The Fuso Sacred Tree was uprooted by Donghuang Taiyi, the seal of Yu Yuan was no longer guarded, the monsters within it have been completely revived, and the whole world is undergoing subtle changes.
Yan knew the determination of the old priest, and also knew that there would be a war between heaven and man in Shushan, so he led his tribe back to a considerable distance in time to avoid being affected by the war.
She looked at the Shushan elites who followed her, and their faces, whether young or not, were filled with grief.
"Let's go, this war has only officially begun now. We must not let them succeed in what they want to use the sacred tree to do."
"Yes, Saint."
Luna, that's enough. Let me see how you want to replace Donghuang Taiyi.
The seal of Yu Yuan has been broken, and the disaster of annihilation is about to come. Lu Yan, the saint and the devil, in one thought, the last moment has come.
"Canglong Qisu..."
Yan murmured softly, his eyes were extremely sharp, the red light of the staff held in his left hand flashed, and he suddenly changed into a long dress of a Central Plains woman.
Next step, Qilin will meet.
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Since leaving Xianyang City, Yan Lu has been heading eastward, heading for the East China Sea.
The consecration of Zen in Mount Tai, the search for immortals in Langya, the final chapter that determines the future direction of the world will unfold in the land of Qilu.
The wild road was long and he was alone. Yan Lu, who was riding his horse at full speed, suddenly felt something. He held the reins tightly in his left hand and took out the green sword in his right hand.
"There's only one person here, why don't you show up and meet me."
The horse stopped slowly, tilted its mouth and sneezed twice.
"You have done great things in Xianyang, Yan Lu."
A dark blue figure vaguely appeared in the wind ahead.
"The Confucianism that Fu Nian wholeheartedly supported collapsed because of his most trusted junior brother. It was really ironic that they were both called the Three Heroes of Qilu and the Little Sage Village back then."
Wearing a navy blue long coat without any pendants, a ceremonial knot is clearly tied in the middle of the girdle. He has a slim figure and carries a sword at his waist.
The visitor's dress and words all revealed his familiarity with Confucianism and Xiaoshengxian Manor, which made Yan Lu suspicious.
He just ran away from Xianyang City not long ago. The only people in the world who could know the news in advance were Nong Yu's confidants. The appearance of this man in front of him was really weird.
"Who are you sir, and what do you do to find me?"
"Haha, you don't recognize me."
The other party chuckled, his voice a little deep.
"That's right. You and I only met once. We haven't seen each other for ten years. It's normal that you don't recognize me."
Did we have a chance meeting ten years ago?
Yan Lu frowned slightly, his thoughts racing.
It’s easy to forget appearance and dress, but it’s hard to forget a person’s temperament, especially if the other person is very special at first sight.
Yan Lu quickly remembered.
"Confucian, Lu Jia?"
Back then, Xiaoshengxian Village was attacked by the other four Confucian sects, and Lu Jia was one of them, and he was extremely mysterious.
Yan Lu immediately placed the Qinggan Sword in front of him, looked at the other party warily, and asked: "Sir, I once claimed to be Master Xun's disciple, but I have never heard him mention it."
As soon as the words fell, there was no trace or form, and the unpredictable sword force spread out in the surrounding space.
Lu Jia felt the sword power released by Yan Lu and couldn't help but look at the special sword in the latter's hand, "It looks like a branch, this is Lu Yan's Qinggan sword. Since Lu Yan disappeared, this sword has also disappeared.
I thought it was in your hands. Hum~"
He has high cheekbones, thin eyebrows, long and narrow eyes, and thin cheeks. He does not have a handsome appearance, but looks more aggressive.
At this moment, he smiled "hum hum", as if a cold wind blew out of thin air.
Uh-huh~
The long sword at his waist was unsheathed. Lu Jia faced Yan Lu directly and also let go of his sword. "I'll let you confirm if the teacher is my teacher. This sword is better than his master."
Ice extended from the sword grid, the temperature in the air dropped sharply, and the sword stabbed out endless ice edges.
Yan Lu is very familiar with the cold air.
Among the most famous people in the world who use ice-cold swordsmanship, Lu Yan is one, Nong Yu is another, the peasant family has the Winter Destruction Sword Intent, and the empire also has a musical instrument named Gao Jianli.
Apart from the above, I have never heard of anything else. As soon as Lu Jiafu took action, Yan Lu was secretly frightened.
This kind of coldness can't be found under Madam Nongyu's Ice Soul Sword. Is the swordsmanship better than the old?
Yan Lu suppressed the doubts in his heart, and the Qinggan Sword flashed with light, revealing its sharp white blade.
"Sword One."
With two simple and clear words, Yan Lu moved his long sword, and the air froze, and all the countless ice edges of his opponent were stagnant in the air.
Ding~
When the two swords intersected, the waves spread, and all the ice crystals condensed by the cold air in the air were instantly shattered into invisible dust particles.
Lu Jia Xiping's eyebrows were slightly raised, and the corner of his mouth curled up, "This is Wei Wuming's single-minded sword technique."
"What."
Yan Lu was shocked. Only a few people in the world knew about the nameless existence of his master and his single-minded swordsmanship. How could the other party know about it?
"Sword Nine."
His eyes changed, and he struck out with all his strength, smashing his opponent away with one sword, and then the invisible sword energy strangled the space, blocking all Lu Jia's exits.
"Um?"
Lu Jia raised his chin slightly and stepped back, his pupils turned blue-white by the cold internal force.
"The Fish and Dragon Dance in Chuanyuan."
The ice wind carried the sword energy and rose from the ground, forming an extremely cold storm that swept everything around. In the center of the storm, there seemed to be a long ice dragon.
Yan Lu kicked his foot, and his long sword went straight to the center of the storm. On the way, he split the light with one sword, and in an instant, ten thousand swords roared together.
"Kenpachi."
"Is this your true strength? I'm afraid even Fu Nian doesn't know it at all."
Ding ding ~ dang mi ~
The two swords wiped out fire and splashed everywhere, the sound of the swords was chaotic, and the propagation of the sound could no longer keep up with the rapid transformation of the two men's skills and defenses.
The tearing between the invisible sword energy and the extremely cold sword energy is also continuing. The nearby ground is already devastated. From a distance, it looks like a tornado is forming.
"What, do you want to continue fighting?"
Lu Jia looked closely at Yan Lu's eyes illuminated by the sword light and spoke steadily.
Uh-huh~
The two swords were taken apart.
Yan Lu put the Qinggan sword upright behind his back, frowned and looked directly into the opponent's eyes, "What is your purpose?"
Lu Jia raised the corner of his mouth quite proudly and inserted the long sword back into his waist, "You are going to the East China Sea. The teacher asked me to pick you up."
"you……"
"Why, you still don't believe that I am your uncle Xun's disciple. You should know that this matter involves Lu Yan, Ying Zheng, Canglong Qisu, how can the seniors in this world stay away from the matter."
"..."
Yan Lu took a deep breath and slowly put the Qinggan Sword back into its scabbard.
The other party was right. Canglong Qisu, the man from outside the world Lu Yan, how could those senior masters in the world of heaven and humans not pay attention to it? On the contrary, he had always ignored a great master like Uncle Xun.
"Could it be..."
Could it be that Master Xun, he has been plotting against Lu Yan since more than 20 years ago!
There was a huge wave in Yan Lu's heart. Lu Jia noticed his uneasiness and reminded him: "When everything comes to Songhai, the truth will be revealed."