Recovering her expression, her consciousness swayed around the sword mound, and then walked in a certain direction.

The pace is not slow or urgent, just like a lotus, and every step falls, there is a very different charm. The highly qualified disciples watched her steps for a long time, and they couldn't say that they would be able to comprehend the speed and body method.

Not long after, she appeared not far from the pavilion.

chuckled and said, "Why did the sect master give me a phantom array?"

The breath stopped, and there was still no one in sight, but the middle-aged man's voice came, "I heard that you are quite accomplished in the formation, and this formation will not be difficult for you, since you have already seen the phantom formation, it should not be able to stop you." Come here. ”

Between the words, there is a kindness from the elders to the juniors.

In his heart, Yan Ruyu glanced at this formation, the difference from other phantom formations was that this formation was not arranged with spirit stones, but with spirit swords. And under those spirit swords, what is pressed is also the aura with evil energy.

It could have been broken at once, but Yan Ruyu deliberately looked around before it was slowly broken.

As soon as the phantom array broke, the spirit swords everywhere flashed and flew back to the empty gate.

Yan Ruyu's gaze fell on the middle-aged man in the pavilion.

After all these years, Nangong Yijian's appearance has not changed.

He was originally a monk in the late Yuan Dynasty, but after another thousand years, he will still be like this. It's just that Yan Ruyu's side eyes are that the aura on his body is getting thicker and heavier, and when he looks at it from a distance, it looks like a high mountain.

When the ordinary monks saw this, they were afraid that they would immediately be ashamed of themselves, and they could only bow their heads.

She looked at Nangong Yijian, and Nangong Yijian was also looking at this famous female disciple.

The skin appearance of secular men and women is no longer in the scope of Nangong Yijian's concern, in his eyes, beauty and ugliness are almost no longer defined, so Yan Ruyu's skin is no different from others in his eyes.

But Yan Ruyu's breath ......

He couldn't see through it.

There are not many people in the world who can give him this feeling. Even those who are reclusive don't give him that feeling. Before that, there were only Hua Wuya, and the earlier Void Spirit Child.

It was only in recent years that Hua Wuya had given him such unfathomable senses, and now this female disciple is also ......

Who is she?

Nangong Yijian was puzzled in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, but said with a smile, "Your formation attainments are really worthy of your reputation, no wonder the Seven Killing Formations of the Falling Rain Sect have not been able to stop you." Having such an excellent descendant as you is the blessing of my Hidden Sword Sect. ”

He didn't care about the disrespect that this female disciple didn't salute since he saw him.

Yan Ruyu said: "The Seven Killing Array is very strong, I just broke it by luck, and it was not very powerful, the sect master praised it." ”

The two of them have their own ghosts, and they didn't talk about the key point, just laughing.

Yan Ruyu was not in a hurry, since Nangong Yijian couldn't hold his breath and took the initiative to find her, at this time, he would also be a person who couldn't hold his breath.

Sure enough, the atmosphere was subtly quiet.

Nangong Yijian still couldn't see through Yan Ruyu, so he asked: "Qing He taught you very well, but I don't know what kind of exercises he taught you, it is so mysterious, even I didn't see it for a while." ”

Yan Ruyu said quietly: "The exercises I practiced were not passed on to me by my master, but by chance, I got the curtain of a senior in a secret realm, and I got it by chance, speaking of which, there are some things that I don't know if the disciple should say or not......

Suddenly stagnant, looking at Nangong Yijian.

Nangong Yijian was such a person, and he immediately saw that there was a faint hint of watching a good show in this expression.

He replied: "Oh? Is there anything else that makes it difficult for you to speak, could it be that that person is from the Demon Gate, and this exercise is also a demon skill?"

After saying this, he smiled kindly first, and then smiled as if soothingly: "The world's exercises are wonderful, just like the magic sword can do good things when it falls into the hands of Dao cultivators, and this magic skill is the same." You don't have to worry about me punishing you for this, just don't do bad things. ”

These words are unremarkable, if it were another monk, Yan Ruyu would only laugh when she heard it.

But it was Nangong Yijian who said this, the dignified sect master, who held the authority of Dao cultivation, and should have been jealous of the devil. In the past, his words that were incompatible with the Demon Gate were still transmitted in Dao Xiu's ears, but now he said these words.

But it revealed his current concept of the two realms of righteousness and demons, and the demon path is no longer the most damned person in his heart. The more tolerant he was of the Demon Dao, the closer he was to falling into the Demon Dao.

Yan Ruyu looked at him fixedly and said, "What I met was Zhang Biluo Daojun, who claimed to be known as the Huangquan Fairy in the past, that is, the former sect master's wife. ”

Silence.

The sword mound suddenly fell silent, even the spirit sword stagnated and dripped spiritual liquid, and the aura in the sword mound no longer flowed.

Nangong Yijian's breath was cold, pretending not to target Yan Ruyu, but the real coercion was pressed on her.

As if because of her words, for a long time, seeing that Yan Ruyu was not affected by his coercion, he came back to his senses in a trance, staring at Yan Ruyu suddenly, his eyes were as cold as a deep well, "Hugh is talking nonsense, you don't know the status of Mrs. in my heart and Huan'er's hearts, seeing your first offense, I won't care about it this time." ”

Speaking of Nangong Huan, Yan Ruyu remembered that there was still the jade mirror hanging from his waist, and Fang Cai's words were not hidden, so he should have listened to them.

I just don't know how much he was affected by this, what a poor child.

Yan Ruyu said: "I'm not lying, that person really said that, the exercises were passed on to me by her, and so are those sword moves, otherwise how could the disciple have so many sword skills? ”

didn't expect her to be entangled in this matter, Nangong Yijian's heart was cold, and he had long believed in his heart that she was lying.

Zhang Biluo back then, but he was sucked into the Yuan Infant and died, how could he appear in some secret realm.

The only thing that made him wonder was who Yan Ruyu was, and how could he suddenly mention the dead Zhang Biluo?

"Madame has long since passed away, and it is impossible for her to still exist in the world. That person didn't know what his intentions were, could it be that he wanted to use his wife's reputation to do evil things, and his intentions were really vicious. What else did she say?"

Yan Ruyu was dazed, pursed her lips and said, "She did say something alarmist. The disciple is brave, the sect master is gentle, she said, the sword saint was assassinated by you because of the sect master's inheritance, and she herself was also sucked into the yuan infant by you and died. ”

"Nonsense!" Nangong rushed towards Yan Ruyu with a majestic aura of a sword.

Yan Ruyu lightly dusted off the cuffs, and then suppressed the coercion.

To this day, is she still afraid of Nangong's sword? When was she afraid of him?

However, the jade mirror on his waist couldn't stand the pressure of the two, and suddenly broke apart and became two halves.