Chapter 642: Meng Yun
One month later.
Shengwu Dynasty, a frontier land.
Jiang Xuan looked at his old place in the distance and stopped for a long time.
At this time, Jiang Xuan's eyes also flashed with determination. His figure swept out and turned into a gust of wind, heading towards the center of Haoyue Changzhou.
Jiang Xuan was dressed in white, carrying a long sword on his back, and was traveling between heaven and earth.
At this time, when he looked at the boundless land and magnificent mountains and rivers around him, Jiang Xuan felt so proud that he almost wanted to scream.
The Shengwu Dynasty, as the old man from Huangsheng Palace said that day, was just a remote place after all.
Your true stage is in the Daqi Empire!
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Da Qi Empire, the land to the east.
On the vast land, stands a majestic city.
At the edge of this city, there is a river named "Tianya River".
Although Tianya River is located on the edge of this east side, it is very famous throughout the Daqi Empire.
Because, as long as you cross the Tianya River and reach the end of the river, you can see an ancient sect - Qingyang Sword Sect.
That's right.
It is the Qingyang Sword Sect, one of the six major forces in the Daqi Empire.
Today is the day when Qingyang Sword Sect recruits disciples every three years.
Therefore, in the city that used to be extremely cold, countless young geniuses came to the city, wanting to cross the Tianya River and enter the Qingyang Sword Sect.
After all, if he could be selected by such a hegemonic force, both the young genius himself and the family behind him would skyrocket and be admired by the world.
At this time, a young figure walked outside the ancient city.
He was dressed in white, carrying a golden sword on his back. He walked towards him, with a look of exhaustion on his delicate face.
This young man is none other than Jiang Xuan, who came all the way from the Shengwu Dynasty.
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br\u003e He looked around and saw the crowds of people, and he immediately understood. It seemed that he was lucky, and he happened to catch up with the day when Qingyang Sword Sect was recruiting new disciples.
However, since I have the sword-shaped token left by the leader, I can directly enter the Qingyang Sword Sect without passing the test.
Jiang Xuan stepped into the city. Within a moment, he found an inn. After finding a seat by the window, he ordered some wine and food and started enjoying it.
After so many days of hard work, Jiang Xuan naturally wanted to take a good rest before preparing to cross the river to Qingyang Sword Sect.
But at this moment, a somewhat arrogant voice suddenly sounded at the door of the inn: "Everyone, get out of here. My young master has taken care of this inn today."
Almost at the moment when the voice fell, several figures arrived at the inn.
The leader was a young man wearing gold clothes. He had cold eyes, a sense of nobility in his brows, and a strong aura. He was clearly a young talent in the Yuan Dan realm.
Behind him were an old man and a young girl.
It was the old man who spoke just now.
These three people, at a glance, knew that they were young geniuses from a certain big family who wanted to join the Qingyang Sword Sect.
Ordinary people can’t afford to offend!
Many people gritted their teeth and walked out of the inn with their heads lowered.
This scene made the old man nod with satisfaction.
But at this moment, the girl behind the man in gold suddenly said, "Brother Meng Yun, there is still someone there who has not left."
"Meng Yuan, you heard what Lu'er said, right? You should know very well what to do."
The man in gold is called Meng Yun
, He is a child of a certain big family, and he is born with a kind of pride. At this time, he said indifferently.
"Yes, Master."
The old man clasped his fists, turned around suddenly, and looked at the last figure in white who did not leave with a mocking look in his eyes.
In his opinion, the boy in white was just pretending to be indifferent and looking for a sense of presence.
However, the price of offending their young master was extremely serious.
With a sneer in his heart, the old man came to Jiang Xuan, looked at the simple white clothes, with a hint of contempt in his eyes, and said aloof: "Get out."
However……
Jiang Xuan made no move and continued to drink calmly.
This scene made the old man's expression suddenly stiffen. He frowned suddenly and said, "Could it be that this kid is deaf? Otherwise, how could he dare to ignore us?"
"You think too highly of yourself."
Jiang Xuan finally spoke. He glanced at the old man indifferently and said, "You should be the ones getting out."
"you!"
Hearing Jiang Xuan's words, the old man suddenly became furious and roared: "Boy, how dare you speak to me like this, do you know who I am?"
"Just a dog slave." Although Jiang Xuan's tone was calm, his words were like a knife.
He has seen too many such dog slaves who rely on the family behind them and use their power to bully others.
When Jiang Xuan met him at this time, he would naturally not be polite.
"Young boy who doesn't know how to live or die."
The old man seemed to be very sensitive to the term "slave". A hint of ferocity flashed in his eyes, and he said suddenly: "We are from the Meng family in Tianyuan City, and this is Meng Yun, the young master of the Meng family in Tianyuan City. Who do you think you are, you dare to disobey us?"
After the old man finished speaking, a group of passers-by who were watching the show outside the inn suddenly stopped.
