I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 108 Killing some iron horse mud snakes that raise dragons is like getting rid of harm for the people [Monthly ticket plus more]

On June 26th, at dawn, the first ray of sunlight shone on the city wall of ancient Xuantianjing. The golden light awakened the sleeping city and announced the start of a grand festival.

Strictly speaking, the Zuochao Festival is on June 30th.

However, this festival is held every ten years and has been passed down for four hundred years. It is the most grand celebration in the world of Dayu. Therefore, over the past four hundred years, the celebration period has gradually been extended, from the initial celebration on June 30th to three days and then seven days.

Today, in the 23rd year of Dazhi, the Zuochao Festival is still on June 30th, but the people of Dayu, the government, the court, and even the imperial palace have already begun celebrating on June 26th.

Envoys from various countries have already arrived in the capital, and many Xuanmen sects have already sent people to congratulate. Even the aristocratic families who are not in Xuantian Capital have mostly sent their direct descendants to Xuantian Capital to pay their respects on behalf of the royal family and the six surnames of Dayu.

So this day is destined to be very lively. At noon, the streets are already crowded with people. People's faces reveal joy, even happier than the New Year.

Chen Zhian had just come out of Cuiwei Palace and was walking on the streets of the imperial city.

The streets of the imperial city were also decorated with lights and colors. Chen Zhian looked at the auspicious scene curiously, with Princess Shang Qiu's words echoing in his mind.

"In fact, I didn't want to bet on this prize, but I don't get along with Princess Yaqing of Pingnian Palace. She and Wei Lingyu just provoke me, so I really have no choice but to push you up."

……

"If Mr. Chen doesn't want to, I will send someone to talk to him. It's just a loss of face, so it doesn't matter."

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"Princess Yaqing's mother's family is actually a branch of the Pei family, one of the six surnames in Dayu. They are also surnamed Pei, so they are quite familiar with Pei Yuan of the Pei family. That's why she bet on Pei Yuan."

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"Sir, you don't have to feel pressured. Pei Yuan has strong cultivation, but you don't need to compete with him. According to my guess, Pei Yuan probably won't compete with other young innate masters, but he should also want to try his luck, so he will probably go to the sword competition to show off his sword skills and sword intentions, and naturally he will be able to get a very good ranking."

"But Mr. Chen is proficient in both poetry and painting. If he were to paint colorful paintings, the people who would judge his performance would mostly be older scholars, who naturally prefer ink paintings.

But considering the uniqueness of your colorful paintings, even if you can’t win first place, it should be more than enough to get a third place.”

"As for poetry... I believe you should have some confidence in it."

Princess Shang Qiu's soft words made Chen Zhian unable to refuse for a moment.

In addition, because of his last trip to Li's Mansion, he used some clever tricks and let Princess Shang Qiu stand in front of him as a shield.

Chen Zhian actually felt a little guilty and wanted to express his apologies to this gentle and easy-going princess.

But the imperial palace was not the place where people lived on Balian Street. Chen Zhian could not go there or come back as he pleased.

Princess Shang Qiu never invited him to Cuiwei Palace, so he could only wait.

Today, Princess Shang Qiu indeed summoned him into the palace, but what was waiting for him was an errand.

and so……

Chen Zhian did agree to it. He intentionally took advantage of the good-tempered Princess Shang Qiu and was still living in her yard, so he had to give something in return.

"I hope Mr. Chen can be more attentive. At the very least, he can fight to a draw with Princess Yaqing and the Lord of Yuxia County, but he must not lose."

Chen Zhian walked on the street, Princess Shang Qiu's gentle voice still echoing in his mind.

"According to Princess Shang Qiu, I only need to win the first prize in poetry, and she will not lose to Princess Yaqing who bet on Pei Yuan.

As for Wei Lingyu..."

Chen Zhian shook his head and said, let's go and see.

He walked all the way back to Fossan Street, but saw Shen Haohao on the street wearing a big red cloak, with round eyes and a smile on her face, looking at him prettily.

The two had already made an appointment to visit Xuantianjing during the imperial court festival.

The streets and alleys in Xuantianjing have long been decorated with a brand new look.

The red silk ribbons fluttered gently in the breeze, and the lanterns were hung high, painted with extremely exquisite and meaningful patterns.

The shops on both sides of the street are full of dazzling goods, and the shouting sounds one after another interweave into a lively market melody.

Chen Zhian and Shen Haohao had never seen so many people before.

Even the extremely wide South City Atrium Street was crowded with people coming and going.

On this day, even if you were of noble status, you could not take a sedan chair when you came to Xuantian Kyoto and could only walk there, because there were so many people that the sedan chairs would even block the road, eventually causing congestion.

Shen Haohao and Chen Zhian were walking in this crowd.

People on both sides of the street are already preparing lanterns. These strange-shaped lanterns carry their various wishes. At night, these lanterns will fall into the Huanglong River and slowly drift away with the water.

On the other side of the river, there are still many people concentrating on painting portraits of their families.

The portraits drawn these days were just for practice. Ordinary people naturally could not hire painters to draw the portraits they needed during the court ceremony.

Fortunately, the elderly people in the family can all paint to some extent.

It just carries some meaning, and is not like the nobles in Xuantianjing who want to compare with others. Everyone's painting is a painting, right?
Of course, painters in Xuantianjing are still in great demand. Some wealthy people would even want to paint better paintings even if they are going to be burned on the festival day.

Chen Zhian and Shen Haohao strolled around for a while and became more and more amazed at the prosperity of Xuantianjing.

"I don't know when Sister Xiyue will arrive. Logically, they should arrive before June 30th. It would be a good thing for the three of us from Sunan Mansion to gather together again by then."

Shen Haohao said this and looked up at the notice posted on the wall.

"So many treasures..."

Her eyes were bright as she looked at the list carefully.

Chen Zhian had naturally already studied the notice announcing the rewards for the sitting court competition.

The good news is that the reward for the Zuochao Festival does contain the innate energy he needs.

The bad news is that the reward of innate energy can only be obtained by winning a place in the competition at the Unpolished Jade Realm.

Even many of the competitions during the Zuochao Festival are aimed at young people under the age of 30.

But Chen Zhian knew that even if he could condense twelve divine essences, he would still be beaten when facing those talented and unpolished children from aristocratic families in Xuantianjing.

He could indeed fight across borders, but if it was someone like Si Hougui who was on the Young Tiger Monument, they would also have a very deep foundation, and besides...

Si Hougui is at the Unpolished Jade God realm. Even if his name is not on the Young Tiger Monument and he is just an ordinary Unpolished Jade God cultivator, he will probably be severely beaten if Chen Zhian comes on stage.

As for other rewards... apart from the Yuque level competition which is of a performance nature.

The rest of the rewards were a bit useless to Chen Zhian.

It seems that he is not up to the level of unpolished jade.

The rewards for the Divine Essence level are some medicinal pills.

These pills are very precious. However, for Chen Zhian, who is at the Divine Yun realm and eats the White Jade Pills like candy beans, they are not precious at all.

As for those mysterious skills and magical techniques, Chen Zhian didn't need them at all.

Only in the sword competition, if one gets a place, he can obtain a third-grade profound sword technique, which makes Chen Zhian somewhat tempted.

"I can learn this sword technique." Chen Zhian was thinking this, when suddenly an inexplicable bell sounded in his ears.

He subconsciously looked up following the sound of the bell.

However, he saw a dazzling light shining towards him from a very tall nine-story pavilion on the bank of the Huanglong River in the southeast.

Chen Zhian suddenly felt a sense of alarm and immediately visualized Nan Liujing.

In a flash, Nan Liujing appeared high in his mind, and the twelve divine auras also locked his Niwan Palace at this moment.

But even so, when the light shone into his eyes, he still felt a sharp pain in his mind.

It was as if thousands of thorns were piercing his brain, causing him to groan.

Shen Haohao, who was concentrating on looking at the list, turned around and saw Chen Zhian with a pale face and tightly closed eyes.

Shen Haohao was startled: "Chen Zhian, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Zhian opened his eyes, shook his head at her casually, and said with a smile: "Maybe I caught a cold. I suddenly feel a little headache."

Shen Haohao looked at Chen Zhian suspiciously, "What level of cultivation are you at? How can you still catch a cold?"
But after Chen Zhian said this, Shen Haohao sent him to the intersection of Fusang Street and gave him a few careful instructions before leaving.

Chen Zhian returned to the courtyard. The southern scenery was shining brightly in his mind. The twelve divine auras in the Niwan Palace were intertwined with each other, and the White Jade Cicada Shell Chapter was running slowly.

In a moment, the paleness on his face disappeared and then returned to a slightly rosy color.

"I was careless." Chen Zhian reflected in his heart.

There was a period of calm and peace for many days. Neither the undercurrent mentioned by Qu Junhui nor the reaction from the Si and Li families made him slack off.

In addition, today is the first day of the Zuochao Festival and the streets are crowded with people. Chen Zhian thought that if he just walked on the main street, it should be fine.

But he never thought... there actually existed such a spiritual weapon that could capture souls and spirits. He almost suffered a great loss when he took a look at it.

"Come to think of it, Nan Liujing has saved me countless times."

As he was thinking this, he suddenly heard a rustling sound under his feet.

Chen Zhian looked down with alertness in his heart, only to see that the soil not far away had turned into a snake and was slowly swimming towards him!

He reached out in the air and the Yangsui sword in the Chenglu Ring fell into his hand. He drew the sword out of its sheath and slashed with it.

The mud snake suddenly turned into a puff of smoke...

Then, a scene that surprised Chen Zhian extremely appeared.

The smoke and dust actually condensed and turned into a figure, looking towards Chen Zhian!
"Supernatural powers."

Chen Zhian reacted.

Chen Zhian also recognized the incarnation of smoke and dust. It was the Western Penglai Sky-Swallowing Tiger whose arm he had chopped off on Dongfeng Street in Sunan Prefecture... Qi Tianchong!

At this time, Qi Tianchong was wearing a long cloak, but the sleeve on the right arm of the long cloak was empty and fluttering in the wind.

"Chen Zhian, do you still recognize me?"

Qi Tianchong's incarnation of smoke and dust grinned at Chen Zhian, but his eyes were murderous, as if he wanted to skin Chen Zhian alive.

Chen Zhian thought for a moment, sheathed his sword, sat down slowly and said, "Of course I know him, Qi Tianchong from Western Penglai! He ranks twelfth among the twenty-four generals of Western Penglai, but his cultivation ranks fourth.

But...I cut off your arm."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "There is one thing I don't understand, I hope the Sky-Swallowing Tiger can help me understand it?"

Qi Tianchong nodded: "You will die in the next few days. I am here to answer your questions and just see you off."

“It is said that Lord Jiaoxiang of Western Penglai wanted to transform from a dragon into a dragon, so he created a magic barrier and trapped 50,000 people… Lord Jiaoxiang has such great power, can’t he help Tianhu to grow a tiger arm?

Losing an arm would damage your prestige." Chen Zhian said very seriously.

But Qi Tianchong heard it full of ridicule.

He snorted coldly and said, "I don't know where you got the news, but I came here today just to inform you that even if you hide in Xuantianjing, I, Xi Penglai, will take your head too!"

"I am a hero from Xi Penglai. I have always kept my name and surname. Since you want to avenge my broken arm, I will teach you a lesson."

Chen Zhian stared at Qi Tianchong and suddenly laughed: "General Qi, do you dare to come to Xuantianjing?"

Qi Tianchong was covered in smoke and dust, and he also laughed: "The reason why I, Xi Penglai, went to kill Chu Muye was because I was ordered by someone!

Chu Muye, I, Qi Tianchong, dare to kill him, as for you…"

"This Xuan Tianjing is indeed unfathomable, with countless powerful people. Do you think this Xuan Tianjing can stop the Iron Horse and Mud Snake of Western Penglai?
But how do you know that the powerful person in Xuantianjing doesn't want me to come in? Don't want Chen Zhian to die?"

There was murderous intent in Qi Tianchong's tone, and the spirit of wildness was overwhelming. Even this incarnation of smoke and dust was filled with bursts of black air, but no one knew where it came from.

Chen Zhian listened to Qi Tianchong's words and shook his head, saying, "It seems that you are also quite dissatisfied with the person in Xuantianjing who controls Xi Penglai, otherwise you wouldn't have come here with your magical powers and leaked this matter."

"You are wrong." Qi Tianchong said bluntly: "Those people in Xuantianjing are trying to control Xipenglai, but they don't know that Xipenglai has already raised a dragon, which is now living in it. One day, it will rise into the sky.

By then, all the so-called aristocratic families will become the nourishment of this dragon."

"As for you... Chen Zhian, you overestimate yourself. Even if you do have some talent, you are still too young. A young genius has a grudge against my West Penglai. Even if you have to pay a price, you, Chen Zhian, must not live.

I came here to talk to you without any ulterior motive, I just want to tell you... you are going to die, you are going to die in the hands of my Western Penglai Iron Horse Mud Snake, there is no way you can survive!"

Qi Tianchong told the story slowly and leisurely.

Chen Zhian nodded slightly.

"If General Qi really dares to come to Xuantianjing, I respect you as a hero. If you don't dare to come, don't play tricks.

Send those iron horses and mud snakes under your command to their deaths as soon as possible!"

Chen Zhian kicked a stone casually, and it fell into the smoke and dust.

Qi Tianchong's smoke and dust incarnation was instantly shattered and disappeared.

Chen Zhian turned his head and looked towards Xuantianjing in the distance.

The magical power of this Iron Horse Mud Snake can actually set foot in the Imperial City...

Is this reasonable?

Chen Zhian lowered his head, thinking of Chu Muye, Song Xiang, and even the huge Xuantian Palace flashed through his mind. He suddenly felt a little annoyed.

"What do you want to see?"

Chen Zhian took out the Yangsui long sword from his Chenglu ring and drew the sword.

The moonlight from the sky fell on the black blade, emitting a gleam of light that fell into Chen Zhian's eyes.

"Don't worry about anything else. I have this long sword in my hand. Killing some iron horse mud snakes that raise evil dragons is not only revenge, but also a way to eliminate harm for the people."

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