"So, after Sun Qi and Qi Mu entered the Wen Dao ruins, Sun Qi was attracted by the Yuanhui Avenue, was rescued by Lu Shuang's sword energy, and led people to escape from the Wen Dao ruins; as for Qi Mu, listen

What Wuzhong means is that he seems to have met Qi Mu and wants to come to some agreement."

"After leaving the Wen Dao ruins, according to Qi Luo's words that day, Qi Mu was able to kill Sun Qi with one sword with the help of Ji Mei. Just as the Heavenly Gate opened, someone secretly controlled the thunder to destroy Sun Qi.

The remaining soul."

"What happened next?" Lu Xing went through all the ins and outs and then asked: "Have you ever seen the demon? It is a ghost king."

The atmosphere on the table suddenly stagnated, Wu Zhong's eyes flashed slightly and he did not answer.

"Hey, hey," Ji Tong frowned and said with a smile while drinking tea: "You, Wuzhong, want to use outsiders to break the balance between you and me. The evil spirit Lu Xing mentioned is the powerful ghost cultivator.

Well, I remember that he took your treasures when he left."

"It's been a month, and this ghost cultivator hasn't given you a reply."

Wuzhong frowned slightly and said frankly: "At that time, I was obsessed with swallowing Ji Tong's Yuangui Dao, so naturally I would be tempted by the ghost cultivator's words, not to mention that the treasures he took away were all that I had no use for.

"

"It's just..." Wuzhong paused for a moment and said, "Among the disciples who entered the Wen Dao ruins, two of them have something strange. According to Lu Xing's meaning, they have the aura of evil spirits on their bodies. According to

The feedback given to me by the old man in the sand is that one of them has been driven away by Han Rui, and the other one is still hiding in the team."

"Two people!" Lu Xing and Tan Jing looked at each other, worry flashing in their eyes: "Can Senior Brother Tan handle it?"

"It seems that we have to speed up. When Wuzhong returns the Yuanyu Avenue to Ji Tong, Tan Jing and I can go out to help Senior Brother Han."

"Okay," when Ji Tong heard this, he raised the tea cup in his hand, as if he was about to drop the cup. Perhaps the eyes of the three people around him fell on him, so he put down the tea cup angrily.

"Well, Dao fights with Dao. No matter what means I use, I can take back the Dao that belongs to me. It will be the joy of life." Ji Tong glanced at the corner of his mouth, not paying attention to the eyes of everyone looking at him, and continued: "It's not the same outside.

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, a thousand years have passed in a blink of an eye. Once I have integrated the avenues, I can go out for a walk and see how much of the world I have missed in these past thousand years."

Wuzhong pursed his lips and said in deep thought: "Yes, Wen Dao's relics have been around for eight hundred years. When this time passes, these relics will be handed over to the academy. Ji Tong and I will give up the control of the old man in Sha Zhong. He is Wen Dao."

The core of the small world of ruins. One more thing to ask of Miss Tan, could you please tell the elders in your family that if the merit of submitting the ruins is enough, you can shield some secrets for me."

"Jing'er has remembered what you said, sir." Tan Jing nodded.

"Yes," Wu Zhong nodded, then stood up, straightened his red robe, stood with his hands behind his hands, and said: "Lu Xing, come on. Use your sword to cut out the evil beast in my avenue with one sword.

, use this to end the eight hundred years of dispute between Ji Tong and me."

Lu Xing stood up on the table and said to Ji Tong beside him: "Mr. Ji, you will be responsible for taking care of Tan Jing later."

Ji Tong nodded, stepped on a bright fire, and led Tan Jing to the cold lock in the distance.

"Little girl, what is your relationship with Jiutian...?" Ji Tong rubbed his hands and threw the open flame in his hand to illuminate the void in front of him.

Tan Jing glanced at Ji Tong and said, "Should you ask her this question yourself?"

"Just like you can't tell the secrets of the founder of the three religions before he opened his path, I can't reveal her affairs either. Immortals have eyes and ears, and ordinary people make mistakes."

"Hey, you girl, I don't think you have a good face, why are you so unreasonable, and you use the immortal to suppress me if you don't agree with me." Ji Tong felt aggrieved. It has been outside for thousands of years, if the Nine Heavens Xuannv hadn't called out his name,

I am afraid that even he himself has forgotten that his surname is Ji and his given name is Tong, and he is a member of the Zhou royal family. The question he asked Tan Jing was just to meet an old friend.

"Hey, old man, she wants me to tell you something," Tan Jing's eyes were quick and she didn't know what she was thinking of writing. After a moment of confusion, she looked at Jitong with a much softer look and said, "She said that King Zhou's

The bloodline has not been cut off, but where it is exactly is up to you to find."

"Seriously?" Ji Tong's eyes were bright, and he couldn't help but smile. His old cheeks faced the firelight, and his eyes were like a pool of spring water, illuminating both the fire and people's hearts. "The Zhou Dynasty lasted for eight hundred years and was not inhabited by people. Okay, ha."

, Haha, just wait, heirs of Zhou. When I, Ji Tong, come back, I will let you live a life of worry-free food and clothing, and travel far and wide. Ha, haha——"

"Girl, I owe you a favor. As long as it doesn't go against my heart, I can help you." Ji Tong was filled with joy and made a promise on the spot.

Tan Jing was silent and murmured in her heart: After being lonely for a thousand years, it lasted longer than the Zhou Dynasty, but Old Man Ji could still maintain such a character. Is the human heart in ancient times really so good? This is more than a thousand years...

"Look!" Ji Tong pointed forward and said: "Lu Xing is about to clear the way. He cuts the way with one sword. I have never seen the way of swordsmanship today. Wuzhong also has great perseverance. No matter whether the ways are merged or divided, it doesn't matter.

None of it is easy.”

Following their gazes, the red carpet has undergone earth-shaking changes. The silver-white long sword is on the left, the three-foot sword is on the right, and the void is suddenly divided into two.

Lu Xing held the Great Ming Sword in his hand. This time he cleared the way without the protection of the sun and moon armor, and without any meritorious deeds around him. The residual power of heaven naturally fell on him.

Lu Xing gritted his teeth and swallowed the blood in his mouth. He held the Great Ming Sword in front of his chest and started stabbing. This blow was going to hit Huanglong directly.

"Wuzhong, bear with it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Xing's figure turned into a white light. This sword was too huge, and the sword energy as thin as ox hair shattered into the void, and there was a "clanging" sword sound every moment.

The light of the sword is like a shadow, and the swords of Lu Xingren merge into one, and he alone steps into the avenue of the three-foot sword.

"Is this the great path of Confucianism? The white mountains are as white as snow-capped mountains, and the waves are like tigers and dragons."

Lu Xing looked up and saw that the road was so vast that it seemed impossible to see the end of it at a glance. There was a virtual image at his feet, which recorded all the events in Wuzhong's life from childhood to the present for eight hundred years. This is the inheritance of Wuzhong.

When the road is opened for ten feet, there must be objects to carry it, which are also divided into upper, middle and lower grades. The lower grade is weapons, books and other merit treasures, the middle grade is tiger charms, jade seals, jade lotus and other luck objects, and the upper grade is rare and known to the world.

There are only the jade butterfly and incense portals of Taoism.

In addition, there is also a school founded by the sages of Confucianism: using one's own root cause and effect as the object of inheritance. This method has no advantages or disadvantages. The higher the realm in the future, the more benefits it will bring back.

, and vice versa. Wuzhong was a Confucian scholar in the Tang Dynasty and was arrogant, so he chose such a path.

Lu Xing narrowed his eyes slightly and thought in his mind: My Kaidao Shizhang was carried by my elder sister. It was made with the luck of the North and the sword intention. It is considered to be a fake. Fortunately, the eldest sister's technique is quite clever. What she used

Walking ten feet clear of the path is a false path that deceives the secret of heaven. I can walk it again in the future, and what I have determined then is the cause and effect of heaven.

The avenue was wide. After Lu Xing walked fifty steps in a row, the avenue in front of him changed. A eagle with broken wings was lying on the crown tree. At the end of the avenue, it was turned upside down into a towering locust tree.

Afterglow builds a nest.

"Is this what Wuzhong's method is? At the expense of the future of the great road, he builds a residence that can trap the birds, so as to combine the Tao and enter the realm of hearing the Tao in one fell swoop."

Lu Xing frowned and murmured in his heart: What if I were Wuzhong? After reaching the realm of hearing the Tao, I would never be willing to stop there. How should I improve my realm in the future? Wait, the thing that inherits the Tao! If I were Wuzhong, take

After arriving at the Chengdao object on Yuanluo Avenue, of course I handled the Yuanluo at will. How could I be so pampered with it again?

"Wuzhong is an astonishing talent! If the foundation of the Dao or one's own background is not deep enough, ordinary people will toss the Dao like this, and the Dao will be difficult and dangerous, and be riddled with disasters."

So, let's use the sword to cut the road with the sword, but it can't be delayed... Lu Xing's figure turned into a white light, and the sword light of the sun and the moon gathered on the Ming Dynasty sword blade. This sword pays attention to the word "quick". The white light penetrates the bird.

In the bird's throat, there was a "cooing" sound of the phoenix, and the bird whined toward the sky. The purple flame slowly extinguished, as if it was about to turn into the origin of the avenue.

Before Lu Xing could stop, he took the bird out of the avenue with the force of his sword, dragged it into the void, and then slashed backward with his sword, intending to cut off the flame connection in it.

"Lu Xing, you didn't...take away the core of Yuangui..." Wuzhong spoke through the voice of the avenue, his voice trembling, as if he was suffering from great pain.

"Hey," Lu Xing looked at the "core" of the eagle held in his palm. A touch of sword energy blew away the purple fire on it, and there was only a purple feather in it. He then looked at the avenue behind him, and saw only the top of the crown tree.

On the grass nest, there is a ball of purple flames gathering, and a newborn baby

The young eagle is waiting for food. In just a few breaths, the young eagle has grown purple feathers. It spreads its wings and learns to fly. It can already soar on the avenue. Then it hits its head against the barrier of the avenue, as if trying to escape from it.

Soar higher in the sky.

The corner of Lu Xing's mouth twitched, and he finally understood that Wuzhong wanted to turn the Yuanhui Avenue into a companion avenue, and even took advantage of the incompleteness of the Yuanhui Avenue to change its rules into something similar to its own.

Fit. Cultivating a living path in one's own avenue, and being able to gain the upper hand even when attacked from inside and outside, Wuzhong is very capable. If it weren't for the resentment bred by inner demons, Ji Tong would not have been able to last eight hundred years.

Lu Xing threw the purple feather in his hand in the direction of Ji Tong, and then plunged into the path of the three-foot sword. While in the air, he threw the Great Ming Sword in his hand, piercing the belly of the bird and pinning it to the ground.

.

There was a firelight emerging from the crown tree, as if he was preparing for the nirvana of the bird. Lu Xing hugged the towering locust tree with his hands, his legs sank, his body was bent into a bow shape, the veins on his arms popped out, and his sword intent was completely

He exploded, his black hair and clothes flew up, blood spilled from his teeth, and he roared: "Wuzhong, watch me pull down the old locust tree!"

"Ah hiss -" Lu Xing gritted his teeth and shouted, all his energy gathered in his hands, countless sword energy broke through the soil of the avenue, as if he was going to dig a hole in it.

"Boom!" There was a heavy sound on the avenue, and the towering locust tree was held on Lu Xing's shoulders. Lu Xing took one step forward, carrying the towering locust tree and ran towards the end of the avenue.

"Hey, you, what are you going to do? This old locust tree is my avenue!" Wuzhong shouted weakly with a hoarse voice.

Lu Xing threw the towering locust tree toward the break in the avenue, stretched out his right hand, and shouted: "Da Ming, here comes the sword!"

In response to the call, the Great Ming Sword was drawn out from the waist of the turtle, turned into a red light, and fell steadily into the palm of Lu Xing's hand. Lu Xing swung the sword down, and the sword energy went straight to the towering locust tree falling in front of him.

"Wuzhong, your Tao and the residual Tao are mixed together. It is difficult to separate them without completely smashing them and reshaping them."

"What are you talking about! I can't bear it anymore... Even if you break the Tao, who will rebuild it?" Wuzhong said in shock.

"It's okay, I'll help you clear a way!" Lu Xing chuckled: It happened that I had to clear the way ten feet away, so I tried the Wuzhong way.

"Clear the way? Wait, don't mess around..."
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