Yun Yazi also knew in his heart that it was too difficult to make friends with the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Meng Yiyu's face was straight, and he said: "Okay, since there is nothing to do, you go and prepare, Pan Zhenyi will send someone to pick you up, but the time may be relatively late, after the curfew of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

Wen Qingye nodded, he also heard that Pan Zhenyi generally likes to meet people at night, and everyone is very puzzled, but as for the specific reason, no one knows.

He then returned to his courtyard.

Qing Ruoai looked at the quiet courtyard, stretched her waist, and said lazily: "In the past, didn't that stupid big man come to you for a drink?

"Well, I guess so" Wen Qingye also slowly sat down on the stone chair outside the courtyard and said casually.

There has been too much news in the past few days, and he wants to calm down and think about it, the Great Zhou Dynasty, Taiyi Pavilion, Wuwei Dao Sect, Qinghuo Clan, Tianxuanzong, and Emperor Ling

Internal and external troubles, and there are people around who seem to be enemies but not enemies.

Qing Ruoai saw Wen Qingye slowly close her eyes, and immediately stopped talking.

I don't know how long it was, but a voice came from the air.

"Senior Brother Wen, Pan Jieming, the crown prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, is already waiting outside the door, and he can leave."

Wen Qingye opened his eyes suddenly, and saw a deacon of the Tianxuan Sect standing not far from the courtyard, he nodded, then stood up and walked directly outside the Tianxuan Hall.

Outside the Tianxuan Hall.

Countless masters of the Great Zhou Dynasty stood aside one after another, with solemn expressions, their eyes level, and their cultivation was extremely good.

Pan Jieming was on the side of the street, and when he saw Wen Qingye who was surrounded by the crowd, he couldn't help but smile and said: "Brother Wen, killing Sun Yifei with one palm, and then escaping at the hands of Emperor Shangzun, one of the Nine Emperors of the Emperor Ridge, is really an eye-opener for me, and I deserve to be the first person of the younger generation of Tianxuanzong."

Wen Qingye waved his hand and said with a faint smile: "You were there at the time, Brother Pan don't laugh at me."

Pan Jieming patted Wen Qingye's shoulder, pretended to be very intimate, nodded, and said, "Okay, I won't be polite to Brother Wen, let's go directly to Zhengyang Palace, my father has already carried a thin banquet and is waiting for Brother Wen."

Pan Jieming led the way in front, surrounded by the royal masters of the Great Zhou Dynasty to open the way, and it was night, without any obstacles, and the group walked towards the palace in a mighty way.

Yun Yazi looked at Wen Qingye's back, and said worriedly, "I don't know Qingye, what is the result of this trip?"

Meng Yiyu shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Hey, I don't know what Guanzhong thinks about hating water, no conditions will be given to the Great Zhou Dynasty, as long as Pan Yiyi is not a fool, he will not form an alliance with my Tianxuanzong, and Qingye is so young, I'm afraid"

Yun Yazi nodded and said, "Pan Zhenyi basically doesn't see anyone else now, let's see the night and see if he can get some information from Pan Zhen's mouth."

Meng Yiyu sighed, shook his head and said, "But Qingye is too young after all"

Yun Yazi nodded, as if agreeing with Meng Yiyu's words, he attached his hands behind his back, and could only watch Wen Qingye and Pan Jieming and his party disappear from sight, and he was helpless in his heart.

"Prince"

At the gate of the palace, the four guards saw Pan Jieming and hurriedly knelt down and saluted.

"Get Up"

Pan Jieming stretched out his hand indifferently, and then smiled and stretched out his hand to Wen Qingye behind him, and said, "Brother Wen, please"

Wen Qingye nodded, he keenly felt that there were only a few breaths sweeping towards him, and there were a few cultivation that were definitely not low, these people were the masters of guarding the Great Zhou Dynasty.

It is worthy of being the first of the seven ancient kingdoms, and it does have some heritage.

Then, Pan Jieming took Wen Qingye and walked towards the place where Pan Zhenyi received Wen Qingye this time.

The whole palace is jeweled, the atmosphere is introverted, and it is surrounded by antique palace attics, showing extraordinary momentum, and there are a large number of masters in every place or bright or dark, from which all show this, this Great Zhou Dynasty is indeed not to be underestimated.

Suddenly, a red light appeared in the inky sky, just for a moment, fleeting, but it was still captured by Wen Qingye.

"That's a Demon Soldier"

Wen Qingye was startled in his heart, and a glint suddenly appeared in his eyes, and then he whispered to himself, "Is the demon soldier going to be born early?"

When he was in the north mountain of Qishan Academy, he observed the celestial phases and deduced that there was a demon soldier who was about to descend into the world, but now the time of the demon soldier's incarnation is much earlier than the inferred time.

Buzzing!

Then, Wen Qingye felt that there was a movement in his Sumeru mustard, and he couldn't help but sink into it.

The scabbard of the demon sword?

"It may be that the demon sword is about to appear" Qing Ruoai looked at Wen Qingye's abnormal movements, and couldn't help but say, her tone became a little trembling, showing that her heart was not at peace.

"Demon sword, is that the magic soldier?"

Wen Qingye's eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but start thinking, it seems that this demon sword is a peerless demon soldier, it is very likely to be at the level of an immortal weapon, it seems that it is necessary for him to take a look at this star phenomenon again.

"Brother Wen, let's go, what are you thinking?" Pan Jieming looked at Wen Qingye who stopped and couldn't help asking.

Wen Qingye snorted and said, "Hahaha, let's go"

Along the red stone avenue of the palace, after a while, Pan Jieming took Wen Qingye to Zhengyang Palace.

At this time, at the gate of Zhengyang Palace, only a few palace ladies were standing there with humble expressions, but there was not a single guard, and Wen Qingye did not feel a strong aura around him.

This scene can't help but make people a little strange, why is there not a single big internal guard at the gate of Zhengyang Palace?

"Brother Wen, let's go in" Pan Jieming made a gesture of please.

Wen Qingye nodded, and walked in directly, and Pan Jieming also walked in with Wen Qingye.

As soon as you enter the brightly lit Zhengyang Palace, what catches your eye is the antique ornaments, screens, desks, jade ruyi on the shelf, treasure bottles, and six golden pillars of the dragon that drain the powder, go straight to the top of the palace, connect the left and right up and down, the golden light is brilliant, and it is extremely luxurious.

But the entire hall was empty except for Gong E.

A palace lady in charge walked over, leaned over and said, "Prince, the emperor asked you to take the distinguished guests to rest for a while, and he will be there soon."

"Okay, I know" Pan Jieming waved his hand, and then smiled at Wen Qingye: "Brother Wen, since this is the case, you can sit down first, wait for a while"

"Good"

Wen Qingye followed the direction of Pan Jieming's guidance and sat down on the table next to him.