Chapter Ninety-Three: Wading Dragon Pond
There was a moment of silence in the chamber.
The white-clothed sword looked at Luo Changfeng with a slight surprise.
The first time they met at the Dragon Prison Venue, he stabbed himself with a gun. At that time, Jian Fushen admired the courage of the silver-haired man in black, and he was angry at the crown, even if he killed himself, he was worthy of respect.
Later, the entire Sword Casting City was completely frozen, and it was this person who had been ridiculed by himself for not being able to measure himself to raise his head to the sky and break through the ice, stun two foreign powerhouses with a sword, and saved countless lives in the city.
Later, I learned from the mouth of the master of Tibing Mountain that this person was Luo Changfeng, the famous silver city of the world in the past ten years.
Jian Fu looked at Luo Changfeng's age, he couldn't be a few years older than himself, and he was able to turn into a robbery and enter the respect in one day, which was really amazing.
Compared with the young city lord, there were more surprises from the three people of Liluo and the three people of the month and the Mo Xiangqi.
They knew that Luo Changfeng's cultivation talent, and it might be normal for the vast majority of cultivators to stagnate in the spiritual aura realm for ten years, but it was always a little unreasonable to put it on Luo Changfeng. After all, in the battle of Bailoumen, he took revenge on the enemy, and his mood was no longer hindered.
But thinking about it later, it should be Xue'er's jump that left sadness in Luo Changfeng's heart, which was too heavy and caused him to have no intention of entering the realm for ten years. However, in any case, they are sincerely happy to see their comrades break out of their shackles and become honored.
The blindfolded man Moon Shadow Disciple and Luo Changfeng only had one relationship, and it was a hurried sight when Moon Shadow Villa was baptized by the Imperial League that year.
The same is true of Muyun Sword City.
Although they didn't know much, as the name of the City Lord of Fengxue Silver City became famous all over the world in recent years, they thought that it would be only a matter of time before Luo Changfeng broke through the realm and entered the Tribulation, so they didn't show much incredulity.
However, Jiang Manlou was surprisingly firm in his position: "It is not possible to turn into a catastrophe." ”
In this world, there is no second person who really knows the root cause of Luo Changfeng's ten-year incorruptibility, except for the Hongyi An Hongdou, the master mother of Fengxue Silver City.
So no one knew what the catastrophe meant to Luo Changfeng.
He wanted to explain a few more words, but before he could speak, he was interrupted by Mu Yun Jiancheng, the young head of the Sword Pavilion: "I'll be with you." ”
As the head of the Seventy-two Strange Peaks of Kunlun, Muyun Jiancheng was dressed in black, with his hair scattered, a black hairband tied on his forehead, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and the outline of his facial features was even more heroic.
His strength is unquestionable.
Kunlun Mountain sits and looks at the mountain with a million swords, and it is a well-deserved leader in the same generation.
If it is said that in the past ten years, the only peer whose reputation has overshadowed Luo Changfeng, the city lord of Wind and Snow Silver City, is Muyun Sword City.
With his words, Jiang Manlou finally hesitated.
Luo Changfeng added: "The two of us always have the ability to work together to protect ourselves, and you are also worried." If the situation is critical, I will find a way to send a signal to the Alliance. ”
Jiang Manlou could no longer insist on his opinion.
Thinking that he was too sensitive, he slashed the half-stepped Yanhuang Yan Bailou with a knife outside the door of the White Building, and Luo Changfeng went crazy, it should be a disaster for the demon clan.
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Luo Changfeng and Muyun Sword City left Sword Casting City, accompanied by Jiang Manlou and the three brothers and sisters of the Yue Clan.
However, after Canghai landed, Luo Changfeng and Muyun Sword City parted ways with Jiang Manlou.
Mo Xiangqi clamored to go to Qilan Tea House to meet his newborn nephew, and by the way, in the name of Tianji Pavilion, he assisted Jiang Manlou to call on the Tiannan Alliance, and the date was set at that time, and Jian Fushen would personally rush to the Alliance.
As for Liluo, he was responsible for leading the eight hundred Imperial Sword disciples back to the Kunlun Sword Pavilion and secretly probing the whereabouts of the rest of the Heavenly Maps.
Of course, Luo Changfeng did not forget to ask the lady Yang of Tianji Pavilion to go to the silver city after a snowstorm and inform the red clothes of the news that he was fine.
As for what he experienced in the next few months after he was injured and escaped from the Holy Sacrifice Ceremony, Jiang Manlou and the other ten sons couldn't ask, and Luo Changfeng also had no intention of explaining.
He doesn't want others to interfere in the affairs between him and his senior brother.
Sooner or later, he would ask why.
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Five days later, Luo Changfeng and Muyun Sword City appeared in the continuous verdant mountains that were only ten miles away from Jueyun Ridge.
The two of them changed their faces slightly.
Whether it is Luo Changfeng's iconic black-clothed silver hair, or Muyun Sword City's fierce sword qi, it is too eye-catching.
Moreover, the appearance of Muyun Sword City, who had personally led eight hundred imperial sword disciples to severely damage the retreating demon group, was probably already engraved in the hearts of countless demons like a star. If the two of them don't hide it a little, they are afraid that they will not be able to show up in the six hundred miles of mountains.
They each changed into the most common rough clothes among the people of the demon clan, and wore hats, half covering their faces, and deliberately hiding the fluctuations of their cultivation breath, looking very much like the people of the demon clan who had lived in the Jueyun Mountains for generations.
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In the sunset, the two sat under the towering ancient trees in the mountains.
I am not in the mood to watch the fallen leaves and enlighten the Tao, nor is I in the mood to see the unique dusk of Jueyunling. They simply waited for the sun to fall into the night.
Filled with sweet stream water bags and thrown to Luo Changfeng, Muyun Jiancheng wiped the corners of his mouth: "The Huanhua Washing Sword Diagram is in your body, I don't know how much you are cultivating in the sword path now?"
Luo Changfeng was stunned.
Back then, the Kunlun Sword Pavilion Qingmei boiled wine, if it weren't for the timely arrival of the teacher Wuxiang Dao Sect, he and his senior brother would really not be able to retreat from the Sword Saint's hands. Not only will it leave a picture of the Huanhua washing sword, but I am afraid that my life will not be guaranteed.
"If you need it, you will definitely climb Kunlun Peak again in the future and return it in person. ”
Luo Changfeng is not greedy for this picture.
At the beginning, it was also due to fate that the Huanhua Washing Sword Diagram resonated with the Sheji Mountains and Rivers Diagram to cause the catastrophe in Tianchi, which was not intentional by him.
Muyun Sword City said: "With my current sword path cultivation, it is no longer beneficial to wash the sword diagram. ”
Luo Changfeng smiled.
To others, it may seem like a show of strength.
Kolo Changfeng doesn't see it that way.
He also cultivates swords, and he cultivates one-minded swords.
Even if he deliberately avoided cultivation, Luo Changfeng could still feel the sword intent that was pure to the extreme between Muyun Sword City's demeanor and conversation.
Not to mention anything else, based on the sword intent alone, his single-minded sword is ashamed of himself.
In Luo Changfeng's view, the young head of Kunlun Sword Pavilion is a world-shattering sword, which is unique even if it is placed in the Huanhua Washing Sword Diagram.
Seeing that Luo Changfeng smiled and said nothing, Muyun Sword City continued: "I hope that one day, I can fight with you again." I would like to know if the so-called Mandate of Heaven is nonsense, or if it is really the destiny of Destiny. ”
Luo Changfeng still smiled: "If there is that day, I will not let you down." ”
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At nightfall, the two finally moved.
Although Tiannan Jueyunling is said to be the land of Tibetan tigers and dragons, it is by no means a copper wall and an iron wall.
It's just that the demon clan is escaping from the world, and in normal times, few people set foot in the realm of the six-hundred-mile demon clan. For Luo Changfeng and Muyun Sword City, the strange forest that must be passed through to enter the Absolute Cloud Ridge is really nothing.
After all, the Six Hundred Miles Demon Domain, the truly noble Great Demon Mansion, will not be located on the edge of the Peerless Cloud Ridge.