"You're leaving so soon? Don't you want to stay for two more days?"

Zhenniang took Qin Yi's hand and said reluctantly.

Although his tone was full of reluctance, Qin Yi still shook his head firmly and said: "Some things have to be done."

Qin Yong stepped forward to support Zhenniang and said, "Good man, he has ambitions in all directions. Come on, don't do this."

"Then let's have breakfast before we go."

Xiaoya woke up during breakfast time. Then, if she made a fuss, how could he leave?

Qin Yi glanced at Zhenniang and Qin Yong, then at the little girl who was still sleeping in Zhenniang's arms, and said, "I'm leaving."

Qin Yi's body slowly rose into the sky, flew into the clouds, and then disappeared into the morning glow.

Before breakfast, Xiaoya woke up. As soon as she woke up, she looked for Qin Yi, but she couldn't find him. She cried anxiously and ran to the kitchen.

"Third brother, third brother, third brother is missing, wuwu..."

Xiaoya hugged Zhenniang's thigh and started to cry.

Thinking that Qin Yi had left home again, Zhenniang wiped away her tears, hugged Xiaoya, and started crying.

Qin Yong looked at the scene in front of him outside the kitchen door. He stepped forward helplessly, picked up Xiaoya and said, "Okay, your third brother, you have to leave for a while because of something, and you will be back after a while."

"When will you come back?" Xiaoya raised her head, looked at Qin Yong, and asked sobbing.

Qin Yong thought for a while and said, "When you succeed in martial arts, you will come back."

When Xiaoya heard this, she immediately clenched her fists and said, "Dad, I want to practice martial arts."

Qin Yong smiled and shook his head and said: "Why, I'm not afraid of hardship anymore. Who cried yesterday and said he would never practice again?"

Xiaoya embarrassedly buried her head in Zhenniang's arms and said, "Who are you talking about? It's not Xiaoya anyway."

Xiaoya's childlike words soothed Zhenniang's sadness at parting, and turned her tears into laughter.

Qin Yong didn't believe it, shook his head and said: "You are just talking about it again, and when you start practicing, you cry and shout that you don't want to practice anymore."

Xiaoya immediately pouted and said, "Don't look down on others, Xiaoya doesn't do that."

Qin Yi maintained the state of unity and invisibility between man and nature, standing in mid-air, looking at his parents and Xiaoya who were returning to normal life, he breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head to look to the east, and murmured: "Follow the original route, go

Luo Jing.”

After saying that, the figure moved, flew into the distance, and disappeared into the horizon.

…

Qin Lang walked up to the white-robed old man angrily, threw a piece of information to him, and complained: "We have obviously paid the price and they have accepted it. How come they went back on their word and brought Zhou Boyuan to Beijing?"

After all, Luojing is the territory of the royal family. Even if Zhou Boyuan went to Beijing to hide, he would not hide for long.

The old man in white robe took a look at the information and asked puzzledly: "Zhou Boyuan, who is he? Is there anything wrong with him coming to Beijing?"

After all, Zhou Boyuan's affairs are secret. The old man in white robe has been under house arrest for nearly ten years. The information channels are limited, so it is normal not to know.

Qin Lang was too lazy to waste his words. With a wave of his hand, he sent all the relevant information from the attendants here.

After reading the article, the old man in white robe asked with a heavy eyebrow: "Monsters? They..."

Qin Lang said indifferently: "Although demons are more evil than demon warriors, we can completely control them. Those guys just want to get a share of the pie because our royal family controls the most powerful and powerful force.

,Humph, that is the result of many years of research by our royal family, how can it be possible as they wish?"

When the white-robed old man heard that it was even more evil than the demon warriors, he couldn't help shaking his hands and said in horror: "The devil almost ruined the future of the human race back then. This is even more evil than the demon warriors. This, this..."

The white-robed old man's reaction was a normal reaction. All people who were influenced by Literary Saint had this reaction when they heard about demons for the first time.

Qin Lang said unconcernedly: "I said, our royal family can completely control them. They will not become a big harm like the demon warriors, but will only become the strongest force for us to survive this spiritual catastrophe.

."

After all, the old man in white robe was not an ordinary person. He quickly calmed down and let it go. He did not mention the demon thing again, but only gave his own analysis and judgment on Zhou Boyuan's question.

"Since the royal family has reached an agreement with the aristocratic family, then this person is not important. Does the Weishui Qin family still dare to risk the disapproval of the world? Bringing up the old things again will cause another disturbance? The disaster of the spiritual tide is imminent. If the Weishui Qin family does this

, we don’t need to take action, other aristocratic families will also take action."

When Qin Lang heard this, the knot of worry between his brows was immediately lifted, and he happily said to the old man in white robes: "Yes, why didn't I think of that just now? Mr. is so awesome, he hits the nail on the head."

The old man in white robe then analyzed: "This does not seem to be the handiwork of Changping Marquis. It should be the handiwork of Qin Yi."

Having said this, the old man in white robe shook his head and said: "With such a naive plan, such an obvious flaw, and such a big plan, I had a high opinion of Qin Yi before. If Qin Yi is only at this level, there is nothing to worry about."

After hearing this, Qin Lang's worries about Zhou Boyuan's coming to the capital and Qin Yi's coming to the capital immediately disappeared. He laughed loudly and said, "I have nothing to worry about now that I have you sir."

…

"This is Luo Jing, such a rich spiritual energy. The concentration of this spiritual energy is three hundred feet high, right?"

Qin Yi stood in the air about 400 feet ten miles away from Luojing, looking at a building built on the bank of Luoshui, covering an area of ​​tens of miles and with a population of hundreds, surrounded by the "ji"-shaped holy mountain on three sides.

Thousands and countless formations were stacked up layer by layer to protect the airtight city, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"Huh? Above four hundred feet, it seems like spiritual pressure is starting to build up?"

Qin Yi keenly sensed the difference between an altitude of four hundred feet and an altitude below four hundred feet.

Qin Yi did not rush to Beijing. Instead, he was very concerned about this discovery and continued to fly upward. As the height increased, the spiritual pressure became stronger and stronger. When he reached about 700 feet in the mist, the spiritual pressure increased.

It has reached the limit of the ordinary golden elixir realm.

Qin Yi looked at the dividing line of six hundred feet with clear clouds and mist, and said thoughtfully: "Every one hundred feet is a threshold, and starting from the second hundred feet, the third hundred feet is another layer."

The first 100 feet to the 400 feet is a layer, the 400 feet to the 700 feet, every three hundred feet of space is a layer, and will have common characteristics.

"The first layer only increases the concentration of spiritual energy. The second layer also adds spiritual pressure on top of the concentration of spiritual energy. So what characteristics are added to the third layer?"

Qin Yi eagerly wanted to fly above 700 feet to find out, but in the end he held back.

"It's better to be cautious and come back when you are ready."

Moreover, there are some things that he has been preparing for a long time and cannot delay any longer.

Qin Yi took one last look at the obvious dividing line made of clouds and mist, then turned around and flew back without looking back.

He stood again at an altitude of about four hundred feet, looked down at Luo Jing, and concluded again: "I took a detour and saw several typical county and state capitals along the way. The inner cities of county capitals are all built at a height of one hundred feet.

In places like this, the inner city of the state capital is built at a height of 200 feet, and is mainly inhabited by martial arts, while the outer city is built on the plains, and is inhabited by ordinary people, with a very small number of warriors.

."

Having said this, Qin Yi shook his head and said: "Since the beginning of the county, the distance between warriors and ordinary people who have not practiced martial arts has been very obvious."

Only then did Qin Yi truly understand that the rule of the royal family in this world is not based on the common people, but on warriors. To be more precise, it should be based on various large and small martial arts families.

.

Even people in the martial arts world who are not recognized by the court are valued more by the court than ordinary people who do not practice martial arts.

The more he understood, the more disappointed Qin Yi became in this world with extraordinary power, and the more he admired his teachers, Feng Yu and other people who put ordinary people first.

They are different from Qin Yi, who has the memory of a world without extraordinary power. They are obviously not members of the ordinary people. They are obviously born as children of the top aristocratic families. However, for these common people who seem to have been forgotten by the world, they will go to any length.

The road ahead is bumpy, even if it is full of dangers, even if it costs your life in the end, you will not hesitate to move forward.

"Teacher, please rest assured, I will continue your legacy and continue to walk the road you have not yet taken!"

Qin Yi looked at the slowly rising sun in the sky and said slowly but firmly.

"I want to see if there are any dangers or difficulties ahead that can stop me!"

The first step is to start with Luo Jing.

…

The Marquis of Changping was handling official duties in his study when he suddenly sensed something. He suddenly turned his head and looked out the window. He saw a young man in a green shirt standing in the yard, looking at the swing in the yard in a daze.

The Marquis of Changping recognized the other party's figure just by looking at his side face, and whispered to himself in an unbelievable tone: "Qin Yi..."

I read the information about Qin Yi before and it was recorded that Qin Yi was proficient in formations. He entered and exited the villa quietly without alerting anyone. He just sighed that Qin Yi was versatile and didn't have much impression. However, when what really happened to him

Only when he was around did Changping Hou truly feel the shock.

The formations that Luo Jing was so proud of, and the formations that the Changping Marquis Mansion was so proud of, turned out to be useless in front of Qin Yi. He had already gone outside his study and was not discovered yet.

If Qin Yi hadn't revealed a trace of his aura because he saw the swing in the yard and missed the sight, I'm afraid he wouldn't have discovered it until Qin Yi stood in front of him.

The Marquis of Changping calmed down his messy thoughts, stood up, walked out of the study, waved away the guards who had just reacted at this moment, walked to the swing, and stood next to Qin Yi.

"It seems that you also know about this swing."

Qin Yi nodded and said, "I heard the teacher say that this is the best memory of his childhood."

Changping Hou looked at the swing and sighed: "This swing was made by Xiaoxu himself. At that time, he was so young and only knew how to play, but he had already shown his extraordinary ability. I also made an exception to keep this swing.

Swing, allow Xiaoxu to play here. Time flies so fast, in the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed..."

The Marquis of Changping looked at things and missed people. After a long time, he came back to his senses and said apologetically to Qin Yi: "I'm sorry, I may be really old. I've been distracted recently."

Qin Yi just nodded and said nothing.

It’s understandable that a white-haired person would give a black-haired person a gift.
To be continued...