The Que Yu Flying Boat swooped down and arrived at the periphery of a city in a blink of an eye. After I got off the boat, Lin Siqi didn't know what was on the outside of the boat. In the blink of an eye, the Que Yu Flying Boat quickly became smaller and turned into a crystal ball the size of a fist, and was then taken into his pocket by Lin Siqi.

"What can I do?" I was stunned.

Lin Siqi looked embarrassed: "It is an inscription formation that can mobilize the power of a small world. It is carved by the dean and the teacher himself. This difficult inscription formation, the chief teacher who can carve the entire Inscription Academy may be able to count it with one hand."

"So that's it, go into the city."

"Yes, sir!"

Lin Siqi had reached an extremely tired state, and even began to stagger when walking. He walked forward and stepped directly into a county town. There were many inns and inns facing him. But just when I took Lin Siqi into one of the inns, the shopkeeper shook his head and said with apologetically: "This store will not entertain guests from the north, please forgive me."

"Oh, that's it..."

I didn't force myself, so I took Lin Siqi to try the other stores, but the result was exactly the same. All of them were rejected, and the other party refused to let us move in at all.

"What's going on? Is there any reason?" I was confused.

Lin Siqi frowned and said, "Maybe it has something to do with something two months ago."

"Two months ago, what happened?"

He pondered and said in a leisurely manner: "It's a long story. The Daxiang Dynasty borders our Xuanyuan Empire. Just two months ago, a soldier from the Xuanyuan Empire offended a monk from the Daxiang Dynasty. The monk cut off the head of the flying sword general and then returned to the mountain. This incident aroused the anger of the senior leaders of the border guards of the Xuanyuan Empire. On the next day, the local governor personally commanded two thousand Xuanyuan iron cavalry to attack the mountain, and shot and killed hundreds of monks, including the monk with a strong bow and a hard crossbow. When the Daxiang Dynasty dispatched its troops, the border guards had already returned to the country, so the people of the Daxiang Dynasty hated them. In the past two months, the hatred for the Xuanyuan Empire has increased dramatically, so... they do not accept guests from the north."

"That's how..."

I walked along the street with great strides and said, "Continue walking forward and see where we can stay overnight. We should all have a good rest."

"Yes, sir!"

Just after the Sixth Inn rejected us, the shopkeeper seemed to have a little pity and said, "If you really want to find a place to live, I am afraid that the only one who dares to take you in this city is Qiongranju of the Xie family. If you keep moving forward from this street, you will naturally see it."

"Okay, thank you, the shopkeeper."

...

About ten minutes later, a path appeared on the side of the road, leading directly to a quiet and elegant villa. The door sign of the villa was engraved with the words "Qiongranju". A pair of lifelike stone lions in front of the door must be a wealthy family. I took Lin Siqi over and knocked on the door knocker. Not long after, an old servant opened the door with a confused face: "Two guests, are you going?"

I smiled awkwardly and said, "We are merchants from the Northern Xuanyuan Empire. When we came here, many inns refused our stay, so we could only find this place. Master, can we stay overnight? Just prepare a little food, we will pay."

"this……"

He hesitated for a moment and said, "I can't make the decision. I have to ask the master."

"Yeah, OK, thank you!"

Not long after, the old housekeeper went back, followed by a middle-aged man full of elegant aura. The middle-aged man put his hands behind him, and there was a deep breath between his eyebrows. After looking at us, he said, "A Shura, an ordinary person, people from the north are really strange. I am the master of the Xie family of Qiongranju, named Xie Lingkun. Who are you? When you come to Qiongranju... Could it be a detailed work?"

"What kind of detailed work?"

I frowned and said, "Master, if you don't want to stay overnight, just say it. There is no need to say such ugly words. Not everyone comes to you with that purpose."

"Yeah?"

He narrowed his eyes, and his whole body was filled with cultivation that was approaching the eternal realm. There were water marks in his eyes, as if he was trying to see through me, but with the protection of the Ten-Terrari Horizon, I was obviously not something he could see through easily. In the next second, Xie Lingkun laughed silently and said, "People from the north, do you know where this Qiongranju is? Do you dare to come here to seek a stay?"

"I don't know." I shook my head.

At this moment, several powerful soldiers appeared behind Xie Lingkun, all wearing the armor of the Daxiang Dynasty. One of them said coldly: "Qiongran's residence is the residence given to the Xie family in Lingnan by Your Majesty. It has the protection of the dragon vein energy. Our master... is the Minister of Revenue of the Ministry of Revenue of the Daxiang Dynasty. He is the Minister of Revenue here. You two outsiders dare to come to Qiongran's residence to seek refuge without asking for information. Isn't this a humiliation? The Mansion of the Minister is where you seek refuge?"

I felt cold in my heart, and I unconsciously whispered the shopkeeper who was guiding the way. No wonder his smile was a little weird at that time. This really pushed Lin Siqi and I into the fire pit!

"That's how..."

Although the other party is the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, I am also the commander-level general of the Xuanyuan Empire. The commander of the A-level Corps, and the lowest official rank is equivalent to a second-rank military officer, even one head higher than his mere minister of the Ministry of Revenue. He must not lose in terms of momentum. So he looked up at Xie Lingkun and said, "Since it is the mansion of the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, I am sorry. Please forgive our abruptness. Since this city cannot accommodate us, we will just rest outside the city. Please forgive me if you disturb me."

Xie Lingkun was still quite well-educated, bowed gently and said with a smile: "Sorry."

As a result, just as he had not fully spit out the word apologized, a "knock" suddenly sounded, and a wide broad sword pierced on the stone road in front of the mansion, shattering the stone road. On the sword body, a white-clothed swordman suddenly fell down. With a wave of his palm, the sword quickly became smaller and flew into his hair. Then he put his majestic hands behind him and stepped into the door of the mansion.

"I heard that my guest has arrived at Qiongranju. How has he been receiving you?"

His voice was full of energy.

"Who are you?"

A guard wearing armored and holding a sharp-sharp voiced, "What do you mean by stepping into the Minister's Mansion with his weapons without authorization?"

"My surname is Xie, and my name is a collection of characters."

Xie Ji continued to move forward.

But Xie Lingkun seemed to have been petrified, with a look of horror. Then he knelt down on the ground with a "thump" sound, kowtowed repeatedly, and said, "It turns out that the ancestor has arrived, the villain Xie Lingkun... The Minister of the Ministry of Rites of the Daxiang Dynasty, the head of the Xie family of Lingnan, see the ancestor, when did the ancestor come, and he didn't say anything to the great-grandson, the ancestor come in quickly, should the ancestor drink tea? I have the best Longjing here, the ancestor..."

"Peng!"

Xie Ji then kicked Xie Lingkun back several steps, with contempt on the corner of his mouth: "You should get up quickly if you don't have any shameful things, you will lose all the face of the Xie family. These two are my guests. How dare you turn them away?"

Xie Lingkun hurriedly slapped himself: "It's because my grandson has no eyes, please don't punish me."

“No need.”

Xie Ji said lightly: "I heard that there is a lotus pond in the backyard of this villa. Let's hold a wine and have a banquet. I want to entertain guests."

"Yes, ancestor, I will arrange for the servants to prepare!"

"Get out, you're all mortal."

“Yes, yes!”

I saw it and was secretly surprised. Xie Lingkun was the Minister of Revenue, a third-rank official, and with real power, he could be called a prince. He was so unafraid of the sign in front of Xie Ji. How powerful is Xie Ji, the "quasi-sword Immortal" in Zhenyang Mountain? After careful consideration, it seems normal. Xie Ji's strength must be close to the quasi-divine realm. Perhaps he is equal to Xuanyuan Ying. Such a person... The emperor of the Daxiang Dynasty cannot be ignored. Perhaps he is a man who steps on the balance of the Daxiang Dynasty.

...

The back garden is filled with a lotus pond.

A table of banquets was set up, and only Xie Ji and Lin Siqi came to the table. As for Xie Lingkun, the host, he could only serve him from a distance, and dared not be negligent.

I glanced at the distance and said, "Xie Lingkun seems to be afraid of you, Xie Ji."

"ha!"

Xie Ji laughed and said, "It's just an unworthy descendant, full of official style and no ability. He seems to be a scholar, but he only reads a lot of candids. If the descendants of the Xie family in Zhenyangshan were like this, within fifty years, the weeds in the ancestral tomb of the Xie family would probably be two feet tall."

I grinned: "Ask a pity, how old are you?"

"Three hundred years old."

Xie Ji looked at the surprise in my eyes and smiled: "The way is vast, and these three hundred years have only allowed me to see the way of the way. To practice one way, we mortals are really a hundred times more difficult than fish that go against the current."

I agreed and nodded and said, "You know that I am from the Northern Xuanyuan Empire, why are you so polite to me?"

“It’s very simple.”

Xie Ji picked up the wine glass, bowed to the north from afar, and smiled: "The Xuanyuan Empire has resisted the intimidation of evil spirits from the north for many human dynasties. Jing Yunyue, Xuanyuan Ying, and lord, who is not the pride and leader of the human race in my mortal world? As a highly praised sword cultivator, I can only act as a mighty man on Zhenyang Mountain. To be honest, I feel ashamed."

If you can say these words, what a straightforward and heroic quasi-sword immortal!

"Come on, drink!"

Xie Ji raised his wine glass and smiled and said, "I have wine today and I am drunk today. No matter what right or wrong in the world."

"drink!"

I also raised my glass and drank it all in one go. The strong wine entered my throat, which was very refreshing.

On the side, Lin Siqi hesitated and whispered: "The teachers at Mingwen Academy have been teaching, so they are not allowed to drink..."

Xie Ji put down his wine glass and smiled and said, "No prospect."
Chapter completed!