"You know about the Xuangu Divine Sect, right?" Xiao Yu'er asked doubtfully.
"How do I know? I just came back soon."
"Ten years after Gongsun Kui's death, the cult elected a new leader. The deputy leader Hong Shiming, the leader of the Ghost Dojo Cui Sheng, the leader of the Zhanxing Pavilion Liu Peiji, and the leader of the Quexian Palace Lan Zijing competed fiercely. Cui Shengrong became the leader, and Hong Shiming became the leader. High Priest.”
"Nowadays, among the top leaders of the divine sect, half are old people and half are newcomers to the ghost dojo. Zhanxing Pavilion and Quexian Palace are gradually declining."
"Immortal Palace and Star Pavilion have been enemies for a long time. After Cui Sheng came, the two sects sensed the crisis and slowly put aside their old grudges and hugged each other to keep warm." Xiao Yu'er said.
"Oh, how do you know this?" Xue Tong asked.
"Hey, Xiao is in the palace and is well-informed. If you commit a serious crime, I have to find out for you."
"Hmm, Yu'er is so speechless."
"You just had a bunch of field masters and pavilion masters. What are their martial levels?" Xue Tong asked.
"The Xuangu Divine Religion has been broken by you. Those four people have all achieved great success first. They are very different from the original Divine Religion."
"They are seeking their own death!"
"The grievances between Immortal Palace and Xing Pavilion have never been clarified. Why have they been enemies for so many years?" Xue Tong asked as he recalled the past.
"If we want to trace the source, trouble will come from Zhanxing Pavilion."
"Three thousand years ago, there was only the Zhanxing Pavilion in the world, and there was no Immortal Palace. At that time, the master of the Xing Pavilion and his junior sister had been together for a long time and became an immortal couple. However, the master later fell in love with another stunning woman, and the old lady turned against him in anger. After leaving the sect, he created his own Quexian Palace sect, which gave rise to hatred and vowed to be incompatible with Zhanxing Pavilion." Xiao Yu'er said.
"Oh, no wonder." Xue Tong murmured.
"No wonder"
"Haha, back then, my eldest brother was in conflict with the Immortal Pavilion during the martial arts period. In order to obtain the elixir, he agreed to persuade a woman named Guan Muqing to join the Immortal Palace. Guan Muqing's father was a member of the Zhanxing Pavilion, and he always rebelled against Guan's mother and eventually abandoned her. , no wonder the palace master Lan Zi ordered the hunt. Listen to me, it turns out that Guan Fu violated the biggest taboo in the Immortal Palace, no wonder." Xue Tong said with a smile.
"Okay, there are a lot of other women out there, how many of them are there!" Xiao Yu'er cried out.
"Don't be blind, Guan Muqing and her old servant Huang Jun, Hongzhou met me once, and then they persuaded me once, that's all."
…
Fei Ran's magic weapon was refined six months later, and Xue Tong was well prepared. He replenished a large amount of planting spiritual liquid in the imperial city, and the various medicinal plants in the ring spiritual field grew gratifyingly.
He went to Cijinluan Trading Company and bought some expensive elixirs and the best elixir plants in new quantities.
It's not time to cause trouble with the trading company yet.
After a few days, Xue Tong and his party of six people left the city on horseback.
Fei Ranyi was dressed in dark purple and had a stern expression. Apart from occasionally chatting with Xiao Yuer, Xue Tong and the others rarely spoke to each other.
She called people by their first names when greeting them, and Xue Tong called them princess in return. Their relationship was like that of ordinary friends.
"If I hadn't traveled far away for sixty years and stayed with Xiao Yu'er, Fei Ran would probably not have come." Xue Tong thought to himself.
Fei Ran took the lead most of the time, Hua Liu rode Jue Chen, and Xiao Yu'er followed closely behind. They ran out for dozens of miles to rest and waited for Xue Tong and the others who were taking their time.
A few days later, he entered the realm of Dasheng, where the ghost dojo belonged.
In Matun, a mountainous area in the northwest, there are roadside wine shops, stables, and inns for travelers traveling from north to south.
Four ghost dojo warriors were eating and drinking.
The appearance of Fei Ran and Xiao Yu'er made several people stand up and be at a loss.
Warriors in the early and middle stages of the post-war period may lose their lives at any time because of too great a difference in force.
"Why are you here?" Fei Ran asked coldly.
"Senior, I and I are hunting in the mountains together." One person quickly replied.
"Get out!" Fei Ran shouted.
The four people hurriedly untied the horse's reins tied to the tree. One of them slipped on his feet and almost fell.
Fei Ran flicked his sleeves, swept all the dishes off the table, and said loudly: "The store will serve tea!"
The shopkeeper said tremblingly: "The quality of the tea in the shop is of poor quality. If you want to use the good tea you prepared yourself, just ask for water."
"Get up there again!" Fei Ran said sternly.
"No way." Xue Tong glanced at Xiao Yu'er. Fei Ran's princess temperament was definitely not like this before. How could she shout inexplicably to people who had nothing to do with her and didn't offend her, and look like she was ready to kill and set fire at any time? .
Xue Tong and Wen Guangmao sat at another table.
Fei Ran didn't drink the tea, thought for a while, and left without saying hello.
"The princess seems to have a very bad temper," Pei Ling said worriedly.
"Sooner or later something will happen, Pei Ling, please stay with the princess." Xue Tongtong.
"Princess Ran doesn't pay much attention to me," Pei Ling said.
"Bite the bullet. If I don't drive you away, I'll stay with Xiao Yu'er."
…
The northernmost town of Dasheng is Jiaocheng, the capital of Yuanzhou.
After repeated persuasion by Xiao Yuer and Pei Ling, Fei Ran was extremely unwilling to change into clothes without any Aowu logo, and entered the city in two groups with Xue Tong and the others.
The city gate inspection is extremely simple. Non-ghost dojo warriors only need to pay five hundred spirit stones, and they don't even need to show their name badges.
The commotion in Jiaocheng was equally unexpected.
It seems that a grand event is being prepared.
Wen Guangmao inquired and found out that the divine sect's irregular "Xuangu Competition" will be held in half a year, and the selection for the ghost dojo will be in Jiaocheng.
The Xuangu Competition is mainly aimed at casual cultivators among the people, and is co-organized by Dasheng and the divine religion. The winner will either enter the divine religion or become a guest official of the dynasty.
The six people gathered together quietly.
"No one wants to go to the divine religion or the government," Xue Tongdao.
"You won't participate in the Xuan Gu Competition, but you can join in the fun. There are countless exchange meetings and auctions in the city. Yu'er and Pei Ling, please accompany me for a walk." Fei Ran said.
"Princess, please be careful. I observed on the way just now that apart from the people from Dasheng Dynasty and Ghost Dojo, there are also people from Zhanxing Pavilion and Quexian Palace." Xue Tong reminded with some worry.
"I have my own sense of proportion."
"Contact me immediately in case of emergency." Xue Tong was just taking a few people for a stroll. It was a grand event, so he couldn't ask everyone not to go out.
"You two should go shopping too," Xue Tong said to Wen Guangmao and Pei Yaoxin.
After the two of them became successful, it was time to let go.
"Well, where is the Taoist Priest?"
"I won't go. It's better to live in peace in the guest house." Xue Tong said with a smile.
…
The first thing Fei Ran did was beat up someone in the street. The man saw her beauty, so Fei Ran slapped him twice, knocking out several of his big teeth.
She committed violence in the street, but because her martial arts rank had some control over her, no one dared to control her.
The next day when he went out, he had an argument with someone at the auction house, and Dai Yifan beat a loose cultivator until he vomited blood, and was carried away from the scene by his companions.
"What's going on?" Xue Tong called Xiao Yu'er and asked with a solemn expression.
"Princess Ran has an irritable personality and gets into violent fights over the slightest thing. I can't help her," Xiao Yu'er said.
"Well, we are a large group of people who attract attention. If this continues, we will definitely get into trouble. If she really wants to vent, let her have fun."
"I will also go to the exchange meeting between the two empresses, just in case." Xue Tong sighed.
"The big change in the princess' personality is all because of you. It's better to correct it early, otherwise she will become a devil. She only trusts the people closest to her and will not leave any outsiders behind." Xiao Yu'er said worriedly.
…
Entry to the swap meet is mid-term and the standards are extremely high.
Fei Ran squeezed into the first table, five people first, followed by fifteen people.
Xiao Yu'er and Pei Ling stood on the left and right, looking very much like an elder bringing two juniors to the meeting.
Xue Tong sat at the second table and could observe Fei Ran and the others. Wen Guangmao and Pei Yaoxin stood behind him.
As soon as Fei Ran sat down, Fang Zhao, who was in the early stage opposite him, took a second look at her.
"Humph" Fei Rang just had a fit, and Xiao Yu'er quickly pressed her shoulder gently with her quick-sighted hand, "Sister Ran, the exchange meeting hasn't started yet, let's play for a while first."
Only then did Fei Ran hold back his anger.
"It's a big deal that people look at you twice if you are good-looking." Xue Tong shook his head and thought to himself.
As soon as the exchange meeting started, Fei Ran took a piece of "Amethyst Crystal" from his storage bracelet and slapped it on the table, "Sold for three million!"
As soon as Fei Ran took action to refine the magic weapon and materials, he attracted everyone's attention on the stage.
It is an extremely rare form. The high-end auction for magic weapon refining is only seen in ten years. Fei Ran exchanged it and directly raised the price.
"Fellow Taoist, the normal market price, are you willing to sell it for two million?" a former warrior counter-offered.
"Two million, why can't you give it away for free?" Fei Ran glared.
"How much does your Taoist Purple Huan Crystal weigh and where does it come from?" someone else asked.
"If you want to buy it sincerely, ask again. Luo Li will tell you where the mass is produced. Do you want to buy it?" Fei Ran had a bad attitude.
"How about two million and two million?"
"It's 2.2 million and I'm here to entrust the spiritual materials shop to sell it!" Fei Ran shouted.
"Fei Ran seems to have deliberately attracted the attention of those men and then scolded him. He has a perverted mind and is going to have a mental problem." Xue Tong pondered.
"Taoist Master, the fellow Taoist opposite asked me if I could sell the refined materials for 300,000 yuan," Wen Guangmao reminded Xue Tong by gently nudging him with his elbow.
"Four hundred thousand is the minimum," Xue Tong responded and said.
His mind was not in it, and selling refined materials was just a show of pretense.
Fei Ran's Purple Huan Jing was successively inquired by high-level warriors from other tables, but they were all scolded away.
Xue Tong noticed Da Sheng in the town and the pioneer warrior in the ghost dojo, and began to observe Fei Ran continuously.
"How about 2.6 million? Don't be so angry, the female Taoist priest. Being friendly makes you rich." Fang Zhao said.
"I won't sell you even three million dollars, so get the hell away from me!" Fei Ran seized the opportunity and cursed.
Fang Zhao's eyes were rude and he was not a good bird. Hearing Fei Ran's harsh words, he immediately became furious and said, "You are really outrageous, Nizi. Be careful, I will strip you naked."
As soon as Fang Zhao said something obscene, Fei Ran's fist hit him in the heart.
boom!
As soon as Fang Zhao's palm touched down, the force of his fist and palm spread out in all directions. Fang Zhao was close to the left, and the warriors behind him who had no time to deal with him had all the spiritual objects in front of him swept away.
There was chaos at the venue.
"Stop, don't panic!" the town warrior yelled, holding down the two young monks who were the most panicked.
"You two go outside and fight. You and he will pay for the loss of the spiritual objects seven to three." Wu Boting pointed at Fei Ran and said.
Wu Boting was a military attaché of the Dasheng Palace and went to Jiaocheng to recruit talents for the dynasty.
Fei Ran left the table, rushed into the courtyard and shouted: "The thief, come and die!"
The exchange meeting was suspended because of this, and eighty people gathered around the courtyard wall to watch the fierce fight.
"There are five people in the Ghost Dojo, two in Da Sheng, one in Immortal Palace and one in Star Pavilion, and the strongest will start in the latter stage." Xue Tong felt relieved a little and also watched the commotion.
