"Mumen County Sword Pavilion?"

Huang Qiutang was unfamiliar with most of the places and places of practice in the Southern Dynasties, and when Wang Pingyang began to re-gather these coffins, she asked, "What kind of place is this?" ”

"In the previous dynasty, the Sword Pavilion of Mumen County was one of the top ten cultivation places in our south. ”

Wang Pingyang said: "Among the Three Sages of Nantian, it is said that the Sage who did not support Xiao Yan's ascension to the throne was born in the Sword Pavilion of Mumen County, so after the defeat of that Sage, His Excellency the Sword of Mumen County was very miserable. Now although the Sword Pavilion of Mumen County is still there, it has not been directly destroyed, but it has hardly received any decent disciples, and the original powerful cultivators in the Sword Pavilion are all gone, and there is only a group of cultivators such as artistic conception and life palace realm. Those cultivators could only be regarded as mediocre in the original Sword Pavilion, and many of them were crippled in the battle. Although it has only been six or seven years in the past, the Sword Pavilion is now an old people's home, and it has long been not talked about. ”

Before Wang Pingyang finished listening to what he said, Huang Qiutang already understood.

"Whether you can fight or not, it doesn't matter if you are crippled or not, the key is that the true yuan cultivation must have a certain realm. ”

She looked at Wang Pingyang and said seriously: "So for these people who cultivate the Demon Sect's exercises, it is best to have such a place, where there are a large number of cultivators waiting for death to be killed and suck the vitality in their corpses. The Sword Pavilion of Mumen County was no longer an appetizer for them, but an unprecedented meal. ”

"Although the Sword Pavilion of Mumen County has long been forgotten, in fact, the Sage of the Three Sages in the South only practiced in the Sword Pavilion when he was young, but because he has been a true Sage, there are many cultivators who go to study. ”

Wang Pingyang nodded, "Although the remaining people in the Sword Pavilion are all mediocre talents, I heard that there are still twenty or thirty people, these people are easy to kill, and it is impossible to find such a group of people to gather together elsewhere to kill." ”

"If they are all capable of fighting, even if they are more than twenty Life Palace Realm cultivators, I am afraid it will be difficult to deal with. Huang Qiutang thought for a while and said, "If you can improve a lot of cultivation in Mumen County, then I am afraid there will be no problem in escaping from Lizhou and Beiyizhou to the border of the Northern Wei Dynasty next." ”

"Most of those people in the Sword Pavilion of Mumen County have been abolished. Wang Pingyang paused and said, "But there is nothing in the Sword Pavilion except for the wasters. ”

Huang Qiutang was slightly stunned, "Cultivation classics?"

Wang Pingyang nodded: "I don't know what agreement the sage and the emperor reached back then, but the Sword Pavilion has always been closed, raising those wasted people, and no one has touched it, and no one has asked." There is a 'Heavenly Scripture' in the Sword Pavilion, and it should still be there. ”

"So he can kill those people to improve his cultivation, and he can also seize that Heavenly Scripture. Huang Qiutang couldn't help but shake his head.

Because of the intention of the emperor of the Southern Dynasty, the sword pavilion can be closed and exist safely for so many years, and naturally no one in the Southern Dynasty dares to disobey the emperor's will at this time, but this cultivator who has obtained the Demon Sect Exercises, of course, does not care about the meaning of the emperor of the Southern Dynasty.

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The morning light is faint, shining on the county seat of Mumen County.

The county seat of Mumen County is spread out on a plain among several mountains, and in the reddish sunlight, although the county seat is small, it looks warm, not unlike the early morning of an ordinary small town.

Many of the shops are scattered and open early, and although they are not dense, they exude vitality.

The steamer in a breakfast shop is steaming thin-skinned soup dumplings, and the noodle soup is cooked in a large iron pot on the stove, although it is simple, most of the people who come out of this breakfast shop are satisfied.

Zhou Xuanming sighed at the heat on the noodle soup, took a mouthful of thin-skinned soup dumplings, a mouthful of noodle soup, and looked comfortable and satisfied.

After eating a basket of steamed buns, he rubbed his slightly propped stomach and burped, then turned slightly sideways and looked at the three diners at a table next to him.

The three diners resembled porters, wearing straw sandals, trouser legs rolled up, and their linen shirts were torn with holes. Their eating appearance is also very arrogant, like a whirlwind.

"Is it really that delicious?"

Zhou Xuan looked at the three diners quietly, and a slight sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "After chasing me for so long, aren't you really tired?"

The three diners froze.

One of them still had half of the bun in his mouth, but he paused for a while.

These three people were the first pursuers of these murderous murderers in the military department, although they were only cultivators of the Destiny Palace Realm, they all had some special means of concealing their aura.

They had been tracking this man all these days, but they were able to catch him in the city, but it was purely accidental.

They went into the city, they came to the breakfast shop, and they really just wanted to have a good breakfast.

It's just that they didn't expect that this murderer, who was killing indiscriminately, would swagger around, and even live in a city inn without even concealing it, and come to eat in this breakfast shop so leisurely in the early morning.

This kind of indifference means self-confidence.

Extreme fear was felt in the hearts of the three of them, and a chill welled up in their bodies.

Zhou Xuanming smiled.

He sometimes thinks these people are really stupid.

Who said that a fugitive must have to hide and walk in the wilderness?

As long as you can kill the people who keep chasing you, what's the problem?

Although the cultivation of these three people is not high, they are at least cultivators, so he is ready to stand up and kill these three cultivators while leaving this shop.

However, at this moment, his attention abruptly left the three of them, and was attracted by a young girl walking outside the breakfast shop.

The girl was not tall and looked a little thin.

She was dressed in very ordinary clothes, leading a horse, and she was not particularly good-looking, but she was delicate and quiet.

No matter what street she is on, such a girl should not attract the attention of a cultivator for a long time.

However, Zhou Xuanming looked at her at this time, but his eyes were getting brighter and brighter, as bright as the stars in the night sky.

In the depths of his eyes, a sense of infatuation and greed began to flow.

This girl who didn't seem to notice him at all was a cultivator, and although others might not be able to tell that she was a cultivator at all, he was completely different from the vast majority of cultivators in the world at this time.

He could feel the sweet smell of the true element in the girl's body.

This girl's cultivation is much stronger than those three.

Grunt.

Although he had eaten a lot, he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva when he looked at the girl.

"Come here. ”

He stood up and shouted at the girl.

He didn't want to let go of this girl, and at the same time, he didn't want to let go of the three cultivators on the table next to him.

The girl turned her head a little strangely, she seemed to be thinking about something important, and her somewhat dazed face looked a little pitiful.