At the beginning, the little prince Beili and his mother were crazy about each other.

After saying goodbye to a small episode, Xiao Ruolin and the other two continued to head south. As for the task issued by the system, challenging two sword immortals to stand side by side and suppress one, he has already selected the candidates. First: Xueyue Sword Immortal Li Hanyi from Xueyue City. Second: Dao Sword Immortal Zhao Yuzhen from Qingcheng Mountain. As for why they were chosen, it was not because the two sword immortals were weak, but Xiao Ruolin chose them with a purpose. On the official road, the three rode side by side on horseback. Seeing that they were getting closer and closer to the four cities in the world, Zishu said with some concern: "Pavilion Master, we are less than a hundred miles away from Xueyue City. Are you really going to challenge the Xueyue Sword Immortal?"

Xiao Ruolin smiled slightly and said calmly: "Why, you don't have confidence in me?"

Zishu shook his head, "I believe in your strength, but Xueyue City is now known as the best city in the world. I heard that the Xueyue Sword Immortal has a very strange temper. After all, he has been in the heavenly realm for a long time and is recognized as an absolute master by the whole world. I am afraid that you will suffer a loss."

Xiao Ruolin tightened the reins and whipped the horse's butt: "Then keep my sword box well, don't knock my sword."

Zishu's eyes lit up and laughed: "As expected of you, you are the Pavilion Master, you are so confident."

He turned around and grinned at Lin Mengyao: "Little transparent Lin Hall Master, let's go!"

Because there was no sign language, Lin Mengyao tilted her head and had a face full of question marks.

Rat laughed loudly, then shouted softly, rode his horse, and followed Xiao Ruolin.

An hour later...

Xiao Ruolin dismounted, looked at the magnificent city in front of him, and smiled calmly: "We are here."

There are four cities in the world, Tianqi in the north, Wushuang in the east, Muliang in the west, and Xueyue in the south.

Tianqi is the imperial city, gathering the luck of the world, Wushuang is a martial city, and the people in the city are all proficient in martial arts, and Muliang is an isolated city.

Only Xueyue City is a mortal city, and such an ordinary city has now become the number one city in the world.

Without waiting for Xiao Ruolin to speak, the other two got off their horses.

Anyone entering Xueyue City is not allowed to ride a horse into the city.

One is to express respect for the city lord, and the other is that there are ordinary people in the city, and they are afraid that the horses will trample and hurt the people.

The three led the horses and slowly entered the city.

At this moment, the sun was setting, the sky was bright, and the streets were all golden.

It was dusk, but there were still many people in the city. There were shops and taverns on both sides of the street, and the vendors were shouting.

"Xueyue Goubuli! Xueyue Goubuli is freshly baked! Everyone come and have a look and try it!"

Just after walking a few steps, a burst of shouting came into the ears of the three people.

Looking around, there were all kinds of stalls on the street, selling candied haws, buns, and fruits.

The rat looked at the dazzling array of snacks and felt hungry.

He took out some silver from his pocket and threw it to the bun stall without counting it, saying excitedly: "Boss, give me two baskets of buns!"

The fat old man selling buns only took one piece of silver and pushed the rest back: "This customer, you gave too much."

However, Zishu pushed it back again. He turned around and gave a thumbs up to the two people behind him, saying with a smile: "These two baskets are for them. I have a big appetite. I will pack all the rest."

The fat old man frowned and said suspiciously: "Customer, don't play tricks on me. I have 50 baskets of buns. How can you finish them all by yourself? The city lord has stipulated that food cannot be wasted."

Zishu patted his chest and said confidently: "I can eat another 50 baskets, not to mention these 50 baskets."

Hearing this, the fat old man He took the silver coins and shouted with a smile: "Okay!"

Zi Shu brought two baskets of buns and gave them to Xiao Ruolin, saying with a smile: "Pavilion Master, you have been tired from the journey these days. Eat some buns to fill your stomach. We will go to the restaurant for a big meal later."

Xiao Ruolin took the buns and gave one basket to Lin Mengyao, shaking his head and said: "So I can come alone. It only takes me one day to fly from the Soul Binding Pavilion to Xueyue City. You will suffer if you follow me."

"That won't work! Pavilion Master, your current status is different. If some blind little Karami offends the Pavilion Master, how can you do it yourself."

Zi Shu looked at Lin Mengyao, raised his eyebrows and said: "Isn't it, Master Lin?"

Lin Mengyao nodded in agreement, although she didn't know what he was talking about.

Xiao Ruolin smiled helplessly. He sat in front of the bun shop with Lin Mengyao, ready to wait for Zi Shu to fill his stomach before leaving.

At this time, Lin Mengyao gestured and asked:

[It's getting dark, shall I go find an inn first? ]

Xiao Ruolin looked up at the sky, thought about it, and responded with his hands: [No, it won't take half an incense stick to climb the pavilion]

After Zishu finished eating fifty baskets of buns, Xiao Ruolin stood up and said, "Let's go! Let me go to the Dengtian Pavilion for a while."

If you want to challenge Xueyue Sword Immortal, you must climb to the top of the Dengtian Pavilion.

After all, not just any cat or dog can challenge the sword immortal.

Today, the buns were sold in excess, and the fat old man in the bun shop was in a good mood. He heard the voice of three people going to Dengtian Pavilion.

So he asked, "Are you going to Dengtian Pavilion?"

"What's wrong, boss?" Xiao Ruolin raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Hey, young man, don't make yourself unhappy. Not everyone can break into the Dengtian Pavilion. Those old birds who have been in the martial arts world for more than ten or twenty years can't get through the fifth floor. You are a little kid who looks handsome, and swords are blind. It will be bad if you get hurt on the face."

The fat old man sighed and advised: "It's getting late, why not find an inn to rest first? You have come all the way to Xueyue City, so you must experience the customs and customs of Xueyue City first."

"I have only seen the wind of Xiaguan, but I haven't seen the flowers of Shangguan, the snow of Cangshan Mountain, and the moon of Erhai Lake!"

"It's not too late to see you after breaking through the pavilion." Xiao Ruolin shook his head slowly, and then walked towards the direction of Dengtian Pavilion.

Seeing that the kid didn't listen to his advice, the fat old man shook his head helplessly: "Hey, young people nowadays are still too impetuous. What kind of place is this Dengtian Pavilion? How can a little kid touch it."

The rat, who was originally leading the horse, became interested after hearing the boss's words.

He led the horse to the fat old man and said, "Boss, if my son reaches the sixteenth floor, would you be willing to make a bet with me?"

Wow! How dare you say that!

The fat old man also became interested, "What do you want to bet on, sir?"

Zi Shu took out a stack of five hundred taels of silver dollars, slapped it on the table, and said with a heroic face, "If you win, these five hundred taels belong to you."

Looking at the stack of silver dollars, the fat old man's eyes were full of stars and he reached out to take it.

"Hey!" Zi Shu put it away and said with a smile, "But if you lose, in the future, all our people who come to you can eat your buns without paying you money, how about it?"

The fat old man agreed without thinking, who wouldn't agree to give you money for free.

This must be a foreigner who doesn't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is, and wants to break into the sixteenth floor. Even if it's only the tenth floor, no one has touched it for more than ten years.

"Okay! It's a deal!"

Zi Shu showed a smile of success and threw a token to the other party.

The fat old man took the token and touched the material of the token carefully.

He weighed the weight of the token, which was heavy, and couldn't help but take a breath.

This small token is worth at least fifty taels.

Even though he is knowledgeable, he has never seen this token.

The token is pitch black, and in the center of the token, there is a word "天"!