Xiajing, the capital of the Great Xia Empire, is located in the middle of the three major counties where the Great Xia royal family lives.

It makes Xia Jing one of the most difficult cities to conquer in the entire Great Xia, and this feature makes it known as the ancient capital of 10,000 years and one of the largest cities in Great Xia. After the change of dynasties, it is still as magnificent as it was back then, and even more grandiose.

In terms of area alone, there is a radius of nearly 300 kilometers, such a huge city, the population can be imagined, which also makes Xia Jing an important distribution center for information and resources of the entire empire, therefore, there are countless forces in Xia Jing, which can be described as a hundred schools of thought.

But in the imperial capital, in addition to the strongest force of the imperial machine, there are one sect, one hall, two pavilions and two lines, and the six major forces are the most huge.

One sect refers to the strongest force behind the Great Xia Empire, the Bichao Sect, where it is located, is only a branch in Xiajing, which specializes in collecting all kinds of precious resources and information for the Bichao Sect. Although the number is small, it is firmly at the top of the forces outside the empire, and it can be imagined how strong the power of this Bichao Sect is in the Great Xia Empire.

Although the Bichao Sect is located on the northeastern edge of the continent and seems to be out of reach, its power is able to cover the entire continent, and even the forces of the other two empires dare not underestimate it in the slightest, which shows the power of the top forces in the cultivation world.

One hall, for the casting hall, is all the cultivators of the Great Xia Empire, the well-known place for the casting of magic weapons, and the subordinate halls are all over the major counties of the empire, it is rumored that even the top force of the Bichao Sect is afraid of it, although it is not known whether it is true or false, but it is not difficult for people to see how terrible it is, and it is also one of the forces in the Great Xia Empire that all the forces do not want to provoke.

Although it is said that the Casting Hall has the support of mysterious forces, it has never dared to exceed the rules and challenge the majesty of the Bichao Sect and the imperial court, which also makes everyone speculate about the truth of the matter, but it does not prevent the Casting Hall from becoming a first-class force.

The two pavilions, respectively refer to the Huayun Pavilion and the Tibetan Gold Pavilion, the two pavilions, one east and one west, are located at both ends of the Great Xia Empire, guarding the two major gateways for the empire, which can be said to be indispensable. Although it is not comparable to the top force of the Bichao Sect, it is also a first-class force in the Great Xia cultivation world, and it is not generally comparable to it. Therefore, no one dares to provoke the branch set up in the imperial capital.

The two banks refer to Huayang Commercial Bank and General Selling Commercial Bank, although these two are mainly engaged in business, but no one dares to underestimate him. After all, no one would fight against money, in other words, the wealth in the hands of these two major trading houses was enough to make any warrior tremble. And to protect such a huge wealth, the strength required must also be amazing.

Huayang Commercial Bank is mainly engaged in food and lodging, and the general selling firm is mainly engaged in auctions, and the two seemingly unrelated industries are actually secretly filled with countless dirty confrontations between flies and dogs, after all, people are ambitious, not to mention who would think that they have more money in their pockets?

Behind these huge forces are either powerful monks or strong financial resources, which make them superior to other forces.

However, among the six major forces, the Bichao Sect and the Great Xia Imperial Court are above the other four major forces, and these forces seem to be at peace with each other under the suppression of the Bichao Sect and the Imperial Court, but there is an undercurrent behind the scenes, the big war is missing, and the small frictions are constant.

This is also the simplest means used by those in power to consolidate their position, and when these forces are exhausted, they will not have other thoughts.

In such a situation, Xia Jing has become the largest information and resource distribution center in the empire, and those weaker forces have survived in it, walking on thin ice.

After all, where there are people, there will be fights, and it is one of the most unlikely things to want the same kind of creatures to gather and be safe and sound.

The result of the struggle is the emergence of the strong and the weak, and the inevitable gap between the rich and the poor will also be inevitable.

The three religions and nine streams converge, the strength is overwhelming, and the chaos in its secret can be imagined!

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The headquarters of the Casting Hall is located in the west of Xiajing City, and the tall buildings are magnificent, carved beams and paintings, showing no doubt the magnificence.

But at this time, although there were only seven people in the hall behind him, the atmosphere was quite dignified.

I saw that on the first seat in the lobby, a middle-aged man wearing a plain white robe, with a thin body, a white face and beardless, looked at the person who was half-kneeling on the ground below, and looked indifferent: "Has there been any news of wind and rain?"

Although the middle-aged man's tone was flat, in the ears of the people in the hall, it was no less than thunder on the ground, his voice reached his ears, his body shook suddenly, he lay tightly, his face was like white paper, and a drop of sweat the size of a bean kept dripping and falling to the ground, and a small puddle formed after a while, which showed the horror in his heart.

The man's throat squirmed for a while, as if it was difficult to speak: "Return... Return... The hall master... , Ergong... Childe doesn't... Ignorance... Whereabouts, subordinates... The subordinates are incompetent!"

Listening to his words, the middle-aged man in the hall was actually Li Batian, the contemporary master of the Casting Hall! It was really unbelievable that the owner of such a domineering name was actually owned by a person who was like a scholar.

And what they are talking about now is Li Fengyu, who has been missing for a few days.

"If you are incompetent, what use do you want!"

Although this Li Batian seems to be weak, those who are familiar with him will understand that the more insipid he is, it means that the higher his anger is at this time, and he may kill at any time.

"Ahh

But what answered him was that a big red vitality hand slammed, and a living person turned into a puddle of black ash.

Li Batian waved his hand lightly, as if to repel mosquitoes, with his action, the ashes of the person in the hall were swept outside the lobby by an invisible wind and wave, and he was never seen again, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe that there was a living person there just now.

Scattering the ashes of a subordinate, as if it was insignificant, Li Batian said softly: "Check!"

After speaking, on the seat, Li Batian lost his trace.

And with Li Batian's departure, the people in the hall all let out a breath of air, as if they had been amnestied, and they were pale, so they didn't even have time to wipe the sweat beads on their faces, so they left in a hurry.

Then, there was no sound in the hall.

.....

The back hall of the Casting Hall, where his family lived, was one of the most conspicuous luxury buildings.

Li Batian's face sank like water, sitting on the side, and there was a middle-aged beautiful woman beside him, as if he was telling something.

"Husband, have you ever returned from the wind and rain mission?" I saw that the woman asked Li Batian with expectation in her eyes.

Listening to his words, it turned out to be Li Batian's wife, Li Fengyu's mother Chen Qiaoqian.

"Madam, I'm afraid I won't come back in a short time when I'm out in the wind and rain!" Li Batian pretended to be smiling and said to Chen Qiaoqian.

Knowing the son Mo Ruo's mother, knowing the husband Mo Ruo's wife, Chen Qiaoqian had already sensed that something was wrong from Li Batian's words, and asked urgently: "Husband, the wind and rain will come to greet you every day, in the past 20 years, except for not being in the hall, there has never been a break, but I haven't seen him on the road for three days, and I haven't said that I will go out on a mission before!"

"This..."Li Batian's face was ugly for a while, he knew that he couldn't hide it for a long time, but he didn't know how to speak at this time, although he was usually busy with affairs and cultivation, but how could the husband and wife of nearly thirty years not know Chen Qiaoqian's temperament?

"Husband, is there something wrong with the wind and rain? You tell me?" Chen Qiaoqian saw him swallowing, and suddenly burst into tears.

"Hey, madam..." Li Batian couldn't hide it, and immediately dragged the whole thing out, but he didn't know whether Li Fengyu was dead or alive at this time, so he could only comfort softly, and pick up some nice ones to make Chen Qiaoqian feel relieved.

"Batian, you must get the wind and rain back!

Li Batian looked at Chen Qiaoqian and said in a deep voice: "Madam, be relieved, the wind and rain are already big, everything has its own ideas, this time it's just an accident, and I will be back in a few days!"

Saying such words, Li Batian couldn't convince himself, although he didn't believe that something would happen to his son, but the matter reported by his subordinates, there were six Qi refining post-level cultivators in the hall, and they lost contact at the same time.

And these people are all worshippers stationed in Xia Jing all the year round, and they will not leave easily, unless there is their own handwritten decree or the transfer of their own descendants.

But this time, he left unanimously, and his son Li Fengyu disappeared at the same time, the meaning of which is unknown.

Mobilizing so many good players will inevitably not be a trivial matter, if it is done, it will naturally come back, and now that the message has been lost, eighty percent of it has happened.

To be able to do his position, he is by no means a stupid person, and through a simple clue, he can know his son's situation at this time.

But Li Fengyu didn't even reveal the slightest information about his parents this time, which also made it quite difficult for Li Batian's subordinates to investigate.

For three days in a row, there was no clue at all, if it weren't for this, Li Batian, who showed himself calmly, would not kill in front of his subordinates, which would certainly make his subordinates afraid, but it also showed that he was in a bad mood at this time.

Li Batian is a person with amazing qualifications, and he only married a wife after breaking through the foundation building realm at the age of forty-five, and he had been concentrating on cultivation before. The mother of the eldest son Li Fenglei has passed away a long time ago, and then Chen Qiaoqian, who gave birth to two sons Li Fengyu and Li Fengyu, for herself.

After that, he devoted himself to cultivation and never married a wife or concubine again.

And Chen Qiaoqian didn't think that she was the mother of the Li family, so she bullied Li Fenglei, who lost his mother at a young age, even better than his own son, but later, Li Batian sent him to a secret place to cultivate.

has been together for nearly 30 years, and gave birth to two sons for herself, she knows Chen Qiaoqian's temperament best, but if she knows that her son is likely to have an accident, then she will inevitably die of heartbreak.

But Li Batian was not sad in his heart, he lost his son when he was old, but he didn't know who the murderer was, which made him have nowhere to vent the anger in his heart, but he had to comfort his beloved wife patiently.

looked at his beloved wife who was crying incessantly in his arms, as ruthless as Li Batian, and his heart was also painful, and he spoke softly to comfort one after another, but the cold light in his eyes was like a sharp sword, and he couldn't stop spitting.

Under his comfort, Chen Qiaoqian, who was tired of crying, fell asleep, but there were still tears on her face.