At night, the sky was clear and clear, and perhaps the thunderstorm had removed the excessive cumulus clouds here.

Five rays of light illuminated a dense forest, and countless branches and rattans intertwined into a large net, blocking Chu Xiuming and Zhuang You from leaving the cliff.

"I didn't expect that a wise man could be so difficult to deal with, and he could actually cultivate a true fire. He is just a wise man. If he were really in the realm of great Confucianism, I, Kuishan, would probably have to admit defeat today." In the deepest part of the dense forest, a shriveled old man was squatting.

On the tree stump, the skin all over his body looked like dry and cracked bark.

"The one named Zhuang You seems a little weird. My little tree spirits are actually kind to him unconsciously." The wizened old man raised his head and looked at the general direction of the person coming from the academy. A deep green light appeared in his palms, and a cold look flashed in his eyes.

: Why don't you try to kill Chu Xiuming today, otherwise, when he enters the realm of Confucianism in the future, you may have to live a life of hiding in Tibet again.

"Hey, who!" The wizened old man looked surprised: Such a strong sword intent, where did the sword cultivator come from? Could it be that Lu Xing came out in advance?

"That's not right! There is also a sense of awe-inspiring righteousness. Could it be that he is a great Confucian swordsman?" The wizened old man raised his head and looked up at the sky. The tree crown above it gave way to free up the sight of the old man. The more he looked at it carefully, the shock in the old man's eyes became clearer.

One more point. The person who came is really a great Confucian swordsman. Great Confucianism is difficult to deal with, and swordsmanship pays more attention to sharp skills.

A golden stream of light flashed across the night sky, and the man stood directly above the dense forest. He was wearing a big red robe, wearing a three-foot sword, and his voice was loud.

"You are fighting a dryad?"

Chu Xiuming looked for the sound, his eyes were shocked at first, and then confused, and asked loudly: "Who are you, sir? I'm sorry for my poor eyesight, but I can't see your name." Although he asked this question, there was a hint of speculation in his heart.

, the old master blocked you alone outside the south gate of Youzhou. People from the other two academies should not have crossed the line. They could only be ancient people from the cultural relics.

Zhuang You remained silent, secretly mobilizing his awe-inspiring energy and staring closely at the dense forest below to prevent Kuishan from taking the opportunity to escape.

In the night sky, Wuzhong swung his sword down, and the sword energy illuminated the day and night like a flash of startling white. In the dense forest, strange trees intertwined with their branches, like crows hanging upside down.

The light of the sword illuminated two white clothes under the cliff, and the sword energy opened a hundred-foot ravine in the forest. At the front of the ravine, a wizened old man was standing forward with his right hand raised, neutralizing all the sword intent in front of him.

"Why did you draw your sword? Just because I am a tree demon, you want to unite everyone to bully me?"

Wu Zhong held up a three-foot Wen sword in his hand. The sword energy gathered on it, and the awe-inspiring righteousness went out in all directions to seal the world. There was anger in his words: "What are you pretending to do? If you dare to open your mouth in the relics of our Wen Dao, you really think I am blind."

! It will take at most three swords to kill you. When I first returned to the world, I don’t want blood on my hands. Therefore, I will give you two swords."

Kuishan's pupils shrank, as if he heard a glimmer of hope, and he quickly shouted: "You have just used a sword, does this sword count?"

"count!"

"Sword out!" Wu Zhong made a sword finger with his right hand and placed it in front of his chest. The three-foot sword was unsheathed like a frightening dragon. He took off his hand and flew away. He used the sword control technique.

The light of the sword is like a shadow, the world is silent, as if holding its breath for a famous sword, and the sky is intertwined with golden sword shadows, like the ethereal Dunhuang murals.

"Go!" Wuzhong's sword pointed down, and the three-foot sword pierced down like a golden light. The light and shadow pierced the shriveled old man in an instant. The sword's light continued, cutting through the earth's veins, and heading straight to the source of Kuishan hidden deep in the depths.

"Boom!" This earth-shattering sound came from the ground. In an instant, the earth dragon turned over and the earth tower returned to its original position. A crack more than ten feet wide opened in the dense forest. Under it were two huge rocks.

A line of sky.

"It seems that he is not dead..." Wuzhong frowned and muttered, no longer caring about Kuishan's life and death, and instead told Chu Xiuming: "After this trial is over, the Wen Dao ruins will be opened, and many of the subsequent

I’ll leave the matter to you.”

"Junior, on behalf of the academy, I would like to thank you for your gift!" Chu Xiuming raised his hands together, bowed to Wuzhong in the sky, and said, "I wonder if you, sir, have a place to go? Do you want to meet the current dean of the academy?"

"I will go when I have time," Wu Zhong nodded, his eyes flashed, as if he remembered something, and asked: "There is a person who enters Taoism with a gun in this world, who is that person?"

Chu Xiuming did not think otherwise and said respectfully: "Sir, are you talking about the shot that came from the south to break the Silver Avenue? That was the gun god Li Hanguang, who once tore apart the galaxy with one shot. If we talk about it in terms of Tao, it can be regarded as the No. 1 gun in ancient and modern times.

one person."

"Do you know where he is?" Wu Zhongdan asked, with a little more interest in his eyes.

"Liangzhou, Mengjiang City. He is a general who is stationed in Liangzhou, Kong Wushuang." Chu Xiuming said, and then asked: "Why are you looking for him, sir?"

"He broke little brother Lu's sword with one shot. I have to go meet this Li Hanguang and vent his anger on little brother Lu!"

Wuzhong walked with his sword, heading to a higher place, with the sword's edge facing south.

"Is the way of swordsmanship just now practiced by land?" Chu Xiuming turned around and looked at Zhuang You. They both swallowed their saliva, "If Wu Xian learns about this, I'm afraid..."

The two of them quickly calmed down, not daring to think about it in detail, and mobilized Haoran Qi and Yiqi True Fire to block the origin of Kuishan in the giant stone in the sky.

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Cultural relics and underground palace.

Four pillars several feet wide rise up from the ground. In the middle is a square with countless strange-shaped utensils randomly discarded on the ground. Higher up, there is a building with red walls and blue tiles. The door is open and the interior is dim.

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"Cang!" A sword cry broke the loneliness here.

Under the three-door archway at the front of the square, first an oval void appeared, and then two people came out.

Lu Xing's right hand was supported by Tan Jing, and Dao Dao was injured, causing his soul to be injured, so he couldn't muster the strength to move.

"It's due to sincerity." Lu Xing raised his head and read out the four deficits written on the archway. Then he tilted his head and asked in a low voice: "Is this the last place of the cultural relics? Jing'er, what happens next?"

"Lu Xing will stand alone for a while," Tan Jing let go of Lu Xing's arm, came to the middle door, and wrote the word "net" in the air with her index finger as a pen and her emerald jade finger.

The word "Jing" floated toward the center of the square, and when it reached the center, it suddenly exploded. "Whoa" the wind sounded from all directions, and the thick dust accumulated in the square for eight hundred years was swept up.

With the spiral wind, it condensed into two stone balls more than ten feet high.

For a moment, the square was filled with treasure lights, and treasures large and small were slowly suspended in the air.

"Okay, you and I can go over." Tan Jing took a small step and returned to Lu Xing. She looked at Lu Xing's movement of supporting his waist with one hand and smiled: "Why don't you use this sword as a crutch? Is it like this?

A swordsman like you is reluctant to wear out your sword?"

Blocking the crutches? Forget it, I'm afraid Yang Yuhuan will skin me alive when he wakes up... Lu Xing smiled bitterly and said, "Of course, I can't bear to do it."

"Yeah," Tan Jing nodded in agreement, obediently stepped forward to help him, and said, "Let's go take a look at the treasures in the square. Let me tell you, Wuzhong must have hidden the good things in the building."

The two walked into the middle gate and headed towards the palace. Lu Xing glanced at the treasures in the square, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly didn't know where to look.

Weapons, elixirs and all kinds of treasures from heaven and earth are all there. If all these things can be moved back to Xuejin City, in terms of value, they can be equipped with a cavalry of 5,000 people.

"Longevity Pill, Breaking Realm Pill, and Yi Jing Pill... It's a pity. They are all pills that strengthen the body and strengthen the body. They cannot help Lu Xing heal the injuries on his soul." Tan Jing lamented.

"It's okay." Lu Xing said calmly.

"Boom!" A heavy sound came from the dark building. When the two of them turned their eyes, a purple-gold gourd rolled out from the door. The purple-gold gourd bounced heavily from the ground, crossed the red threshold, and rolled along the steps.

Falling, seems to be heading straight in the direction of landing.

Lu Xing thought it looked familiar. When the purple gold gourd came to his feet, he bent down to pick it up and said, "This is the sword gourd from Shashan's day. You and I have seen it. Speaking of which, my sword may be there."

inside."

"Oh~" Tan Jing's beautiful eyes narrowed, as if she remembered something worth remembering, and said: "This is the Xiao Gu that the young master said."

Young Master, I can change this title as I please... Lu Xing squinted at Tan Jing and found that Tan Jing was glaring at him, as if she wanted to eat someone. He was so frightened that he quickly looked away and quickly used the sword-raising gourd to change the subject.

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"Have Jing'er ever seen a sword-raising pot? This is the first time I have seen it. The eldest sister doesn't like hiding swords in sword-raising pots. She says that such swords lack sharpness, so she doesn't use them, and no one in the whole North can use them.

The sword is broken."

When Lu Shuang was mentioned, Tan Jing's face became less fierce. After listening to the last word Lu Xing said, she said: "Are you talking about the traceless sword stained with the blood of heaven and humans? The number one heroine in the world,

It’s time to cut off eternal life without leaving a trace.”

"Ha," Lu Xing said with a smile, "If sister knew that Yingtian Academy still has a little fan girl like you, I'm afraid she would be overjoyed."

"Lu Xing is not allowed to laugh at me..." Tan Jing's eyes were soft and she blinked at Lu Xing with a pair of watery eyes.

Lu Xing shrugged and said, "I'm laughing at what you're doing. I'm just thinking about what my sister will look like when she sees you."

These words fell into Tan Jing's ears like a gust of spring breeze. It was not enough to rub the roots of her ears red. She applied heavy makeup lightly and her cheeks were even more transparent than red jade.

Tan Jing's left hand pinched her sleeve tightly, her eyes were flushed again, and her heart itched: Ah, doesn't that mean I have to call her aunt... Bah, bah, bah, what am I thinking. The book, the book said

"The garden is full of spring scenery, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall." Could it be that Lu Xing knew what I was thinking... Bah, bah, bah, no, there are countless talents in the world, and Lu Xing is the only one.

It can be considered averagely good, but nothing more is good!

"Could it be that I got sick yesterday when I fell into the sea, and I caught the wind and cold today?" Lu Xing's heart tightened. He had heard that the Confucian aura of greatness could undergo countless changes, but it could not take care of himself alone. Before he attained enlightenment, he could not take care of himself, such as birth, old age, illness, and death.

They are no different from ordinary people.

Lu Xing stretched out his hand to lift Tan Jing's hair from her forehead, took the temperature with the back of his hand, and murmured: "It's not hot even to the touch - why is his face so red? It's strange..."

"Oh! Lu Xing, don't talk nonsense... I'm not blushing." Tan Jing suddenly came to her senses and put her small fist on Lu Xing's chest, as if she was going to hit him, but she remembered that Lu Xing was still injured, so she had to give up.

"Aren't you looking for Xiao Gu? Let's open this gourd."

The voice was thin and silky. Fortunately, there were only two people in the palace, so Lu Xing listened carefully, so he could understand what Tan Jing meant.

Two names come to mind, both of which are very nice...ordinary people can get one of them, it depends on how many good deeds they have done in the previous life, so that they can bother Yue Lao to show off his hands lightly.
Chapter completed!