The sword with all his strength drained almost all the profound energy from Huo Long's body, and when they met at their extremes, they roared to the sky.
The earth cracked and the sky seemed to be turning into chaos again. Huo Long's body was like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind, being blown away by the energy and hitting the ground deeply.
After a long time, the dust settled. On the ground, in a huge pit, a man slowly crawled out. His hair was messy, his clothes were in tatters, and he was in a very embarrassed state.
Huo Long felt like he was going to die. He didn't have any strength in his hands and could hardly pick up the Purple Dragon Sword. His face turned red and a mouthful of blood was about to spurt out of his throat, but he forced it down.
He raised his head, which was as heavy as a mountain, and looked at the relaxed and carefree Feng Danxin not far away. He was shocked. This man was too powerful. This was still a test. If it was a life-and-death showdown, I'm afraid there was only one way to face him.
That is death!
"Sure enough, young hero, you passed my test!" Feng Danxin looked at Huo Long, who stood up after being pricked with needles, with admiration in his eyes, and then said.
"Thank you, senior, for keeping your hand!" Huo Long handed over his hand and said gratefully.
"How many years have it passed? This is the first time I have seen such a handsome man like you. You make me happy. Go ahead!" After Feng Danxin finished speaking, a ray of brilliance of mysterious energy enveloped Huo Long. This mysterious energy was extremely pure, and at a rapid speed
Restore Huo Long's injuries and send Huo Long out of space.
Except for Huo Long, who was in space, he recovered 50% from his injuries. Then he took a large amount of pills again, sat cross-legged, and adjusted his breathing on the spot.
Two hours later, he opened his eyes again and looked at the short stairs ahead, but it gave Huo Long an invisible pressure, as if this was a heavenly road...
If Feng Danxin is like this, then what are the attainments of the others, and what kind of shocking level has the Confucian emperor's cultivation reached?
"Boy, why are you shaken?" Mengzhanjun asked with a smile.
"No, I just feel that there is no end to cultivation, and every mountain is higher than the next!" Huo Long calmed down and said calmly.
"Brother Long, forget it. In fact, the Purple Dragon Blade dimension is also very good. As long as we can be together, what does it matter where?" Yun Shang said with a smile, her eyes filled with tears.
She once risked her life for this man so that he would not be insulted and threatened by others, but now, this man has done too much for her. With such a man who sacrifices for herself, she can get along with him day and night.
What does she want?
"Don't worry, Yun Shang. Although I would be happy to be with you in the Purple Dragon Space for the rest of my life, I will never allow myself to be restricted in the Purple Dragon Space because of other people's restrictions and rules!" Huo Long said.
"Brother Long..." Yun Shang was speechless, only soft shouts and silent tears of emotion.
Huo Long gathered his mood, stood up, and then walked firmly towards Haozheng's second path to accept the test of Sword Confucianism.
The Sword Confucian can wield a thousand sword souls, and everything can be turned into a sword. He is an extremely powerful person, and his attacks are extremely fierce. Lord Zhan Meng even said that in terms of attack alone, this Sword Confucian is even stronger than Feng Danxin!
"Junior Huo Long, pay your respects to Senior Sword Confucian!" At the end of the second flight of stairs, Huo Long bowed and saluted, and said loudly.
"I heard from Feng Danxin that there is a very powerful young man who wants to break into the five realms of Haozheng. Compared with you, hehe, it's really not bad!" The voice came from the void, and then above the sky, a fiery red autumn leaf appeared.
It floated down and then turned into a fiery red sword, landing in front of Huo Long!
"Go up, he will take you to today's space!" When the sword reached Huo Long's side, a voice came from the air again.
Huo Long jumped onto the sword as told, and then rushed straight into the void, piercing the sky. The light and shadow quickly retreated, as if traveling through time and space. When the surroundings returned to calm, Huo Long was already in a maple forest.
In front of him, there was a pavilion. In the pavilion, an old man sat alone. He looked a little old, but his eyes were extremely sharp and fierce, and he did not look old at all.
"Junior Huo Long, pay your respects to Sword Confucian!" Huo Long said.
"Haha, there is no need to say too many polite words. I didn't expect that you could pass Feng Tiemian's test at such a young age, which makes me impatient!" Sword Confucian looked Huo Long up and down, as if he had discovered a rare treasure.
This look in his eyes made Huo Long feel a little embarrassed. If Lord Zhan Meng hadn't introduced Jianru in detail, he would have really doubted whether this Jianru had any special hobbies.
"With these muscles, this appearance, why don't we have such talents among our Confucian sect? Boy, you have no interest in joining the Confucian sect. If you join the Confucian sect, I will consider you to have passed this level!" Jian
Ru said.
"This... junior has little talent and little knowledge, I'm afraid... this..." Jianru's sudden words made Huo Long not sure how to answer.
"Well, the Confucian sect is now in a state of chaos caused by those boys. It doesn't matter if you don't join. Well, I have decided to accept you as the closed disciple!" Jian Ru said.
Huo Long only felt that his head was as big as a bucket. This sword Confucian's thinking was jumping too much. One moment he was asked to join the Confucian sect, and the next moment he was accepted as a closed disciple. They all became his disciples. Isn't it also a disguised form?
Became a Confucian?
"It's a great honor for me to be able to become a disciple of my senior, but I just came here this time..." Huo Long said.
"Very good, you are my disciple. Of course, since you came here to break through the barrier, I will not let you off the hook just because you are my disciple!" Jianru seemed to be very afraid that Huo Long would refuse his request.
Before Long could finish his words, he interrupted directly and insisted that Huo Long was his disciple.
This swordsman is really overbearing, and he doesn't think according to ordinary people's thinking at all, and his behavior is even more unique. Huo Long has never seen anyone, and he has to accept him when he doesn't understand a person at all.
Apprentice's!
"Senior Jianru, this junior is here to ask the Confucian sect for help..."
"Senior, you're called master. Of course I know you came here to seek help from the Confucian sect. Otherwise, who would come here to be beaten? Tell me, what do you want?" Jianru said.
Huo Long originally wanted to shirk becoming Sword Confucian's apprentice. Although Sword Confucianism was powerful, Huo Long made trouble in the Buddhist land and stole the Rootless Water. He was destined to do evil to the three religions. He did not want to have anything to do with the three religions anymore.
I just want to borrow my emperor's inkstone to shield Yun Shang from the secrets of heaven.
"This junior wants to borrow the most precious treasure of Confucianism, my emperor's inkstone!"
When Huo Long was debating whether to tell Jian Ru about his purpose, Zhan Mengjun spread the word and asked him to tell the truth. At the same time, he also asked Huo Long to try to have a good relationship with Jian Ru, which might be of great benefit to him in the future!
"My Emperor's Inkstone! Hehe, you are so brave, you actually want to lend me the most precious treasure!" Hearing that Huo Long wanted to borrow our Emperor's Inkstone, Sword Confucian also felt a little surprised. After all, it was the Confucian School's most precious treasure. How could it be?