Qiankun tightly, and his hands were quietly holding onto the two swords around his waist at some point. He noticed Xie Qiankun's gaze. His hands, which were originally holding the hilt of the knife, slowly relaxed and suddenly turned around and left.

"interesting……"

Xie Qiankun stared at the back of the swordsman who disappeared into the crowd in an instant, muttered softly, and suddenly felt like a sharp sword stabbing on his back, and a terrible feeling of snooping like goosebumps quietly emerged.

He seemed to be aware of it. He was a boy in ordinary clothes and crowded in the crowd. His face was expressionless, his eyes were cold and emotional, like a cold corpse, which made people feel cold in his heart.

...

The inn in the village was already full, and Lin Ruoxu spent a lot of money and finally convinced a villager that the trial had not yet begun, so he rested at the villager's house at night.

This wouldn't make you sleep in a tent.

It's night.

He sat in front of the oil lamp and memorized the classics carefully. This classic was left to him by Xuanhui before leaving. She recalled the cultivation experiences orally told by the elders in the temple, and wrote them one by one in the books to help Lin Ruoxu solve his doubts.

It was dark night outside the house, and occasionally two dog barking in the village sounded.

"Swishy~"

A breeze suddenly blew by, blowing the grass leaves outside, making a rustling sound.

The wind blew into the house, making the lights sway, dim and unstable.

Lin Ruoxu was affected by the dim and swaying candlelight, and his eyes slowly moved upwards, and his eyes fell empty on the candlelight.

Suddenly, a water droplet shot out from the middle of his eyebrows, split into two, and shot hard towards the darkness that could not be shined by the lights beside him.

Plop!

As the water droplet shot out, something blurred in the darkness flashed by.

Darkness travels through darkness and becomes unsightly.

The next moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared behind Lin Ruoxu.

A poison-enhancing dagger quietly approached his neck, and just one more tiny, it would completely kiss into his neck.

"But that's really boring." A lazy voice came from the black shadow in a daze. As the sound landed, the darkness wrapped around it dissipated, revealing Xie Qiankun's figure.

"You are so boring that you come late at night," Lin Ruoxu said calmly.

"During the day I thought you were very powerful, but it turned out that's just that. It's just a waste of time..."

Xie Qiankun turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly he paused, and the words in his mouth came to an abrupt end.

His face suddenly turned extremely pale, his eyes were filled with panic, and he stared at the countless water needles hanging in the air that were as dense as cow's hair.

These water needles pointed directly at his head, only a slight distance from his nose.

When did these things appear?

Why didn't I notice it at all?

What kind of trick is this...

He had no doubt that as long as the guy in front of him had his mind, these water needles would fly out like arrows, shooting his head into a hornet's nest.

Although the Yin body is much stronger than the body of an ordinary person, it is still a physical body and cannot block these sharp water needles.

"What's the matter with me, you?" Lin Ruoxu asked lightly.

"It seems that I've taken a look away." Xie Qiankun's face flashed with anger, and then he said seriously: "Let's talk about the serious matter."

“Those things about the trial.”
Chapter completed!