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It's night, and the evergreen lanterns can be seen in the distance hanging on the corners of the eaves.
On the divine path of Evernight Immortal City, the immortal sect forces coming one after another gradually entered the palace and took their seats, not daring to miss the moment at all.
After leaving the bamboo forest, Bai Lian met the real junior officer sent by the real female officer Qingxuan to look for him.
She stood beside Bailian and guided the way quietly. Her appearance was gentle and demure. She was dressed in a female official's attire that was meticulously ironed. She did not ask any more curious questions about Bailian's unexplained disappearance from the palace.
After passing through the solemn Shinto, Bailian walked along the long steps towards the main hall under her leadership.
This year's Xianling City exam is different from previous years.
There was no martial arts competition, and there was no literary test, but there was an inexplicable ghost mountain. This young man became the last person to come out of the bronze door world, and then there was a classic scene written in the tomb. .
It is really inexplicable that the city lord of Xianling City was not elected.
At this moment, those who are qualified to sit on the throne of all forces are the descendants of the Tribulation Immortal among their ancestors.
When the trial started in Ghost Mountain, these nobles had never risked their lives to enter the Bronze Gate. Although they had heard about what happened inside, they did not know why he could lead everyone out of danger.
I just thought it was a moment of good luck for this kid. I remember that when the bronze door first opened, the ghost girl Hongying and Yuguilang were killed by the bronze sword on the door. When they were dying, the ghost girl Hongying seemed to hand over Give that boy something.
Since then, people have secretly speculated that maybe it was because of this that he was able to see where the bronze door was hidden in the world under the door that ordinary people could not see.
Extraordinary good luck gave him an opportunity that was different from ordinary people.
Therefore, for the vast majority of people in the hall at this moment, this year's Xianling City exam is regarded as the empress being lazy and not following the rules at all, so the exam rules have become very simple, it is just a competition of luck. .
Therefore, when everyone saw the new city lord who was late at the entrance of the palace, they looked at him with doubts, curiosity, scrutiny, and jealousy, but they were not the sincere blessings and admiration that attracted everyone's attention.
Seeing that Bai Lian's footsteps stopped, the voice of the female officer leading the way beside him sounded softly: "Sir, the banquet will start soon. Your place is over with Master Qingxuan."
Bailian looked up and saw that the female official from Kunlun Mountain had already appeared in person.
She did not sit down with all the guests. The curtain in front of the hall was drawn behind him. The light from the glazed lamp on the candlestick fell on her beautiful face, illuminating his slender and charming eyebrows, which were dotted with dots. The golden flowers are shining brightly in the light, especially enchanting.
She looked at Balian calmly and said nothing.
But everyone in the venue reacted at this moment, and stood up one after another.
Although Balian is a calm young man, he has never experienced such a grand occasion. He may have slept alone in the dark for too long, and he felt slightly uncomfortable when he was suddenly exposed to the sight of so many people.
But he didn't say anything, walked up to his main seat, and then sat down in silence.
Qingxuan, who knew early on that he was entangled in the Siren's Vine, had naturally prepared Su Jing's position beside him.
She watched Bailian take his seat, then stretched out her arms and her wide sleeves hanging down, signaling for everyone to take their seats again.
The night banquet officially started.
A female official in red came on the stage and began to salute, followed by music, dance and other enjoyable performances.
The originally dull and depressing occasion gradually began to feature conversations and whispers amidst the sounds of singing and dancing.
The female officer Qingxuan, who was sitting on the main seat with Bailian, looked slightly sideways, but saw Bailian sitting in front of the case, quietly enjoying the singing and dancing.
He didn't use his chopsticks or drink. All kinds of delicacies were neatly arranged on the table, and they were about to get cold.
Qingxuan pondered for a moment, gently held the wine pot, poured him a glass of sake himself, and said: "Don't move the dishes, don't touch the wine, don't you want to sit down at this night banquet?"
Balian was startled and felt the kindness hidden in Qingxuan's plain demeanor. It seemed that he had misunderstood that it was his first time to participate in such an occasion when he was young, and he took the initiative to relieve his nervousness.
She put down the flask, put down the glass of wine and pushed it towards Baili'an. Her eyes returned to the banquet and dance performance room: "Relax, these people in the audience tonight will not let you sit quietly for a while. late."
When he entered the city, Bailian had already understood the rules of Xianling City. He knew that after the big exam, even if the female officer Qingxuan selected the city master, there would still be room for one night at the night banquet.
If at the night banquet, someone is willing to exchange an immortal weapon, they will have a chance to challenge the city lord.
It's just that immortal weapons are difficult to refine. The most famous immortal weapons in the world are extremely precious. Their status is second only to the thirteen swords in Tianxi Sword Sect, the nine ancient scriptures in Taixuan Sutra Pavilion, and the wonderful magic in Cangwu Shrine. The ten hidden palaces in the land.
This price is too expensive, and few people can afford it. Even those who are lucky enough to possess an immortal weapon have to carefully weigh the pros and cons.
Therefore, in the first half of the banquet, it was relatively calm.
But Balian knew that tonight's banquet was definitely not that simple.
Because he noticed that above the seats in the hall, there were three extremely important seats where the masters sat empty, and Yun Rong, the sword-crazed girl from the Tianxi Sword Sect, was only sitting in the second seat among them.
At today’s banquet, everyone must not have arrived yet.
At this time, the clouds were turning outside the palace at night, and the two tides of moonlight were like washing and polishing, like a ten thousand-foot silver embankment splashing across the sky and breaking through the sea. The glow of the fairy clouds eclipsed the brilliance of the hundred-mile-long lamps in this city that never sleeps. .
The three figures, in no particular order, turned into three sword rainbows of different colors and fell into the hall.
Seeing this, everyone at the table looked shocked.
There is a legend in the world that five hundred years of being banished to the world of mortals has become a bit of a game.
After a thousand years of breaking open the sea, you will be free.
The word "Xiaoyao" refers to these three immortals who entered the human world.
The three most powerful immortals in the world.
Master of Tianxi Sword, Mr. Yu.
The master of Cangwu Palace, Yin Dufeng.
The Lord of Taixuan, Su Guanhai.
"I have been waiting for you for a long time. I would also like to invite three immortal friends to take your seats." The female officer Qingxuan stood up to greet her. Since she is a Kunlun female officer, she has already passed the tribulation. Although these three are all inherited from the ancient immortals, they will become immortals in the future. When he was awarded the title of Star Crown Immortal, he was at least the noble Golden Immortal.
But in front of the female official Kunlun Sixi, even if the real golden immortal descends to earth and enters the palace at this moment, he is only qualified to be friends with her as her equal.
This call of "immortal friend" was quite polite and virtuous.
The three lords of the righteous immortal sect in the world exchanged a few brief greetings with Qingxuan and then took their seats.
Balian found that among the three lords, there was a rather elegant and handsome man whose eyes kept glancing in his direction, with a slight doubt in his expression.
His heart moved, and he thought that this person should be the leader of Taixuan Sect, Su Guanhai, right?
But what he was looking at at the moment was not him, but Su Jing beside him.
Bai Lian glanced sideways at her, but saw that Miss Su Jing was kneeling in a straight and graceful posture, her eyes were not squinting, and her cold eyes were like two thousand-year-old wells, without any ripples or waves.
She turned a blind eye to Su Guanhai's several glances, as if the person who had just entered the palace was not her father.
Although there was no change in her expression, Bailian still faintly caught the subtle changes in her emotions.
That is more indifferent and distant than a stranger.
Balian didn't know what happened between the parents, and had no intention of exploring the secrets.
Just feeling that Su Jing was in a bad mood at this time, his eyes moved slightly, and he still felt a little embarrassed about what happened in Cai Lake.
After thinking for a while, she picked up a round meatball in a small plate with chopsticks and placed it on the white jade plate in front of her.
Su Jing looked sideways at him, with dark eyes and a snowy face, and a quiet face.
Bai Lian put down his chopsticks, leaned towards her, and said softly, "I see you haven't eaten anything all day."
I don't know if she was still resentful about the frivolous and rude thing she did just now, but Su Jing didn't look at the round little ball on the plate and looked away from his face indifferently.
Balian coughed lightly and added: "When we were watching the song and dance performance just now, I saw you looking at the frosted meatballs on my plate, and thought you wanted them. If you don't like sweets, Then don’t eat it.”
He was afraid that the little meatball would be an eyesore for her, so he picked up the chopsticks and prepared to pick it back up and put it back.
Baili'an didn't notice how stupid his behavior was in the eyes of others.
Su Jing raised her eyebrows, and the jade chopsticks that had been laid neatly in front of her fell steadily between her fingers at some point.
She raised her hand to press down the chopsticks that Bai Lian stretched out, and glanced at him with a hint of displeasure: "I'm not interested in food, and I didn't peek at the side dishes on your plate."
Balian was stunned. If this was the case, then why did you stop me?
Su Jing flicked her wrist, pushed Bailian's chopsticks away, and then slowly picked up the crispy and attractive frosted meatballs.
Looking at the snow-white meatballs with her dark eyes, she said, "But how could you take away my side dishes without permission?"
His light words were very domineering.
Once her bowl is left, it becomes her side dish.
You can throw it in.
Pinch it away, no way.
So, Bai Lian watched helplessly as she swallowed the frosting ball into her stomach.
He said he was not interested, but in fact, looking at the look in his eyes, he really liked sweets.
Su Guanhai, who was toasting with Yin Dufeng and discussing Taoism, never took his eyes off his daughter. He didn't know about the Bronze Gate, nor did he know that there was a layer of Siren's Vine connection between the two at this moment.
When he entered the palace, when he saw his withdrawn daughter sitting side by side with a young man, he was inevitably shocked.
Seeing the seat where the young man was sitting, he knew that he was the new master of Xianling City.
But even so, it is difficult for ordinary people to get within three feet of his daughter. How did this young man do it?
Su Guanhai, who was already full of doubts, could only endure it because the situation was not right.
Who would have thought that the young man was so bold that he dared to put vegetables in her bowl.
Su Jing's indifference at first was indeed part of his calculations. Su Guanhai thought that there must be another reason why his A Jing was sitting side by side with this young man.
But then, when he saw Su Jing really eating the meatball in small bites, Su Guanhai was shocked and speechless.
For a moment, the action of raising the glass stopped there.
Of course, it wasn't just Su Guanhai who was shocked and speechless at the table.
When Su Jing entered the palace and sat on the throne, Ying Xiu, who never took his eyes off her for a moment, looked livid and ugly.
Wu Bu, a young man sitting at the same table with him, was concentrating on the array of delicacies on the table. As a young man who was born in a poor family, he often did not have enough to eat when he was a child. His tongue, which was cultivated by brown rice all year round, could not withstand the food on the table. gourmet food.
Suddenly, he lowered his head and saw His Royal Highness sitting calmly and upright. The veins on the back of his hands hidden under the table were faintly bulging and his knuckles were white.
Wu Bu couldn't help but was startled, spat out the meat and bones in his mouth, and followed Ying Xiu's gaze to look at the emperor, and he immediately understood.
He quickly put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands, leaned over and whispered: "Your Highness, I have an immortal weapon here."
There is a hidden meaning.
Yingxiu's eyes moved, and he lowered his head and glanced at the Lei Wu gun placed on the side of his desk. He seemed to move it intentionally, and frowned and said: "This is my father's gun."
Wu Bu grinned and said, "My lord, the sect leader, gave this gun to me."
A bit of warmth slowly appeared in Yingxiu's gloomy eyes. He shook his hand and said: "You need to rely on this gun to improve your cultivation of thunder. Only in this way can you most likely refine the body of heavenly thunder and fully control the kite." The violent sword has become the real Thirteen Swords of Tianxi."
Seeing his refusal, Wu Bu was not disappointed, but was even more touched by the young master's consideration. He hurriedly said: "Even without this spear, the Jinsheng sword's heart has been cracked, and it will be difficult to survive the calamity and become an immortal in this life. On the contrary, I, the sect master sees my natural thunder power and intends to cultivate it. Even if I don’t have this spear, sooner or later I will be able to catch up with Jin Sheng and replace him.”
He looked at Yingxiu intently and said sincerely: "But His Highness is different. Your Highness's background has always been a thorn in the heart of the sect leader for two hundred years.
The sect leader has never let His Highness return to White Camel Mountain to inherit the sect's legacy. Recently, His Highness's attempt to collect ghosts has been hindered by this kid, and he has suffered successive defeats. Even Ghost Lang, who was rarely seen in three thousand years, died.
If I can win this Xianling City for His Highness, it will naturally be the biggest turning point for His Highness to return to the mountain. And the Sect Master is here now. This opportunity is once in a lifetime. Even though Lei Wu is precious, for His Highness, the Wu Department is willing to offer a bright future. , paving the way for His Highness to go straight to the blue clouds. "
Ying Xiu couldn't help but feel moved and happy when he saw the deep affection in his words. He opened his lips and found that his throat was slightly choked. He coughed twice, raised his hand and patted Wu Bu's shoulder and said: "Chengjun's kindness today, When my father looks at me, Tianxi... there will definitely be a place for you, Abe. Yingxiu promises here."
Wu Bu's eyes were so hot that he nodded heavily. After the song and dance, he raised his gun and said loudly: "Tianxi Sword Sect, Empress of the Thirteen Swords, Wu Bu, I hope City Master Si Chen can ask for advice. One or two.”
The relaxed and leisurely atmosphere suddenly changed.
Mr. Yu put down the wine glass in his hand and glanced deeply in the direction of Wu Bu, but in the end he didn't say anything.
Su Guanhai said with a half-smile but not a smile: "Brother Yu, how come I remember that the Thirteen Swords have not been broken today, how come we have the Master of the Sword Queen? You little disciple, you are really interesting."
Mr. Yu responded in silence, his eyes deep and unpredictable, not knowing what he was thinking.
Yin Dufeng, whose Su Lai personality was quite difficult to deal with, laughed, but his tone was sarcastic.
"So, why did the sword master waste his efforts two hundred years ago to accept such a young man with mediocre spiritual roots and ordinary talents as his disciple? He trained him with painstaking efforts for two hundred years and helped him reach the position of Thirteen Swordsman. However, He got a scornful name that was not worthy of the name. The people of the Demon Sect made a little calculation and ended up with the sword's heart broken. Why is it like this? If you find a talented young man, you won't be afraid of chilling the hearts of your children."
In the past two hundred years, Palace Master Yin has been holding back a lot of resentment and has nowhere to vent it. If it hadn't happened two hundred years ago, how could his cheerful and charming daughter like a flower end up in such a half-mad and half-mad state now? .
Damn it, this guy really has no intention of changing his behavior and is so overbearing and paranoid.
Because of these words, Mr. Yu's face suddenly turned cold. His eyes, which were as cold as a millennium ink, seemed to be instantly gloomy like a disease, which made his luxurious and handsome face feel unspeakable. It's horrifying.
Su Guanhai frowned, feeling that Yin Dufeng's mouth was really badly damaged. How could such a scar hidden in their hearts that had never healed be brought to light and brought up again.
He secretly looked at Su Jing on the table with trepidation, feeling very uneasy. He didn't know if she had heard the implicit words he just said.
His A-Jing has always been sensitive, and he was really worried that she would go crazy regardless of the occasion.
At this glance, Su Guanhai's heart almost stopped.
His daughter was sitting on the counter with a cold look and calm detachment, handling a plate of squirrel mandarin fish seriously and quietly.
But for some reason, she did not use her usual right hand, but used her left hand to use the chopsticks with difficulty.
The challenged young man next to him did not respond to Wu Bu's invitation. He looked at Su Jing calmly as she picked up the fish with her chopsticks. He suddenly smiled softly and took the initiative to lift the chopsticks again to help her separate the fish bones and pick out the tender, white and crispy ones. The fish meat, covered with the attractive color of the soup, was then placed between Su Jing's chopsticks, allowing her to hold it firmly.
Then he looked at her with a vague look of expectation.
The look in his eyes was somewhat similar to that of a human cub feeding a small animal.
Su Jing raised her eyebrows and looked at him quietly, without saying anything, she just lowered her head and ate the fish obediently.
Although his appearance could not be said to be very docile and well-behaved, he was indeed no longer like his A Jing.
The unusually harmonious and ordinary scene made Su Guanhai feel uncomfortable for a moment. He looked at Bai Lian in a daze.
I don't know why, but a ridiculous idea slowly grew up in my mind like a weed seed.
But then, he realized that this idea was too ridiculous and self-deceiving, so he cut it off and shook his hand, feeling inevitably complicated.
