"What are you practicing the "Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra"?"

Kong Lanyou looked at Zhang Ruochen, and his beautiful eyes showed an expression of expectation.

Zhang Ruochen's heart was filled with wind and waves, but his face was still very calm and had no strange expression. He said, "Senior is indeed a master. I can't hide it from you. You should have seen through the martial arts I practiced long ago, right?"

"As far as I know, only two people in the Kunlun world have practiced the "Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra". One of them is one of the nine emperors eight hundred years ago, Emperor Ming. The other is the son of Emperor Ming."

Kong Lanyou paused, carefully observed every subtle movement of Zhang Ruochen, and said, "One of them, one of them has been missing for many years, and he has not known life or death, but the other has been dead for eight hundred years. Zhang Ruochen, don't tell me, the "Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra" is also the consciousness in the ancient sword of Chenyuan is passed on to you."

Zhang Ruochen said firmly: "That's the truth."

Since he had already made a decision, Zhang Ruochen would continue to hide it. There are still many things that he needs to spend time to confirm. Before he finds the answer, he doesn't want anyone to know his true identity.

As long as he doesn't let go, Kong Lanyou can't do anything to him even if he speculates.

In fact, Kong Lanyou can use soul searching techniques to forcibly plunder Zhang Ruochen's memory and find out the truth of the matter.

But she was afraid that the man in front of her really had an extraordinary connection with the eight hundred young people. Using soul searching techniques may cause trauma to his martial soul, causing him to be irrecoverable.

Now, what should I do?

While Kong Lanyou was thinking, Zhang Ruochen had already entered the state of cultivation.

He closed his eyes and worked hard to circulate the "Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra". His body was tense, and the 100,000 pores on his body were completely closed, and his body became a leak-free space.

The medicinal power of the Blue Ghost Herb exploded and in a very short time, it surged into the blood vessels and meridians of Zhang Ruochen's body, and finally gathered in the middle of the eyebrows of the brain.

With the blessing of the medicinal power of the Blue Ghost Herb, Zhang Ruochen's brain was clear and his thoughts were clear, as if he had opened the door of wisdom and comprehended the sword technique more than ten times faster.

The heart of sword intent is in the Qi Sea. Practice the sword moves quickly, which will increase Zhang Ruochen's sword path realm.

"With the help of Blue Ghost Grass, the sword realm will definitely increase greatly. Perhaps, tonight, I will be able to catch Kong Lanyou's ten moves."

Zhang Ruochen activated his mental power to the extreme and comprehended the sword technique with all his strength. He must make perfect use of this opportunity so that he will not waste too much of the medicine power of the Blue Ghost Herb.

"The sword path comes from the heart, and the mind is clear."

"Walk with the wind and move with the clouds."

"The sun and the moon are coming out together, and the sword universe."

"Tai Chi, two yin and ten thousand swords return to one."

In Zhang Ruochen's sea of ​​energy, a white little man, with a lightsword finger, stepping on the true energy, practicing sword techniques, leaving behind a phantom of sword techniques in his mind.

The sword technique that cannot be understood in normal times can be fully understood in an instant.

A sword-driven thought arises from the heart and rushes upwards, as if he is about to fly out from the top of his head.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen opened his eyes, and a sharp light appeared in his eyes. He pinched his hands into finger swords, and quickly attacked Kong Lanyou sitting opposite him.

"Wow!"

Kong Lanyou reacted very quickly, and then arrived first, using the bamboo flute as a sword to hit Zhang Ruochen's hands and wrists.

Zhang Ruochen's wrist turned and quickly changed his move. His body suddenly stood up, his arms rushed straight in, and with a sharp sword energy, he hit her chest.

"Bang bang!"

The two of them quickly made a move and fought fiercely. Every time they made a move, it was like two swords colliding.

Zhang Ruochen sometimes stood, sometimes sat down, sometimes moved his body around Zhuting, attacking Kong Lanyou from different angles.

Kong Lanyou always sat there, with almost no movement except for his constantly moving arms.

After about three breaths, Zhang Ruochen was hit by the bamboo flute again, thrown away, and fell outside the bamboo pavilion.

Zhang Ruochen's legs sank, his center was steady, and his feet fell to the ground so that he would not look too embarrassed. He covered his chest and felt that his body was as if it was penetrated by a bamboo flute. The pain was about to break, and he could not lift a trace of strength.

However, there was no wound on Zhang Ruochen's body, which shows that Kong Lanyou used dark force.

"You can actually fight with me thirteen moves. You are indeed a genius." Kong Lanyou said.

Zhang Ruochen held back the pain and said, "It depends entirely on the blue sky grass of my seniors, otherwise, I would not have made such rapid progress."

"You don't have to be modest. No matter how good the Blue Sky Grass is, it's just a cup of tea. The key lies in the warrior himself."

Kong Lanyou stood up, put his hands behind his back, showing his strong spirit, and said proudly: "Zhang Ruochen, are you interested in quitting the Wu City Academy and joining my disciples? I can provide you with the best practice environment, the best guidance, and the best magic pill. I will not accept disciples easily."

"As it turns out, Kong Lanyou really wants to plan my cultivation path. Fortunately, she doesn't know my true identity, otherwise she would definitely take me away without hesitation." Zhang Ruochen thought to himself.

The height of the station is different, so the way of looking at problems is naturally different.

Kong Lanyou felt that it was a gift to Zhang Ruochen for her voluntary acceptance of Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen said, "Thank you for your kindness, senior, I have decided to practice in the Holy Academy. Moreover, I have agreed to worship the Master of Xuanji Academy as my teacher."

Kong Lanyou nodded, as if he had figured it out, and said, "Old Xuan Ji is known as one of the three sword saints in the Eastern Region. His strength is naturally not bad. It would be great if you can worship him as your teacher. Since you have made a decision, I should leave and return to the Central Region."

"Are you leaving?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Kong Lanyou sighed: "I came to Dongyu to see you. Since you are not that person, I don't need to continue to stay. Eight hundred years! His bones have turned into ashes, but I have an obsession in my heart and can't let go. You can't be him, nor can you be him."

There was an indescribable sadness in her voice. She didn't look like a saint with great powers, but rather like a weak and passionate woman.

For some reason, Zhang Ruochen also felt a sense of loss in his heart, not knowing whether it was because Kong Lanyou was about to leave or because of the passing of time.

Eight hundred years have passed, Zhang Ruochen is no longer the Zhang Ruochen of the past, and Kong Lanyou is no longer the Kong Lanyou of the past.

Everything has become different!

The black and flying rabbits in the sky are walking, and the world has been around forever and present.

Everything has turned into dust, but only the green mountains remain unchanged.

"You have caught my ten moves. The sword path realm should be about to reach the middle level of the clear sword heart. According to the agreement, this semi-saint mansion is now your private property."

Kong Lanyou stood up, outlined her slender and beautiful figure, and walked out of the bamboo pavilion and was about to leave.

Zhang Ruochen stared at her back, and finally couldn't help asking: "I heard you mention the 800-year-old son of Emperor Ming many times. Have you ever known each other?"

Kong Lanyou's body trembled slightly, stopped, and said quietly: "It's not just about knowing him. No one can replace him in my heart. But I know that there is never me in his heart. He loves another woman deeply. I can only stand in the distance and quietly watch them. Watch them practice sword together, watch them laugh together, and watch them embrace each other under the moon."

"It was precisely because of that time when I stood in the distance and looked at him secretly, so I saw him with my own eyes being killed by that woman with my own eyes. I rushed out desperately and wanted to stop him. But in the end, I was still one step late, watching him fall into a pool of blood."

"Even if eight hundred years have passed, that scene still flashes through my mind from time to time. Whenever I think about it, it really makes people feel sad."

"In an instant, the two heavens of hell on earth and hell are from now on, and from then on, old friends are ghosts."

Kong Lanyou didn't know why, but actually told the secret hidden in his heart and told a junior who had only met twice.

Perhaps, for eight hundred years, she has been really lonely and has no one to talk to. It was not until she met Zhang Ruochen that she could speak out the words she had suppressed for eight hundred years.

A long sigh rang out in the air.

Hearing Kong Lanyou's words, Zhang Ruochen's eyes were a little wet, and he no longer wanted to hide it in his heart. He wanted to tell her that her old friend was not dead yet.

However, when Zhang Ruochen looked closely and looked over, Kong Lanyou had disappeared and at some point he left the half-saint's mansion.

Zhang Ruochen rushed over and shouted: "Lan You, Lan You..."

However, with Kong Lanyou's cultivation level, he had already flown out of the Holy City of the East Region at this time. When he was thousands of miles away, he could not hear his shouts at all.

"In an instant, the two heavens of hell on earth and hell are from now on, and from then on, old friends are ghosts."

Zhang Ruochen recited this sentence and closed his eyes, feeling as if he could feel Kong Lanyou's sadness and grief over the years.

Zhang Ruochen has always regarded Kong Lanyou as a little sister, but he didn't expect that Kong Lanyou had such a affection for him.

If Zhang Ruochen had known all this, she shouldn't have kept it from her when she first met her. She shouldn't have let her continue to live in guilt, pain, and hatred. She should have been happier.

"In the future, sooner or later there will be a chance to meet her. Now, I should work harder to practice. Only when my cultivation is stronger can I do more."

Zhang Ruochen put away the complicated thoughts in his heart and rethinked how to improve his cultivation quickly.

His enemy is the lofty Queen Chi Yao. If he does not have strong strength, how can he avenge him?

After drinking that cup of blue-kong herbal tea, Zhang Ruochen not only greatly increased his swordsmanship, but also improved his martial arts cultivation a lot, and he had already touched the threshold of the Great Level of the Heavenly Realm.
Chapter completed!