"Have you heard? This martial arts conference is being held in our Pingwu County. Leaders and outstanding disciples of hundreds of sects in Liangzhou will send people to participate." A middle-aged man with a thin cheek said deliberately He asked in a lowered voice.
"I've heard it a long time ago. What kind of news do you think this is? Now all the sects are rushing to Pingwu County. The leader of our Red Shark Gang has also arrived early and rented an entire inn. Those who come later are probably even There is no place to sleep on the streets." A bearded man laughed.
At this time, in the Qian's Restaurant in the county town, there were many wealthy people from all walks of life, armed with knives and swords. Everyone discussed and gave orders. So lively.
A martial arts conference is going to be held in Pingwu County? And also all the gangs in Liangzhou? Lu Xiaotian was sitting in an inconspicuous corner of the restaurant, ordering a pot of tea and a plate of beef, and silently listening to the discussion in the restaurant.
"Of course that's not what I'm talking about. This is the first time in recent decades that such a grand martial arts event has happened. Even the Iron Sect, currently ranked number one in Liangzhou, doesn't have such appeal. Do you know the reason?" After the middle-aged man was refuted, he decided to break some shocking news.
"what reason?"
"Black Iron Order!"
"What, the Black Iron Order, how is it possible? Didn't it disappear for nearly a hundred years and never show up?" In the restaurant, everyone was shocked and turned pale as they looked at each other.
The thin middle-aged man snorted, "Yesterday, the leader of the Sihai Gang, Yu Tianshan, was killed by the enemy and unfortunately died. People in the Jianghu who passed by saw with their own eyes the Black Iron Token that fell from Yu Tianshan's body. Who else has the ability except the Black Iron Token? Summoning all the gangs in Liangzhou to discuss matters in such a short period of time?”
"That's true, it's somewhat possible." The people present in the restaurant started talking about it, with a look of fear on their faces for a moment.
It turned out to be some trivial matters. Lu Xiaotian smiled and shook his head, preparing to check out and leave. Apart from matters related to cultivation, he is not interested in these disputes in the world. But soon the words of an old man with white eyebrows made his hand that was picking up the money tremble.
"It is rumored that the holders of the Black Iron Order have received guidance from immortals. At the beginning, the gangs in Liangzhou also refused to obey the Black Iron Order, but they suffered a bloody baptism. Within a few days, the gang leaders and leaders of each gang refused to obey the Black Iron Order. The residence may be attacked by a fireball, which melts gold and iron, and cannot be extinguished by pouring water. Or it may be pierced by an ice arrow, and the whole person is frozen into an ice sculpture. The ice arrow cannot be melted by fire, and it is extremely cold."
Lu Xiaotian's pupils shrank when he heard it. A fireball that can melt metal into iron. Isn't that the fireball technique? As for the ice arrow technique, the old man in black robe also used it once when he was trapped by the barrier. The person in charge of the Black Iron Order is very likely to be an immortal cultivator. However, this makes sense. There are hundreds of large and small sects in dozens of counties in Liangzhou, and there are hundreds of thousands of warriors. Among them are many first-class warriors, and there are also several peerless warriors. The power of one person alone is not enough. It is possible to order so many unruly warriors, and only the powerful strength of the immortal cultivators can make these warriors surrender.
What makes him wonder is why the immortal cultivators go to such great lengths to find these ordinary warriors?
While Lu Xiaotian was surprised, a luxurious carriage escorted by twenty first-class warriors entered from the north gate of Pingwu County. Not to mention that the four horses used in the carriage are all white and unusually handsome. Just dozens of galloping horses and twenty first-class warriors are an incomparably powerful force wherever they are placed.
The carriage drove into a large courtyard and no one dared to stop it. A white-haired old man and a man dressed as a fat shopkeeper were waiting there respectfully. If Lu Xiaotian were here, he would definitely recognize that this fat shopkeeper was the shopkeeper of Miaozhitang.
Dede
The carriage stopped, and a arrogant-looking young man in golden robes came out. He looked to be in his twenties, but his arrogant attitude did not seem to pay any attention to so many warriors present.
"I am Hu Yiping, the master of Miaozhi Hall. This is Ma Hongtao, the shopkeeper of the hall. I have met the Holy Envoy." The white-haired old man Hu Yiping and shopkeeper Ma saluted the young man in gold robe at the same time.
"Well, do you have news about Purple Spirit Grass?" The young man in golden robe stood on the carriage with his hands tied, looking down at the two people.
"Exactly, but the purple spirit grass that the Holy Envoy mentioned was bought by another young man." Shopkeeper Ma said matter-of-factly.
"What?" The young man in gold robes looked angry. Liangzhou is located in a remote place and there are not many spiritual creatures. It was not easy to get the news about Purple Spirit Grass, but someone else got there first.
"I didn't know that purple spirit grass is a herb that the Holy Envoy needs. If I offended the Holy Envoy, please forgive me!"
Feeling the pressure coming from the golden-robed young man, Ma Hongtao's legs trembled and he almost couldn't help but kneel down. The hall master next to him, Hu Yiping, had a much higher level of cultivation than him, but his complexion was also pale.
"Do you still remember what the person who bought Purple Spirit Grass looks like?" The young man in gold robe asked in a deep voice.
Ma Hongtao nodded repeatedly, "I still remember."
"Immediately draw a portrait of this person with the holy hand of painting, and secretly investigate this person's movements. If you find anything, don't act rashly. Immediately notify this holy envoy, get out!" The young man in gold robe thought for a moment and said after remembering.
"Yes, yes!" Hu Yiping and Ma Hongtao hurried out as if they were receiving an amnesty.
"Go back to Qinglian Villa!" After the golden-robed young man said this, he got back into the carriage.
At this time, lying in the carriage, a plump woman wearing a red dress and a beautiful face was playing with a strand of black hair beside her ear and said, "Didn't you say that Liangzhou has always been the territory of your Situ family? Why? Are there other immortal cultivators?"
The young man in golden robe said with a gloomy expression, "I also heard what the elders of the clan told me about what happened before. Our family has been away from Liangzhou for a hundred years. It is normal for a handful of rogue cultivators to appear in Liangzhou during such a long time. . It’s okay if I don’t know about this matter. Now that I know about it, I must get rid of this person.”
"We don't know each other's strength right now. Are you so sure? Do you want to notify the masters in the family to come?" the woman said, throwing herself into the arms of the gold-robed young man.
The young man in golden robe snorted and said, "In such a remote place like Liangzhou, casual cultivators with high level of cultivation would not come at all. If the competition in Wangyue Immortal City was not too fierce, and the family ancestor offended a senior in the foundation building period in the city, I will not be reduced to Liangzhou again. Besides, the other party only took the lowest level spiritual grass, Purple Spirit Grass. A casual cultivator, even if he is at the third level of Qi Refining, may not be my opponent, let alone us. We are still two people, what is there to be afraid of? My father is preparing to break through to the fourth level of Qi Refining, and there is no time at all now. Besides, if I can't do this little thing well, how can I inherit the family's business in the future?"
"Okay, let's explore that person's background first, but we have to find the person first."
The young man in golden robe nodded and said, "As long as he is still in Liangzhou City, he will never escape our eyes and ears. There are hundreds of gangs in Liangzhou, and there are countless warriors. I believe there will be news about that person soon. When the time comes, we will act according to the opportunity. .”
There might actually be other immortal cultivators in Pingwu County. Having had an intrigue with the old man in black robe, Lu Xiaotian was instinctively wary of other people. But the old man in black robe kept silent to him, and he knew nothing about the situation in the world of immortality. After Lu Xiaotian thought about it again and again, he thought that even if there were certain risks, he should try to get in touch with and understand some situations in the world of immortality. Otherwise, he might only be able to reach the fourth or fifth level of Qi refining in his lifetime if he just cultivates on his own. At this time, cultivating immortality has opened a door for him, and he is not willing to stop there easily.
"It seems that I must participate in this martial arts competition."
Lu Xiaotian muttered to himself, took out the broken silver, put it on the table, and went out. Not long after he went out, a look of surprise flashed in the eyes of two middle-aged men wearing bamboo hats. One of them left in a hurry, while the other fell far behind in the bustling crowd of people in the county town.
As warriors from all over the country gathered in Pingwu County, there were more and more wealthy people in the county, and the streets were busy with traffic and crowds of people. Lu Xiaotian didn't feel it yet on the street. After all, there were too many people.
However, after leaving the city gate, the man in the bamboo hat also came out, which quickly aroused his alertness.
"Is it someone from Miaozhitang again?" Lu Xiaotian frowned and quickened his pace towards the deserted place in the wilderness.
drive
Dozens of first-class warriors galloped through the streets, followed closely by a carriage pulled by four white horses. The warriors on the street originally wanted to open their mouths and curse a few words, but when they saw such a uniform first-class warrior, they immediately shut their mouths and trouble came from their mouths. They could not afford to offend such a powerful force.
After leaving the city gate, the young man in gold robe and the girl in red skirt left the carriage and chased into the wilderness towards the mark left by the middle-aged man in the hat. However, after chasing him for a while, he entered the forest and saw the middle-aged man in a bamboo hat who had been following him looking blankly into the distance.
The young man in gold robe asked coldly, "Where are the people?"
"Who do you think you are!" The middle-aged man in a bamboo hat was about to refute the young man in front of him. After all, he didn't know him yet, but he was only halfway through his words when he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and his whole body curled up like a shrimp. He was kicked four to five feet away and fell to the ground, screaming miserably.
"Before my patience is exhausted, you'd better tell me what I want to hear." The young man in gold robe said with a cold face.
"I, I followed that boy all the way out of the city gate and into the woods, but he disappeared. Where did he go? I, I don't know!" Looking at the cold eyes of the golden-robed young man, The man in the bamboo hat shuddered and said with a trembling voice, his face blue.
"Useless thing!" The young man in golden robe waved his right hand, and a crystalline ice thorn hit the chest of the man in the bamboo hat, instantly freezing him into an ice sculpture. The frightened and painful expression on the man in the bamboo hat also solidified inside the ice sculpture. .
