The gentle village by Yueming Lake is still full of guests tonight. No matter what happens in the capital, as long as it does not directly endanger the lives of the people, they can feel at ease and firmly believe that the capital will be unbreakable, because Langya is the world's largest city, and it is the strongest and safest place.

Perhaps such a stable life will make some people in the capital feel a little happy, no longer be wary of being prepared for danger in times of peace, and appear a little decadent, but it also proves in disguise that the capital of Jiangguo is indeed a place where people do not feel that there is danger.

But most of this is just in the cognition of ordinary people. No place in the world is absolutely safe. It is just that some people are silently blocking danger, so that the people can feel at ease on the surface.

However, although Langya City has experienced many things, it turns out that it is still indestructible.

On the second floor of Wenrou Township, Jiang Zihua sat on a chair in a room, holding a handful of melon seeds in his hand, spitting out the melon seeds in his heart, drinking a small wine, and sighing comfortably from time to time.

This room was obviously a woman's boudoir, with pink decorations everywhere, and the large dressing table was also filled with various precious rouge and powder.

The room was filled with a wonderful smell that was not scented.

It really makes people feel better.

Not far from the left side of Jiangzi painting, there is a blanket on the floor, a low wooden table, an incense jar filled with wisps of white smoke, and rice paper on the table. The girl Wu was kneeling on the blanket, holding a brush with her slender fingers, painting something very seriously.

The gentle village has always been a very quiet place. There is no loud noise in the building on the floor. Only when the guzheng sounds rise up, and only when the girls' graceful dance moves reach a wonderful place will there be a burst of cheers.

In the room on the second floor, although the sound outside was extremely small, for practitioners, they could naturally hear it clearly, but Jiang Zihua's mind was not there.

Although his mission is only to ensure that the people are not harmed in the arrest of monks outside the mountain, there are also many people who are doing the same task at each mountain gate. Of course, he appears in the gentle village to be lazy, but he also gives himself a good reason.

After all, the shore of Yueming Lake is a bustling place, especially at night when people gather, so his task can be regarded as the heaviest.

So he hid in Miss Wu'er's room with peace of mind, listening to the often-common sounds of piano, drinking wine, and eating pastries, which was so comfortable.

And while he was enjoying it, some movement from the outside world entered his perception. At that moment, Jiang Zihua's expression suddenly became serious, "Has it started?"

Although Jiang Zihua was enjoying a comfortable and lazy moment, his consciousness of wandering has always been wandering around the shore of Yueming Lake. Even if he was lazy, he could not really take the lives of ordinary people here as nothing.

Although the abnormal movements and stills outside are still far from the shore of Yueming Lake, they are still clearly captured by Jiang Zihua. Since crossing the threshold of the four realms, the distance he traveled during his silence has been greatly enhanced. Most of the capital can be seen in full view and no small details will be missed.

The sound of panic running in a corner, the sharp sound of sharp blades coming out of the sheath, and the sound of footsteps surrounding and gathering all came into his ears very clearly.

In his silence, many black shadows passed by one by one.

He was constantly approaching towards the East City Gate.

None of the people who were rushing in the dark had a weaker level than the four realms, which made Jiang Zihua secretly amazed her tongue.

Like his fourth senior brother Ning Haoran, he just followed the orders. In fact, he had no idea what was going on in the capital, but he just felt it was a bit unusual.

There are great monks in the four realms everywhere in the capital, or they have already started their actions. Under the calm surface, there are waves in secret.

Miss Wuer noticed the abnormality of Jiang Zi's painting at this moment. Because the sound of eating melon seeds suddenly stopped, she looked up in confusion and said, "What's wrong with you?"

Since the Zhang Chong incident occurred, Jiang Zihua helped Li Mengzhou to rescue her, and after a brief contact between the two, she became friends. Moreover, she knew very well the identity of Jiang Zihua's disciple in the palace. If she could get along well, she would have two backers in the powerful cultivation mountain gate of Ligong Sword Court.

In addition, with the protection of Yu everyone, as long as she doesn't want to, those rich children who want to be her guest of the curtain can only be discouraged and even respect Youjia.

So in recent days, Miss Wu'er's life has been very comfortable, and she can do what she likes without being disturbed.

Jiang Zihua silently took off the melon seed skin at the corner of her mouth, looked back at Miss Wu'er, and said, "The capital will be very uneasy tonight, and I hope it will not affect Yueming Lake."

Miss Wu frowned slightly and said, "There are no scammers in Langya City that are prohibited from fighting in the streets. There has not been any major incident in so many years. What do you mean?"

Miss Wu'er has never really come into contact with the world of practitioners, but even ordinary people know the rules of the capital against practitioners. In addition to not being able to kill ordinary people, large-scale battles in the street will be stopped. In this case, who dares to commit crimes knowingly?

Jiang Zihua said softly: "Although it is related to practitioners, it is not a private fight between practitioners. It has different meanings. Now there are practitioners hidden in every corner of the capital. Although they will not affect too many places, the war belonging to them has begun."

Miss Wu'er didn't understand this very much. She looked at Jiang Zihua and said, "Then why are you still sitting here?"

Jiang Zihua was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "This is the task assigned by my senior brother. I am holding my position, so of course I can't leave."

Miss Wu'er looked at him with a little doubt.

Jiang Zihua coughed lightly, turned her head and continued to eat melon seeds.

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When Li Mengzhou came back, he did not enter the city at the south city gate, but took a detour to the north city gate, because it was closer to Yue Shiting's mansion. Although the detour was not short, he still had to avoid the south city gate where Ning Haoran and other disciples of the Sword Academy were there.

In addition to not wanting to participate in the incident that happened in the palace, it is also because he doesn't want his actions to be noticed by too many people.

Gu Shiyan always eats his and lives his, but at some point it is still very reliable. According to her secret investigation in a very short time, she didn't know what methods she used to find out the identity of the middle-aged man sitting in a carriage outside the door of Yue Shiting's mansion.

The visitor of the Lu Wang Mansion is also a very powerful master around Qin Chengyi.

The master of the sword art is famous for the world - Song Yidao.

Of course, it is not a knife to give people, but the battles he experienced in all kinds of big and small can be determined with just one knife.

It is rumored that Song Yidao came from a secret sword sect. He was superb in his sword skills. When he was young, he faced two sword cultivators at the same time and was undefeated. At his thirty years old, he established his reputation as a master and became famous among the mountains and fields.

But at some point, Song Yidao gradually disappeared into the mountains and rivers, but it turned out that he was found by Prince Lu Qin Chengyi and became a visitor to the Lu Prince's Mansion. He was also a very close person around Qin Chengyi.

These things were told by Gu Shiyan to Li Mengzhou.

It’s not that she investigated so many things in such a short time, but that she happened to know something about Song Yidao.

Compared with Yue Shiting, Song Yidao is more dangerous.

Although they are both powerful people at the peak of the fourth realm, Song Yidao, as the master of Shanye, is far superior to Yue Shiting in terms of combat experience or other means.

Li Mengzhou didn't care how powerful Song Yidao was.

He only cares that Song Yidao is Qin Chengyi's disciple.

Song Yidao went to Yue Shiting's mansion in a carriage and said something to him. The problems here were enough to make Li Mengzhou think a lot.

When he arrived at the North City Gate, he saw a low wooden table at the city gate, with tea on it and a soft cushion behind it. On the cushion was a young man holding a book and reading carefully.

This is a very strange picture.

The soldiers guarding the city were a little far away from the young man reading. Because it was late at night, there were not many people leaving the city and entering the city. Sometimes one or two people appeared, but they all paid attention to the young man reading.

The soldiers guarding the city at the North City Gate checked very strictly against those who entered and left the city, and even if there were only one or two people, it would take a lot of time.

And none of this can disturb the young people reading books.

Although Li Mengzhou did not recognize the young man, the other party was wearing the costumes of the academy. Thinking of the fourth senior brother guarding the south gate, the person sent by the north gate of the academy would definitely not be very weak, and there was only one person.

Then the identity of the young man was about to emerge.

The swordsman in the academy, Bei Zangfeng!

He is a figure standing shoulder to shoulder with Shen Qiubai and the senior brother of the Sword Academy at the top of the younger generation of the Jiang Kingdom monk.

Bei Zangfeng, holding the book, did not have the sharpness of a swordsman, but Li Mengzhou would never think he was easy to bully. His calm and composed appearance itself showed a profound and unfathomable feeling.

Although Yue Shiting is also a strong man at the peak of the fourth realm, if he is really compared with the top three people in the younger generation of the Jiang Kingdom cultivator, he may not be able to win.

As if he noticed someone in front of him, Bei Zangfeng slowly put down the book in his hand, raised his head and looked at Li Mengzhou, was silent for a moment, and said with a soft smile: "Are you Li Mengzhou from Ligong Jianyuan?"

Li Mengzhou nodded slightly and asked in confusion: "Mr. Bei recognizes me?"

Bei Zangfeng smiled and said, "You know who I am, there is no reason I don't know who you are."

Although these words are a bit difficult to speak, they do seem to make some sense.

Li Mengzhou frowned and said, "The Bei Swordsman of the academy, not to mention in Jiang Kingdom, even in the whole world, there are very few people who don't know you. It's not surprising that I can recognize you, but I am just a small sword cultivator in the swordsman. It's strange that Mr. Bei recognizes me."

Bei Zangfeng said: "That was the past. Li Mengzhou from the Sword Academy was on the fifth floor of Panlong Banquet. He crossed the border with his peak cultivation level in the third realm to defeat the fourth realm's low-level Lu Changge. Even if it only took a few days, no one in the capital should not recognize your face."

Li Mengzhou touched his face, thinking that although his skin has become much whiter recently, he is still a little dark, and he is wearing a black dress and is not very old, so he is very good at cognition.

He was silent for a moment, bowed and said, "Mr. Bei appeared at the North City Gate because of the incident in the palace?"

Bei Zangfeng nodded and said, "There are similar mountain disciples at the four city gates. Chen Qiubai should be at the West City Gate. At present, as long as Xie Chunfeng from the East City Gate has some movement, it seems that outsiders in the mountain know clearly where the defense is weak."

Chen Qiubai at the West City Gate, Bei Zangfeng at the North City Gate, and Ning Haoran at the South City Gate, and Zhuo Bingchun is also present in the dark. In contrast, the East City Gate where Xie Chunfeng is located is indeed relatively weak.

Ning Haoran and Xie Chunfeng are indeed not comparable to Shen Bei, and Bei Zangfeng is not belittling Xie Chunfeng, but this is the case.

Compared to others, Xie Chunfeng is of course a very strong presence, but if he compares with Shen Bei and the others, he can only stay behind.

In the world within the threshold of the four realms, every step is a hurdle, and every time you cross a hurdle, your strength will increase exponentially, so even if it is a small realm, it cannot be compared.

No one can tell which stage of the peak of the fourth realm in Beizangfeng. In the early stage of breaking through the great realm, there will be some subtle differences. The peak of the fourth realm is a stage, and when it comes to the threshold of the fifth realm, it is another stage. Although it is within the same realm, it is also quite far away.

Ning Haoran and Xie Chunfeng have not yet reached the peak of the fourth realm, let alone contact with the threshold of the fifth realm.

Li Mengzhou looked at the young man in front of him who was still holding the book. He didn't know what was good about the book, but this was Bei Zangfeng's interest, so he naturally couldn't say anything.

Because of practicing "Silks of Silkworms", the distance between his spiritual consciousness is far beyond the limits that his own realm should have, so he can see everything in the entire capital, but it takes time to know what is happening in every corner. The capital is so big that he cannot see what is happening anywhere at any time.

At this time, on a certain street near the East City Gate, two black shadows were fleeing in a panic, followed by the military soldiers who were chasing each other. It was obvious that someone was following him silently to ensure that there would be no accidents in this operation.

Xie Chunfeng was right outside the East City Gate, and Lu Changge was still following him.

This place is not like the North City Gate, where only Bei Zangfeng is in charge.

In addition to Xie Chunfeng and Lu Changge, there are more than ten disciples who have entered the threshold of the fourth realm without falling into the mountains, as well as some powerful people in the military headquarters.

Xie Chunfeng held his sword with his arms, stood on the side outside the East City Gate, nodding slightly, and closing his eyes.

A night breeze blew across his cheeks and blew his hair. His eyes suddenly opened and a cold light shot out.

He looked sideways at the empty street in the city gate.

The four-level powerful men in the military headquarters also turned their attention to them at the same time.

Lu Changge and the other four disciples in Buluoshan reacted slowly. After all, they were only at the stage of entering the fourth level, so they were naturally not as good as those real strong people in the fourth level.
To be continued...