"As far as I know, there are Tianjueqin in Tongzhou and Zhenren Zhang of Qingyun Sect in Yanzhou. However, it is said that he traveled far away in his early years and has never been in the sect for many years. He is also a laughing swordsman in Linzhou and Tianjizi from Xuanji Sect in Qingzhou. Last time I went to visit with my master. He talked with his master quite prone, but I don't know much about the others. You also know that Master never talks to me about these things, and I have been staying in the palace. But I guess there are always one or two hidden masters in those famous sects." Fang Jin scratched his head. Such masters are not cabbage, they are everywhere. One of them can produce one or two representative figures in each state and one sect.

"Isn't there in Yinzhou?" Xiao Shu asked.

"Yinzhou? I." Fang Jin rolled his eyes and patted his chest. He was a real pseudo-Heaven and a practitioner of Taoism. In another three to five years, he would become a elixir flying immortal.

"Come on, look for you? It's better to build a car behind closed doors." Xiao Shu smiled and shook his head. To break through to the realm of heaven and man, it would definitely not work by relying on one's own research. He also had to find a few people of the same level. Those alone knights are not easy to find, but the masters of the sect can run away from monks and temples.

"Why, you want to hurt each other with these people to seek a breakthrough?" Fang Jin looked at the mentally retarded expression. Which one of the pseudo-Heaven Realm is easy to mess with? Just talking about the Sword Lord thirty years ago, before breaking through the Heavenly Realm, was almost invincible in the world, and one person made the evil demon sect retreat for ten years.

"What hurt each other? I asked them for advice. Only by learning from each other can we make progress. Do you think everyone has an immortal master and an immortal book in front of you?" Xiao Shu pinched Fang Jin's face and pulled it hard. He has been unable to stand Fang Jin's appearance of being good at taking advantage of her since he was a child, and his hands itched when he saw it.

"You let go... why should they teach you?" Fang Jin rubbed his red cheeks, but he still poured cold water one bucket after another. They were used to slandering each other, just to find awkwardness for you.

"If they don't teach Xiao Shu, then the disciples must teach him." Xiao Shu patted Fang Jin on the shoulder.

"You mean... pretend to be their disciples and go to study secretly?"

"I didn't say anything..."

"Qingzhou Xuanji Sect recruits disciples every year, and the time is almost the same." Fang Jin smiled and gave Xiao Shu a look.

"I'll leave. Before it snows, I'll go to Qingzhou for a walk." Xiao Shu stretched. He didn't go to study secretly, but to study openly.

During this period, Xiao Shu felt that he had lost his selfless state of mind and returned to the past. The carefree Xiao Shu was back, but after saying goodbye to Fang Jin, layers of frost spread from the bottom of his heart, freezing all emotions in his eyes and turning into empty spaces.

Qingzhou is located in the north and winter faster than Yinzhou in the south. The cold wind is howling, and snowflakes are falling on the cloak. There are almost no pedestrians on the road. The dirt road becomes slippery due to rain and snow. Xiao Shu slowly rides on his horse. Occasionally, a few snow buntings fly by in the quiet sky, making it look even more vast.

He often encountered a village in three or five days. Most of the time, Xiao Shu spent the night in the snow. He kept the deep wind and snow in the Neiyuan, but his horse could not stand the cold and died within ten days. In desperation, he had to bury the horse and hike. Although Qingzhou is not far from Yinzhou, it is still more than a thousand miles away.

Even though he was walking on the starry night, more than a month had passed when Xiao Shu saw Yanguan on the border of Qingzhou. Even though he was carrying a red umbrella, he could not stop the wind and snow in the sky. His clothes were as hard as stones, and his corners were covered with thin ice. His eyebrows and hair were dyed with frost. However, this daily resistance to the invasion of cold air made Xiao Shu's inner self-cultivation go up to a higher level.

"Mr. Han, we have been waiting for almost a month. Do you think the prince is teasing us?" A general in the Yanguan city tower complained that more than 20 days ago, a messenger in the imperial city ran to death and rushed to Yanguan to send a message, asking them to wait here for a young man named Xiao Shu with a red umbrella.

This is good. Yanguan is located on the border of Qingzhou, and there are countless people traveling to and from it. It is impossible to find one person from it. In desperation, he could only check one by one at the city gate. The originally relaxed errands made them busy.

"No, the prince's letter is passed on, so why does it mean to tease him? Maybe that person has not arrived yet." Lord Han immediately interrupted, talking about the prince in public, but he would not do such a thing.

"I have a guess, I don't know..."

"What do you want to say?"

"It's cold and cold. Our Qingzhou is located in the north, and it's even colder. Even if the caravans occasionally disappear, how can ordinary people live outside for a month? I suspect that there might be something unexpected happening to that person and cannot come." The general realized that he had made up for his mistakes and quickly expressed his inference in order to make up for his mistakes.

"What you said is not unreasonable. Let's wait for ten days. If the person hasn't come yet, I will go and accus the prince of guilt." Lord Han pondered for a while and made a decision.

"Why should you go there in person, so your subordinates can send someone there at that time."

"What do you know? Do what I said." Lord Han said.

"Yes, sir."

Outside the city gate, Xiao Shu walked slowly with an umbrella. Three or two officers and soldiers looked at him and whispered, "Is it him the red umbrella?"

"We have seen more than a dozen people holding red umbrellas this month, and I guess they are not."

"What's that person's name?"

"It seems to be called "Shi".

"Forget it, this man wouldn't be the prince's friend at first glance. He was dressed like a commoner. Which of the nobles in the imperial city went out was not a carriage, but a pair of gold and jade."

One of the officers and soldiers walked up and said, "Where did you come from? Why did you come to Qingzhou?"

"Yinzhou, come to find Xuanji Sect." Xiao Shu said. He could hear the words of the officers and soldiers clearly, but he had no intention of hiding anything.

"Yinzhou? What's your name?" the leader asked with a frown. Could it be that the master has arrived?

"Xiao Shu."

"This... go and notify Lord Han! Mr. Xiao, please come with me."

Xiao Shu chuckled and shook his head, "This kid is really a mess."

Following the officers and soldiers into the city tower, facing him was a middle-aged man wearing a purple official uniform. The officer and soldier introduced, "Mr. Han, he is Xiao Shu."

"Young Master Xiao, the official finally waited for you." Lord Han looked sincere and even a little flattering. He personally brewed tea for Xiao Shu and ordered someone to arrange for Xiao Shu to take a shower and change clothes.

"No need, you are?" Xiao Shu refused politely.

"Han Qing, the governor of Xiaguan Yanguan, has been waiting for Mr. Xiao here for a long time." Han Qing smiled and everything was easy to say when the person came. He didn't have to go to Yinzhou to accuse him.

"Fang Jin asked you to wait for me?" In fact, Xiao Shu knew that no one else would do such a thing.

"Young Master Xiao is honest, the current crown prince is Chongjin." Han Qing's expression changed when he heard this and hurriedly reminded him.

"He can think of it, what did he say?" Xiao Shu asked.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince asked the official to send the young master to the Xuanji Gate, and he left you a letter and a fan." Han Qing took it out of his sleeve and handed it to Xiao Shu. In fact, he kept throwing this thing on the table. He only took it with him when he heard that the person had arrived.

"Xiao Shu, you left in a hurry, and I forgot. The last time I went to Xuanji Gate with Master, Tian Jizi gave Master a folding fan, but Master didn't care, so he gave it to me. I kept it and didn't remember it. When you left, I remembered that if you hold this fan, they won't make things difficult for you."

After reading the letter, Xiao Shu opened the folding fan. Unlike ordinary mountains, rivers, flowers and birds, there was nothing on the plain white fan, and both sides were blank. This was an unfinished fan. There was no unusual place. Then Tian Jizi gave Wang Yue such a fan?

But I couldn't see anything for a while. Xiao Shu closed the fan and put it away, "Mr. Han, don't you know where this mysterious gate is?"

"Xuanji Gate is indeed in Qingzhou, but not Yanguan, but in Zhongshan, Hengling. Young Master Xiao wants to go here and still has to continue to go north. Calculate the time, and it will take three days to whip up the horse." Han Qing naturally said everything and said everything.

"There is one more thing I want to ask about."

"Please say it, Mr. Xiao."

"I wonder if there is a sword-casting master in Yanguan?" Xiao Shu asked.

"If Mr. Xiao wants to buy a sword, I will just give me a command. Why is it so troublesome to cast a sword?" Han Qing said inexplicably. This sword casting is not a matter of three or two days, and a good sword can take a year or two.

"This is a private matter." Of course, Xiao Shu was not because Hongye was not used easily, but after coming to Qingzhou, he suddenly remembered that he had ruined a woman's sword and agreed to pay, but he didn't know if they were still in Qingzhou or had returned to Qingyun Sect.

"It's because of the officials who are too sarcastic. Yanguan does have sword-casting masters, but most of them can only cast ordinary swords and are used by the army all year round. If Mr. Xiao wants to cast a good sword, there is a sword mountain in Que'an in Qingzhou. It is rumored that there is an old sword man who casts swords all year round, but never sells them. Only gifts to those who are destined to be. Many famous swords in the world are from his hands." Han Qing said in a little panic, for fear that Xiao Shu would blame him.

"How many days will this Xuanji Sect recruit disciples?" Xiao Shu asked.

"The Xuanji Sect is a famous sect. As far as I know, they recruit disciples every year at the end of the year, and only collect ten people, which is almost this period of time."

"Since that's the case, thank you Lord Han for telling me, I won't keep more." Xiao Shu stood up and said goodbye. It was the end of the year, and he probably missed it if he delayed it for a few more days.

"Young Master Xiao might as well stay for a few more days. The official can send someone to send him to you." Han Qing hurriedly asked to stay. He didn't want Xiao Shu to leave so quickly. He finally waited for someone to come, and then he was about to leave without saying a few words. When the prince asked about it, he would inevitably end up being a crime of poor hospitality, and he also hoped that he could give him a few good words.

"No need, if Lord Han is willing, prepare a fast horse." Xiao Shu was too lazy to point out Han Qing's little thoughts.

Seeing that Xiao Shu insisted on leaving, Han Qing had no choice but to ask someone to prepare a fast horse and a full 100 taels of silver. Xiao Shu was speechless when he saw it, but he didn't say much. There was indeed not much left in the ten taels of silver all the way.
Chapter completed!