The speed of the flying sword was raised to the extreme, and before it could fly far, a faint voice suddenly came from behind Yang Xuan.

"Stand down!"

Then, Yang Xuan's eyes showed a strong and incredible color, and he turned around suddenly, only to see a huge light appear, instantly isolating all the flying swords from the outside.

At the top of the light, a black-robed old man stood in the air, without the slightest brilliance emanating from his body, his gaze passed through a long distance and fell directly on Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan's hairs stood on end, and a strong sense of danger made his whole person seem to have fallen into an ice cellar.

"Let's go!" The aura in Yang Xuan's body surged out, and his speed increased by a few points.

"Friend, if you come, you will be safe!" The voice came into Yang Xuan's ears, like a whisper in his ear, extremely clear.

Yang Xuan was shocked, and the earth aura surged out, turning into a giant palm, and instantly slapped to his side.

Beside him, the black-robed old man stretched out a finger and lightly tapped it on Yang Xuan's black palm.

There was no sound, and it seemed that a tiny black hole suddenly appeared in space, completely sucking in Yang Xuan's attack.

A trace of surprise appeared on the face of the black-robed old man: "What kind of martial art is this?"

Yang Xuan stopped, he had to stop, because the space around him seemed to suddenly condense, dense as porridge, if he walked with the sword again, the speed would be a joke.

Yang Xuan stared at the black-robed old man, his expression was extremely solemn, and he paused word by word: "Humanitarian master?"

The black-robed old man didn't even have the slightest brilliance around him, he just stood in the void like that, and shook his head with a smile when he heard the words: "Friends praise falsely, humanity is as difficult as climbing to the sky, how can it be seen by my generation, I just temporarily touched a little fur." ”

Yang Xuan understood that the old man in front of him had not actually entered the realm of humanity, to be precise, it should be the peak of the sixth stage of the five qi, a half-step humane.

"Who is Your Excellency?" Yang Xuan asked in a deep voice.

"Old man Biyun Sect deputy head Ling Wudao, I don't know what to call a friend?" Ling Wudao smiled, as if he had forgotten his old friend, and he didn't seem to be the slightest threat.

At this time, the rest of the Biyun Sect had already gathered around this side.

"You all go back, this friend's martial arts skills are very strange, even if it is me, I'm afraid I don't take care of it, you don't have to sacrifice in vain. Ling Wudao didn't look back, just said lightly.

Ling Wudao was under one person in the Biyun Sect and above ten thousand people, his words were like a holy decree, and as soon as the words fell, the people of the Biyun Sect all retreated.

This is already outside the Biyun Sect, and it is close to ten miles away from the Biyun Sect, and when all the disciples of the Biyun Sect retreat, under the entire world, there are only Yang Xuan, Meng Qingqing, and Ling Wudao.

Seeing Yang Xuan looking at Biyun Sect's side, Ling Wudao smiled and explained: "Even if they can beat you, they will have to pay a tragic price, it is better for me to take action directly, and save them from sacrificing in vain." ”

Yang Xuan was a little impressed by this Ling Wudao, if every sect was a person like Ling Wudao, it would be terrifying to think about it.

"What do you call a friend?" Ling Wudao asked again.

"Let me do it. Yang Xuan reported a fake name.

There was obvious surprise in Wudao's eyes, his face seemed to show incredulity, and he said slowly: "People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny?"

Yang Xuan was also a little surprised, this water tune song was first spread so quickly, how could it have reached the Biyun Sect?

Meng Qingqing glanced at Yang Xuan strangely, what is it that I can do, what is cloudy and sunny?

Ling Wudao's face was already full of joy, and he laughed and said: "I didn't expect it to be Mr. Ren from the literary world, and it is really a sin to miss the old man." ”

Seeing the look of surprise on Yang Xuan's face, he shook his head and explained: "Mr. Ren may not know that at this moment, when has one of your bright moons already spread in Qingxue City, and has even begun to spread outward, Mr. Ren's name has long been known with this poem." ”

He smiled and continued: "Not to mention, when I participated in the re-election that day, there were also disciples of my Biyun Sect, so Mr. Ren's name has already been heard by the old man." ”

Yang Xuan realized this, and he couldn't imagine that just a random plagiarized poem could make Ling Wudao know his name.

But think about it, what kind of people is Dongpo layman, his water tune song has been passed down for thousands of years, and it has long been popular and has been canonized as a classic, how can it be matched by people in this world?

Ling Wudao sighed: "Mr. is really a great talent, I hope that people will last a long time, a thousand miles of Chanjuan, the truth of the world, which is amazing, I am afraid that this sentence will be heard in the world, and it will never be heard again." ”

Yang Xuan's face was slightly red, although the situation was not right at this time, he still felt a little embarrassed, as a plagiarist, being praised like this, even with his old face, he couldn't hang it anymore.

"The seniors are overrated!" Yang Xuan said modestly while thinking of a way.

Ling Wudao shook his head, his eyes were full of admiration: "Mr. Ren is modest, don't say when Mr. Mingyue has a song, just say that the song is full of Jianghong, smell it makes people's blood boil, I really hate to immediately carry a long knife, fight fiercely on the battlefield, it is enjoyable, I don't hide it, I heard Mr. laugh and talk about thirsty Hun blood, strong ambition to eat Hulu meat, blood boiling, in the martial arts cultivation have something to gain, it is really thanks to Mr. ”

Yang Xuan was dumbfounded, if Ling Wudao could break through the realm by reading Man Jianghong once, it would really be a sin.

Ling Wudao asked with a puzzled look: "It's just that the old man doesn't know, but the Xiongnu and Hulu in this poem are the countries there, and Mr. Wang taught me." ”

Yang Xuan's divine thoughts swept out, the air around him was still extremely thick, it was very likely that he had fallen into a space like a similar realm, even if he escaped alone, I am afraid it would be impossible, not to mention that he still had a Meng Qingqing with him.

In desperation, he said nonsense: "The Huns and Hulu are all remote tribes, which have long disappeared, and this is just a reference." ”

Ling Wudao bowed his head and said: "I see, presumably they have already perished in the hands of Mr. Ren." ”

Then, he arched his hand to Yang Xuan and said: "I didn't know that it was Mr. Ren before, I was offended, and I still looked at Haihan, but now I sincerely invite Mr. Ren to be a guest in my Biyun, I will sweep the couch and treat Mr. Ren as a guest." ”

Yang Xuan felt the thick space around him, and he already had doubts in his heart, he had already committed the taboo of the Biyun Sect when he came to save the people of the Giant Spirit Sect, not to mention that he also killed a Venerable of the Biyun Sect, but Ling Wudao never mentioned this matter, but praised him a lot, and invited him to be a guest, to say that there was no plan in this, he was the first to not believe it.

Ling Wudao seemed to guess what he was thinking, looked at Meng Qingqing and smiled: "It's just a junior, for Mr. Ren's sake, why not let her go." ”

Yang Xuan didn't know what he wanted to say, but it was a good thing to be able to agree to release Meng Qingqing, so he said, "Thank you so much, senior." ”

Ling Wudao said with a smile: "It's okay, Mr. Ren is talented, if this bit of face is not sold by the old man, if it spreads, wouldn't outsiders want to scold the old man to death." ”

Yang Xuan's heart was full of alarm bells, Ling Wudao's style was really weird and weird, and he couldn't help but be vigilant.

Sure enough, Ling Wudao continued: "Mr. Wen Ren is not only outstanding in writing, the bright moon hangs high, and the shadow dances in the world, but also has a very deep attainment in mathematics, which makes a certain Wen very happy, and wants to ask Mr. for advice on the method of shadow measurement and the method of straightening the side circumference, and I hope that Mr. Ren can give advice."

Yang Xuan was a spirit, and by this time, he understood everything.

Sure enough, it was the photometry and pi.

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