"How dare these mortals stare at us?"

"If it were in Dongxiu, they would have been brought to their knees long ago!"

"Shh, keep your voice down, this is someone else's territory."

Lin Yuan and Wu Zheng sat on the golden imperial carriage and led the way, while people from the three major sects followed behind. Along the way, mortals and cultivators knelt down and kowtowed when they saw the imperial carriage, showing great respect.

But when he saw the cultivators from the three major sects, he had no awe and looked at them casually.

This made the disciples of the three major sects, who were always respected, very angry, but now they were in someone else's territory, they did not dare to act rashly and could only follow their own masters in a low-key manner.

Among the many people on both sides, there was a pretty and tender girl who was also kneeling on the ground, with a respectful look on her face, looking vaguely at the disciples of Zhenyang Sect.

Qiu Zhihe looked at her calmly and nodded slightly. The excitement on the girl's face flashed away, and then she lowered her head to hide it.

"Ma'am, it's Xiaotang."

Qin Gengyun also saw the girl and spoke to Qiu Zhihe through voice transmission.

A few months ago, Qiu Zhihe ordered Xue Wen and Xue Wu to lead the remnants of the Qinglian Sect to sneak into Xihuang City. Now seeing Liu Xiaotang, it seems that the Qinglian Sect has already established a firm foothold in Xihuang City.

But now is not the time to meet, Qin Gengyun and Qiu Zhihe looked at each other and said nothing more.

After they walked away, Liu Xiaotang, who was kneeling on the ground, stood up, walked through the crowded crowd, passed several streets, and walked into a pharmacy.

A doctor with an elegant temperament was prescribing medicine for someone. When he saw Liu Xiaotang come in, he quickly greeted the guest and walked into the backyard with Liu Xiaotang.

I saw a burly man sitting cross-legged and practicing. When he heard the footsteps, he suddenly opened his eyes and jumped up:

"Any news?"

"Uncle Master, the Master is here!"

Liu Xiaotang said to Xue Wen happily.

"Very good!"

Xue Wen was overjoyed, and then he heard Liu Xiaotang add:

"She came with her husband."

Xue Wen asked angrily, "Why is he here?"

Liu Xiaotang tilted her head: "Uncle Qin is Master's husband, isn't it normal for him to come along?"

Xue Wen glared at her: "What husband? Don't talk nonsense!"

Xue Wu said: "Brother, now is not the time to talk about this. The sound transmission notes in West Royal City cannot be used. We have to find a way to contact the Saint and tell her what happened recently!"

There is no prohibition on cultivators using their skills in Western Emperor City, provided that they do not violate Western Emperor laws. However, it is strictly forbidden to use talismans to control swords, and therefore sound transmission talismans cannot be used.

Recently, many strange things have happened in West Imperial City, such as the continuous murder of monks who participated in the Feixian Ceremony.

There were also several unknown forces that sneaked into the city. Xue Wu and others secretly investigated but could not find out their origins.

Various signs indicate that there may be major changes in this Fairy Flying Ceremony. It is hard to say what impact it will have on the Saint's plan, so these things must be reported to the Saint as soon as possible.

"I'm afraid the Saint and the others have already entered the palace. How can we contact the Saint?"

Xue Wen also knew that now was not the time to be fussy, but after thinking about it for a long time he could not come up with a solution.

Liu Xiaotang suddenly said, "My two uncles, I saw the Miscellaneous Services Department outside the Imperial Palace recruiting yesterday. I can go and give it a try. Maybe there is a way to get close to the Saint."

Xue Wen immediately shook his head: "No, you are only at the third level of Qi training, it's too dangerous."

A bright smile appeared on Liu Xiaotang's pretty face, and her spiritual power slowly increased. Xue Wu and Xue Wen were a little surprised:

"Fifth level of Qi training? When did you reach it?"

Liu Xiaotang said in a clear voice: "Master said that if I couldn't reach the fifth level of Qi training, I could participate in your actions. Two uncles, I have done it."

Xue Wen still disagreed: "No, it would be disastrous if Xiaotang's identity was discovered!"

Liu Xiaotang said: "Uncle Master, don't worry. I am a stranger in Qinglian Sect. No one knows me. I will not be in danger!"

Xue Wu said: "Okay, since the Saint has promised, you can go and try it tomorrow."

"Thank you, uncle!"

Liu Xiaotang was overjoyed, bowed, and ran happily to practice.

Looking at his back, Xue Wu smiled and said, "It seems that the Saint has picked up a cultivation genius. The Qinglian Sect has a successor!"

"Xue Wu, why did you let Xiaotang take such a risk?!"

Xue Wen glared at his brother, and Xue Wu looked at him:

"Brother, this is the first time I see you so anxious for a woman other than the Saint."

"What nonsense are you talking about!? Xiaotang is my niece, that's why I care about her!"

Xue Wen was furious and ran off to practice.

"The Saint asked Xue Wen to teach Xiao Tang. This method is indeed good." Xue Wu shook his head and laughed. Then a solemn look appeared on his face. He murmured:

"I'm afraid there will be a big chaos in this West Imperial City."

…

West Palace.

Qingluan Palace.

At this moment, thousands of independent practitioners were sitting in the hall, making a lot of noise, and they were surrounded by the Golden Snake Guards who were maintaining order.

Si Mingcheng, the commander of the Golden Snake Guard, was also among them.

He looked at these casual cultivators coldly, with disdain flashing in his eyes.

These people are monks who have passed the preliminary selection and qualified for the Feixian Ceremony.

He is also considered one of the best among the independent cultivators.

But in Si Mingcheng's eyes, they are just a mob, and his task is to control these rubbish and prevent them from causing trouble.

By now, the Queen Mother should have brought people from the three major sects and other sects to the Purple Gold Palace, which is the place where the West Palace receives distinguished guests. The Queen Mother has already arranged a banquet in the Purple Gold Palace to entertain these monks.

The independent cultivators from Qingluan Palace were of course not qualified to attend the welcome banquet and could only drink tea here.

After the welcome dinner at the Purple Gold Palace is over, the monks from the sect and the independent cultivators will gather together to draw opponents for the first round of the Feixian Ceremony.

During this period, the Golden Snake Guards led by Si Mingcheng must ensure that these country bumpkins and independent cultivators cannot move around at will.

"Damn it, this little girl doesn't know what's good for her!"

"Everyone, come on, let her have a taste of how powerful we, the Three Evils of the Northern Wasteland, are!"

At this time, there was a small commotion in Qingluan Palace, and three burly men with bare chests and backs were seen surrounding a petite and rather weak-looking female cultivator.

One of the big men had several bloodstains on his face. It seemed that he had just coveted the female cultivator's appearance and tried to tease her, but was scratched on the face by the other party.

This kind of thing happens frequently among independent cultivators. Si Mingcheng waved his hand and took several of his men forward to stop it.

But the three Northern Wilderness physical cultivators had already taken action. Their muscles suddenly swelled, and their fists as big as mountains smashed towards the female cultivator with the sound of wind.

"Sir, save me!"

The female cultivator turned pale and hid behind Si Mingcheng with a scream. Her soft and boneless little hand pulled his arm and her delicate voice rang in his ears. Her pure and frightened look was vaguely charming.

Si Mingcheng felt inexplicably dry in the mouth, and immediately ordered his men to restrain the three Northern Wilderness cultivators. He turned back to look at the delicate female cultivator:

"How dare you, someone this weak, come to participate in the Fairy Ceremony? What's your name?"

The female cultivator looked horrified and bowed softly:

"Thank you for saving me, my name is... Mingchou."