The Ten Directions of Heaven and Earth

"Sorry for disturbing the young master's practice. It was my sister who asked us to protect the young master..."

A woman's voice sounded outside. Xiao Chen stood up slowly and said coldly, "Xiao doesn't need anyone to protect you. You go back."

"But……"

The woman was still hesitant. At this moment, a gust of cold wind blew, causing the window to tremble. The four women immediately shivered. Even through the window screen at this moment, they seemed to be able to feel the two cold eyes in the room. , and then slowly retreated into the distance.

After the four women outside left, Xiao Chen sat down cross-legged again and continued to try to practice, but no matter what, it was difficult to feel the mystery of Nascent Soul.

He remembered that his master once said that the most mysterious thing in cultivation is the unity of heaven and man, but in order to achieve the state of unity of heaven and man, the Nascent Soul must break through some kind of imprisonment, so that the Nascent Soul can interact with the world. He can create a world, and he is the master of this world. All the laws of this world are derived from himself.

By that time, even mortals can be on par with immortals, compete with the heavens, and no longer be subject to many constraints in the world. Even the gods and Buddhas of the three realms will be afraid... It is said that the Qing Emperor thousands of years ago will It has reached a state that no one can reach.

Sighing softly, Xiao Chen slowly stood up and walked to the window. Looking at the cold moonlight on the treetops in the yard, he couldn't help but feel a little more sad. Now he didn't know where Weiyang was, and the people who organized Tianmen were also fighting. but……

The cold wind is blowing, the shadows of the trees are dancing, and the moonlight is all over the ground, it seems like an unsolvable sorrow.

…

After a night, Xiao Chen was still practicing quietly in his room. Around noon, there was a sudden noise outside. I don't know what happened.

At this time, a boy carrying a basin passed by in the corridor outside the house. Xiao Chen asked, "Little brother, what is happening outside?"

When the clerk heard someone calling him in the room, he immediately stopped, tilted his head and looked into the room, and said, "It seems... something happened over there at Fengmanlou. Would you like to go and have a look, sir?"

"The wind fills the building..."

Xiao Chen walked out of the room. When the boy saw him, he felt a palpitation in his heart for some unknown reason. Then he shivered all over and froze in place.

Xiao Chen ignored him and left the inn. After a while, he came near Fengmanlou and saw that the street was full of people, all whispering about something.

"Have you heard? Yesterday evening, the Seventh Young Master of Poison Dragon Castle was actually killed in Nancheng. The method was outrageous."

"Being killed in your own place? Who is so capable?"

"I don't know, I heard it was a man in black robe..."

"The man in black robe...hey! There is a man in black robe over there. Does it look like him to you?"

"When you say it like this, it sounds like... Go, go, go, go."

…

Xiao Chen walked towards Feng Manlou. For some reason, people on both sides of the street avoided him when they saw him.

Arriving not far from Fengman Tower, I saw people standing in front of the building. There were more than a dozen people from Poison Dragon Fort, led by an old man in gray robes and an old man in green clothes with a white beard.

The old man in gray robe was constantly arguing with the people in Fengmanlou, but the old man in green stood aside, with his eyes closed the whole time, his hands in his sleeves, and he never said a word. He looked very profound. Unpredictable.

At this moment, Yao Ji finally came out. When people in Fengmanlou saw her coming out, they finally breathed a sigh of relief, "I have met Lady Yao Ji."

"Stand back."

Yao Ji looked unusually calm and calm. She came outside and smiled softly at the gray-robed old man, "Sir, you brought someone to my Fengmanlou today. I don't know what's going on."

When the old man in gray robe saw her coming out, his eyes became even colder, and he said coldly, "People don't speak secretly. If Feng Manlou doesn't want to break the rules, he will hand that person over."

"That person... I wonder who the gentleman is talking about?"

Yao Ji still smiled and pretended not to know. The old man in gray robe said coldly, "That man killed the seventh son of the castle lord. You can't protect him unless you want to break the rules."

As soon as these words came out, many people nearby were shocked. It turned out that the man who killed the seventh son of Poison Dragon Castle yesterday actually came to Fengmanlou. No wonder Poison Dragon Castle came to ask for someone today.

The crowd immediately started talking in low voices. In the past, Dingfeng City was very chaotic, and murders often occurred. So later, the three major forces in Dingfeng City set a rule. If someone came in and killed someone from a certain force, No one, no matter who he is, will be protected by the other two forces.

Although in the past few hundred years, this rule was not really that strict, that was because the three major forces were sometimes not so serious.

But this time it was different. This time the man killed the seventh son of Poison Dragon Castle. If Feng Manlou insisted on protecting this man, there would probably be another war between the two sides. It took a lot of effort to stabilize Dingfeng City for hundreds of years. , is there another bloody storm coming? I'm just afraid that everyone will be in danger by then.

At this moment, many people felt uneasy. Except for the people in Wuji Palace, no one wanted to see Dulong Castle and Feng Manlou going to war.

At this time, Yao Ji's face still looked very calm, and she smiled lightly and said, "It turns out that sir refers to that young master, but... that young master is a friend of the original poster. I'm afraid that I can't hand it over to Poison Dragon Castle today."

"Hmph!" The old man in gray robe coldly flicked his sleeves, "Don't use the Rakshasa heroine to suppress me. You should know who that person killed..."

Yao Ji still smiled and said, "I'm sorry for the death of your young master, but I just said that the young master was a friend of the original poster. You should also know what kind of person the original poster is... and I I heard that Zong Qin was the one who provoked me yesterday, so I can’t blame anyone else.”

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere became even more solid, and everyone felt a sense of fear. Who is that person, worthy of being protected by Feng Manlou even if he breaks the rules?

"Then what you mean is that you will never hand over the person..."

The gray-robed old man's eyes suddenly became even colder, as if he had fallen into an ice pool even on a hot summer day.

"The person you are looking for is right here."

Suddenly, a lukewarm voice came from not far away, which shocked everyone. They looked around and saw a man in black robe walking over.

Yao Ji frowned, what was he doing here at this time? Isn't it causing trouble...

Xiao Chen slowly took off his robe and hat. At this moment, the atmosphere seemed to be frozen. If the eyes of the old man in gray robe just made people feel cold, then his eyes at this moment were enough to make people suffocate.

"you……"

The old man in gray robe did not expect that he would be such a person, but he quickly recovered and said coldly, "It was you who killed the Seventh Young Master..."

Xiao Chen walked forward slowly and said calmly, "He wanted to kill me, but unfortunately he failed, and I just happened to succeed in killing him..."

Hearing him speak so calmly, the gray-robed old man's eyes turned cold. "Since you have the courage to kill people, then... there is no need to hide behind Feng Man Lou."

"Then look at me, am I standing inside Fengmanlou or outside Fengmanlou."

As soon as these words came out, the people around him were even more startled. This man really had courage. The old man in gray robe kept nodding, "Okay... very good!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly jumped up and whizzed away with one palm towards Xiao Chen. The whole street was suddenly filled with strong winds and the sand was blinding. Everyone stepped back. At this moment, they only felt waves of terror. The palm force was so strong that I could hardly breathe.

Yao Ji just wanted to take action, but stopped in the next moment. This man from Dulongbao has more than two hundred years of Taoism. At this moment, she wanted to see how this man who was so famous in Xianyuan Zhongtu still had hidden secrets. How many abilities have been gained.

The palm of the old man in gray robe came like a gust of wind, arriving at the last moment. It shook the houses on both sides of the street, and even the ground along the street cracked. Smoke and dust suddenly rose, and everyone stayed away for fear of fear. Disaster to yourself.

However, at this moment, Xiao Chen still seemed calm and calm. When the palm came closer, he raised his palm, a dragon roar sounded, and the palm power suddenly roared out. With a "boom", the old man's palm power was Resisted in mid-air.

At this moment, everyone felt a violent suffocation and kept retreating back.

The palm power of the two people surged, almost destroying everything. If it weren't for the defensive formation near Fengmanlou, everything nearby would have been wiped out.

But I heard bursts of dragon roars rising straight into the sky, but this was not exactly the Dragon roar palm of Xuan Qingmen, but more like a dark force, making the originally golden palm look a little dark. Fog shrouded.

The gray-robed old man in Poison Dragon Castle was held up in mid-air by the force of his palm. He felt a little breathless and could no longer move forward. He couldn't help but feel horrified. This man is so powerful!

Yao Ji and others in the distance did not expect that Xiao Chen's skill was so profound. He stood there without moving a step and withstood the poisonous dragon castle's skill for more than two hundred years.

At this moment, the whole street was violently windy, and everyone could no longer breathe. The palms of the two men seemed to tear them apart alive.

Suddenly, Xiao Chen's eyes turned cold, and he moved his palm forward, and a terrifying force surged out. With a "boom", the old man in gray robe was immediately knocked away.

"Thum! Thumb! Thunk!"

The old man fell back to the ground and couldn't stop his feet. He kept taking more than ten steps back before he stood still. At this moment, he raised his head and looked at Xiao Chen with even more frightened eyes. The power just now was...

"It's really... a terrifying life."

At this moment, the old man in green who had been silent all this time suddenly opened his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, everyone felt suffocated, and they couldn't even take a step away. This oppression was... …

Xiao Chen also noticed it. He had noticed it from the beginning. This old man was very different from the others. If he expected it to be true, he was a master who had cultivated the Nascent Soul.