In the distance, the sun sets, and Wang'an Town becomes darker and darker. A strong wind suddenly came between the gray and black branches for no reason. The new buds on the branches swayed from afar. Some old leaves on the ground were rolled up, rustling, and then they fell one after another. At this time, the endless fallen trees were rustling down.

An old man was wearing a simple long gown with a faint luster faintly covered with a short sword beside him, and he slowly moved forward, shining like a glimpse of the falling red glory in the sky.

Yue Yan felt oppressed at the first time, and a fear arose in his heart for no reason. He hurriedly stopped, stared at the old man tightly, and bowed, "The headmaster Yue Yan from the Six Gate, has seen his senior."

The old man was speechless, but deeper.

The other six door constables also noticed something was wrong, including Zhang Zhihuan and the soldiers, stopped, drew out their weapons as soon as possible, and became alert.

Zhang Zhihuan looked at Yue Yan and whispered: "What's wrong?"

A little cold sweat broke out from Yue Yan's forehead and said, "This is a master, I'm afraid he is an enemy, not a friend!"

Zhang Zhihuan looked at the old man and said politely: "Old sir, we are officials of the court and we are ordered to enter the capital with the order. Do we have any misunderstandings?"

The old man spoke slowly and said, "Ning Qing, the Imperial Heaven Supervision!"

Zhang Zhihuan breathed a sigh of relief, just as he was from the court, and said, "It turns out to be Lord Ning. I wonder, are you doing something?"

Ning Qing was motionless, but the circles of true energy fluctuated, disrupting the air, and the energy of heaven and earth quickly gathered. He said coldly: "Zhang Zhihuan, the governor of Langya County, and Yue Yan, the leader of the Six Gate, you are here to do perjury!"

Yue Yan and Zhang Zhihuan both realized the problem and hurriedly explained: "Mr. Ning, we don't know what you are talking about. We just came to Beijing with the order."

Ning Qing seemed to have never heard of it and said to himself: "In the battle of Changling County, thousands of men died in battle. The county magistrate Gu Qingci almost died in Huangquan several times. The county magistrate Ma Shilian sacrificed his entire body to the city wall. Thousands of families have been broken from then on, but they have no hesitation and moved forward, just to defend their country, just to be able to return the peace of the people of Daxia. They are all real heroes!"

"But, only because of the lack of greed among some people, these heroes do not get the honor they deserve, their families do not get the protection they deserve, and even the real heroes are facing panic and assassination all day long. As the two Shangguans who know the truth the most, you are together, so you should be punished!"

As Ning Qing spoke out the last two words, Yue Yan yelled immediately: "Escape, this is a great cultivator!"

However, at the same moment, a knife roared and attacked at high speed. Halfway through the way, a soldier's spear tip was touched and directly shattered. He walked along an arc and crossed dozens of meters away, accurately and coldly at Yue Yan, a warrior in the hooded Qi realm.

Yue Yan was the first to escape, but he was the first to be locked. At that moment, a fatal threat came. He hurriedly raised his knife to resist, but at the moment he touched it, the knife directly broke a hole in his waist. With a heavy and dull sound, Yue Yan widened his eyes, his throat broke open, and a bloody hole emerged.

Yue Yan's body trembled and fell to the ground.

The short sword flew back and floated unsteadily. Ning Qing looked at Yue Yan's corpse and said: "The corpse is a simple place. It is a martial artist in the hooded Qi realm. No matter how bad it is, I will not be able to catch a single blow. But I just want to escape. Even the basic consciousness of the warrior is gone. Such a person, the consciousness of the warrior has been swallowed up!"

Ning Qing sighed while dragging his right hand. The short knife was spinning three inches above his palm, sweeping coldly over the others. The six door constables and soldiers had lost their belief in fighting. The four words of the great practitioner were like a mountain, which made people unable to raise their heads.

Zhang Zhihuan is a pure scholar. He has never felt the oppression of death so close. He was so scared that his face was pale and roared hysterically: "Ning Qing, do you want to zàofǎn? You have no right to deal with us, and you have no evidence..."

Another sword shadow, which was as lively as a ghost, drew a round arc in the air like lightning, and swept over again, and could not be captured at all. In a blink of an eye, a "sniff" sound passed through Zhang Zhihuan's throat.

The blood beads slowly fell in the air, and Zhang Zhihuan's expression was exactly the same as Yue Yan, and she fell to the ground with a bang.

Everyone was panicked, especially those Liushemen and soldiers. They didn't know if Ning Qing would kill someone to silence him, nor did they feel that they had the chance to escape the disaster at the hands of this great practitioner.

However, they were panicked and sweating profusely. Ning Qing slowly turned around and slowly headed towards the capital. He walked slowly step by step, and it was indeed quite slow. Looking up at the capital, Ning Qing raised his head and said softly: "Mr. Gu, I'm afraid that there is only all I can do for you."

"I didn't stand up to clarify for you at the first time. I'm sorry for you, but I don't want to sorry for the princess, so I'm silent. However, during this period, I always think of the young scholar. He is the county magistrate of Changling County, a very polite and gentle person. When he rode his horse out of the city wall, I didn't have time to save him, but I knew that he must have smiled when he sacrificed."

"Those days, no matter how bad the situation was, he always refused to hesitate. He often said, 'But let the man in the Great Xia Dynasty be there, and he won't teach Hu Ma to cross this mountain'. Yes, he is a good man, a real hero, a real hero like you!"

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The capital city is still prosperous at night, even more lively than during the day. In an inn, a woman is leaning against the window.

"Saint," bowed to the elder, "The news has been heard, and Young Master Gu actually won. Now news has been heard from Fengmanlou. Twelve great practitioners, dozens of warriors in the hooded Qi realm, and thousands of warriors in the secular world have been besieged, and Young Master Gu actually won!"

Mo Lanying smiled plainly and said lightly: "Will he be strange if he loses?"

Xiang Elder wondered: "Does the Saint look forward to Young Master Gu so much?"

Mo Lanying shook her head and muttered: "It's not that he is optimistic, but that he shouldn't have died. His life was the beginning of the capital. How could he die before he even came to the capital? Now it seems that although there are some deviations, they are still following the established route. The Book of Heaven should be fine, but why are there any deviations?"

Elder Xiang looked at Mo Lanying who was muttering and sighed. They were afraid that they were beyond help. They muttered a few words from time to time, and their words were strange and confusing.

"Qin Keqing, the sword riddle, shouldn't have any interaction with Gu Qingci, nor should Qin Chi. I remember that the book of Heaven records a girl named Qingyi, why didn't this Qingyi appear? This Gu Qingci... cannot be a writer who wrote a book. If the book writer dares to disrupt this general trend, what is wrong?"

Looking at the saint who seemed to be in a devil again, he shook his head to the elder and said, "Saint, I have observed the Ma family these days and found a very strange problem."

Mo Lanying turned her head and asked, "What's the problem?"

"Recently, there was an additional captain in the Jingzhao Prefecture Office, which was sent in by Ma Dongyang himself with his connections." said Elder Xiang.

"Is there any problem? The Ma family is so big, it's normal to take care of a few relatives or something!" Mo Lanying said.

He shook his head to the elder and said, "Generally speaking, Ma Dongyang cannot ask about such a thing personally. I found it strange, so he went to inquire about it and found that the man came from the 100,000 mountains. It is said that Young Master Gu had been staying in the 100,000 mountains for a long time before. Do you think there will be any connection between this?"

Mo Lanying raised her eyebrows, a smile appeared on her face, and two dimples appeared. She stood up suddenly and said, "Or why we go and bǎngjià and then torture that person!"

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There is a tavern in a corner of the capital. There are only two guests in this tavern, an old man dressed in a shabby face, dirty, with two old yellow teeth exposed outside, and a knife hanging around his waist.

The other is also an old man, but he is wearing a white Confucian robe, fairy-like style, clean and simple, with a elegant face, a white beard on his jaw fluttering lightly with the night wind, and a gentle smile on his face, like an ordinary old man next door, but he is less old.

The two old men had completely different images and temperaments. One had a knife and the other held a book in his hand. They didn't look like people who could share the same language, but they just sat together at this time.

If Gu Qingci were here, I wonder how shocked he would be, he knew both of them.

The person with the knife was Yan Bo, the old man who always smiled and discussed with Gu Qingci that Qin Keqing was happy to have a good time. Another person, Gu Qingci's predecessor, was fortunate to see him once. He once saw him during the scientific research in Beijing. This old man is the spiritual leader of scholars today, Mr. Wuque, a great scholar.

Gu Qingci's name is obtained from Mr. Wuque's two lines of poetry.

A great scholar who is famous all over the world and unparalleled in the world dares to point at the emperor's nose in the Golden Palace, a big man who works as a servant in a small county government office seemed to be very familiar with him, drinking together and chatting and laughing together.

After drinking for three rounds, Mr. Wuque put the book in his pocket and asked, "I said, Brother Dao, you have been invisible for decades. This suddenly appeared in the capital. Don't you want to make something happen again, right?"

Uncle Yan waved his hand and said, "I'm old and old. In a blink of an eye, we are all old. If we want to make a fuss, it's not time for me to make a fuss. We're all the world of young people."

Mr. Wuque stroked his beard and said, "As long as you don't make trouble, I will feel at ease."

Uncle Yan said angrily: "It seems like I like to be very irritating."

"Just this Chang'an City, you made trouble several times when you were young, right?" Wuque smiled faintly.

Uncle Yan shook his head, took a sip of wine, and said, "Wuque, do you still recognize my favor back then?"

"Acknowledge it," Mr. Wuque nodded and said, "In order to help me, you put away your knife with your last move, and then you have been out of the world for decades. How could I not recognize it?"

Uncle Yan sighed and said, "That's good. I have a junior. You may have heard of it. Gu Qingci. That boy is stubborn and can easily cause trouble. I am worried that he will suffer a loss. Then, I will bear more care for you!"

Mr. Wuque frowned and said, "Are you leaving?"

"It's time to leave, it's been decades, it's time to go and take a look."

"Are you sure?"

"No!"

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The rising sun is slowly rising, the green trees are bright, intertwined with branches and vines. The sun shines through the fallen leaves, and the beams of light shine on the ground, as if the stars in the sky are falling into the mortal world, with peach blossoms falling quietly when there is no wind.

Several horses ran wildly on the official road, and saw a majestic city from afar.

Gu Qingci stopped the horse, stopped looking at the city from afar, and said lightly: "It's finally here!"

Qin Keqing also stopped on his horse, looked at Gu Qingci, and said, "Come in directly?"

Gu Qingci was so scared that his hands shook, and he said, "My aunt, how uneasy are you?"

Qin Keqing stood beside Gu Qingci and looked at Gu Qingci quietly. At this time, Liu Yiqing slowly rode his horse over and said, "Brother, why? Do you feel a lot of emotion?"

Qin Chi followed Liu Yiqing, still holding Qin, looking at Gu Qingci thoughtfully, then turned her head to look at Liu Yiqing, without saying a word, but just played the piano gently, and the sound of the piano was small and resounded through the sky. Although it was just one sound, it was majestic and heavy.

Liu Yiqing suddenly slapped her hands and said, "I finally know what's almost there?"

As he was speaking, Liu Yiqing's aura changed, and a sword intent rose from the sky. The pedestrians around him felt the invisible oppression at this moment. In the air, they could vaguely see a sword shadow floating by.

Gu Qingci did not speak, but communicated spiritually into the system.

"System, designated lottery, sword technique!"

"Congratulations to the host, who draws the hero Ye Gucheng, who brings his own swordsmanship, and has been familiar with the world for thirty years. Will it be extracted and fused?"

Gu Qingci was slightly excited. Today he seemed to be very lucky. Looking at the Baiyun City Lord on the system page, he immediately recited silently in his heart:

“Fusion!”

A ray of energy suddenly emanated from Gu Qingci's body and quickly condensed, as if millions of invisible swords suddenly appeared in the sky, covering the sky light. It was a sword, a city, and even a person!

Qin Keqing burst out his own sword intent at the same time, but he also looked at Gu Qingci in shock. They were very strange to this sword intent, but no one asked. Outside Chang'an City, a piano sounded, pleasant, but faster and faster, as if the heavy rain was dense, and all kinds of dust were escaping.

The city was in front of it. The sunny sky suddenly seemed to have turned into dark clouds. The sky became chaotic and formed a whirlpool. In the city, someone raised his head, heard the sound of the piano, and saw three swords in the sky outside the city.

Seven mysteries in the world, sword riddles, wine crazy, and piano crazy. On this day, visiting the capital city will be a grand event in the world. This is his unique power, which will overwhelm the world.

That day, there were peach blossoms blooming, there were people on the streets as jade, the young masters were unparalleled, and there were Gu Qingci looking at the three words Chang'an City on the city wall!
Chapter completed!