Shortly after!

As the day of opening the second floor of the academy approaches, the number of practitioners from various countries in Chang'an City has increased, and the security of the city has also faced a huge test. Many practitioners from remote mountains and remote areas have come to Fanhua for the first time.

The splendid capital of the Tang Dynasty was filled with flowers and flowers, which made a lot of jokes.

Even Su Xuan, who had found some time to relax, saw many practitioners making trouble and was arrested and sent to the prison of the Ministry of Punishment.

Many practitioners even fought in the streets of Chang'an City, attracting brave men from the army.

Su Xuan paid enough attention to these practitioners. The capital was now a mixed bag, and there were more practitioners of the Dongxuan realm hanging around his shop than he could count on both hands.

He at least sensed the qi movement in the realm of knowing fate. Although the great practitioner hid it very well, he still could not escape Su Xuan's perception.

It is unclear whether he came to monitor him or to assassinate Tantai Yan.

However, ever since he stayed at Hongxiu Zhao that night and brought Tantai Yan back to the shop, Su Xuan had already become famous in Chang'an City. However, after many days, he still didn't see any of the dignitaries coming to look for trouble.

Su Xuan was a little surprised.

Su Xuan looked at the practitioners who were wandering outside his shop and said: "Miss Tantai, there is no need to make lunch today. Let's go to Bishengju to eat, and take a look at the person who was named the Son of Light by Xiling."

How talented is Prince Longqing?"

As the prince of the Yan Kingdom, Long Qing also practiced in Xiling. He had met Long Qing in Xiling before. At that time, Long Qing had not yet achieved his current reputation.

However, no matter how long it takes, people like the Son of Light, who are good at arguing, are just false names. In the end, they must rely on their strength to speak for themselves.

Tantai Yan put down the Xiaoyaoyou written by Su Xuan and said: "Mr. Su is too humble. Prince Longqing is just a chess piece of the headmaster. How can he compare with Mr. Su? This Xiaoyaoyou, Mr. Su, should be

It’s really mysterious.”

She did not refuse Su Xuan's invitation. Tantaiyan wanted to see the conflict between the disciples of Dao Sect Zhi Shou Guan and the Son of Light in Xiling, because such a collision was very exciting.

"If that's the case, Miss Tantai, let's get going! Don't miss any good shows. The Son of Light is your biggest opponent this time."

Su Xuan waved his hand to extinguish the lights, closed the door of the shop, hung up the wooden board with the words "rest today", and led Tantai Yan towards Bisheng Residence.

Tantai Yan, who was not veiled, instantly became the eye-catching presence of passers-by. Looking at the two people walking hand in hand, many passers-by showed expressions like a flower stuck in cow dung.

But fortunately, this is the capital of the Tang Dynasty. There are no dirty things that happen in ordinary cities, and no yamen dare to come out in broad daylight to make themselves uncomfortable.

The South Gate cultivator of Haotian Dao who was watching Su Xuan in the shop next to him wished he could run to the Imperial Master's Mansion with two more legs, because Su Xuan, a disciple of the Dao Sect Zhi Shou Guan who had been living at home for a long time, finally appeared in the street today.

above.

Su Xuan's appearance in the streets several times before brought a lot of trouble. Now Su Xuan's appearance again may bring trouble as well.

No one can predict what kind of choices a Taoist disciple of Zhishouguan will make in the capital. What if this Taoist disciple has a brain attack and wants to go mountain climbing?

Among the master's direct disciples, there is already a genius from the Taoist sect, but if there is another one, the Tang Dynasty's face will be completely lost.

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Victory Residence!

This is a very strange name, but in the eyes of foodies, the strangeness of the name does not affect their pursuit of delicious food.

There is the best food here, and the best is naturally the most expensive. The most tranquil courtyard in De Sheng Ju is enough to make a wealthy businessman in the capital feel distressed.

Today, the most expensive courtyard in Deshengju has been reserved by the fourth princess Li Yu to welcome a guest who is about to return to his homeland. This shows how noble this guest is.

Prince Chongming, the son of King Yan, and the future King of Yan, is indeed worthy of respect. However, in Chang'an City, the capital of the Tang Dynasty, how could Prince Chongming, who was originally a hostage, dare to act like a distinguished guest? He was nothing more than a lost dog.

The young talents in the academy can maintain respect for the princess because the princess married into the Golden Court and made indelible contributions to the security of the Tang Dynasty's frontiers.

But Chongming was just a hostage of the Yan State. The Tang State who was captured by General Zhenbei was more of a prisoner than a proton. Therefore, when the young talents of the academy looked at Chongming, their contemptuous eyes made the Crown Prince look very pale.

Ugly.

Ning Que and Sangsang sat in an inconspicuous position, looking indifferently at the loneliness of the academy students in front of them. Such loneliness was stupid, and they were already feeling fearful without even thinking about it.

Situ Yilan, who is Ning Que's friend, can also be disappointed. Although the academy is known as the academy for people in the world, it is in the Tang Dynasty. This is an undisputed fact. "Ning Que seems to have a quota for the second floor this time.

It will be returned to Prince Longqing."

Regarding Prince Longqing, even though the talents of the Tang Dynasty hated the place name Xiling, it was undeniable that Prince Longqing was powerful enough, otherwise he would not have caused such fear among the academy disciples.

Ning Que glanced at Sang Sang, who was holding a jar and drinking, and said solemnly: "If you have a high level of cultivation, you will definitely enter the academy. What kind of exams will the academy arrange? Isn't it enough to just announce that Prince Longqing has entered the second floor? That way the academy

What's the difference between it and useless people?"

Zhong Dajun, who was sitting aside, mocked: "Even so, this matter has nothing to do with you. You are a loser who cannot practice cultivation."

He already hates Ning Que, and even on such occasions, he will not hesitate to sarcastically mock him.

Situ Yilan said angrily: "Zhong Dajun, you have gone too far. Even if Ning Que cannot practice, he is still our classmate."

And Xie Chengyun, who is known as the genius of the academy, is now very taciturn. It's not that Xie Chengyun doesn't want to say something to cheer him up, but that he doesn't know what to say.

Long Qing is known as the Son of Light in Xiling. He has been practicing in Xiling since he was a child. His current level of cultivation may have entered the cave-mysterious realm.

Ning Que looked at the proud Zhong Dajun and said: "It's a pity that you are wrong. Not only can I practice cultivation, but I have also entered the realm of no confusion. Now that I think about it, I am afraid that Master Haotian really has some mission for me to complete."

He thought of the poisonous chicken soup that the fellow countryman used to deceive him, but now it seems that since he can practice, why can't he enter the second floor if he prefers someone?

He would do it as soon as he thought of it, just like the time when he escaped from the capital and broke into the vast Min Mountains to hang out with jackals.

Ning Que's Qi blossomed without reservation, which made Her Royal Highness the Princess who had just come out of Qingyou's backyard very happy, because Ning Que was hers.

But Zhong Dajun, who used to be sarcastic towards Ning Que in the past, was already blushing, anger and jealousy welling up in his heart. When Zhong Dajun was about to lose control, he suppressed his emotions forcefully.

Because Zhong Dajun saw a pair of eyes, a pair of eyes full of murderous intent. Such murderous intent was obviously not something that a disciple of the academy could possess. Such a person could kill him in an instant.

Looking at Zhong Dajun who was shrinking, Ning Que also stepped back and enjoyed the food on the table. A meal cost twenty taels of silver. If someone hadn't treated him, he would not have wasted money by coming to Sangsang.

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Chapter completed!