After wearing the book, I was taken away by the little junior brother Bai Qihei

Chapter 340 Xiling Mountain 1
The end of this wave of the Xie family was doomed early on.

Ye Lingsu and Qiao Xiaoxiao don't need to worry about the rest of the matter, the Master Wen will take care of it.

A few days passed in a flash.

Xie He's two families seem to have gone through the luck of reciting words.

Deliberately framed the Hurricane Group, angered the imperial concubine in public on Qianqiu Festival.

In the streets and alleys, many old rumors suddenly spread.

One pile, one piece.

As a result, the Xie family's prestige in Lancheng plummeted overnight.

Especially the death of the wife of the former head of the Xie family, the mastermind was directed at Xie Yuan himself, which caused an uproar even more.

Let's not mention how Xie's family was in a state of desperation and despondency.

The day when the royal family's training grounds are open has arrived.

At the foot of Xiling Mountain, the vast bamboo sea is magnificent.

Along the mountain road paved with green bricks, there are jagged pines and cypresses and ancient niches for stone animals.

On the mountainside is an extremely vast and splendid group of palaces.

It enshrines the ranks of successive Ceylon emperors.

Further up, the appearance of the mountain changes greatly, and it is covered with snow all the year round.

It was only when Qiao Xiaoxiao arrived that she found out that the so-called training ground for the royal family was actually the royal mausoleum of the Kingdom of Ceylon.

Just... quite speechless.

"Xiaoxiao, we really have to stay inside for three months!"

Qing Li Nuo rubbed her arms, feeling that the hairs all over her body stood on end.

Wenren laughed: "Father said. The main thing is that he is very friendly to the children of the royal family."

"Ancestral inheritance and the like can only be obtained by disciples of the royal blood."

"However, the aura in the mountain is much stronger than the outside, and there is an ice spring on the top of the mountain, which can cut bones and pulse."

"By the way, there is another exciting thing. It is said that there is a treasure of Ceylon in Xiling Mountain."

"Whoever can get it can kill the emperor, order hundreds of troops, and become the emperor of Ceylon."

Qiao Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up suddenly.

Isn't this tailor-made for Brother Su!
Hearing people laughed: "Hey, but it's just a legend. It has been thousands of years, and no one has seen that treasure. What the hell is it~"

Qiao Xiaoxiao said heartily: Don't worry, you will soon witness history.

It didn't take long for all the family members to arrive.

The Xie family originally had five places, but they lost all of them to the Wen family.

The He family originally had three, but they had to give up two to the Xie family.

Therefore, this time, the two families can only enter three people in total.

Hearing people laughing and humming proudly.

"Yo~ It's a shame to look at us~ What are you looking at, you are defeated."

Wen Renfu said coldly: "I can't see the cultivation of those three people."

"Besides, those two from the Xie family are definitely not the sons and daughters of each house."

Ye Lingsu pursed his lips: "One of the third-level Jindan and one of the fourth-level Jindan, they are the ones going to Zhuri City."

Qiao Xiaoxiao: "Wow~ Brother Su, you have really good eyesight."

Wenren bowed down with a hint of understanding.

"It seems...it's coming for us."

Wen Ren smiled and moved to Qiao Xiaoxiao's side, exaggerating: "Junior Sister Xiao, Senior Brother's life is entrusted to you, you must let Xiao Liangliang protect me well!"

Qiao Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes in disgust.

Xie Fei sneered: "Some people will never know how to reflect."

Qiao Xiaoxiao: "Brother Su, where is the He family?"

Ye Lingsu: "It's even more trash, first-order Golden Core."

Several people laughed.

As usual, Jindan is absolutely easy to establish a foundation.

Unfortunately, both Ye Lingsu and Qiao Xiaoxiao were cheating.

The strength of the rest of them is by no means comparable to ordinary monks of the same rank.

At this moment, there was a sound of silk and bamboo ritual music in the distance.

Someone cheered: "The royal team is here."

(End of this chapter)