Cultivator In Martial God World

Nothing happened all the way, Yang Xuan still meditates in the car for cultivation every day. Since the killing of Innate Spirit Beast, the two daughters of Xiao Mei Xiao Die seem to serve Yang Xuan more Shang Xin, not only served Yang Xuan meticulously, but also was no longer shy when serving Yang Xuan in bathing and resting, and met Yang Xuan frankly, with a supple appearance.

For these, Yang Xuan always indifferent expression, and treat it safely.

No matter how far the journey is, there will be time to arrive. Finally, the city of Yanjing is in sight.

Yang Xuan half leaned against the car window, looking at the majestic Yanjing City, there was also a hint of excitement in his heart. Once upon a time, a teenager called a trash has already reached such a height.

"Master Yang, the front then is Yanjing City!" Yan Feiwen rode on the horse, slightly sideways, and talked to Yang Xuan, "I have ordered someone to enter the city first and report to the Royal Father, We can slow down and wait for hundreds of officials to greet them."

Yang Xuan nodded, this is also the meaning of the question. As the most important power of a country, Master is extremely noble, and of course we can’t deal with it casually. !

A group of guards are also sitting on their horses, neat and tidy lined up, opening their way in front, solemnly.

The convoy drove slowly towards Yanjing City. After a while, the city gate was already in sight.

Yenjing City is worthy of being the capital of Yan Country. The city gate is extremely wide and can accommodate eight or nine horses at the same time. The tower is towering and majestic.

At this time, outside the city gate, two azure robe officials are standing, looking at the team. Judging from the official uniform, the official position is not high.

Behind them, dozens of soldiers temporarily blocked the people who were entering the city, divided them on both sides, and then maintained order.

Yan Feiwen’s complexion became ugly. He clamped his horse's belly, and the horse immediately ran forward. After arriving in front of the two officials, Yan Feiwen suppressed his anger and said:" Why are there only two of you? Where are the others? The guard of honor?"

The two officials looked at each other, and one said helplessly: "Seventh Prince, today Eldest Prince celebrates the birthday of Master Xuanwen, and the guard of honor will be celebrated. Pulled away, as for the civil and military officials..."

The man took a peek at Yan Feiwen's iron blue face, and said in panic: "The civil and military officials have all been invited to Master Xuanwen by Eldest Prince."

Yan Feiwen complexion ashen, angrily said: "Nonsense, didn't Master Xuanwen just passed his birthday two months ago?"

The official didn't dare to look at Yan Feiwen anymore and bowed his head No words!

Yan Feiwen immediately understood in her heart that all of this was the ghost of Eldest Prince Yan Feiyun.

This move is not poisonous. On the same day he greeted Yang Xuan back, he celebrated his birthday for Master Xuanwen, and also took away the guard of honor, which made him lose face in front of Yang Xuan and caused Yang. Xuan's dissatisfaction may even give up supporting him.

This is telling him not to act rashly.

At this time, all the people of the city gate knelt on the ground, calling it His Royal Highness.

Yan Feiwen waved his hand impatiently, making them flat. For a while, he was very irritable, not knowing how to tell Yang Xuan, and even mixed with some panic, for fear that Yang Xuan would be angry. , And leave in a hurry.

The convoy approached the city gate slowly. Yang Xuan was so earful. He had heard the words of the two officials clearly.

Yan Feiwen rode his horse back to the carriage, and said in fear to Yang Xuan: "Master Yang, this..."

Yang Xuan flashed a trace of coldness in his eyes, indifferently said:" Then who is Master Xuanwen?"

Yan Feiwen unexpectedly heard the conversation just now, but replied: "Master Xuanwen, formerly known as Xuanwen Li, is an Innate Master in the Master Hall."

Yang Xuan laughed, then Xuanwen Li is not too soon, but when he comes, Eldest Prince will live his life for him. This is to give him a bit of power.

Also, Xuanwen Li knows that Yang Xuan is an Innate expert and is about to become the Master of Protecting the country, but still does so. This is to tell Yang Xuan that Yanjing City is not as small as Taiping City. Come Here, it's the dragon, you hold it for me, it's the tiger, you have to lie down on my stomach.

Thinking of this, Yang Xuan sneered at the corner of his mouth.

Let the horse come here, why am I afraid?

At this time, the two officials and some soldiers secretly looked at Yang Xuan through the window of the car. They were surprised to see that Yang Xuan was so young.

Other people don’t know who is sitting in this luxurious carriage, but looking at it, it must be a high official, so he didn’t dare to look up, but just stood quietly on the side. waiting.

Yang Xuan looked at Yan Feiwen and suddenly said: "Let’s go into the city! Let’s celebrate the birthday of this Master Xuanwen!"

Yan Feiwen was taken aback and looked at Yang blankly. Xuan.

Yang Xuan glanced at him, indifferently said: "What?"

Yan Feiwen then reacted and quickly responded: "Yes!"

He trembled in his heart, thinking of what Yang Xuan did in Taiping City.

An angry slaughter of the city, the huge family was slaughtered thoroughly in his hands, even chicken and dog doesn't remain. The methods are cruel and cruel, it can be seen that now he has come to Yanjing and has not settled yet, so he is going to Xuanwen Li's place. Obviously, he doesn't want to settle down.

Thinking of this, his heart trembled involuntarily, but he shouldn't have any major event.

The motorcade slowly entered the city, turned a turn, and walked along the east-west avenue towards the mansion of Xuanwen Li.

As the capital of Yan Country, Yanjing City is naturally prosperous, far from Taiping City.

The shops on both sides of the street stand in great numbers, with flags fluttering, traffic on the road, pedestrians like weaving, and a lively scene.

Although Xiao Mei and Xiao Die grew up in Yanjing, they have never strolled in the city. At the moment, they are all lying by the window, their eyes are overwhelmed and excited.

Along the way, pedestrians on the street looked at such a luxurious carriage, standing respectfully to the side, waiting for the convoy to pass, until the convoy went far, they did not point fingers, but they didn’t know Who is in the car.

Master Hall is just the name of an organization established by Yan Country Imperial Family for Innate Master, but in fact, Innate Master in Master Hall has its own house, and there is no need to come forward because there is nothing to do.

After a while, the motorcade stopped in front of Xuanwen Li's mansion. The streets in front of the door were full of various official carriages, crowded and crowded.

The guards of various officials, who were originally leaning on the side and chatting casually and jokingly, stopped when they saw an extremely luxurious carriage parked on the side of the road. .

After getting off the carriage, Yan Feiwen was busy leading the way. Yang Xuan asked Xiao Mei to wait in the car, and then followed Yan Feiwen to Xuanwen Mansion.

Wang Wu, as a close follower of Yang Xuan, follows closely.

Before approaching, the sounds of orchestras, drinking and music coming from the mansion are clearly audible, and the voices are full of excitement.

Yang Xuan coldly smiled, the danger that his eyes can't tell.

At the door, the guard guarding the gate saw Yan Feiwen with a dull expression on his face.

Who doesn’t know what is going on with this birthday gift today, but at this time, Yan Feiwen, who is the master, actually came, what kind of medicine is sold in this bottle gourd?

Although I thought so in my heart, but etiquette is indispensable, he hurriedly saluted Yan Feiwen and shouted: "His Royal Highness!"

Yan Feiwen ignored them and just stood there. At the door, respectfully gestured to Yang Xuan.

Several guards opened their eyes in surprise. He looked up and down Yang Xuan, wondering why Seventh Prince would be so respectful to him.

After a while, he reacted, remembering his responsibilities, and hurriedly said: "His Royal Highness, Eldest Prince has an order, not allowed..."

"Get out!" Yan Feiwen Coldly shouted, his voice was extremely cold, with the majesty of Supreme.

The guards were shocked by Yan Feiwen's imposing manner, and watched the three of them walk in.

Passing through the red lacquered gate, what you see is a spacious courtyard. At this time, in the courtyard, countless servant girls shuttle back and forth, sending all kinds of delicious food into the hall. .

Yan Feiwen moved to the side and let Yang Xuan walk in front. He was side by side with Wang Wu and followed Yang Xuan.

The three of them walked through the courtyard and walked into the banquet hall of Xuanwen Mansion. As soon as they entered the hall, Yang Xuan stopped, his eyes slowly swept over.

I saw dozens of tables in the hall lined up on both sides, neatly arranged, with a variety of dishes and wine, various officials and guests, drinking, having fun and talking.

In the middle of the hall, several beautifully dressed dancers are dancing lightly and gracefully for fun.

Yang Xuan suddenly sneered.

The sound of this sneer was not loud, but it was clearly sent to everyone’s ears. For a while, the hall was quiet, and everyone’s eyes were instantly focused on Yang Xuan. I was surprised.

Yang Xuan's gaze swept across slowly. Everyone felt as if a big mountain was pressing over him, as if they could not breathe for a while.

Everyone hurriedly bowed their heads to avoid Yang Xuan's gaze. While secretly guessing Yang Xuan's identity, they were shocked.

Yang Xuan's gaze passed through the hall and landed on the table of banquets led by him.

There are less than ten people sitting here, the first one is an old man with a red light face. He is not tall, with brilliant eyes between his eyes, and his breath is long and profound. Between breathing and breathing, The boundless power radiated out, similar to the Sun Chongming imposing manner of the day, it was an Innate expert.

Yang Xuan gave a long laugh, loudly said: “I heard Brother Xuanwen’s birthday today, I am happy for a moment, turn up without being invited, I hope to forgive me!”

Everyone is hearing This is all shocking. Once upon a time, did anyone dare to talk to Master Huguo like this?

The chief has a coldly snorted man with a back of a tiger and waist of a bear, loudly said: "who is the newcomer? Today is Master Xuanwen's birthday. Is it the average person who wants to come?"

Yan Feiwen just wanted to come forward to speak, but Yang Xuan waved his hand gently to stop him.

Yang Xuan glanced lightly at the man with the back of a tiger and waist of a bear, and ignored him, piercing the headed old man, indifferently said: "Presumably this is the Master Xuanwen?"

Xuanwen Li is also looking at Yang Xuan. He has long heard that Yan Feiwen is going out this time to invite an Innate expert.

At the same time, he also heard that this Innate expert is very young. He set foot in Innate when he was less than twenty years old. He was a genius and peerless.

Even though he was prepared in his heart, he still couldn't believe it when he really saw Yang Xuan. Is this youngster, who seems only sixteen or seventeen years old, really an Innate expert?

From Yang Xuan's body, he can't feel any shadow of Innate Qi, not to mention Innate Qi, even if it is inner strength, he can't feel it at all. He seems to be an ordinary person who doesn't know the slightest martial arts. Same.

However, when Yang Xuan stepped into the hall and watched Seventh Prince Yan Feiwen respectfully follow behind him, he had already determined Yang Xuan’s identity-exactly that A young Innate Master.

Hearing Yang Xuan talking, he couldn't help being frowned, and his face was unhappy. First he signaled the dancers to retreat, and then deliberately said: "Who are you?"

Yang Xuan face Expressionlessly said: "I'm next to Yang Xuan, I came in haste without preparing gifts. I hope Brother Xuanwen will forgive me!"

Xuanwen Li looked at Yang Xuan's expressionless face, his heart was slightly angry, and his face was slightly angry. Suddenly became gloomy and did not speak.