Chapter 72 - Cultivator In Martial God World - NovelsTime

Cultivator In Martial God World

Chapter 72

Author: sha ming
updatedAt: 2025-05-05

Nothing happened all the way. Yang Xuan still meditated and practiced in the car every day. Since the killing of the congenital spirit beast, the second daughter of Xiaomei Xiaodie seems to be more attentive to serving Yang Xuan. She not only takes care of Yang Xuan''s service, but also is no longer shy when serving Yang Xuan to bathe and rest. She meets Yang Xuan honestly and looks submissive.

    Yang Xuan was noncommittal about these and dealt with them safely.

    No matter how far the journey is, there is also a time to arrive. Finally, Yanjing city is far away.

    Yang Xuan leaned half against the window and looked at the majestic Yanjing city. He was also a little excited. Once upon a time, a teenager called waste had reached such a height.

    "Master Yang, it''s Yanjing city before!" Yan feiwen rode on his horse, leaned slightly and talked to Yang Xuan. "I''ve ordered people to enter the city first and tell my father that we can slow down and wait for all officials to meet."

    Yang Xuan nodded, which is also the meaning of the title. As the most important force of a country, the master of national protection is extremely noble. Of course, he can''t deal with it casually!

    The guards also sat upright and upright on the horse, arranged neatly, and opened the way in front, solemn and solemn.

    The motorcade drove slowly to Yanjing city. After a while, the city gate was already in sight.

    Yanjing city is worthy of being the capital of the state of Yan. The gate is very wide and can accommodate eight or nine horses at the same time. The tower is towering and majestic.

    At this time, outside the city gate, two green robed officials were standing, looking at the motorcade. From the perspective of official clothes, the official position was not high.

    Behind them, dozens of soldiers temporarily blocked the people entering the city, divided them on both sides, and then maintained order.

    Yan feiwen''s face became ugly. As soon as he clamped his horse''s belly, the horse immediately spread his legs and ran forward. When he came to the two officials, Yan feiwen pressed down his anger and said, "Why are there only two of you? What about the others? What about the honor guard?"

    The two officials looked at each other, and one of them said helplessly: "the seventh prince, today the eldest prince celebrated master Xuanwen''s birthday and took away the honor guard. As for all civil and military officials..."

    The man secretly glanced at Yan feiwen''s iron green face and said in panic: "all civil and military officials went to master Xuanwen at the invitation of the great prince."

    Yan feiwen''s face was livid and said angrily, "it''s nonsense. Didn''t master Xuanwen just celebrate his birthday two months ago?"

    The official dared not look at Yan feiwen again and bowed his head!

    Yan feiwen immediately understood that all this was the ghost of the great prince Yan Feiyun.

    This move is not without poison. On the same day he welcomed back to Yang Xuan, he celebrated the birthday of master Xuanwen, and also took away the honor guard, which made him greatly lose face in front of Yang Xuan, triggered Yang Xuan''s dissatisfaction, and may even give up supporting him.

    This is telling him not to act rashly.

    At this time, all the people at the gate of the city knelt on the ground and said their royal highness.

    Yan feiwen waved impatiently and let them flat. For a time, he was very upset. He didn''t know how to tell Yang Xuan, and even mixed with some fear. He was afraid that Yang Xuan would leave in a rage.

    The motorcade slowly approached the city gate. Yang Xuan was so deaf that he had heard the words of the two officials clearly.

    Yan feiwen rode back to the carriage and said to Yang Xuan in fear: "master Yang, this..."

    A cold feeling flashed in Yang Xuan''s eyes and said faintly, "who is master Xuanwen?"

    Yan feiwen didn''t expect that he had heard the dialogue just now, but replied: "master Xuanwen, formerly known as xuanwenli, is a congenital master in the master hall."

    Yang Xuan smiled. It was neither too early nor too late. When he came, the Grand Prince celebrated his birthday. This was to give him a bully.

    In addition, Xuan Wenli knew that Yang Xuan was a congenital master and was about to become a national protection master, but he still did so. This is to tell Yang Xuan that Yanjing city is no smaller than Taiping City. When he came here, it''s a dragon. You wrap it for me, a tiger. You have to lie down for me.

    Thinking of this, Yang Xuan sneered at the corners of his mouth.

    Come on, what am I afraid of?

    At this time, the two officials and some soldiers secretly looked at Yang Xuan through the window. They were surprised to see that Yang Xuan was so young.

    Other people didn''t know who was sitting in the luxurious carriage, but looking at it, it must be a senior official, so they didn''t dare to look up, but stood quietly and waited.

    Yang Xuan looked at Yan feiwen and suddenly said, "let''s go to the city to celebrate the birthday of master Xuanwen!"

    Yan feiwen was stunned and stared at Yang Xuan.

    Yang Xuan glanced at him and said faintly, "why?"

    Yan feiwen reacted and quickly replied, "yes!"

    His heart trembled and he remembered what Yang Xuan had done in Taiping City.

    When he was angry, the huge family was slaughtered in his hands. It is obvious that he is cruel and cruel. Now he has come to Yanjing and is going to xuanwenli before he has settled down. Obviously, he doesn''t want to calm things down.

    Thinking of this, he couldn''t help trembling. Don''t have anything big.

    The motorcade slowly entered the city, turned a corner, followed the East-West Avenue and walked towards xuanwenli''s residence.

    As the capital of the state of Yan, Yanjing is naturally very prosperous, far from being comparable to Taiping City.

    The streets are lined with shops, banners, traffic and pedestrians. What a lively scene.

    Although Xiaomei and Xiaodie grow up in Yanjing, they have never strolled around the city. At the moment, they are all lying by the window. Their eyes are overwhelmed and excited.

    Along the way, pedestrians in the street looked at such a luxurious carriage and stood respectfully aside, waiting for the convoy to pass by. They didn''t point out until the convoy went far, but they didn''t know who was in the car.

    The master hall is just the name of an organization established by the royal family of the state of Yan for congenital masters. In fact, all congenital masters in the master hall have their own houses. They don''t have to show up when they have nothing to do at ordinary times.

    After a while, the motorcade stopped in front of xuanwenli''s residence. On both sides of the street in front of the door, there were all kinds of official sedans and carriages, crowded and numerous.

    The escort coachman of all kinds of officials leaned aside and chatted carelessly. At this time, when he saw an incomparably luxurious carriage parked on the roadside, they all stopped and couldn''t stop looking.

    After getting off the carriage, Yan feiwen was busy leading the way. Yang Xuan asked Xiaomei to wait in the car, and then went to Xuanwen house with Yan feiwen.

    As Yang Xuan''s follower, Wang Wu followed closely.

    Before approaching, the sounds of orchestral strings, silk and bamboo, drinking and music from the residence were clearly audible, and the people were boiling and very lively.

    Yang Xuan smiled coldly and looked at the unspeakable danger.

    At the door, the guard saw Yan feiwen, with a dull expression on his face.

    Who doesn''t know what''s going on with today''s birthday gift, but at this time, Yan feiwen, the Lord, came. What medicine is sold in the gourd?

    Although I thought so, I couldn''t lack etiquette. I quickly saluted Yan feiwen and shouted, "Your Highness!"

    Yanfei ignored them, just stood at the door and respectfully made an invitation gesture to Yang Xuan.

    Several guards stared round in surprise. He looked up and down at Yang Xuan and wondered why the seventh prince would be so respectful to this person.

    A moment later, he reacted, remembered his duty and hurriedly said, "Your Highness, the great prince has an order, don''t..."

    "Step back!" Yan feiwen drank coldly, his voice was extremely cold and solemn, with supreme dignity.

    The guards were shocked by Yan feiwen''s momentum for a moment and watched the three go in.

    Through the red paint gate, you can see a spacious courtyard. At this time, countless maidservants and servants shuttle back and forth in the courtyard, sending all kinds of delicious dishes into the hall.

    Yan feiwen went to the side and let Yang Xuan walk in front. He stood side by side with Wang Wu and followed Yang Xuan.

    The three walked through the courtyard and entered the banquet hall of Xuanwen mansion. As soon as they entered the hall, Yang Xuan stopped and glanced slowly.

    I saw dozens of tables on both sides of the hall, neatly arranged, with all kinds of dishes and wine, all kinds of officials and guests, drinking, having fun and talking.

    In the middle of the hall, several well-dressed dancers are dancing for fun.

    Yang Xuan suddenly sneered.

    The sneer was not loud, but it was clearly sent to everyone''s ears. For a moment, the hall was quiet, and everyone''s eyes focused on Yang Xuan for a moment.

    Yang Xuan glanced slowly. As far as his eyes could reach, everyone felt that a big mountain was pressing down, and for a moment he seemed to be out of breath.

    Everyone quickly lowered their heads to avoid Yang Xuan''s eyes. While secretly guessing Yang Xuan''s identity, they were shocked.

    Yang Xuan''s eyes crossed the hall and landed on the first table of banquet.

    There are less than ten people sitting around here. The first one is an old man with a red face. He is not tall. His eyes are shining brightly. His breath is long and far-reaching. He exudes boundless power between breathing and breathing. He is a congenital expert similar to sun Chongming on that day.

    Yang Xuan suddenly smiled and said loudly, "I''m glad to hear brother Xuanwen''s birthday today. I''ll come uninvited. Please forgive me!"

    Everyone was shocked when they heard the speech. Once upon a time, did anyone dare to talk to the national protection master like this?

    The man with a tiger back and a heavy waist on the chief snorted coldly and said loudly, "who is coming? Today is master Xuanwen''s birthday. Is it that ordinary people come whenever they want?"

    Yan feiwen just wanted to come forward to speak, but Yang Xuan gently waved his hand and stopped him.

    Yang Xuan gently glanced at the man with a tiger back and a bear waist, ignored him, looked straight at the old man headed by him, and said faintly, "this must be master Xuanwen?"

    Xuan Wenli is also looking at Yang Xuan. He has long heard that Yan feiwen is going out to invite a congenital expert.

    At the same time, he also heard that this congenital expert is very young. He set foot in congenital at the age of less than 20 and can be a genius.

    Even though he was prepared, he still couldn''t believe that he really saw Yang Xuan. It seems that he is only a 16-year-old young man. Is he really a congenital expert?

    From Yang Xuan''s body, he could not feel the shadow of any innate Qi, not to mention the innate Qi. Even if it was internal strength, he could not feel it at all, as if he were an ordinary person who did not know any martial arts.

    However, when Yang Xuan stepped into the hall and watched the seventh Prince Yan feiwen follow him respectfully, he had determined Yang Xuan''s identity - it was the young congenital master.

    Hearing Yang Xuan''s words, he frowned and looked unhappy. He first signaled the dancers to step down, and then deliberately said, "who are you?"

    Yang Xuan said expressionless, "I''m Yang Xuan. I came in a hurry and didn''t prepare a gift. I hope brother Xuanwen will forgive me!"

    Xuanwenli looked at Yang Xuan''s expressionless face and was slightly angry. His face suddenly became gloomy and didn''t speak.

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