I started with Dragon Elephant Prajna, and I pushed forward with my skill points.

Chapter 10: The Persian Ming Cult and the Blackwater City of Western Xia
In fact, it was because of Mr. Xin that we were able to find a temporary shelter in a cave to avoid the sandstorm when a sandstorm hit the desert.

After a simple tidying up, Su Qing reunited with Old Man Xin.

Mr. Xin is a man in his fifties or sixties.

He wore a cloak with a veil over it, apparently to block the flying dust.

The skin on his exposed arms was tight, flaky, and even cracked.

Right!

The high temperature, strong sunlight and dry climate of the desert environment will have a certain impact on skin and body health.

As a guide, Mr. Xin is exposed to strong sunlight all year round, which damages his skin. It is understandable that he has problems such as skin aging, wrinkles, and sun spots.

After leaving Yumen Pass, Su Qing became somewhat familiar with Mr. Xin and his group.

He seemed to have thought of something: "That's right!
"Xin Bo, you just said that the last month has been a stormy period. Does that also mean it will be very difficult to leave the Dragon Gate Inn?"

Hearing this, Su Huirong also looked at him expectantly.

“Not to mention, Longmen Pass has been closed at this time.

The storm outside the pass is even stronger.

I’ve been out of quarantine for the past one or two months, so there’s no need to even think about it!”

“Can’t get out?
Doesn’t this mean that even if the Yuan Mongolian secret spy obtained the map of the artifact, he would not be able to leave the Longmen Inn?

After saving Su Huirong, he became a captain of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

If you complete the map to seize the artifact, becoming a thousand-householder should be no problem.

Thousand households?

This means 50 skill points per day.

It only takes twenty days to reach the level of a martial arts master's dragon transformation."

Thinking of this, Su Qing looked forward to the trip to Longmen Inn even more.

……

An hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Not far away, a mud-brick house built of sand stands in the desert.

A flag was fluttering. The flag was a piece of old, yellow linen with four big words written on it: Longmen Inn!

Dozens of tall camels and more than ten horses were tied up in the yard.

Su Qing, Su Huirong and guide Xin Bo entered the Longmen Inn together.

Perhaps because it was a storm outside, the windows of the inn were closed tightly.

The lobby was extremely dark at this time, in stark contrast to the scorching weather outside the inn.

If an ordinary person enters the inn, he will be blinded.

Of course, Su Qing wouldn't.

As the three of them entered.

The atmosphere in the inn was briefly stagnant. No one spoke, there was no sound, and everyone was motionless, like a static painting.

Everyone's eyes swept over Su Qing in unison.

Under the spotlight of the crowd, Su Qing did not feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, he took the opportunity to scan the entire inn.

Maybe it was dinner time, the inn lobby was crowded.

However, there were only three tables of guests that really attracted his attention.

There were four people at one of the tables, one old, one middle-aged, and one tall and one short.

The two men, of different heights, looked similar, were about forty years old, and had the same ugly lion nose.

But their skin had a strange iron-blue color, which made people feel that their martial arts must be very evil.

The old man was a little hunched, his face was full of wrinkles, his hair was gray,
However, those eyes were deep and peaceful, which was also extraordinary.

As for the middle-aged man's skin, it shone with a unique bronze color, and the whole person looked like cast iron.

The sharp contrast between his black suit and white robe makes him look particularly majestic.

He had a broad, densely pockmarked face, deep eye sockets, prominent brow ridges, eyebrows like two thick strokes of ink, and narrow, long eyes that could scare anyone to death.

This is a strange combination. The second table seems to be full of gangsters.
Their swords and weapons were either placed on the table or leaning against the table legs.

They always look at people with scrutiny, as if someone owes them money.
When it comes to clothing, they are as bold and unrestrained as possible.

There was even one person who bared his chest, revealing a tuft of heart hair. Coupled with his tower-like figure, he was intimidating.

The third table of diners that caught Su Qing's attention all had curly beards, blue eyes, yellow beards, and eagle noses. They were clearly different from the people of the Central Plains, and they were not from the grasslands either.

At this time, Su Qing was a little disappointed.

There was no figure similar to the Yuan Mongolian secret spy in the entire inn.

"Could it be that this group of people had already fled into Yuan Meng before the storm appeared?

If this is the case, wouldn't my position as a thousand households be ruined?"

Su Qing's mood became bad.

Suddenly, he noticed Su Huirong's presence beside him. She seemed startled and became unstable, so he asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Su Huirong moved closer to Su Qing and whispered, “Something is wrong at the Dragon Gate Inn.

Look, those people are obviously foreign visitors, judging by their attire.

I can roughly speculate that they are most likely from the Persian Mingjiao.

It is not clear whether it is the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings, or the Three Messengers of Wind, Cloud and Moon, or maybe all of them.

There were four people at that table.

If I'm not mistaken, they should be the elders of the Sun Moon Demon Sect Qu Yang and Xiang Wentian, and the remaining two are the Mobei Twin Bears!

As for that group of unruly gangsters, they should be the desert bandit Banbianyun!
And half of the cloud appeared.

Their leaders, the two evils from the Western Regions, might also be there.

As for not seeing the two people in the inn lobby, there is only one explanation: they should be resting on the second floor, or eating in their private room and not coming out."

Sun and Moon Demon Cult?

The desert bandit Banbianyun and the two evils from the Western Regions?

Persian Mingjiao?

Such a small inn, with so many criminals gathered together, is really lively!
Very cruel too!

No wonder Su Huirong felt a little uneasy.

However, Su Qing did not care about these things, but laughed: "Just now, I saw that there were no Yuan Mongolian secret spies in the lobby of the inn, so I thought they had escaped?
But he forgot there are guest rooms on the second floor. Or maybe he is just too inexperienced! "

Su Qing also secretly complained about himself.

"Official boots? Are you from the imperial court?"

Just then, a voice suddenly sounded.

In an instant, the entire inn was in chaos.

When they heard that someone from the imperial court was coming, many people in the martial arts world felt a chill.

In this world, the imperial court is too powerful.

Even the four holy places of Taoism, the six ancient temples of Buddhism and the seven sects of evil ways, as well as many martial arts families, cannot compare with them.

How can it not be shocking?
"Could it be that the imperial court has also noticed the ruins of Xixia's Blackwater City and has become interested in the martial arts of Xixia's Yipintang?"

It was so shocking that someone blurted out and inadvertently revealed a secret.

Western Xia Blackwater City?
Back then, when Mongolia was sweeping across the world, it sent troops to besiege Heishui City for a whole year.

There are only 108 warriors in the entire ancient city.

Before they died, they sealed their children, women and gold in the palace and died as a collective martyr for their country.

Since Heishui City was the last city of Western Xia, it gathered all the wealth of the entire country and buried incredible wealth.

Yipintang, the Xixia royal family's organization that recruits warriors,

In Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, the four evil men and Murong Fu all once defected to the Yipintang of Western Xia.

Anyone who enters the Yipin Hall is known to be the best martial artist in the world, and the Yipin Hall is led by the Xixia royal family.

Of course, the most important thing is that Yipintang has collected a large number of lost martial arts secrets.

(End of this chapter)