The night is getting thicker, from the west foot of Zhongshan Mountain, next to the secluded mountain road on the mountainside, overlooking the mountain, the entire Xuanwu Lake is in full view. The five continents in the lake, like a few pools of thick ink, splashed on the water surface reflecting the starlight.

Taking advantage of the last night of the evil moon and eight suns, Bu An climbed Zhongshan alone and "admired" the lake under this hazy night from different angles.

In the letter provided by Song Guogong, the origin of this lake was mentioned.

Legend has it that the first emperor Yingzheng went out on patrol, passing by Jinling, and the accompanying feng shui Xuanxiu claimed that there was imperial gas here, and the first emperor was greatly displeased, so he killed the feng shui Xuanxiu, and ordered people to dig mountains and divert water, so that the king's qi was dissipated, so there was Xuanwu Lake.

Including the former Zhao, the dynasties that built the capital of Jinling in the past dynasties have successively moved the soil on the Xuanwu Lake, so there are rumors among the people that under the five continents of Xuanwu, countless heavenly and earth treasures collected by the emperors of the past dynasties were buried.

It's just that the arrangement of the lake and the five continents in the lake is related to the luck of the world, even if the capital of the Great Liang Dynasty is Bianjing, this place has always been listed as a forbidden area, which is equivalent to the palace garden, and there are those who believe in the legend, and they are not allowed to enter, let alone dig up those treasures.

"What do you think this lake looks like?" The female ghost Yu Ji didn't know when, standing on the raised rock a few steps away from Bu'an, her long hair and clothes fluttering in the wind, like a fairy out of the dust.

This female ghost was originally a character when the Qin and Han dynasties intersected, and around that time, there was no name for Xuanwu Lake, only Houhu.

And what she is asking at the moment is also what Bu An is thinking.

"Like a ......," Bu An said with a slight frown.

"A formation that has been cultivated for thousands of years? Until three hundred years ago, this place was still a harem. Yu Ji stuck out her tongue, as if she didn't dare to think further.

Bu An also wondered, would the emperors who built the capital of Jinling in the past dynasties go forward and build such a big formation in the harem?

"Maybe it's really a place to hide treasures...... Yu Ji looked at Bu An with a smile: "Do you want to go down and have a look?"

"I'm afraid that you won't go back. Bu An chuckled and shook his head.

"You really can't bear my ......" Yu Ji said, suddenly glanced sideways at the direction of the mountain road with a vigilant face, and then disappeared, leaving only an inaudible "Someone is coming".

Bu An then flashed behind the rock where she was just standing, and then covered most of her face with the black square scarf she had prepared in advance, quickly tied it behind her ears, and then waited patiently for a while, but never waited for the footsteps of someone passing by.

Just as he felt that he was too suspicious, he suddenly felt a wind in his ears, and an inexplicable sense of danger suddenly hit his heart.

He strained his feet, twisted his waist, and took half a step back, his hand already gripping the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Immediately after that, there was a flash of lightning in front of him, which was actually the light that the sword grazed when it cut into the rock.

The dazzling electric light was just over a foot away from Bu'an, and it shot like a shadow in the direction of his retreat.

Seeing that he couldn't let it go, Bu An suddenly raised his left hand, and a wave of divine power came out of his body, blocking the sword light.

Hearing only a light sound, the sword light stagnated slightly, revealing the blue sword body, but another blue light slashed, changed directions, and stabbed like electricity.

At the same time, the upper part of the rock, which was enough to be a foot wide in front of Bu'an, actually slid down the diagonal line of the sword light just now, and the section was as smooth as a mirror—the sword qi actually cut through the entire rock.

Bu An was secretly frightened, knowing that this was a strong enemy that he had never seen in his life, and in the face of the tip of the sword that stabbed obliquely, he hurriedly gave up half a step, drew his sword and slashed.

The sword body full of divine power collided with the side of the blue long sword that stabbed in the blink of an eye, and with a crisp sound of "dang", the two sword bodies shook at the same time.

It was only at this time that Bu An saw clearly that there was no hand on the hilt of the blue sword opposite.

It's a flying sword!

As he expected, the sword shook and smashed against the rock, knocking the whole rock down the hillside, but it shook slightly, turned around and stabbed at him, like lightning piercing the night, and the momentum was three points faster than before.

Bu'an's old trick was repeated, his left hand was out of his body, blocking in front of him, and then when the flying sword turned the head of the sword and drew an arc to stab from his side, the long sword in his right hand was aimed at the blue sword body, and it was another slash, this time using ninety percent of his strength.

"Dang!"

There was another crisp sound, and the long sword in Bu An's hand had been broken into two, and the blue long sword was also vibrated and spun and flew out!

Someone snorted in the dark, Bu An didn't raise his head, and the only half of the long sword left in his hand had been thrown out in the direction where the sound came from, and the whole person was only a moment late before rushing over.

He threw himself into the air, and saw no human figure, only a small pool of blood on the ground. Pulling out the half-cut long sword that had swollen into the rocks of the mountain wall, he touched the sword groove and left a trace of blood.

The right hand holding the broken sword trembled slightly at this time, obviously because Fang Cai was too strong in a hurry, and he was a little out of strength.

From being attacked to wounding the enemy, there is only a breath in between. Bu An didn't see the opponent clearly, and he didn't know how badly the person was injured in secret, and he didn't know if he had a more powerful backhand that he didn't have time to use.

In a hurry, he turned around to look for the blue sword, but found that the direction in which it was smashed was empty, and he didn't dare to stay for a long time, so he jumped and jumped down the mountain.

Immediately after a few ups and downs, he came to the foot of the mountain, and turned his head to look at the place where the fierce battle had just begun, which was already a few miles away.

Soon after, Bu An ripped off the scarf covering his face like no one else and blended into the crowd of people visiting the night market.

While paying attention to whether there was a tail behind him, he secretly wondered who that person was and why he was a killer move.

This person has the ability to make the sword, and he must be a master above the Confucian Skyclave, and it is very likely that he is a minion of the imperial court. But even if the imperial court guards against someone exploring Xuanwu Lake at night, it should always ask clearly before doing it, right?

There are too many doubts, and the monthly conference is really deep.

In addition to these thoughts, Bu An was also secretly a little happy.

Since his cultivation, he has almost always relied on the strength of the crowd in his fights, and occasionally there are a few times when it seems to be dangerous, but in fact it is just acting.

Tonight is the first one-on-one, not only hurt the Skyclave master, but also can get out of the whole body, of course, congratulations. It's just that this kind of battle will inevitably expose the secret of divine power, and if it can be avoided in the future, it should be avoided as much as possible.

All the way back to Song's house, I didn't find anyone following.

However, Song Manqiu saw Bu'an come back, and asked him where he went with a nervous face.

Bu An naturally talked nonsense casually, saying that he always dealt with Confucian students these days, and he was too depressed, so he took advantage of the last sunny night to go to the night market. I asked Miss Song what she was nervous about.

Song Manqiu replied that there had been an accident not long ago, and people from several academies had been attacked at their residences, and I heard that they had all died.

Bu An frowned slightly when he heard this, and said thoughtfully: "It's finally here." ”