A man in black stood beside Situ Lang and asked softly: "What should I do now?" Situ Lang raised the man's wrist, looked carefully, and said: "Young Master Wang has already entered the innate world. Even if he fights hard, everyone may not be able to win. Besides, they have already shown mercy and will be shameless if they are entangled."

The group of them gathered together silently and was about to leave. Situ Lang suddenly turned around and said, "Young Master Chen is seventeen years old this year. He is so young and so martial arts. I think he is another 'jade-faced swordsman'. Please forgive me for what happened today." As he said that, he actually bowed before he left in a hurry with his subordinates.

After everyone was finished, Wang Shiheng asked, "Yuan Jing, didn't you say this is a good place to bury bones? Why did you show mercy?"

"It's not for you." Shen Yuanjing glanced at him. Wang Shiheng thought he was worried that he could not defeat the three innate ones, so he wanted to explain, but he heard him continue, "I deliberately left a living mouth and let them go out to promote it. In a few days, the news of the 'Jade-faced Swordsman' achieving the innate one and three will spread throughout the world."

Wang Shiheng was amused and cried, and said, "Am I the kind of person who pursues fame and fortune?" Seeing Shen Yuanjing's disbelief, he had to say, "Well, if you spread it, you can shock the tails behind you."

He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and said, "Even three of them came in the innate world, it is really unexpected. There will never be any masters on the human list to appear later. Yuan Jing, you said that you are just a secret book, so why are these people not considering life and death? It is really hard to understand."

Shen Yuanjing did not answer, and went back with him and led his horse, and then said, "In the previous dynasty, the Central Plains was drought and then flooded. When the people sucked mud and ate it, Emperor You heard it, and said, "Why not eat meat minced?" I didn't believe it at first, how could those who eat meat be so despised? Now, Prince Wang San was born in Haoting, and his concentration skills were about to be mastered by the master. He said, "I would rather have any innate achievements than fearing death and seeking it?" I only knew that this moon had shone on the ancients."

Wang Shiheng said angrily: "You just say that I'm rare and weird, and why do you do with the words "Why do you want to use the words "?" He untied the reins, jumped onto the horse, and said: "Although I don't study much, I am also famous for being a scholar, but I have never heard of the allusion of Emperor You of Zheng's 'Why not eat meat minced'. Where did you hear it?"

Shen Yuanjing smiled and said, "Take it for granted." He drove the horse forward.

The two of them walked thirty miles at night before they arrived at an inn. After knocking on the door, Wang Shiheng popped up a silver ingot and landed it on the shopkeeper's hand. The other party blew up his throat and swallowed it back. He smiled and nodded and bowed. While asking the waiter to place the horses, he went to arrange the room himself.

No one came to disturb the night, and I thought I was frightened. The next day, the two of them finished washing up and had breakfast, so they headed to Changping County City. They didn't have to pass by the County City to the Yunzhou Mountains, but Shen Yuanjing had responded to Cheng Jin and others and wanted to visit.

Baitao Gate is not in Changping County, but in the southwest corner of the city, it occupies a mountain. At the foot of the mountain, there is a large hospitality courtyard, which is very luxuriously built. Shen Yuanjing and Wang Shiheng reported their names. The Baitao Gate disciples who were hospitalized quickly welcomed the two of them and invited them to the hall to serve good tea and fresh fruits.

While sending people to spread the news from the mountain, he chatted with the two and told them about local news. Shen Yuanjing was not good at talking, but Wang Shiheng was quite good at socializing. He asked about Feixu Sword Technique and people from Yunzhou, but it seemed that it had not spread in Changping.

"Hahahaha." A burst of laughter came from outside the door, and then Cheng Jin and Mo Zhicheng walked in. They first greeted Shen Yuanjing, and then bowed to Wang Shiheng and said, "Young Master Wang, don't be fine. The last time we met, it was the birthday of Grandmaster Wang in his sixties, and it has been almost three years."

Wang Shiheng also replied, chatted for a few words, and said, "I haven't thanked Brother Cheng yet, so I'll take care of my cousin all the way." Cheng Jin and Mo Zhicheng's faces became strange, and it was hard to say clearly, so he had to say modestly: "Where is, Young Master Chen has a great knowledge and is not surprised when dealing with things. It doesn't matter whether we are waiting or not."

As he said that, he pointed his hand and said, "This place is simple and not a place for guests. Please follow me to the mountain and let me fulfill the friendship of the landlord."

The mountain is not very high, but it is built ingeniously along the way. The corridors are winding and winding. Sometimes there are short pavilions standing by the roadside, and there are people cooking vegetables inside, which are a place for people to rest.

When we arrived at the hospitality hall on the mountain, the leader of Baitao Sect, Mo Zhongning, had already been waiting here with several elders. When he saw Wang Shiheng and Shen Yuanjing saluting, he did not dare to act like an elder, and he replied solemnly.

Although Baitao Sect is also a dominant person in Changping, compared with the Wang family, there are only three innate people in the countryside, and have never been a master on the list. Mo Zhongning is the first in the sect, and he also thinks that he can't beat Wang Shiheng, who is not innate.

The guests and guests on both sides sat down. Wang Shiheng thanked Cheng Jin and Mo Zhicheng for leading the way with Shen Yuanjing. Mo Zhongning was quite happy and said, "Young Master Wang, you are polite. It is their blessing to be able to make friends with young heroes like Mr. Chen, my incompetent apprentice and Dogzi. How dare you make a contribution?"

Shen Yuanjing said in his heart: "It turns out that Mo Zhicheng is actually the son of the head of Baitao Sect, but he did not worship his father's sect, which is a bit strange."

Wang Shiheng said modestly for Shen Yuanjing: "My younger brother has just left the world. He is young and ignorant. He can't be called a young hero. The sect leader looks down on him too highly."

Mo Zhongning didn't know Shen Yuanjing's background, so he didn't want to praise him anymore. He laughed and skipped this post, and talked about the new and old things in Pingzhou, and secretly gave him a few words of praise.

Soon, the banquet was ready and quite rich. Wang Shiheng was unwilling to sit in the upper head, and Mo Zhongning did not force it. He was free to have two seats and took Cheng Jin and others to accompany him.

After drinking and eating, he returned to the hall to have tea. Mo Zhongning called his disciple. The eldest disciple was not there, but the second disciple lost his life in the battle with others. In addition to the third place in the gold medal, there were six or seven people. He said, "Come on, this is Mr. Wang Shiheng and Mr. Shen Yuanjing. Come and see him."

These disciples were quite respectful to Wang Shiheng and were very respectful to him, but Shen Yuanjing didn't care much. There were even a young man in his 100 or 20 bowed to him and went there carelessly.

Mo Zhongning looked at it, and his face changed. Mo Zhicheng said first, "Mo Zhiming, is he itchy? Why are you so rude in front of the guest?" He was afraid that Shen Yuanjing would blame him, so he bowed and said, "Young Master Chen, don't blame me, the country kids are ignorant, I apologize to you on behalf of my brother."

Shen Yuanjing said: "Brother Mo doesn't have to do this, nothing big of a deal."

But Mo Zhongning was thinking in his heart: "Zhicheng has always been quite sensible when interacting with others. Why do he feel that his respect for Mr. Chen is even more than Mr. Wang?" He said: "Zhiming, apologize to Mr. Chen!"

Mo Zhiming looked dissatisfied, but due to the majesty of his father and brother, he walked up to Shen Yuanjing and said, "Prince Chen, I am a straightforward person. I will do whatever I think of and neglect you." He said a stiff tone, and he was about to bend down to salute.

Shen Yuanjing said, "No need." Sitting in his seat and holding his hand forward, Mo Zhiming naturally stood up straight, with a confused face on his face.

Mo Zhongning's face changed when he saw it, and he thought that Mr. Chen was also very skilled. Mo Zhiming reacted and wanted to salute again. Shen Yuanjing asked him to stand up again. After repeated remarks, he could not bow down, nor did he take a step back. Only then did he realize the martial arts of the person in front of him, his face turned red and he retreated aside.
Chapter completed!