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Chapter 197 The Power of the Holy Beast

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    Tianyun Kingdom, Qixuanwu Mansion¡ª¡ª

    At this time, a month had passed since Lin Ming left Tianyun City.

    One winter afternoon, a light snow had just fallen, the clouds had dispersed and the snow was falling, the sun was shining brightly, the snow was slowly melting, and there was a sense of moisture in the air.

    In the northwest corner of Qixuanwu Mansion, Sun Liang, the deacon in charge of the Wu Mansion Registration Office, was flipping through a biographical novel out of boredom.

    The work of the Martial Palace Registration Office is quite boring. It mainly records the time and place when Martial Palace disciples go out for training or perform tasks. Otherwise, if a disciple disappears for too long without any reason, Qixuanwu Palace will start an investigation. This is to ensure that  The safety of martial arts disciples.

    Since not many disciples of Qixuanwu Mansion go out to practice, it is already considered a lot to register three or five disciples a day. This kind of boring and unpromising job is not something even a moderately capable warrior would bother to do.

    Sun Liang is a second-grade high-end talented martial artist. Although his family cannot compare with those big aristocratic families, it is still pretty good. With some connections, he got into the Tianyun Martial House and practiced for more than ten years until he was able to practice the viscera.  Qi was too lazy to practice, so Gui became a deacon at the registration office of Qixuanwu Mansion.

    As the novel reaches its most satisfying point, the expression on Sun Liang's face can't help but become richer. He sometimes giggles and sometimes becomes nervous as the fate of the protagonist rises and falls. But just when he was becoming more interested in reading, he suddenly felt that the light had dimmed.  , a figure blocked the sun.

    Sun Liang thought that a martial arts disciple was about to register to go out for training. His interest in reading the biographical novel was interrupted. Sun Liang raised his head with some dissatisfaction. He was about to ask the disciple when and where he was going out for training, but he suddenly froze.

    In front of him, stood a middle-aged man wearing a flowing white robe and carrying a long piano on his back. He had a slender figure, thick eyebrows and starry eyes, and his temperament was as elegant as the clouds in the sky.

    "Snapped."

    Sun Liang's biography novel fell to the ground. He stood up tremblingly, opened his mouth, and said dryly: "Mansion Master"

    Sun Liang had a death wish at this time. How could Qin Ziya, the master of Qixuanwu Palace, come to him?

    Qin Ziya smiled slightly, and naturally had no intention of pursuing Sun Liang for reading biographical novels while on duty. He said, "A month ago, Lin Ming made a travel record with you?"

    Sun Liang nodded hurriedly. There were not many people registering every day. Lin Ming's identity was unusual, so he would naturally remember it.

    "Bring it to me and see."

    "Okayokay."

    Sun Liang tremblingly found the travel records. At least the classification was quite clear, and there was no problem that he could not find them temporarily. Otherwise, he would really want to hit him to death.

    Qin Ziya frowned slightly when she saw Lin Ming's travel time and autograph recorded on the paper.

    I have been away for two months for training, the location has not yet been decided

    "I see."

    Qin Ziya gently closed the register, turned and left.

    Lin Ming has disappeared for a month. Although it is clearly written in the registration book that he went out for training voluntarily, Qin Ziya felt that something was strange.

    Lin Ming has offended many people, and it is absolutely unwise to go out for training at this time.

    Once his whereabouts are revealed, he may even be killed.

    What's more, there is no good training place near Tianyun Kingdom. Going out to practice is not as fast as practicing in Qixuanwu Mansion. The seven killing formations are open to Lin Ming at any time. How can there be such good training conditions outside?

    The only thing the Qixuanwu Mansion lacks is real life and death fighting. If Lin Ming wants to experience this, he can join the army. However, Qin Ziya has already asked the military and Lin Ming has not joined the army.

    This filled Qin Ziya¡¯s mind with questions. What on earth was going on with Lin Ming?

    Qin Ziya came back this time to prepare for the recent assessment of the main sect.

    Two months later, Qixuan Valley will send people down to inspect and accept the core disciples of the martial arts from several nearby countries, and hold a tea martial arts meeting.

    The Tea Martial Arts Tournament is held every three years. At that time, the core disciples of the martial arts sects from various countries gather together to taste tea, practice martial arts, and compete.

    This is an assessment of core disciples from various countries, and it is also an acceptance of the work of the Wu Palace itself. Even Qin Ziya, who rarely worries about the internal affairs of the Wu Palace, attaches great importance to this assessment.

    When he issued the Qixuan Order, he promised Lin Ming so many benefits, hoping that Lin Ming could grow up in a short time and shine in this tea martial arts competition.

    If the results are good, not only the core disciples who achieved the results will be rewarded, but the Lord of the Wu Palace will also be rewarded.

    The most precious prize among them?He has to come up with a way to break this deadlock.

    At this time, six hundred miles away from Lin Ming, a bald middle-aged man in black robes sat cross-legged on the divine wind sculpture with a cold expression. This man was Chi Yue, the leader of Huo Chi.

    Riding the divine wind eagle, he chased for more than an hour, and at the same time, he was restrained by the fire spirit clone, but even so, he was still six hundred miles away.

    But Chi Yue is not in a hurry. He is waiting for work, but his prey has been consuming real energy. As long as he waits for another hour, he will almost win without fighting.

    It¡¯s just that the strength of this prey is too unexpected. He is only at the peak of bone forging, but he has a strong combat power that can catch up with acquired warriors. Not only that, he can also fly, and his endurance and long-lasting combat ability are also shocking!

    "No matter what secrets you have, they will be mine!"

    A sneer appeared at the corner of Chiyue's mouth. His goal was to conquer Southern Xinjiang, and no one could stop him.

    But at this moment, the smile on Chiyue's face suddenly froze, and immediately, his expression changed drastically!

    "Thisthis isSuzaku!!"

    Six hundred miles away, Lin Ming stared at the big red bird flying in the sky with eyes filled with disbelief. Is this the Suzaku?

    The legendary holy beast actually appeared in front of me?  (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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