The stone statue was broken, but Jiang Huan was still unhurried.

In a moment, the broken stone statue floated up strangely, automatically restoring its original state as if it recognized the way.

It's just a little different, the dark red and dark red eyes in the eyes are more or less dim.

The first to frown was Lu Neng, who intuitively felt that these two stone statues were becoming more and more familiar, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't think of where he was in Zhongzhou, or what kind of classic book he had seen this thing.

The rain of swords still fell suddenly, and Bu Xiaoan was still walking very slowly, but every step was like stepping on Jiang Huan's heart.

The stone statue is still broken and reorganized, and it is broken after reorganization, but if you look closely, the interval between the two stone statues is getting slower and slower.

Jiang Huan felt bad, gritted his teeth, and moved out the last wooden statue without hesitation.

It is a wooden statue of a human height, and the wooden statue is the appearance of a young Taoist, with a common style of Taoist robe, a lotus crown on his head, and a slender wooden sword hanging from his waist with one hand.

The expression on his face seemed to be smiling rather than smiling, more like thinking about this.

The skin of the wooden statue seems to have been badly damaged, or the material of the wood itself is not good.

In short, there are several cracks in the skin of the wooden statue, and the deepest part almost penetrates the front and back sides of the entire wooden statue.

When Jiang Huan took out the wooden statue from the sea of knowledge, the dark red light in the eyes of the two stone statues in front of him suddenly skyrocketed by three points.

Lu Neng saw the young wooden statue, but he seemed to be stunned in place.

The reason why Ta Lu Neng was able to establish Lanzhou Mansion in Nanzhou was naturally speechless.

But if he Lu could not have his identity as a child of the Lu family for a long enough time, he would be able to have today's Lanzhou Mansion.

As everyone knows, a long time ago, far before the opening of Lanzhou Mansion, Nanzhou had a particularly low-key retirement family, the ancestral hall of this family is not big, at least in Nanzhou is not ranked in the top few, when talking about the word long, this family that has retired for many years is definitely one of the ten fingers on the upper hands that Nanzhou can occupy.

The last and most important thing is the little finger.

Until there was a particularly rebellious young son in this family.

It's true to be self-made, because it was the Lu family boy who was still very weak, and after stepping out of the Lu family's world, he was removed from the family register of the ancestor hall.

But if it weren't for the Lu family who was born in seclusion, how could there be today's Lanzhou Mansion Lu Xiping.

Because he knew this wooden statue, but he did not know it, but to be precise, he had seen and seen the face of this wooden statue.

When he was still a well-loved brady boy of the Lu family, he casually read an unknown classic book that ate ashes.

The monks on the mountain, it is also instinct to remember it.

There were only a few random marks in that book under the portrait of the contemplative young Taoist.

There are Taoist people in Nanzhou, Taoist people have wooden swords, and Nanzhou is the first.

And it's not like listening to the vast majority of the Shanshui Mansion newspapers issued by the Yuzong, with the suffix "for reference only".

In fact, what Lu Neng saw in that classic at that time was not only this short sentence, but Lu Neng only remembered this sentence.

Without it, because that is the first, the southern state is the first.

Wooden statues are very different from stone statues.

No matter how much the statue moves, it's just a stone statue.

But the wooden statue seems to have more points, and it is inexplicably angry.

It looks like a broken wooden statue, but it gives people a strange feeling that they are going to come back to life in the next moment.

The wooden statue of the sword-wielding man suddenly raised his head, but his face was still pensive, full of doubts and confusion that could be clearly perceived on his face.

I don't know if the young wooden statue wielding the kendo man was thinking about various questions, or how long he had been thinking about it, but he still couldn't figure out the answer.

The wooden statue Taoist who raised his head lightly seemed to ask the people around him, asking for the answer that he couldn't think of no matter how much he thought about it.

Bu Xiao'an's figure, which was only more than ten steps away from the wooden statue holding the sword, suddenly accelerated, so fast that even Jiang Huan, the upper three realms of the Xuandi Second Heaven, could hardly catch his trace.

The purple shadow is like a sword, like a hurricane sweeping, cutting through the miasma.

Lu Xiping's eyes were always staring at the puzzled sword-wielding Daoist.

I didn't notice at all that since Jiang Huan moved out of the wooden statue of the person holding the sword, it had taken him nearly two nails, and it took more than a hundred years for the soul clone to be cultivated weakened and reduced a little bit.

Or maybe Lu Xiping, the Xuan Emperor of the Double Heaven, didn't notice it at all.

Lu Qiping, who was staring at the wooden statue Taoist, suddenly trembled in his heart, because, in his own eyes.

Moved.

But it was not the wooden statue of the young Taoist who moved, but the wooden sword held by the wooden statue of the young Taoist who moved by itself.

There was a gap between the hilt and the scabbard.

There are many rules and regulations in Four Seas City, and one of them is to go against the wind.

However, these prohibitions are only compared to those monks who are still on the mountain, and the monks on the top of the mountain come and go like the wind.

In mid-air, when he was only more than a thousand meters away from the miasma mist, Daoming Mountain Jia Yu stretched out his hand blankly and forcibly grabbed Yang Chonghuan, who was only five or six steps away from him.

Yang Chonghuan, who shook his body slightly, turned his head and looked at Jia Yu who was hovering in the air with an angry face.

Slightly dissatisfied: "What do you want to do as a fake Taoist?"

Jia Yu didn't have the slightest words, and he didn't even look at this ancestor of the Chongxing Sect who was lured by himself halfway.

Gently twist a piece of yellowed rune paper and rub it with one hand.

There was a distortion in mid-air, and the yellowed rune paper suddenly became larger, like a rune.

Jia Yu stepped up and swooped towards the twist in mid-air, and his figure disappeared.

It's really missing.

In a dark stone room, a young man with a face covered in cobweb-like cracks, the cracks glowing with golden light.

The young man opened his eyes, whispered, and said, "A little guy ran away." ”

Then he grinned and said, "Oh, no, it's two little guys." ”

In mid-air, Yang Chonghuan glanced back at the black miasma not far away.

Even the purple sword light that couldn't be suppressed after ten thousand years of miasma was slightly revealed.

Who is the sword, Yang Chonghuan naturally has the bottom in his heart.

If it weren't for that person Yu was also on his side, wouldn't he Yang Chonghuan be willing to take this risk?

It's just that Yang Chonghuan couldn't figure it out for a while.

I can't figure out the neighbor with the surname of myself, and the current realm that I can't see through.

But at another point, Yang Chonghuan did not hesitate at all.

took out a round-headed sledgehammer with blue glaze, and slammed it at the place where Jia Yu had just disappeared.

Immediately, Yang Chonghuan plunged into it, and there was no such person in Sihai City.

In the miasma, it seemed to rush into the orange light in an instant.

The first sunrise of the sixth watch.

Came late.