Shen Yuanjing's face was not good-looking. It was rumored that Emperor Li Chi did not leave the palace easily, and there was no one in the front and back halls just now, so it was concluded that the news from Yuanhe County was fake.

Unexpectedly, Li Chi and Li Nien should be at the address given by Guo Lexian, waiting for him to fall into the trap. You should not be too hasty in pursuing your father's background. Even if you lose a useful clue, you should not take unnecessary dangers.

Shen Yuanjing left the palace without stopping, ran all the way outside the city wall and left the imperial city. He soon caught up with the boss of the Wang family who reported him in Fengtai County.

After the people of Zhongzhou learned about Boss Shi's identity, they did not dare to associate with him too deeply. He had to rely on himself and his son, and his friends drove several carriages to Pingzhou.

It was daylight at this moment, and there were not many people on the road. Mrs. Shi hugged her granddaughter and scolded her for walking too fast this time. She threw it away and fell down.

At this moment, the carriage suddenly stopped and she almost hit her head. Just as she was about to speak, she heard her husband shouting from outside: "Who is it?"

A group of men in white stood in front of the carriage, holding thick-backed swords that did not match their figures, and looked at the bad people. A middle-aged man came out and said, "In broad daylight, you don't have eyes on your car. You have crushed my chicken to death and won't get off."

Boss Shi was stunned and jumped out of the carriage. Sure enough, he saw a white chicken lying beside the wheel. But although his martial arts were not good, he could not hear any sound. Besides, the chicken cried and did not move, and it was obvious that he had been dead for a long time.

He didn't know that these people were coming to find fault. Just as he was about to speak, the middle-aged man inserted his big knife into the ground, straight into a foot, and said:

"My chicken is not eaten without the fairy rice in the mountains, nor can it drink nectar if it is not the nine heavens. When I live in the Mingzhou silk, I come and listen to the jade girl playing the piano to make fun of it. I use the snow-capped ice silkworm as a snack. One is worth three thousand gold, so you can pay for it."

The onlookers were in an uproar, and Boss Shi's face changed drastically, and he said, "Three thousand golds? Are you laughing?"

"Just? Humph!" the middle-aged man sneered: "Do you think that giving this money can be done? In addition, you also need to wear mourning clothes, bow three times and kowtow nine times, bury this chicken into your ancestral grave, and worship every year, so that you can comfort my longing."

This was obviously a dilemma. Boss Shi was willing to do it. His son rushed over and cursed. Suddenly, the white-clothed men fell down one by one like harvested rice until the last one was left.

Shen Yuanjing jumped out of the crowd and said, "Since you can't bear to leave it, go down and accompany him." With a move, the dead chicken fell on the middle-aged man's chest.

The man in white was so scared that he fought with two people. He could only stand firm with his thick backed sword.

Boss Shi hurriedly stepped forward to see him, and Shen Yuanjing said, "You go back first, I see who dares to intercept him halfway."

He turned around and said, "The Su family is so enthusiastic, how can I not appreciate it? Go back and tell Su Xi that I will visit you now!"

The man in white breathed a sigh of relief and did not dare to answer. He dragged his thick-backed knife to leave quickly.

...

"Hey, have you heard of it? The fighting started again on the west side. The Pudu Temple and Luntai Sect both customs and Buddhist teachings, so why are there no water or fire fighting? "

In a restaurant in Pingzhou, there are still a group of people discussing the latest happenings in the world.

The person who spoke was fifty or sixty years old, and his cultivation was average, but his news was very well-informed. He knew everything from the other end of the half-main continent.

A middle-aged man in fine clothes said, "Brother Liu, this is nothing strange. Both families have fought for hundreds of years and have become enemies. The reasons are long gone."

The Luntai Sect is at the junction of Youzhou, Jingzhou and Xirong. The Pudu Temple occupies the western part of Jingzhou and is close to each other. As the official said, it has been friction for a long time, and everyone has heard too much.

Brother Liu smiled and said, "Isn't it strange? Do you think it was like this before, three nuns and two monks fought each other for a while and then they each withdrew their troops? This time it's different. I heard that Master Huaiyue and Master Gulu have taken action."

"What? The masters of the Earth List have been dispatched? This is amazing. I have never heard of anything big?" The official said in amazement.

Brother Liu replied: "It's really nothing big. I heard that the two juniors had a conflict after the head of the Shen family's family banquet. After returning to Jingzhou, the situation not only did not disappear, but also became more and more trouble."

Everyone discussed this matter and drank a few more glasses of wine. Brother Liu threw out the second thing: "The north is even more peaceful. The Xiao family has won a master of the earth list and is ready to attack Donghu. Instead, they point their fingers at the Jintai faction. Together with the Qingshui Gang, they threatened the Jintai faction to give up many places.

In this game, although Chen Jun, the eldest elder of the Jintai Sect, ranked sixth in the ground list, he could not defeat the joint efforts of the two three masters. I heard that they were all a little injured."

Everyone looked at each other, this was no small matter. An old man sighed and said, "Oh, it has been more than twenty years, and the world has never been so chaotic. In the past, even the Grandmasters were extremely rare, let alone the traces of the Di List. Now, in a short period of time, there have been four or five incidents, and two more died."

The Jinyi Man nodded repeatedly and said, "Who said it was not? Since the Battle of Xingzhou, all the masters of the Earth List have taken gunpowder. I also heard that there is no match between the Zhenwu Sect and the Dajue Temple."

Brother Liu said: "If you want to say the most troublesome thing, it is that our Master Shen, who has either disappeared from the scene of nowhere or is a big battle, and those who are hostile to him have never been able to get better.

The Su family suffered the greatest losses, one of the masters on the earth list and one of the masters on the human list died; one of the masters on the Shen family fell; a prince died in the Li family, and the Moonlight Dharma King of the Tianli Sect seemed to have offended him and was killed quietly. There are also Mr. Tie Di who had killed four or five masters in the two states of Yunyue before, and some people suspected that it was him."

He listed Shen Yuanjing's record, and everyone in the building was amazed.

The brother Liu said, "He was going to Zhongzhou Imperial City before, but was stopped by the head of the Wang family. He thought he would be stable, but now he is going to the Su family in Chengzhou again. It seems that he feels uncomfortable if he doesn't steam for a moment."

Mr. Jinyi asked, "He should be the one who can cause trouble in the past few decades, right? Mr. Hu, you are knowledgeable, are you wrong? "

The old man nodded and said, "In my impression, the person who was so arrogant was Li Chi, the head of the Li family more than 20 years ago. As soon as he became a master, he chose the Chu family in Fengzhou, became famous in one battle, and was on the ground list. However, he was not as outstanding as Mr. Shen."

Many people present also heard of Li Chi's deeds, and they were indeed sensational than Shen Yuanjing.

Mr. Hu fell into deep thought again, thought for a while, and then said in an uncertain tone: "Let's go back further, then there is only the series of stories of the Tianya madman Zhao Wuya who used war to support the war, which was much more battles than Mr. Chen. However, it's hard to say about legend."

"Isn't this? Isn't this saying that Mr. Chen is expected to be the Grandmaster of the Heavenly List?" someone asked with a sudden idea.

"That's natural. How old is Mr. Chen now?" Brother Liu said loudly: "I'm only twenty-one!"

"Twenty-one years old!" The old man repeated, and the building suddenly became silent.
Chapter completed!