Wuchang Mansion, this place is not a good place in the martial arts, there should be no important martial arts heroes here.

And the Han Mansion is located here, in fact, although the Han Mansion is also a martial arts line, it has no influence or its own strength.

It's just that today, Han Fu has suddenly become one of the focal points in the martial arts, because Xie Feng's only son died in Han Fu's arsenal.

In this world, in addition to the Demon Gate and the Black List, the most prestigious ones are naturally the Eight Great Factions, and Xie Feng, as one of the representatives of the new generation of the Eight Great Factions, is naturally very insignificant.

Xie Feng's son died here, which was naturally a big event that shook the rivers and lakes.

Ziqin never thought that he had a troublesome aura on him, but in fact, when he came here, it happened to be when the disciples of the Eight Sects were interrogating Qin Mengyao.

The disciples of the eight factions interrogated the worldly walkers of Cihang Jingzhai, which is really an extremely funny thing, you must know that the so-called eight major factions themselves were selected by Cihang with the help of the Ming court.

Stepping into the hall of the Han Mansion, Zi Qin's eyes changed and glanced at everyone, the disciples of the eight sects were not complete at the moment, and it was obvious that the so-called shallow water operation was a failure and could not fail again.

Xie Feng and the others had already seen it, but as for the people of the Han Mansion, Ziqin was not half interested, his eyes turned, but in the end he stayed on Qin Mengyao's body.

Out of the dust, into the WTO.

Ziqin couldn't describe the feeling Qin Mengyao gave him, but for a moment, Ziqin felt a faint suffocation in a trance.

Qin Mengyao is beautiful, but she is not so beautiful that she will bring disaster to the country and the people. It's just that there is a holy aura exuded from this woman, Cihang, Dini, the people who come out of this place do have a feeling that they are not like the world.

Ziqin smiled slightly, turned his head and put the suffocating feeling aside.

When Ziqin stepped in, everyone in the Han Mansion also found out about Ziqin's arrival, Xie Feng and the others showed indignant expressions on their faces, obviously very hostile to Ziqin, but Qin Mengyao's eyes also flashed a smile.

"Master of the Powerful Sect."

Qin Mengyao spoke slowly.

"That kid is out of the city by now."

Ziqin looked at Qin Mengyao and seemed to open his mouth inexplicably. The book Ziqin read a long time ago. Most of the episodes are remembered, but some details may not be remembered clearly.

He remembered that Han Mansion's eagle knife ended up in Han Bai's hands, but he didn't know when it fell in.

However, in this world, Han Baiben is one of the protagonists. It was Ziqin who didn't want to see Han Bai again in the future. So he was not in a hurry to find Han Bai. At this moment, Ziqin was more interested in Qin Mengyao in front of him.

Cihang Jingzhai, Sword Codex.

Ziqin still remembers that the first artistic conception he got was the sword heart Tongming. It's just that Ziqin only knows what it is, but he doesn't know why, and Ziqin doesn't know what the principle of Sword Heart Tongming is, he can just use it.

"Does the master of the Li Sect also want Han Bai, that kid doesn't know where to offend the master of the Li Sect, and he still hopes that the master of the Li Sect will let him go in the face of the wind and fierceness."

Qin Mengyao spoke softly, her expression was extremely calm, she said the words of request, but there was no half-dead pleading in her tone, but there was a faint drift, as if this sentence was like the wind in the air, without any traces of man-made.

Embarrassed Han Bai.

Ziqin shook his head, he naturally didn't mean that, why bother Han Bai, he didn't have a fixed goal in this world, and the system didn't let him do anything, so he could do whatever he wanted, so why should he embarrass Han Bai.

His only purpose is just to become stronger, to look at all the martial arts in this world, take their essence and remove their dross, and create his own martial arts.

"I'm not interested in Han Bai, but I'm very interesting to Meng Yao."

Ziqin smiled and spoke, if he said this to another person, it would definitely be misunderstood, but it would not be misunderstood at all if it came from the mouth of Li Ruohai, which he played.

Qin Mengyao looked at Ziqin quietly, without joy or anger.

"Meng Yao, please take me a trick."

Ziqin's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he suddenly stared at Qin Mengyao.

The sword heart is only an artistic conception, a realm, but it is extremely difficult to describe in words, and it is difficult to express it with moves, but Ziqin's eyes clearly show the artistic conception of the sword heart.

A trace of doubt flashed in Qin Mengyao's eyes, and the aura around her suddenly turned, turning from a human to an immortal god in an instant.

In the hall, there was no speech, and what Ziqin did after he came in had no scruples about others, but he was extremely arrogant, but none of the disciples of the eight major sects gathered in this hall dared to say a word of complaint.

At this moment, seeing Ziqin suddenly display an artistic conception similar to Qin Mengyao, the shrewd eyesight of the seed disciples of the Eight Sects immediately saw that the artistic conception of the two was actually from the same source.

"The sword heart is clear, my God, when did Cihang Jingzhai's things wander outside, and when did Li Ruohai learn it."

In the hall, there was a deathly silence, Ziqin's performance at this time really made these people a little brainless, and their shock was even higher than Qin Mengyao's.

At this moment, no interrogation, any Han Mansion murder case is no longer their concern, even Xie Feng, the person who died of his son, no longer has the heart to pay attention to those.

The atmosphere in the hall was suddenly solemn and suffocating.

Only Ziqin and Qin Mengyao stood looking at each other, the two of them were surrounded by a mysterious aura, and in a trance, the two of them seemed to be floating in the air, and the person seemed to be in the same place, but it didn't seem to be in the same place.

Ziqin felt at this time, Qin Mengyao's sword heart was clearly cultivated from the orthodox sword codex, but the exchange with Qin Mengyao's artistic conception made Ziqin have a trace of understanding of the sword codex.

Dini is worthy of being a strange person in ancient times, and although the sword code is a sword, it is also the way of heaven at the end.

And during that period, the news of the bridge between heaven and earth had not completely disappeared from the world, but Ziqin vaguely glimpsed a trace of the concept of the bridge between heaven and earth from the things transmitted from Qin Mengyao's artistic conception, and in his body, a mysterious aura suddenly emerged, and then began to run along some mysterious trajectory.

But it was the ancient qi practice that began to run spontaneously.

Ancient Qi practice.

In ancient times, there was no internal force, a thing with the flow of true qi, but what was practiced in ancient times was a kind of vitality that opened the bridge between heaven and earth.

Ziqin eagerly explored the trace of heaven and earth bridge breath contained in the sword code transmitted through Qin Mengyao's artistic conception, and he vaguely felt that he seemed to be about to grasp something, and the sword code breath transmitted by Qin Mengyao made him touch the edge of epiphany.

As long as the epiphany can go further, then it doesn't matter if there is no gain in this world.

The feeling became stronger and stronger, Ziqin's mind became more and more concentrated, and suddenly, a violent fighting sound came suddenly.

It was like a basin of boiling water poured on the snow, all the epiphany feelings disappeared in an instant, Ziqin and Qin Mengyao both dispersed the breath around their bodies, and the two of them were competing just now, but they were also applying for each other.

Originally, although Qin Mengyao was curious about how Ziqin knew how to understand the sword heart, she also gained a lot from Ziqin's sword heart, but this burst of fighting made both of them wake up from their understanding.

They know that this kind of insight is hard to come by, and it is useless for them to follow up after being interrupted.

Ziqin turned his head fiercely to look at the door of the hall, and a lofty man was striding in, holding a knife in his hand, a treasure knife overflowing with cold light.

This man is naturally Qi Changzheng.

At this moment, this unlucky child didn't know what he had done, and the man who stepped into the hall had already loudly provoked Ma Junsheng.

Ziqin's face was cold, and he suddenly stretched out his hand to Ma Junsheng, as if he was bound by an invisible rope, Ma Junsheng had already fallen into Ziqin's hands, and Ziqin pinched his neck and carried it in his hand.

"For the sake of the face of the waves, I won't bother with you this time, and take this guy to get out of here."

Ziqin threw Ma Junsheng in front of Qi Changzheng, who was also arrogant, and was about to get angry when he was reprimanded by Ziqin like this, but Ziqin was already glaring at him.

Suddenly, the whole world seemed to be condensed in Ziqin's eyes, and Qi Changzheng suddenly felt that he was not allowed to tolerate heaven and earth.

All courage dissipated.

Ziqin's gaze retracted, cold sweat fell from Qi Changzheng's forehead, he glanced at Ziqin deeply, and suddenly held the long knife and detained Ziqin from afar.

"But the master of the Li Sect is in front of him."

Qi Changzheng's tone was polite, but there was still a strong fighting intent in his expression, no wonder this man would become one of the protagonists of this world, if ordinary people were transported by Ziqin to pick up the heaven and earth bridge that he had just understood, and with a fierce blow from the power of heaven and earth, I am afraid that even the desire to live would disappear, but this guy still has the will to fight.

"When you practice the knife, I will be waiting for you to challenge me at any time."

Ziqin opened his mouth angrily, Qi Changzheng didn't talk nonsense, picked up Ma Junsheng and walked out of the door.

Qi Changzheng walked away, but Ziqin's eyes suddenly looked at the roof again, in his perception, a master had already arrived at the roof, in the original book, Ziqin remembered that the red sun did come here, but he didn't expect to encounter this scene when he was in the worst mood.

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In a fit of rage, Ziqin didn't say much, and already punched towards the roof.

The boxing method is not good for Ziqin, but the principle of heaven and earth is clear, but Ziqin's martial arts is to step through the word martial arts and reach the realm of the Tao.

The entire roof of the hall was blown off, and a figure was struck out like a piece of paper in the wind, and its wings fell far away.

"I don't want the master of the sect to come this far."

Qin Mengyao sighed slightly, the others in the hall didn't know, but Qin Mengyao understood what Ziqin had realized from her, and she also knew that Ziqin's performance at the moment had clearly mastered part of the power of the Heavenly Dao.

"Not much to say, but today there is a person worthy of a cup outside Wuchang City, Meng Yao wants to go with me."

With a punch to the Red Sun Lama, Ziqin's mood was also a lot soothed, and he suddenly thought that at this time, there was a person who was outside Wuchang City, and suddenly his eyes turned and Qin Mengyao spoke. (To be continued......)