In this way, time passed slowly.

Half a month later, a boundless and vigorous figure on the road ran quickly around the bamboo forest, incomparably light across the branches and vines of this road, and behind him there was an incomparably huge giant sword, but he was unaware of the weight on his body.

He didn't use any of his true qi at the moment, he just relied on his physical strength to carry this sword and rush on the road.

As long as you look closely, you can find that his steps are extremely steady, and it seems to contain some kind of special step, not only the soft soil does not have the slightest depression, but can borrow strength for him, making his movements more agile.

"100 laps complete!"

The young man snorted lightly, there was no bead of sweat on his face, and then he rushed all the way to the bamboo forest, holding the Tianqing Sword with both hands, closing his eyes slightly, and then suddenly pulled out the sword on his back, and slashed around his body.

"Rustle!"

The bamboo forest shook gently, he didn't look back at all, turned around and left the bamboo forest directly, and soon after he left, this circle of bamboo fell to the ground with a brush, and the incision was extremely smooth.

He was able to make such a neat cut with such a thick sword, and he could only describe his sword this time as thick and fine.

Perhaps, it would be more accurate to describe it as a miracle!

"He Junxuan, you have an enmity with me!!"

Zhang Zhenren's face trembled with anger, and his roar resounded throughout the bamboo forest, this terrible sound made the listener cry and the listener sad!

This voice reached He Junxuan's ears, He Junxuan couldn't help but tremble slightly, and then the steps under his feet became even more hurried, as if he was smearing oil on the soles of his feet, and hurried to run in the direction of the waterfall.

In fact, it's no wonder that Zhang Zhenren is so complaining, in the past half a month, He Junxuan has always come to the bamboo forest every morning as promised, cutting off all the bamboo forests with a sword, and then running away so that he can't catch it at all.

Even if he was caught, He Junxuan looked unaware, and he seized the opportunity to run away in every way, which made Zhang Zhenren really angry, if it weren't for him being a sword cultivator, the sword heart was clear, if it was someone else, I was afraid that he would have been mad a long time ago!

Fortunately, this bamboo only needs to be nourished by spiritual energy to grow again quickly, but Zhang Zhenren was extremely heartbroken when he thought that he had just rescued all the bamboos today, and that he would be cut by He Junxuan with a sword the next day.

Soon, He Junxuan came to the waterfall, took off his clothes and stood under the waterfall, letting the impact of the waterfall wash over his strong body, but he didn't move.

All of a sudden.

He Junxuan pulled out the Tianqing Sword on his back, took a deep breath to calm his mind, and felt the flow of every drop of water in the waterfall, and the splashing waves everywhere, and finally he held the sword with both hands and remained silent.

"It's now!"

His eyes suddenly lit up, and he drew his sword!

A sword flashed, and the black giant sword was as fast as a star in his hand, slashing horizontally upwards in the direction of the waterfall, and the waterfall was cut in half in an instant.

A sword to cut off the water!

"Good!" Lu Chen, who was on the shore, couldn't help but sigh lightly, and said to He Junxuan: "Congratulations, from today onwards, your sword path can be regarded as an entry, and now you can be regarded as a qualified sword cultivator!" ”

"Master Xie!" He Junxuan grinned.

"No thanks."

Lu Chen smiled: "You deserve this praise, you can grow so quickly is indeed beyond my expectations, but this also makes me more confident in you, you will not let me down in the future!" ”

During this time, He Junxuan's efforts were all in his eyes, from the beginning when it was difficult for him to run with a sword on his back, to now he can walk like a fly without a single inch of true qi, from the beginning when he stood in the waterfall It was difficult to stand firm, and now he can draw his sword with ease.

Such a transformation can only be achieved after countless days and nights of tempering, in which the devil knows how much he has suffered and how much sin he has suffered.

He deserves this strength!

"Master, look at what you said, it makes us feel like we are going to part with life and death, there is no need to be so serious." He Junxuan came to Lu Chen's side with a smile, the heat on his body was steaming, and soon all the sweat on his body was steamed.

"Silly boy, I'm leaving." Lu Chen said calmly.

"What?"

He Junxuan glared: "Master, what do you mean by this, how long have you only been out, we haven't been to many places to play, didn't you always shout in prison before that you wanted to see what the modern society looks like outside, I'll take you to see!" ”

Lu Chen shook his head and said, "No need, I just want to teach you kendo this time, now that you have completed kendo, and you have come back from the hard training you once had, I have nothing to teach you, so now I want to complete my mission." ”

"Master, in fact, I don't know any kendo at all, don't believe you, I'll swing the sword to show you." He Junxuan took out the Tianqing Sword and pretended to be clumsy and danced at will, looking at him very ridiculous.

But there is an indescribable sadness.

He wanted to leave the dust behind.

"You kid, the sword intent in a person's body can't deceive people, I have to leave, in fact, I have been staying for a long time, I can't bear you, but I have to leave, I hope you can remember to cultivate in the future, don't be lazy again." Lu Chen touched his head.

He Junxuan is very tall, but Lu Chen's back is slightly rickety at the moment, He Junxuan can only touch it when he lowers his head, in other words, on weekdays, He Junxuan is unwilling to lower his arrogant head even if he dies, but at this moment, he bowed his head without the slightest hesitation.

Feeling the big big hand on his head, He Junxuan's heart was very uncomfortable, he was very reluctant to see Lu Chen leave, but obviously he said when he left the prison this time that the reason why he came out was to solve some things.

Now he has been staying for a long time.

"Master, let me take you out for a day, just give me a day, whether it's Jiangcheng or Yanjing, you can go wherever you want!" He Junxuan said hopefully, how much he hoped that Lu Chen could grant him this little wish.

"No need."

Lu Chen said with a smile: "There are five-star chefs in this King's Landing Garden who cook for me to eat, I must have eaten the best food in Jiangcheng, as for playing, I can't play with this bone, it's good to be served every day, don't worry, I've had a lot of fun during this time." ”

"Old man, are you pursuing this, this is not good, no matter what you are leaving for, but don't forget to come back, as long as you return to King's Landing, then I will serve you with good wine and food at any time!" He Junxuan said with a smile, trying to make his smile look natural and not so reluctant.

"You kid, I'll talk to you one last time, this golden scroll on your body has an extraordinary origin, even I can't see through its source, you must keep it alive, don't throw it away!" Lu Chen said seriously.

"Master, did you find out?"

He Junxuan did not shy away from taking out this golden scroll, at first he only thought that this thing was a rare thing to carry with him, because he didn't know its specific effect, so he didn't use it.

"What the hell is this thing, it's been sitting for so long and there hasn't been the slightest reaction, could it be that I opened it in the wrong way?" He Junxuan asked.

Lu Chen shook his head: "You can try more, in short, this golden picture scroll gives me an extraordinary feeling, you are so good to carry it, one day all the fog will be revealed." ”

Lu Chen took a deep look at this golden scroll, for some reason, this golden scroll always gave him a strange feeling, as if there was a hidden aura in it, and it seemed to be missing.

Elusive!

"Stinky boy, I should go, you need to walk on your own in the future, if you can, I hope you can stand on the top of this world, that kind of scenery will definitely benefit you a lot!" Lu Chen smiled and waved his hand, and then slowly disappeared in front of He Junxuan's eyes.

He Junxuan looked at his departing back, there was actually a trace of tears in his eyes, and it could be seen that he was very reluctant to leave Lu Chen, but looking at his anxious appearance, it was not difficult to see that there must be extremely important things waiting for him right now.

Soon after leaving, Lu Chen came to the place where the sword marks were cut out earlier, and then reached out and grabbed it, and the sword marks around King's Landing turned into a cold and unparalleled sword, Lu Chen gently stroked its sword body, and a flash of remembrance flashed in his eyes.

"Dust Sword, old man, are you ready to fight me again in the heavens?" Lu Chen asked softly.

The Qingchen Sword shook slightly, and then let out a loud sword groan, as if it was impatient.

"Are you excited too?" Lu Chen asked.

Then he held the sword in one hand, threw the dust sword into the air, jumped and stood firmly on the sword body, and shook it for nine days.

The sword marks outside the King's Landing Garden also dissipated, and from today onwards, his protection of He Junxuan has ended, and everything in the future will have to be faced by He Junxuan himself.

Next to the waterfall, He Junxuan looked at the dashing figure in the sky, and felt lost in his heart, as if he had been hollowed out, indescribably uncomfortable.

Holding the golden scroll in his hand, he silently stared at the figure in the sky and left, and finally until he completely disappeared from his sight, he completely turned his head and prepared to leave.

"Ugh."

A vague voice appeared in his ears, which made him immediately frown, and he looked around warily, and his divine consciousness was all emanated, feeling the changes of grass and trees.

"This dead old man is finally gone, I don't even dare to come out to breathe with him, but I'm suffocated!" The voice came again.

This is an extremely pleasant female voice, like the crisp sound of spring water in a mountain stream, which is very comfortable, but He Junxuan did not relax his vigilance.

Now that his divine sense is extremely powerful, it stands to reason that it is impossible for him not to perceive someone appearing next to him!

"Don't look at it, boy, I'm in your hands."

"In my hands?"

He Junxuan looked at his hands suspiciously, and then suddenly threw the golden scroll out and threw it on the lawn with a puzzled look.

Talking ...... Is it this golden picture?