Xi'an is located in the Guanzhong Plain, facing the Wei River in the north and the Qinling Mountains in the south. Since the Zhou Dynasty, many dynasties have built their capitals here, and have the reputation of "the imperial state in Qin since ancient times". (The most stable,.) Xi'an was called Chang'an in ancient times, and it was also known as Xidu, Xijing, Daxingcheng, Jingzhaocheng, etc. In the second year of Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty, Fengyuan Road was abolished and established Xi'an Prefecture, and the city was named after it. However, regardless of the martial arts of the court, the country is still called "Chang'an". There are many ancient sites in Chang'an, including the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, the Small Wild Goose Pagoda, the Stele Forest, the ancient city wall, the bell tower, the drum tower, the Grand Mosque, etc. There are many imperial relics, which are the well-deserved largest city in the northwest region. In the third year of Hongwu, Zhu Yuanzhang divided the kings and named the second son Zhu Zhi as the King of Qin, and his fief was Xi'an.

Hu Xiaotian and his party crossed the Wei River and approached the ancient capital along the official road. From a distance, they saw the towering city walls with a sensation and almost everyone showed excitement. Except for Song Qian and Nangong Qiu, other disciples of the Demon Sect came to this famous city in the northwest for the first time. They could not contain their excitement and whispered to each other.

Mo Yu, who was responsible for the front station, stood by the road early. When he saw Hu Xiaotian and others appear, he hurriedly led people to meet him. There were many people on the road, and the two sides didn't say much after meeting him. They gathered together and continued to head towards the city. Mo Yu quietly approached Hu Xiaotian and whispered the important news he had heard in the past few days. It was nothing more than the arrival of a certain family head in Chang'an, or the fighting between a certain gang and a certain sect, which was basically related to the five-sect alliance. Not only were the leading figures in the northwest martial arts world gathered in Chang'an, but also representatives from the major forces in the Central Plains martial arts world. The most famous ones were Qingxuzi, the head of the Wudang sect, Zuo Yiding, the eldest disciple of the Beggars' Sect, and Songshan Sword Sect

The head of the sect, Pan Qian, the head of the Huashan Sword Sect, Wu Qiuhong, and the elder Huitong of Shaolin Temple. These famous Baidao heroes were invited to participate in the Five Clan Alliance Conference and witness the birth of the new leader. It is said that Ji Haoming, the number one young master of Baidao, who is known as the "Jade-faced Dragon", will also attend. So many masters gathered in Chang'an, and the elite figures of the five major families themselves, can be said to be a gathering of stars and shining brightly. Of course, in the secret, the northwest underworld will not be calm. In order to compete for the mysterious iron secret map, Camel demon, Li Wanjie, Xiang Hu and others are ready to move. Li Xuaner, the demon girl of Baiyun Sect, is resentful of Hu Xiaotian and may not be willing to give up.

Hu Xiaotian asked: "How dare Ji Haoming be called the 'No.1'. What is the origin of this? Do others have no objections?" Mo Yu said: "Young master, Ji Haoming is unknown. He came out three years ago. Whether it is a competition or a battle, he has never lost after more than 70 battles. He even killed the 15th master of the gangster ranking eight months ago, the 'Little Pluto' Iron Shark, and became a recognized leader in the White Dao Martial Arts World.

"Shut down, revealing a strange look, and said, "Rumors from the world, Ji Haoming fell in love with a woman from the Tang Sect, so he came to Chang'an to attend the conference. Perhaps he would propose a marriage contract with the head of the Tang family in person." Hu Xiaotian's heart was beating, and he felt a little difficult to breathe. He gritted his teeth and said, "Who is the person surnamed Ji who wants to marry?" Mo Yu glanced at Hu Xiaotian carefully and whispered: "It is said that this woman is a child from the Tang Sect's side, named Tang Xue."

Tang Xue

This name is like a muffled thunder, slamming over Hu Xiaotian's head, making his heart turbulent and he could hardly control himself. Since he parted four years ago, he has never seen this girl who has a deep love for him again. Those memories that he deliberately buried deep in his heart flashed through his mind like a revolving lamp. He met on a rainy night, met in the wild, and the affectionate kiss that he would never forget. At first, he only regarded Tang Xue as a sister of a different surname, and his heart was mostly pity. However, he was involved in the world and would be trapped in the depths of the ground. Tang Xue boldly expressed his feelings and took the initiative to kiss, so the relationship between the two became ambiguous and complicated. Later, because of Yi Wufeng's relationship, he almost fell into the world and was trapped in the depths of the ground. Tang Xue boldly expressed his feelings and took the initiative to kiss, so the relationship between the two became ambiguous and complicated. Later, because of Yi Wufeng's relationship, he was almost in absent and complicated.

He died and became a disciple of Xuanzong. He practiced hard in Xuefeng Jueling for three years and completely lost contact with Tang Xue. Even after going down the mountain, he received the help of Tang Xue's biological father Tang Bowen and promised him to take care of Tang Xue, but because of the sensitive identity of the disciple of the Demon Cult, he did not deliberately inquire about Tang Xue's recent situation. (. Win phone bill,) After several years of separation, Hu Xiaotian himself had married his wife, but when he heard that she might marry someone, a heart-wrenching pain spread throughout his body, arousing a little anger and arousing a little murderous intent. A terrible thought suddenly popped out of his mind - Tang Xue is my woman, and he will kill whoever wants to rob me.

Hu Xiaotian's expression suddenly changed, and his murderous aura was faintly revealed. Mo Yu was shocked and quickly reminded him softly, "Young Master, Young Master". Hu Xiaotian woke up in time and restrained the murderous aura on his body. However, he was still extremely awkward in his heart. He whispered: "Collection of all the news about Ji Haoming for me immediately, especially to find out the origin of this person. In addition, he also sent someone to pay attention to the trends of the Tang Sect and report to me as soon as possible." Mo Yu is a character with a clear mind. He guessed a few points of the inside story. His expression became more and more respectful, and said: "Yes."

When I entered the city, I saw crowds of people, many business shops, and the chessboard-shaped streets were spacious and atmospheric. The courtyards of the luxury houses and courtyards were filled with the ancient style of the imperial city, and the ancient monuments left by the previous dynasty could be seen everywhere. The group of people turned around and came to a large mansion near the East Gate to live in. This courtyard was rented in advance by Mo Yu and his friends. The area was more than ten acres, with a large courtyard and a large number of rooms, which was enough to arrange all the people. Song Qian was very satisfied and praised Mo Yu and others. There were mixed fish and dragons in Chang'an City. If it was too inconvenient to stay in an inn and hostel, it would be better to live alone.

The people and horses settled separately and set up guards on duty, so some people arranged these things well. Since Pan Ling'er, Su Haoran, Nangong Qiu and others had not healed their internal injuries, they washed up and went back to their room to rest one by one, but did not go out to explore the prosperous night view of Chang'an City.

Hu Xiaotian visited and comforted Pan Ling'er and returned to his residence, but felt irritable and restless. Every time he thought of the three words "Ji Haoming", he would be in a murderous intent. Such abnormal anxiety made him frightened and shocked. He immediately realized that this was an yin and yang disorder and a sign of invasion of the inner demon. The "World-Destroying Overlord Art" was overbearing and fierce. Practitioners must absorb the Xuanyin energy in time to maintain the balance of the Yin and Yang energy in their body, otherwise they would easily become a demon. They would either become a killing madman or become a peerless yin demon, and would never have any good ending. With the ability of Xuanzong to understand the sky and earth, they would still be trapped on the top of the snow-capped mountain. It is conceivable how terrible the consequences of mental out of control are. Even the leader of the Demon Sect, who is known as the number one master of the underworld, is afraid of it.

Hu Xiaotian rubbed his colorful phoenix jade pendant that he had collected for many years. When he recalled Tang Xue's unparalleled face, he couldn't help but shake his head and smiled bitterly. A thread of love from the past became the culprit of the invasion of the inner demon today. In fact, a few months ago, Hu Xiaotian had sent someone to the Ming Cult General Hall to ask for the "Ten Thousand Years of Ice Soul" from the saint of Ming Cult, Yun Daier, so that he could wear it day and night to keep his mind awake. However, the Ming Cult General Hall is far away in the Kunlun Mountains, and the journey is long. It took him a long time to go and go. Until he left Lanzhou, he still did not get the Ten Thousand Years of Ice Soul. Along the way, the yang energy accumulates more and more. In addition, he experienced bloody battles two days ago, and was touched by the incident of Tang Xue today. The ** in his heart who was eager to vent suddenly became very strong, and he could not even suppress the Buddhist mantra.

Hu Xiaotian opened the window and let the cold night wind blow, and the hot murderous intent in his heart did not diminish at all. He had a deep conversation with Chi Yan, knowing that this ** should be loose rather than blocked. The more you suppress and control it, the stronger the rebound in the future. What's more, it took several months to go to the capital for thousands of miles. If you keep being so stuffy, your yang energy is too strong and you won't get into a demon, it would be a strange joke in the history of the Demon Cult.

The night is like ink, covered by thick clouds, and there is no trace of stars and moonlight, only the lights in the distance flash faintly.

Hu Xiaotian was about to close the window, and when he glanced out of his eyes, he saw many night walkers quietly passing through the sky, and the directions they were running were surprisingly consistent, all in the south of Chang'an City. If Hu Xiaotian had not practiced the ability to heavenly eyes, how could he see clearly at such a dark and dark moment? His heart moved, was there a big thing happening in the south? But at this moment, he was practicing bans and practicing internal lightness, and even if he was determined to investigate, he would be helpless.

Chang'an Night is destined to be peaceful.

After dawn the next day, Song Qian was in charge, and multiple groups of people were hand-disguised and dispatched to the city to systematically collect information inside and outside the city. Whether for the sake of their own safety or to prepare for the regaining of the mysterious iron map, controlling the current situation and trends is the most critical. Before the situation is clear, it is not advisable to make arbitrary decisions. Otherwise, if you take a wrong step and get angry, they will not be able to get out of Chang'an City. Chang'an is the number one city in the northwest, and of course there are disciples of the Demon Cult secretly stationed, but the person in charge here is the cold-faced Shura Xiang Hu. Xiang Hu supports Zhan Feng, the second disciple of Xuanzong, and the same force as Hu Xiaotian, and it is impossible for him to cooperate with each other.

Anyway, there was nothing wrong with the people, and Pan Ling'er and others still needed some time to recover from their injuries. Hu Xiaotian simply changed into a literati dress and asked the guards to prepare gifts to visit the great scholars in the city. His apparent identity was the young master of "Sheng Jingxing" in Lanzhou, and a scholar who was ordered to go to Beijing to take the candidates for officials. According to the literary customs at that time, every time he passed by, Confucian scholars who had not made any fame and reputation would have to visit famous local scholars as disciples and ask for advice on their knowledge. Some Confucian scholars

He also prepared poetry, calligraphy and painting in advance. When visiting the door, he took the opportunity to ask the other party to comment on the inscriptions, and was proud of this. Hu Xiaotian temporarily wanted to visit the great scholars in the city. First, he wanted to understand the current situation of the officialdom and the standards of the court's employment, second, he wanted to understand the customs and customs of Chang'an, third, he wanted to stay here for many days. If he did not visit the literary seniors according to the rules, he would be a big stain when he was an official in the future and would be labeled as "precious and arrogant, without a teacher."

Hu Xiaotian was generous, and his speech and behavior were far more mature and steady than his peers. In addition, he was knowledgeable. In just two days, the scholars and scholars in the city all knew that a new scholar in Lanzhou had arrived. Those famous scholars who received generous gifts praised Hu Xiaotian, saying that he knew etiquette, knew advance and retreat, was light on money, and was careless of life and death. The only disadvantage was that he was not good at music. The six arts of gentlemen, etiquette, music, archery, calligraphy, and number of gentlemen, were all necessary to master. In addition to sighing, they could only say that gold was not pure and no one was perfect. Hu Xiaotian was diligent in practicing swords and exercises in the past, so how could he have time to appreciate music? He did not explain much about this, and when someone asked, he mentioned it, he would naturally be happy and would not take the initiative to show his ugly words.

It cleared for several consecutive days, and the snow had been clear. On this day, the weather was high and cool. Hu Xiaotian made an appointment with several Confucian scholars he had just met and went to visit Tan Zaiqin, a famous scholar in the northwest. Tan Zaiqin was famous for his calligraphy and articles. He served as an official of the Yuan Dynasty. After the rise of the Ming Dynasty, he adhered to the concept of "Ming ministers do not serve the two masters", and repeatedly declined the invitation of the imperial court to serve as local officials, and educated his children at home. When Qin Wang Zhu Ren heard of Tan Zaiqin's reputation, he sent someone to force him to enter the palace and teach his children the classics. From then on, he became the teacher of the Qin princes and princesses. Because of this identity, many unfamous Confucian scholars wanted to curry favor with him, and then took the line of the Qin King and became the upstart in Chang'an City.

The Tan Mansion is not large in size, but it is better than elegant and quiet. It is an old house with a very old age, surrounded by blue bricks and gray tiles and ancient trees. Hu Xiaotian and his five members threw in the assassination and asked the accompanying guards to offer the prepared gifts. After waiting for a while, a gray-haired old servant quickly came out and politely invited everyone to the mansion to discuss in detail.

When they entered the living room, everyone sat down separately, and a servant in green clothes served hot tea and snacks. Hu Xiaotian looked up and saw a plaque hanging on the high part of the hall, "Indifferent and clear ambitions". On the white wall on the left was a cursive script, with a pen flowing like dragons and snakes, iron hooks and silver strokes. It was written in "Guanzi. Bayan": "A sage can assist the time, but cannot violate the time. Those who know good plans are not as good as those who are good at it. Those who are good at it have fewer days and more achievements. If you have no master's plan, you will be trapped, and if you are not prepared, you will be able to do things. Therefore, the sage king should be prepared and be careful to keep the time to prepare for the time and to promote things in the present." On the right wall, there is a long-spin ink and water landscape painting with vast brushwork and distant charm. At first glance, it is from the hands of famous masters.

A scholar named Sun, accompanied by a peer, said: "The good characters have the unique structure of Huaisu, and the rules are available, and the strong character of Mi Xiangyang. It is a bit of Mi Xiangyang's strong spirit. It must be from the hands of Master Tan. How wonderful it is." Another scholar named Wang echoed: "Tan Master's calligraphy is the best in the northwest, and the rumors are indeed true, but it is a magical brush." ​​Since the calligraphy comments were taken first, the two scholars named Zhao who had not spoken yet turned to comment on the painting: "Brother Zihua, look at this landscape painting with an ancient style and a strong temperament. Could it be written by everyone in the Southern Song Dynasty? The signature seal is blurred and it is difficult to distinguish the name of the author, which is very regretful." "Brother Gonghua, I look at the charm of his brushwork, which is very similar to Ma Yuan's painting skills." The four of them said one by one, and they were talking about calligraphy and painting, as if no one was around. Hu Xiaotian smiled slightly, but he didn't say much.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of footsteps, and a middle-aged man, who was nearly fifty years old, walked slowly into the living room. He was slender and handsome, and his bookish spirit was very strong while he looked around. He had a gentle temperament described in ancient books. He had fine crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, revealing his calmness and calmness after experiencing the ups and downs of the world. His eyes swept, and several scholars who were talking loudly immediately stopped their voices, stood up with Hu Xiaotian, and greeted him respectfully. The visitor was Tan Zaiqin, a famous scholar in Chang'an.

Tan Zaiqin returned a greeting, signaling the guests to sit down, and said lightly: "Dear young talents to visit together, Tan is very honored. There is nothing valuable at home, so he has to give each person a poem written in his own handwriting. I hope you don't want to dislike it." After saying that, the two servants held several calligraphy scrolls and placed them next to everyone's hands.

Everyone was overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly. Except for Hu Xiaotian, the other four people were prepared, and they took out the poems and essays prepared in advance and presented them to Tan Zaiqin, asking him to comment. Tan Zaiqin did not comment. He looked at Hu Xiaotian, who was sitting upright like a bell, and asked, "Is your grandfather Hu Xiaotian, a scholar in Lanzhou who has been very popular recently?" Hu Xiaotian bowed and said, "Is it a young student who replied to the wise and is a young student." Tan Zaiqin gently caressed his long beard and nodded, "The temperament is good, and he is introverted. No wonder many people have mentioned your name in front of me. Are you coming to Chang'an to visit relatives and friends, or to seek a background?" Hu Xiaotian said, "The student went to the capital in response to the imperial edict.

, Participate in this year's election exam for the selection of officials. Seeing Chang'an prosperous and prosperous, I stayed for a few days. First, I met fellow literary friends, and second, I came to visit all the teachers and commanders to listen to the teachings of the elders." Tan Zaiqin said, "Since you have been recommended to go to the capital, and your future is great, I will not have much trouble. In fact, the King of Qin is eager to be talented. If you can experience the Qin Palace for a few years, you can also stand alone." Hu Xiaotian was unmoved, but the others were so anxious that they scratched their heads and hurriedly said, "Mr. Tan, we are in love with the world and are willing to seek welfare for the people. Please recommend it to His Highness the King of Qin." Tan Zaiqin smiled slightly and said, "I will talk about it after I have read your poems and essays."

Everyone greeted for a while, and when it was almost noon, they stood up and said goodbye according to the rules. Tan Zaiqin naturally would not see the guests out in person, but still ordered his personal servant to see him off. Hu Xiaotian and others had not yet walked out of the Tan mansion, but heard the sound of hooves outside the door. A team of fast horses rushed to the outside of the Tan mansion to stop. Then the door opened, and six or seven girls with bright eyes and bright clothes entered one after another. They all held horse whips, cloaks on their backs, and horse boots on their feet, and their small waists were tightly tied, which highlighted the charm of youth. The head girl had a noble forehead, a silver plate, tall and long legs, and a tall and straight chest. Her black and transparent eyes were arrogant and full of wealth and grandeur all over her body, which was much different from Lei Li's wild nature.

Those scholars have never seen such a beautiful and noble girl. Some of them are obsessed with their eyes, while others are blushing and helpless, and their hearts are shaking.

The beautiful woman glanced over her eyes and saw the ugly appearance of these people. She frowned and said disdainfully: "Where are you from the countryside? Don't you understand the principle of not being polite?" Hu Xiaotian didn't want to pay attention to this arrogant girl, but when she saw her companion was humiliated, she somehow rushed to the door with anger and said coldly: "I'll go in without invitation and speak arrogantly. Could it be that your elders have taught you etiquette?" She said in a secret voice, but she was not good. This is another disaster caused by the yin and yang imbalance.

The beautiful woman didn't expect that someone would dare to confront her in public. Her eyebrows stood up and said angrily: "What a courageous person, you dare to humiliate my father. You don't want to live anymore." She raised her whip and whipped her over.

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