The earth's sky is still as blue as the sea, and looking up at the sky makes people feel refreshed.

The last city is as lively as ever, and it is full of merchants and knights.

On the side of the wide avenue outside the city, there are many small stalls, placing old and old objects, and shouting one after another.

A handsome man in plain clothes walked on the road, no matter the crowd around him, he could easily intersperse it, as if nothing could stop him from moving forward.

The man seemed to be only in his twenties, and if he looked closely, he looked like he was in his early forties, his long black hair was tied at random by a white ribbon behind his head, he was carrying an ordinary long sword, holding a scroll with wisps of ancient rhyme in his hand, and his face was blooming with an elegant and easy-going smile. There is no difference from the scholars next to him who entered Beijing to take the exam.

Step by step, the man walked towards the end city, rolled the books in his hand into a bundle, and gently slapped them on the palm of his hand, with an orderly frequency, consistent with his steps.

"This talented old man. A hurried voice sounded behind him.

The man frowned slightly, did not look back, and continued to maintain his unique rhythmic steps. From the time he had experienced the great scar that had left him in his heart, he had been so happy that he did not want to pay much attention to the entanglements of these vendors.

The man behind him was unrelenting, running towards him, and the ground trembled slightly as the people who came ran and walked.

Before the man arrived, the man slapped the man on the shoulder.

The man raised his eyebrows, his body moved two steps forward strangely, the person who came slapped him in the air, and his fat ball-like body staggered, and in his "ouch mom" sound, he fell to the ground and rolled twice in place, his white and clean clothes were full of dust.

The fat man struggled to get up in the laughter around him, stretched out his palms, lowered his head to the already black hands, "bah, bah" twice, saliva spread all over his hands, rubbed his hands, put his hands on his round waist, and shouted to the side, "What's the matter?

The onlookers were laughing and busy with their own affairs, and who dared to come to the end of the city didn't have a bit of a brush? There was no need to make enemies for this.

The fat man was like a duck winning a battle, snorting proudly, with a flattering smile on his dirty round face, folding his hands, and approaching the scholar man who had turned to look at him step by step, "Master Xiucai." ”

The scholar frowned, and his ordinary face revealed a unique charm, "Do I know you?"

"I don't know, I don't know. The fat man laughed, his eyes narrowing almost into a slit.

The scholar looked at the fat man in front of him lightly.

"Master Xiucai, don't panic, it's a good thing. The fat man looked at the scholar who didn't react, and he didn't care, and gently moistened his throat, "I have "Spring Palace" here, I think Master Xiucai is the person who is destined for this "Spring Palace......"

There was a touch of helplessness on the corner of the scholar's mouth, did he look like a person watching "Spring Palace"? Without waiting for the fat man to finish speaking, he threw off his robe, turned around and ignored the obscene fat man.

"Ouch, Master Xiucai, why don't you listen to the little one? The little one found you because you were full of righteousness. The fat man hurriedly kept up with the pace and said hurriedly.

The scholar's footsteps paused slightly, turned his head to look at the fat man who was sweating profusely, and his tone was extremely gentle, "Don't you know about spring sleep?"

"Yes, yes, that's what I said. The fat man had a smug smile on his face.

There was a contemplation in the scholar's eyes, "One volume or four volumes?"

The fat man's face was grim, and the obscene aura of the whole person disappeared, and he actually seemed a little sacred, "Xiaoyou, this kind of divine book, there is a great creation." ”

The scholar nodded, and took a deep look at the fat man who had returned to obscenity, "I didn't expect that I also had time to look away, senior, lead the way." ”

"It is worthy of being the person that the bluebird master and nephew have taken a fancy to, and the reaction is fast. The fat man's mouth spit out the vicissitudes of life, and the unique charm is contained in it, as if telling the truth of heaven and earth.

The two strangely disappeared in front of everyone, without attracting anyone's attention.

"Is this the senior......" The scholar looked at the fat man's round body with a smile.

"No, I'm already an ancient, this fat man accidentally broke into the secret realm I left behind, and was so frightened that I gave him a little bit of creation and sent him out. My thoughts were about to disappear, so I left the secret realm with his body to find the heir. ”

"If the Book of the Four Seasons is lost, it will indeed be a great loss to the human race. ”

The two of them seemed to be walking in the void.

A huge palace unfolded before the eyes of the two of them, and the layout of the palace was extremely rigorous, as if it had been carefully measured.

The two escaped into it and disappeared.

......

Rumors spread around the end of the city, and a long-ago battlefield secret realm was inadvertently intruded, attracting the attention of many forces on the earth.

Ao Bing, who was gradually no longer happy in the Sword Sect, was sent to guard the surrounding areas of the secret realm.

On this day, the sky was blue, a black hole appeared in the sky of Shu Mountain, and a handsome and young figure slowly walked out of the hole.

The young man's most striking thing was the two giant horns that twisted and circled above his head.

He stood quietly in the sky, level with Shu Mountain, and became the only focus of the entire heaven and earth without saying a word.

The surface of Shushan is full of brilliance, and the formation covering it spontaneously circulates under an inexplicable pressure.

There was no wave in the ancient well under the young man's eyes, even if this formation came from the hand of the Sword Pavilion, it would not be able to bring him any threat in this realm.

A ray of light rose from the peak of Shu Mountain, the glory passed, and the figure of Li Canglan, the contemporary head of the Shu Mountain Sword School, emerged.

The sword in Li Canglan's hand was as light as a wing, and the sunlight shone directly, as if there was nothing, Ling Ran's sword intent jumped on the paper.

Hundreds of years ago, he sent a super Tianjiao to the Sword Pavilion, and the Sword Sect also reaped great benefits, in addition to the exercises, there are two foundations that can be used to pass on the lineage. One is the formation, and the conservative sect is not lost, which can become a great cause for 10,000 years. The other is the divine sword in Li Canglan's hand at this time, sharpening iron like clay, unparalleled in this world, ensuring that the sword faction is the first in the world in this world.

I don't know what kind of tricks and feet this divine sword and formation have been done by the people of the Sword Pavilion, they can only be used on the earth, and even if they are lost, they will spontaneously return to Shushan.

"The people of the upper sect?" Li Canglan's words were full of majesty.

"This young man is a true dragon clan and a dragon metaphor of the earth department. The young eyebrows were frivolous, even if the divine sword was amazingly powerful, it was never put in his eyes.

"I don't know what happened to my Shushan Sword Sect?"

"Shushan? I don't know what to call it. Give Ben Shao someone who knows the way, and be a servant for a few days. Take Ben Shao to find the artifact left by my dragon ancestors. At that time, there will be great benefits of this less. ”

"Presumptuous. "Li Canglan stands on the top of the earth, although he is full of admiration for the upper realm, but he has a little arrogance, not to mention that he knows that the people in the upper realm are ruthlessly suppressed by the Heavenly Dao, how can he tolerate his own low bones?

The bones of the sword cultivator, once bent, can no longer be straightened.

Li Canglan struck with a sword, the sword was swallowed under the scorching sun, the sword roared through the sky, and the invisible aura between heaven and earth seemed to turn into a sharp long sword, heading towards the encirclement of Long Yu.

With the divine sword as the eye of the array, borrowing the aura of heaven and earth, it condensed into a sword array, and the sword shot fiercely, and the killing intent was pervasive.

In the past, even if the end of the Cullinan was deeply involved, it could not be safely withdrawn.

In the hands of Li Canglan, the person who has touched the ceiling of this realm, this is the first move in this realm!

There was a touch of contempt on the corner of Long Yu's mouth, his fingers were tapped, and a faint dragon chant exploded in the void, the heavens and the earth seemed to freeze and stopped, and the sharp, dense sword light stagnated at Long Yu's fingertips.

A golden light flew in from afar, huge fleshy wings swayed in the sun's light, and a voice came from afar, "My lord, Ao Bing is willing to be your guide." ”

"Well, well, it seems that the Nether is not all foolish. Long Yu smiled with satisfaction, "Seeing that you also have dragon blood, you will follow Ben Shao in the future!"

"Thank you, Lord Long Yu. Ao Bing knelt down in the void in an orderly manner, his eyes were full of fire, he had found the trick to regaining the core position of the crowd!

......

The secret realm is vast, and a pillar of white light stands in the sky like a guiding lamp.

The white pillar of light exudes a vast righteous qi, and the voices of countless readers faintly resound in the sky, making people faintly seem to have an understanding when they hear it, and they can't help but sound with the sound.

Countless people swooped down on the white pillar of light like bees smelling the fragrance of flowers, their eyes were inhuman, and they were more greedy and bloodthirsty than beasts that had been hungry for three days and three nights.

It's just that when they arrived at the place where the pillar of light was, there was only an old and dilapidated hall in front of them, revealing the smell of desolation. There is no trace of brilliance.

Someone got the first step!

The crowd began to go crazy, vigilantly scanning the people around them, and couldn't wait to move again, some people entered the ruined ancient hall, and some left.

If anyone stands on a high place and looks, these mad people sweep like locusts through every boundary they pass.

......

The scholar slowly stepped out of the ruined hall, his whole body exuding the glow of holiness, filled with a strong and violent atmosphere. There was no joy or sadness on his face, and he walked step by step to a realm hidden by a dense forest behind the main hall, and his voice was indifferent, "Come out!"

After a long silence, the scholar was silent, as if he was extremely convinced that there was someone in front of him.

"Black Feather Qing?" the voice was filled with boundless majesty, and the king's coercion permeated the depths of this uninhabited dense forest.

"Doomsday?" Black Feather smiled lightly, looking at the majesty that permeated the heavens and the earth as if it were nothing.

"It's not good for Mo Hongnan to be this prince. Hei Yuqing shook his head, like a scholar reciting ancient scriptures.

"I am the country, how can you be allowed to point fingers?" The body of the last Tianxi slowly emerged in the shade of the tree, wearing a golden crown on his head, and his voice was sonorous and powerful, and the most powerful emperor in the history of the last dynasty showed his supreme demeanor in this place where no one was watching.

Hei Yuqing had a chuckle on his face, not fluctuating for the words of the end of the seal, and his chic and elegant figure slowly dissipated in front of the end of the seal.

Without waiting for any reaction from the Cullinan of Doom, a sword without any smoke and fire aura suddenly fell from the sky, pausing on the smooth face of the Cullinan of Doom, carving a faint mark of blood.

"I hope you can understand what the true royal way is, and then you are worthy to fight with me. Now, you don't interest me in the slightest. Hei Yuqing slowly withdrew the long sword in his hand, laughing, and his whole body was full of lazy breath, gradually moving away in the dense forest.

is like a peerless swordsman who regards royal power as inaction, and like a peerless sage who sees through the vanity of the world.