Being Expelled From My School, I Just Want To Be Free From The World

"Quick! Quick!"

Zhang Shun's voice suddenly sounded.

The new head of the Ministry of War shouted loudly with an edict in his hand.

"Don't move! Don't move! Anyone who violates this rule will be shot."

A large group of troops from the Ministry of War quickly surrounded the place, and the cold black crossbows were aimed at these tiger and leopard riders dressed as charlatans.

At the same time, the Jinwu Guards outside the city also hurriedly withdrew from outside the city into the city.

"How is it, how is it? Is the Queen okay?" Zhang Shun asked hurriedly.

Mao Lan nodded, looked into the attic, and then looked back.

"Thanks to Mr. Li..."

After sending Changjing specialties for so many days in a row, I never thought that this person would be the world-famous Li Xuanxiao.

Mao Lan's mood at this time was extremely complicated.

Li Xuanxiao forced a smile and wanted to stand up.

But there was almost no strength left in his body.

Killing the life of Han Zhubi, the so-called invincible hand in the Third Realm, with one sword was not an easy thing for Li Xuanxiao nowadays.

Han Zhibi's feeling was not wrong. Li Xuanxiao's current cultivation level was only around the Six Scenery level at most.

What's more, the Qihai Snow Mountain was destroyed, there were no bones in the body, and the meridians were all severed.

Although the meridians are being repaired with the help of the demon soul, it will take a long time.

Fortunately, he is a talented person, and even more fortunate that he now has this unformed sword embryo in his hand.

Li Xuanxiao knew that he couldn't show any timidity, let alone make too many moves to let the old guys in Xiling see the flaws.

Li Xuanxiao scratched his head.

Killing people is really tiring, but sleeping is more comfortable.

After a while, he managed to stand up with his weak legs.

"Boom~"

Li Xuanxiao took out another object from his arms, a rattle and handed it to Mao Lan.

"Please help me give your queen a gift for her child."

Mao Lan took the rattle.

Li Xuanxiao put his hand to his mouth and whistled loudly.

After a while, a big gray and white donkey ran over wagging its tail.

Li Xuanxiao sat on the donkey and said, "Let's go."

Zhang Shun looked at Li Xuanxiao's back and said to Mao Lan.

"Master Mao, what's going on?"

"I'll tell you more later."

...........

It was dark at night, and Li Xuanxiao returned home, supported himself and ate a pot of green onion noodles and two steamed cakes.

Then he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

After last night's battle, I'm afraid there won't be peace in Changjing these days.

Li Xuanxiao knew that he was about to witness history again. He sat in a teahouse on Long Street.

Listening to all kinds of rumors, the waiter poured him a cup of tea.

Two days later, the emperor of Xiling died of illness in the palace.

The queen's youngest son, who had just been born, inherited the throne. Because the youngest son was young, the queen took charge of the entire court.

The emperor's adult princes were all controlled.

A tense atmosphere filled Changjing, and the sound of horse hooves continued to echo in the city.

Soldiers frequently shuttled between the streets. Their expressions were tense and they were holding weapons, which seemed to indicate that a war was about to break out.

As night falls, the cold wind howls by, carrying the heaviness and sadness of the years.

In this pitch-black night, a human head fell to the ground from time to time, and blood splashed on the cold ground, like a blooming flower, dazzling and strange.

"Buzz-!!"

The donkey's eyes were fixed on the money floating in the air.

There was determination and desire in its eyes, as if at this moment, only this magic coin and its eyes were left in the whole world.

Pulled by some force in the air, Faqian left a trail in mid-air.

Soon after, Faqian made a trembling sound, lost all control and fell to the ground.

The donkey suddenly seemed to be sluggish, and its ears drooped.

Li Xuanxiao said without raising his head: "Practice hard. If you want to refine a magic weapon, it is not easy to unite your mind and heart."

"Yeah~" the little donkey brayed.

Li Xuanxiao's eyes fell outside the window.

It finally stopped raining in Changjing and the weather became sunny.

The chaos in Changjing gradually subsided.

Li Xuanxiao narrowed his eyes. He had seen all of Changjing these days, and it seemed it was time to leave.

...........

Qingyunmen, back mountain.

Above the lake, four disciples from the Law Enforcement Hall were frozen in place.

The Qi Sea and Snow Mountain were sealed, and the Qi in the meridians no longer flowed.

Thin layers of ice crystals covered their bodies, blocking all their movements.

Beside the lake, three other disciples were besieging one person.

That person was none other than Chen Shishi, a disciple of Tongtian Peak.

The three of them each performed their magic tricks.

Several Talisman knives were lying in the air, like soldiers ready to go, rushing towards Chen Shisi the moment they heard the horn.

One person held out the magic rope, and the rope suddenly stretched to a length of dozens of feet and wrapped around him.

The other person made a stroke from top to bottom, and suddenly bright thunder fell from the sky.

Chen Shisi, who was at the center of the attack, pointed his sword with one hand and followed it with the other.

The next moment, there was a dragon roar.

Chen Shisi's body was suddenly shrouded in cyan sword light, and he seemed to be able to vaguely see a dazzling fairy sword being sacrificed.

But there was no physical form of the sword, and the green light flickered, as if a blue dragon was hovering around Chen Shishi.

After a while, the three were defeated.

"Papa~"

The second elder couldn't help but applaud, with a happy face.

"Not bad! Not bad, in just half a year, I mastered the Qingping Immortal Sword!"

Although the Qingping Sword is slightly inferior to the Qingyun Sword, the treasure of the Qingyun Gate, it is still a very high-grade fairy sword.

Rumor has it that the Qingping Sword is the fairy sword that the ancestor of the Qingyun Sect found in the long river.

This sword floats on the water surface, riding on the current waves and tilting with the wind.

Come and go erratically, let it take its course, and little bits of green are dissolved into the ups and downs.

And because it is shaped like a mountain waterfall or a long river with waves, although it has ups and downs, there is no trace of interruption and stagnation, so Qingping Sword is named after it.

In just half a year, Chen Shishi was able to replace the Qingping Sword with the Sword Intention.

He is worthy of being the most talented person second only to Li Xuanxiao.

The second elder said: "You will definitely win the first place in this Dragon Gate Conference."

Chen Shishi cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, elder, for your cultivation!"

The Dragon Gate Conference is a huge event for monks.

Originally, Qingyun Sect and several closely connected sects gathered together to compare their cultivation, discuss their moral conduct, and talk about future cooperation.

Later, the Dragon Gate Conference slowly expanded, and some other sects also participated.

Later, some casual practitioners would also participate.

Up to now, it has become the largest event in Zhongzhou.

For those who win the title, receiving rewards is second, and the most important thing is to make a name for the sect and themselves.

The second elder said: "There are still three months of the Dragon Gate Conference, and someone came to report that there are signs of recovery in the Ziyun Secret Realm in the northeast of Xiling.

Before the Dragon Gate Conference, I asked a few disciples to accompany you to the Ziyun Secret Realm.

The first is to gain some experience, and the second is to gain more benefits for the sect and brush up on your achievements, so that you won't have to make irresponsible remarks when the Qingping Sword is used by you. "

"yes!"