The west of Dongtu is Zhongzhou, where the area is ten times that of Dongtu, the heroes there don't know how to go, the previous people didn't know the identity of the man in white, everyone was surprised, why there was a more powerful scattered cultivation after the outlier of Ji Yan, and now, many people have guessed his identity.

Although the territory of Zhongzhou is vast, some people's names can still be spread far away, such as the master of the Sword Pavilion, who is respected by the world - Sword Saint.

It is said that this sword saint has begun to show its edge when he was young, was accepted as a disciple by a master, taught swordsmanship, only more than 20 years old has been successful in swordsmanship, his teacher wanted to teach him the supreme swordsmanship, who knew that he actually refused, the reason is that he believes that the supreme swordsmanship should be unique for his own body, not pretending to be a foreign object, his teacher praised his courage, so he gave up, retired to the mountains and forests, and then he began a long journey of wandering, and finally at the age of 100, watching the alternation of the four seasons, realizing the cycle of life and death, creating four types of swordsmanship, cultivating the holy realm, defeating the swordsman of all directions, and achieving the name of the sword saint.

It is said that the sword master took in four apprentices and taught each one style of sword duel, and each of the four types of sword duel, each style represents a season, spring, summer, autumn, and winter. The trick performed by the man in white just now caused the leaves to fly all over the sky, and many well-informed characters immediately thought of the famous stunt of the third apprentice of the adult-Yiye Zhiqiu.

"He's-Ye Zhiqiu!" someone in the audience shouted. Anyone who knows this style of sword move knows the name of this person, because this is the name of him.

In the field, the man in white was identified and did not panic, but turned to look at Liu Yuxuan, the only one standing in the field, and said with a smile: "Aren't you going to make a move?"

At first, Liu Yuxuan's face was solemn, but then he thought of what the academy disciple said, the heart hanging in his heart let go, he was no longer obsessed, and said indifferently: "Brother Ye's talent is indeed admirable, and he has the true inheritance of the Sword Saint, I am afraid that there is indeed no one in the same generation, but," he changed his words and said: "Chen Fang has not arrived, even if you win, what is the use of us, not to mention, there are those in the inner courtyard." ”

At first, when he heard Chen Fang, the expression on Ye Zhiqiu's face didn't change much, but when he heard the other party talk about those in the inner courtyard, his face showed undisguised anticipation, fanaticism, and impatience.

"I've heard my senior brother say a long time ago, there are a few disciples in the inner courtyard who are very extraordinary, the strongest seems to be the second child, but there has been no news of him for a long time, as for the little five who made a fuss in Zhongzhou a few years ago, the Zhongzhou generation can't lift their heads, and in the end it seems that they are still killed, but unfortunately I didn't succeed in kendo at that time, and I was in retreat, so I couldn't see each other, and now, I can't wait to meet the other ones. ”

"You'll get your wish—" Liu Yuxuan gritted his teeth and said.

Somewhere in Kyoto, in an ordinary small courtyard, a middle-aged man in a python robe was chatting with an ordinary-looking man in front of him.

"Are you really not going?" the python-robed man asked.

"Don't go. The man replied. "Why don't you go?" the middle-aged man in the python robe continued.

"Because, I'm going to accompany her today—" The man finished speaking, lifted the food box beside him, put on a hat, and walked out the door.

Looking at the lonely back of the other party, the middle-aged man in the python robe was a little sympathetic: "People can't be resurrected after death, why are you suffering? Your Majesty sent someone to look for you, I know that you may not necessarily come, so I personally came to invite you to go, do you just watch an outsider win the top spot? Doesn't this mean that I have no one in the east and my Han will decline." ”

"The eastern soil is not my own eastern soil, and the great Han is not my own great man, my generation of cultivators should work hard to pursue the way of the former sages, besides, any one of them in the inner courtyard can solve this matter, why bother to come to me. The man in the hat didn't reply.

"Chen Fang! You are in vain as the Marquis of Buyi, as a prince of the Han Dynasty, you should share the worries of the king, but you evade your responsibilities so much for the sake of your children's affection, if Lao Tzu was as young as you, he would have come to the stage to teach that little white face a lesson. ”

"The disciples of the inner courtyard make a move, if Lao Tzu can invite them, he will come to you for a Rausch thing?"

"When the first emperor saw that you were smart, he took you with him and asked for you to be counseled by a good teacher, even if he was on an equal footing with all the sons, there was no need to salute when he saw it, this kindness, you white-eyed wolf have forgotten. ”

was scolded by the head of the curtain, Chen Fang was not angry, but smiled faintly: "I have heard people say that King Xiang scolded him on the street and ignored it, even compared with those scoundrel shrews, it is not much worse than those scoundrel shrews, but now it seems that it really lives up to its reputation." ”

Yes, the man in the hat is Chen Fang, and the man in the python robe is the only one of the three princes in the Han Dynasty - King Xiang.

Hearing the other party's ridicule, Xiang Wang's face did not change, his face was already extremely thick, and there were only two of them, so he acted without scruples.

"I've said that, if you still don't want to go, I can't help it," he said, brushing his sleeves away.

Chen Fang looked at the hat and food box in his hand, sighed, and then, his body moved with the wind, and he stepped out in one step, but he was already several miles away, if a cultivator saw it, he would definitely be surprised, this kind of magical footwork that shrinks the ground into inches may not be able to do even a strong person in the realm of life and death.

In the mountains outside the city, there is a lonely tomb on a hill, and there is a stone tablet in front of the tomb, but there is no handwriting engraved on it, Chen Fang opened the food box and placed the meals one by one.

"Ying'er, I've come to see you. Chen Fang said softly, for fear of accidentally scaring the other party. "I promised to come to accompany you every year today, but I'm afraid that today, I'm going to break my promise-"