"Boom!" There was a loud sound in the sky, and the pale golden sword energy broke into two pieces. The incomplete sword energy was stirred by the wind, and countless wind blades left ravines on the ground.

Chu Xiuming was covered in dust raised by the sword energy. The sword energy was attached to the dust, and even the Haoran energy could pass through it. Although it did not hurt his body, it stained Chu Xiuming's white clothes with mud.

"Giggle," Xiao Yu chuckled. The book said Young Master Yu Wushuang. If it hadn't been for the Crown Prince's intervention, it would be difficult to see the sage from Yingtian Academy looking like this.

Liu Danyang frowned slightly, he was a little worried that this would anger Chu Xiuming, but the prince always had his own plans for doing things.

"Who are you?" Chu Xiuming walked out of the dust, holding up his sleeves and sweeping away the dust all over his body.

"Young Master has great skills. At such a young age, you can cultivate your sword sense to the level of a junior master. Looking at the world, there are not many people who can compare with Young Master." Chu Xiuming's tone was calm, but his brows were furrowed and his eyes were narrowed as he looked at Lu Xing and the others.

Chu Xiuming's eyes swept across Chu Chu's body. Chu Chu had put on a disguise, and his energy and energy had already been restrained. In Chu Xiuming's eyes, he was no different from an ordinary groom.

"Sir, why did you steal the cultural relics of Yingtian Academy without permission?" Chu Xiuming came within three steps of Lu Xing.

"I have met a wise man, young man Lu Xing." Lu Xing bowed slightly.

Xuejin City and Yingtian Academy have always been on good terms. The sword just now was to establish prestige, and now the sword is to show respect.

"Lu Xing..." Chu Xiu Ming murmured secretly. As his eyes noticed the trembling land god beside him, he had some guesses in his heart: He came from Longhu Mountain? His surname was Lu. Could it be that he left Xue Xue three years ago?

Jincheng, the one who imprisoned himself in Longhu Mountain.

Chu Chu came to one side with a cold face. He had always disliked these stinking Confucian scholars. If he had not just promised Lu Xing not to reveal his identity, he would have expelled them long ago. These Confucian scholars from Yingtian Academy are the best at deceiving people.

Lu Xing said frankly: "Sages, don't be angry. We have no intention of offending Yingtian Academy, but we came here to investigate a matter, which triggered the Wen Dao ruins."

"What should be traced to Wen Dao Relics?" Chu Xiuming asked, not quite believing such rhetoric.

"Sages don't know?" Lu Xing shook his head gently: "I don't know either."

"The red-armored cavalry came here a month ago. They were able to get a glimpse of the secrets of this place a month earlier than the Chu Xians."

"Qi Mu can travel thousands of miles from the warm south to the cold and dry north. What can there be in this small city of twenty miles that attracts Qi Mu to stay for a month?"

"The day before yesterday, Chu Xianren's Literary Genealogy Liuling gave me the answer." The words were like a slap in the face. If Sun Qi really died because of the cultural relics, then Yingtian Academy would be involved.

Chu Xiuming frowned slightly and listened to the meaning. He said that the Wen Dao ruins had appeared a month in advance, and Yingtian Academy was the last to know the news.

Absurd! The academy is where the remains of literature and art were obtained by observing the stars and celestial phenomena in Wenqu. Its secret method of understanding the stars cannot be cultivated except by sages.

"Young master is blinded by a leaf. I'm sorry that someone in Chu disagrees. You don't need to say anything more about the Wen Dao ruins. If you also want to enter the ruins, you can come to participate in the trial according to the rules tomorrow. For the sake of Xuejin City, I can Teng Teng

Make a quota."

Blinded by a leaf... Lu Xing narrowed his eyes, he was not going to waste the power of words with this Chu Xiu Ming.

"Land, lend me some incense, and I'll go back to the source and see what happened a month ago." Lu Xing spread his hands and asked the land god for it.

"Sure, look at Gao Xiaoshen. Where can I get any extra incense? I have been living in poverty these years..." The Earth God looked reluctant.

Lu Xing's face looked a little ugly, and he said coldly: "Land, don't you think that this treasure that you don't know where to come from can escape my eyes. These objects are all antiques, and they have the smell of decay attached to them.

, extremely damaging to moral integrity."

"You have owned this land for more than fifty years. I don't mind destroying your land god residence today and replacing it with an obedient beast spirit."

Tu Tu Tu's pupils shrank, and he didn't dare to refute a word. He gritted his teeth and handed half of the incense into Lu Xing's hands.

Lu Xing used the incense as a guide and the aura of awe that spread around him as a foundation to create a three-foot scroll in the sky:

In the valley a month ago, armored red cavalry rode through this place.

"Using an open fire will blow up the forest. We need to find the entrance to the Wen Dao ruins." Qi Mu, dressed in white, looked at the busy people, his eyes full of impatience.

There is a black-robed figure floating in the sky. Its upper body is humanoid, and its lower body is replaced by smoke.

"Young master, it's better to be quiet. If this land is disturbed and Longhu Mountain gets involved, it will be difficult." The voice was very dry. The man was hidden in a black robe and his appearance could not be seen clearly.

"Land?" Qi Mu smiled scornfully and said sarcastically: "They are just snobbery and money-grubbing people. When I was in the south, I visited a brothel with Fang Tudou, but the land god didn't have a good vision, so he only picked some of my sons to play with.

Tired."

"Don't worry, just send me a few more treasures. The land is a small god and has never seen the world."

The picture scroll flickered and turned into nothingness.

The Earth God looked at the scene shown in the painting, and immediately gritted his teeth. He looked at the more than ten treasures on the ground, and his chest rose and fell, as if he had a breath of bad breath.

"If the real person wants to deal with Qi Mu, it will be a small god's fault. He has humiliated my land god's mansion and must take revenge."

Lu Xing had no time to pay attention to the pretentious land god on the side. He would report the matter to Longhu Mountain and let them handle it on their own.

"Confucian scholars have a literary destiny, so you should be able to see that the content presented in this scroll is true. At this moment, does Mr. Chu have anything to say?"

Chu Xiuming frowned. If Wen Yun hadn't been able to cheat, he really thought that the scroll was Lu Xing's trick. If Qi Mu really knew the location of Wen Dao's ruins a month in advance, it would have touched the bottom line of the academy.

Chu Xiuming raised his right hand, and the three-foot Qingfeng pinned to his waist was unsheathed again, and awe-inspiring energy surged out of his chest, like a vast ocean rippling. The sword's edge was filled with energy, converging countless awe-inspiring energy into a sword energy, and pointed at it,

It was the dark forest in front of me.

Whether it is true or not, you will know if you try it. If it is true as the picture scroll says, the forest here must be in ruins!

The awe-inspiring sword energy split the entire forest with a sweeping force. Countless towering tree crowns fell, and the annual rings in the gaps in the trees were clearly visible. Heavy trees fell one after another, and the sound of rumbling was like the ground shaking, and the sun shone into the forest.

In the center, countless brand new tree stumps are covered with gold.

Hundreds of trees fell down, but no animals ran or birds escaped? Chu Xiuming's eyes turned cold, and he swung the long sword in all directions, and countless awe-inspiring sword energy slashed towards the four directions of the forest.

The entire mountain was suddenly caught in the roar of sword energy, and the aura of awe-inspiring was raging in the forest. The sky was full of broken trees and flying leaves, but Chu Xiuming did not stop, using his sword as a pen and aura of awe-inspiring ink as he wrote the words "Breaking the Formation" in the air.

Character.

The killing atmosphere swept across the valley in an instant, and the true face of the place finally appeared.

Black, eye-catching black! Countless tree trunks collapsed and were stacked on one side. There was no intact wood in sight. The raging sword energy split the charcoal wood. After a month, there were even some sparks still burning.

The wind picked up, and the black debris all over the sky was picked up, blocking the sky and hitting the group of people in the windward direction.

"This is a valley. There must be a village..." Lu Xing's voice was very faint, even a little weak, but it rang in everyone's ears like thunder.

Chu Xiuming wanted to wave his sword to block the oncoming flying debris, but his whole body stopped completely because of Lu Xing's words. The flying debris hit him all over, staining his white clothes with black charcoal dust and rubbing into the seams of his clothes.

Hard to drop.

Chu Chu raised his hand to block the flying debris in front of him, and exerted force on his palm. The terrain was Qianjin Mountain.

The flying debris that was flying outwards in the sky stopped immediately and fell to the ground from high altitude like raindrops, but the rain was black.

"Ashes return to dust, soil returns to soil." Chu Chu's face was plain. Xuejin City was a fortress, and he often had no time to be sad when he was tired. He was not as sentimental as those delicate Confucian scholars in the academy.

Chu Xiuming's eyes seemed to have lost some luster, as if the Wen Dao ruins were no bigger than the burning of a villa.

"Qi Mu's actions are against the laws of heaven. Now that he has entered Youzhou, I, Chu Xiuming, will take charge of it." His voice was a little soft, and he said to Lu Xing.

Lu Xing said calmly: "Qi Mu killed a lot of people in Youzhou, but I didn't see a sage being so interested in him just now. It seems that my third uncle was right in what he said. The term "corrupt Confucianism" is not an exaggeration.

Chu Xiuming raised his eyes, casually put the Qingfeng sword back into the scabbard on his waist, and murmured: "Young master, you can say whatever you like. I am a scholar, and I will be annoyed by the ruthless."

While he was talking, Chu Xiuming stepped into the burned area and waved his right hand high.

"Prince Chong said before, I will reserve a spot for you in the Wen Dao Relics." Chu Xiuming had known about the title of Crown Prince for a long time, but he said it at the last moment.

In the eyes of outsiders, only those with the Lu surname are qualified to rule the North. If Lu Xing had not insisted on giving in, the seven elders and some old city lords alone would not have been able to shake the Lu surname's right to speak in the North.

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Lu Xing looked at Chu Xiuming's back and sighed softly. He had just said that Chu Xiuming was a corrupt scholar, but there was still a word in his heart that he had not said out loud.

temperament--

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At this moment, outside Zhaonanxuan, an extravagantly decorated carriage stopped.

The servant bent down and stood on tiptoe, stepping on his back and stepping out of the carriage, his face still a little lazy.

The maid also got out of the carriage. The carriage was so high that she could barely stand upright. It was almost cold at this time, and when walking on the road in Youzhou, you could feel a slight chill in the wind.

The wind penetrated the clothes and hit the beautiful maid's jade-like skin. The beautiful maid's face was crimson, and the sheer coldness made her a little overwhelmed: Fortunately, the "master" didn't let her wear a gauze skirt today, otherwise it would really be...

I can't see anyone anymore.

But even though she was wearing a so-called cotton-padded coat, it was also in the style of a dress. The wind came from all directions, and a cotton dress could not block it completely. She shivered several times from the cold.

Qi Mu just looked at the maid's embarrassment, his eyes full of amusement. He grabbed the pink earlobe of the maid with his fingers, and blew the hot air from his mouth directly into the maid's ears: "You are so obedient..."

Several red-armored soldiers broke into Zhaonanxuan, but within a short time, they all rolled out of the gate of Zhaonanxuan with bruises and swollen faces.

"How brave! If you dare to break into our Zhaonanxuan without permission, you really think that your grandfather's sandbag-sized fists are just decorations!"
Chapter completed!