Si Jinglan stood silently in the room, holding her hands tightly on the window lattice until her knuckles were blue and white without any blood.
The girl outside the house is similar in age to herself, and she is also at the peak of the third level of cultivation. Moreover, both of them have been called the gods since they were young, and their cultivation journey has been smooth.
For Si Jinglan, it is not difficult to break through to the second level as long as she takes extra time, but she still cannot help but compare herself with the girl on the high platform.
If the figure standing on the high platform is herself, can she be Wu Zhongxian's enemy with one move?
Si Jinglan shook her head subconsciously. Even if she stood there, the result would be the same. The second and third grades were separated by mountains and seas.
Maybe his final fate is even worse than that of the girl from the Mo family.
The journey of cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't make progress, you will retreat. If you relax even a little, you will be abandoned by the times and eventually be lost among the masses.
It is undeniable that she has experienced many ups and downs in the official world, and has spent only a handful of time in the realm of cultivation. Now she has long lost the spirit of her youth to gallop around the world with a sword.
Not only has she been in a high position for many years, her character has been eroded long ago, but she also wants to shoulder the pressure of the entire Si family, which is enough to change Si Jinglan from the inside out.
The figure of the girl standing on the high platform is not the one she longed for when she entered martial arts.81Zw.????m
Si Jinglan sighed deeply, if that's the case, why bother?
"Haste makes waste in the journey of cultivation. Sister Jinglan, you are still very young. You have plenty of time, so you don't have to worry about other people."
Haitang appeared next to Si Jinglan at this time and gently spoke to persuade.
Haitang was very clear about what the girl in front of her was thinking. She had also walked step by step in this way. She knew that when a person has an unbridled desire for power, he will definitely make a choice that he will regret.
Si Jinglan nodded slightly when she heard the words. She understood these principles, but the saying that the authorities are blind to the beholder and never come is not a lie.
"Maybe it's not necessarily a bad thing for me to leave the Ministry of Household Affairs and the messy officialdom." Si Jinglan said softly.
On the high platform, the girl distanced herself from Wu Zhongxian, holding a wooden sword and pointing horizontally at the sky, her two sword eyebrows slightly raised, and an earth-shattering sword intent emitted from her whole body!
"I have a sword that can cut through black and yellow, split the sky, and cut off galaxies!" Mo Jianqi's eyes flashed with light, and his aura suddenly changed. The aura was as sharp as the edge of a sword, making everyone present dare not look directly at its edge!
"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"
The heavy sword that had been inserted into the soil a long time ago seemed to be called by Mo Jianqi. The sword trembled violently! It seemed as if it was trying to break free!
"Teng!"
A shadow of a huge sword rose from the ground and shot straight into the sky!
Echoing the huge whirlpool in the sky that swallows up the heaven and the earth!
At this time, the girl on the high platform is like a sharp sword, lying between heaven and earth, unstoppable by anyone. The sword edge seems to be able to cut off everything, as if it is opening a road when it encounters a mountain! It cuts off the flow when it encounters the sea!
Everyone not far away showed fear on their faces! Everyone looked at the giant sword in the sky and exclaimed! Is this fucking human?!
"This scene should only be seen in the sky! I accept this girl, no matter whose family's inheritance she is!" At this time, the old fortune teller suddenly appeared in the crowd, and the black wooden sword in his hand was shining with golden light, making it even more difficult to understand.
control.
"This girl possesses the heaven-reaching sword intention and is undoubtedly an innate sword fetus. It is not only a treasure of the human race, but also a product of the divine power of heaven and earth. In fact, can you get your hands on it?" An old man dressed in white stood proudly on the roof.
Being affected by the long river of sword intention.
If Wu Zhongxian were standing here, he would definitely recognize this old man as the teacher on the street corner.
"Do you Confucians still lack such seedlings? This girl is so domineering and does not match the temperament of scholars like you. If she puts it in your hands, it will be a complete waste of natural resources!" The old fortune teller shot back not to be outdone.
The old man in white just smiled when he heard this, and said with some curiosity: "According to what I have learned over the years, aren't you most afraid of being contaminated by the cause and effect of heaven? This girl will be able to affect the operation of heaven in the future, and heaven will naturally not let her go easily."
"At that time, what can you do to resolve the crisis?" The old man in white focused his eyes on the girl holding a sword in the courtyard, and then said: "Our Confucian family is to educate the world and nurture the inheritance of all laws. This girl and my Confucian family are
Destined."
"Bah! You old shameless thing! There are your Confucian disciples all over the mountains and plains! Every time our Taoist sect finally spots a good young man, you old fool will come and cut off the beard!"
The old fortune teller looked at the old man in white with wide eyes, and said displeasedly.
"Now that the four seas of the Chinese mainland have been unified, all races have also surrendered to the wilderness. It has been tens of thousands of years since the last eternal night catastrophe." The old man in white changed the subject, because this matter was far more important to him than accepting a disciple.
Much more important.
"Why have those guys like Barbarian been acting strangely recently?" The old fortune teller's face sank when he heard this. He also knew that everything must be prioritized first.
"But to put it bluntly, when did those evil-minded guys stop devouring the heart of China?"
"I have a premonition that there will be great turmoil between heaven and earth in the near future, and the key to breaking the situation lies with this person." The old man in white murmured.
"That girl? Are you talking nonsense just to recruit a disciple? Do you want to deceive me with your carelessness?" The old fortune teller rolled his eyes at the old man next to him and said angrily.
In his eyes, the innate sword fetuses are powerful, not to mention rare in thousands of years, but in the history of the past thousands of years, there have only been three of them.
These three innate sword embryos have been trained to the end. Which one is not the one who can reach the sky? He can reach the moon in the nine heavens, and capture the dragon in the deep sea! All of them are the sword immortals in this world.
But to say that it can affect the catastrophe and turmoil of heaven and earth is indeed a bit too much.
"I'm not talking about that Minshan girl, but the boy who is competing with her." The old man in white shook his head and looked at the two people on the high platform again.
The old fortune teller was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then stretched out his left hand to quickly pinch the seal, and an indescribable sparkle burst out from his eyes.
After a long time, the old fortune teller stopped moving, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and murmured: "What a strange thing! This boy has the luck of all beings, but he was not born in an emperor's family.
But it doesn’t reveal Wen Changxing!”
The old fortune teller finally looked at the old man in white beside him, with a gloomy expression on his face, and said as if questioning: "In the whole world, only you Confucians have the means to avoid this old man's fortune-telling, and you can hide it from this kid."
Only an old man like you can achieve such shocking luck."
"I have indeed taken action. Apart from me and you, the only people in the world who can know the true identity of this child are the one from the palace." The old man in white said softly.
"Just that girl from Da Qin? Although she is also a land goddess, if you hadn't deliberately leaked it to others, how would she have known about it?" The old fortune teller curled his lips.
"Now that the Heavenly Tribulation of Eternal Night is approaching, it is not appropriate for me to be exposed to the gaze of Heaven. Even if I want to keep the secret of Heaven hidden, it will be extremely difficult. I can only achieve it with the help of the Great Qin Dragon Vein." The old man in white explained.
"The Emperor of Qin has had the same vein as the dragon since ancient times. It is not difficult for her to sense this son."
