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Competing for the Canglong Order will inevitably confront Beisheng Palace, and facing a hermit sect like Beisheng Palace, thousands of troops are of little use, so he only brings Ye Xiaowei.

Ye Xiaowei is the intelligence organization of the Dajin royal family, and it was originally established by him.

As for whether to compete for the Canglong Token, he still has concerns in his heart.

But no matter what, there is no harm in finding the Canglong Token first.

If he really can't keep it, he can also give it to other forces in exchange for other benefits.

……

Beisheng Palace, in the palace.

Ling Guang's face was full of contemplation, and Tianmiao Lord below squinted at the letter in his hand.

"Master Heidi, there is something strange about this matter."

Lord Tianmiao frowned slightly, thoughtfully.

"Obviously someone is playing tricks behind the scenes!" Ling Guang also saw something was wrong.

Whether it is the existence of the Four Spirits Holy Palace or the North Holy Palace, it is a very secret matter. If the level is not low, it is impossible to know the existence of the Four Spirits Holy Palace.

And the Canglong Token is a secret of the Three Great Sacred Palaces, few people know about it.

But now there is such an uproar, even the ordinary warriors in the Dajin River and Lake know about it, it is obvious that someone is doing something.

"Yes, there must be someone behind this matter, but what is his purpose?" Tianmiao Jun frowned.

There are not many people and forces who can understand the Four Spirits Sacred Palace and the Canglong Order, and he can't think of anyone who would do such a thing.

Needless to say, the role of the Canglong Order is related to the entire Four Spirits Sacred Palace, and the Three Great Sacred Palaces will never give up.

It stands to reason that if someone got the Canglong Token, they should do everything possible to hide it. It doesn't make sense for everyone to know about it.

"Could someone want us to fight among the three holy palaces?" Tianmiao Jun guessed.

Even if he was thinking about it, he wouldn't think that Zheng Ming just wanted to see how many powerful forces were hidden in this world.

Ling Guang's face became gloomy.

Although hidden sects are rarely born, it does not mean that they are really completely isolated from the outside world.

In fact, the Hidden World Sect is more like a unique circle, and in this circle, it is also full of various struggles.

It's just that the vast majority of people and forces have no access to this circle, so they feel that the hidden world sect is very mysterious.

Where there is a struggle, there are naturally enemies, and there are many enemies in the Beisheng Palace or the Three Sacred Palaces.

Tianwaitian, Xunxian Temple, Misty City, Wuji Palace and so on.

They are not friends of Beisheng Palace.

It is estimated that many people and forces are eager to fight among the three holy palaces.

"No matter what, we must find the Canglong Order." Ling Guang said in a low voice.

"Master Heidi, this old man thinks it's better to observe for a while first." Lord Tianmiao said.

"If we don't find out the people behind the scenes, we will probably become the pawns of the opponent."

Ling Guang's eyes flickered, and he said, "But the advantage now is on our side."

"Our Beisheng Palace is the closest to the Dajin Dynasty, so we can take the first step. If we wait for the Nansheng Palace and Xisheng Palace to react, it may be difficult to win the first place."

"It would be very bad for us if we gave up that advantage."

Lord Tianmiao bowed his head and said, "Even if we get the Canglong Token first, we may still face the joint attack of Nansheng Palace and Xisheng Palace."

"The most critical people behind the scenes will never let us get the Canglong Token easily."

"He will definitely delay the situation until the arrival of Nansheng Palace and Xisheng Palace. It is even possible that the Canglong Token is a fake."

Ling Guang's pupils constricted.

fake!

……

Dali Kyoto.

Zheng Ming came to the Taoist monastery and tasted tea with the old heavenly master.

"Your Majesty, although your plan is good, there are too many loopholes, and it is easy for people to guess that someone is manipulating it." The old master stroked his long beard and said.

Zheng Ming held the tea bowl and said with a smile: "The strategy does not need to be too clever, the key is that the bait is not attractive."

"Even if they guess it, so what? The Canglong Token is too important to Sansheng Palace, even if they guess it, they still have to enter the game."

"Old Heavenly Master, you said that Beishenggong got the fake sign in the end, Beishenggong said it was fake, would anyone believe it?"

"Or do they want to believe it?"

"Besides, I don't want them to fight, I just want them to go from behind the scenes to the front of the stage."

"Even if it's fake, they have to come out and confirm it. As long as they show up, my goal will be achieved."

He said slowly.

The old heavenly master looked down at the tea leaves sinking to the bottom of the tea bowl.

"Hacking grass will scare snakes, but I'm afraid it will attract a beast."

He thought it would be a bit risky to act rashly without knowing the hidden sects.

Zheng Ming smiled slightly, and said, "It has nothing to do with us to startle the beast. That sign is now in Dongying Dynasty."

Now the Canglong Token is a hot potato, keeping it in his hands is likely to bring disaster.

So he sent the Canglong Order far away.

The big deal is not to use the Canglong Order.

"Where are those traces?" The old heavenly master asked again.

Zheng Ming smiled and said, "Only four people know about this matter, you, Yuhuatian, and Hei Qilin."

To do this kind of thing, naturally, the fewer people who handle it, the better.

No one is more suitable than the ever-changing black unicorn.

The fishermen are black unicorns, and the rumors are black unicorns.

One black unicorn can turn into thousands or hundreds of people.

"Your Majesty is thoughtful." The old Tianshi nodded.

Zheng Ming shrugged his shoulders and said, "Naturally, it's better to be careful about this kind of thing, so as not to get burned."

Do things professionally and don't mess around.

It's not good if the car overturns.

Chapter 2: The Competition Begins

"Your Majesty, you are waiting for someone to come."

When Zheng Ming was talking to the old master, Xiao Fuzi came up to him and said softly.

Zheng Ming immediately smiled, and said, "Do you want to go together?"

"Hehe, Your Majesty said that this man's swordsmanship is stronger than Ximen's. This old man is full of curiosity." The old master said.

Since then.

The two came to the Hall of Mental Cultivation together.

On the bluestone ground in front of the hall, there stood a man in black and a majestic eagle.

"Meet Your Majesty!"

As soon as Zheng Ming walked in front of him, he bowed and worshiped.

There is no emotion in the voice.

Zheng Ming took a look at him.

The first feeling was like Ximen Fuxue.

Ximen Chuuxue is dressed in white, Dugu Qiubai is dressed in black, Ximen Chuuxue's face is pale and handsome, Dugu Qiubai's appearance is ordinary and unremarkable.

The appearance of the two is very different, but the temperament of the body is exactly the same.

The same loneliness, the same aloofness, the same emotion far away from the world.

The sword demon seeks defeat alone, and the sword god Ximen Chuuxue, the swordsmanship of these two people has broken away from ordinary swords, and is more like a realm of life.

"Defeat" and "Blowing Snow".

Both are a kind of desolate realm.

"Mr. Dugu, please excuse me."

Zheng Ming stretched out his hand to help.

Dugu Qiubai raised his head, but looked at the old Tianshi.

"You are strong!"

A pair of sharp eyes were full of eagerness to try.

Zhang Zhiwei's hand stroking his beard paused slightly.

"Ahem. This old man doesn't practice swordsmanship."

Suddenly, he realized that it was a wrong decision to go with Zheng Ming to meet Dugu Qiubai.

If he had known that Dugu Qiubai and Ximen Chuuxue had the same temperament, he would not come if he was killed.

During this time, Ximen Chuuxue often went to him to compete.

Although he doesn't practice kendo, he is strong enough.

Made him a little depressed.

He is an immortal cultivator, he pays attention to peace of mind, and he doesn't like to fight at all.

In the past, Ximen Chuuxue was enough for him, but now there is Dugu Qiubai.

It's enough to kill!

Zhang Zhiwei muttered to himself.

"I only want one defeat, please fulfill it." Dugu Bubai would never let him go.

Zhang Zhiwei lowered his eyelids and glanced at Zheng Ming.

Zheng Ming coughed lightly, and said, "Old Heavenly Master, why don't you help Mr. Dugu."

He sold Zhang Zhiwei without hesitation.

'Woohoo, I can't find an opponent in my life, I'm really lonely and embarrassing. '

'Seeking defeat' is the greatest wish of lonely seeking defeat, how can Zheng Ming stop it?

And he also wanted to see the battle between the old heavenly master and Lonely Qiubai, it must be extremely exciting.

Zheng Ming's push made Zhang Zhiwei very helpless, and said: "That's the end."

"Okay! Let's go, let's go to the school grounds."

Dugu Qiubai hadn't spoken yet, but Zheng Ming was impatient, and pulled the two of them towards the school grounds.

"Ahem, little Fuzi, go and call Ximen Sword God."

He didn't forget Ximen Chuuxue either.

It must be more interesting for Dugu Qiubai and Ximen Chuuxue to get together.

After a moment.

Several people came to the school grounds.

Ximen Chuuxue has been practicing in the school grounds for a long time, but Xiao Fuzi made a trip for nothing.

Seeing the three of Zheng Ming approaching, Ximen Chuuxue's eyes suddenly burst out with fiery emotion.