The moonlight flowed into the room through the window, and the tables and chairs next to the window were covered with a dark silver color.

Under the reflection of Yuehui, the simple decorations in the room were visible at a glance, but Yang Xiu was not seen on the bed. The two men in black looked at each other and saw the doubts in each other's eyes.

The companions in the corridor should have come in immediately after checking the situation. Why was there no movement? The two of them made gestures to each other, and the shorter man in black then tentatively opened the door, looked out, and then walked out.

Silently.

In the silence, the only sound in the man in black who was staying in the room heard was his breathing. After waiting for a while, he felt something strange. The man in black stepped out and wanted to open the door. He hesitated for a moment and stopped in the air, then turned around and walked quickly towards the window.

"Crack..."

At this moment, Wufeng from the wooden door of the room automatically made a strange friction sound. The man in black, facing the wooden door, moved abruptly, and his hair stood up because of shock. He immediately pulled out a short knife about a foot long from his waist and turned around like lightning.

The wooden door was half opened, but there was nothing outside the door, so where was there a half-person figure?

The man in black was unsure. He felt that the room was so weird that it was even more indifferent. He turned around and jumped out of the window.

Just as he took two steps, the man in black heard a sound of breaking through the air from his head, and subconsciously shrank his neck.

"Bang!"

Yang Xiu fell from the sky, and kicked the man in black from top to bottom on the shoulder, lowering the opponent's body. Then he raised his legs to avoid the opponent's short knife that was cut back. Yang Xiu turned over and fell to the ground, fighting with the opponent.

"Sharp!"

The weapons between the two sides were intersecting, and the sparks bursting had a different beauty in the moonlight. Yang Xiu was surprised at the sharpness of the other party's short sword, but the man in black was frightened by Yang Xiu's quick movements and barbaric force.

At this time, the man in black wanted to eat and peel off the person in charge of collecting intelligence in the sect: Who said that this kid only has the first level of body tempering? If this kid hadn't been perfected in the third level, I would have eaten this knife!

Even though he was upset, the man in black had to face reality.

The two of them fought like a whirlwind for several rounds, and the small room was upside down. I don't know who slapped the wooden table in the middle.

"drink!"

After a while, Yang Xiu shouted suddenly, and a foot thrust on the other party's chest. The man in black was kicked and rolled in the air, flew backwards from the window, and fell to the river beach with a "bang!"

Yang Xiu slapped a defensive talisman on his body, jumped down the river beach, looked at the man in black and laughed, carried the white deer sword on his shoulder, and said, "Brother, still want to buy the talisman? Just say it, isn't it appropriate to go to a private house at night~"

After hearing Yang Xiu's words, the man in black simply took off his headscarf, exposed his silver hair and a ferocious face. It was the old man from the Xianmo Sect who came to buy Taoist talismans during the day.

The old man didn't respond, but just stimulated two Taoist talismans in succession, turned around and ran away without saying a word. Yang Xiu hurriedly caught up with the other party and kicked the other party to the ground. Yang Xiu used 80% of his strength, and it was estimated that the old man's ribs had been broken several times.

After experiencing all the past, Yang Xiu owes a good impression of the Xianmo Sect, and now he is bullied at my doorstep?

These people are really limited in their skills. Yang Xiu silently dealt with the two followers in the corridor, then sneaked into the door and hid on the beam of the room, and easily cooked the other party.

Looking at the old man struggling and crying on the ground, Yang Xiu sneered and walked towards the other party.

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The main peak of Tianshu Mountain.

The main hall, which is more than five feet tall, is sitting halfway up the mountain. From a distance, it looks like a mountain growing out of thin air from the top of the hall.

The red tiles shine with charming luster in the sun, contrasting with the magnificent tall buildings. Nine red giant pillars remained towering in the floating clouds and mist, like the legendary Nine Heavens Palace, not like the atmosphere of the world.

The steps built by layers of white stones are radially scattered to the foot of the mountain in a radial shape, standing at the foot of the mountain, just looking up at it is almost suffocating.

This was the first time Yang Xiu saw the main hall of the Tianshu Pavilion, and he was completely shocked. This project volume is hard to match any building on Earth since ancient times and present... I wonder what kind of grand scene it would have been on the mountain when the Tianshu Pavilion was at its peak.

The disciple who led the way in front of him did not say a word and took Yang Xiu up the thousand-story stairs. The old black horse carried three tied men in black and followed Yang Xiu to the highest point of the stairs.

When he arrived at the entrance of the hall, Yang Xiu pinched his face, and his relaxed and happy expression immediately changed to a bitter face, and then he led the old dark horse in.

After entering the gate, Yang Xiu realized that it was much smaller than he thought, just an ordinary living room. On the first seat was an old man with white hair and beard, who was the head of Tianshu Pavilion, Old Zhuji.

This was the first time Yang Xiu saw Old Man Zhu Ji. When he suddenly saw an old man who was well maintained, he didn't look like he was domineering and was more or less disappointed.

Li Xuanfeng and Master Fu Yun sat aside, and the inner disciples led by Liu Wenzhong were lined up on both sides. Lin Shuangchen stood behind Master Fu Yun, and his beautiful eyes stayed on Yang Xiu for a moment, and soon turned his gaze to the three people on the horse's back.

The visitor from Xianmo Sect sat on the right hand of the old man Zhuji. The bald head should be Liu Kunshan, the second elder of Xianmo Sect, and the human demon Ouyang Jianqing was also among them.

Yang Xiu greeted everyone one by one, reached out and pulled the three men in black off the horse's back, "Bang bang bang!" was still on the ground, and said with a bitter face: "Report to the head, these three people trespassed into Liushu Hall last night, and they hit people when they saw me!"

After saying that, Yang Xiu rolled up his pants, revealing a piece of obvious bruise on his calf, and said angrily: "Look, I have all been injured. If I hadn't fought to the death, I wouldn't have seen the sun today..."

Everyone looked a little weird when they listened to Yang Xiu's tears. Especially the people from the Xianmo Sect, they looked at Yang Xiu who was jumping around, and then looked at the three men in black who were humming and squeaking on the ground, with their faces a little black.

Lin Shuangchen was a little worried that he, a lazy apprentice, was relieved, but his mouth was slightly raised by Yang Xiu's ruffled appearance, which was very pretty.

Today, Lin Shuangchen was dressed in military uniform and was already heroic. His smile was like an orchid blooming in the snow, making many disciples who had been secretly following Lin Shuangchen look straight.

True Man Fu Yun also noticed the changes in his eyes of his disciples around him, and turned his face to look. Lin Shuangchen lowered his head slightly when he saw this, curled his smile, and restored his expression of no sorrow or joy.

True Man Fu Yun's face was as deep as water. He looked back at Yang Xiu with an exaggerated expression, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Okay, we have already made it clear. Yang Xiu, please go to the door and wait." Old Zhu Ji's face was cold, he glanced at Liu Kunshan beside him, and then waved to Yang Xiu.

"yes."

Yang Xiu bowed respectfully to the old man Zhuji, then turned around, and walked out in the eight-character steps. The old dark horse was following the same thing, raising his head and shaking his big butt, following Yang Xiu, and his tail was almost thrown to the sky.

Now even the disciples of Tianshu Pavilion in the house couldn't help laughing, and many people lowered their heads and covered their mouths and laughed. Liu Kunshan and others' expressions became worse, especially Ouyang Jianqing. Looking at Lin Shuangchen with a calm expression, he looked at Yang Xiu who walked out of the hall, his eyes flashed and wondering what he was thinking.

...

Last night, he captured the three of them without much effort. This matter was a diplomatic incident of all sizes, and there must be someone instructing him to kill people directly and silence him. Yang Xiu chose the safest method and notified Lin Shuangchen as soon as possible.

The three of them never mentioned the purpose of sneaking into Liushu Hall. Yang Xiu could actually guess one thing. The other party should have discovered that the ink traces on the Taoist talisman was unique and wanted to find clues from Yang Xiu.

As a famous sect that started with the "Five Thunder Mo", it would be reasonable to be able to detect abnormalities. However, Yang Xiu was not worried at all. If these people could analyze the ingredients and refining methods from the solidified ink marks, it would be a damn thing.

Let the big guys argue about the rest.

Standing outside the hall, looking around, mountains of all sizes poked their heads out of the sea of ​​clouds, like small islands in the vast ocean, floating and impermanent. Yang Xiu sat on the steps, holding a book called "Tongzhou Differences" and enjoyed it.

"Brother Yang Xiu?"

Yang Xiuzheng buried his head in his book, and a familiar voice came from his ear, and he turned his head to look.

There were two people standing behind him. The short and fat man named Shi, and the man named Singer, who looked like a bamboo pole next to him, was both servile disciples of the Spirit Beast Hall of the Heavenly Book Pavilion. Yang Xiu often went to the Spirit Beast Hall to buy some other food for the old black horse, and became familiar with these two.

After a greeting between the two sides, Yang Xiu realized that the two were sent to visit the mounts of the Xianmo Sect, which appeared in the main hall.

"I said it was you, Lao Xin doesn't believe it, haha~"

Schwar looked very happy, rubbing his hands constantly, his face flushed, "Well, Yang Xiu, I heard you are selling talismans?"

Schwar spoke intermittently and looked very nervous. Yang Xiu checked his expression and quickly understood the other party's meaning.

Now Yang Xiu’s Taoist talisman is a hot item. It may not be available for reservations a few days in advance. Moreover, he is kind and kind, and "makes waves" from it. The price has risen even more. Most of the outer disciples and errand disciples can no longer buy them, and they cannot afford Taoist talismans in Liushutang.

"I have a young son who has a much better talent in cultivating immortals than me."

Schwar said embarrassedly: "Brother Yang, can you give me some Taoist talismans and return them to you after I have saved enough money? I will use this thing to mortgage it."

As he spoke, Schwa took out a jade pendant from his pocket and stuffed it into Yang Xiu's hand without saying a word.

The jade pendant also has body temperature, and its whole body is green and watery. Judging from Yang Xiu's perspective of studying antiques for many years, it is definitely a beautiful piece of jade.

Moreover, the jade was carved into a pair of phoenixes, with superb carving techniques, and it is not inferior to those treasures handed down from ancient China. Unfortunately, no matter how good the quality is, it is just a thing of the world and has no use for immortal cultivators.

"This jade pendant is of great quality and is worth a lot of money. Why don't you sell it?" Yang Xiu asked in confusion.

"Brother Yang, do you understand jade? Alas, this thing is not worth a few spirit stones even if it is sold,"

Schwar shook his head helplessly and sighed: "It's better to find a way to change some Taoist talismans and useful immortal scriptures, which will help my son's cultivation more."

Schwar is talking about the truth. It is actually not cost-effective to buy spirit stones in gold and silver. The family is as wealthy as Liu Xian, and there are very few spirit stones purchased with silver every month. If you want to use silver to pave the way for cultivation, you can only end up being left with a house with only one wall.

Singer next to him also spoke out and said, "Yes, yes, Brother Yang, we all know about you. Last time you rejected the people from Fanjing Mountain in person, I am right next to you, you are definitely a man! And the children of the old Shi family are really amazing..."

"I understand. Go get paper and pen, I'll write a few for you." Yang Xiu rubbed the jade pendant, suddenly raised his head to interrupt the other party's words, and said with a smile.

The two were stunned when they heard this and looked at Yang Xiu in disbelief. Seeing Yang Xiu urging him to get the pen, Singer then cheered and ran to the distance, and was called back by Yang Xiu and rode the old dark horse.

Schwarze thanked Yang Xiu for his gratitude. If it weren't for Yang Xiu's stopping, he would have knelt down and kowtowed.
Chapter completed!