He turned right at a small alley called Three Harmonies Li, walked to the end of the alley, and pushed open a rather old-fashioned wooden door. This was the small courtyard that he had lived in for several years.
This courtyard was very small, only a zhang or so in circumference, but it was extremely clean. The ground was paved with white stones, and a pine tree not even taller than a man was planted among the white stones. It was especially beautiful against the gray walls and black eaves.
The small courtyard was surrounded by the temple of the Celestial Tree of the Pine Paths. It was very quiet, and besides the two tolls of the bell, there was no other noise.
It could be said that this small courtyard was the best building in the Pine Paths, though not many people knew of it.
Xuanyuan Po walked over the white stones and sat down on the wooden floor in front of the door. He took off his shoes and put on a pair of clean white socks.
Before entering, he glanced at the pile of firewood by the door.
The pile of firewood was not very high, but it was very neat. If one looked carefully, they would even realize that the length and thickness of each firewood were almost exactly the same.
Xuanyuan Po thought for a while, then he slowly pulled out a metal rod from the pile.
This metal rod had no edges, much less any edge. It looked very ordinary and unremarkable.
In truth, it was a sword.
No matter how the Tier of Legendary Weapons was ranked, this sword would assuredly be ranked in the top ten.
Who could have imagined that the legendary Mountain Sea Sword was currently in a small courtyard in the slums of White Emperor City, and that its owner had casually stuck it in a pile of firewood?
It had received a similar treatment in the Orthodox Academy, even having to endure the smoke and smoke of the kitchen and even be responsible for prodding the charcoal fire in the stove.
Xuanyuan Po hefted the metal sword and pushed open the door.
The area of the room was also very small, with a low table and several prayer mats. In the middle was a paper door, separating the living quarters.
Xuanyuan Po gazed at the paper door, his left hand gripping the metal sword slightly tightening. His breathing remained calm, but his expression became extremely solemn.
The paper door was very thin. Let alone the Mountain Sea Sword, even his stalwart and muscular body would be blown over by a single breath.
Just what was he on guard against? Or even a faint fear?
Suddenly, a voice came from the paper door.
"I don't know who you are, but since you were able to sense our presence the moment you entered the small courtyard, you must also be a cultivator. Please come in and have a chat."
Xuanyuan Po showed no surprise. He looked at the paper door and asked, "Who are you?"
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On the other side of the paper door.
The room was slightly dark. Occasionally, the light from the flying chariot would pass through the tall window and illuminate the room for a moment.
There was some blood on the wall, and there was a faint golden color in it, but there were no longer any aura fluctuations.
A Daoist nun was leaning against the wall. Her appearance was delicate and pretty, and it was impossible to tell her age. Her brows were filled with hostility, but her eyes were filled with fear.
A scholar sat beside her. His face was slightly pale, but his expression was calm as usual.
It was Bie Yanghong and Wuqiong Bi. If not for the fact that Madam Mu was maintaining the seal over White Emperor City and Black Robe was shielding them from the heavens, they would have found it very difficult to escape alive. Even so, they had still suffered severe injuries at the hands of those two Angels, paying an enormous price.
Wuqiong Bi was alarmed and infuriated by Bie Yanghong's words. "Why didn't you quickly kill him and let him in!"
"Since you are the owner of this place, how can you be rejected by the guests?"
Bie Yanghong looked at the figure on the paper door and calmly said, "We cannot move, cannot come out to welcome you. Please enter."
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Xuanyuan Po fell quiet for a while, then raised his sword and pushed open the paper door.
The first thing he saw was a pile of crystals on the ground, two small pagodas, and several pieces of spirit wood.
It was obvious that this was some sort of array that could ensure that none of the Qi within the array leaked out and could not be discovered.
Then he raised his head to look at the two people leaning against the wall.
It was not that the brats of the Orthodox Academy had naturally become more careful as they grew older, but because so many things had happened in White Emperor City today. The Red River Beast Guard was still searching everywhere and the flying carriage was still flying through the night sky, so he had no choice but to be more cautious.
Xuanyuan Po stared blankly at the pale and wary Daoist nun.
When he saw the severed arm on her shoulder and the blood covering her body, he couldn't help but be dazed. Is this the cycle of the Heavenly Dao?
On a certain night, this Daoist nun came to the capital and tortured a stray dog to death. Guan Bai stopped her, so she cut off one of Guan Bai's arms.
Soon after, this Daoist nun came to the Orthodox Academy, broke through the wall, and wanted to kill him just to vent her emotions.
If not for Su Li's letter, he would have died that night and the Orthodox Academy would have been destroyed.
In his eyes at the time, this Daoist nun was a true demon, powerful and callous.
Who could have expected that when they met again after so many years, this Daoist nun would be heavily injured, her arm severed …
Xuanyuan Po said nothing, only turned to the man dressed in scholar's robes.
There were no wounds on this person's body, not even dust, and his expression was very calm.
But Xuanyuan Po sensed an aura of death.
It was obvious that this person had suffered even more serious injuries, in an even deeper part of his body.
When he thought of this, Xuanyuan Po suddenly felt sorrowful.
Since the Daoist nun was Wuqiong Bi, this person was naturally Bie Yanghong.
Just who in the world could injure Bie Yanghong and Wuqiong Bi like this?
When they were chatting in the Orthodox Academy, Tang Thirty-Six had once discussed this question with them.
Only that Saint couple could defeat this Divine Domain couple, the White Emperor and the Empress.
The problem was that the White Emperor was in seclusion, so who was the Empress's helper?
As Xuanyuan Po thought of these things, Bie Yanghong's gaze fell on the metal sword in his hand.
The Mountain Sea Sword had slumbered in the Garden of Zhou's Sword Pool for many years and then remained in the Orthodox Academy, never appearing. Not even he had seen its true body. But he could sense that the energy contained within this sword was extremely extraordinary. Then what of the person who possessed this sword?
This person was assuredly a demi-human expert.
Bie Yanghong mentally sighed, thinking, this is fate. There's nothing to be done.
But Xuanyuan Po did nothing. He did nothing, nor did he send any warnings.
After a moment of silence, he asked, "What sort of medicine do you need?"
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Bie Yanghong froze at these words.
Wuqiong Bi hatefully said, "What do you want to do? Don't even think about harming us! "
It was obvious that she had already recognized Xuanyuan Po.
When she and Bie Yanghong had left the plateau, they were already heavily injured. Let alone fighting, they couldn't even stand.
The seal on the two shores of the Red River had been activated and it was impossible to conceal their tracks. They had risked entering White Emperor City to take advantage of the chaos to find a chance of survival.
At the time, White Emperor City was truly in chaos, but soon after, many demi-human experts began to appear, clearly in pursuit of them.
They hid in all directions, eventually arriving at the less guarded outer city along the river. Walking into the Pine Paths, they sensed a spiritual intent in one of the alleys. Following it, they found a small courtyard and snuck into it. But before they could discover where the spiritual intent was, their injuries erupted and they hurriedly laid down an array.
Xuanyuan Po returned.
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