Dan Qingsheng and others treated Shen Yuanjing and Xiang Wentian as distinguished guests, so they told them in person that the banquet should be prepared more luxuriously.

The two were drinking tea in the living room. Dan Qingsheng took advantage of this and was fascinated by watching "Traveling in the Streams and Mountains". There was also a slutty man who was soft and hard to make a fuss, and he also got the "Ruyi Post" and watched it, dancing and dancing.

About half an hour, before the banquet started, Hei Baizi walked in and said to Shen Yuanjing: "Your Majesty Yufeng, I have another friend in my village. I want to ask you about your martial arts. I have to worry about you to go there again."

When Tu Biweng and Dan Qingsheng heard this, they jumped up at the same time and said happily: "Brother agrees?"

Shen Yuanjing glanced at Wentian, nodded when he saw him, and asked, "Can this man use a sword?" Hei Baizi was a little strange, but then he thought that Songshan was the sword sect, and he didn't take it seriously, and replied, "This senior is the best sword master in the world."

Shen Yuanjing looked satisfied and stood up to Wentian to pack up his calligraphy and paintings, saying, "Then let's compete with each other, let's go!"

Hei Baizi said, "Brother Tong, let's go with this person. You can invite a meal first. We will come back to accompany you in a short while."

Xiang Wentian shook his head and said, "This is not true. I don't know that in the Meizhuang, there is another master besides the four owners. The second owner of the manor does not invite this person to the hall to compete. I must be the one who is beside him!"

Danqing said angrily: "What does Brother Tong mean? Or can you trust me and how many of my brothers?" Xiang Wentian shook his head and did not argue: "It's not the case. It's the owners who are the ones who refuse to show their sincerity!"

Dan Qingsheng couldn't see Hei Baizi. The latter thought for a while and said, "It's not that I don't want to take Brother Tong to. This senior has lived in seclusion in the martial arts world for a long time, has a high reputation, is very strange and has a very strange temperament, and does not like the appearance of others when they see him."

Xiang Wentian said, "Then why did my brother compete with him?" Hei Baizi said, "We all wore a hood, only a pair of eyes were exposed, so no one could see anyone."

Xiang Wentiandao: "Then I'll wear a hood, otherwise this competition will be abandoned."

Hei Baizi hesitated for a while and said, "Brother Tong insisted on watching the fight on the spot, so he had to do this. But Brother Tong must ask him to answer something, and don't speak out from beginning to end." Xiang Wentian smiled and said, "It's not easy to pretend to be deaf and dumb?"

Hei Baizi led the way and came to Huang Zhonggong's Qin Hall. He saw a man in the room wearing a black cloth cover on his head. Hei Baizi walked up to him, bowed his head and whispered in his ear.

Huang Zhonggong shook his head and whispered a few words, obviously not willing to participate in Wentian. Hei Baizi nodded and turned around and said, "My elder brother thinks it's smaller than the sword, but if he annoyed that senior, it would be inconvenient. Let's give up this matter."

Danqing said angrily: "Brother Tong, you are too sensible. If we really have other plans, wouldn't it be enough to rush forward at this moment? What's more, it's going to take this big Zhou Zhang!"

Xiang Wentian laughed and said, "Okay, okay! Brother, you can compete here. I have some things that I have to take first. Let's meet in Jiaxing Prefecture."

When Tu Bi Weng heard that he was leaving, he immediately said, "If you want to leave first, how can that happen? Unless you leave Zhang Xu's calligraphy." Dan Qingsheng refused to let him go.

He asked Wentian: "Well, I will leave this calligraphy and painting on my brother!" Seeing Hei Baizi about to speak, he took out a thin piece of silk from his arms and put it in the package, saying, "I have prepared a chess record too."

He turned around and called Shen Yuanjing, and by handing the package, he stuffed a piece of paper, wrapped it in hard objects, and whispered in Shen Yuanjing's ear: "After you meet that person, try to secretly stuff the piece of paper together with the things in it into him, hahahaha!"

His tone was very serious, but there was always a smile on his face. Dan Qingsheng and others only said that he was still worried and told the Hu people to be careful and did not pay much attention.

After Xiang Wentian left, Huang Zhonggong said again: "Yufeng Envoy, no matter who wins or loses in this competition, please don't mention a word to outsiders."

Shen Yuanjingqi said, "Why is this? Can't even the brother Tong who came with me say?" Huang Zhonggong replied, "The news of that senior's life cannot be known by the Central Plains Martial Arts!"

Shen Yuanjing said again: "Can't even the brother Tong who came with me tell you?"

Huang Zhonggong nodded and said, "Of course! If you are willing, you still need to make a vow to the gods in your religion." Since he had heard of Persian Zoroastrianism, he knew that these believers valued gods the most and did not dare to disobey them at all.

Shen Yuanjing knew that this was the last consideration, so he said, "Okay!", and then made a seal, saying in Persian: "Burn my body, the blazing holy fire. What is the joy of life and what is the pain of death? Doing good and eliminating evil is only because of light. Joy, sorrow and sorrow are all returned to the dust. I pity my world, and there are so many worries!"

Huang Zhonggong did not understand Persian either, but when he heard that he looked solemn, pious and coherent, and his syllables were not like a fake, he was completely relieved. He took a black cloth cover and handed it to Shen Yuanjing, and brought a wooden sword.

Several people entered the inner room. Huang Zhonggong lifted the bedding and lifted the bedboard. There was an iron plate underneath with a copper ring on it. He held the copper ring and lifted it upwards, revealing a large and square hole, and said, "Please come with me, please come with me, sir." Then he jumped into the hole.

Shen Yuanjing jumped down and saw an oil lamp lit on the wall below, emitting a light yellow light. Wherever he was, he seemed to be authentic, and the three others including Hei Baizi followed one by one.

After about two feet of time, Huang Zhonggong took out the key and opened a stone door, then tilted the tunnel downwards, and then walked out dozens of feet, and opened another door, which was indeed made of iron.

The terrain was tilted downward and more than a hundred feet deep into the ground. Shen Yuanjing knew that he had reached the bottom of West Lake, so he followed Huang Zhonggong for several more turns. The third door was made of four doors, behind one iron door, a wooden door full of cotton wool, followed by another iron door and another panel door with cotton nails.

Shen Yuanjing thought: "I think Ren Woxing has great internal skills. This cotton wool is to absorb the palm power to prevent him from breaking the iron gate." After a dark tunnel, Huang Zhonggong stopped and lit the oil lamp on the wall. Under the glimmer of light, he saw another iron gate in front of him, with a hole about a square foot on the iron gate.

Huang Zhonggong said aloud to the Kong square: "Mr. Ren, the four brothers Huang Zhonggong are here to visit you." But no one inside agreed. Huang Zhonggong said again: "Mr. Ren, we have been visiting you for a long time, and I am very ashamed. Today I will tell you about a major event."

A heavy voice in the room cursed: "Go to your big and small matters! Let's go if you have bullshit, if you don't have fart, get out of here!"

Shen Yuanjing knew that Huang Zhonggong was trying to provoke him, but he couldn't help but go around in circles and suddenly spoke, "Several owners of the manor, are you the so-called masters like this crazy?" He shook his head and said, "If this place is hidden, this crazy man should be a major sinner of your sect. If I don't fight with him, wouldn't it be endless troubles if I accidentally killed him!"

Huang Zhonggong and the other two were stunned, but Ren Woxing scolded angrily: "Where did the bastard come from? You can't even speak in a vain. How dare you say your grandfather is a lunatic? Who wants to compete with you? Who can you kill again?"

Shen Yuanjing ignored him and said to Huang Zhonggong: "There is no successor to the martial arts world in the Middle Earth. Even a madman can be called the best swordsman in the world. The master of the big manor, let's go back." He walked away.
Chapter completed!