Chapter 709

Thinking of this, mu Qingxiao lifted a radian on his face, took up his glass and drank it up, then got up and left.

At the foot of the city is an unknown small city near Guangxi Province. It does not cover a wide area. There are fields from door to door to grow vegetables and fruits.

After walking around the city for a while, mu Qingxiao didn't intend to stay much. He found a grocery store and bought a simple map.

The route on the map is not detailed, but the more famous cities are marked.

I think so. It's good to be able to mark some simple routes on the maps purchased by shops in such remote towns.

If you remember well, the city where the protagonist Jingtian is located seems to be Lin'an.

Although Lin'an is not a King City, it is several times more prosperous than the city under its feet. After thinking for a long time, mu Qingxiao finally decided to go to Lin'an first.

After all, Lin'an is the initial location of the plot. It's really time to see it. If the plot has begun, he needs to reschedule the next trip.

At the thought of this place, he turned into a long sword and soared into the sky. In the blink of an eye, he was like a meteor and disappeared from the sky.

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Lin'an, a medium-sized city in the Central Plains city, has beautiful mountains and forests around the city, which is particularly prosperous compared with other places.

At this time, there was constant noise and prosperity among pedestrians in the city.

"Whew, whew..."

A bright light flashed across the sky and fell into the mountains outside the city in the blink of an eye.

A few miles outside Lin'an City, in the deserted bamboo forest, a huge sword with several battles running down from the sky and immediately embedded into the ground.

Strangely, the giant sword only caused a breeze and left a smooth scar on the ground. It seemed divine, but it didn't destroy the surrounding beautiful scene.

Suddenly, the giant sword flickered several times and finally turned into a young man.

The young man is dressed in white, with a dragon shaped jade pendant hanging around his waist. His sword eyebrows and stars are shining. His face is like a crown of jade. His temperament is dusty and his demeanor is excellent.

"Is this Lin'an? The cities I saw all the way down are really far inferior to Lin'an."

Looking at the wall in the distance, mu Qingxiao nodded slightly.

The speed of swordsmanship is very fast. Along the way, mu Qingxiao did not fall behind the scenery. In half a day, he passed through more than a dozen cities, but the prosperity is far less than that of Lin'an.

Looking at the city wall a few miles away, the surrounding space was slightly distorted, and mu Qingxiao disappeared. The next second, he quietly appeared at the gate of Lin'an City.

There are two soldiers guarding the gate. After all, Lin'an is a very important transportation channel in many cities.

Standing at the gate of the city, looking at the two clear ancient seal characters on the wall, he stepped up with a smile and walked towards the city.

When she first came to Lin'an, mu Qingxiao was not in a hurry to find Jingtian, but played.

Colorful lights hung on both sides of such a big street, willows swayed in the wind, various stalls were placed on the roadside, the cries of vendors and the laughter of pedestrians.

Walking in the street with a restrained breath did not cause any riots.

After all, his appearance is too handsome, his clothes are completely different from ordinary people, and his temperament is unique. It's difficult not to attract attention.

After a short walk, mu Qingxiao came to a hotel. The business of the hotel was good. At a glance, dozens of seats in the hall were full of guests.

In this era, life is so simple.

In particular, friars of various sects or civilians who are free like to take friends to the hotel on weekdays, order two pots of good wine and food, and get together to talk.

Just walked into the hotel, mu Qingxiao had a meal.

A middle-aged man was sitting by the window of the hotel.

The man is in a blue robe, with sword eyebrows and stars. He is extremely handsome. He is immortal and has a magnificent momentum. He has the dignity of the elderly and has a mighty sword.

"I didn't expect to meet such a strong man in this small Lin'an City. It's really not in vain."

The latter has a strong breath and is also a monk in the period of harmony.

However, what puzzles mu Qingxiao is that he clearly saw the middle-aged man in front of him for the first time, but the latter gave him a feeling of deja vu, which is very wonderful.

While he looked at the middle-aged man, the man also noticed him. When the latter noticed the faint smell on him, his eyes couldn't help freezing.

strong person!

Nowadays, there are many sects, and there are countless strong sects, but the Hedao period is almost the top strong in the world. Which one is not an old monster of the sects.

Like this kind of old monster, he usually stays in the blessed land of zongmen to meditate and cultivate, and wholeheartedly feel a higher realm, but he is a special case.

Now, there is a young man who is somewhat similar to himself, and the other person is not old, but his cultivation is extremely terrible, which is incredible.

Noticing the sight of the middle-aged man, mu Qingxiao smiled, stepped forward and said, "can you sit down and have a drink?"

"Please sit down."

Mu Qingxiao was also impolite and sat down directly. The latter picked up the wine pot, filled him with a glass of wine, smiled warmly and said, "Your Excellency is also here to play?"

"One is to play, and the other is to deal with some trivial things in Lin'an."

After that, mu Qingxiao picked up the glass and drank it all, smiled and said, "good wine, I'm mu Qingxiao. I don't know your name?"

"Murong purple."

As soon as the words fell, mu Qingxiao gently shook his hand holding the wine cup, raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man's eyes, full of strange colors.

Seeing the latter, he kept staring at his face. The middle-aged man drew slightly from the corners of his eyes, and his body couldn't help moving back. There was also a trace of strangeness in his eyes to Mu Qingxiao.

"Cough."

With a dry cough, mu Qingxiao didn't know that the latter was misunderstood.

But the middle-aged man in front of him really shocked him. Unexpectedly, the latter was Murong Ziying.

Speaking of Murong Ziying, I have to say magic sword!

At the end of the Western Jin Dynasty, the sword Tomb of the state of Jiang was excavated, and the magic sword fell on the hands of people in the Jianghu, causing a bloodbath in the Wulin. The third generation leader of Shushan Xianjian sect subdued the magic sword and put it on the top of the demon lock tower.

However, the magic sword could not be made by the tower, and then came out of the tower. It was taken to Buzhou mountain by those with evil intentions. Finally, it was found by Murong Ziying and tried to purify it.

Murong Ziying lived in the sword tomb. She met a scattered person in Kyushu and gave him the magic sword. After the magic sword returned to Shushan, Murong Ziying also left the sword tomb and traveled around the world.

Of course, what shocked mu Qingxiao was not the magic sword, but Murong Ziying, who was honored as "Ziyin immortal" thousands of years later!

Yes, it's the ancient sword Qitan, the elder holding the sword in Tianyong City, immortal Ziyin!

This is also the reason why mu Qingxiao was shocked and looked strange when he heard his name.

He never thought that, just on a whim, he met Ziyin in his middle age.

Although Ziyin has not become an immortal, he is a monk in the same period as him.

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