Before the sunlight evaporates the water vapor in the mountains, the sun has already fallen into the Western Mountains.
Once there is no sunshine, the spring days in February and March will be a bit cold.
The whistling cold wind carried a strong chill, blowing on the delicate face of the moon.
However, evening always heralds the coming of night. As the tornado brings the moon to the unfamiliar mountain road, the already fair face of the moon becomes even paler.
She was afraid of these mountains, the rugged mountain road, the cold wind, and the unknown night.
Therefore, the 18-year-old woman in front of her stumbled and followed the ray of light revealed in the mountains, guessing the direction of Taixuanjing, and headed towards the prosperous capital city.
But soon, the light was gone.
The spring breeze drives the white thick fog and wanders on the mountain road, making the moon wheel not know how to move forward.
And she was also afraid that a mountain ghost would come out of the shadows all over the mountains and plains, or a monster would jump out and swallow her whole.
She cried because of the fear of these shadows and hid in a crevice in the rocks.
Yueluan is from the Qi State. He lives in the Qi State and grew up in the Qi State. He once followed his father to worship the ghosts of the Qi State. He also accidentally saw the blood sacrifice performed by King Qi Yuan. He is more courageous than the young master Da Fu, Miss.
Bigger.
But……
When the insects wandering in the cracks of the rocks crawled on her silk clothes, Yuelun didn't even know how to breathe. She closed her eyes tightly and shivered.
The woman who had left home for no reason did not dare to make a sound, let alone move, because she vaguely heard footsteps approaching.
"Is it a savage bandit in the mountains, or a monster?"
The moon is frightened, and its long eyelashes are still trembling.
But the footsteps were getting closer and closer, as if they were very close.
The moon doesn't dare to open its eyes.
She was afraid that when she opened her eyes, she would see a pale face, or a bloody mouth filled with sharp fangs.
"Huh?"
But the next moment, Yue Lun heard someone speaking with surprise in his tone: "This is a strange thing."
Yuelun's expression changed somewhat when she heard this voice. She slowly opened her eyes and looked along the cracks in the rocks.
Night has fallen, darkness has swallowed everything, and the moon seems to be covered by clouds and mist, without even a shred of light falling.
In addition, the eyes had been closed just now, and when Yuelun opened his eyes, the place he saw was pitch black.
She couldn't see the face of the person speaking in front of her.
But Yuelun is very smart. She had heard this sound earlier when she was still in the sedan chair.
Yue Lun still remembers opening the curtain and looking into the distant sky.
The bloody rays of light flickered in the distant sky, and under the rays of light, a black figure was depicted.
The figure was equipped with a knife, standing in the sky, speaking contemptuously to the monks she had once feared so much.
"It's the murderous swordsman."
Yue Lun breathed a sigh of relief.
At the very least, monsters are much better than mountain ghosts.
As early as the place where the battle just took place, the swordsman in green, who was called Nan Fengmian by Lord Gao Li, had many opportunities to kill her, but he did not do it.
In the current dark night, meeting Nanfeng Mian is the best result for the moon wheel.
A burst of vitality suddenly burned and turned into a stream of fire.
The sudden light fell on Yue Lun's eyes, making it difficult for Yue Lun, who was accustomed to the dark night, to open her eyes.
It wasn't until she became familiar with the light that Yuelun saw Nan Fengmian's appearance in the firelight.
Nan Fengmian's black hair was tied behind her back. Half of her green clothes had been dyed red with blood and even turned black. The hideous wounds had not been treated and the flesh and blood were curled up, making her look a bit miserable.
But the swordsman's expression was as relaxed as before.
He found a willow branch from nowhere and held it in his mouth. The long knife at his waist seemed to be caught in the spring breeze. Even a woman like Yue Lun who had never practiced spiritual practice could vaguely see the breeze blowing.
Besides...a huge beast floating out of thin air next to Nan Fengmian startled Yuelun.
It was a wolf, but it was much larger than an ordinary wild wolf. The fangs protruding from its mouth were just like Yue Lun had just imagined, and the thick tartar could not hide the sharpness of the wolf teeth.
After being frightened, Yue Lun felt a little more at ease because this behemoth, which was more than a foot long, was dead.
Its throat was cut by a knife sharper than his fangs, and blood flowed on its fur, making it somewhat black.
"Why are you here?"
Nan Fengmian frowned, pointed in another direction and said, "That's Taixuanjing."
Yueluan stretched out the back of her dusty hand and wiped her face.
Yue Lun's face, which was originally lightly made up, suddenly became discolored.
Nan Fengmian pointed to the distance and continued moving forward.
Yuelun did not hesitate and quickly got out of the gap in the rocks and followed Nan Fengmian.
She lowered her head carefully and followed Nan Fengmian step by step, walking dozens of steps.
"What are you following me for?"
Nan Fengmian stopped, turned around and raised his eyebrows: "You are from the Qi State. I have killed those Qi State guards. Are you not afraid of me?"
Yueluan stood there, nodding timidly but not speaking.
Nan Fengmian thought that the moon wheel would no longer follow him, so he turned around and walked a few steps, then stopped again.
He took a careful look at the moon and suddenly realized: "That's right, you haven't practiced yet. It's already dark at this time. If you just walk on the mountain road like this, you will probably lose your life."
Nan Fengmian looked left and right as he spoke, and then looked at the gap in the rocks in the distance where the moon had just escaped.
"You have an extraordinary status. You just need to endure it for a while. There is no need for tomorrow. Maybe in a few quarters of an hour, someone will naturally come looking for you."
"You go in, and I will catch some mist and spring breeze for you, blow away the human smell on your body, and cover your figure."
Nan Fengmian decided to lend a helping hand to the disgraced woman in front of him.
Yuelun shook his head.
Nan Fengmian frowned, turned around and moved forward, but the woman was still following behind him.
"You depend on me?"
Nan Fengmian looked up at the sky, then looked down at his wounds. His soul was withered again because of the sword that defeated the Seven-Star Sword Constellation.
At this time, riding on the wind and ascending to the void, the breath is exposed, making it easier for others to detect.
But what kind of person is Nan Fengmian?
If he wanted to get rid of the woman behind him, it would be effortless.
But the frail woman behind him staggered forward, and her body trembled because of a wolf howling in the distance.
Driven by the chivalrous spirit in Nan Fengmian's heart, he simply sat down on the spot and lit another vitality bonfire.
He took out a small knife and peeled off the skin carefully.
Whether it was when he was traveling around the world or when he was in Northern Qin, he had skinned countless beasts and was already familiar with them.
Along the gaps between the skin and flesh, the diaphragm, and the texture of the fascia, the knife in Nan Fengmian's hand flew among the skin and meat. Within a moment, the most tender piece of meat on the giant wolf was cooked by Nan Fengmian and suspended.
Roasting on the campfire.
The warmth emanating from the bonfire also made the already shivering moonlight less uncomfortable.
She sat next to the bonfire, hugging her legs, crying and staring closely at the giant wolf in Nanfeng Mian's cuisine.
On weekdays, even if she accidentally watched Qi's blood sacrifice, she would not be able to watch these bloody scenes.
But today, Yue Lun was afraid that if he relaxed a little, the swordsman in green clothes in front of him would disappear in the blink of an eye.
The reason why Nan Fengmian did not kill the woman in front of him was because she had not practiced cultivation.
The reason why the Qi monks were killed was because they did not want to see the evil prince of Qi in the Hengshan Mansion gain power and continue to kill innocent people.
But as early as during the fight, Nan Fengmian had already sensed that the woman in the sedan chair was powerless and was not an unparalleled monk.
He was not a pedantic swordsman originally, but he felt that killing a weak woman with Xinggu Zhenren would be a disgrace to the famous sword in his waist.
In addition, Jixia Sword Pavilion sent the Seven Star Sword Constellation to protect her with the Seven Star Sword, and even the Sword Master of Qi State brewed a sword intention in the Seven Star Sword, which shows that this woman's identity is extraordinary.
At the very least, it is much higher than the Seven-Star Sword Constellation.
Nan Fengmian wanted to go south with his sword and see the world, but he didn't want to betray Dafu or become a bandit.
In his heart, he still hopes that Dafu will be strong and prosperous, and that the people of Dafu will be better.
Killing several Qi monks was because he was indifferent to the evil deeds in Hengshan Mansion by the officials in the court. It was his punishment for the evil prince.
But this woman had no cultivation, and the naivety and fear in her eyes did not seem to be fake in the eyes of Nan Fengmian, who had already seen all kinds of people in the world.
It was for these many reasons that Nan Fengmian did not kill her. He even set up a bonfire in the dark night and roasted a piece of wolf meat.
Yue Lun looked at Nan Feng Mian who was focusing on the barbecue in front of her, but she was still a little afraid of the man with the knife in front of her.
She really didn't understand why the Qi court inexplicably sent an order, inexplicably asking her, the daughter of a border official, to go to Taixuan Capital.
"Father guesses that he wants to give me to a certain Lord Dafu in Taixuan Jing..."
This guess is very consistent with Yue Lun's impression of King Qi Yuan.
She still vividly remembered that when she left home and boarded the sedan, the sun was high in the sky, and the bright sunlight was shining on the road from one end to the other.
It was originally a great view.
But that day, my mother stood just inside the threshold, her head hanging down and crying, her shoulders hunched, and she would have fainted if not for the support of several aunts.
Her father smiled flatteringly at the high official who came to pick her up, but there was no smile in his eyes, just like when he was practicing sword practice.
At that time, Yue Lun felt that the road ahead had no end in sight.
The road across the country is long, but the years always fly by.
Yuelun understood that when he got on the sedan chair, it would be a lifetime of walking and stopping.
If she wants to see her parents again, it may be a hopeless wish.
"Sir...your injury?"
Yueluan suddenly remembered something. She became weaker and weaker due to many things today. Her voice had no strength, but it was like the sound of a bird, still somewhat moving.
Nan Fengmian took a knife and cut off a piece of cooked meat, threw it to Yue Lun, and landed on Yue Lun's skirt.
If she were at home, Yue Lun might still feel sorry for her gorgeous dress, but she didn't care much at this time. She picked up the meat from the hem of the dress, but it fell from her hand again because it was too hot.
Nan Fengmian didn't say much. The wound looked hideous and terrifying, but in fact a large amount of vitality had gone into it, and it would recover soon.
Yuelun looked at the meat on her skirt. The meat was so close and the smell it gave off was not delicious, but it took away Yuelun's attention.
The woman, who had never been so far away from home, raised her head with difficulty, thought for a moment, and then said, "Sir, can you use that knife?"
Nan Fengmian thought that Yue Lun thought that the piece of meat in front of him was too big to be eaten, so he wanted to use the knife. He did not refuse and threw the knife away casually.
The knife landed on the piece of meat accurately.
Yuelun pulled out the knife and wiped it carefully with the clean hem of his clothes. He then stretched out his left hand and rolled up his white gauze sleeve, revealing his white arm that was a little shiny under the firelight.
Nan Fengmian still bit the willow branch, and the bitterness coming from the willow branch made his wound less painful.
The behavior of the moon wheel in front of him made Nan Fengmian a little puzzled. He frowned and was about to ask, but the woman in front of him had already dropped the knife.
The knife entered her arm, and drops of blood flowed out and dropped along her elbow.
Yueluan bit her lips, her expression became paler, and the pain filled her eyes with tears.
She raised her head to prevent tears from falling, and stretched her arms forward, blood dripping on the piece of wolf meat.
Nan Fengmian looked at the movement of the moon wheel and murmured: "What are you doing? Do all the people of Qi have something wrong? Do you want to eat meat mixed with blood?"
When Yue Lun heard Nan Fengmian's words, she couldn't help but feel her arm hurt even more. She pressed the wound and looked at Nan Fengmian: "Sir... my blood has some... miraculous effects. If you eat this piece of meat, your injury will become worse."
Gotta get better faster."
Nan Fengmian didn't believe it.
The vitality in his eyes was condensed, and stars appeared faintly in the sky and fell into his eyes.
There is both vitality and starlight, but the flesh stained with the moon's blood not far away is still ordinary, and there is not even the slightest flow of vitality in it.
Yue Lun saw that Nan Fengmian was indifferent, and couldn't help but become a little anxious. She hurriedly said: "Sir, I am not lying..."
When she spoke, there was still some grievance in her eyes.
Nan Fengmian was as casual as ever. Even though he noticed the grievance in Yue Lun's eyes, he still shook his head casually.
"I'm not one of those evil people in Qi who worship ghosts. This injury is just a minor injury. Even if your blood is a panacea, I don't want to drink it."
Moon chakra knot.
This is her own secret. Ever since she accidentally discovered that her blood can save a dying cat, Yuelun has been very secretive about it. Even her parents don't know about it.
There are too many strange things in Qi, which do not necessarily mean good things.
In other words, besides her, Nan Fengmian was the first person to know this secret.
But...the man in front of him who was still carrying serious injuries seemed to be a bit out of touch.
At this moment...
Suddenly, there was a soft cry from Master Xinggu, and a breeze flowed out from Master Xinggu, sweeping up the piece of wolf meat and landing in front of Nan Fengmian's eyes.
Nan Fengmian gently stroked Master Xinggu and frowned at the wolf meat in front of him.
"Can it also heal the wounds of the soul?"
He thought for a moment, then saw Yue Lun's hopeful gaze, and felt that Master Xing Gu was also urging him.
Therefore, in his early years, he struggled in the world. If he had been more pedantic, he would not have survived as Nan Fengmian did now, so he compromised.
He spit out the willow branch in his mouth, picked up the piece of meat stained with the blood of the moon and took a bite.
The blood-stained wolf meat was also stained red with Nan Fengmian's white teeth.
But the wolf meat fell into his belly.
In an instant, Nan Fengmian felt that the starlight shining down from the stars in the sky seemed to be much more intense.
The vitality in the mountains flowed hurriedly, almost integrating into his soul like water.
The blood of the moon that he had swallowed into his belly had long since disappeared, but his spirit had changed.
Lines of rays of light from the soul burst out, and the soul that was damaged by that terrifying knife suddenly became gleaming with divine light if it took the elixir.
At the same time, the flesh and blood on the wound on Nan Fengmian's right shoulder was still trembling, just like a martial arts monk whose qi and blood transformed into a spirit. As the flesh and blood trembled, new buds sprouted in an instant, fading away from the dim light of blood.
Flesh and blood are born, and then skin and flesh are born.
The wound on Nan Fengmian's right shoulder disappeared in an instant and his skin became as smooth as new.
"It's actually...really?"
Nan Fengmian looked at his right shoulder and then looked up at the moon.
Yue Lun's eyes were still full of grievance, but her chin was raised slightly, as if she was saying to Nan Fengmian...
"Look, I'm not some abnormal Qi person."
Nan Fengmian couldn't help but laugh when he saw Yue Lun's expression, and then looked at Yue Lun's arm.
"Can't your blood heal your own injuries?"
Nan Fengmian looked at his hand and found an additional pill.
"This is the Tengxue Pill brewed by the Taoist on Zhenwu Mountain. It is naturally not as magical as your blood, but it is still a panacea. You can try it."
Nan Fengmian became much gentler this time, and circulated his vitality to send the elixir in front of the moon wheel.
Yuelun endured the pain and picked up the elixir in the air and swallowed the elixir into his mouth.
After entering the elixir, the wound on the moon wheel showed no change.
Her wound is not deep. If a person with an ordinary injury eats the flesh and blood elixir from Zhenwu Mountain, although it cannot be called a living death with human flesh and white bones, nor can it be called the rebirth of a severed limb, even if the wound is two or three times wider, it can still be healed instantly.
Stopping bleeding is by no means useless.
Nan Fengmian was injured by the Seven Star Sword. Taking this Soaring Blood Pill can stop the bleeding and produce flesh, but this moon wheel...
He didn't think much about it, he just cut off his robe, mixed some vitality with it, and stepped forward to wrap up Yuelun's wound.
The wound is not deep, so even if you cannot take medicine to recover immediately, as long as the bleeding is stopped, it will not be a serious problem.
"Your talent is different from ordinary people, but you still have to hide it on weekdays."
Nan Fengmian bandaged the wound for Yue Lun.
Yuelun sensed Nan Fengmian's aura, but she didn't feel it was ambiguous. She still stared at the wolf meat in front of her.
Nan Fengmian naturally noticed Yue Lun's gaze, and cut a piece of meat for Yue Lun, inserted it on a knife and handed it to her.
Yue Lun took a small bite, and besides being hot, there was an indescribable fishy smell that filled her mouth.
But she still ate firmly.
Only when you are full can you have the strength to go home...
Yes, after this incident, Yue Lun had other ideas in his mind.
"Everyone who sent me to Dafu is already dead. Maybe there is no body left. If I can go home quietly..."
Yue Lun thought of this and her eyes fell on Nan Feng Mian.
Nan Fengmian sat cross-legged and wiped the Xing Gu Zhenren in his hands.
At this moment, Yuelun couldn't help but be very grateful to Nan Fengmian.
If it weren't for Nan Fengmian, she might have arrived at Taixuanjing at this time, or she might have entered an old court official's residence somewhere and become a gift.
Yue Lun plucked up the courage and said to Nan Fengmian: "Sir..."
"You don't want to enter Xuandu?" Nan Fengmian didn't even raise his head.
Yuelun was startled and nodded hurriedly.
"Then where do you want to go?" Nan Fengmian asked again.
Yueluan wrinkled her nose and lowered her head: "I want to go home."
Nan Fengmian also paused while wiping the Xinggu Master.
"If I can walk to Jianghuai Road, I can take a boat to go south..."
"Do you have money for the boat trip?" Nan Fengmian interrupted Yuelun.
Yuelun was about to nod when he remembered that the sedan had crashed into the mountains and disappeared, and the salutes on the sedan were also the same.
She fell silent and said, "There is always a way."
"Why go home? If you can be escorted by such a strong person and enter Taixuan Capital, there will always be glory and wealth waiting for you." Nan Fengmian squinted his eyes: "You are also from a wealthy family in Qi State.
?”
"My father is just a minor border official. He is an honest official. It is difficult to support a family of six with his salary alone without going hungry. He cannot be called rich."
Nan Fengmian suddenly became interested and said to Yue Lun: "Then why do you insist on going home?"
Yue Lun took a breath and said: "When I left home, I once told my mother that there would be a day to see each other again.
But at that time, I knew very well that once I entered Taixuanjing, the day I would see you again would be far away.
Now that I have the opportunity, nothing can be better than being with my family."
Nan Fengmian turned his head and put the polished Xinggu Zhenren into the scabbard: "Farewell and reunion are the only paths in life. Once you get used to separation, you don't need to be sad anymore."
When Yue Lun heard Nan Fengmian's words, her eyes were full of disappointment. She lowered her head, feeling that the road home was longer, and there might be no hope of seeing her parents again in this life.
Two or three breaths have passed.
Nan Fengmian's voice suddenly came: "Let's go."
"Huh?" Yuelun suddenly raised his head, stained with tears, and there was more surprise on Dusty's face.
"I'm used to parting, but I've never been willing to be a teacher and persuade others to get used to parting.
In addition, your blood has cured my serious injury to my soul, so I will give you a ride."
Yuelun stood up in a hurry, but because she stepped on the hem of her skirt, her center of gravity was unsteady and she fell to the side.
A breeze circulated, supporting Yuelun's body.
Nan Fengmian stepped forward and helped up the moon wheel: "It's just that having a woman beside you is quite troublesome."
Yue Lun was afraid that Nan Fengmian would change his mind, so he quickly said: "Sir, I was not a pampered young lady at home. I know how to cook and serve tea and water..."
Nan Fengmian moves forward.
Yuelun followed Nan Fengmian, and the two disappeared into the night.
So there are two more people traveling together in this world.
When people walk with each other, it will change two people's lives.
Swordsmen with swords and daughters of small border officials of Qi may be a little insignificant in this chaotic world, but in some moments, they shine brighter than the stars in the sky.
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Lu Jing opened his eyes and found himself lying in front of running water.
There is a horse not far away.
It was Nan Fengmian who had always been thinking about Zhaoye, the famous horse given to him.
This famous horse is just like the rumors, with a faint jade-colored light emitting from its body.
It's especially popular at night when you can't see your fingers, just like a horse carved out of jade.
The light shining in the night also caused severe pain to the soul at this moment. Lu Jing, whose eyes were darkening, saw a figure washing his sword by the river not far away by the flowing water.
The figure in Lu Jing's eyes was a little blurry, but the aura emanating from the White Deer Sword in his hand went straight into Lu Jing's mind, making Lu Jing recognize that it was you.
It is Xuanyi Sword Armor.
"Are you awake?"
"Senior Jianjia."
Lu Jing struggled to get up, but he only felt his body weakening. He could only manage to sit up, and his head was extremely heavy.
"The god you are visualizing is quite wonderful. If it weren't for that god, I'm afraid you would have died in your dream."
Xuanyi Sword Armor squatted by the river to wash his sword.
Lu Jing was sitting not far away, with his head lowered, thinking about King Ming.
The Great Sage Yantian, King of the Ming Dynasty, appeared in Lu Jing's mind, and strange rays of light flowed out, shining on Lu Jing's soul.
Only then did Lu Jing realize the miserable state of his soul.
Cracks spread all over his soul. The nine divine fires have not been extinguished, but are on the verge of extinguishing, and their light is weak.
The pain caused by his soul was also a bit unbearable for Lu Jing.
Lu Jingyuanshen was injured many times, but this was the most serious one.
Just as Xuanyi Jianjia said, Lu Jing forcibly held the magic and White Deer Swords. Even though Lu Jing was convinced by these two swords in the end, Lu Jing was seriously injured.
If Lu Jing's vision of the Great Ming King Yantian had not been mysterious, and if the imagined King of Ming had not become more solid with Lu Jing's Yuan Shen realm, he would have probably died.
"However, I am surprised that there is a young swordsman like you in Taixuan Jing.
I thought Taixuan Capital could no longer breed famous swordsmen, let alone real swordsmen."
Xuanyi Sword Armor finished washing the White Deer Sword, and then wiped the White Deer carefully with his long sleeves, his eyes focused and serious.
"The reason why I wash my sword is because I don't like your idea of killing it with a white deer."
Lu Jing came to his senses.
The spiritual thought he cut off was that of the seventh prince Yu Xuanlou.
"This place is not far from Taixuanjing. I once made an oath that if there is no real important matter, I will never step into Taixuanjing, so I won't see you off."
Xuanyi Jianjia stood up, his black robe moving with the wind. As he gently reached out his hand, the two swords of White Deer and Shenshu flew into the sky, swinging gently, as if saying goodbye to Lu Jing.
Lu Jing wanted to salute the two swords, but was unable to get up due to the severe pain in his body.
Xuanyi's sword armor waved its long sleeves, and a sword box made of white jade appeared in front of him.
The two famous swords in the world turned into two streams of light, flew into the white jade sword box and disappeared.
The leader of swordsmanship in the world carried the white jade sword box behind his back.
"If you can realize that my sword energy rises from Bishan, and that I can perform magical arts, Bailu, we will see each other again."
Vaguely, Lu Jing seemed to see a heavy sword intent surging behind the only figure in Da Fu San's favor.
"I wanted to take you away, but there are always many shackles on things in this world, and I cannot do it arbitrarily.
I can also see that in this huge city behind us, you have many ties and cannot escape easily."
The swordsman leader looked at the prosperous Taixuanjing in front of him.
When Lu Jing heard his words, he couldn't help but think of Qing Yue, Sheng Zi, Mr. Guanqi and Mr. Jiu in the library, and his colleagues and his students.
He does have many ties in Taixuan Capital and cannot just walk away.
Moreover, Lu Jing was vaguely aware that among the surging waves in Taixuanjing, there was a turbulent wave that seemed to be moving around him.
If he wants to leave Taixuanjing, how should he escape from the turbulent wave?
It still needs... to be stronger.
"You still have a lot of time. If possible, you might as well really leave Taixuanjing, leave this prosperous prison, and see the vast world. This will also be of great benefit to your swordsmanship."
"This world seems small, but it is actually quite vast.
There is an old candle dragon on Luolong Island in the sea. The great candle king of the Northern Qin Dynasty sharpened his sword a lot, but he really sharpened a good sword, which may be even more powerful than the domineering general.
The Great Human Buddha of Daleiyin Temple, the Rigorous Emperor of Landa Temple, the Lord of Zhenwu Mountain, the first son of the Hedong and Hebei aristocratic families, the new master of Taihao Que, the Sword Master of Qi State, the old man of Hengshan... I don’t know how many strong men are waiting for you to hold the sword.
Go and sharpen your sword.
If the sword is not sharpened, it will only fall into the prosperous place, and it will become immature after all."
Xuanyi Jianjia seemed to have a very good impression of Lu Jing, and there were hidden teachings in his words.
Lu Jing raised his head with all his strength and asked, "Senior, may I know your name?"
Xuanyi Jianjia did not hesitate and said: "My name is... Shang Min."
Everyone in the world knows that the leader of the swordsmanship is a member of Dafu Taixuanjing. He also wore white clothes and was the brightest star in the entire Taixuanjing.
I don't know what happened later, but the Tianxia Jianjia took off his white clothes, returned the famous sword Jianmang given to him by Da Fu, and walked out of Taixuan Jing with his bare hands. Later, no one saw him return to Taixuan again.
Tai Xuan Jing was so proud that one of them has been missing since then.
Later, he entered Lutan, went to the fairyland, and became the leader of swordsmanship in the world.
The name of this world's sword armor seems to have become a taboo in Taixuan Jing. It is also called the leader of swordsmanship in many classics. Even Lu Jing, who is familiar with hundreds of classics, does not know his real name.
Today, the world's best swordsman told Lu Jing his name in person, and Lu Jing remembered it.
"The mountains are high and the roads are far away, so there must be a lot of beautiful scenery. In the future, I will definitely go out of Taixuanjing and see the world."
Lu Jing thought in his mind.
But Shang Min seemed to understand what Lu Jing was thinking: "I want to see the world, but I also want to see myself in the world.
For you, if you want to get out of Taixuanjing, it may not be the obstacles in front of you.
You hold a sword and use it, which is quite to my taste. You will be leaving Xuandu in the future, so I can help you, even if it is to support the younger generation.
By then, we will naturally see each other again."
This passage was not spoken by Shang Min, but a spiritual thought fell into Lu Jing's mind like flowing water.
"Isn't it just obstruction that blocks the road?" Lu Jing realized something and was about to ask, but Negative Sword Jianjia waved his sleeve.
The broad sleeves waved, and the horse Zhaoye raised its hooves and let out a neighing sound.
In this photo, Mingma turned his head to look at Lu Jing, and the color of the jade on his body became even more brilliant.
"This is a good horse. The swordsman driving the mountain ghost is not worthy of it. Tonight, it will carry you into Taixuanjing. Tomorrow night, whether you can surrender Zhaoye depends on your ability.
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Shang Min's voice entered Lu Jing's mind, and Lu Jing felt that his soul was getting heavier and heavier, and he was somewhat unable to survive.
He wanted to say goodbye to the senior in front of him who had helped him a lot, but he was unable to say anything.
The scene in front of me became increasingly blurry, until it turned into darkness.
Jian Jia walked up into the void with his sword in his hands, glanced at Lu Jing, and when he raised his head, he seemed to have fallen into the library through many distances.
In the library, Mr. Guanqi and Kuangren Chu were also looking up at the sky.
The sword-clad man in black nodded to the two of them, and Kuangren Chu nodded in return. However, he saw Mr. Guanqi, who had been sitting in front of the table, stand up solemnly. He opened his arms wide, then folded his palms and bowed down.
He... seemed to be thanking Jian Jia Shang Min.
The white jade sword case behind Shang Min glowed, and his eyes pondered for a moment, looking at Lu Jing on Zhaoye's back in the distance.
Lu Jing was sleeping soundly on Zhaoye, who was heading towards Taixuanjing.
"If you want to rely on evil to achieve enlightenment, you have to enter the Mountain of Hundred Ghosts. What can you do if you become a Yama?"
"But... opportunistic people."
Shang Min whispered to himself: "In front of me... don't do anything sneaky."
Just when Xuanyi Jianjia was talking to himself.
In addition to Lu Jing, there is also a seven-star sword and a famous mountain ghost sword above Zhaoye.
Sword Armor Shang Min did not forget to place the swords on his horse. In his eyes, these were the trophies of Lu Jing and Nan Fengmian.
But at this moment, the knife mountain ghost looked normal, but the eyes on the knife handle ghost's head were shining with a faint light.
Lu Jing's consciousness sank into darkness, hazy, psychedelic, and hazy.
The great sage Yantian, King of the Ming Dynasty, shone a golden light and fell on his soul. His soul seemed to be slowly recovering.
However, the injury this time was different from the past, and it was more severe. The last time Li Guanlong punched down, Lu Jing was also injured, but the injury he suffered that time was much lighter than today.
Because of this, Lu Jing, whose consciousness sank into darkness, was not supposed to find out anything.
Until in his hazy and dark consciousness, streams of blood flowed out, and white bones appeared.
The dripping blood and the piles of bones formed a palace.
There is also a throne in the palace, and sitting on the throne is a majestic king wearing a high crown.
Wherever the king settles, a hell of flesh and blood can be seen...
Lu Jing saw that in the hell of flesh and blood, countless white bones were climbing upwards, countless souls were screaming, blood and flesh merged together, emitting a fishy smell, and there was a raging fire burning in it.
But the majestic king was resting with his face on his hands and his eyes closed.
When Lu Jing's consciousness looked at him, the majestic king opened his eyes and slowly straightened up.
The crown of beads on his head covered his eyes, and there were two eyes that seemed not to belong to the human world, as if they were looking at the landing scene.
"King Qi Yuan!"
Lu Jing recognized the hell of flesh and blood, the terrifying palace, and naturally also recognized the king on the throne.
In an instant, the hell of flesh and blood at the feet of King Qi Yuan began to spread in the darkness, trying to...devour Lu Jing!
Lu Jing couldn't notice where his body was, but he felt that his consciousness seemed to be swallowed up by the hell of flesh and blood and was about to sink into it.
White bones crawled onto his consciousness, and the ghosts of the dead opened their twisted and bloody mouths, swallowing him whole.
"Evil King!"
Lu Jing's hazy consciousness became clearer due to the more terrifying pain.
He wanted to draw his sword, but a sword intention circulated in the darkness, but it had no effect, as if he was cutting into nothingness.
"Under the guilt of guilt, you can turn into a white bone in this king's flesh and blood hell!"
King Qi Yuan's majestic voice sounded, and it didn't sound like a sin at all, but actually sounded like an unparalleled god-man.
The man of God gave the order, and Lu Jing actually turned into a white skeleton and sank into the hell of flesh and blood.
Outside the darkness, Xuanyi Jianjia stared at Zhaoye who had walked away, and a sword energy was activated with a snap of his fingers.
The sword energy was about to fall on the sword mountain ghost.
Suddenly, Lu Jing's body emitted a golden light...
"Haoran Qi?" Xuanyi Jianjia raised his eyebrows slightly: "For such a young man, in addition to being a genius in swordsmanship, he also developed Haoran Qi?"
In the dark.
There was also a golden light radiating out.
"Sword energy cannot kill the evil that is far away."
Under the golden light, righteousness circulated like a rainbow, and blood and flesh grew on Lu Jing's white bones, turning into human form.
The golden light creates pen, ink, paper, and a table.
So, a young scholar with golden light all over his body sat in front of the desk, wrote and wrote.