In Nuanyu Pavilion, Fu Mu walked slowly out of the house. She looked up at the sky in the direction of the altar. First, there was a rain of swords in the city, and then the strange phenomenon arising from the gathering of the spiritual beauty of heaven and earth. A great road belonging to alchemists evolved from nothing to earth.

"He finally made up his mind..." Fu Mu looked back at the portrait on the wall, and in a trance, the white-clothed book on the painting came to life. The original whiteness turned into a dangerous wall and a sea of ​​fire. The scholar's folding fan pointed at the sky, and the arrows fell all over the sky without changing his face.

"My wife, you said Wang Juming is a person with a strong selfish heart, but unexpectedly he will come true." Fu Mu shook his head and laughed, his eyes full of bitterness.

"Jiuzhou, the world, my wife, you left early. What that generation did not do, the next generation may be able to do. Among those juniors, Sun Qi is no worse than Lu Xing, he was born wrong. When the tenth bachelor came to Xuejin City, he is now facing each other, which is really regrettable."

Fu Mu no longer missed the figure on the painting, turned around and faced the door and shouted outside the door.

"Come here, prepare a sedan chair--" The voice was very light, but it was very far away, as if someone pushed him secretly.

The snow fell, and there were still scattered sword intent in the sky.

On the eaves, the girl was holding a long sword in her arms, looking at her eleven or twelve years old. She suddenly stood up, stared at Fu Mu's back, and murmured, "Twenty years have passed, has grandma finally left the library?"

There is a special Gu in the girl's body that can keep her youth forever.

She watched Fu Mu walk into the frame and said, "Since the death of his husband, grandma has been jailed in a bookstore. It is clear that the death of his husband has nothing to do with her, but grandma always blames herself."

When the frame moved, she followed her over one eaves after another to secretly protect Fu Mu.

At the altar, the king named Twenty Steps to Ascend to Heaven, and behind him the Dharma image of heaven and earth appeared. One hand, the compass was used to determine the four directions, and the other hand, the ruler measured the heaven and earth.

He looked down at Luxing from a high altitude and asked, "Luxing, this is the last chance I have given you. If you are willing to give up the throne of the North and think of your past friendship, I will allow you a rich man who has no worries about food and clothing."

However, Lu Xing did not answer, and he didn't even look at Wang Juming.

Wang Juming continued to persuade, "Three years ago, you ran to Longhu Mountain to live in seclusion. Don't you hate trouble the most and like quiet days? Now I just let you make the same decision as you did three years ago. The Northland will not perish because of you, at most it will be a different name. With the help of Your Majesty and I, you will definitely be able to retreat the barbarian army, and the people of the Northland will not sacrifice innocently."

This time, Lu Xing finally looked up at Wang Juming, his eyes like a sword that penetrated people's hearts. He said, his voice was dull, "I... can't believe in the Eastern Zhou royal family. They are human forces supported by the heavens and men. I believe in it. How do the people in the world believe in this?"

His voice became high, and he turned to see everyone present. The following words came from the heart, "Have you forgotten this time of peace? What was the world like a hundred years ago? Life was tragic, people were living in poverty, people changed their children to eat, and high-ranking people were trembling, and heaven and man were like a sword on all necks. When will he die and when will he be born are all in the thoughts of heaven and man."

"I traveled to the country, and I was a scholar, and I was a martial arts practitioner, just to let the people live with dignity and die with dignity."

"The Confucian sages have a saying that the world can be war and disaster, but the only thing that is, the heavens and man are not allowed to intervene. The chaos in the world will be determined by the mortals."

Lu Xing looked at Wang Juming again, with a firm look, "I was willing to let go back then because I could trust Sun Qi. I don't want to abdicate now, but I can't trust you!"

On one side of the altar, Chen Wenzhe looked at Lu Xing with a spirit and murmured, "The chaos in the world is determined by the mortals; the chaos in the world is determined by the mortals..."

He suddenly turned around, bowed to Song Yan, and said, "Old Song, a fire twenty years ago has already burned out my nostalgia for Da Zhou. I don't want to suffer the second time. No matter how you think, at least I will help Dinglu!"

He stepped up, either towards the sixth floor warrior or towards Oulong, but he rode the wind toward the king's name.

"A little bit of great energy, a thousand miles of wind!" Chen Wenzhe's white robe flew, and the two big words "liang" and "zhe" were written in the sky. This was his 20 years of immersion in the realm of a wise man.

The two natal words of enlightenment.

When the two golden words were written in full, Chen Wenzhe's magnificent energy began to transform, with only a trace of righteousness.

If a wise man also has a saying of Great Perfection, only Chen Wenzhe is in the world!

"Wang Juming, I won't discuss right or wrong with you this time. The truth of the world is hard to explain. If it really doesn't work, I will go underground to apologize to Senior Sun Mu in a hundred years. With me here today, I will never let you hurt Lu Xing a hair."

Wang Juming frowned and said, "Chen Wenzhe, even if you include these two natal words, you are not my opponent. Why are you bored by yourself?"

"What if I count me!" Chao Tao shouted, his body of energy burst out, extremely sharp.

He stepped on the air, and the silver spear inserted into the ground flew out, circled around the sky and fell into Chao Tao's hands. He came to Chen Wenzhe's side, pointing at Wang Juming with his spear tip: "I have long seen you have been upset. I am in Wentian Pavilion, which means you always use your spiritual sense to spy. Don't think that you are the best alchemist in the world, and you can defeat you without Lu Shuang alone!"

Wang Juming said contemptuously: "Arrogant! A scholar who is not a great scholar, and a martial artist who practices guns, has not even touched the threshold of the Taoist realm. He dares to ask about fighting me, which is really a way out!"

Chao Tao spoke with fragrance and refused to let him go. "Who said I am not a Taoist realm? The short-sighted old guy, stare at your dog's eyes widen."

"Qiushi! You and I will work together to let him see!"

Chao Tao stepped back, held a gun with his waist and abdomen, and stabbed with one hand as fast as lightning. Each move was accumulating momentum, and he pulled out the gun, and when the gun was stabbed out, a silver dragon roared faintly. The handle of the gun was attached to the abdomen, and the left hand used force to hide the gate with a slight slash. The gun did not move, but the tip of the gun moved, and the person had already appeared before he moved.

At that time, the silver spear came out from his hand and turned into a silver dragon that went straight to the sky. The huge dragon head bit a hole in the sky, and a spear filled it.

"With heaven and earth as the foundation, the gun is completed!" Chao Tao stepped into the nine heavens, held the silver spear again in his right hand, and then fell like a meteorite, which was even more dazzling than the sun for a moment. He held the gun and hailed the murderous aura at the king.

Wang Ju Ming's face remained unchanged, controlling the Dharma image and the world blocked it. "You are just a few ten feet tall in your way."

Chen Wenzhe followed suit, and Haoranqi evolved into a hundred-foot long sword, slashing heavily at the Dharma Image Heaven and Earth that Wang Juming had.

The aftermath of the three of them being unwilling to fight affected Xuejin City, and they all ran to the high altitude to fight.

At this moment, Oulong took a step forward and attacked the unprotected land.

Lu Xing held two swords in his hand and was ready to fight. He could not avoid this punch. Xiaoyu, Wei Ying and Bai Hu'er behind him were all ordinary people, and these qi were enough to kill their lives.

"Hmph, you dare!" A girl in black stopped in front of Lu Xing, Xiu Jian and Ou Long's iron fist, and countless sword energy raged around.

The girl in black looked delicate, but her strength was amazing. Even a martial artist like Ou Long could not defeat her. She used her left hand as a palm and hit Ou Long, forcing Ou Long to retreat and widen the distance.

"Who are you?" Ou Long lowered his body in a mess, with a bad face, and said angrily: "You are definitely not so young, you have practiced some evil kung fu. The power of the moment is not blessed by true qi. You are not an ordinary martial artist."

Outside the altar, four expressionless people walked towards him carrying a sedan chair. Each of them was emitting golden light, and they were at least warriors in the Vajra realm.

The sedan chair landed, Fu Mu walked out of it and said, "She is my person in practicing the power Gu."

She slowly walked to Lu Xing's side and said, "Ou Long, if you dare to come to my north alone, aren't you afraid of not being able to go back?"

Lu Xing finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Mrs. Fu, you're here. Xiaoyu, Wei Ying and Bai Hu'er will be left to you for care. I'll go forward and have a look at this Ou Long for a while."

Fu Mu nodded and said, "Okay, the prince will let go."

She waved to the girl in black and said, "Mo Yu, come back."

The girl in black was fighting with Ou Long. She pushed Ou Long away with a sword and returned to Fu Mu's side.

Lu Xing rushed out suddenly, his swords in his hand, spiraling into the air, like a vortex of sword energy to kill Ou Long.

"Come

Well, I'm about to kill you, but you came to your door by yourself! "Ou Long and Lu Xing fought together, with great boxing skills and full of killing power.

"I heard that you learned a sword art when you were in Jiacheng. Now it seems that you can't use that sword art. The difference between this great master's perfection and the Taoist realm is a world of difference! What do you think of fighting with me!"

Ou Long shouted, "Open it!"

A hole was torn apart in the sky, and a fire avenue appeared. When the fire jumped, you felt the arrogant intention of the fist. The fist fell from the sky, making everyone breathless.

Lu Xing frowned, all the blessings of divine fire and open fire, but he was still a certain gap with the real warrior on the top of the mountain. If he really fought, he would be fine with two flying swords and over a hundred moves. If he fought for a long time, he would easily show his decline.

Mo Yu frowned and looked at the avenue in the sky, his voice was a little immature, "Grandma, this Ou Long is a bit powerful, even if my power Gu burst out, it may not be able to beat him."

Fu Mu frowned and said, "It is normal for you to fight. Gu Dao has been declining since thirty years ago. Nowadays, the world is dominated by the Three Sects, and only swordsmanship and guns can compare with them."

Mo Yu asked, "Then what should we do?"

Fu Mu gritted his teeth and said, "You can only bet. Can gamble for twenty years of peace win people's hearts? If Chen Yexing, Li Tianze and Song Yan take action to help Lu Xing, he will have a chance to win."

Mo Yu had doubts in his eyes and asked, "According to what grandma said, they are at least two Taoist realms, why do they have a chance? Shouldn't they be sure to win?"

Fu Mu explained: "I just received the news that the Eighth Prince came to the North and said he was here by the imperial edict."

Mo Yu nodded thoughtfully, and the implication was that there would be experts from the Taoist realm coming to participate in the battle.
Chapter completed!