Shan Qingrou waved her hand quickly: "My master is already here, and the people from Fenglei Sect have been killed. I don't bother senior brother to take action."
"Well, that's good."
Lu Chen nodded: "I won't delay you anymore, I have to heal my wounds first. You and your master can go."
As he spoke, he rolled up the black mist in his right hand and sent Shan Qingrou out.
When Shan Qingrou returned to the crowd, everyone's expressions changed when they looked at her.
Being able to be invited in and sent back by such a strong person is not something that everyone has.
Many people looked enviously.
Shan Qingrou felt a little uncomfortable and immediately returned to her master.
The master walked against the wind and took her and Huan Sihui away immediately.
On the way, Su Ran asked: "Qingrou, what did that man say to you?"
"Nothing, I just asked about the situation of the man and woman in purple."
"Oh? I think I saw you gave him something."
Su Ran said with burning eyes.
Shanqing Judo: "He asked me for some healing pills."
"You just gave it to him?" Huan Sihui interjected.
Shan Qingrou glanced at her: "Don't you want to give it?"
Huan Sihui was speechless.
When the emperor of the Four Directions Realm asked them for something, how dare they refuse to give it to them.
But if someone really wants healing elixirs, and there are so many people watching, why not just ask for them all at once, instead just ask for yours.
Moreover, how could the Four Directions Realm emperor use their ordinary healing elixirs?
Master Su Ran nodded and said: "It's okay."
She was secretly surprised.
The young disciple who has always been innocent has actually learned to lie.
How could I possibly believe such a clumsy lie about giving healing elixirs?
I really don’t know what the black mask said to Qingrou to make her willingly hand over something.
But it shouldn't be a good thing. After all, this disciple never travels out. He knows exactly what he has on him.
As long as the person is fine, then it's fine and there's no need to worry so much.
Whoosh!
Su Ran calmed down, increased his speed, and flew towards the core of the imperial city.
This battle in Akame Castle was just an episode in her life.
Let yourself see what high-level combat is.
Maybe I will have the opportunity to come into contact with this realm in the future, or maybe I will never have the opportunity in my life.
But after seeing it once, it can be regarded as letting me know the direction of my efforts.
The emperor of the Four Directions Realm is indeed the darling of heaven and earth.
Each move can condense the spiritual power of heaven and earth.
Apart from being able to fly, their Triangle Realm is far different from the Four Directions Realm.
The difference between true energy and spiritual power is a qualitative difference!
"I hope that the core of the Imperial City will allow people to find opportunities to break through the Four Directions."
Su Ran was secretly looking forward to it.
Although I know it’s slim, there is always hope.
…
In the ruins of Akame Castle.
Lu Chen, Cui Yu, Tu Mingdao and Chimu Qianghuang all sat in silence to heal their injuries.
They are not afraid of a sneak attack either.
Even if there are thousands of onlookers, there is no need to be afraid.
Because anyone who had witnessed the battle just now would never have the guts to sneak attack them.
Unless you're crazy or stupid.
Didn't you see that the huge Akame Castle was destroyed in the battle just now?
That crazy woman was so strong and killed so many people, wasn't she beaten to the point of death by these four people?
Anyone who dares to come up to pull out the tiger's beard now is simply risking his life.
So, everyone onlookers left, leaving Lu Chen and the four of them to heal their injuries quietly.
Three days later.
Lu Chen stood up and said, "Is everything almost done? We have to hunt down the Ziyun brothers and sisters before the traces dissipate."
"So fast?"
Tu Mingdao exclaimed.
Although he didn't suffer any major injuries, the previous battle was extremely draining.
It doesn't take three days to recover.
Three days only allowed him to recover 20% of his spiritual power.
The Red-Eyed Spear King was even worse. Three days only allowed him to regain normal mobility and speak more fluently.
But even if he speaks eloquently, he doesn't want to say a word now.
Inexplicably, I was led to the soul space by someone, and I recognized the person as my master.
And he only now discovered that the person he recognized as his master was actually this black mask.
I never thought that Black Mask was so young.
At a young age, he has amazing fighting power. He has a soul space and three clones in the soul space.
I have never heard of this guy's origins.
When I thought that I recognized this unknown person as my master, I felt extremely depressed.
And the most hateful thing is that this kid took away his spiritual treasure and golden tripod!
When he thought of this, the Red-Eyed Spear King felt filled with hatred.
He could only fight by not speaking.
Cui Yudao: "It's almost done, let's go, lest the traces disappear if we drag on any longer, it will be difficult to hunt down."
"Um."
Lu Chen nodded, the black mist rolled up, and he brought the Tu Ming Dao and the Red-Eyed Spear King with him.
"Akame, which direction are those two going?"
Lu Chen asked.
The red-eyed spear king grumbled and didn't want to talk.
Lu Chen's face darkened.
boom!
A tyrannical pressure surged over the soul of the Red-Eyed Spear King.
He held his head and rolled in the air, bleeding from all his orifices, and wailing in pain: "I said it, I said it.
Actually I didn't see it clearly.
There was so much thunder and fire that my eyes were almost blinded and I couldn't feel anything at all."
"waste!"
Lu Chen scolded fiercely and said to Cui Yu: "Brother Taoist, it's up to you."
"Let's fight side by side, but why are we even more invisible? Just call me Lao Cui."
Cui Yu chuckled.
His mental energy spread out wildly, looking for traces around him.
After a moment, he grabbed it with his right hand in the air.
Chirp!
Drop a stone.
Casting stones to ask for directions.
Drop, drop, drop.
The stone has a pointed end and is spinning on the ground.
Finally, there was a click, the rotation was completed, and a direction was designated.
"It's this way, in the south, in the direction of the core of the imperial city, and in the direction of Zhongzhou."
Cui Yu frowned: "Are they trying to escape back to Zhongzhou? Something feels wrong.
Let me make another divination."
Having said that, take out your natal compass and take out the shellfish.
Whoosh!
Shellfish were falling in the sky, Cui Yu was holding a compass and chanting something.
"There is no place to look for Chunyang swordsmanship. There is a true spirit deep in the imperial city."
Cui Yu muttered silently, then he was startled and looked at Lu Chen: "This hexagram seems to be only about you."
"Pure Yang Kendo?"
Lu Chen frowned.
Does this hexagram mean that there is a true spirit of Chunyang swordsmanship deep in the imperial city?
But if what is deep in the imperial city is the true spirit of Chunyang sword, then what is attached to the Chunyang sword?
"How about another divination to find out the whereabouts of Ziyun brother and sister?"
Lu Chen suggested.
Cui Yu shook his head: "No. If I test the hexagram again, it will be inaccurate. It will be a waste of my life."
"life?"
Lu Chen was startled.
Cui Yu smiled and said: "Do you think my divination relies on true energy and spiritual power?"
Lu Chen remained silent.
It turns out that Cui Yu’s divination relies on longevity.
Lu Chen asked: "How many years of life will it take for you to predict?"
"Not much. As little as ten years, as much as a thousand years."
Sometimes if you encounter God's will that cannot be revealed, you may die immediately.
But I haven’t met him yet, haha.”
Cui Yu smiled nonchalantly.
Lu Chen was shocked!
As a ninth-level powerhouse in the Triangle Realm, it stands to reason that he can live to be nine thousand years old.
But Cui Yu predicted that if he was unlucky, he would lose a thousand years of life.
This is amazing.
If it counts nine times, he will die.
If you are lucky, it will take ten years or a hundred years, but that doesn't count.
Thinking about it, Cui Yu just made a fortune not long ago, and today he made another prediction for himself.
I don't know how much life he spent.
However, looking at the situation, Lu Chen decided not to let Cui Yu tell fortunes unless necessary.
Originally, Cui Yu was blind, and his eyesight was probably lost to fortune telling.
If he were allowed to continue counting, he would probably die at the end of his lifespan before leaving the Sifang Continent.
"Okay, I understand, let's go south to the core of the imperial city.
It just so happens that I want to go there and see the ruins at the core of the imperial city."
With Lu Chen's final words, the black mist rolled up and he led the three people away.
Half a day passed quickly.
There is no trace of the breath left by the Ziyun brothers and sisters.
After all, he is the genius of Ziyun Villa. There are all kinds of treasures emerging one after another, and there must be many treasures to cover up the traces.
Being able to catch up with them is surprising.
Lu Chen was not worried, but found a restaurant to stay.
Living alone in a room, he summoned the Chunyang Sword and said: "The Chunyang Sword is nowhere to be found. There is a true spirit deep in the imperial city."
"?"
The old man of Chunyang Sword and Sword Spirit was slightly startled, his eyes showing confusion.
Lu Chen said: "This is a hexagram calculated by a friend of mine, Yidao.
What do you think this means, and what is the true spirit of Chunyang Kendo?"
"The true spirit of Chunyang Kendo?"
The old sword spirit man pondered, shook his head and said: "I am just the sword spirit of Chunyang Sword, and I have been in the dust for many years, my memory is incomplete, and I don't know much.
But I do remember one thing: Patriarch Chunyang was the city lord of the Northern Imperial City back then.
No, it wasn’t called Northern Imperial City at that time.
The Northern Territory at that time was our Yanyue Academy.
It's a pity that thousands of years have passed and it has been replaced instead.
We, Yanyue Academy, live in a corner and have been in a state of decline to this day.
If I had to think about it, I would look forward to meeting my ancestor.
Maybe, that is the true spirit of Chunyang Swordsmanship mentioned in this prophecy."
"Are you saying that the true spirit is the remnants of the soul of Patriarch Chunyang?"
Lu Chen's eyes narrowed, he didn't expect that the Northern Imperial City would have such a relationship with Yanyue Academy.
The old sword spirit said: "I hope so, maybe it means something else.
By the way, we can wait until the sect leader enters the core of the imperial city to investigate that matter.
Why not learn Chunyang Sword Technique now?
If the sect master had mastered the Chunyang Sword Technique before, he would have caused greater damage to the enemy!"
"Okay. Teach it to me and enter the soul space."
With a thought, Lu Chen pulled the old sword spirit into the soul space.
"Lu Chen!"
Qingming, Liushuang, and Kuangfeng immediately came forward to greet them.
Tu Mingdao and the Red-Eyed Spear King were hiding on one side, waving their swords silently.
They are slowly being assimilated.
When the old sword spirit man saw this scene, he opened his mouth wide and was shocked: "The soul space actually has such ability.
The sect leader is worthy of his ancient appearance.
I should help you with all my strength, just to have the opportunity to shape my true body."
"Don't worry, when I succeed in my cultivation in the future, I will help you find the treasure to shape your true body."
Lu Chen promised.
The old man of Sword Spirit was overjoyed: "I don't ask for much, as long as I have the leftover materials for shaping the three clones of the sect master, I will be satisfied."
What he meant was that while Chase Lu was seeking body-shaping treasures for his three clones, he would be satisfied if he left a little for himself.
Lu Chen nodded: "As you wish."
The old sword spirit man was happy and began to demonstrate Chunyang Sword Technique for Lu Chen.
There are nine styles of Chunyang Sword Technique in total.
The first style, Pure Yang Sword Qi!
The second style, Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!
The third form, heavenly fire flowing gold!
The fourth style, Jin Yang Dang Mo!
After the old sword spirit demonstrated these four moves, he said: "I have been in dust for many years, and my memory has not been restored. For the time being, I only have these four moves.
The memory may be restored in the future, but the memory may not be restored, which disappoints the sect master."
"It doesn't matter."
Lu Chen waved his hand.
These four postures are enough for now. The first two postures are very simple. As long as you are proficient in the Tiangang Heart Sutra and use it to activate the sword technique, you can use the Pure Yang Sword Qi.
