Chapter Seventy-Five: A New Story of the Sword Pavilion (Part II)
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In the sea of raccoon flowers and the endless sword forest, the senior brother who joined forces with Liu Yaotian was in three against four.
The first disciple of the seventy-two strange peaks of Kunlun wants to break the king of the sword and then stands, and the Muyun Sword City sits on the top of the mountain and watches the mountain with millions of swords.
The little brother Wang who is the screen and reflects the moon in his hand is at the foot of the mountain, vigilant in all directions.
The princess of the demon clan, who is inextricably linked to the troubled story of the Sword Pavilion, has found the relics left by Qinghongluan.
The Buddhist monks who crossed the sea from the world in the mirror of the West stood in place with a golden lotus in their hands, not knowing what they were thinking.
This raccoon blossoms bloom all over the time.
This rainstorm is pouring down.
When the million swords rang out, only Luo Changfeng was still standing there motionless.
Luo Changfeng stood by the Huanhua Pond.
Opposite stood the white-clothed and white-haired emperor without tears.
Luo Changfeng, who witnessed the Huanhua blossoming all over the wilderness and the famous sword coming out of the ancient plains, was in a much more complicated state of mind at this moment than the rest of the people who entered the Heavenly Pond this time.
In addition to shock and vigilance, Luo Changfeng was more full of doubts.
He was not a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, he had never seen a raccoon pond, let alone a raccoon pond that bloomed all over the wilderness when it encountered water.
He saw the rain dripping into the pool, saw the raccoon flowers printed all over the mountains, saw a dusty ancient sword breaking through the mountains and soil, and the field turned into a sword forest with a sword aura in an instant, and his heart was full of shock.
He could not explain this palpitating phenomenon.
He heard the countless swords trembling in a radius of one hundred and ten miles, greeting the four ancient divine swords in the present world, and he suddenly had an impulse, he wanted to seize the four current divine swords of Chixiao Tianlan Zhan Lu Moxie.
But in the end, he didn't move.
Because Emperor Wuxian was still motionless on the other side.
He didn't know how he could have found this place by ghost, but it didn't matter, the important thing was that Emperor Wuxian also found this place.
And there is no hidden dazedness in his cold look.
Luo Changfeng thought about the questions he couldn't answer, maybe he could find the answer from this emperor who was born in the imperial league and was the young master of Zhongzhou.
"Do you know the origin of this cocoon pond?"
Luo Changfeng didn't play dumb riddles, nor did he have any temptation. He knew that Emperor Wuxian was a smart person, and the way of dialogue between smart people could often save a lot of tongues.
So he went straight to the point.
He directly picked out the topic.
"You should ask the Sword Pavilion disciple about this. Emperor Wu showed a faint smile in tears.
"That's how it should be, but you found it first. Luo Changfeng looked at the other party's eyes and said seriously.
"You've found it here, too. Emperor Wu said without tears.
"I stumbled into it by mistake. Luo Changfeng shook his head.
"How do you know that I didn't hit it by mistake?"
Luo Changfeng was silent for a moment.
Emperor Wu's teasing attitude made him need to seriously think about whether there was a need to confront him.
But after thinking about it, the other party was obviously reluctant to reveal any information about this raccoon pond, and in some ways, wasn't he worried about something?
Luo Changfeng, who listened to the chanting of a million swords and gradually settled down, thought about it and said, "If you can't get the answer I want, you can only stay like this." ”
I just had to stay like that.
This sentence is very soft, but it is also very sharp, like a knife hidden in cotton.
When Luo Changfeng said this, there was no aggressive meaning in his words, and his expression even revealed his helplessness after exhausting thousands of means.
He believed that Emperor Wuxian did not have this kind of mind to accompany him.
As the young master of the Jiang family, the first family in the world, said, you can offend anyone in this world, but you must never offend idlers, because idlers have kung fu to deal with you.
Luo Changfeng, who was a classmate and had more than one comrade, naturally understood the meaning of this sentence.
So he reversed the passive situation with one sentence.
He wants to be an idler who has nothing to do, and then he wants to offend someone who has no time to take care of others.
In this way, he has the initiative and the upper hand.
In fact, he really took the initiative and had the upper hand.
Because Emperor Wu fell into silence without tears.
"What are you thinking?" Luo Changfeng didn't want to leave too much time for Emperor Wuxian to think, people in the city are deep, the more they think, the more they are afraid of it.
Although Luo Changfeng didn't know much about this young master who was born in the Imperial League, he didn't think he would be a good stubble.
Facing Luo Changfeng's questioning, Emperor Wuxian suddenly smiled and grinned: "I'm thinking...... I don't seem to have that much time to confront you like that. ”
"So, you've found a solution to this impasse?"
"The best way to solve a problem is often to make it go away. ”
"May I hear you. ”
"Actually...... it's very simple" Emperor Wuxian stretched out his hand to get a sword, and then looked at Luo Changfeng with a cold light in those eyes, "Defeat you, or kill you, and there will be no more confrontation." ”
"Not long ago, Muyun Sword City was defeated in my hands. Luo Changfeng didn't seem to be annoyed, nor did he feel that the emperor was ashamed of his words.
He knew very well that the young master of the Emperor League, who could be as famous as his senior brother, was by no means an idle person.
"He is him, and I am me, how can I compare them, and I have a sword, and I have an infinite number of swords, but your sword is no longer in my hand. ”
Emperor Wuxian seemed to know Luo Changfeng very well.
He had heard of Luo Changfeng's knife, the bamboo knife that had no sharpness at all.
"You're missing something. Luo Changfeng said undeniably, "Being in a million swords is no different from a sword in your hand! You also said that he is him, and you are you." He cultivates thousands of royal swords, while you only cultivate one sword. ”
"And so, your sword is still out of your hand. You don't have a knife, what do you use to stop my steps?"
"You're missing the second thing. Luo Changfeng said, "I don't just use a knife, I also have a lotus." ”
Luo Changfeng, who entered the Sichuan character gate of the academy, in addition to cultivating the knife, also cultivated the thirty-six character lotus life formula.
He is good at knives, and he is even better at the thirty-six character lotus life formula.
Originally, after the teacher crushed the thirty-five petal lotus to heal himself, the thirty-six-character lotus life recipe no longer existed in the world. But who would have thought that in the battle between Luo Changfeng and Muyun Sword City, he reawakened the fragments of the Lotus Life Recipe in his body. He used a lotus flower to defeat the first disciple of the Sword Pavilion, Muyun Sword City, so he obtained the qualification to enter the Heavenly Pool.
So he said that in addition to the knife, he also had a lotus flower.
In the sea of raccoon flowers and the sword forest all over the mountains, Luo Changfeng, who confronted the emperor without tears, really floated a holy blooming lotus flower on his chest.
The lotus flower floated up in the air, through the dense rain curtain and rain curtain, and shined in the dark and gloomy sky, even obscuring the brilliance of the moon.
Emperor Wu looked at this scene coldly.
The look of disdain in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by a kind of seriousness and solemnity.
He had a sword in his hand.
The sword struck a startling slash.
In the cloudy sky, the astonishment was unusually dazzling.
The sword light rose up, and then slashed down on the lotus flower.