Yi Changqing had seen Yu Mingxin on the Green Willow Lake, and after a little thought, he knew that this person was the princess of the dynasty, that is, she brought Jiang Feilong and others to visit her, but this so-called visit made him very unhappy.

"Mingxin has seen his predecessors. ”

Yu Mingxin hurriedly stepped forward and bowed.

"Princess, this person is what you call a senior master?"

Jiang Feilong and He Lin looked at each other, stunned.

Who Yi Changqing is, of course they know.

It's just a talented young man who came out of Blackwater City, and how can he become a senior master who even a princess has to treat respectfully after a few days of hard work when he first came to the emperor?

"What have you done to make your predecessors angry? ”

Yu Mingxin raised his eyebrows and stared at everyone majestically.

The coercion from the royal family made everyone's hearts freak, Jiang Feilong pondered for a while, and told the story, "Princess, although this person's talent is very good, it would be too exaggerated to say that he is a senior master. ”

After listening, Yu Mingxin was also a little surprised.

Could it be that she and the teacher have lost their eyes?

She looked at the iron hand on the side, and saw that the other party's expression did not change in the slightest, as if she had already known Yi Changqing's origin, which made her even more surprised, could it be that the senior brother and the teacher still respected Yi Changqing as a senior after knowing his origin?

For a while, the city was quite deep around Yuming's heart, and his mind was smart, and he felt that his head was like a mess, and he couldn't figure out the trick no matter how he thought about it.

But Yi Changqing didn't give her much time to think about it.

"Iron hand, send off!"

Yi Changqing didn't say a word, and directly issued an eviction order.

"Yes. ”

Tie Shou nodded, looking at He Lin with cold eyes, Jiang Feilong and the others said, "Please leave the Qinghan Courtyard immediately, you are not welcome." ”

"Hmph, it's ridiculous to think of a sixteen-year-old boy as some kind of senior, it's ridiculous. He Lin said with a cold snort.

"Get out!"

At the moment when He Lin finished speaking, the iron hand shouted loudly, and he made a bold move, and a punch blasted out with a majestic momentum like mountains and rivers, although He Lin was the inner disciple of the Red Feather Sect, but his own cultivation was no more than Ning Dan three turns, how could he resist this punch, and he was blasted out of the hall without even being able to resist.

Seeing this, the rest of the people dared to stay for a long time and hurriedly left.

"Senior Brother......

Yu Ming looked at the iron hand in his heart, and stopped talking.

Tie Shou sighed lightly and said, "Senior sister, you better go first." ”

"Okay. ”

Yu Mingxin was helpless, so he had to leave first.

Outside the courtyard, Jiang Feilong, Lin Tiancheng and others were angry.

"What the hell would you dare to do this to us. ”

"That's right, this Yi Changqing is too arrogant, so many of us came to visit, and they actually blew us out, and we didn't understand any etiquette. ”

"I don't know what unsightly means he used, he actually became the master of the Qinghan Courtyard, and he was still respected as a senior?"

Lin Tiancheng and Jiang Tian chattered endlessly.

Having said that, their eyes were red with jealousy.

It's a cold courtyard.

With their abilities, it was extremely difficult to even get close, let alone take it for themselves, but Yi Changqing had only been here for a few days and had become the master of such a courtyard, and this kind of means had far exceeded them.

"Princess, that Yi Changqing is just a villain who pretends to be a ghost, not a senior master, don't take it too seriously. ”

Jiang Feilong saw that Yu Mingxin's face was different, so he stepped forward and said.

"I'm in my own hands. ”

Yu Ming said indifferently.

Then, she separated from He Lin and Jiang Feilong.

What happened today had a big impact on her, Yi Changqing became more and more mysterious in her mind, making her unable to figure it out, this feeling was very uncomfortable, and she couldn't wait to go back and investigate it properly.

After Yu Mingxin's sudden visit, the Qinghan Courtyard was a lot cleaner, and time passed quietly at the bridge, and what was completely different from the purity of the Courtyard was that the imperial capital became more and more lively, and the Dragon Gate Conference was also held as scheduled.

The Dragon Gate Conference is an imperial event, and the place where the conference is held is also in the most extensive square in the center of the imperial capital.

Today, the already lively square is even more bustling.

Even the empire had to send guards to maintain order.

In the middle of the square, there stands a temporary high platform.

On the high platform, there are many seats, and the people who can sit on them are all famous figures in the imperial capital, the most eye-catching of which is the representative of the three major martial arts sects of the Red Feather Sect, the Drifting Snow Sect, and the Imperial Wind Sect.

"It's another Longmen Conference, and I don't know what kind of genius will be born this time. "The representative of the Red Feather Sect is a sturdy old man dressed in a fiery red robe and a red beard, the old man's name is Gu Changgang, he is the deacon of the Red Feather Sect, and he is a high-ranking figure second only to the elders.

"Speaking of genius, Yun Wangfeng, who was the best in the last Dragon Gate Conference, is already preparing to break through Huagang, he has achieved such results in just a few years after joining the Red Feather Sect, which is really enviable. ”

A middle-aged man in a blue robe opposite Gu Changgang said.

This person is the deacon of the Imperial Wind Sect, Zhang Hang.

"Yes, when it comes to genius, who can compare to Yun Wangfeng. ”

The representative of the Drifting Snow Sect was a beautiful woman in a snow-white dress, and when she mentioned the name Yun Wangfeng, her eyes couldn't help but pass with a different color.

"Ha, you don't have to be envious. ”

Gu Changgang stroked his beard and smiled: "Maybe there will be a genius who is not inferior to Yun Zhenchuan in this year's Dragon Gate Conference." ”

Having said that, Gu Changgang's eyebrows were full of disapproval.

Yun Wangfeng, who is known as the most outstanding genius in the Xuanwu Empire for decades, how can it be so easy to appear if he can compare to his genius.

The Dragon Gate Conference was held dozens of times, and there was only one cloud forgotten wind.

"Brother Changqing, it's so lively here. ”

In the crowd, Yi Changqing, Nangong Ning and Bai Ling came to the scene of the Longmen Conference, looking at the scene of this sea of people, they couldn't help but be a little surprised.

They still underestimated the influence of this Dragon Gate Conference.

The Dragon Gate Conference, this is an opportunity to turn into a dragon, and its attraction naturally goes without saying, and it is of great significance to the entire Xuanwu Empire.

"Senior, I've asked people to prepare a place, please come with me. ”

The iron hand walked over and said respectfully towards Yi Changqing.

"Good. ”

A few people followed the iron hand to the high platform of the square, and sat down in a position that had already been set.

They don't know Yi Changqing, but they know Iron Hand.

In his early years, he joined the army, made great achievements for the country, and was named a military marquis, although he had long since retired, no one dared to deny the power he had.

But now, the dignified military marquis actually behaved respectfully to a young man, and everyone can't help but wonder, this young man ...... Who exactly?

Compared with the magnates of the imperial capital, the deacons of the three major sects did not care much.

For them, no matter how powerful they are, they are just a flash in the pan.

Only the force in one's own hands is eternal.

"Brother Changqing, do you say that Sister Murong can join the Drifting Snow Sect?" Nangong Ning looked around and asked curiously.

Yi Changqing smiled faintly: "It's not difficult. ”

Under his guidance, if Murong Qian and Zhou Xiuyi still have no way to join the Drifting Snow Sect, he might as well just find a piece of tofu and kill him.