Sang Luo was in a bad mood and wanted to kick Lu Changsheng to death.
"Who said there was enough time? As unreliable as you are, Qingxiao Sword Master, Kunwu Sword Sect will be destroyed sooner or later in your hands!"
Lu Changsheng knew he was wrong and retorted in a low voice,
"Just say me, why are you talking about Kunwu Sword Sect? And what if there is a problem with the flow of time in the illusion?"
Why is it still rising?
Sang Luo still wanted to scold him, but time was running out and she had no choice but to let Chu Yanshu take her up and use magic and sword to catch up.
Sang Luo realized something was not right, she looked at Chu Yanshu belatedly,
"Whose ID badge are you holding?"
When the dream came true, perhaps even the aura on their bodies was changed, confirming the identity of the characters in the dream.
Chu Yanshu pondered for a moment and said,
"Xuanyuan Sect, Fengli."
But in the Xuanyuan Sect a thousand years ago, where could Feng Li exist?
Sang Luo paused for a moment, looked at Fengli Sword that ran into his hand, and said in a deep voice,
"What you are holding is my master's identity card."
Otherwise, Feng Lijian would not admit the wrong person.
"Um."
Chu Yanshu also guessed this level, and he spoke in a low voice,
"Generally, Feng Lijian, who has realized the illusion, will not recognize the wrong aura. That person most likely used a forbidden technique to trap us here."
He said, putting the golden talisman in Sang Luo's hand,
"If you take this, it will keep your spiritual platform clear and your consciousness uninterrupted."
Sang Luo touched the talisman in his hand,
"This is what Second Senior Brother gave you before?"
Chu Yanshu nodded, his eyes darkened slightly,
"I think you need this more than I do right now."
The ancient talisman has the effect of breaking the formation, and can also protect the monk's spiritual platform and keep it clear.
After the illusion of falling pearls was realized, Lu Changsheng took the identity card of Kunwu's disciple, and his cultivation level was unlimited.
And Chu Yanshu took his master's identity card and improved his cultivation even more.
Only she, taking on the identity of a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, had her cultivation restricted.
When the three of them arrived at the summit of Kunwu Sword Sect, they happened to catch up with the Wuze Forest Pass.
The elder of Kunwu Sword Sect waved to Lu Changsheng, extremely anxious.
"Yu Ze, quickly enter the secret realm!"
Yuze is the strongest disciple of their Kunwu Sword Sect of their generation, and he is the next designated leader of the sect. He cannot fail to enter the Wuze Forest!
As for the late debt, we will settle it after he comes out!
Lu Changsheng quickly rushed in with his sword through the best gap, while Chu Yanshu followed closely with Sang Luo, and entered the secret realm before the secret realm barrier was closed.
Because the sword was so fast, Lu Changsheng almost hit a tree with his sword after entering the secret realm.
The blade of Qingxiao's sword was suddenly nailed into the trunk of the moon-seeing tree, knocking off the white petals on the ground. Lu Changsheng stabilized his body and turned over to the ground.
Afterwards, Chu Yanshu took Sang Luo into a spin and landed firmly on the ground.
When Sang Luo landed, he held on to the tree trunk and took a few deep breaths. He looked at Chu Yanshu and frowned in disgust.
"Your sword-wielding skills are too poor."
It made her feel a little dizzy.
Chu Yanshu glanced at Sang Luo and said nothing.
With her sword-wielding skills, how dare she accuse him?
Lu Changsheng propped up the moon-seeing tree with one foot, stuck out his butt, and used all his strength to pull out his Qingxiao Sword from the trunk. As a result of his movement, more petals fell to the ground.
Smelling the fragrance of moonflowers, Sang Luo felt a little better.
Chu Yanshu took a bottle of Yulu Dan from his own space and handed it to Sang Luo, then raised his eyelids.
"Mint flavor, free."
Sang Luo: "..."
Why does she think this Goubi is deliberately seeking revenge?