The wind was strong and the waves were rising. Chou'er jumped up and the sky was set on fire.

In the past, people in the pavilion always had their backs on their backs. He could never see Lu Xing's face, and Lu Xing could not see him either.

But when the person in the pavilion stepped out of the pavilion, he was not hunched over, but with his head held high. He and Lu Xing looked exactly the same. If we really want to find differences among all the similarities, then they can only be two people.

In the eyes of the people in the pavilion, there is arrogance and arrogance, or more of the unruly spirit of those in their early twenties.

"After much thought and looking back, you took a trip to Kyoto as a hostage and became a person with no eyes." The man in the pavilion holds the virtual image of Wenshan in his right hand, leaving behind a heavy legacy of literary destiny with every step he takes.

. He deliberately raised the virtual statue of Wenshan very high, as if he was showing off his power. He raised his arms and smiled widely: "When I left Xuejing City in the autumn of that year, you loved reading the book of war the most. Han Xin, Bai Qi and Sun Wu were your most important."

Respectfully, when you returned to Xuejing City two years later, you never looked at the military book on the bedside, but went to the academy all day long to read some books by scholars."

"I am indeed your inner demon, but I am not who you are now. I have the desire to become stronger and bigger, so I absorbed the evil of Wenshan's virtual image, but at the same time I possess the power of Wenshan's virtual image!"

The fortune of literature fell like a sea of ​​clouds. After leaving the light of Wenshan's virtual image, it became extremely heavy. It hit the promenade heavily, causing the wooden bridge to break, and some of it crashed into the lake, causing waves as high as a person's height.

"What about you? When you were at Longhu Mountain, the Heavenly Master openly tried to stop you, but actually protected you from going down the mountain. He did not hesitate to sacrifice the Dao Fruit and used the method of changing your destiny to defy the will of heaven to help you peek into the secrets of heaven, but you didn't

I appreciated it and shattered the image in the middle of the process. Master Tian said little and turned to teach Chu Chu boxing. It's a pity that fate is difficult, not to mention Chu Chu is also a martial artist who is in trouble."

"During the battle with Qi Mu in Jiacheng, Chu Xiuming gave you the ancient temple that he regarded as a treasure. The eldest sister Lu Shuang personally helped you clear the way, and even lost a ray of your soul because of it. But as for you, Li Rui is the one who deserves to die, you

You insist on saving her, but you only understood half of the supreme true meaning, and then you leave the realm of Wuwuxu. After arriving at the ruins of Wen Dao, you insist on intervening in the Yuanhui Can Dao. Things have developed to the point where the road is broken, and Xiao Gu still doesn’t know how to cry.

What does it look like?"

"You talk a lot, so... are you done?"

Next to the willow tree on the verandah, Lu Xing held the hand of a beautiful woman, Yang Yuhuan covered her mouth and snickered, as if she wanted to know how this young man with sad eyes would deal with it.

"Things in this world are not as simple as you said. Song Qingran is enough for Heavenly Master to torment. There is no need to hurt the Taoist fruit for me. As for Li Rui, I am a seven-foot-long man and cannot tolerate a woman going to the hospital for me."

Death. And the swordsmanship you mentioned..."

Lu Xing lowered his head slightly, carefully avoiding the puddles at his feet, and said as he walked: "I am also a mortal. I can't cover everything. I can only do what I can and do my best. Having said that, it's hard for you to be my inner demon. I can't do it all day long.

Hiding in the pavilion, you can still maintain a proud and proud face."

Lu Xing sighed in his heart: Others either envy my background, or laugh at me for being a proton. It is rare to have someone who knows me and understands me, but it is still my inner demon... The inner demon is selfish and thinks of myself in everything.

Focus on the center and ignore others.

After walking for more than ten steps, the two finally walked onto the corridor. The momentum of Wen in front was unstoppable, and Yuchan was forced to retreat steadily. She had already retreated to the end of the corridor, with Lu Xing and Yang Yuhuan behind her.

"I, Lu Xing, ask my heart when I do things. Five years ago, during the battle with the Northern Barbarians, hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians in the North were provided with an extra spiritual place for each family. I, Lu Xing, hid in Longhu Mountain to tell the world, "Lu Xing has no intention."

As a prince, I only wish for peace and prosperity for the country and the people. However, there are too many people in the world who are unwilling to appreciate it. This time I went down the mountain and returned to the North, just to seek justice from all the countries in the world on behalf of hundreds of thousands of dead souls in the North."

Lu Xing raised his head, his eyes were as bright as pearls and jade, he reached out and held the jade cicada in front of him, his eyes trembled, and two lines of tears fell from his eyes.

"You can't do this. I can only do it myself..."

Lu Xing walked forward with his sword, and Wen Yun made way for him, blocking the divine fire from the sky and the waves on the ground. Counting one step at a time, he walked thirty steps. Lu Xing arrived in front of the man in the pavilion, and the sword blade touched

On the forehead of the person in the pavilion.

"Master, I will kill you. If you have any complaints, go to Wenshan to complain."

"You and I have been together for more than ten years, and today is the end."

The jade cicada fell and the sword continued to scream.

The man in the pavilion tried to struggle, but the ubiquitous literary fortune around him had blocked all his ways. In the end, he was not even defeated by Lu Xing, but by the virtual image of Wenshan that he was proud of. Therefore,

The people in the pavilion stared wide-eyed, feeling unwilling.

The inner demons were shattered and turned into countless flying butterflies that disappeared into the inner lake.

A virtual image of Wenshan is suspended in front. As the golden light extends, the literary energy in the heart lake returns to the virtual image of Wenshan.

Lu Xing sheathed his sword, hid it behind his arm, and sighed softly: "If you don't want to recognize the master, why bother wasting my time. With your background, you are expected to become the second Wenshan in the world."

Wenshan shook slightly, as if he wanted to express something. After waiting for a long time, a childish voice came out.

"I have used your luck to cultivate Wen Yun for more than ten years. If I kill you, I will cut off my future path to heaven. The demon in my heart is not what I want, but you are too domineering. Even the demon in my heart can swallow some of my evil.

."

"The three religions inherit the destiny of heaven, and the king of men controls the dragon of the earth. The cause and effect I have hidden in your body will be repaid for me in the future. I am waiting for someone who can establish a sect."

"Are you able to wait?" Lu Xing raised his eyebrows, puzzled: "The world has long passed the age of Taoism. Who can bite a piece of flesh from the body of the founder of the three religions?"

"My lord, don't be anxious, it's coming soon -" After saying this, the virtual image of Wenshan turned into a stream of light and escaped back to the pavilion in the center of the lake.

The heart lake is calm again. Except for the verandah that is broken into two parts, the willows remain the same and the spring breeze blows slowly.

"The younger generation, Lu Xing, has met the empress. I can't repay you for your kindness in rescuing her twice before." Lu Xing walked to the corridor, raised the jade cicada with both hands, lowered his head and said.

A pale yellow stream of light flashed out from the jade gap. The red robe and golden crown were like jade. Yang Yuhuan put her hands together in front of her belly, holding up the shawl on her shoulders with both arms. She raised her left hand and pressed it on Lu Xing's raised hands.

The jade cicada came up and said: "Let's make a living. You have to be Lu Xing. I am willing to follow the ancient etiquette. When you open your eyes and close your eyes, a thousand years have passed. Lu Xing's actions are superfluous."

Lu Xing raised his head, his eyebrows slightly lowered, deliberately avoiding Yang Yuhuan's gaze, and said: "If you need my help, just ask me, and Lu Xing will do my best."

"Ha, ha," Yang Yuhuan smiled without showing her teeth, her eyebrows were full, she didn't look like a noble lady, but like a big girl next door.

"You are on your own and you can't protect yourself. As for me, I regret a little bit why I chose you. We really have been enemies for several years."

The empress is an honest person... Lu Xing smiled inwardly and said: "Help the building to collapse and turn the tide before it falls. I think I am stupid and don't have this ability. But if you can help the empress do one or two things, give me a few years."

Take your time and you will be able to do it.”

Yang Yuhuan had a strange look on his face. He looked at the humble Lu Xing carefully and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "You, you sound so modest, but you feel a little arrogant in your heart."

"Then I'll be waiting for you. Let me know how many geniuses and graces there will be in the world eight hundred years from now."

"Okay! Don't blink, my dear. The world here will definitely dazzle you."

"..." Yang Yuhuan smiled without saying a word, and with a peck on his chin, it turned into a pale yellow stream of light and returned to the jade gap.

…

In the void, a girl's eyes were red, her hair was stuck to her forehead, and her cheeks were licked without even bothering to wipe away the traces of tears.

Her brows were filled with joy, and Tan Jing's body trembled because the person she was thinking about seemed to be awake.

A small golden sword sprang out from Lu Xing's chest and was inserted upside down on the iron rope. The jade on the hilt was engraved with a yellow flower.

"Lu Xing, are you okay?" Tan Jing gently pushed Lu Xing's shoulder and asked softly.

Lu Xing opened his eyes and vaguely saw a tear-stained cheek. His heart suddenly softened and he asked, "Why are Jing'er crying?"

"No, it's nothing, I'm not crying!" Tan Jing realized her face at this moment and quickly turned her head to the side, her sleeves brushed her cheeks. This wipe made her cheeks look even more rosy.

"It's sand that got into my eyes, um..."

Lu Xing nodded, sat up holding the iron rope with one hand, and said, "Wu Zhong and Jitong left the Wen Dao ruins?"

"Yes," Tan Jing nodded, her eyes narrowed a lot, and she whispered: "Lu Xing should not be blamed for his disability. I will definitely seek an explanation from my elders when I return to the academy."

When Lu Xing saw it, his eyes trembled slightly, and he said with relief: "There is no solution to this matter. The eldest sister went through all kinds of tricks to create a false way for me. The old men didn't stop me, because they wanted to use my false way to make a wedding dress for Yuanluo Candao."

."

"The first Zhou Dynasty established the human race for seven hundred and ninety years. Heaven is ruthless, but humanity is sentimental. It is understandable that future generations will preserve their ruthless ways for them. I feel extremely privileged to be able to do this to uphold the destiny of mankind, and I have no complaints."

Tan Jing's eyes were full of joy, and she seemed to be moved by Lu Xing's words, and said: "Humph, even if Lu Xing said this, I still have to argue with the old men."

"Okay, okay," Lu Xing reached out and brushed Tan Jing's cheek, lifted her black hair away, revealing a blushing face, and said with a smile: "Who doesn't know that Jing'er is the treasure of Yingtian Academy, and there are only a few girls in the world.

Master, even the elders in the academy will stop and listen when they hear Jing'er's insights."

Lu Xing's right hand tightly grasped the hilt of Yu Chan's sword, and the sword blade made a "clatter" sound as it sank into the cold lock. He stood up against Yu Chan with one hand.

"We can't control the external affairs for the time being, but we can still sort out the things in the Wen Dao ruins. The fact that you and I fell into the Wenhai was not caused by Wuzhong. This matter must be blamed on those two demon cultivators.

"

Lu Xing took Tan Jing's hand and walked towards the stone roof. He held the jade cicada in his right hand and threw countless sword energy around him. The sword energy condensed into substance and hovered around the two of them. The sword array took shape instantly.
Chapter completed!