North of the Seizure.

The wind was gusts, the howling wind was filled with solemnity and the rich blood that was difficult to dissipate.

The ancient city is located at the other end of the northern grassland. It spreads from the edge of the grassland. It is a yellow sand. Among the yellow sand, an ancient city covered with mottled marks stands tall, like a soldier in armor, sitting upright on a dead rock, crossing his sword and horse, blocking thousands of troops.

The old city walls are filled with sword marks, sword marks cut by great cultivators, as well as arrow holes pierced when countless arrows attack the city, etc.

Like a weathered and glorious veteran.

On the other side of this ancient city, Xu Yun was wearing a robe and robe in the Dali Temple, carrying his hands, as if walking in the clouds. Every step he took could lead to a hundred miles of land.

Xu Yun did not fly quickly. He came all the way from the imperial capital and watched the scenery along the way.

He passed by several cities, and the people in the city were worry-free and lived and worked in peace.

This is the north of the Pass, opposite the ancient city is the vast million-dollar king's tent, eyeing it with fierce spirits.

But the people didn't care at all. They were very relieved to live carefree under the protection of the ancient city.

Trade, business, farming, and all kinds of things are carried out in an orderly manner.

If that city is not destroyed, the people of these people will not be trampled by the royal cavalry.

And will that city be broken?

No people have ever thought about this problem.

Xu Yun landed under the ancient city. The city gate was closed and before it approached, a solemn aura came over. Even though he was the minister of Dali Temple, he seemed to be suppressed here.

After pursing his thin lips, Xu Yun felt that he might not turn around and go back. If he entered the city and read the prince's handwriting, would he be beaten to death?

Suddenly I was so panicked.

However, after Xu Yun adjusted his mentality, he looked at the city. On the tower, a general in black armor looked at Xu Yun calmly.

One is under the city and the other is upstairs.

The city gates are not open.

...

"Chu Tiannan!"

"Come on, fight!"

"Whoever runs away will be the grandson!"

The shrill roar spread from the library with a suppressed aura.

Li Xiuyuan's movement of holding Luo Xiaoxiao suddenly stopped, and turned his head with a ghost look on his face and looked at the library, but he saw that the lock of the library had collapsed and broke.

For a moment, Li Xiuyuan was filled with mixed feelings.

"Is this... condensed the Holy Word?"

How long has it been...

He gathered the lock with his righteous spirit, and it would never be possible to open the lock unless Luo Hong looked at the pages of the saint's book and condensed the holy words.

Even if Luo Hong uses all the trump cards, even if Luo Hong burst out with first-rate power for the first time, Luo Hong would not be able to unlock the lock.

Now that Luo Hong has collapsed this lock, the only explanation is that Luo Hong condensed the holy words.

Li Xiuyuan hugged Luo Xiaoxiao, a little dazed. How long did it take for him to condense the holy words?

Three days or five days?

How long has Luo Hong been, less than a day...

"I am worthy of being a junior brother. I am indeed suitable for taking the right path. Such a talent is favored by the saint!"

Li Xiuyuan was filled with emotion.

My junior brother has such a talent for Confucianism, but he must not go astray and go astray.

You must not waste this saint's talent for food and food.

Li Xiuyuan was stunned.

The students in the academy were completely confused.

Xiao Erqi pulled the corner of his mouth: "Here's here, Lao Luo started again. I wonder if he would record Chu Tiannan's small notebook."

Chu Tiannan's challenge seemed to have angered Luo Hong, and even said such slutty words as whoever ran away from him or her grandson.

Wu Meiniang also looked weird. Luo Hong had such strong confidence, as if she couldn't wait to fight.

Chu Tiannan...that's second in the yellow list!

The most dazzling star among the geniuses in the world.

Even if you fight in a difficult situation, then... you can still be said to be invincible at the same level!

Luo Hong’s talent is indeed good, but is there really a chance to beat Chu Tiannan?

The students around them all looked weird and felt that there would be a good show next time.

The monk Kuyue, who had a broken arm, stood like the spring breeze, with the white monk's robe flying, staring quietly.

He waited calmly.

Chu Tiannan in the center of the square couldn't help but stare at Luo Hong.

To his surprise, he even made a vow to fight with such a fast speed, and even made an oath of whom to run away from his grandson.

Do you want to overwhelm him Chu Tiannan in terms of momentum?

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and a wind suddenly appeared under Chu Tiannan's feet, blowing the brocade robe on his body constantly stirring up the constant excitement.

"Come on the fight!"

"Bet the general's order as a bet?!"

Chu Tiannan shouted.

boom!

In the library.

Luo Hong walked out, big beads of sweat rolling down on his forehead, and the breath on his body came one after another.

Above the head, a word "正" against the bright sun's energy emits endless and dazzling brilliance!

The saint's mantra!

Li Xiuyuan took a deep breath and this kid actually understood the saint's truth!

However, looking at Luo Hong's holy words, Li Xiuyuan's face showed a look of relief.

"Online represents the saint's sustenance for you and expectations for you. Follow the right path, correct your spirit, and become a great scholar in the world!"

"My junior brother, there is a bright future."

The disciples of the school were shocked.

"That is the holy word, the saint's true word. With this holy word, the righteous spirit is as strong as the sky, and the evil spirits are invincible!"

"I am worthy of being Mr. Luo Hong. No wonder he is called the example of justice in Anping County. Even the holy words he comprehended are so 'right'! I heard that the comprehending the pages of the saint's book and the condensation of the holy words are mainly based on the deep inner perceptions of the comprehended person."

Many students from the academy were extremely moved.

Xiao Erqi grinned and Wu Meiniang stared at him, both of them were envious.

Unfortunately, they are not disciples of the Master, and this library will not be open to them. Even if they are open to them, they may not be able to condense the holy words. After all, they do not practice Confucianism and Taoism.

Monk Kuyue looked dazed and stared at Luo Hong, staring at the word "六" above Luo Hong's head.

The righteousness is swaying and rippling.

"Maybe, I am really wrong."

"It may be a way to break through the sea of ​​suffering by killing."

"As long as the heart has Buddha and the heart is right, even if the corpse and blood are under your feet?"

"The Buddha's heart remains the same."

Monk Kuyue felt that he had realized it.

Understand the supreme Zen.

Chu Tiannan stared at Luo Hong. This was the first time he saw Luo Hong, the grandson of the Zhenbei King with the white python.

There was a faint aura that hit him, which made him extremely solemn.

"Sixth grade?"

Chu Tiannan took a deep breath, and the next moment, his breath floated, as if there were chains of qi mechanics entangled.

He began to take steps, one step, two steps, three steps...

The aura on his body actually began to fall rapidly.

Soon, from the peak of the fourth grade, he fell from the fifth grade, and then from the sixth grade.
To be continued...